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THE OMAHA DAITjT BEE: SUNDAY, APRIL 21 1901. 7
Tristrani
m
'Being An Episode in a Story of An Ancient House.
BY ANTHONY MOPE.
(Copyright. 1901, by A. II. Hawkins.) j
Synopsis of freceilifiK Chapters.
(Adelaide, wife of Sir llandolph Kdgo f
Blent Hall, eloped with Captain lltzhert.
Blr llandolph died In llussla, presumably In
time for Lady Hdge and Fltshubert to
marry and so mako their son, Horry, lesju
tnatc. They learn later, however, that the
dato of Sir Ilnndolph's death has been
;lven Incorrectly una Harry Is not the
rightful heir, They keep tho matter secret
and i-ventuully Mrs. Fltzhubcrt succeeds to
tho barony of Trlslrnm of Ulent nnd re
Bides with Harry at Wont Hall. Unknown
to Lady Tristram a Madam Knbrlskn, nnu,
Mr, Jenklnson Nceld. arc also In possession
of the secret nnd Madam Zabrlska will
her uncle. Major Duplay, come to reside at
Merrlon Lodgp. near Ulent Hall. Harry
learns from hi mother that ho Is not tho
rightful heir to Went, and they determine
to hold tho tltlo for him at any cost. To
further his catmo he decides to marry
Jenny Ivers, heiress of Falrholtne, but finds
two rivals In Hob Hroadioy and Major
Duplay. Tho latter learns of Harrys unfor
tunate birth from Madam Zabrlska. He In
forms him that ho Intends to tell Iyer
and they quarrel, Harry winning In a brisk
tussli. Nnrld becomes the guest of Iver
nt Falrholmo. Madam Zabrlska meets
Nreld and thoy form a compact to protect
Harry's Interests and maintain secrecy.
Ijidy Tristram dies after, extracting from
her on a promlso that Cecily Gainsborough,
rightful heiress of Went, shall be Invited to,
tho funeral. Cecily and her father coma
to Blent and Harry falls to rccclvo them.
Iater h comes suddenly upon Cecily In
the garden and realises that she Is a Trls.
Irum, the Imago of his mother.
"Clclly Gainsborough," said she with a
distant' manner, inclined to bo offended
that their nicotine should bo by accident.
"Yes, I. was sure. Tho moment I thought
1 wag BUrc."' Ho took no heed of her man
ner, engrossed in somo preoccupation of his
own. "At first I was startled." Ho smiled
now, as ho offered her hlB hand. Then ho
recollected. "You must forgive mo for
being out. I havo been hard at work all
day and tho craving for tho evening was on
me. I went out without thinking."
"They said you woro engaged on pressing
builncss."
"They lied for mo. 1 forgot to leavo
any message. I'm not generally discourte
ous." His apology disarmed hor and mado her
resentment seem petty,
"How could you think of us at such a
time? It's good of you to have us at all."
"My mother wanted you to come." He
added no welcome of his own. "You never
saw her, did you?" he asked a moment
later.
Cecily shook her head. She was rather
confused by tho steady gozo of his eyes.
Did cousin Harry always Btnro at people as
hard as that? Yet It was not exactly a
stare; it was too thoughtful, too ruminat
ive, too unconscious for that.
"Let's walk back together. You'vo had
a look at tho placo already, perhaps?"
"It's very beautiful."
"Yes," ho ascntcd, absently, ns thoy
began to walk..
ir the did not stare, still sho uped her
oyes, curiously1 studylrg his faco with Its
suggestion of- strongtli and that somehow
rather Inconsistent Mnt of sonsltlveness.
Ho was gloomy. Tlu.t was Just now only
proper. She saw something that puzzled
her. Mlna Zabrlsk'i could hayo told her
what it was, but she herself did not suc
ceed in identifying Harry's watchful look.
Sho was merely puzzled at a certain shade
' or expression in tho eyes. She had not
seen It at tho first moment, but it was
thero now, as he turned to bcr from time
to tlmo whllo they sauntered along.
"That's Merrlon, our dower-house, nut
It's lot now to a funny little foman, Mmo,
Zabrlska. "Sho's very much interested In
you."
"In me? Has she heard Of me?"
"Sho hears of most things. She s ns
sharp as a neddle. I like her, though."
Ho said no more till they wero back in
tho garden. Then ho proposed that they
should sit down on the soat by tho rlvor.
"My mother used to sit hero often," he
nald. "Sho always loved to seo tho sun go
down from the garden. She didn't read or do
anything she Just sat watching,"
"Thinking?" Cecily suggested.
"Well, hardly. Letting thoughts happen
if they wanted to, perhaps. Sho was always
rather rather passlvo about things, you
know. They took hold ot netwell, ns I
say, If they wanted to." He turned to hor
quickly as he asked, "Aro 'you at all llko
that?"
"I believe I'm only Just beginning to
find out that I'm anything or like any
thing. And anyhow, I'm quite different
from what I was yesterday."
"From yesterday?"
"Yes. Just by coming here, I think."
"That's what I mean. Things do tako
hold of you, then?"
"This place does apparently," sho an
swered, laughingly', as she leaned back on
the seat, throwing hor ami behtnd her and
resting her head on it. Sho caught him
looking at her again with marked and al
most startled intensity.
"Tell me about yourself," be asked, or
rather commanded so brusque and direct
"was the request.
She told him about tho nmajl house nnj
tho small ltto she had led in It? oven about
tho furniture and tho bric-a-brac, confess
ing to her occasional clearances and tho
doceptlonishe had to practice on her father
about them. Ho was very silent, "but be
was a good listener. Soon ho began to
smoke, and did not ask leave. This might
be rudeness, but seemed rather a cousinly
sort of rudoness' and was readily forgiven,
"And suddenly I come to all this!" sho
murmured. .Then with a start she added,
"Ilut I'm forgetting your mother's death
and What you must feel, and chattering
about myself!"
"I asked you to talk about yourself. Is
'it such great change to come here?"
"Immense 1 To come here even for a day I
Immense!" She waved her hand a moment
and found him following; It with his eyes
as It moved.
"You don't look," be said, slowly, "as It
it was any change at all."
' "What do you mean?" she asked, inter
ested' in what he scorned to suggest.
"You fit in," he murmured, looking up
at tho houseat tho window ot Addlo Trls
tram a, room "and you're very poor?" he
asked.' i -1
"Yes. And you"
"Oh, I'm ,not;rlch as such things go. The
estate has fallen In value very much, you
know. Rut" He broko off, frowning a
little. "Still, we're comfortable enough,"
he resumed.' '
"I 'should 'think so. You'd always have
It to look at anyhow. What did you think
I shouldbe like?"
"Anything in the world but what you
are."
Tho tone was at once too sincero and too
absent for a compliment. Cecily knew her
self not to bo plain, but he was referring
to something" else than that,
"In fact I hardly thought ot you as an in
dividual at all. You woro tho dalnsbor
oughs."
"And you didn't like the .Qalnsboroughs?'
ho said, In a flash ot Intuition.
"No, I didn't," he admitted.
"Why not?"
"A prejudice," answered Harry Tristram,
after a pause.
She crossed her legs, sticking one foot out
tn front of her. and looking at it thought
fully. He oltowcd the movement, and
lowly broke into a smile. It was followed
by an Impatient shrug. With tho feminine
lntUjct,Bua pu&hod her gown lower dowu
of Blent.
tif
ft
half over the foot. Harry laughed. Sho
looked up, blushing and Inclined to be
angry.
"Oh, It wasn't that," he sold, laughing
again rather contemptuously. "Hut" Ho
ros, took some paces along tho lawn, and
then, coming back, stood beside her, staring
at tho Went and frowning rather for
midably. 'Did you seo mo when I first saw you by
tho pool?" he asked, In a moment.
"Yes. How you hurried after me!"
Another pauso followed, Harry's frown
giving way to a smllo, but n perplexed and
reluctant one, Cecily watched him with
puzzled Interest still sitting with her foot
tuck out in front of her nnd her head rest
ing on the bend ot her arm, her eyes look
ing upward and her lips wero Just parted.
"Have I been staring at you?" he in
quired, abruptly.
"Well, yes, you havo," sho answered,
laughing. "Ilut a strango cousin expects
to bo examined rather carefully., Do I pass
muster among tho Trlstrams? Or am I
still the hated Gainsborough?"
He looked at her again and earnestly.
She met the look without lowering her
eyes or altering her position in any partic
ular. "it's loo absurd," he declared, half fret
ful, half amused.' "Your features nrcn't
so very much nllko, except the eyes, they
are and your hair's darker, nut you movo
and carry yourself and turn your head as
eho did. And that position you're In now
why, I've seen her In It a thousand times!
Your arm thcro nnd your foot stuck out!"
His volco grew louder as ho went cn, his
"W" ai innvBR; TIIAT'S HER A TTITUDa: Y0UR WALK'S HER WALl" YOUIt
potulant amusement giving way to an agi
tation Imperfectly suppressed,
"What do you mean?" eho neked, catchlns
excitement from blm.
"Why, my mother. Thnt's her attitude,
and your' walk's hor walk, and your volco
hor volco. You'ro her all over! Why,
when I Baw you by the pool Just now, n
hundred yards off, Htrolllng on the bank"
"YeS( she half whispered, "you started
didn't you?"
"Yes, I started, I thought for a moment
I saw my mother's ghost. I thought my
mother had como back to Ulent. And It
Is you!"
Ho threw out his hands In n gesture ot
what seemed despair.
chai'tkh xii.
Fighter nnd Dontitpm.
"Miss S. wasn't so far wrong, nfter nil!"
exclaimed Mlna Zabrlska, Hinging down n
letter on tho tablo by hor.
It was thrco days after Addlo Tristram's
funeral. Mlna had attended that ceremony,
or ratner watched it from a lltlo way off.
She had socn Oalnsborough's spare, humble
figure; sho hnd seen, too, with' nn acute
Interest, the tall, slim girl in black, heavily
veiled, who walked besldo him, Just behind
tho now Lord Tristram. Sho had also, ot
course, seen all tho neighbors, who wero
looking on llko horself, but who gavo their'
best attention to Janlo Ivor and disappointed
Miss S. by asking hardly any quo3tlons
about tbo Qalusboroughs. Llttlo, indeed,
would havo been said concerning them ex
cept for the fact that Gainsborough (truq
to hit knack of tho unlucky) caught a chill
on tbo occasion and was confined to his bed
down at Blent a most vexatious occurrcnco
for Lord Thlstram, sold Miss S.
nut tho Qalnsboroughs were not In Mlna's
thoughts Just now.
'Nothing is to be mado public yet pleoso
remember this, nut I want you to know
that I havo Just written to Harry Tristram
to say I will marry htm. I havo had a
groat deal of troublo, dear Mlna, but I think
I havo done right, looking at it all around.
Except my own people, I am telling only
one friend besides you. ("Bob Broadloy,
said Mlna with a nod, as she read the let
ter tho second time.) Hut I want you to
know, and please tell your uncle, too. I
hopo you will both give me your good
wishes. I do think I'm acting wisely and
I thought I had no right to keep him wait
ing and worrying about this when he has
so much to tblnk about besides. You must
stay at Merrlon after I como to Wont.
Janle,"
Janlo had done the obviously right thing
and was obviously not quite sure that It
"as rigut. That mattered very little; It
was done. It was for Mlna Zabrlska nnd
others concerned to adapt themselves and
conform their actions to tho accomplished
fact. But would Major Duplay tako that
view? To Mlna was ontrusted tho dcllcato
task of breaking tho newB to her uncle.
Sho experienced a longing for tho sympathy
and support ot Mr. Jenklnson Neeld. Surely
ho would stand Arm, too! Ho was still at
Falrholmo, Was he Included In Janle's
"own peoplo?" Had ho boon told tho
news?
Tho delicate task! Tho Imp's temper was
far too bad for delicacy; sho found a posi
tive pleasure In outraging It. Sho took her
lotter, marched Into tbo smoking room and
throw It to (not to say at) her undo.
"Road thatl" she said, and strode off
to tho window to havo a look at Went.
"This Is very serious," declared the major
solemnly. "Very serious. Indeed, Mlna."
"Don't see how," snapped the Imp, pre
senting an unwavering back view to her
uncle. "If they like to get married, why
Is It serious?"
'Tray be reasonable'," h urged. "You
must perceive that tho situation I have
always contemplated"
"Well, you cuu go ou contemplating It,
rnn't vnn hnnlnf T ....... u 1
- " " I u..t,.u , ,b ,1UU b ,1 J UIUIU ftjUUU,
but still"
"Tho situation, I say, has nrlseu." Sho
heard him got up, walk to tho hearthrug
und strlko a match. Of courto ho wrb going
to have a cigarette. Ho would smoko it all
through with exasperating slowness and
then arrive at nn odious conclusion. Mlna
had not bcun married for nothing: sho
knew men's ways. Ho Justified her foro
cast? It was minutes before ho spoke again.
"Tho terms of this letter," he resumed
at last, "fortify mo In my purpose. It Is
evident that Miss Iver is Influenced
largely Influenced by er tho supposed
position of tir Mr. Tristram."
"Of who?"
"Of the prnsc;it possessor of Went."
If you want people to know who you
mean you'd better soy Lord Tristram." I
"For tho present. If you wish It. I say
she Is" Duplay's pompous formality sud
denly broko down. "She's taking him for
his title, that's nil."
"O, If you chnojo to say things like that
about your frlendsl"
"You know It's true. What becomes ot
my duty, then?"
"I don't know, nnd I don't care. Only
I hato peoplo who talk about duty when
they're going to Well, ono must stop
somowhero In describing ono's relatives'
conduct." Tho Imp stopped thcro. nut
tho sentenco really lost nothing; Duplay
could guess pretty accurately what she
had been going to say.
Fortunately, although ho was very de
pendent on her help, ho cared llttlo about
her opinion. She neither would nor could
Judgo his position ralrly; sho would not
pcrcelvo how ho felt, how righteous was
his anger, how his friends wero being
cheated, and ho was being Jockeyed out of
his chances by ono nnd tho same unscrupu
lous bit of Imposture. Ho hnd brought
hlmsoff round to n moro Hettlcd stnte of
mind nnd hud" got his conscience into better
order. Mlna must speak nnd, If money i
wero needed, it must como from some
where. Tho inrro nEsertlon of whnt ho
meant to ullsgn must at least delay this
hateful marriage. It must bo added
though tho mujor was careful not to add
that It would nlso glvo Harry Tristram n
very unpleasant shock; tho wrestling bout
by tho pool and tho loss of that shilling
woro not forgotten. In tho afternoon of
thnt day Duplay went down to Falrholtne.
Mr. Neeld was still at Falrholmo; ho had
been pressed to Btay nnd needed llttlo
pressing; in fact, In default of tho pressure
ho would probably hnvo taken lodging3 In
tho town. Ho could not go away; he hud
seen Addlo Tristram burled and hor son
walking behind tho coflln, clad In his now
dignity. His mind was full of tho sltua-,
tlon. Yot ho had shrunk from discussing
it furthor with Mlna Zabrlska. Tho family
anxiety about Janle's lovo affair had boen
nil round him; now ho suspected strongly
thnt somo Usuo was being decided upon.
Ho ought to opcak, to break bis word to
Minn nnd speak, or ho ought to go.
"Mind you sny nothing nothing noth
ing." That sentence had reached him on
tho reverse side ot an Invitation to take tea
at Merrlon a vaguo some-day-wheu-you'ro-pnsclng
sort ot Invitation, In Necld's
eyes, plainly and elenrly a pretext for writ
ing aud nu opportunity tor conveying tho
urgent llttlo scrawl on tho other side. It
arrived at midday; In tho afternoon Duplay
had como and was now nlono with Iver.
Tho outward calm of tho gray-haired old
gentleman who sat on the lawn at Falr
holmo, holding a wookly rovlew upside
down, was no Index to tho alarming -and
disturbing quosttons which were agitating
him within,
Ivor camu out nnd sat down besldo him
without speaking. Neeld hastily restored
his paper to a position moro befitting his
dignity and became apparently absorbed In
an article on "Shyness la Elephants;" the
subjoct wns treated with a wealth of Illus
tration and in n vein of Introspective phil
osophy exceedingly Instructive. But it was
ail wasted on Mr. Neeld. He was waiting
for Iver; no man could bo so silent unless
ho had. something Important to say or to
leavo unsaid. Am) Iver was not even smok
ing the cigar which bo always smoked after
tea, Nceld could bear it no longer; he got
up and was about to move away.
"Stop, Neeld. Do you mind sitting down
again for a moment."
Neold could do nothing but comply. The
review fell on tho ground by him nnd ho
ceased to strugglo with tho elephants.
"I want to ask your opinion"
"My dear Iver, 'my opinion! O, I'm not
a business man, and"
"It's not business. You know Major Du
play? What do you think ot him?"
"I I've always found him very agree
able." "Yes, so havo I. And I've always thought
him honest, haven't you?"
Neeld admitted that he had no reason to
impugn tho major's character.
"And I supposo he's snne," Iver pursued,
"nut he's Just been telling mo tho most ex
traordinary thing." Ho paused a moment.
He laid his hand on Necld's knee. "Neeld,
Duplay came and told me that Harry Tris
tram has no title to the peerage or to Diem.
I'm not going to troublo you with the de.
tulls now, It cornea to this; Hurry was
if JTZammmr. i
torn before, not after, tho marriage of his
parent!). Duplay soys Minn knows all about
It and will give us Information that will
mako tho proof easy. That's a tolerably
startling story, eh? One's prepared for
tomethlng where Lady Tristram was In
volved, but this!"
It was fortunate that ho did not glance at
Nceld. No.!d had tried to appp ar startled,
but had aucceeded only In looking su
premely miserable. Hut Iver's eyes were
gazing Btralght In front of him, under
brows that frowned heavily.
"Now, what I want you to do," ho re
sumed, "and I'm sure you won't refuse mo,
is this: I'm inclined to dismiss tho wholo
thing as a blunder. I believe Duplay'd
honest, but I think certnln facts In his own
position havo led him to bo too ready to
bcllovo a mere yarn, Hut 1'vo consented
to seo Minn and hear what she has to say.
And I said I should bring you ns n witness.
I go to Merrlon lodgo tomorrow for this
purpose and I shall rely on you to accom
pany me." With thnt tho cigar tuade Its
appearance. Iver lit It and lay back In his
chair,- frowning still In perplexity and vexa
tion. Ho had not asked his friend's opinion,
but his services. It was characteristic ot
him not to notice this fact. And the fact
did nothing to relievo Necld's piteous em
barrassment. "I knew it all along;" ho might sny thai.
"I know nothing about It;" ho might act
that. Or he might temporize for n llttlo
while. This was what ho did.
"It would mako a great dlfferenco If this
wero true!" His volco shook, but Iver
was absorbed.
"An enormous difference," said Iver.
(Lady Tristram herself had onco said sho
same.) "I marry my daughter to Lord
Tristram of Went or to to whom? You'll
call that snobbishness, or somo peoplo
would. I say It's not snobbish in us now
men to consider that. It's tho right thing
for us to do, Neeld. Hut if It's true, why
who's Harry Tristram? Oh, I know It's nil
n fluke, a d d fluke, If you like, Neeld, and
uncommonly hard on the boy. Uut tho
law's tho law, nnd, for my ovn part, I'm
not In favor of altering It. Now, do you
VOICE HEH VOICE; YOU'
RE HER
supposo I want my' daughter to marry him
if it's truo?"
I supposo you wouldn't," murmured
Nocld.
"And thcro s another thing. Duplny says
Harry knows it Duplay swearR he knows It
Well, then, what's ho doing? In ray opinion
'ins practicing fraud. Ho known ho Isn't
what ho pretends to be. Ho deceives me.
ho deceives Janle. If tho thing ever cornea
out, whero Ih sho? He's treated us vory
badly It it's true."
Tho man. ordinarily fo quiet and calm
In his reserved strength, broke out into
vrhumenco ns ho talked of what Harry
Trlbttam had done, If the major's tnlo woro
true. Nocld usked himself what Ills host
would say of a friend who knew tho story
to no true, nnd yet said nothing of It. Ho
percolvcd, too, that, although Iver would
not havo forced hU daughter's Inclination,
et tho marrlngo was vory good In his oywi,
tho proper end and tho finest ciown to his
own career. And In tho face of his feelings
how stood Mr. Nceld? Ho saw nothing
numlrablo in how and whoro ho stood.
"Well, wo'll eco Mlna and hear if she's
got anything to say. Fancy that llttlo mon
key being drown Into n thing llko this!
Meauwhllo wo'll tr.y nothing. I don't be
lieve It and I shall want n lot of convincing
Until I am conviuced everything stands as
it did. I rely on you for that, Neeld and
I rely on you to como to Morrlon tomor
row. Not a. word to my wife abovo nil,
not a word to Janle!" Ho pot up, took poi
sesslon of Nceld's revlow and walked off
Into tho houso with his businesslike, quick
striae.
Neold sat thorc, slowly rubbing his hands
against ono another between his knees
He was realizing what ho had done, or
rather, what had happened to him. And
why had ho dono It? The explanation was
as strange as tho things that ho Invoked
to explain. Still rubbing I1I3 hands, palm
against palm, to and fro, ho said very
siowiy, with wonder and reluctance:
"I was carried away. I wbb carried away
Dy a romance"
j no world mado blm feoi a fool, Yet
what other word was there for the over
wneiramg, unreasoning icciing that ut
tho cost of everything the Trlstrams, mother
and son, must keep Went, tho son living
anu tho mother dead; that the son must
dwell thero und tho spirit of the mother
bo about him the loved In tho spot that sho
had graced? It was very rank romance,
indeed no other word for It! And wildest
paradox It all como out ot odltlng Joslah
Choldcrton's Journal,
Ueforo ho had mane nny progress In
unraveling' his skein of porplexltlcs ho saw
Janlo coming across tho lawn. She took
tho chair her father had left and seemed
to tako her father's mood with It; tho
same opprcsslvo silence settled on her,
Neold broko It this time.
"You don't look very merry, Miss Janle,"
110 said, smiling at her ana achieving
plausible Jocularity.
"Why should I, Mr. Neold?" Sho glanced
at him. "Oh, has father told you any
thing?"
"Yes; that you'ro engaged. You know
how truly I deslro your happiness, my
dear." With a pretty courtesy tbo old man
took her hand nnd kissed It, baring his gray
hair tho while.
"You'ro very, vory kind. Yes, I'vo prom
ised to marry Harry Tristram. Not yot,
you know. And It Isn't to be announced
But I've promised."
Ho stole a look at her and then another.
Sho did not look merry, Indeed. Neeld
know his Ignorance of feminine things and
mado guessev with proper diffidence, but
he certulnly fancied sho had boen crying
or very near It not so long ago. Yet tho
daughter of William Iver was sensible and
not given to silly tears,
hi immt imm imi uui in h
The lungs largely rule the life. The dtflerence
between the Iudian running down a wild horse
and the merchant or clerk panting after climbing a
fow stairs is n difference of Inner nnuvr Wenl '
iunus must mean n
liable to be snuffed out by any sudden gust of
sickness. "Weak" lungs will do weak work.
The work of the lungs is in part to supply the
blood with the oxygen necessary to sustain life.
It is assumed that the total area of the lung sur
face with its 180,000,000 air cells, equals the total
quantity of the blood to be vitalized. When the
lungs are said to be "Weak," it generally means
that a large part of the lung surface is inert ; that
millions of the air cells arc unused. This must
mean that the oxygen received by the blood is
reduced below its requirements to an extent equal
to the unused luug area.
It is in this inert portion of the lungs that the
gronnd is prepared for disease. It is here that
consumption sows its fatal seed, and as the lungs
grow weaker the blood grows fouler, the body
weaker, more feeble, until the curtain falls on the
last scene in this eventful history.
The tendency to "weak" lungs is the result- of
the conditions under which we live. JFcw people
use the lung surface to its full capacity. A vast
number of people not only do not use their lungs
fully, but being employed in stores aud factories,
the air they breathe is deficient in oxygen, so that
they are in double danger. These facts account for the alarming
increase of consumption especially in cities, where the wards
overflow with patients until they arc turned away to die in the
streets. It is a truth, therefore, that under existing conditions
of life the majority of people have a tendency to weak lungs ; a
considerable part of their lung surface being inert.
Whatever threatens the lungs, threatens the life. That
"slight cough'' may be the beginning of serious sickness. It
may not be the alarm of consumption in this case, but it has
been in so many cases, that we may well dread .even a "slight
cough."
"Weak" lungs have been made strong, aud arc being made
strong uany, oy tne use 01
w. Pleree'slioMen Metiicol Discovery.
livery claim for this medicine has behind it a thousand cures, of coughs,
bronchitis, bleeding of the lungs, emaciation and the conditions in general which
by neglect or unskillful treatment find a fatal termination in consumption.
"Twenty-five years ago, when I m thirteen years old, I had what the doctor called
consumption," wntc3 Mrs. Klla Taylor Dodge, Matron, Home for Missionaries' Children,
Morgan Park, 111., Box 165. "He told my mother that nothing could be done for me ex
cepting to make me as comfortable ns possible. The pastor of the M. E. church, in the
place where I lived, heard of my condition, and although he was not acquainted with our
family, he called, and during the call he asked my mother if she would nllow me to take
a medicine if he would send it to me. She thought it could do no harm if it did no good,
so he sent n bottle of Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. Before the bottle wns empty,
my friends saw n little improvement in my health, whereupon another bottle was bought.
I can't say now just how much I took, but I improved steadily and to.day I am a well
strong woman, ns you may imagine I must be to have the care of tbis Home. I now have
a cunct under my care
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gave your ' Oolden Mcdicnl Discovery.' I have unbounded faith in it."
Co., Kentucky. "It settled on my lungs and the doctor said I had consumption. I took
six bottles of Golden Medical Discovery,' and nm thankful to say I am entirely well You
may print this letter if you see fit to do so."
"I was very sick indeed," writes Mrs. Mollie Jacobs, of Felton, Kent Co., Delaware, "and
our family doctor said I had consumption. I thought I must die soon for I felt ao bad.
Had n bad cough, spit blood, was very short of breath, in fact could hardly get my breath
at all sometimes. I had pains in my chest and right lnng, also had dyspepsia. Before I took
your 'Golden Medical Discovery ' and 'Pleasant Pellets," 1 was so weak I could not sweep a
room, and now I can do a small washing. I worked in the canning factory this fall, and I
1 ymsmox
"I think 1'vo done right," Bho sold, ao
sho had said when sho wrolo to Mlna.
"Evurybody will be pleased. Futher's very
pleased," Suddenly she put out her baud
aud took hold ot his, giving it n tight
grip. "Oh, Mr. Neeld, 1'vo mudo somebody
so unhappy."
"I dare auy, my dear, I dare say, I was
a young fellow onco. I dare say."
"And he says nothing about it. Ho
wished mo Joy and ho does wish mo Joy,
too, I'vo no right to talk' to you, to tell
you, or unythlng. I don't bcllevo peoplo
think girls ever mind making men un
happy, but they do."
"If they llko tho men?" This suggestion,
at least, was not too difficult for him.
"Yes, when they llko them, when
they're old friends, you know. I only apolto
to him for n moment. I only just met him
on tho road. I don't supposo I shall over
talk to him about It, or about anything In
particular again." Sho squeezed Necld's
hand a tecond time and then withdrew her
own.
This was unknown country ngaln for Mr.
Noeld; his senso of being lost grow more
acute. These wero not tho sort of prob
lems which had occupied his Ilfo, but they
seemed now to htm no less real, hardly less
Important It was only a girl wondering If
sho huO. dono right. Yot ho felt tho impor
tance of It.
"You can't help tho unhapplness," ho
said. "You must go to tho man you love,
my dear."
With a little start sho turned and looked
at him for an Instant. Then Bho murmured
In a perfunctory fashion:
"Yes, I must mako the best choice I can.
of course" Sho added after a pause, "Hut
I wish"
Words or the inclination to speak failed
her ngaln and she rolapsed Into tllcnce.
As he sat thero beside her, silent, to?,
his mind traveled back to what her father
hail said, and slowly hj began to under
stand. No doubt sho liked Harry, even as
hor father did, No doubt she thought he
would bo a good husband, ns Ivor hail
thought him a good fellow, nut It became
plain to tho pcurcher after truth that not
to her any more than to her father was It
noth'ng that Harry was Trlftrara of nicnt.
Her phrases about doing rght and making
the right choice Included a rofcrenco to
that, even If that waro not their wholo
meaning. Sho had mentioned her father's
pleasure everybody' pleasure. That
weak life, a feeble life : a life AIPS
wlio when she takes cold it settles in the larynx. I at first used med-
"Three years ogo I had the erin." writes Mra. Tillie Linn, of Rnv.t RUrti
icei iixe a new person. I believe that the Lord and your medicine
have saved my life. I was sick over two years. I took M bottles of
nll.M Ar,i: 1 -.. 1 r i-i r t: " ,. tii-
uw.uwu -1-t.u11.11 ijstovcty unu lour viais 01
Was it consumption ? The doctors said so. The
symptoms all indicated the disease. If it was any
thing else than consumption, then it is evident that
there is a disease unrecognized by doctors, which
has the same symptoms as consumption, and which
when doctors fail to cure it, is perfectly and perma
nently cured by Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Dis
covery, It always helps, it almost always cures.
Accept no substitute for the "Discovery." Insist
on the medicine which has cured others.
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pleasure would bo found largely In seeing
her Lady Tristram. What, then, would bhe
havo to say on tho question that so per
plexed Mr. Neold? Would sho not echo
Iver'u accutatlon of frnud against Harry
Tristram and (as a consequence) against
tho.ie who aided and abetted him? She, too,
would coll out "Fraud! fraud!" And ho
did not blame her. He called himself a fool
for having been led away by romance, by
unreasoning feeling.
Mcnnwbllo Duplay walked home, the hap
pier for having crossed his rublcon. Ho
had opened his campaign with all tho sur
ccs3 ho could havo expected. Now it only
remained to bring Mlna to reason. If sho
spoke tho ense would bo so strong as to
demand Inquiry. The relief In Duplay'a
mind was so great that ho could not explain
It until ho realized thnt his niece's way of
treating him had so stuck In his memory
that he had been prepared to bo turned
from Ivor's doors with contumely. Such
on Idea seemed absurd now, nnd the major
laughed,
Mlna was strange. Duplay never ceased
to think of that. Thoy bad parted on tin
posBlblo terms, but now, as soon as ho
appeared, she ran nt him with apparent
pleasure und with tho utmost eagerness.
She asked nothing about Ills expedition,
cither, though sho should easily havo
guessed where ho had been and tor what
purpose. She almost danced ns she cried:
"I've seen her! I'vo been talking to her! ,
I mot her In tho meadow near Matzon a
cottago, and sho asked me the way back
to Ulent. Uncle, sho's wonderful!"
"Who are you talking about?"
"Why, Cecily Gainsborough, of course. I
Just remember how Lady Tristram spoke.
She speaks tho snmo way exactly!' I can't
describe It, but It's the sort of volco that
makes you want to do anything In tho world
It asks. Don't you know? She told mo a
lot about horsolf; then sho talked about
Ulent. 8bo'a full of It; she admires It most
tremendously "
"That's all right," Interrupted Duplay
with a malicious smllo, "llccnune, so far'
ns I can understand, she happens to own
It."
"What?" Tho Imp stood frozen Into
stillness.
"You'vo been talking to Lady Tristram
of JUcnt," he added with n nod, "Though
I supposo you didn't tell her so?"
"To T.adv Trlstrflm of Illontl" Sim IibiI
never onco thought of that whllo tbey
Ull 1
Marion
ut, iicrcc i-cucis,
talked. Tho shock of the Idea was grtal
so great that Mlna forgot to repudlata
It or to show any indignation at Harry'
claims being passod by in contemptuous
silence. All the while they talked sho had
thought of the girl as far removed front
Ulent, as even more of u visitor to tha
countryside than Bho herself was a won
derful visitor, Indeed, but no part ot their
life. And she was well, at the least sha
was heir to Illent! How had she forgotten
that? Tho persistent triumph of Duplay'a
smllo marked his eense ot the success ot
his Bally.
"Yes, and sho'll bo Installed thero bofor
many mouths are out," ho went on. "So I
hopo you made yoursolf pleasant, Mlna?"
Mlna gavo htm ono scornful glance as sh
passed by him and ran out onto her fa
vorite torrace. There was a now thing to
look at and wonder at In HIcnt. She forgot
tho proBo of thnt marriage arrangement and,
turned eagerly to tho pootry of Cecily
Gainsborough of tho poor girl thero In the
houso that was hers, unwitting guest ot
the man who wns Tho Imp stopped her
self with rudo abruptness. What had she
been ubout to say? What bad she beca
about to think? The guest of the man who
was robbing her? That had boon It. Hut
no, no! She did not think that. Confused
in her mind by this new Idea, none the less
she found her sympathy going out to Harry
again, Ho was not a robber; It was his
own; tho blood, sho cried still, and not the
law! Hut whr.t wna to bo done about Cecily
Gainsborough? Was she to go back to tba
little houso In London? Was she to t;o
back to ugliness, to work, to short com
mons? There aocmcd no way out. Between
tho old and tbo now attraction, the old
allegioueo and the new claim to hoinsgo
that Cecily made, Mlna Zabrlska stood
bewildered,
Ilut Major Duplay was rl content with
tho day's work, If his nloco had a divided
mind she would be easier to bend to his
Mill, 11" did not caro who had Dlent, It
only It passed from Harry, Hut it was a
point gained If Mlnu could think pt it
passing from Harry to somebody who would
bo welcome to hor there. Then she would
toll tho story which nha had received from
her mother and the first battle against
Harry Tristram would bo won. Tho ,fx-
cltcment ot fighting was on tho major now.
Ho would neither pity the euemy nor dis
trust his own cause till the' strife was doat.
(To be Continued.)
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