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"Mulstt what?" she asked, despair- lngly. "W'e muslt appeal to the law. But until that time, dear Miss Nestle, live to hope." She remembered so well the tameinoyed at finding him there, and at}over vulerieg‘ Wu”, of propriew‘ she before when be had called her "dear Miss Neslie," and she had been anâ€"‘ noyed at it. Now matters were so al- tered that he was the only friend she ‘hlad to rely onâ€"the only one who could comfort or advise her. \Vith a sudden, frank, sweet impulse she held tout her hands to him. . "You are a true friend," she said. " What should I do in my trouble but for you 2“ And if she could have given him thc whole world she could not have made him so proud and happy as thuse few words did. There was nothing for it, she saw. but patient endurance. All hupc of anything good from Valcrie 'was at an end. Several days afterward Valerie said to herâ€"- ” You rczuicmber, , Werc lately discussingâ€"the engage-l ment of a tutor for Oswald? 1 am glad to say that I have succeeded in my wish; Henrie de Nouchet has con-| sented to come." "Miladi" was looking at her with laughing, mischievous eyes. ! Through Storm and Sunshine lself, " Not exactly a cousin. then, but la distant relation." , The tutor bowed, and. said her lady- ship “ honored him greatly,“ Vivien 'spoke kindly to him, but shc was an- the very familiar terms on which he seemed to be with Lady Neslie. He lborwed low before the queenly beauty, whom dark, proud eye seemed to awe him. He did not at first enter into conversation with her, He wasquiet- ,er, too, after her entrance. He took the child in his arms, but Oswald did not seem to like him. ! "Your eyes are black, and Idon‘t ; like your face," he said. with his usual charming frankness. " I like Mr.Dor- won best." The tutor’s face darkened. "\Vh‘o is Mr. Dormant" he asked after a few minutes: and " miladi " re- ,pliedâ€" ' " A nondescript. He was my late hus- band's secretary. He is secretary, l (steward, agent, and everything else Vivien, what we now to Lnncewood. He has rooms in thc Abbey. Sir Arthur thought it more convenient than for him to live 'away." "1 seeâ€"a kind of upper servantâ€"â€" trusted confidentially.” " Yes," replied " miladi." "No," said Vivien, joining suddenly "It will be such a relief to me t0.in the conversation. “ Mr. Dormanwas have some friend of my own, I can trust near me. Henri (16 Non- chet is very clever, of coursc. In the years to come Oswald will go to your. favorite place, Oxford, and then Iin-l tend Monsieur de Nouchet to succeed .Mr. Do-rman." t Vivien said nothing. \Vords were all useless. : " Vivien," continue-d " miladi" “I hope you will find it worth your while to be civil to my friend. not, you know the alternative. I am quite determined that the house shall. so be made comfortable for him." i For the sake of the healvy stakeâ€" the honor of her houseâ€"â€"she restrained diningâ€"room. Her heart burned within ' d whom I If you are, 'a valued friend of my father‘s, and now he is a valuable friend of mine." With 0. puzzled glance the tutor looked from one to the other. " Miladi" smiled significantly and said someâ€" thing to him in an undertone in French so rapidly that Vivien could not hear it; he only looked at her the more attentively. Then the din- ner~bell rang; and she saw " miladi" take the lutor’s arm. " Do you mean Oswald to dine with us, Valerie l" she asked. "Certainly," was the abrupl reply~ Miss Neslie took the boy's hand and followed the laughing pair into the she said, coldly, "I will decide in the morning." She thought to herself that perrpfl ,the morning might bring her wiser counsels. " Miladi" Seemed perfectly in- ]different. Vivien played until she Was .tired, and then she took :l book. She read until long past their usual hour lof retiring. Valerie and the tutor were lstill talking and laughing. Vivien de- lcided that hchver painful it. might be. it was her duty to remain. \Vhat- 'ever shield her prcscnce could throw would throw. ‘ It wos nearly midnight when Valerie 1 rose and saidâ€" . "I am losing my beautyâ€"sleep. Vi- vien, are you not tired l" Monsieur do Nbuchet bowed proâ€" foundly over her ladyship‘s jeweled hand; Vivien never even raised her eyes as he bade her goodâ€"night. Miss Neslie could not sleep; she was rest css and miserable. What did this, 'horrriblo familiarity moan? How Would it end? How was she to keep the honnr of her house stainless and sca'thless? The next morning she rose, hoping against hope for better things; but. when she went down to the breakfast room, the tutor was there. and there was no excuse this time in the fact' of the boy‘s being present. He had the favorite chair, in which her fat her. .hlad preferred to sit; he asked if the .pmpers had arrived; he named a dish that he should like for luncheon. If‘ -lh,l:lf breakfast had lasted much long-‘ er, Vivien's patience would have giv- 'en way. He conducted himself in ev- ,ery Way as though he had been masâ€" ;‘ter of the. house. Miss Neslie could hardly trust herself to think of it. After breakfast the horses were brought round. Her ladyship descend- :ed, looking very bright and bonny in ther ridingâ€"hubit. She had a pretty. jeweled riding-whipâ€"Sir Arthur‘s gift‘ -â€"in her hand. * ’ l l “i shall not ask you "gain to Join ‘us, Vivien." she said laughineg. “l l have remembered the old adageâ€""Two , "' So rest are company, three are none. the onuH of the decision did not .aftcr all with Miss Ncslie. ’ She watched them until out of sight, nd then. with dismay on her face and espair in her heart, she went to conâ€" l a the burning passion of her indignant her, her angry scorn was so great ,Su“ Gerald Dmmum l pride. Alas, if slllt- went, what wouldfihnl she with difficulty restrained it, " \Vhat must I do?" she cried to h) the present state of things, become â€"l‘or she had to uphold the honorof ' him in pausioato wrath, u What- mn y of Lnncewood? "Alas, my father," sighed the un- happy girl, " what a. charge you have; left to met" her race and must have no public ex- pit/sure. As usual, Valerie took her seat at do? If I speak to Lady Neslio, she will only be defiant and make malâ€" ters Worse. Hus such a thing ever “he head "i the “blew the tutor being been heard of. that a .man should be Shc was somewhat surprised tofind'on her right hand. Vivien, Whose face taken into a house and Menu", like. that Lady Neslie had selected {woof the best rooms in the house for the tutor. He had a sittingâ€"room that land been in fonmer years a stateâ€" rooan, and one of the finest bedrooms.“ “ He is no common person.“ said "miâ€" ladi," proudly. " For any one like Mr. Dormun I should not think of arrang- ing such rooms; but Monsieur de Non-L Chet is a French gentleman anda disv tent relative of my own." ° "I always understood that the D'- Estrs were a wealthy fa.1n-ily," observ- [ed Vivien. "erw is it Iht‘ll this genâ€" tlcmun is compelled to work for his. living ‘f" ' " Miladi " cough. “My dear Vivien," she said, “.my' father was a D'Este, my mother a De Nouchet -all poor." I The rooms were prepared, much to Vivien’s secret annoyance. Another saddleâ€"horse was boughtâ€"one that would do for Monsieur do Nouchet. "Do you intend your son's tutorto spend much of his time in riding '2" Vivien asked; and Valerie, with a. sneering laugh. repliedâ€" " \Vhat my son's t'ulor will do will be seen when he comes." ‘ He came in May. Apparenin he was in no great hurry to accept the Dn‘it that Lady Neslie had offered him. He osane in May, when the lilacs were budding, and the laburnums gleamed like, yellow flame among the trees. 3 Vivien looked on in wonder that was almost fear. It was like the arrival of the master of the house rather than a paid dependent. The cal‘l‘iuge was sent to the station to meet himâ€"din- ‘ner was delayed. ' " Henri is accustomed to dining well," said “miladi,” “He would not ll'ike any ordinary kind of dinner.“ "But," inquired Vivien, "will your son’s tutor dine with us every day, :Valeric l“ .‘ "My film and his tutor," was thei ,wary reply. “ It is high time that the fchild began to learn manners." ‘ "But surely our luncheon would do ,for their dinner,“ said Vivien, " I nev- Bit heard of such an arrangement as, that." I "You are likely to hear of several arrangements that will startle you," remarked "miladi," with a laugh. "I have only this to sayâ€"that, if you? doi not choose to dine with my relative,’ whh is also my friend, you need not: trouble to dine with me." 5 SU. in sheer despair, Vivien watch-i old the course of events. and on thel fourteenth of May Henri de Nouchetl ,first entered the Abbey. l CHAPTER XXVI”. . Miss Neslic was somewhat startled; when she entered the drawing room, ,on the day of the tulor‘s arrival, to, .find him seated there. laughing and. conversing with Lady Neslic on the] most familiar terms. They were scaled .side by side on a fauleuil, and Oswald! was playing near them. Her ladyship, had laid aside the last vestige of her, Impurningâ€"the widow's cap had long isince disappeared, She looked radiant" .111 a dinner-dress of roxe silk and white lace, with diamonds gleaming in her ,hmir and round her throat. Henri de‘ ‘Nltuchel, with eyes full of zilliniratiori,l ,W'ts gazing at her, when Vivien sud<i 'denly entered the room. Hc rose quickly, looking with won- dering owve at the tall, stately glrl Whose noble, beautiful face and white throat rose statuesquely from aclou-d tDI soft black tulle. Valerie rose also, land introduced Monsieur de Nouchet in a few words. "A cousin of mine. she said, and ,then, in reply to a laughing remon- ,strance from him, she corrected her- littlvl coughed a very and the De Nouchets wcrc,‘ u burned with shame and humiliation saw the wondering lonks of the servâ€" ants; she noticed the old butler‘s gaze as it rested indignanin on Lady Nesâ€" lic. She could imagine the comments, the gossip, the disgust of the few faithful retainch lel Monsieur de Nouchct tried hard at first to engage her in conversation; he \vis must polite and rlefcrcnlial’ he paid her compliments which she received in perfect silence. " He does no'l'know his position," she thought; " a tutor has no right to place hinmelf. on an equality wi:h me." Then all her late good resolutions returned to her mind. if she would benefit O:wald by talking to the man, obnoxious as he was to her, she would certainly die so; if she could interest him and try to make him understand her views concerning the child. she would trample under foot all (â€"unaller feelings of annoyance and urnrtificatoinâ€"«she would rise above all more personal feelings, and do her duty. ' She was sorely tried; before dinner even was ended it was patent to her as Well as to the servants that the tutor would br- to all intents and pur- poses, master. Lady Neslie consulted him, deferred to him as she would have done to Sir Arthur, the finest wines in the. cellar, were ordered in for him, messages were. sent that the cook must prepare a certain number of French dishes every day. Lady Neslie asked him if he Would take coffee in the drawingâ€"room, and he went there with them. Vivien was horrorâ€"stricken. What new terrible evil was this which had befcillcn the unhappy house of Neslie? She would fain have escaped to her vwn room but that she feared the com- .ments that the servants would make if. she left Valerie and tho tutor tctc- aâ€"tete. The boy was dismissed, and Vivien fancietlâ€"~:~hc was not sure, but she fanciedâ€"dbat she heard Valerie say’ to Monsieur dc Noni-hetâ€" " You will not be troubled much with him." She asked herself whether she was :in some terrible dream, some waking nightmare. She went to the piano and began to play. Valerie took no no- tice of her and the tutor resumed his place by " miladi‘s" side. They laugh- ed, talked, jexted; the dainty bloom deepened in Vzilcric‘s faceâ€"she wusall brightness and smiles, while Vivien looked up in silent dismay. Suddenly Lady Neslie crossed the room to speak to her. "Vivien." she said. "Monsieur do Nouchet and I are going to Ladypool toâ€"morrow. It will bc a pleasant ride: will you go with us '3" The question was simple, the an- swcr difficult. Vivien asked herself if shc could condesccnd to nrlke a third in such a party. Her heart rebelled against the bare ids-i ; she could never bring herself to be on with them. seem to identify hersclf with them or that they should attract atten- tion by riding about the country alone. A sudden escape from the dilemma oc- currcd to her. "To Ladypool?” she said. “ Why. Valerie, there will not be time for that if Oswald‘s lessons begin. "Monsieur de Nouchet will take a holiday just to look about him," she said. "I have promlsed to show him the country; you can please yoursu‘f :is to going with us." " Heaven help me," erie.“ for I know not what "I will make no engagement now“ [bought Va?- .0 no," equal terms . Then conscience risked hcr . which was the \Vtrl‘st‘â€"â€"lll:t'. sllt‘ ~hould ‘ the master of it, is?" Gerald was at a loss what to do or advise; he could only try to soothe her and calm her angry despair. l ‘ "Things will probably alter in a few days," he said. "Lady Neslie evi-‘ dently likes her relative. After she has shown him the country, and the excitement of his arrival is over, she will doubtless behave differently." "And in the meantime what about the scandal?” asked Miss Neslie. "I: saw the strange looks yes-.erday on the faces of the servants. Think of the 'scandal, the comments, and the gosâ€"; sip, when it is known that Lady Nesâ€" lyie and her son‘s tutor ride out to- getherâ€"that he, in fact, lives with- n sas one of ourselves." 1 “ “'9. can only hope that, Lady Nesâ€" lie will rememl;er the public opinion, jand think twice before slle outrages git,“ said Gerald. And, when Vivien began to think matters over she saw she could only law-sit the course of events. I Things did not improve. Monsieur Idc Nouchet took luncheon with. them; the spent the afternoon loitering lthrough the conservatories with "mi- i ladi," he (lined and spent the evening |wilh them. There had been no allu- sion to the boy or his lessons. Vivien Ibpre the irregularity patiently that day, but she promised herself that she would speak on the following morn- ing. 3 How she detested the idea of sit-. n; down to breakfast with them no I l l l l l as this stranger. ‘ . l one but herself knew; yet she saw that 1 if: she gave orders for breakfast to be i taken to her own room, it would give rise to all kinds of gossip amongstl the servants, and that above all things, she wished to avoid. She went downâ€"stairs; it seemed to her that her absence or her presence was of little consequenceâ€""miladi" and the tutor were engrossed in each other. In answer to some reina rk of Monsieur de Nouchet's Valerie saidâ€" "\Vc will have a long ride 10â€"day. “'9 will go to Nuneham Park." Then Vivien seemed to think it was time to speak. She raised her llentl, in the. looked the tutor full and face. 1 " “'hen do you think, Monsieur," she asked, " of beginning Sir Oswald‘s les- SUns .’" Sonic-what taken aback this diâ€" rect attack, he glanced at miladi." " “'henever Lady Ncslie thinks well,"I he replied. l “And- that will not be just yet,". said Valerie. " You will begin when I, tell youâ€"not before. Have you any reaâ€" son for wishing to know, Vivicn ?" “Only that people will think it strange you should engage a tutor who never give~ a lesson," answered Miss Neslic. l "Never mind that," laughed Valer-I ask {It t. is: " if Mrs. Grundy chooses to l rude questions, refer her to me." I The tutor looked again from oneto tho other. “\Vho is Mrs. Grundy f“ be wonderingly. .1 lady “'llttlll to startle,” said Valcric. "i will man- asked [like to pique and ,ngt‘ my twn affairs, Vivien, thankl l .Wuf' » 1‘ And that day Gerald llcrmanu'e- isulnc'l his teat-hint:r of the boy. i To be Continued. | â€"-â€"oâ€"â€"â€"â€" ; ABOl‘T PONTOON BRIDGES. : \Vide pontoon bridges are. steadier tlll'lll narrow ones. The boats for' such structure: should not thc top, and are p? li‘t‘ll stain on tothe current. 'age by tons. ~to|l you, "is St)" (or 40). 1"“ lm“'l«aves 30, she is getting near 40.81'0W01d?" mcrscd rchlle-r ‘ll'lll nitbin a {an of 3 Should we all like to be told tn“, 1‘ Decor-sung The "l‘eel‘h. “It's a curious thing," sold the den- tist as he caught the end 01’ a nerve on a crochet nccdle and knotted up a few inches of it in chain stitch. “that. while some people consider gold fillings very disfiguring. more pcoplo look upon them as desirable decorations. l have had a great many people come In hero and ask me to put gold tllllngs in per- fectly sound front to-ctb. Of course I wouldn't do it: it wouldn‘t be profes- sional. A great many colored people want solid gold tooth where there isn't the slightest neccsslty of linvlng them. “But, the oddest request I've had yet was from a variety actressâ€"vaude- ville. I believe you say nowadaysâ€"who played here a short time ago. She came in to have a front tooth filled. When I told her that the gold would show a great deal. what on carth do you suppose she asked me? Why. she wanted to know if I couldn't drill the cavity larger and make the filling look not like a mere gold edge. but like the letter ‘J.’ She told me she was going to marry a man named John, and she thought it would be lovely to have a gold ‘J' In her tooth. , “Of course I couldn't. do that clther. :It would not be according to profes sional ethics. It would be malpractice. But that woman uttered the the price of a dozen gold fillings If I'd only make the filllng In her tooth look like a ‘J.’ ” â€"â€"Wnshlngton Post A Floral ernele. “The most magnificent floral effect I ever saw in my life." said Robert N. Wilson of the Morgan line, “was in Texas. They have a flower there call< ed the rainfiower. the botanical name of which is the cooperia. It usually blooms three or four days after a rain. t I was through the country to look after some land for a friend. and the thing Ithat struck me In that particular lo- 'cality was the utter buri't-nncss of the whole landscape. There was a low piece of land of ten acres or more that was covered with low, black vines that were decidedly uninvitlng. Four hours later, after a heavy thunder shower. 1 passed this piece of land.,and it was ‘absolutely covered with what seemed to be the prettiest flowers 1 had ever seen. It was one enormous bouquet. and the fragrance from it was almost ‘ intoxicating. “I could scarcely believe the evidence of my own eyes. but there it was, what seemed to be an unsightly waste trans- ‘ formed as if by magic into a bowar of bloom. “I made Inquiry of the natives and learned that once In a long time the rainflower bloomed in a few hours aft- er a rain. though ordinarily the bios- soms did not appear for three or four days and then usually came in the nlght."â€"New York Commercial 'Adver- tlser. Making Barrels. "Cooperage is one of the trades that i no one thought of improving until with- n in recent years, said a manufacturer, “but then the inventors and expert ma- chinists started in with such a rush that it takes a good deal of our time keeping abreast of the improvements that are cor..ing into the market every day. “The work used to be done entirely by hand, and the coopers often had to buy their hoops from a firm that made nothing else. The coopers were not well enough equipped to make all the different parts of a. barrel themselves, and often they bought everything out- side and merely put the barrels togeth- er. It used to take five or six men to do the work properly, and an hour‘s time would perhaps turn out ten bur- rels. “As the system is now, all the differ- ent parts are made by one machine, ' and only one man is needed to attend it. After the wood is fashioned into staves and hoops and braces by it the pieces are run through another section of it and come out almost immediately a finished barrel, ready to be loaded and shipped to our customers. “On a regular average about 30 bar- rels can be turned out in an hour. You can see what the saving is over the old way. Employing six men for one hour, as they used to do. we can get 160 bar- rels, where by the old system they were only able to get ten."â€"Plttsburg Chronicle-'I‘elcgraph. Chinese ArithmetIC. The Chinese rejoice in a wonderful talent for loot-curacy in every detail. For instance, a pound or a pint varies as it suits the merchant's fancy. In some part you get half or a quarter as much as you do in others for the same price and measure. Then, again. their way of calculating dlstance does not at all tally with Eu- clld. For instance, you are told from A to B is four miles, but from B to A is eight tulle-s. If you ask how this is poxsible. you are told it depends from which end you start; if you start from A, It is down till], so much easier to walk; whereas, starting from B, you have to walk up bill, which Is much more exerting and fatiguingâ€"in fact. i it is the same as walking a longer disâ€" : lance on even ground. This form of argument always amus- ; ed me nearly as mm!) as the way the Chinese have of counting a. person's “My mother.” they will When she Wonder7â€"Leslie’s Weekly. Household Worries MAKE SO MANY WOMEN LOOK PRE- MATURELY OLD. 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They are particu_ llnrly adapted as a regulator of the ailments that afflict women, and [through the blood and nerves act upon the whole system, bringing brightness to the eyu and aglow of health to the t'llceKs. Thousands of grateful “omen have testified to the benefit derived from the use of Dr. \Villiams' I’ink Pills. Among those who fl‘et-‘ly acknow- ‘ledge the benefit derived from this great medicine is Mrs. Jus. Hughes, ‘olf Droinore, 1’.E.L., aludy who p0s~ ,sosses the rt-spcct and esteem of all 1who know her. Mrs. Hughes speaks of ht'l‘ illness and cure as follows: “Until about four years ago 1- had aluays enjoyed good health, and was looked upon as one who possesseda robust constitution. Then lbegan to gran weak, was troubled with so- vert- headaches, and frequently with Violent p'iins in the region of my heart, from which I would only find euse through but applications. My stomach also gave me much trouble and did not appear to perform its. customary functions. [was treated by a skilful_ doctor, but although under hm cure for several months I grew gradually weaker and “’t khl‘ _unlil linally l was not able to“ . .eave my bed. ‘l‘hcn I called in another doctor, whose treatment, although Icontinucd for some eight months, was equally fruitless. I was scarcely able to hold my head tap, and wusso nervous that I was crying half the time. My condition can best be de- scribed as pitiable. At this time it friend brought me a newspaper in which way the story of a cure of a woman whose case was in many re- .pects similar to mine, through the use of Dr. \Villiams‘ I’ink Pills. I ‘then decided that i would give the pills a fair trial. When I began the u. o. of the pills I was in such a con- dition that the doctor told me i would always be an invalid. I used four boxes. of the pills before I no- ticed any benefit, and then I could see they were helping me. I used twelve boxes in all, covering a. treat~ merit of nearly six months, when I ,VV'lb‘ as well as ever [had been in my life, and I have ever since enjoy- Ied the best of health. I believe there ‘would be fewer suffering women throughout the world if they would do as l didâ€"give Dr. “'illiams‘ I’inll Pills a fair trial. IA medicine that is not right is worse than no medicine at allâ€"much worse. Substitutes are not right, more than that, they are generally dangerous. \Vhen you buy Dtr. Wil- liam's“ Pink Pills for Pale People bu sure that the full name is on thn wrapper around every box. If your dealer does not keep them they will be sent post paid at 50 cents a box, om six boxes for $2.50. by addressing the Dr. Williams’ Medicine C0,, Brock. ville, Ont. â€"+__ Literary Consuls. It is one of the curiosities of liters ture, says George F. Parker ln ’l‘hc At- lantic, that, although the consular serv- ice has not produced reports of either economlc or informihg value, many writers have done conspicuous work before and during service and after re- tirement. \V. D. Howells wrote some delightful books on Italy. Besides his “Life of Peter the Great." Eugene Schuyler wrote an acceptable short history of American diplomacy and translated some of ’l‘ur‘gcnefl’s nov- els. Hawthorne. Elihu Burritt. Under- wood. Bret Harte, I’onfleld, Riclnnanâ€" to mention only a fewâ€"have done not- able work in literature, but not an ofii- cial report of value. in the one case there was something to say. united with freedom of view and opinion; in the other there was nothing to say. and red tape was too strng for them. The fault is in the system, notin the men. Cooking and Eating. If we ate properly, the physlcian would lose his occupatlou. And we can eat for whatever we wantâ€"to get fat. to get loan, to be nervous or 1 plilcgmatic or to stop or encourage the ravages of discasc. An "open door“ 1 awaits them all. Is It too much to hope i that the twentieth century will see a. ‘ law compelling cooks to take a medical course? Almost There Already. Miss Fortceâ€" Yes, dear. we have been engaged for it long time. but what has' prevented me from taking the irrevoca- ble step has always been the fateful , question. “Will he love me when I Miss Tennyâ€"Don‘t worry. darling; 1 you'll soon know sownâ€"Stray Snrics.