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“Man proposes, Heaven disposes.” Never was truer proverb than this. Time passed. Lady St. Just‘s two boys grew in beauty and intelligence; the world wenl. well with her. She was so happy now that there were times when she even forgot the sin of her life-time, when the shadow fell so completely firom her that she no long- er remembered that it existed‘ when she was so entirely, so completely hap- py that she forgot everything else but {be sunny present. She was not ungratefuhto him, but those letters saddened her so greatly that she wished they would not come. Had her sin prospered? It seemed like it. At times she grew frightened at her own happiness. “Hus Heaven pardoned me '1?“ she asked herself when she looked round her. "Has Heavgn Enrgiveu me 3" she asked herself when 511': lacuna m thewfaée of her ‘ ‘ ,L-IJ She heard at rare intervals from .Gerulld, and his letters were so sad that they made her unhappy for days after they came; they always ended in the same manner, by his telling her that before he die'd he hoped to see England once again, and herself also. a St. Just; to her he was Neslie of Lance‘wovod. All her pride, her ambi- tion, her love of her name, lived again in this boy. He was the world to her â€"dearer than her husbandâ€"and her elder son, dearer than her life. Befou‘e he could speak she had map- ped out the plan for his education. She would teach him to liveâ€"as she had doneâ€"«for Lancewood; she would teach him that love of his race. pride in his name, was next to religion; and in him, this beautiful, noble son bf hens, all the glory of the Neslies should shine again. The child was to take the name of Neslie as he grew older. He was to make his home at Laneewood as soon as it was possible, and in her thoughts phe arranged that he should marry some fair and noble girl, whose name would reflect luster on their own. He was a fine,. noble, sturdy boy, this second son of hers, Arthur Neslie, who was to be lord of Lancewood, He had a Neslie face, with his mother‘s beautiful dark eyes, and sweet sensi- tive mouth. She had a peculiar love for that child quite different from her love (or the other. In this one heu‘ own ancient race seemed to live again. She never thought of him as " My darling wife,” said Lord St. .Tust, with a puzzled face, “ why are you giving yourself so much trohble? Why are you thinking-(N all these things ?” “ It would almost seem like it; but. Vivien. the prosperity would not par- ion the singâ€"that would have to be accounted for. Why do you ask me Inch a strange question 9" "I was womdeging about it, last nigh-t. Suppose that you had some- thing that you put to a bad use. and that I, by fraud, took it from you. knowing that I could put it to a good and noble use,â€"should I have been Justified in taking it 1’” "No, that would simply be theft," he replied. “Suppose that a» bad king reigns over a kingdom, ruins his subjects. disgxaces his country, and ruins him- Ielf; and suppose that another king, wisar and better than he. takes his lovemeignty from him, and rulei in his placeâ€"would that be theft." “I should say not." replied the bus- band. "I have not done much toward en- IighLening you, darling.‘We will talk it over when you are stronger and better." "But the act is the same, the only dilffeu‘ence is that one theft is on a much larger scale than the other." "My thoughts ran that way.” she replied; " and‘ I grew puzzled.” akaâ€"loved child. " This little one shall be a Neslie," said Lord St. Just. " We will call him Arthur, after your fathei', and he Ihall have Lancewood. So, Vivien, my darling, once more you will see Ar- thur Neslie Lord of Lancewood.” He wondered why his wife‘s beau- tiful face suddenly grew pale and her lips trembled. He wondered still more when. after lying quite still, thinking deeply, she said suddenly. "Suppose that a man stoIe titty pounds. and that that made the founâ€" dation of his fortune,-â€"should'you say that sin prospered ’l" Another little son was given to her and then Vivian's happiness was quite complete. "Adrian. do you think a. sin ever Woepera.” " My darling, what a question! How can sin prosper 1" CHAPTER XXXIX.â€"Continued. H Through Storm and Sunshine As he entered the room, Lord St. Just thought he had never seen so pretty a picture as the beautifufdark eyed mother mad the lovely luugthg children presented. He went up to thzm, and tried [HUlghlneg to'clasp all three in his arms. He part1ally succeeded. The breakfast-table was a pretty sight in itse‘hf, with its costly silver, dehczne china; flowers, and nchlycut glass. Lady St. Just took her place, with a child ovn‘euch side of her. They talked and prattled gayly. Lady Sf. Just smiling as she listened. when the (column entered with the let- tors. "Nonv," he said, "I hold in] my arms all that 'is Iovehest, most precious, dearest 1.11 the wide world. But we must have some breakfast, children,’ he added; “these fresh May mornings make one hungry,” "va2 me Ihe stamps, papa." cried little Francls, who had a {me 0011:0- Liou In a prn‘ate box. ' "Let me read the letters first, Frank," 11: replied, Jaugl 37011 Elm“ have them all." Presently she heard a noise, and. turning, sanv the little ones behmd her. They were handsome children. The eldest ’boy, Francis, was ass faxr as one of Guido’s angels, with golden curls and a rosellmd face, the young- est had his mother’s dark eyes and dark hair, amouth like a cloven rose, a noble face like V'Lvteu's, full of fire and intelligenceâ€"a child that one knew by instinct would grow in- to a noble man. The elder was five years old, the yournger four, yet they were almost the same height. "Mammal," owed the children, as Lady St. Just turned round, "we have rum away from the nursery. Let us have bréakfasi here with you.” Then because she knew she lowed the younger one best, she kissed the elder one flrsl. T'uklng them bolhby the hand, she led them to the win- dow and showed them some of the pretty opening bru‘ds. "You shall stay with me," she said. “Papa will ‘be here soon; you shall take breakfast with us, because you are good." S): little dreamed as she spoke what woqu happen before that breakfast was over. She was looking more beautiful than ever on that fair May morning. The fresh. perfumed air brought a color to her face. her dark eyes were filled with happy light. her mouth wore a grave, sweet smile, the wondrous wealth of dark hair was simply ar- _r_u‘n‘ged.â€"a rose, with a deep glowing harmsâ€"1de a rose nestled in the bodice of her WERE dress. Tall, graceful, the years seemed to have fallen from her as she stood there dreaming with a happy smile on her lips. Until the day of heu‘ death, she re- membered cine May morning when the sun was shining brightly and she was in the breakfast-ruoim of Herton Hovu5e waiting fur Lord St. Just. The room was a beautiful one, guy with rose-hinted Chintz and white laceâ€"gay with scented-flowers and the small fire that burned in the grate. The open windows looked into a square, pretty garden. all filled with rose: and mignonette, Lady St. Juet’e favor- ite flowers. One dark, and one gold- en little head peeped in at the door, and Vivien, who was looking at the flowers from the window, did not .see her sons. Lord St. Just had always made a. point of being in London for the sea- socn. He had a magnificent mansion the-re, Herton House, a fine large house near Hyde Park. There all the leading men of the day rallied round him. There. too. his beautiful, grace- ful wife held her courtâ€"the graceful dark-eyed woman whose bearing and manner were as Lhose of a queen. To know Lady St. Just was to proclaim onesle known. Second-mte people did not firequent her houseâ€"it was not the resort of the light. the gay. or the frivolous; the talented. wise and no- ble met there. and she had some rea- son to be proud of the society she gathered around her. CHAPTER XL he letters first, laughzngly; “than During such nights nerve force is consumed at u trpmeudous rate. . instead of being restored and reinâ€" vigorated for another day‘s work the body is further weakened and ex- hausted,_ and the mind is unbalanced by this terrible wast; of energy with which the lamp of life is rapidly burn- ed out. _ [It is in this despairing condition that many men and women attempt to She stood before the mirrow. fast- ening the shining mass of hairâ€"a sweet, no’ble woman; and she forgot all about the letter. She saw it when the servant came in to clear the talble. "You have forgotten this, my lady‘" he said, handing- il to her. "My begging letter,” she thought to herself. "Now let me see who is in trouble." She stopped for half amoment, as her husband had done before her. to note the clear, bold handwriting, thmn she opened it-â€"opened it wi.th the May su-n shining in and th3 rose- leaves lying around herâ€"opened it with a Smile on her lips which was never seen there again. The room seem to wth round her. a red mist settled over the white pages, then died away, and the let- ters stood out in ch-u‘ncters of fire "\Vill you come, to me at once, T9 5.5% Mthmfi $Eaep s Warsa Than So she played oh with the little ones, while lhe letters lay on the table, among them the one with the large white envelope. She had given one careless glance at it, but _Lhe handwriting was quite unknown to her. It was so plain, bold, and leg;- ble, that in her own.mind she decided that it was a beggmg-letterâ€"they were generally fur beLter written than any others; and in her own mlnd shye deyided also that whoever wanted Then the game ended. ‘ur ‘ for the children, and they .were dis- mLSSEId w1th a hundred lovmg cares-b ses. “I am all in ruins," sand Lady St. Just, with a smileâ€"the rose leaves were scattered all over her dress, the masses of dark hair were all umlasL- enedâ€""and 1 made such a careful ,toilet thls morning,” she added. "Those Children grow so strong, Admam.” “They have noahtng else to do but grow,’ said Lord St. Just, cheerfully. Them he bem over his wufe. " You are: always Iocvely, my queen," he said. "I like to see you with your halr loose. The- Children know “th suits you.’ ii‘Yofi are a flatteret. Adnan,‘ she said, as Lord St. Just in bus turn quitted the room. Sleeplessness s an Unmistakabie Symptom of Weak, Exhausted Nerves, and is Permanen'tiy Cured When the System is Bum up D} DR. BHA$ES NERVE F303. To pass a single night in the vain Attempt to sleep among the miseries which one can ngver forget. . To lie awake night after night with the brain on fire with nervous excite- ment and_the thoughts flushinnge- fore the mind in never ending variety in the common experience of persons whose nerves are weak and exhaust- To lie awake night aft the brain on fire with m ment and _Lbe thoughts tore the mind in never e is the common experien who-Se nerves are weak ed. llt is in this despairing condition that many men and women attempt to drug and deaden the nerve by the use of opiates. There is a reacxion to all such Lreatmen’t that is doubly injur- ious to the nervous system. It has- tens the decay of the nerve cells. partial paralysis. locomotor ataxia, completely restore the nerves by us- ing Dr; Chuae’a Nerve Food. a treat- "Ne/var mind the letters, ViVIen,“ returned Lord St. Just. “Nurse will be here soonâ€"the letters can wait.” "Give that to mamma, Art," he said; but the child having hi: own little notion of fun, saidâ€". "Now, Art, glve 1t [0 me," sald Lady SI. Just: and'the boy, knowing at once when .ahc meant what she said, gave it to her. But he was not to be cheated out oi his romgâ€"her made agrasp at the rbse in h:s mohar’s dress, and scatterâ€" ed the red leaves {far and wide. Vulnen ran miter him. caught hum 1n her arms, and kissed him. “You little rogue!” she said, "Adrian I cwnnot attend to my letters while the children are hereâ€"we must send them away.” 111g Dr. Chase's Nerve Food, a treat- ment which goats right down to the foundation of [he difficulty and ef- fects permanent rvsuils by revitaliz- ing the wasted nerve cells. IL was but an invitatlon to romp, and Lady 81. Just rightly judged it to be so. Mother and child played with the letter. It was terribleâ€"as though a child playing wilh the gleam- ing handle of a sword that was about to slay him. "Here is one from Ryan," he said, "he will be coming next week; one from your jewellers. Vimen, and one (gr you I'm a hand I do not recognize What a clear. bold, legible hand! "The Lady St. Jlmt. Horton House, Hyde Pdrk.” "Mamma, see if you can get this," and ran away, trying to hlde hlmse‘It behmd a large chalr._ He turned over the envelopes cau‘ Iessly. He gave a large white envelope to liLtIe Arthur. {In the world‘s greatest I‘eatorativn to! pale, weak. nervous men. women and ‘childn‘en. It is specific for woman‘s ills. because they almost invariably arise from exhausted nerves. 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"There is something wrong. I sure," thought Joan Habloy ag “ but Heavvn only knnww what it “ Nothing. I hope; but, my lady, you have gut yowr anxious look backâ€"a look I have not seen on your face since before you were married.” “ Have I? Then I ought to be ash- amed of myself, and I will driva' it away. I shall not take‘the carriage,” She continued. “Will you get me a cab yourself? I do not want remarks made about my going out. Get it yourself, Joan, and dress yourself to come with me.” Faithful Joan shook her head grave- ly, as she hastened to obey.’ “She may say what she likes, but I am sure there is something wrong. That is just the troubled. harassed look she used to wear, and I have not seen it on her face for many a. long day.” “I may tell-you, Joan, where I going.“ she said. “ Mr. Dormun is me: and has sent for me.” "Do n01 foiget\ Lhut we shall have a party," he reminded herâ€""a poliucal mViwemâ€"and I shall want You " 1 will not fou'get,” sh-ermm then hastened to her room. “I am going out," she said to the faithful Joan, who still remained with her. "No, nut my Iiding-habih-a plain dress and a shawl. Joan, you must go with me. I am nervous." The maid looked at her mistress. " There is nothing wrong‘ my Lady, I hope ‘i” she said: " What should be wrong, Joan l” asked Vivien. ,Tbe address given was Victoria street. Regent's Park. The writing on the envelope was strange to 1181‘. that in the letter she recognized as Gertrld'Erâ€"faint, crooked. almost ilv legible, still she knew it was hll. Them he was in Londonâ€"h: had re- turned from Axneriw'l How strung-s that ha him not told her 1121. “as coming! How strwuge that Gerald should be dying and she no: know! He had scrambling to say to her. Wth was it(" A1 deadly, horrible [var that she could not d-escrfloe, and for which she huJ no name, came over her; a sudden smbtle instinct told her that what he had to say was concern- 1:113 her sm. He could not die untilhe had seen her. Why? She did not hold the peace of his, soul in her hands. Why :flwuld he say that? Thenn she re-l proacth herself to» having aloolxsh tear. He had loved her very dearly, (his poor secretary; he had loved her with a mad, insane warshlp. He wantedonlylolook on her face again and laid her in everlasting adieu. She solid to herself, "Dow-n with this foolish coward rem" What could there be to say conceu'ning hel‘ sun? It was repented of; the poor boy was deadâ€"the whole matter buried long ago. “'hnt need for fear? "I will gq alt, once,” she said. She ruse from her sealt, but: wag ootmpelledlto wait some llelle tlme; she trembled like an aspenâ€"hear. A‘fterr atlme she‘ walked up to her room. She met Lord St. Just on the stairs, and turned away lest he should see the allorr of her face; then she looked a bar him. "Adrian," «he said| "I shall not go out ridmg with you this morning. I am going out about some business of my own." "Very well, my darlmg," he repllled, cm‘elossly.» He would sooner have thought of questioning ablshop about th 1heoIogy than his wife about her movements. "I may not state you until dmner." she said, "I cannot tell how long I may be delayed." ton Lady St. Just? I am dying. and I cannot die until I have seen you- Come aloneâ€"I have something tosay Do not dslay~come 10â€"day. "From your devoted, "GERALD DORMAN." ,T.he address given was Victoria DR. CHASE‘S NERVE FOOD To Be Continued. ain is.” ONE THING NEEDFU-L. Irzue Father, of pretty girlâ€"W'hat! Is it pussible you are here again after the treatment you received last night! Yuung Munâ€"Yes, sir. When you kicked mu downstairs and set the dog on me, the animal turn a large piece from my trousers. Irate Fatherâ€"Well, isn‘t that emjugb. “'hul' more do y’Ju want? Young )quâ€"lf it isn't too much trouble, sir, I would like that piece of cloth 1 might as we]! tell ye before we 53 any fu'lhur, said the witness, who had been getting rather (he better of the lawyer, that ye needn‘t expect to rattle me by askin‘ £001 questions. No? retortnd the lawyer. Nuw. I'w raised three boys, an’ got two grandsons thui’s keepiu’ me train- ed all the time. - Carrmges are moved by 811113. .SeuL of huuqr at Lhe left. Visiting curds four feet long. Schuol children sit with their backs lu the teacher. . Eire“ urks are always set off in the daytime. Backward, Lurn backward, uh, time in your flight; make me a kid again just for to-night; with the freckleg and warts lpribsessed long ago, and the dear little st‘o'ne bruise that grew on my toe“ Give me back my old kite with its dogâ€"fennel tail, for the kind [ fly now always lauds main jail, Back to the river once more let me mum till ithe gleaming arrives, and when I get home take me out to the woudshed and there let we dance to the tune father played. on the seat 01 my pants. Au Allack ofl.n Grlppe left the Sulfate] “'rnk. Nervous and l-anuebledâ€"â€".t Vlc- IIIII ol' lnnonlnin and lit-art. TI'JIIIIII‘. Naturally every sick person to whom help is promised, will ask, "th5 the remedy been successful! Whom has it helped 3” We cannot better answer these questions than by publishing testimonials received from grateful people who are anxious thht at her sufferers may profit by their ex. perience. One of these grateful one: is Mrs Douglas Kilts, of Perry Sta- tion, 0111., Mrs. liilts says: "Three years ago [had a. very severe attack of la grippe, and the disease left mo in an extremely worn out, nervous, and enfeebled condition. The net. vousness was so severe as to have nlh must resulted in St. Vitus dance. sleep fursook me. I had bad attacks of heart trouble, and the headache: I endured “ere someLhiug terrible. I had no appetite, and was literally fading away; lwas not able to work about the house and was so weak that 1 could scarcely lift a cup of tea. GIVE WAY TO VIGOR, HEALTH'AND HAPPINESS. 51'hey drink nine hot. Old-men by laws. \\ bile is worn as mourning. 'l'he'u‘ babies seldom cry. 'l'heir campus points to the south. '1 be family name comes first. Carriages are moved by sails. POINTS ABOUT THE CHINESE Gloom and Despair ANTS '[‘0 GO BACK TRAINED