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, ‘4.F_Ffif¥‘-’~"“ O Through Storm and Sunshinc "Some one's mischief." he grumbled to himself. but after a time he felt uncomfortable. Lord St. Just had lorbhdden the boat to be touched, Ind. if he saw it on the river, would be displeased. Besides, who had hunch-ctr] it? None of the servants had touched itâ€"none dare. Lord St. lust would never dream of taking it nut. Surely the boy’s hwl not been near. He hastened his steps as he saw. Lord St. grounds. "My lord," he said. "the pleasure boot is on the river, upside down." Lord St. Just looked displeasedâ€"he did not like his order to be disobeyed. "Who has had ilt out, Simmons? It was not safe." he said. "I cannot tell who has touched it. my lordâ€"I do not know who would dare to do so. The cars are missing too." Lord St. Just, touched his horse with his heel and galloped to the bank of the river. Yes, there, surely enough, the “Bluebell” was flouting upside down. Lord St. Just looked puzzled. \Vho could have launched the boat after his express prohibition? He wail ed until the gardener came up to him. "Have you no idea." 'he asked. "who has done this?" The man replied "No." Suddenly he looked into his master's face. "The young gentleman who is visiting here, Imy lord." hie saidâ€""would he be like- ‘ly to touch the boat? Perhaps hehas not been told about it." y "I never mentioned it to him," re- 'plied Lord St. Just, startled. ( may be. my lord. he has Just riding through the ‘, "Then. taken it outâ€"and, finding it leaked, ‘let it float away. But where are, the ears 3" l Lord St. Just leaned for a minute against his horse’s side. He grew faint, pale. sick with a deadly fear.l He saidâ€" | "Go to the house and ask forâ€" But i no. hold my horse, I will go mysclf.l Oh. my wife, my wife!”q l Heaven only knew how he reached the house. The servant who openedr the door looked at him in wonder. Lord St. Just placed his finger on his ‘ lips. "Where is her ladyshlip?” he asked. in a low voice. "In her own apartment, my lord." was the answer. "Do not tell her that Ihave re- turned,” he said. And then he hastened up to the “nursery. \Vhat was the horrible fear i that went with himâ€"that clutched. his heart with an iron handâ€"that stopped his breathâ€"a terrible, awful, deadly fear? He had seen the two {boys running in the sunshineâ€"where were they now? Great drops of agony stood on his brow. Strong man as he was, he stood with the doorâ€"handle in his hand, not daring to turn it; then he tried to reassure1 himself. “How foolish I am!" he thought. “They are very likely here, and all right. Heaven have mercy on me i" He went into the nursery. Frank was playing alone, the nurse sewing at the window. The child came up to him and clasped his knees. "Papa," he said, “I am not” friends with Harry and Arthur. I wanted to drive and Arthur would not let me." , “For Heaven's sake, hush, my. boy l" ‘said Lord St. Just. He tried to quiet the horrible emotion that was rapid- ly m:ls:cring him. "Nurse," he said, “where is Master Dorm-an andâ€"and Muster Arthur f" ’l‘hc woman looked up wth a placid smile on her face. "lhcy are playing in the grounds, my lord. Master Dorman came for Master Arthur some time since." “fl;th they never returned 2" askcJ, hoarscly. “No, my lord," was the quiet reply. "they have not." "Do not tcll Lady St. Just that l have been here," he sail, as he has.i.y quilted the room. He went back to the river-st le. Two or three of the men were standing now by the bunk. They lookel at him with wistful. scared faces, and one of "\\'c are ufrali, my lord, there has been an here on the river. These ears were picked up under the bridge near llertonâ€"they belong to the boatâ€"and, my lordâ€"â€"” The man hesitated. "Go on," said Lord St. Just. "My lord, one of the keepers says that he saw a boatâ€"our boatâ€"on the river, quite an hour ago, and that a young gentleman and a little boy were in it." They fell back. scared at the terri- h 0 them. drawing ncar, saidâ€"â€" accident ble cry that came from his lips. as he fell like one stricken (lead to the ,‘ground; he lay so only for a few! mo- : ments, then he rose. shouting wildly-â€" l "The dragsâ€"get the drags! But be ‘silent. menâ€"it will an: her lt'lyship.” I On the swift, clear, deep river, with Kits reeds and scdges, with water- ? lilies on its bosom, and willow , branches bcn'ling over it. on the love- lly, laughing. gleaming river the sun was now shining, and the restless wa- ,tcr looked like a golden stream. The men dragged it, while the un- ‘ happy falhcr stood by, his white wild :faoe raised mutely to heaven. ‘, Half an hour afterward the missing lwcre foundâ€"surely the bright sum- ] mcrâ€"sun had never shone upon so and a sightâ€"little Arthur clasped in the ]elder boy’s arms. I They laid them side by side on the lgreen bank. while Lord St. Just, ikneeling by them, lriezl frantically 'to bring back some sign of life. "It is of no use, my lord." said one Vof the men, pityinglyâ€""of no use at gallâ€"they are stone dead." l Stone dead, the slander, handsome .stripling who was lhat week to have found his inheritance and his name! Stone dead, the lovely, laughing boy twho had passed him so short a time since laughing in the sunshine! The ’pink rounded limbs were still, the shining curls all wet, the laughing eyes closed, the sweet lips white and fixed. Alh. it was too terrible that) .this still cold body should be that of his lovely boy! Oh, if the sun would but cease to shine! [ He raised the little body in his arms, the called it by a thousand tender ,3 names, with all the passion of a man's 1love and grief he kissed the quiet ‘face. He opened the white lips and tried to breath in themâ€"it was all in , vain, and he laid the child down again {with a cry that was never forgotten lby those who heard it. Presently he looked round. "\Vill any of you men," he said wildlyâ€""fathers anti husbands your- selvesâ€"tell me how I am to break this news to my wife ?" It had to be told. \Vh/en be enâ€" tered her room she saw something in his face that caused her to spring from her chair and cry to himâ€"- "What “IE it ?” \Vhat has happen- ed?" He held her in clasped to his breast. “My darling,” he said, “the worst that could happen to us has happen- his arms, fast f edâ€"the worst." "It is Arthur,” she cried, her thoughts flying straight to the best: loved object. on earthâ€""Lt is Ar- thur, Adrian!" Holding her clasped to his breast. his strong arms round her. he told her all. She did not faint or cry; she. neith- er wept nor swooned, An awful calmness came over her; she turned a face to him] that he never forgot. , "Adrian," she said, in slow, measâ€" ured tones, "it is Heaven’s punishâ€" ment of my sin. They are both dead, you sayâ€"the boy Irobbed and my son, whom Imeant to put in his place? They lay locked in each other’s arms under the cold deep wa- terâ€"my little boy and the brother l robbed I You are sure they are dead? The light has gone from my darling's eyes, and his little lips are closed. Oswald's arms were round him, you say? So my sin is punished. Oh, just Heaven, let me die!" He the unconsci- ousness that came over her. Many long days and nighisâ€"many “’t‘t‘tkSâ€"[Xlssetl before Lady St. Just know what was passing around her. They could form no satisfactory conjecture as to how the 'had happened. it sccmcd reasonable to suppose that Oswald had discovcrcd the boatâ€"house. and, seeing the boat with its oars lying idle. had resolved to use it. He know how to rowâ€"it was one of the things Gerald Dor- man had taught him. He must have' offered the little one a treat; and the child, knowing no better. was probably delighted. They might have rowed on until the boat filled, orâ€"what seemed more probableâ€"the little child might have leaned over to grasp at a water-lily, and, in so doing, have upset the boatâ€"that seemed not unlikelyâ€"and the elder one, springing after him to save him, perh-tps caught him in his arms, and t'hey were both drowned almost blcsscrl acci'lcni together. The two so strangely united in death were laid in the beautiful grounds of Nuiwell chruch, while the unhappy mother lay battling with death. On Lady Sit. Just's recovery there was no need to tell the secret, nor to reveal who it was that tried to save her son from drowning, and in so doâ€" ing lost his lifeâ€"no need to tell the sin of her lifeâ€"time. \Vhat Vivien St. Just suffered in her illness was known only to her- self and Heaven,. She recovered in time. and in time another little son was born to her, but she never lav- iislhe-don anoihcrchild the passionate love she had given to little Arthur. It was four years after Arthur's death that the little boy came. and she named him Adrian, after her noble husbandâ€"Adrian Ncslie of Lance- wood. But she never told him of his title that was to be. She did not hold him as an idol to be worshiped, but in the dewy summer evenings, when she wandered by the riverâ€"side, she prayed that he might make a good man and be kept from sin. She was neven the same again. She recovered from her long illness; she had a lovely little daughter who grew up the picture of herself. She took her place in the world; she fulâ€" filled every duly; she was a model wife, a true lady, a true friend, a noble motherâ€"but she was never the same again. In her room at King's Rest, hangs the picture of a lovely laughing boy with a noble face and sweet, dimpled cheeksâ€"a picture that she shows to no one, but before whichi she likes to stand in the twilight or when the sun throws a golden light on it. Underneath is written, "Arthur Neslie, heir of Lancewood;" and in the green churchyard at Nutwell there rises a marble monumentâ€"u broken columnâ€"bearing the name of Henry Dorman, telling how he died. There was no need to reveal who Hen- ry Dorman was. The secret lay dead and buriedâ€"the sin of a life-time was ended. As years passed on and all things techs blasted tierves dressed "to have! Life. The movements, the functions and the very life of each and every organ of the body are under the direct. con- trol of that great organiqnâ€"the ner- voru system. \l'helher weakened and t-xlrtu~tcd by overwork, worry or disease, the effect is always to produce dcrangenients of ‘ the most serious order, and the result is usually paralysis, locomotor ataxia, prostration,cpi12psy or insanity. \Vhtâ€"‘n nervous, irritable, sleepless and despoxitlent, revitalize the wasted! nerve cells by using Dr. Chase's )crve. Fool] (pills.) Don‘t \\"1iL for nouralgic pains and nervous headache and dysâ€" pepsia to drive you to the use of the gl'f‘ilt UGI‘VE I'L‘S‘KUI‘RILIVL‘. Mr. Joscph (icroax. :2.‘ Mcicalf street, Ottawa, ()nt., \xiltcszâ€"“l was mr- ous, bad headache and brain fag. I was restless at night, and could not sleep. My appetite was poor, and I suffered from nervous dyspepsia. Litâ€" tle business cares worried and irritat- ed me. After having used Dr. Chase's Nerve Food for about two months, I can frankly say that I feel like a new man. "My appetite is good, Irest and sleep well, and this treatment has strengthened me wonderfully. Dr. Chase's Nerve Food Pills are certainly the best lever used, and Isay so be- cause lwant to give full credit where it is due." Mrs. E. McLaughlin. 95 Parliament street. Toronto, statcszâ€"“My daugh- ter was pale. weak, languid and very nervous. Her appetite was poor and changeable. b‘he could scarcely drag ,hnr elf about the house, and her nerves ‘ were completely unstrung. she could not sleep for more than half an hour at a time without starting .u,p and crying out in excitement. “ As she was growing weaker and ,weaker, l lJt‘L'allle alarmed, and obtain- ed a box oi Dr. (‘ltass's Nerve Food. 5h? iii-Til this ll'f‘diul‘llt for several weeks, and from the first we nollccd a (lecitlgtl improvcmcnt. llcr appetite be- ‘cantc better, she gained in weight the color came back to bar face, and she gradually became s11 ug and well. I cannot say too much in favor of this wonderful treatment, since it has proved slirh a blessing to my daughâ€" it‘r.q Tilâ€"c longer you delay treatment, the more distant will be your recovery. Nervous diseases never wear away, but gradually get worse. Dr. Chase‘s Nerve hood, pills, is the only prepara- Ition which is certain becanuse it con- tains in condenScd form the very ele- natul‘e which go to form new nerve tissue. It cures by build- ing up the system, 50 cents a box, at all dealers, or Edmanson, Bates & Co., Toronto. l l l . l ments of Dr. Chase’s News Feed I prospered with him. Lord St..lust gradually forgot the tragedy. l-‘ran- cis was to have King's Rest, \. lrian to have Lanccvxootl, and his luvcly young daughter was to be richly dow- t-red. lie was himself one of the most popular men in England, and it plwasctl him that rich and poor. Krf‘ilt and small, in high and lmv, should unite and charity was wit bout blessing his wife. wil bout p-tr- praising They said lvr bounds, hm» allt'l. "\Vhat are you thinking of, \‘ivi- 0T1?" :Hllt'd licr husbtntl one day, long aflpr those events. S‘lll‘ looked at 113m wilh herbo-tuti- ful. (lurk, mysllcal cyt‘s. goodness "I. am dunking,” Sll‘, still. slowly, "how strange it was that. after pre- tending 0\\\'(llll was rivt-r, hc fill’llllll be drowncd in a river eventually." drowned in a “Try to forget. it," advised Lord St. Just, he knew not whit butler counsel to give. Did she forgot it? People said she must be happy. She was beautiful, wealthy, good. She had a devoted husband, lovcly children. Mic hold a high position; she was blosstl by every one who knew her. But her face, beautiful with a calm. unearth< ly beauty, has a wholc story in itâ€" that story is th.a sin of her lifetime. The End. for m A HOROLO GlCAL ACHIEVEMENT. One of Ihc Mast Hull-resting ('locks of IIH‘ ('cnnn-y. Messrs. William Potts 8: Sons, the well known clock makers of Leeds, England, have just constructed for that city what is claimed to be the greatest horological achievement of the century The clock is a huge one, and in it are combined many features of the most remarkable clocks in the world, such as those at Borne and Strasburg cathedral. The huge clock dial, which is of polished copper with the figures in- scribed upon it in blue, is flanked up- on either side by a mailâ€"clad knight, each holding above his head a battle ax, which serves to strike the gongs at. the quarters and hours. Above the clock, upon a kind of perch, stands a large cockerel. In front of the dial is a platform. \Vhen the quarters of the hour are reached the mail-clad knights strike their ,gongs. Immediately on the loft hand side of the dial a door opens au« tomatically, and there issues forth a British soldier in uniform. “'hen he reaches the center of the platform he halts and salutes in precise military manner. He then passes on to the left, and is followed by a kilted High- lander. who repeats a similar perform- ance when he reaches the middle of the platform. Then coems an Irish- man in the old dress of his country. brandishing a shillelah; then a Canaâ€" dian boatman with his paddle, and flu- ally a Hindoo, wearing his turban and loin cloth. ‘When the figures have passed round the platform they disap- pear from sight through door, which closes automatically upon the last figua‘e‘s exit. Then the corkâ€" bird overhead flaps its wings, raises its head and gives th'ree lusty crows. The figures are manufactured of copâ€" per bronze, while many of the other parts of the clock are constructed from gun-metal. The cscapement is the double three-legged gravity of Lord Grimthorpe, who is probably the greatest living authority on clocks and bells. another â€"â€"_*__ THE NEW INVENTIONS ARE ALâ€" WAYS THE OLD ONES DONE OVER. It is really one of the most astoniâ€" shing things in the phenomena of human lntciligcnce, the incapacity of the mind to create anything worth having, except as the slow result of other men‘s experience. It is tacit- ly accepted as true that nothing really new is ever invented. \\'ith ill its vast gains in physical science, ind still more in the Scientific method of study, the present epoch, is, with regard to that which is as yet un~ :lionght of, much as the sixteenth rninry was towards that which had not yet crossed the boundirics of its :onception; and invention or a pt'clentlr'd invention which does claims l0 do something, not yet asked forâ€"not sought forâ€"not on the note- books of wouldâ€"be investors or piring inventors is as if it were nun- an 0! LIS- existent. _+_ “SOLITAIRE” DOBIINOES. Dominoes is quite a game for peo- ple who understand it, and one may play dominoes solitaire. A Cliftonian who has a husband devoted to it has purchased for him a handsome set made of tnother-ofâ€"pearl. SAVED rout BOY.- HE HAD BEEN WEAK AND AlLlNC' FROM lNFANCY- A»: llc Grow 0ld--r lll~ 'l‘ruultlc llu‘rcmc and "I" I’..rrms Tlmllghl lllm Dtmmctl to an lmalltl's I.Il'c~ \r. W“ St-cmcd ti llanh' l'lnk I'llls ('Ill'l‘d Ium “'llcn Ilopc ll .1] Almosl lN‘pal-ictl. From the Post, Thorolti, Ont. )Ir. ,l'amt-s Dtbiuli and wife an of lhe best known residents 0. the town of 'l‘horoltl, where they] hth passed many years. In their family they have a little son, alt Ilhough but. ten years of age. has us- poricncol much affliction, his pttrcnts l‘XDt‘lltlf‘ll many a dollar in the search for his renewed hcallllâ€" all in vain, however, until Dr. \Vil. lllllLs" Pink l’ills were brought into .\ Post :rcportttr hearing ol' the cure called at Mr. Dabaultl's cosy homo and received full particulars from Mrs. Dabaul l. ". am pleased,‘ said Mrs. Dabuuld, "to have the‘ pub- lic. made aware of the facts of my boy's case if it is likely; to help Some other sufferer. Charley is now ten years of age. In infancy he was a delicate child, but from. four to seven hc scarcely pissed a well day. A! four years of age he began to C01l1~ plain of frequent headaches, which later became almost continuous, and soon symptoms of general debility developed. llis appetite was poor and hc grew pale and emaciated,\ and the least exertion caused a severe palpitation and. fluttering of the heart. and dizziness. At times there was considerable derangement of his stomach; a blueness of the lips antlt a shortness of breath. He woull often lie awake at night and rise in the morning haggard and unrefreshedi During his illness he was treated by two doctors. Both differed in the diagnOs-is of his case. One said it. cararrh of the stomach, and while his treatment was persisted in there was no improvement. The sec- ond also attended him for some, time with no better results. Some time after my attention was attracted by my aunt td Dr. VVilliams' Pink Pills, and about September, 1897, [pro- cured the pills and he began taking them. \Ve had long before come to the conclusion he would be an invalid for life, but believing it a duty I owed to my child to procure all means of relief, Iwas determined to give Dr. VVilliams' Pituk Pills a fair l \\'o \le0. and USP. W215 trial. The good effects of the first box was apparent, and five boxes were used, which were taken in about six months’ time, when he was strong and well, and could attend school, and play and frolic as other healthy boys do. As every symptom of his Old trouble has vanished, I consider his cure complete. The pills have certainly done him a world of good, as nearly three years have since passed away and he has not scena sick day in that length of time. I shall ever feel that. we owe our boy's health to Dr. \V'illiums‘ Pink I’ills. and believe that their prompt would relieve much suffering." Dr. \Villiatms2 Pink Pills are just as valuable in the case of children as with adults, and puny little‘ ones would soon thrive and ‘yow fut un- der this treatment, which has no equal for building up the blood and giving renewed strength to brain. body and nerves. field by all dealers 1.186 or sent postpaid at 50c. a. box or six boxes for $2.50, by addressing the Dr. \Villiams Medicine 00., Brockviile, Ont; Do not be persuud~ ed to try something else said to be “just as good." -â€"â€"oâ€"â€" WHAT ECONOMY IN COAL MEANS. If the American political economy, as indeed many do and all should, she would be conscience stricken and declare herself a miser- able sinner because of the way she Housewife knew wanes fuel. Kitchen fircs strong enough to run an engine broil the breakfast chop. The furnace is heat- ed with coal and forgotten until the house is unbearably heated; then windows and doors are thrown opcu [0 cool it off, and no one lieetlsthat energyâ€"liratâ€"sufficient to work won- ders in producing wealth is being cast to the winds. The same housewife who permits this wrong is sensitive to the fact that llt‘l‘ moral and. in- tellectual acts the fu.urc of unborn tfl‘llal‘ullons is conditioned. She knows she has it in her powerâ€"lb“ power of every individualâ€"to increase or dim- inile the moral force of humanity. Is it not worth while l'.‘l:lt!lLllJel‘lllg, too, that sh ('Illflts it in her power to increase or diminish the industrial force! The greatest single factor of industrial force is coal. The housewife who pm-onomiz-s coal does something more than S'H'e her husband's money. She is conserving for all humanity a necessary of life. on which, in the first instance, the bread and butter of present and future generations de- pend.