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‘Rex." she said, waving her hands an hm shoulders and looking down into his face, "tell me, has Pluma. Burl- hurat refused yvouY Tell me what is the matter, Rex. I am your mother, 3nd I have the right ta know. The on.) dream at my life has been to sea Pluma your wife; I can not give up that. hope. If it is a quurrel it can be euin adjusted; 'truc love never runs snooLh,‘ you know." "IL in not that, mother," said Rex, wearin bowing his bead on his hands. Then something like the truth seem- nd to dawn upon hdl‘. "My son," she said, in a. slight tone of irritatio-n,"P1umu wrote me of that ‘little occurrence at Lhe lawn fete. Surely you are not Ln. love with that gu'l you were so [ooLshly attentive to â€"-tho overseer’s niece, I believe it was. I out: not, 1 will not, believe a son of mine could so Mr [orget his pride as to indulge: in such mad. reckless folly. Rmmumner, Renard," she cried, LI). a voice tairly trembling with suppressed nge, "I could never forgive Sud] an act of recklessness. She should umer mu here. I warn you." CHAPTER XIX.â€"Oontin ued. "Be has had a quarrel with Plums," be thought. “Mother,” said Rex. raising his head proudly, and maeung the ilashmg learn of her eyes unflinch‘ngly, "you must not spank an; I-cnn not listen to it." 'By what right do yen forbid me to spank of. Lhat girl as I choose 8" she domgnded. in a voice hard and cold with intense passion. Once or twice Rex paced the length of the room, his arms folded upon his breast. bu'ddenly he stopped before hor. With white, quivering iipa Rex ansv Voted back: “She Is my wuie l" The words were spoken almost in I whisper, but they echoed like thun- der through the room. and seemed to repeat themselves. ova: and over again, during the moment of utter silence that ensued. flex had told his piti- ful sacral, and felt betLer already. as if the worst was over; wh‘le his anther stood motionless and dumb, glaring upon h.m wiLh a baleful light in her eyes. He had dashed down 111 a single Instant the hopes she had .built up for long years. "Let me tell you abuut it, muther," he said, kneeling at her feet. "The worst and bitterest part is yet Lo comm" "Yea, tell mo." his mother said, touraely. Id. Without lifting up his head, or rais- in; his voice which was strangely sad 11nd low, Rex told his storyâ€"every wprd of it; how his heart had gone out to the sweet-faced, golden-haired little creature whom he found fast alloep under the blossoming magnolia- tlflee in the morning sunshine; how be protected the shrinking. timid little, creature [mm the cruel insults of Pluma Huthui-st; how be persuaded her to marry him out in the starlight, and: how they had agreed to meet on the marrowâ€"that morrow on which he found the cottage empty and his child-bride gene; of his search [or her.andâ€"dh,cruelcst and bittcrest of tillâ€"where and with whom he found her; how he had left, her lying among Um clover, loving her too madly to outta her, yet praying Heaven to strike him dead than and there. Daisyâ€"sweet little, blue-eyed Daisy ,wae false; he never cared to look upon "I soon rammed of my' harshness," he. and, “and~ I went back: to Elm- Mend; but, oh, the pity of itâ€"the pity of itâ€"I was too late; little Daisy, my hide, ,was dead! She had thrown her- ; 1f dawn a shaft in a delirium. I 'would have followed her, but they held mg back. I can scarcely realize it, another," he cried. "The great won- der is that I do not go insane." k woman‘s face again. He spoke of Daisy as his wife over and over again, the name lingering tenderly on his lips. ‘He did not see how, aL the men- ‘tion. of the words, "My. wife," his mothor’a [aoc grew more stern! and rigid, and she clutched her hands so tightly togother that the rings she ,wore bruised her tender flcah, yet she did not seem to feel the pain. ' She saw the terrible glance that leupad into his eyes when- he mention- ed Stanwiok‘s name, and 1mm he annd his Loeth, like one silently binthing a terrible curse. Then his [voice fell to a whisper. Mrs. Lypn had heardâ€"but one wordâ€" 1“Dead."> This girl who had inveigled 'bu‘ handsome not: into a 10m marrmga “What is the gxrl to yuul" she ask- Heiress and Wife. was dead. Rex was freeâ€"free to marry} the bride Whom she had selected for him. Yet she dare not mention that thought to him nowâ€"no. not now;] she must wait a little. No pity lurked in her heart for the poor little girl-bride whom she sup- posed lying cold and still in death, whom her son so widly. mourned; she only realized her (mi-Lug Rnx was free. What mattered it to her at what bit- ter a. cost Rex was free? She should yet see her darling hopes realized. Pluma should be his Wife, just as sure as they both lived. "l have told you all now, mother," Rex said, in conclusion; "you must mcmiort me, for Heaven knows I need all of your sympathy. You will forgive me, mother" he said. “Yow would have Loved Daisy, too, it you had seen her; I shall always believe. through 5 me enoxmous vill.1iny, Stanwick must have tempted her. I shall fol- Lmv‘ him to the ends of the earth. I shall wring the truth from. his lips. [must go away." he Griegâ€""anywhere, everywhere. trying to forget my great sorrow. How am I to bear it? Has Heaven no pity, that 1 am so sorely itried 'l" At that moment little Birdie came hobbling into the room. and for a brief inrzvment Rex forgot his great grief in greeting his little sister. “Oh, you darling brother Rex," she cried, clinging to him, and laughing and crying in cne breath. "I told them to wake me up sure, if you came in the night. I dreamed I heard your voice. You see. it must have been real, but I couldn‘t wake up; and this morning I heard every one saying: ‘Bex is here, Rex is here,’ and I could- n’t‘ wait another moment, but I came straight down to you." Rex kissed the pretty little dimpled face, and the little chubby hands that stroked his hair so tenderly. “\Vhy, you have been cryinl , Rex," she cued out, in childish wonder. "Sea, there are tear-drops on your eyelash- esâ€"one fell on my hand. What is the matter, brother dear, are you not happy 7" Bdee put her two little soft white arm:- around his neck, laying her cheek claso to his in her pretty, childish. caressing way. "You must run away and p'lay. Birdie, and not annoy your brother,” said Mrs. Lyon, disengaging the child‘s clinging arms from Rex‘s neck. “That child is growing altogether too observing of lat/e." "Ohild!' crled Birdie. "I am ten years old. I shall soon be a. young ladyllke Boss and Gertie, over at Glen- grove." "And Eve," suggested Rex, the shadow of a smile flickering around his mouth. ' He tried to laugh lightly, but the laugh had no mirth in it. "No. not like Eve," cried the chfld, gathering, up her crutch and. s'un-hat as she. limped toward the door: “Eve is not a young lady; she's a. Tomboy; Shb wears short dresses and chases t he hounds around, While the other two wear silk dresses with big, big trains and have beans to hold their fans and handkerchwfs. [am going to take my new books you sent me down to my old seat on the stone wall and read those pretty storie‘s there. I don't The Symptoms and Dangers of the Deadiy Epidemic Which is Driving se Many to Eeds of Sickness-"Efi’sctive Treatment Described. Chill followed by fever, quick pulse, severe pain: in the eyes and forehead. rnd- dull pains in the joints and mu:â€" ales. mark the beginnings of 1a grippc. There in also hoarserncss, inflamed air passages and obstinate cough, furred tongue, distress in the stomach. and diarrhoea. The one unmistakable fea- ture of la grippe is the depressed spir- its and weakness and debility ot the body. {With the very young, and very old, and with persons of low vitalily, the dangers of la. grippe. are very great. Pneumonia of a violent and fatal form is a frequent result. It is also claim- ed that very many cases of consump- tion can be directly traced to la grippo. The after-effects of la. grippe are most often fe/lt in the nervous system. The extreme debility in which this disease leaves its victim is more than most nervous systems can endureâ€"paralysis or prostration follows. The most successful doctors advise their patients to ovoid exposure to cold or overâ€"exertion. ind recommend know if I will be back for lunch or not," she called back; “if I don‘t, will you come for me Brother Rex." "Yes, dear," he made answer‘ "of course I will." The lunch hour came and Went, still Birdie did that put in an appear- ance. At last Rex was beginning to feel uneasy about her. "You need not be the least «alarm- ed," said Mrs. Lyon, laughing-1y, “the child is quite spoiled; she is like a romping gypsy, more content to live out of doors in a Lent than to remain inâ€"doors. ,Sho is probably waiting down on Lhe stone wall [or you to come for her and carry her home as you. used to do. You had better go down and see, Rex; it. is growing quite dark." And Ibex, all unconscious of the strange, innsible thread which iat'e was weaving so closely about him. quickly nude his way through the IasL-gathering darkness dawn theold [amillar path which led through the odorous orange groves to the old at one wall, guided by the shrill treble of ,B-Jdle'a childish voice, which he heard in the diswma, mingled with the plaintive murmur of the sad sea-waves ‘â€"tho&a waves that seemed ever mur- ‘muring in their song the name of Daisy. Even the subtle breeze seemed {to whisper of her presence. CHAPTER) XX. "I am very gratetul to you for the service you have rendered my little sister,” said Rex, extending his hand Lu the little veiled figure standing in the shade of the orange-trees. "Al- luw me to thank yaw Lor it.” Poor Daisy 1 she dared not speak lest the tones of her voice should betraj her identity. “1 must for evormore be as one dead to him," she whispered to her wildly beatmg heart. Rex wondered why the little, flut- tering. cold fingers dropped so quwk- ly from 1115 clasp; he thuught he heard astillad 51gb; the slight, delicate form looked strangely familiar, yet he could see it was neL'Lher Eve, Gerty, 1191' B683. She bOWed her head with a. few low- murmured words he scarcely caught, and. the next instant the little figure was lost to sight in. the darkness be- yond. “Who was that, Birdie?" he asked, scarcely knowing what prompted the question. Alas for the memory of childhood! p001 little Berie had quite forgotten. “IL is so stupid of me to forget, but when I see her again I shall ask her and try and remember it then.” “IL is of no consequence" said Rex, raising the little figure in: his arms and bearing her up the graveled path to the house. As he neared the house Rex observed there was great oonfusion among the servants; there was a. low murmur of voices and hghts moving to and fro. "What is tha matber, Parker?’ crled Rex, anxiously, of the servant who came out to meet him. "Mrs. Lyon is very 111, sir," he ans- wered, gravely ; “it is a paralytic strcko the doctor says. We could not find you, so we want fpr Doctor Elton at' once." It seemed but a. moment since he had parted from his mother, in the gathetmg twilight, to search for Birdie. ’His mother very ill â€"dear Heaven! he could scarcely realize it. “Oh. take me to mother, Rex I" cried Birdie, clinging to him piteously. "Oh, it can not. it cannot be true; take. me to her Rex!" both general and local treatment,such as Dr. Chase‘s Nerve Food to shrengthcn and tone the system, and Dr. Chloe‘s Syrup of Linseed .and Tur- pentine to loosen the cough and pro- tect the bu‘onchial tube-s and lungs from threatened complications. Any honest and conscientious doctor will belLyou that this combined treat- ment, recommended by Dr. Chase can- not be surpassed as a means of reliev- ing and curing l1 grippe. and restorâ€" ing the weakoned and debilitated body to its accuutomed vigor. Dr. Chase‘s Syu'up of Linseed and Turpentine is too well known as a cure for bron- chitis and severe chest cold: to need comment. Dr. Chase's Norve Food woksout the weak spots in the system and builds them up. It rekindle: the Rim} of persons- wenkanui by dis- ease. worry. or overâ€"exertion, and can- not possibly be equalled as arestor- ative and reconsttuctant to hasten re- covery from {a} g‘fppa: and to prevent sarimis constitrzdéfill complicationi. For saie bv :11 dealers. or Edmafiaon. Rates; 8.. Company, Toronto. The Sound of hushed weepmg {ell upon hm ears and seemed to bring to Him a. sense of what was happening. Like one m a dream he hurried along the corridor toward his mother‘s bou- doir. He heard Ins mother's voice call- ing for rum. "Where 1.! my son‘f' sue moaned. He opened Lhe door quIetly and went in. Her dark eyes opened ieebly as Rex entered, and she held out her arms to him “It may not be as bad as you' think, mother," ha said; "there u always hope wlflle Uficre is life." | A cry came truul Rex‘s llps‘ She clung to hxm, weep It was the first time be h tears m his mother’s eyes. touched beyond words. She mused her face to her son's, and he saw there was a curious whiteness the soft, sweet moonlight. A large nightâ€"lamp stood upon time table, but it was carefully shaded. Faint glim- mers of light fell upon the bed. thb as cosLly velvet hatxgmgs, and on the upm it. The large, maganlcent room was quLte .m shadow; soft shadows filled we corners; 1116 Whch sLuLueLLes 81631de m the darkness; one Dhud was half drawn, and through Lt came “Jute, drawn Law that my on me p.1- lows. wan the gray shadow of death uLealmg sunny over 1tâ€"Lne mun, mu” look that comm only into eyes that dean: has begun. Lo ufllkcfl. “Oh. my son. my soul" she cried; 'thank Heaven you are betel" HAS mother had never been demon- strauve; sue uau DUVCL' canal Lur many 0&1'05365; UUL fluh' [161‘ mu S [0V0 seemed he: umy cannon. “mefl she said, o‘uugmg close to him, “1 [eel that. 1 am uJ‘ug. Send them all awayâ€"my hours are number- edâ€"a mist. used mu.qu: my Laue, “ex. Oh. dear Heaven! 1 can not see youâ€" ] nave lost. my night â€"â€" my eyes grow dim." Rex clasped her in his arms. This was 1113 lady-mother, whose proud, calm. serene manner had always been periect-whase fair, praud fiace had newer been stained wah tearsâ€"whose lips had never been parted with sighs or worn with entreatiea. ‘ It is a sad fact that the floral tri- ‘butes to the dead from their living ‘friends fade and become unuightly so soon. The following recipe for pre- serving flowers enables them to be kept almofil indefinitely as a remind- er of friendly good-will. "Mather, (16.11 mower,‘ he cried, "tkmaro is no pad; in Luis world 1 waulnl not undergo (or your dear Sake. I ' he cnuu, k.ssmg the sLLLfeuing “pa. a‘ne laid her hands on the handsome head bent bctore her. "Heaven bless you my son," she mur- mured. “0n, hex, my hope and my trust are m yuul’ sue waded. “pom- fort mt. (mun meâ€"I have suffered so muou. 1 have one last dying‘ rednest to make of you, my son. You will grant my prayer, flex? burely Heaven would- not let you retuse my last re- quest!" lnto this thin and transpnrant mus dip the bloesoms or. if found more con- venient, brush them quickly with a small brush. so as to give them a. very thin coat that will cover every part of each petal, und this will form I. cu- ing about them that will entirely ex- clude the air and prevent their wither- mg. l: was so new to hlm, so terrible in its novelty, he could hardly under- uund it. He threw his arms around her. and clasped her closcly to his breast. To preserve the flowers they should be fresh and firm. of pure white or delicate tints, without green leaves. If a bouquet is to be preserved with- out tlking the flowers aput the leaves at least will have to be replaced with some other substitute. 1: the process does: not apply to them as well as to the flowers themselves. Take paraf- fino of the best quality and melt it in a tin cup set in hot water, which may be kept boiling around it so u to keep the pat-affine in I liquid state {or use. The transparency of the metal ren- ders this coating almost or quite in- visible. so that the flowers present that natural appearance which con- fititutes their peculiar charm. Green leaves, it preserved in this way, must be coated 'with green wax, or with paraffine prepared with the addition of green powder paint. Chomp green is best. Lighten to thy tint required by adding chrome yellow. {Wax leave: well made. may be used to very good advantage. or moss will answer very well for a background or foundation for:- the flowers. Afire enzme is merely a water pitcher. KEEPING F U NERAL FLOWERS To be Continued. ‘ng biltcriy. 1d ever! seen and he was Among the best known and most respected residents of the township of Gainsboro, Lincoln county, Ont.I are Mr. and Mrs. Peter Boomer. For a long time Mrs. B-eamcr was the Vic. tim of a complication of diseases‘ which made her life one of almost constant misery, and from which she nearly dispaired of obtaining reliel. To a reporter who recently interview- ed. her, Mrs. Boomer gave the follow- ing' particulars of her illness, and ul- timate cumzâ€"J‘For some nine years I was troubled with a. pain in‘ the luck. and neuralgia, which caused me unspeakable misery. The pain in my back was so bad that whether sitting or lying down, I suffered more or less torture. My appetite left me, andIsuffrered from headaches accom- panya-‘d by attacks of dizziness that left me at times too weak to walk. My nervous system was badly shat- tered, so that the slightest noise iwiotuld startle me, and my sleep at lnigh-t was broken by sheer exhaus- tion. I was under the care of three different doctors at various times. ‘hut did not succeed in getting more than the merest temporary relief. I also used several advertised medl- cings. but with no better results. I was finally urged to try Dr. Willllml' Pink Pills, and got half a dozen boxâ€" ‘es. In the course of a. few weeks I noted considerable improvement, and as a consequence, I gladly continued the use of the pills for several months. with the result that every symptom of the malady left me. and I was able to do my housework without the least trouble. As several years have passed since {have used the pills. I feel safe in sayina' that , the cure is permanent. and the result also verifies the claim that Dr. .‘ Williams’ Pink Pills cure when othea medicine fails.“ The reporter can I only add that Mrs. Baamer's present _ oondiltion indicates a state of perfect L, health, and speaks louder than mere . words can do, the beneth these pills have been to her. BROUGHT ABOUT THROUGH THE USE OF DR WILLIAM’S PINK PILLS. Mr». Peter noumrr Tells flow These l'llll vae and “or From Year-10f Noni-.llxlan l'ulns After llnclun and ollu‘r llcdlclneu llzul I-‘allell. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills have re- stored more weak and ailing women and girls to robust health than any other medicine ever discovered. which in part accounts for their popularity throughout the world. These pills are sold by all denlers or may ba had by mail aft 50 cents a box. or six boxes for $2.50. by addressing the Dr. Williams Medicine 00., Brookn‘llo, [n the back hall he found 1 rough looking man trying to op-an 1 door that led into the bdck yard. The burglar had unlocked the door and was pulling at it with all his might. The lawyer. seeing the mbbor's pre- dicament, called to him: TLME'S PRANKS. Every one notos that the passage of time seems now swift and now slow; but it in not given to every one to exprelss his cognizth of this fact in Mrs. HorILhy‘s bewildering language. A lawyer who worthily bears adia- thguish-ad name occupies an old-insh- ioned mansion on the edge of New York. His sister, who lives with him, bolls a. laughable story which is re- porbad in Harper's Round Table. 11- lust‘rating his coolness and love of method. Race)qu his sister tiptood into kin mom sometime after midnight, and told h'Lm she thought burglars were in the house. The lawyer put on‘ his dressing gown and went down stairs. It does not open lhat way, you idiot! It slides back! The Belgian chamber has resolved that every M. P., shall be atotal ab- otainerâ€"ut least during the hours when be u “flouting as 1 [minute]; Sure, an' yiatherday the hours vns dragging at me heels as if they'd stones tied to thim, remarked the good woman as she bent over tho scrubbingâ€"board. wrestling with Mr. Herlihy‘a one white nbirt; an' here's toâ€"day they‘re galloping that fast. We meailf can‘t even catch the tails av thim. Yisth-erday at this toima. she con- tinuyed1 after one fearful glance at the clock in Um corner. yiatherday at this tonne it was nowhere: near 1111! past tin, an‘ to'day it's all but twilvel RENEWED VIGBR. PARLIAMENTARY TEETOTALISM‘ COOL AND METIIODICAL.