"I would like to see Mrs. Lyon? she said, hesitatingly, to (la servant who answered her summons. “Please do not refuse me." she said. clasping her little white hands pleadingly. "1 must see her at Once. It is a ques- tion: of life or death with me. O_h, sir, please 21:0- not iefuse me. I plug! see her at onceâ€"andâ€"all alone!†CHAPTER XXII. 'In the beautipr drawingâ€"room at Whitesto-ne Hall sat Pluma Hurl- hm‘st, running her white, jeweled (in- gem lightly over the keybsard of a grand piano, but the music evidently failed to charm her. She arose list- lessly and walked tgward the win- dow. which aptde out upon the wide, coal, rose-embowered porch. The sunshine glimmered on her amber-satin] robe, and the white frost- work of lace at her throat. and upon the dark, rich beauty olf her 90th“ gm face. Her pretty, Butt blue eyes, tender with the light of love, were swimming wink tears. A mix) hope was strug- gling in her heartâ€"Rare mother might low, her because she worship- bd her only son go dearly. \Vnotul-d She send her forth from that home that (sh-0qu have sheltered her, ur would an: clasp those little cold lingers in Rex's strong white ones, as she explained to him. as only a mnt‘hm‘ can, haw ï¬adly he had mis- judged poor little Daisyâ€"«1115' wife?" Plum," called Mrs. Corliss the. housekeeper, entering the room, "there is a person downâ€"stairs who wishes to we you. I have told her repeatedly it is an utter impossibilâ€" ity-you Would not see her; but she declares she will not go away until nhc does see you." Pluma turns from the win low with gold disdain. . ,~_‘ " “ch1 should know bettexr than to deliver a message of this kind to me. How dare the impartinent, preole- ing beggar insist upon seeing me! Order the servants to put her out o! the house at once.†No, wonder her heart throbbed pitiv fully as she stole silently across the wide. shadowy porch, and, quivering from head to foot. touched the bell that echoed with a resounding sound through the 10mg entrance-hall. "Hits muthm‘ is there," she sighed. "{A-h, if I were b0 go to her and cry out; ‘Inve me, love me( I am your son's wife!’ would she cast me from her? All, 110, surely not; a woman’s gentle heart beats in her breast, a woman's tgnder ,pity. I will plead with her miimy kneesâ€"to comfort me, wto show me some path out of the pitiful darkness; I can love her be- bausae ahe is his mother.†In that one moment a wild, bitter thought swept across her heart. Dild Rex regret their marriage ’be- cause she was poor, fricndlcss‘, and mu orphan? ’,Would it have been dilfferent if she had been the heiress of W‘hvltestone Hall? She pitied herself for her ,utter loneliness. There was no one to whom she could say one word of all that filled her heart and mind, no (ace (:0- kiss, no heart to lean on; she was so completely alone. \And tfhils was the hour he; fate "Was being decilded far her. There was no sym- pathy focr her, her ixgolation was bit-v her. She thought of all the heroimes she had ever read of. Ah, no one would picture aueh a sad fate as was hers. A bright thought flashed across her lonely little heart. DarLsy drelw ‘her brea th'quickly; the color glowed warmly on bar cheek and lips; she wondered s-ha had' not thought of it Thefch Poor child! she meant to tell her all. and throw her- :elf upon (her mercy. Surely it was not wrong to gaze upon tlmt (shadowâ€"he was her bus band. How she longed to look upon his taco for [just one brief moment! Es- lrzmgement had not chilled her trust- lng love. it had increased it, rather, tenfold. No thought occurred to net that a ntra'nge event was at that moment transpir'mg within those walls, or that something was about to hap pen. No thought occurred to her of be- ing discovered there with her arms clasped around that marble pillar watching so intently the shadow of thw fro. f‘She Ls not young.†Said the vener- at CHAPTER XXLâ€"Continued. [able house-keeper. "and I thought. if graceful figure pacing to and Heiress and Wife. Every reader of this paper can reâ€" call many cases in which the after effects of la grlppe have proven fatal. How many people are now complainâ€" ing of special ailments or lingering sufferings or weaknesses which are clearly the result of the debilitating effects of la g‘rippe! The best plan is to prevent la grippe, The regular and persistent use of this if possible, or, once a victim, to apply great food cure is bound to result in yourself diligently to obtaining what I the up-building of the system, because relief you can. Dr. Chase‘s Syrup of I it contains in condensed pill form, the Linseed and Turpentine is wonder- most efficient reetoratives known to fully, beneï¬cial, because it alleys the man. ‘ inflammation in the throat and bron- {though oniy known in Canada for a 011i“ tubes» 10059115 the 00‘1811- 1.13315 few years, this famous diseovery of we lungs. and Pn'm‘t‘ Pneumonia or Dr. Chase's, the. Receipt Book author, cooElimPtmn- . ihas become generally recognized by "It is‘ha great mistake to suppose that physicians and people alike, as a great Dr. Chase's Syrup of Linseed and Tur- strengthener and blood builder. In no pentine ie I mere cough remedy. It ' case is it more succeseful than in re- is far more. It thoroughly cures theistoring and “invigorating a system cold as well, and seems to take Llielwasted by 1a grippe. \Vhether weak- aches and pains out of the bones. No uned by overwnrk, worry or disease. ordinary cough mixture could ever at- Dr. Chase’s Nerve Food will renew tain the enormous sale which this me- vigor and vitality. Fifty cents a box, dicine now has. For old and young all dealers, or Edmanson, Bates 5.; alike it can be used with perfect aai- Co., Toronto. "\V'aa Pluma so busily engaged she could not spare that poor creature a moment or sp 7" he inquired, irritably. "Where is she?" “In the parlocr, sir." \Vith slow, feeble steps, more from weakness than age, Basil Hurlhurst walked slowly down the corridor to the parlor. It was seldom he left hls own apart- ments of late, yet Pluma newer rais- ed her superb eyes from the book of engravings which lay in her lap as be entered the romn. “She utterly refuses to see me_, does she," asked the woman. in an agitat- ed voice. "when you told he‘r I wished to lace he: particularly?" The housekeeper shook her head. "When "Miss lema ornoe makes up her mind to a thing. no power on earth could change her mind," she said; "and she is determined she wo-n’t me you, so you may as well con- sider that the end of it. "Fool that I was!" she muttered through her clenched teeth. "I might have foreseen 'thls. But I will haunt the place day and night until I see you, proud heiress of “'hitestone Hall. W'e shall see» time will tell." A heavy, halting step pasud the donor, and atopped there. "I have heard that voice and seen that face somewhere," she ruminated, thoughtfully; "but whereâ€"flvhere? There Seems to be strange leaks in this brain of mineâ€"I can not rem member." "What did that woman want, M13. Commas?†"The Lord pity you, you stony- hJearted creature 1" murmured the sympathetic old lady to herself as the door closed between them. “One word wouldn’t hn-v‘e coat you much. Heaven knows. it’s mighty little coma foa‘t psor old master takes with you! You are no more like $35 bonny race of Hurlhurets than a ram is like a white dome !" And the poor old lady walked (slowly back to the dark- robed figure in the hall. ego eagerly awaiting her. Without another word the stranger turned and walked slowly down the path and away {mm Whitestone Hall. Meanwhile Mrs. Corliss. the housed keeper was staring after her with wondering eyes. She started abruptly from her re- verie, replying, Xhesitatmgly, “She wanted to see Miss Pluma, "There was no use in my going to my young mistress; I knerw she would not see you. But I suppose you are metre satisfied now." "I beg you: pardon." the house- keeper made answer, "but the poor creature begged so hard to see you I did feel a little sorry for her." "This doaï¬ not interest me, Mrs. Comliss,†said Pluma. turning toward the window, indicating the conversa- tilom was at an endâ€""not in the least.†To Get Sï¬mng After Grppe. you only won 1dâ€"‘ "Your opinion was not called for. Mrs. Corliss," returned the heiress. pointing toward the dpor haughtily. Build the System Up and Revitaiize the Nerves by Using Dr. Chase’s Nerve Food. I "Plum 1" he cried, hours-sly, rising to his feet and drawing his stately, commanding figure to its {1111 height, "I will not bnook such language from a child who should at least yield me 'obulience, if not love. You are not the heiress 01f Whiteatone Hall yet, and you never may be. If I thought you really contemplated laying waste Ithese waving field: that have been {Enough only known in Canada for a few years, this famous diseovery of Dr. Chase's. the Receipt Beak author, éhas become generally recognized by physicians and people alike, as a great strengthener and blood builder. In no ety and with absnlute assurance that the effects will be remarkably bene- ficial. ‘ If weakened and debilitated by the enervatmg effects of La grippe there is nothing so suitable for your use as Dr, Chase's Nerve Food. the great nerw restorative and blood purifier. ' The regular and persistent use of this great food cure is bound to result in the up-building of the system, because it contains in condensed pill form, thei most efficient restoratives known toI man. "Well, don’t you suppose I have eyes and ears, even if Ida not mingle with the chattering magpie: you fill the house up with? Why, I can never take a ramble in the grounds out an evening without stumbling up- on a. down or more plh‘ of simpering lovers at every turn. I like darkness and quiet. Night after night I find the grounds strung up with these Chinese lanterns, and I can not even sleep in my bed for the eternal brass bands at night; and in the daytime not a mmnent’n quiet do I get {or these internal sonata: and screech- ing trills at the piano; 1 tell you plainly, I shall not. stand this thing a day longer. I am master 0! \Vhite- steam: Hall yet, and while I live I shall have things my own way. After I die you can turn ilt into a panda mom/111m, 10m all I care." Plum tossad her head contemptu- ously. When once he: temIper arose it was quite as impossible towheck it as; it was when she was a willful, reâ€" vengeful, spoiled child. "Another man as. rich as you are would have taken their daughter to ‘Washington for a season, and in the summer to Long Branch or Newportâ€"- somewhere. anywhere, away from the detestable waving cottonâ€"ï¬elds. When you die I shall have it all set on ï¬re." “I am m I do not mean to make a hermit Iod myself because you are too oLd to enjoy the 'bcn'ghtnessx of youth,†she flashed out, defiantly; "and you ought not to expect itâ€"it ia mean and cmmmptflble of you." Pluma flashed hem large dark eyes upom his surprisedly, beginning to lose her temper. spm‘red an by opposition. "Plum!" echoed Basil Hurlhurst, in astonishment, his noble face grow- ing white and stern with suppressed excitement, "not another 'word." a yawn. “Of course I am glad to see you," she replied, carelessly. "but you can not expect me to go into pcstasies om the event, like a child in pina- fmrcs might. You ought to take it [om granted that I'm glad you are beginning to she what utter folly it is to make a rccllme of yourself.†He hit his lip in chagrin. As is usually the 03.90 with invalids, he was at times inclined to be decidedly ir-u rltable, as was the case just now. "It is you who have driven me to Seek the seclusion of my own apart-I ments. to be out of sight and hear- mg 01f the lhoruachold of simpering id- iota you insist upon keeping about you," he cried angrily. “I came back to Whitestone Hall for peace and rest. DoI get it? No" “That (is not any faultd†she ans- wered, serenely. "You do not mingle with the guests. 1 had no idea they could annoy you.†"You do not seem in a hurry to bid me Welcomg, Plumm." he said. grimly, throwing himself down into an easya chair appasite her. "I congratulate myself upon having such an affec- tionate daughter." Plume. tossed aside her book with A weary (smile broke under his sil- verâ€"white mustache. PLANTING SEEDS TOO CLOSE. Seeds are sometimes planted too clwe together. Even wheat will give good results when but few seeds are used over a certain area. It: is stated that in an experiment made, in which the planis were set out and allowed to multiply and again divided. 3. single grain produced 20.000 heads, containing 170,000 grains. which made 4 $4 peaks. of course such cultiva- tion is hardly possible on an acre field. but the experiment shows that ngrain at wheat .will produne much more than may be supposed. Inn? Ham you) net cried out un- ccami'ugly mm the goldenâ€"haired young wife and the babe you lost, and that you Wished Heaven had taken you tea)? Did I ewe: hear my mother's name upon your 1193 except with a $112ch Do you expect these things mmda that mother's child more fond otf you, were you twenty times my father 7" The feet will go where the heart is inclined. TOMMY‘S VIEW; Mr. Seltmadeâ€"Remember, children, when I was a boy I often want to bed hungry, and seldom had a square She stood up before h‘un. proudly defiant, like a beautiful tragedy queen, the aunlight slanting on the golden wines of her amber satin robe, om the long, dark, silken curls fastâ€" ened with a ruby star, and on the deep crimno'n-hnearted WSSWn-IOSGS that quiwred on her beaming breast. There waa nut one feature of that glorious- ly dark face that resembled the proud, codd man sitting opposite her. The judgmenzts of God are as lov- ing' as His mercies. The fall of the sinner is like that on? a meteor, the farther he falls the faster he is consumed. "I am your only child." said Plume.- hmughtily; "you would not rob um 0! my birthright. I shall be forced to Submit to your pleasureâ€"while you are boreâ€"but, thank Heaven, the time is not far (flaunt when I shall be able to do as I please. The mills of the gods grind slowly, but they gtind exceeding ï¬ne.†ghe quoted, saucily. "Thank Heaven the time is not far distant when l[ shall be able to do as I please." He repeated the words slowly after her each one sinking into his heart like a p)isoned arrow. "80- you would thank Heaweln ‘for nly death, would mu 2" he cried, with He was little like the kind, courte- ous master of Whitestonc Hall, whom none named but to praise, as: he stood there watching the immovable face of his daughter. All the bitterness Dd hisI nature was‘ by passion rocked. No look of (pain or anguzismh touched the dark beauty DIE that southern face at the mention] of her mother's name. "You have (spoken Well," she said. “I am her child. You speak of love," she cried! contemptuously. "Haw you mot mm mm, a thousamd Hm. you newer cared for my mother? How, then, (would I (3199?; you to care 101 He knew all she had said was quite tn‘ma. He had tried so hard to love this. beautiful queenly girl from her infancy up. He was tender of heart, honest and true; but an insurmount- able barrier seemed ever between them; each year {mud them further apart. Money makes the mare go, but it cannot keep happiness in the saddle, Saints’ crowns are not awarded on the merits of their frowns. Little Tommy, thO is tired of hear- ing about it,â€"-Well, that just shows how march better «if you are since yqu’ve known us. " He had never intended speaking b'hos-e words; but she goaded him on to it with he: taunting, scornful smile, reminding him no bitterly of the one great errocr of his past life. Basil Huxlhurst u'ved over again in thovse few moments the terrible folly that had cursed his youth, as he watched the passionâ€"rocked face be- have him. Courage is the cure for discourage- mam. The wages of sin are always paid right on time. men my pride for long yearsâ€"and my father's before meâ€"~I would will it to an utter stranger. so help me Heaven I" \Vexe his. wou‘ds prophetic! :How little she knew the echo of these words were deemed to ring for all time down L’he corridors of her life! How little we know what is in stare for us! pussiyotn Ii: this is no from the. TRUTHS TERSELY TOLD would you 9†he cried, with n rising to a white heat. “Well. 5 no better than I could expect the daughterâ€"of guch a moth» To Be Continued The boat Lurnef ;0 his gueatq‘ 'l‘hnt'l jus‘. like those muqicians, be said; I hined him by the hour. and eeey how) slow 113 plays. He began with an andante move- ment, trom Mozart, a composuion whicfl opens very slow, and soft. . When Reymmf, me famous violinist, was a young man, he was engaged by a parveu'u to play at a dinner, the agree- ment stating that he was to furnish mus“: from eight o’clock to eleven. The quail appears toget away more rapidly than does the mallard, but he does not do it. The. cormorant of the sea coast seems to be a slow flier, yet he does a mile in ‘one minute and ten seconds. The honey bee seems to travel like a bullet, yet it takes him two minutes to fly one mile. Sho Was len Weak and Run Down, and Unable to Begum l'lcr Strong": llnfll she Ilst Dr. \Vllllnms' Pink Falls. In the village of Oampden. Out. and throughout the surrounding country. there are few people better known or more highly esteemed than Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Albrig‘ht. Mr. Albright has for many years filled the position of village postmaster. in addition to conducting a boot and shoe business. But it is with the post- master’s estimable wife that this ar- ticle has chiefly to do, as it gives. practically in her own words. the particulars 01f her recovery fom a severe illness through the use of Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. To areporter who asked Mrs. Albright. if she would consent to give the particulars of her illness and cure for publication. she said: "If you think my experience will help some other suflteror I am quite willing to give it, for I may tell you that I am awry enthusias- tic admirer of' Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills. :For some. years prior to the winter of 1898 I suffered with a lame back, which frequently prevented me from doing my household work. Later exposure to cold developed sciatica, and every movement of the body caused intensc pain. In this way passed gloomy days and restless nights, until the winter of 1898. when my trouble was aggrmted by THE FLIGHT OF BIRDS. The hgunming (1065, not fly as fast as many slow-flapping birds of ungainly bulk. IN THE NEXT HUNDRED YEARS In 1935 there will be seven eclipses. February will have ï¬ve Sundays in 1920, 1948 and 1976. There will be 12 transits of Met. cury across the sun's dist between 1900 and 2000. La Grippe’s Bavages. my heart would pulpitate painfully. at the least exertion. I had been un- der a doctor's care, but did not re- covezr my strength. and a: a conse- quence I was“ much depressed In spirits.; 'At this juncture a friend who called upon me advdmd me to try Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, and I decidâ€" ed to follow the advice and procured. a supply. To my gratification [felt an improvement in my condition al- most from the outset, and after using the pills for a little over a' month I was once more enjoying thfl best of health, every trace at the trouble that had afflicted me havh ing disappeared. It is nearly three years sinoe I used the pills and I haw: been well and strong ever since, and I have the best of reason for ascrib- ing my present good health to the use of D1‘. Williams‘ Pink Pills. Dr. ’Williams’ Pink Pills are atonio and not a purgativae medicine. They enrich the blood from the first dose to the last and thu§ btrlng health and strength to every organ in the body. The genuine pills are sold only in boxes with the full name, "Dr. Wilâ€" liams’ Pink Pills for Pale People," ptrinted on the wrapper. If your dealer cannot supply you send di- rect to the Dr. \Villiamï¬' Misdicine 00.. Brockville, 0nt., and the pills wiil be mailed post paid at 50 cents a box, of six boxes for 32.50. A CAMPDEN LADY C’URED 0F 1Tb AFTER EFFECTS. an attack of la grippc. The first and mat severe symptoms 01 this tron-v bde {tamed away, but it left me in) a, weak and depressed condition. I did not appear to be able to recover my atrength; my appetite was very. tickle; I was extremely nervous, and There will be 380 eclipses during Hhe coming century. The twentieth century \Vil“ have 24 leap years, the greatest possible num- BY THE HOUR