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The Liberal, 21 Mar 1901, p. 2

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The remark was so unexpected Rex seemed for a. few moments to be un- able to reply to it. Looking at the eager, expectant face turned toward him. it appeared ungencrous and un- kind not to giwe her one affectionate :word. Yet he did not know how to say it; he had never spoken a loving word to any one except Daisy. his fair Little childâ€"bride. He tried hard to put of Daisy away from him :1: ed: “The question is in important th‘lt most probably Ithought more of it than of any words which should go with it.” "Oh, that is it," returned Plume, with a wistful little laugh. "Most men, when they ask women to marry them, say something of love, do they not 2” “Yes.” he replied. absently. "You have had no cxpflrfigncc," laughed Pluma. archly. She was sorely disappointed. She had gone over in her own imagination this Very scene a thousand times. of the supreme moment he would clasp his arms around her. telling her in glowing, passionate words‘ how dear- ly he loved hem and how wretched his life would bo without her. Ho did nothing of the kind. 'Rex was thinking he would have given anything to have been able to make love to herâ€"anything for the power df sary'ung tender words â€"a‘he leaked so loving. He'r dark, beautiful face was so ucair 'him, and her graceful figure so :lose, that he could have wound his arm around her. but he did nc'i'. In spite of cver resio‘lve, he thought of Daisy the whale time. How different that other halveâ€"making had been! How his heart thrabbcd, and every en- dearing name he could think at trem- bl-ed on his lips, as he strained Daisy to his he:th when she had bashfully Xmse-ntod to be his wife! {l‘hat loveâ€"makimg was real sub- stance; this one was only the shadow pf have. “You have not answered my ques- tion, Pluma. \Vill you be my wife?" Plum raised her dark, beautiful face, radiant with this light of love; to his. “If I consent will you promise to to love me better than anything else or any one in the wide w-drlde “I will devote my whole life to you, study your every wish," he answered, evasivelly. cw‘a‘swelly. How was she to know he had given all his heart to Daisy? She held out her hands to him with a charming gesture of affectio’n. He took them and kissed them; he could do neither mute or less. “Thank you, Pluma," he returned, gently, bending down and kissing the beautiful crimson. lips; “ylc-‘u shall never regret it. You are so kind, I am going to impose on your good 11;.- Luro. You have promised me you will be my wifeâ€"when.- may I claim you, Pluma ?" "I will be ybujr wife, Rex," she said with a treanrulous, wistful sigh. "Do you wish it to be soon?’ asked, hesitatingly, wondering he wnuld answw‘ her. “Yes.” he said. Ur it is over t1: pleigsed‘.” fl IShe lodkcd up imto h'Ls face, at a. loss how to interpret the words‘. ‘ "You shall set the day, Rex," she repLiad. CHAPTER XXVII.â€"Contimued. more. After a, few quiet words they painedâ€"she. happy in. the glamour of hczr loveâ€"drea‘m; he, prayivng‘to 21021- ven. from the depths of h’s mi ramble hea'rt. to give him strength to carry out the raish .v-ozv which mad been wrung from his unwilling lips. In. his hearrt Rex know no one but Daisy could ever reign. Dead. he was dew-ted to her memory. His life was narrowing down. He was all kindness, consideration and devotion; but th: one supreme mag- net of allâ€"loveâ€"was wanting. 1 In vain Pluma. exerted all her wonâ€" drous powers of fascination to win him more completely. How little he His life was 113 was all kindness devotion; but th: net of allâ€"lovcâ€"' dremmed oi the depths of love which controlled that passionate heart, ev- ery tlmob at which was [or himâ€"that to 1mm wan from. him one token of. ,wa'rm affection she Would have given! all she held dear in this world. ‘ I "How doms it happen. Rex," she ask- ed, one evening, “yam. have not askedl me to sing to you since you (have ask-l ed me to be your wiIe? Music used. to be such a. bound of sympathy be-I tween us.” 7 i 7 There was bath love In her mice. He heard and simply iclrgotteq fit: "-71 ' [hivE ‘m'm thinking of other things, I presum) Alla-w me to make He thankm .o‘re. Arte Heiress and Wife. d. absautly the better to put the memory :1 him as he answer- He heard neither scream of sur- that?" she murâ€" readlly consent- and reproach ; “the scamâ€" I shall be ed her cmce words they glam-Crag of she how up far it at once. however. by asking ycru if you will sing for me now." The tealrs came to her dark. flash- ing eyes. but she forced them bravely ‘baJCk. She had hoped he would clasp‘ \lhlelr in his arms, whis‘pzring some Sweet wmpliimeat. then say to her: “Da'rl-img. wmn’t you sing to me now?" She swept towa‘rd the piano with the aim GE :1 queen "I want you to sit where I can see you). Rex." she demanded. prettily; "I like to waltch yum face when I sing you my tamarite songs." Rex drew his chair up close to the piano, laying his head back dreamin against the crimsctn cushions. He \ncmlid mat be obliged to talk; for once” .â€"â€"just cramâ€"he would let his fancies _I|:I.im where they wduld. He had of- ‘ ten hleatrd Pl'uma sing befare. but nev- elr in. the way she sung tcâ€"night. A. luorw. thrilling. seductive voice full of pleading. pass‘mnaic tenderness -a voice that whispered of the sweet irâ€" ,:restib«l»e ptlwecr c[£ love. that carried away the hearts of her Listener as a stating cuirre'nt carries a leaflet. \ans it a dream. cm was it the night rwimd breathing; the name elf Daisy? The tealrs [noise to his eyes. and he stalrted t0 his feet. pale and trembling with agitaticm. Suddenly the music gceased. . . . xvli1, said. "'Is it a new so'ng?" he asked. “1‘ d0 mat tretmemfb-etr halving heard it beâ€"} fare. \Vhat is the title of it?” He did not notice heu- face had grown slightly pale 'umddI the suit, peasrl-y light of the gleaming lamps, as she held the music out t-oryvalrd him. “It is a pretty title." she said. in her lclw, musical voice. "‘Dai§ie§t Ga‘clwin o'etr my Darling‘s Grave. In th% touriibde 1001; mi agony that swept over his handsome face, Pluma read the secret otf his life; the: (me see- rlet she had direaded stuad as! clearly revealed tm heir as tlmlugh it had been stamped in glchving letters upom his 714-: 'I:#l‘n UBilJW. “I did [molt think such a simple little melody had p31ch to move you, she waLuIy-uu “In b.v,..._° _VV,, _ bmclw. She wptuld have stood little chance OLE bedmg Rpx'a wife if Daisy B‘rclolkfi had limed. “I do mat like to bring up old, un- pleasant subjects, Rex. But do ycru remember, what the only quarrel we ever had was about. 0'!‘ rather who it was about?” _ . _ -v J -_. -Vv- . He made some indistinct an5\vcr,.litâ€" tle dreaming odi h:ng wofully the httle anecdote womld affect hm He Locked at her in surprise; he had not the least idea (xi what she allud- ed to. "Do you). remember what a romanâ€" tic intermt you cmce took in our over- see’r's nieceâ€"the one who eloped with Lester Stmwick from boardingâ€"school â€"tlm one whose death we afterward road of? Her name was Daisyâ€"Daisy Bvrzccodis." | Of all preparations for purifying [and enriching the blood and toning up the system in spring, or after a long illness, none can approach in specific medical action the wonderful properties of Dr. Chase's Nerve Food, the great blood builder and nerve re- storative. Unlike any remedy you ever used, it exerts a natural and gentle influ- ence over the kidneys, liver and bowels, restoring them to a condition of perfect health and regularity. and through the medium of the circula- tion of the blood gives new life and vivifying energy to each and every part of the human frame. l You may have made the mistake of | using salts or other strong and weak.‘ ening purgatives in the spring. Such treatment can never build up and strengthen a weakened and run- ,down system. The habitual use of 'salts does more to shorten life and {hasten the ruin of the filtering and ‘;excretory organs than any custom I : you can name. And all the Debiliiy and Depressian of This Trying Season can be Avoided by the Use cf Dr.- Chase”s Nerve Food. 4"- “'â€"- . The blood. is thin and watery in the spring and demands of nature just such restorative ingredients as are arms, whis‘pzring sumo Mme-inst, then say to her: :m't you sing to me now?" toward the piano with the poor little girl 10mm [ms spot man UL any.’ " Plums. \vmnderred why Rex t‘olok her just them in his armi fair the first Lime and kissed her. He was‘ thankâ€" (‘alg her in his heafrt; he Gaul-(L have knelt to (her for the kind way she had spaken qf Daisy. VV'f'WSifilé dad; molt rest here.’ the old man said, drawing his rmugh sleevu acrcns his tearâ€"dimmed eyes; "but the{ "My Gad i" he cried, burying his face in his hamds. "this‘ paislr John Brooks did what I, her husband, should have done; but it is not too late‘ now. I shall honor your memory. my darling; I shall haw. a. (fistly marble. monuâ€" ment erected to your memory, bear-' the ashes of dead hope. He sealed the mammary orf Da’ilsy, beloved wife of Rex Lycm. aged sixtoem yemrs.‘ Not Daisy b‘rlooks, but Daisy Lyon. Motheir is dead, what can secz‘ncy avahl now?" He would nmt tell Plumu until the last moment. Straightway he order- ed a magnificent mzmument from Bal- timoreâ€"one of pure unblemished white, with an angel with dJl‘lCISIPing wings overlooking the [all white pil- Lair. “\A littvlg Wlate} he was standing by the open wimdi of his own room. in the mmomeLght. When it arrin he meant to take Pl‘uma there. and. reverently kneel- ing dawn befiqu bot, tell her all the story of his sweat, and love-dream with his face pness‘ed cl-osc against the cold, pulselessfi marbleâ€"toll her (315 the metreâ€"dream which» had left him but ashes 01f dead h‘otpe. He sealed the letter and placed it with the cult-gm.- mg mcmning mail. '_3DEÂ¥1§&1g,” hmv I wish I had not palrted frolm you that night!" he sigh- How bitterly he regretted he could mot live that one brief hour of his past life over againâ€"how differently he would act. W'hilre Rex was penning his all-im- partamt letter in his room. Pluma was walkng mestlessly to and firm in her studvcfilr, conning over in her mind the omts le the evening. Rex had asked her to be his wife, but she steloi face to face with the truth at lastâ€"he did not low: her. It wars nut iimly a blow of th: kennest and cruelust kind t0 h-oxr af‘cctimn, but it wala the cruelest bldw her van.- ity cctuld pussiny have received. To think that she, the wealthy, pet- t'ed heiress, who omnith her admirers by the some, should have tried so hard to win the love of this one man andhave failed; that her beauty, her grace, hat wit, and her talent had been lavished upon him, and lavished in vain. "\Vas that simple girl, with her shy, timid, shrinking manner, meme l-ch‘a'blc than. I?” she asked her- self, incredulously. Mvghéverzicfill-d m-mt fealizc itâ€"xhe, whose name was on the lips of men. who praised 11041“ as the quee.1 of beauty, and “Ime :faivr women envied as one who had but t0 will to win'. gefie'imeadl to her a cruel m-cckery of fate that she, who had everything the wurld cctuld giveâ€"beauty a_1}.d itj‘gtuneâ€"should ask {Ezuf this (me gift, and that it shauld be refused herâ€"the have of the man. who had asked hou‘ to be his wife. \Vaé it paésible that he shmuld learn] to Lave lher? She told herself that she shcruld onto. little éiri lor'md this' spot best of C-II ATPI‘ER XXVIII. take courage, that she would perse- vere, that her great love must in time prevail. “I must never let him find me dull err unhappy." she thought. “I must carefully hide all traces of pique car annoyance. Shé wclul-d do her him, and make it Life to win his love. She watc'hed. the stars until they faded from the skies. than buried her face in bar pillow. falling into an un- ea‘sy slumber. through which a beauti- ful. flowerâ€"like. girlish face floated, and a slight. delicate fowm’ knelt at hm foot bedding her arm; out imâ€" plmringly. sclbvb‘mg out :- . "Do ncrt take him from 1110â€"11»; LS my \mrrldâ€"I love him!" And with a heart racked by terri- ble jmlcrusy. Pluma. turned uneasily 0'11 her pillow and opened her eyes. The stars were still glimmering in the Mtltmlightevd sky. "Ls the {nice of Da‘Lay Brucoka‘ ever to haunt me thus 2" she (nu-Led out. im- patiently. "How was I to know she was to d‘Je’l" s‘he muttered. excitedly. "I simply meant to have Stanwick abduct hm- I'r‘am the scmlnary that Rex might believe him hwr lover and (Inn to me far sympathy. I will not thimk of it,” she cried; "I am not 0110 to flinch, frvqm a comma of action I have marked out for myself. no mat- ter what the consequences may be, if I cgnly gaim Rex's Iowa." Ana “Pluma. the bride soon to be. turned her flushed face again bu the wall to! dream aga'm 09E Daisy Brooks. She little dreamed Rex, too. was Watching the stars. as wakoEul as she. thinking of the plat. Then he prayed Heaven to help him. so that no unworthy thought shmuld enter his mind. A-ftm‘ that he slept, and one Iolf the most painful day's Olf {11-53 life was ended.“ Th»: days at 'Whiitestcxne Hall flew by om rapid wings in a mlund of gay- ety. The Hall was crowded with young fdl'kis, Wth were to remain until after the marriage. Dinner parties were followed by Mayâ€"pole dances out an the grreeLn lalwms. and by charades and balls im the evening. ' The old Hall had never echoed with such frol- icscnme mirth We‘re. Rex plunged into the excitement with strange zest. No one guessed that beneath his winming, caireless’ smile his heart was almost breaking. Eipeflally Good Work Done by Them In the Flelal In South Africa. British telegraphers‘ have recently received a. good many compliments. The King has thanked them for the services they rendered at Osborne and at \Vindsor during the last illness of Queen Victoria, and the German J3mâ€" petor has decorated Charles Mulleus, the operator who was sent from Lonâ€" don to work the cable laid tempor- arily from the imperial yacht Hohenâ€" zollern to the shore. BRITISH TELEGRAPHERS PRAISED. The cross bestowed on Mullens is a handsome piece of work. Onthe front is the imperial monogram \V.R., eurv mounted by a Crown, and on the back is an inscription setting forth that the recipient had rendered service to the State. If Mr. Mullens should ever care. to settle down in Germany the cross will entitle him to draw a. modâ€" est pension. Equally gratifying to the telegraphâ€" ers is the emphatic testimony to the excellence of their ,work during the war in South Africa. Field Marshal Lord Roberts, in the full despatches just published in the official London Gazette, savs that, despite ,the enorâ€" mous difficulties of the country tra- versed, his telegraphers almost always managed to keep him in communica- tion will all his scattered forces in the enemy’s country. -.‘..‘ severance and their high state of ef- ficiency. adding “ all officers, non-com- missioned officers and men of the Telegraph Department have done ex- ceptionally well. The only fault I have to find with them has been that they have been sometimes too anxâ€" ious to keep their line up and have incurred undue risk.” (EEH. hufféivfites of their technicâ€" al knowledge, their ppwyearying per- Gen. Sir George \Vhite declares that the service of the telegraphers during the historic siege “was of the highest value and conduced greatly to the successful defence of Ladyâ€" smith.” Cl‘he use which Gen. Baden Powell made of his small band of telegraphers is by this time pretty well known. All his outlying forts and lookout posts at Mafeking were connected with headquarters, and he was thus able to receive reports and issue orders for all parts of the de- fence instantanceusly. .ngnalling was reduced to a fine art and maintained by helicgraph lamp and flag. Megaâ€" phones were also made and used in outlying trenches and posts, and phonophores, attached to ordinary telegraph lines, were .used on the ar- mored trains which used to bother the Boers so much. To Be Clomtimu'e‘d. best to entertain: the study (If bar the: He Tells How His Son Regalnod Health and Strength. Had His Spine Injured and for Two Years Was Unable to do Any Work t and for Most of the Time Was Con fined to the House. A FATHER’S STORY. Mr. M. D'Entromont, a well known farmer living at \Ves‘t Pulmico. N.S.. \\'rites:â€""I believe it is' only right thatIshould let you know the bene- fit your medicineâ€"Dr. \Villinms' Pink Pillsâ€"have been to my son, ConstantI sixteen years" of age. For several years he. was almost a constant invaâ€" lid, the result of an injury to his spine while working with his brothers on the farm. He grew weak and listless. had no appetite, and for two years was unable to work and was for. the most of the time confined to the house. and for a part of the time to his bed. He suffered considerably from pains in the back; his legs were weak; and he had frequent headaches. At different times he \vas attended by two doctors. but got no benefit from .the treatment. Then I procured an electric belt 1.{or him. but it was sim- ply money wasted as it did not} do him a particle of good. One day while my son was‘ reading a news- paper he came across‘ an article tell- ing of a cure in a somewhat similar. case through the uSe of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, and he then decided to give them a trial. After the. second box was taken there was a marked im- provement in his condition. -He continued the use of the pills‘ until he had taken eight boxes, and they have restored him to health. Hist apâ€" petite has returned; the pain has' left his back; he has gained flesh; is able to ride a bicycle, enjoys life and ii able to do a day’s work as: well as any one of his age. This. letter is giv- en gladly so that others‘ may learn the merits of Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills. and find a. cure if ailing.” Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills; cure such cases as the one noted above because they create new, rich, red blood, thus strengthening weak and shattered nerves. They do not purge and weak- en like other medicines, but strength- en from the first dose to the last. Sold by all dealers in medicine or sent post paid at 50 cents‘ a box or six boxes for $2.50 by addressing the Dr. \Villiams’ Medicine Ce. Brocko. ville, Ont. Ladies who attended drawing-rooms kissed the queen’s hand only at their first presentation. One of her majesty’s [special treas« u‘res was a little white marble bust of herself at the age of ten years. Her majesty had three crowns. The lightest weighs eight ounces, and has in it 2,073 white diamonds and 523 roseâ€"brilliants. On every occasion on which the queen visited the house of lords the state crown was' borne before her ma- jesty on a cushion. It was on the day of the queen‘s birth, May 24, 1819, thal the first transâ€"Atlantic steamer started from Savannah for Liverpool. Twenty-two dolls’ cushions, made by the queen when ten years old,are still in existence. ‘So is her favorite toy bookI called, “ Ellen; or the Naughty Girl Reclaimed," and pub‘ lished in 1811. Queen Victoria received about $120,â€" 000,000 from the British nation in payment of her official salary. This would make about 170 tons of gold in English sovereigns or more than two tons of gold for each year of her reign. The Queen’s entry in the duchess of Fife’s book of "Likes‘ and Dislikes" runs thus: "God .has been so good to me, and given me so much to make me happy during my life, that now, in my old age, I will not confess that I have any dislikes." The queen owned 11 yachts during her reignâ€"the “ Royal Charlotte,“ “Royal Sovereign,” “William 'and. Mary," "Royal George," first "Vic- toria. and Albert," "Fairy," "E1fin,' second " Victoria and Albert," "Al- berta," "Osborne," third " Victoria. and Albert.” { To remove rust from steel, put the article, if possible, in a dish of ker0< sene oil or else wrap the steel in a. cloth saturated with the oil. Leave it a. day or two. Then apply, if the spot is obstinate, salt wet with hot vine7 gar or scour with brickdust. .Rinsa‘ thoroughly in hot water and dry with‘ a, flannel cloth, giving a last polish‘ with a clean flannel and a little sweat IN THE QUEEN‘S LIFETIME HOW TO KEEP STEEL BRIGHT.

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