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c-stive fluids cease to flow, and the ailment. becomes chronic and serious. I Dr. Chase's Nerve Food cures 1n- digesh'on and dyspepsia just as it tures other ailments. by making the lood rich and creating" new nerve 'Iorccâ€"the' vilu power which runs W Wu: 91th ,' Digesti‘vc tablets, pepsin, and such Rmatments can never do more than .affox‘d témporm'y relief. By their semiffnucd use to effect digestion the muscles of the stomach waste away for want of exercise, the natdral di- The digestive organs, like the other organs of the body, are entire~ 11y dependent on the nervous system Her the energy or power which on- 'ables them to perform their funcâ€" tions. Without this the digestive uids do not flow. the muscular con- action and motion of the stomach weak and in‘eguIar, and conse- quently arise indigestion, heudurhes, fizzy spells, sleeplessness and other i(‘.istz‘es'.~7i11g symptoms. from stomach weakness, indigestion and loss of appetite in the spring, ibut many do not realize that. this jccndition of afiairs is due to low vitality, poorness of {he blood, and exhausted nerves. . In Trist‘s place many would have uttered some trite consolatox'y or wildly hopeful remark, which would in no Wise have deceived a young person of Brenda’s austere discrim- ination. this, however, he fell "I wonder," she Whispered, “if this sort of thing is to go on." ’I‘rist’s mobile lips were twisted a little as if he were in bodily pain, wihile he glanced at her furtively. There was nothing for him to sayâ€" no hope to hold out. “Weak SSfiQmaéfié Efiha ggm; Indigestion and Dyspepsia the Natura! Result of Exhausted Nerves and Weak, Watery Blood â€"Dr. Chase‘s Nerve Focd. Slowly Captain Huston opened his eyes. He heaved a deep sigh, and sat gazing into the fire with a hopeâ€" less und miserable apathy. Behind him the two stood motionless, Watching. Presently he began to m'utter incoherently, and Brenda. turned away, sickened, from the woe- l‘ul sight. Obediently, she rose and stepped away, while he lifted the limp form, and placed it in a chair. She broke away from him and knelt on the floor, bending over the prostrate form of the soldier. Her bosom heaved from time to time with a bravely suppressed sob. "Don't touch him,” said Trist, in an unconscioust commanding tone. “He is all right.” “He looked into her face sharply, almost fiercely â€" and she caught her breath convulsively at the sight of his eyes. They literally flashed with a dull blue gleam, which was all the more ghastly in so calm a face; for though he was ashenâ€"gray In color, his features were unaltered by any sign of passion. Even in his wild rage this man was inconâ€" gruous. . “Has he hurt you?" he asked in a. dull, hollow voice: and, while he spoke, his fingers skillfully touched her shoulder in a quick, searching way never learnt in drawingâ€"rooms. '11 “No â€" no she cried impatiently "But you have killed him!” Leaving him, Trist turned to Brenâ€" (la, who was already holding him back with a physical force which even at that «moment caused him a vague surprise. Without a sound Trist sprang forâ€" ward, and the same instant saw Huston fall to the ground. He rollâ€" ed over and over, a shapeless mass with limbs distended. As he rolled, 'l‘rist kicked him as he never would have kicked a dog. "Oh. . .li... h .. . !" nhiieked the soldier. "Who is nh.|iel<ed the soldier. "Who is that?" "It is Trist . . . you brute!" But Huston lay motionless, with limp hands and open mouth. He was insensible. “Theo! Theo!” she cried, "What are you doing?" "Then take that." He struck her with his clenched fist on the shoulder â€" but she had seen his intention, and by stepping back avoided the full force of the blow. She staggered a pace or two am] recovered herself. Most people sut‘ "Tell me!" he hissed, thrusting forward his face so that she drew bade-«not from fear, but to avoid a. faint aroma of stulc cigar smoke. "No!" she answered. "Deny that 'Ihist loved Alice â€" if you dare!" he continued, in thé sumo whistling voice. Still she never called for Tl‘ist's assistance. She was very pale, and the last words seemed to strike her in the face as o. blow. "I deny nothing!” "Tell me," he shoutad hoarsoly, “where Alice is!” IINOI’I i f ! I OMQ {a e ‘MWWWM OWWM‘W O ‘1 “WWW. M‘ .mgwuwwmo CHAPTER XMLâ€"(Cont). [lamentnhly short of his dutv. After m m: M W? Or, The End of It All ently, and Ih'cnda‘ “'hi’c he was watching them In :enod, from the “'00â€" ladies turned and crossed the street coming toward him. 110 steppec she Whispered, “if , hack from the window in case one o Yer more or loss! Mrs. M. A. Sharp :1 F5599 Dr. Chase‘s Nerve Food, 50 cent! a box, 6 boxes {or $2.50, at al‘ dealers, or Edm’anson, Bates & Co.l Toronto. To protect you again; imitations the portrait and slgna‘ ture of Dr. A. W. Chase, the famout receipt book author, are on ever) 1.... By noting your increase in weight: while using this great food cure you‘ can prove that new, firm flesh and: tissue is being added to the b9dy., The appetite is sharpened, digest/10 ' and assimilatioii are improved, th ‘ form rounds out, the ruddy glow returns to the cheeks, and in every; way there is Evidence that the sys- tem is béing restored and built up. and as a result of its use I quite restored to health." "For some years I was troublet with indig‘em-ion, which developew’. into nervous dyspepsia, and beside: suliex‘ing from nervousneSs, strangQ dizzy spells would come over me1 Hearing of the good results obtain! ed from Dr. Chase‘s Nerve Food, decided to try it. After a; pretty thorough test of this medicine I caq say that, I never used anything that did mi; so much good. It seemed Id be the very treatlfient that I needed: “All I want," Whispered the war correspondent, follqwing her glance, streef, Peterborough: Om“, Writes doubtless' pal'tlyvdue to the drink: scdden condition of his mind and body. them should raise her eyes, and at the same moment Brenda. entered the room. She glanced toward Huston, who was: rousing himself from the torpor which had followed his maltreatment at Trist's hands, and which was “It will be all right," he whisper- ed. “No one knows that I am in England. I will telegraph to-niglit, and you can join her toâ€"morrow. You . . . can trust me, Brenda.” There was a faint smile of confiâ€" dence on her face as she turned away and hurried from the room, Ti‘ist turned away and looked out of the window. The two laadies‘ were still lingering near the jewel’ 01"S shop. Alice Huston appeared to be pointing out to her companâ€" ion sonie specially attractive orna- ment, and Mrs. Wylie was obeying with a patient smile. come back here. I will take it, go down, and take her straight away." "Where?" “,I don‘t know,” he replied, with a shrug of the shoulders. There was a momentary hesitation on the girl's part. She perceived a terrible flaw in 'l‘rist’s plan, and he divined her thoughts. “Go,” he said, "and throw some things into a bag. I will stay here and watch him. When the bag _is ready, leave it in the passage and At last shc'turned her head, and naturally her glance was directed into Piccadilly. "There they are," she Whispered, hurriedly, "looking into the jewelâ€" er‘s shop opposite. What are we to do, Theo?" "And I suppose . . . I suppose we must do it. You and I, Brenâ€" da!" lamentany shofi of his duty. After a thoughtful pause he merely whisâ€" pered: l ' To prove to you that: Dr. .1 Chase's Ointment is accrtm’n .; and absolute cure for each ' and every form of itching. bleedingand protruding piles, the manufacturers have guaranteed it. has tes- timonials in the daily press and ask your neigh- bor-I what they think o’it, You can use it and get your money back if not cured. 6005 box. at all dealers or EDMANSON,BATES 85 Co.,Torcnto. of it Dr. chase”s Oinfiment natural bias is. as a. rule, in the diâ€" rection of masterly inactivity." He smiled slowly. "Perhaps . . . 50!" "Therefore your conviction that notion is necessary must be very strong before you would suggest it.” “I feel,” he said, with some de- liberation, "tlmt it will be better to keep them apart in the meantime." "Yes," she murmured, “I am sure "I would suggest . -. . action.” “Yes . . . "5:110 said, in a, lit-tle more than a whisper, after a. pause, "I think so, too â€"- more especially now . . . that you suggest it. Your "Is it,” she asked simply, "a case for action, or must we wait upon events?" "Here we are again, Brenda â€" in a. tight place. There is some fatal- ity which seems to guide our foot- steps on to thorny pathways. There is nothing to be done but face it." 346 Dublil Again she raised her eyebrows, and there was a flicker of light in her eyes like that which glam: mo- “Go to Brenda!” he whispered, and the matron bowed her head. "Come, then!" he said. Still Mrs. Huston hesitated. Suddenly she appeared to make up her mind, for she went up two steps and kissed Mrs. Wylie \h‘bh hysterical warmth. This demonstra- tion seemed to recall Trls't to a due sense of social formula. He return- ed, and shook hands graver with the widow. campaigner, and ‘the beautiful woâ€" man was moved by a strange sus- picion that this young man was not admiring her person, but consider- ing Whether her attire Were fit for a long journey on a November even- ing. He moved slightly, looked down at the bag in his hand, and then glanced comprehensively from the top of Mrs. Huston’s smart bonnet to the sole of her small shoe. He could not ..quite lay aside the old “I will conduct you to a safe hidâ€" ing place to-nig’ht, and Brenda will join you to-mon'ow morning," said Trist in a tone full of concentrated energy, though his eyes never light- ed up. “Be quick and decide, be- cause Brenda is alone upstairs with . lzim.” Mrs. Wylie's eyebrows moved imâ€" perceptibly beneath her veil. S‘he thoughtfishe saw light. "Will. . . I . . . go with you?" stammcred the beautiful woman in a frightened whisper. “Where to. Theo?" Mrs. Wylie leant against the wide balustradc and breathed rapidly. She was really alarmed, but even fear could not conquer her indomitable placidity. Before Mrs. Huston, who was blushing very prettily, had time to speak, Trist imparted his news with a certain rapid bluntncss. “Your husband is upstairs," he said. "Brenda will keep him in the drawingâ€"room for a few minutes. I have a. bag here with some neces- saries for you. Will you come with me, or will you go upstairs to your husband?” She could not, conceive a third alâ€" ternative just then, because she did not know Alice Huston so well as Theo Trist knew her. As he took her hand his allâ€"seeing gaze detected a slight indication of anxiety, and he know that his pres- ence was not at that moment deâ€" sired by Mrs. Wylie. He turned from Mrs. Wylie and greeted the younger woman, who followed her, with a selfâ€"possessed smile; and from his manner even Mrs. Wylie could gather nothing, and she was no mean reader of huâ€" man faces. She glanced at them as they stood together on the stairs and asked herself a question: He had taken Ber quite una\:ares, with that noiseless footstep of his which we noticed before, and the i color left her face for a moment. "What part is he piaying, that of a scoundrel 01' a fool?" . . You ! n expect you her gloved hand to greet him. But even she â€"â€" practiced, gifted woman ,of the world as she was â€" could not meet him with a smile. In gravity they had parted, gravely they now met again. He was not quite the same as other men to Mrs. Wylie, for there was the remembrance of an indefinite semi-bantering agreement mde months before, while the sun- shine of life seemed to be glowing round them both â€" an agreement that they should not be more acâ€" quaintances, more friends (although the friendship existing between an elderly woman and a young man is not of the ordinary, practical, every day type â€"â€" there is a suggestion of something more in it), and Trist had fulfilled the promise then given. As Mrs. Wylie made her way slow- ly and peacefully up the broad stairs, she suddenly found herself face to face with the man whom she had last seen in the still Arctic dawn, bearing the body of her dead husband down over the rocks toâ€" Ward her. She gave a. little gasp of surprise, but nothing more. The next instant she was holding out “I promise you a faint smile. Then he left her "You had better go,” she answer- ed anxiously below her breath. “Yes; they are on the stairs . but . . . tell me, Brenda, promise me on your honor, that, he did not hurt, you." “is three minutes’ start from that ment mun.” brim she exc CHAPTER XIV rlaixned; "I did not she said wi th The Shah was mightily impressed at the great wealth of some of the English people: "Many private in- dividuals,:' he writes, "are almost as rich as the King himself. It speaks very highly for King Edâ€" ward's kindâ€"heartcdness to say that he never resents this great wealth existing among his subjects, neither does he punish them in any way for this apparent presumption.” "It is very necessary for the people of England to wash thoroughly and frequently in order to clear them- lsolvos from the constant fogs and rains that fall upon them. So much do the people of Britain love water that they sometimes wash twice daily. Even the members of the Royal Family and the great nobles fi'nId pleasure in this somewhat child- ish occupation." This despotic mpnarch’s opinion of English women's charms and acâ€" complishments is hardly altogether flattering: "An English lady is Very fair to look upon. Her skin is soft and clean, but her figure is unna- tural and angular. She has certainâ€" ly not the pleasing vivacity of a. French lady, neither has she the captivating boldness of an American lady, of whom many are in London. An English woman is passionately fond of all animals, and is’ often de- voted to her husband and child- The Shah was mightily impressed by the greatness anld incorruptibility of the London police, and wrote conâ€" cerning them as follows: "The Eng- lish police gentlemen are men of the greatest culture and honor. Unlike ‘those of many countries, I have been inform-ed that the police of England and the United States are almost in- corr‘uptible, and that it is impossiâ€" ble to bribe them except by the touch of gold, These officers carry themselves with great dignity, but there have been occasions on which they have shown commendable alacâ€" rity, and have even been known to be present when the public peace has been threatened by certain unseemly and riotous citizens.” ‘ The Shah has a very poor opinion of the English climate, it one may judge from the following extract: Extracts from ,the diary of the Shah of Persia. who has quite re- cently been visiting England are amusing. Extracts Showing the Way His Ideas Were Set Down. He shrug;de his shoulders and walked slowly to the door. It was Brenda who rang the bell. Captain Huston passed out of the room With- out another word. “Captain Huston,” she said grave- ly, “when you are calmer, if you wish to talk of this matter again, Brenda and I will be at your ser- vice. At present I am convinced that it is better for your wife to keep away ,from you â€"â€" though I shall be the first to Welcome a re- conciliation.” Mrs. W vlie still held Brenda‘s hand within her own. At the mention of Trist’s name there was an involun- tary contraction of the white fin- gers, and the widow suddenly dc- tel'mined to act. She entered the -_chawing-room, and found Brenda. standing near the window, with one hand clasping the folds of the curtain. Captain Huston was sitting on a. low chair beside the fire, weeping gently. His bibulous sobs were the only sound that brdke an unpleasant silence. Brenda was engaged in adâ€" ding to her experiences of men and ‘their ways a further illustration tending toward contempt. Her eyes were dull with pain, but she carried her small head with the usual deâ€" mure serenity which was naught else but the outcome of a sweet, mai-dâ€" enly pride, as she advanced toward Mrs. Wylie. "He is quite gentle' and tractable now!” she whispered. Mrs. Wylie took her hand within her fingers, clasping it. with a soft, protecting strength. “Is he . . . tipsy?" “No!” answered Brenda, with a peculiar catch in her breath; "he is only stupefied." "Stupefied . . . how?” "Stupeficd . . . how?” " . . . I will tell you afterward." The quickâ€"\vitted matron had a]- I'Oady discovered that some of her furniture was slightly displaced, so she did not press her question. "Theo." she said to herself, while awaiting an answer to her summons at, her oxvn door, "must be of a very contiding nature. He expects such utter and such blind faith at the hands of others." The next. minute she was rux upstairs, while the footsteps of two fugitives died away in the of trafiic. 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