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He had been changing unconsciously; had not known, realized, what it, was that my: wgrk;ug the traanogmation: But he knew now. And he sat with his head bent and his eyes covered, and faced the thing. For Gaunt, though not a good man. was no fool and no coward. He had 3th tofacq it_. He placed the whole case before him. so to speak, and tried to regard it calmly and judicially. He was in love with Decima Deane. He. ng‘rs o_1dex_‘ than sheâ€"apd a. x_n_a.n;ied 1mm! He wiped the sweat from his face with an unsteady hand. It seemed ridiculous and absurd; but there it was. and all the ridicule he could pour on it- Would not quench or down the truth. He tried to laugh as he thought of the difference in age, of the bond that held and zalled him; but. the laugh rang hollow and un- Batist'gctoljy: He loved her. And he knew it was the first real love of his life. The fancy for the woman who bore his name had been a. fancy only, and had died; changed. rather. to contempt and loathing. He had never really loved until he had met. De- cima. And the girl was everything in the wo_rld to him. Lifg. ho_p_e, joy._ Her face rose before him as he sat and thought. The sweet, girlish face with its blue and ever-changing eyee, its mobile mouth and its bright and innocent smiie. the soft. brown hair clustering in tendrils on her white brow. Her voice with its innocent tone~ Innocent! Yes. she was innocent; so child-like, that she did not guess how it was with him. He was not a good man; but he thanked God that she did not know thatâ€"she must never know. He must go away, go away at once. He rose, stung to movement by the resoive, and almost groaned. A shudder ran through him as he thought of returning to the world. of going away from the sight of her face, the sound of her voice. They were life to him, and his days withâ€" out them would be shadowed by the dark- ness of a death in life. Need he go? She did not know, guess. of his love for her. He would keep a close watch and guard over every 100k and word. Why should he not have the consolation of being near her? She had been like 33. guardian angel tqhim; she had, all innocently and unconscmusly, led him out of the dark forest of despair and gloom to higher and brighter lands. She ad been his saving angel. If he left her he would slip back into the old lifeâ€"the old life he Ila-ted and loathed. As he paced up and down with bent head and hands tightly clinched. he tried to nersuade himself that he should be con- tefit to be near her. to see her occasion- ally; that he would hope for, think of; not/him: more. Yes. that was how he would work it. She should be just an angel of light to him.‘ He would go on loving her. but as the sailor loves the beacon star that lights him home through the storm; as the light that burns in the shrine of a. saint. Inspired by that love, he would keep his life clean and sweet; hevwould devote it to her. He would be her slave, would do everything she wanted done for thenplaoe ~smd the people. “Yes, that is how it must be.” he said. with a. deep breath. “There is no hope for me. The child would never love me. evenâ€"even if I were only her age and free. Very good. Let me accept. that, let me remember it always. when I am with her or away from her“ She is not for me. She can never be mine. but I can no onloving her. I will never let her sue- peot; I will keep ‘a 'cl’oso zuard‘on my secret, and she shall never know. It. would only pain her. and, God knows, I would ruther die a. thousand deaths than she should suffer a moment’s Dam.” He laugheq discordantly. “What a pity one can not. die when one likes." he said bitterly. “It. would be so easy a wayuout of it. But I’ve got to live-41nd I can not. live without her!" The last words were uttered almost eav- agely. We all know how, at some time 01‘ other. we stand at bay with Fate and fight him tooth and nail. Gaunt, was fight- ing, Eerie for_al_l_ he knew. _ The dinner-hem rang, and he went and dressed. Robson looked at the haggard face anxiously and wondered what, was amiss. He knew nothing of the great mistake, but he suspected the existence of some hidden sorrow in his master’s life, and he wondered whether it had cropped u? again for he had noticed the change 0 late for the better in Lord Gaunt/s figfifiér 5541 figrpeérajnce: There was a faint moonlight; a night- ingale was singing on one of the tree: on the lawn. He saw Decima’a face in the soft light, he heard her voice speakmg through the bird’s. Presently he got. Ins hat. and, half mechanlcally. went \iu the gyenue and along the road to The Wood- mes. As he reached the house and stood in the shadow of the trees on either side .01 the road, he heard the piano. and then her voiceâ€"the clear, sweet. girlish voice which. echoed in his heart all day. She was smginz one of the simple songs she used to sipg to Lady Pauline. and every note, as H. floated out to him. struck upon a. chord in his heart and filled him wyih the pajn of intehse logging. Gaunt went 33%} towihe elaborate din- ner, but he could not. eat. and presently he rose and went out into jhgair. He went. home again. with the sweet. wirlish voice rmgin in his ears. But he would not go ,iqto t. 6 case, and he paced under the fire In the p antation until the dawn began to gleam beyond the hills. “I love her!" was the thought, that ruched in his heart. “I love her; but she ah_all {lever knqw. She shall never knjow.” pun“ ...,.w. “..v.. NflV ~_,... __ In the morning some plans came down by out. He had promised to take them to er. Should he do so? He prayed, thirsted for a sight of her. Why should he not. go? He would begin the watch over himself, vvv; . After breakfast he went. with the plans 111 his hand, up .to The Woodbines. As he reached the gate he heard voicesâ€"De- cima’s and a. man'sâ€"and then he saw her and Mr. Mers‘hon in the garden. .He had met the young man 01109.01- twme. and exchanged_ gyeepiggtwi‘th hxm; bu‘t'it hag .7.u......w “WW... "M. -._. __. ,_ w, so chanced that, he had not. seen him and Deoima together. He looked over the gate. and there was Mr. Merahonr holding a 0hr eant‘hemum while Decimu. tied it to a. ratio . Decima wore a. suubonuet likeâ€" und yet how unlikeâ€"Mrs. Topper's. and. as she bent over the plant, she was laugh- ing. evidently at. Mr. Mershon’s awkward- THE PERFECT SHOE‘ FOR _S_§_JMMER _$PORTS i CHAPTER XIV.â€"(Cont’d). Her Great Lave; ASK YOUR DEALER. Or, A Struggle For a Heart outing Shoes l-‘or Everybody Hess. And the young man, with his hat on one side, was looking up at, her With an intent expression in his small, sharp eyes. A A pang' shot through Gaunt’s heajrt. "My God! I am jealous!" he sald. be- tween his clinched teeth. and his face grfgw Se), _and stgrn. . 1,,‘ “AA He tried £0 soften it as he pushed the gate open and entered, but Decima. as she looked up and uttered a, faint. cry of welcome, saw\ the look and opened her 1nn9_(:en_t eyeeL upon _hin_1. n . . ~ “‘7‘6fif‘ioféweaffirffi {$76 you? And haye you brought. the plansâ€"43 t/hat them 1n yog‘ hagd?”_ TT'YesTwitaa brought them,” he said. try- mg to smile. “But it doesn’t matter. Don‘t let, me infierrupfijomj’ _ H. "V. “Huh, u u Why. we are only tying up some of the chrysanthemums. As if they were of any consequence! Let me see them! I do so want to see flhem. But what, is the matter?” she broke off. as she looked_ up at, him with arsuddrenr grav_e_ qpestignlgg. yxéhe looked at. bun with a faint renroach in her lovely eyes. ,,____ . . . W, , a "X'N$fixifié315t1fi?1§.‘_he” 'Eéi‘d,‘1§é‘s£iiy fir he felt; Mr. hiershonfs sharp eyes upon hlm‘. “7I‘i1at gehfieman droppedr the sifihérand glanced at his watch. He disliked, and was a little afraid of Lord Gaunt of Leat- more. in; at Decima. Sher had opened the plans and seemed quip? abggx-bed 1n _th¢m.n mun N, A; L...‘ “7'63. will you not. BEE-5;? Well, good-bye, and thank you. We have tied up ever so maggy. )Javen‘t wgf" .. _- . “n ‘ ,___:__ “Ti-gs." said MrLIMeI-shon. “Good morning. Lord Gaunt.” As he went out of the gate. Gaunt looked after him. “Do you see much of Mr. Mershon?" he asked, and cursed himself for asking. Decima looked up from the plans ab- sently. V “Yes, oh. yes. He is,here nearly every day. He has business with father. I don't understand what it is; it is all a, mystery to me~and to father also, I ex- ect. But what is the matter? Youflyou cg}: so-pale and tired."‘ . “L ,L :1 J van w yuAu nun. vuw. She drew nearer to him, with child- like affection and confidence, and laid her hand‘ upon his arm. . . ,,,._1.‘.. “mun uyvll “n: w‘u“ And the strong arm, lean and muscular, the arm which had known no quiver .nor uncertainty even when it had been ra-lmd in the face of death itself. had hard work to keep itself steady under the fingers which muched him so _'1nn_oqenf(._ly_. “I'vemIVe had a bad nig , forcing a smile. “I used to sufler_ from insomnia, and I got an attack of it last nigii‘t.” __ -. -. un___- "Oh, I am so sorry," she said. “Come and sit. in' my arbor and rest for a little while." Her hand closed on his arm. and she led him gently to a. rustic summer- house in the worst state of repair. “Sit there and rest," she said. “You shall not talk, or even think. And- I will look at the plane. Say!" she ran to one of the garden borders and picked some sprigs of lagender. “smell those! Are they not. Bwee ” ' H She held them up to him, and. unseen bTY her, he touched them with his line. Then. with the innocence of a child, she sat. close .beside him and. unfolded the plgna again. . . . n ,,L__‘-‘ Her arm touched his~nhe summer-house was a very small afiairâ€"he could almost. hear the beating of her hezu‘t; and his own heart throbbed inhuman}. “They are beautiful!" she said. nodding at the plane, as a child nods at a picture- book. “How clever a. man must. be to draw them like this! Look at that tower!” She ,opened‘ outsthe-plaus so that they rested on 'her knees and his. "There's a bell in that tower,'of course. Will ‘it run,’ as Bobby would say, to a bell. Lord Gaunt?" “Oh, yes: it. will run to a bell.” he said, mechanically. for her hand was touching 11157151391! a_nd_ all his sellqu were throbbing. "Will it? I am so glad! And that is the big school-room. What. is the size? But I am worrying you, and I meant you to restl'i she.exclain_1ed, relyqrsefuflly. I y...” “011. I think they are beautiful!" she said. "And the schooldhouse is too sweet for words! I should like to be school- mistress!” l- ‘yvu ......... “Ivknow you would," she said. simgly; “and that is why I didn't ask you. on have done so much. Besides, it is only fair that, Mr. Merehon‘ should spend some of his money for the benefit of the people among whom he lives. He is very rich. w: 119022;”. Awft; is°33fv$3ri~3r7£€1fiéfiié Ea:de ' “There are the plans. If you like them. we’ll we: them-3’. . .. fl, ‘A___A_-a__1nn -L- m‘ZYéEW'he said; then the green jealousy gnawing at his heart. forced him on. “Do yo_u 1_ike Mr. Meirs‘honf” V Jun. uuv 4“.-- ...v. ..-... Decima opened her eyes upon him in- nocently. "What has Mr. Mershpn to do with the schools?” she said. "lee him? Oh. yes. I suppose so. I never thought. never asked myself the question. But now I come to do so, yes, I think I do. How foolish that sounds! Aunt Pauline used to say that I should never master syntax, He is very good-natured, you know: only this morninrhe promised me fifty pounds wwgg'dflflie boys’ play-ground and gym- nasmm. _ pan». .4... “Why. did you ask him?” he said. al- mosc roughly. "1 would have given you a11_'y_ou wanted.” .... . .v c ,,,I; “Is he?” he said. “I don't know any- thing about him." Then he got ashamed, of his petulance. of his jealousy, for her eyes vyere seeking his with a. rather pained aurpmse. She had never before heard hlm speak in_this tone. “Oh, I dare say he is a very mce young fellow. I‘mâ€"I’m rather boorish and ill-natured this morning. I alyaye am when I don’t sleep; ‘ “‘IhuggannsViaiflg BeEV‘i'icéâ€"Vfifélted. so .to speak, with a tender sympathy whlch smote him t9, the he_a_rt. "I know. You could not be really un- kind or unjust to any one. I think, Lord Gaunt." "0h, couldn't I?” he said, grimly. "No. It was only because you are tired that you were hard upon Mr. Mershonâ€" if you were hard. For. after all. what have you said? Lean backâ€"see. you can just lean backâ€"and rest. quite restful." She leaned back to show him the wa, , and the branches of the ivy and clemat s caught in her hair. She laughed as she tried to disentangle them. "I foi'got my hair; but you need not be “Thanks,” she said at once. “Mind you do not bring it all down; it, is apt to come down at a. toudh. You see. I’ve not had it_1}p _very_ «lgngf' . ,..A__H..A,v ‘â€" 3..-- .u u v n... His hand shook as he attem ted to free the soft, silky coil from ‘the ranch that clung to it. lovingly. His breath came fast, and he'brought about the catas- trqghe mains}, \vpich file pad warned Alina. , v . .,,: I forgot my halr; but you need not be afraidâ€"yours is too short." . “Can't you get it undone?" he Bald "Lg; 1119 tyy,_will 'y‘ou?” “"1” 1 #M. "There, it is down!" she said, mm a. laugh. She shook her hair loose. and smiled up at him as one school-girl smiles at. another. "That is how I looked a few months before you saw me at the Zoo," ehg sajd._ . . A. ,, ,,,,‘nA__w_ uuuvu All “n; v vu. "You must ave been rather a nice- Iooking little gir ," he remarked, with an effort at careless badinage. “I wasn’t. really. I was a very ugly child.” she said. “I remember Bobby need to ball me the plain bun. I've told You about his expgotinz to see a long- egged, ugly little girl at the railx'ay sta- tion. haven't I?" any up”... He looked at ‘her, and then suddenly away from her, lest she should read hi! secret, in his eyes. think I’ll be going," be said, look- I While she was speaking, she was doing up her hair rapidly and carelessly. He {stooped to pick up some of the hair-pins ‘which had fallen, and saw a piece of .brown ribbon which had either fallen gfrom her hair or some part of her dress. ; Hewaited until she had finished. then ghe picked up the ribbon. 1 “Do you want this?” he said. I “What is it? Oh. thanks!" A. He held it in his hand. _ g “If you don’t particularly want it. ‘I'll tie up the plans with it," he said, w1th an iair of indifference. ; "No, I don’t want it. Is it long enough?" I “Quite,” he said. as he .rolled up the :plans and wound the ribbon. found them. “I’m going down to the vxllage to 'seo Cobbet. Gould youâ€"will it be convenient for you to meet me there this afternoon? There are some things Bright wants to ask you about. You and Bobby might come up "to tea. afterward. if you‘d be so greolous. _. .. . . . . , , _. .1 L..:_.LA 5; (AA/Aqu “Very well," she said at once and bright- ly. “I am going in to help to make a. pudding. I am learning to cook. .you know. Bobby says I always forget the principal i11gredient-generally the sugar â€"but he always has two serves. and the pyqpf of the pudding is the eating there- 6?." She talked onâ€"the talk of a. haDDY. heart-free girlâ€"and he listened with a mingling of pleasure and pain. Ker inno- cenc0_ and unconsciousness hurt him that mggnmg. _He gpt‘un almost‘suddgnly. menu“. m, he. ,. .0.--“ ____.r ,u, "I must. go.” 113 said, abruptly. and left her. - They met in the village in the afternoon, interviewed Mr. Bright, and then4met Bobby. and went up to‘ the Hall to tea. It was served on the terrace. and she presided. as she had done on several Dre‘ vioua occasions. Gaunt watched her. New er had she seemed more nerfect in every tone and movement. Looking at. her was like listening to an exquisite piece of music which makes the heart ache with an infinite longing. v . ’1 W...” a“ “nu-“n; .v “3...”. "Show B bby the plans. Lord Gaunt,” she said. presently. Gaunt went into the library and brought them. They were untied and in con- fusion. , "Why, what a jumble you have got. them in! . Where is the ribbon you tied them ux_)_ with)" s_he_ asked. _ I ‘ ,1 A...‘ 1-,1.-.: u N All“ . nuv u aaaaa ’iie colored for an instant and looked with the awkwardness of a. man. “Iâ€"I must have dropped it.” he said. It was folded neatly in his waistcoat 90¢.ka over; _ hi3) kearth yuunvu vva AAA‘) av...“ "Ah." said Bobby, “want my opinion? Well. my opinion is that you are pauper- izing' the whole place between you; and I’m rather glad that I'm going out of it. and so can chuck what little of the res- ponsibility that, has fallen to my share.” “Going out of it!” said Decima. He nodded as he lighted a. cigarette. “Yes, old Brown"â€"Brown was his coach -â€"“thinks that I ought to go 1m to London to polish up my French and German; so I‘m going right away; that is. in a. week or two." - “0h, Bobby!" said Decimar. aghast. . "Don’t cry. Is its brother going to leave it for a. few weeks? Never mind! He’ll come back soon and bring his ickle sister a. nice ickle doll." nu .uvu .vnu, “v... "Going up to London.” said Gaunt. His heart sunk, for he knew that, Bobby away, he should non 3)? aple‘mjee ponmuchngf DAAuuAu llvu luv w -v -V Nee _.V,V Decima. for Bobby had played the useful part of chaperon. "You‘ll go into dig- gings. I suppose? See here, I’ve some chambers in town-you go up to them. You'll be doin me a service if you will." Bobby stare . "Youâ€"you mean it?" V “Of course I mean it.” said Gaunt. rather curtly. “It’s better for the rooms to be occupied." He gave Bobby the ad- dress. “And I’ll put up for theâ€"what club would you like. I wonder? What do you say to the Orient?" ‘ Bobbv flushed with pride and pleasure. “Will you really? How awfully good of you! The Orient!” * He had heard and read of the clubâ€"one of the best#but had never honed, never dreamed of becoming a member. “Not at all,” said Gaunt. briskly. “I’ll write to-nig‘ht.” Bobby was so moved and excited that he jumped up and paced away. Deanna. looked at Gaunt with a. sudden moisture in her eyes. . “I wonder why you are so kind to us?" she said. with a little catch in her voice. He could not have found a quicker road to her heart. He raised his eyes to her face for a ‘moment. “Nonsense!” he said, almost rou hly. “What is there especially kind in t at? I should do it for aux one."_ , dun: .L Buuuju uv AU nu an; vulv- "Yes," she said; "I think you would. There is no one so kind, so thoughtful, so generous. Bobby can’t thank you, I see; and 1â€" Oh, I wiah I could tell you just. what I think!" She leaned forward and touched his hand. The latest “scientific” whim, a. substitute for palmistry, h‘aling from Germany, is the pastime of reading character and telling for- tunes by the tongue. A sensitive, quivering tongue usually is of a. seâ€" cretive nature, and likely to sue- ceed in life, either as a Lawyer or as a. detective; but, although he may acquire money by economy and cunning, he has not the largeâ€" ness of mind, necessary to the amassing of a great fortune. Long tongues suggest generosity and openhandedznels‘s. But the man with a. long; broad tongue is apt to be a. dangerous gossip; just as the man with a short, broad tongue is ad- dicted to craft, and even deceptiveâ€" ness. Very thin, pointed tongues may be' found in people of all tem- peraments, and are indications of failure. The man with such a itongue, it is said, will never make ;a. succesa of life. “Beg pardon, sir. 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So much of the success in marketing farm pro- ducts depends upon the packing, that growers cannot be too'particâ€" ular in seeing that this work is done in such a way as to show their proâ€" duce to best advantage when put on sale. While it is of the utmost im- portance that each package be filled with the samevgrade throughout, it is equally as important that it be done carefully. With the softer varieties of fruit and vegetables, such as peaches, plums, tomatoes and egg plant, that are usually put in small packages, each specimen should be placed by hand. This not only makes the pack more attrac- tive, but it lessens the liability of damage resulting from bruises. Produce of a firm nature, as apples, potatoes, etc., will not bruise so readily, and as a result it is not so necessary to handle each individual specimen in packing. This is a, statement frequently heard during the last month that the herd is confined in the yard. When ones on pasture the yields show a. marked increase even theugh the animals may have hadvplenty of good grain and forage previousl‘y. “When I get my cows into grass aggir} there wi_11lbe mpre milk.” What is there about grass which makes it such an excellent and very satisfactory food for a, milk cow? Is it not its succulent nature? “Vineans full of juice, and the juicy ration for the dairy I Ontario mm; the Depar Veterinary 5‘: ‘2‘? To“?! Grass and Silage an Ideal Feed. 0n the Farm Amliated with the University of Toronto and under the control 0! “the Department 1,01 Awriculture of Ontario. App y for Calendar. Toronto, {Canada . ORANGE, .v.s., n.so.. Prlnolpal. cow is the correct one from all view-; points. Large quantities of water; are required by the cow in order to’ make large quantities of milk. A large part, in fact, all but about-I ten or twelve per cent. of milk, is water, and, consequently, the cow‘ that produces 8,000 pounds of milk in a year makes use of something like 7,000 pounds of water, or a lit- tle over, for milk along, to say noth- ing of body. 'Tllus the importance of a succu~ lent ration, as well as a pure supply of drinking water, is apparent. Realizing the great stimulus to. production which grass is, the dairy man anxious for large yields should seek to pattern his ration as nearly: as possible the year around after this natural food. Grass alone, of course, would not be satisfactory for winter feeding; for it keeps the body of the cow too full of water and allows her to sufi fer from the cold, but; in conjunc‘l tion with more fat-forming foods,l such as grains and fodders, grass Would be a. part of an ideal winter) ration. A, The nearest approach to grass) however, is silage, and it is for this{ reagqnthat silage is held-in such; high esteem by" those who feed _it,( Kaiser Thinks Young Men in Ger-J many Use Too Much Alcohol. The emperor, who is Weli known{ to be very abstemious in all things,j thinks thwb German university stu-1 dents drink too much. A sentence‘ proving this was used by Him while receiving the students’ homage dur-v ling his jubilee week. His majesty. on this occasion said: “I expech you to reduce your consumption of‘ alcohol to a marked degree.” The emperor issued a similar warning to the naval cadets of the empire in a speech which he made at Murwick some time ago and he has several times declared .that more athletics and less beer would improve the student physique. .ALl 1111 luvv uuc puuuuuv .. u- “v. l" J ‘1 Showing, however, how estabq: lish'ed beer drinking is as an inci~ dent of every student celebration; the fact may be mentioned that five' glasses of beer for each studeni were paid for from the funds of the University of Berlin‘on the occa- sion of the jubilee “kommers.” ‘ “The only thing I find to say against you, Jane, is that your washing bill is far too extravagant. Last week you had 'six blouses in the wash. Why, my own daughter never 'sends more than two.” 3) “Ah, that may be, mum, replied Jane, “but I ’ave to! Your daugh- ter’s sweetheart is a. bank clerk, while my young man is a. chimney sweep. It makes a. difference, mum.” WARN S A GAIN ST DRINK. ’ Na-Dru-Co laxatives ‘ are different in that they do not'gripe, purge nor cause nausea, nor does continued use lessen their eflectiveness. You can always depend on them. 25c. a. box at your k Druggist’s. 173 I It Made a Difference. \vhab is requii'ed fbr her National Drug and Chemical to. g of Canada. United. Regfipens OGTO BER Ist, 1913