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^^2;T/U S ‘ U ^'TmEMAN IN fRANC**. BLACK *
GENTLEMAN 01*
SYNOPSIS.
&ry is queen of England. Franc!
Claris living and bis with cousin hw Petromlla, uncle, S' Si
Anthony, daughter. Gardiner bish
Anthony’s Winchester, pays a visit to e
op of and being Catholic is dis¬
Anthony, a
liked bv Francis, who is at heart
• CHAPTER 1 f.—Gardi
[ner tells Francis who bis father is, that
heis a traitor and informer, and offer
[tomake the young man’s fortune if In
H'ill enter his service as a spy. r rancis
Us for time to reply and his runs fortune, away,
intending to carve out own
jlll,—lie is overtaken by Clarence, an
Ljt.if Gardiner, by telling against them whom the he in
bites S.ia Ibe mob gang'leader. man
press and escapes or
Clarence’s horse and with his dispatches
IV.-Francis goes to an inn at St. Al
hans, and showing the dispatches i
thoughtto be a queen’s courier. Cla
toce arrives, and he escapes with the
kid of a waiting maid, V. and VI.—He
teaches London and renders aid to two in
romen. He and the women escape
boat, are attacked, and Francis is stun
ei.
CHAPTER VII.
Iam told by peoplo who liavo boon sca¬
le]; that the sound of tbo waves beating
[gainst fctolrrablo tbo hull comes in time this to lie an
torment. But bad as may
[c ftp it pains can lie I suffered nothing from in comparison tho with
same cause
LI recovered my senses. My brain seemed
n he a cavern into which each moment,
fith a rhythmical regularity which added
lie pangs of anticipation to those of real¬
ly tho sea rushed, booming and thunder
kg, jarring every nerve and straining the
falls to bursting and making each mo¬
ment fcis ol consciousness a long vivid I agony. cannot And
lusted long—how say.
But it had subsided somewhat when Iffrst
pencil bovo my eyes and dully, not daring to
my head, looked up.
I was lying on my back. About a foot
fora my eyes worn rough beams of wood
hsclosed by a smoky yellow light, which
fctcml light on the knotholes and regularly, rude joists, and
pc bis swayed to and fro
adding to my pain I closed my eyes
lith a moan. Then someone camo to me,
lull heard voices which sounded along
layoff and promptly fell again into a
Icepsleep, I, troubled still, but less painful
by tho same rhythmical shocks, the
■medull era-lungs in my brain.
["hen low what I caused invoke this again, and I had whero sense I to
was
[in [lich »berth had troubled on board ship. that The of noise tho
so mo was
feres beating against iter forefoot. Tho
bains so close to my face formed tbo deck;
be smoky light came from the ship's inn
pa Ime swinging on a hook. I tried to turn.
ono camo again, and with gentle
P n ds arranged my pillow and prosontly
fean to feed mo with a spoon. When I
|3 swallowed a few mouthfuls, I gained
pcpgth ["ho to turn. this feeding me? Tho light
was
I” |« et while her back I tool; and her dazzled for Petronilla, me. For a
Ictights my
going hack at one bound to Co
P wd skipping all that had happened
r I Kft home. But as I grew stronger
Ipew t carer, and recalling bit by bit
PP had happened in the boat I recog
Iwl -Mistress Anne. I tried to murmur
Icuks, but she laid a cool finger on my
P*anil shook her head, smiling on me.
i°u must not talk,” she murmured,
fou pin. aro getting well. Now go to sleep
1 ’
|Ishut my eyes at onco as a child might,
■other _ interval of unconsciousness, pain
is this time, followed, and again I awoke.
Pas lying on my side now, and without
“ T| ag cn.ild see tho whole of tho tiny
‘ Hie lantern still hung and smoked,
[splashing 'Y light was steady now, and I heard
without nor the dull groan
Sami creaking of tho timbers within,
ptoreigned ■“■’..end a quiet which seemed bliss
I lay wrapped in it, my
® lcnt ’ growing clearer and clearer each
-
!1 a f;oa chest at the farther end of the
fsitting ,
two peoplo engaged in
“‘Cone, a woman, I recognized im
' ^ lle g ray eyes full of com
• S the handsome features, the reddish
'“ hair and gracious figure left me in
,?. istress not ’ even for a moment, that I looked
- Bertram. The sharer of her
, a tall, thin man, with a thougbt
an, l dreamy, rather melancholy
one of her hands rested on his
■ and her lips as she talked were close
‘ > eat A little aside, sitting tho
- on
Ijl” f!l! P °f the ladder which led to the
U _ c i^ead 0i '“ about leaningagainst her. Mistress tho timbers A
} lit t0 ^ was nno.
- s P ea am ? after more than
, found my voice. “Where am
‘«bisncred. My head ached sadly,
_■ icu i. ii. though I was too languid
*SC n,y hand to it, that it was band
. i uui'.c. was so far clear that I
i,'* it 4 3 "! Master iu Clarence the and his pur
* “V'K boats and knew
at . ought to he
'“ on our way to nrison.
m' U1 ' "as the mild, comely gentle
length of limb made the cabin
“Baa . Her than it was? Not a jailer
lr, Yet wh o else?
Uld compass no more than a whis
t t faint
- as my voice they all
was
let arui looked up. “Anne!” the
U* .7 ctied sharply, seeming by her
t*, ^ “ ^ she herself the other the to attend tome, and
,% first to rise
her hand on my brow. “Ah.
,V.V' r Rone!" she said, speaking
>1? to the ap
H*.S head gentleman, who kept hU
is quite cool. He will do
1 am sure. Do you know met”
-
;-sued, "-J ’JPintq leaning over me.
- hcr eyes and rgad only
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CONYERS, GA„ SATURDAY. MAY 4, 1895.
ffort of looking was so painful^hat I
closed my eyes again, with a sigh. Never
tholess my memory of the events which
had gone before my illness grew clearer,
ind I fumbled feebly for something which
should have been at my side. “Whero is
—whero is mv * sword?” I made shift to
whisper.
She laughed. ‘‘Show it to him, Anne,”
she said. ‘‘What a never dio it is! There,
master knight errant, wc did not forget to
bring it off tho field, you see.”
‘‘But how,” 1 murmured,‘‘how did you
escape?” I saw that there was no ques
tion of a prison. Her laugh was gay, her
voice full of content.
“That is a long story,” she answered
kindly. “Are you well enough to hear it?
You think you are? Then take some of
this first. You remembor that knave
Philip striking you on tho head with an
oar as you got up? No? Well, it was a
cowardly stroke, but it stood him in llttlo
stead, for we had drifted, in the excite
rnentof the race, under the stern of tho
ship which you remember seeing a little
before. There wore .English seamen oil
her, and when they saw three men in the
act of boarding two defenseless women
they stepped in and threatened to send
Clarence and his crew to tho bottom un
less they steered off. ”
“Ha!” I murmured, “Good!”
“And so we escaped. I prayed the cap¬
tain to take us on board his ship, tho
Framlingliam, and ho did so. More, put¬
ting into Leigh on his way to the Nore, lie
took off my husband. There ho stands,
and when you are better he shall thank
you.”
“Nay, ho will thank you now,” said tbo
tall man, rising and stepping to my berth
with his head bent. Ho could not stand
upright, so low was the deck. “But for
you,” he continued, his earnestness show¬
ing in his voice and eyes—the latter were
almost too tender for a man’s—“my wife
would bo now lying in prison, her life in
jeopardy and her property as good as gone.
Fhe iias told mo how bravely you rescued
her from that eur in Cheapside, and how
your presence of mind baffled tbo watch at
tho riverside. It is well, young gentleman.
It is very well. But tlieso things call for
other returns than words. When it lies in
her power, my wife will make them. If
not today, tomorrow, and if not tomorrow
the day after.”
I was very weak, and his words brought
tho tears to my eyes. “She has saved my
life already,” I murmured.
“You foolish boy!” she cried, smiling
down oil me, her hand on her husband's
shoulder. “Y’ou got your head broken in
my defense. It was a great thing, was it
not, that I did not leave you to dio in tho
boat? There, make hasto and get well.
You have talked enough now. Goto sleep,
or wo shall have the fever back again.”
“Ono tiling first,” I pleaded. “Toll me
whither wo aro going.” in
“In a few hours we shall be at Dort
Holland,” sho answered. “But bo con¬
tent, We will take care of you and send
you back if you will, or you shall still
come with us, as you please. Bo content.
Go to sleep now and get strong. Present¬
ly perhaps we shall have need of your help
again.” then their
They wont and sat down on
former seat and talked in whispers, while
.Mistress Anno shook up my pillows and
laid a fresh, cool bandage on my hoadf I
was toaweak to speak my gratitude, but 1
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tried to look it, and so fell asleep again,
her hand in mine, and the wondrous smile
of thoso lustrous eyes the last Impression
of which I was conscious,
A long, dreamless sleep followed. V.hon
I awoke once more, the light still hung
steady, but the peacefulness of night v. a -
gone. Wo lay in the midst of turmoil.
The scampering of feet over tho deck above
me, tho creaking of tho windlass,, the
bumping and clattering of barrels hoisted
j in or hoisted out, the harsh sound of
voices raised in a foreign tonguo and in
queeT keys, sufficed as I grew wide awake
to tell me we were in port.
But the cabin was empty, and I lay for
some time gazing at its dreary interior
r.nd wondering wliat was to become of
me. Presently an uneasy fear crept into
my mind. What if my companions had
deserted me? Alone, ill and penniless in
a foreign land, what should I do.’ This
fear in my sick state was so terrible that
I struggled to get up, and with reeling
brain and nerveless hands did get out of
my berth. But, this feat accomplished, I
found that I could not stand, Everything
swam before my eyes, I could not take a
single step, but remained, clinging help¬
lessly to the edge of my berth, despair at
my heart. I tried to call out, hut my voice
rose little above a whisper, and the bang
ingand shrieking,.the babel without, went
on endlessly. Ob, it was cruel, cruel!
They had left mol
I think my senses were leaving me, too,
when I felt an arm about my waist and
found Mistress Anno by my side guiding
me to tho chest. I sat down on it, the
certainty of my helplessness and the sud
den relief of her presence bringing the
.
j tears to my eyes. She fanned me and gave
me some restorative, chiding mo tho while
j for getting out of my berth.
j I thought that yon had gono and left
| me,” I muttered. I was as weak as a
' child.
j She said cheerily: trouble? “Did Of you leavo us
j when we were in take course of this. you
did not. There, somo more in
! After all, it is well you aro up, for a
short time v.e must move you to the other
hoat b
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.
1 ' Yes, we are at Dort, youknow. And
we are going by the B adl, k branch of
T-r t 'l e hf a
1 8 here, <‘li»e to this oi e, and wi h help
1 <>"»k jon.wYl be a- e to walk to i
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your : .rm." 1 answered gkirefutiy. .
“ But you will not think again/* she re
plied,‘that we liavo deserted you?”
' No,” 1 said. “I will trust you al
wavs.”
1 wondered why a shadow crossed her
face at that. Hut I had no time to do
more than wonder, for Master Bertram,
coining down, brought our sitting to an
end. She bustled about to wrap me up,
and somehow, partly walking, partly ear
ried, I was got on deck. There I sat down
on a bale to recover myself and felt at
| once much the better for the fresh, keen
air, the clear sky and wintry sunshine
I which welcomed me to a foreign land.
On tho outer side of tho vessel stretched
a wide expanse of turbid water, five or six
times as wide as the Thames at London,
and foam (lucked hero and there by I lie up
running tide. On the other side was a
wideand spacious quay, paved neatly with
round stones and piled here and there
with merchandise, but possessing, by vir
tuo of tho lines of leafless elms which bor
dered it, a quaint air of rusticity in
midst of bustle. Tlio sober bearing of the
sturdy landsmen, going quietly about
their businoss, accorded well with the sub
stantial comfort of the rows of tall, steep
roofed houses I saw beyond tho quay and
seemed only inode nioro homely by' the oc
casional swagger and uncouth cry of somo
half barbarous seaman, wandering aim
lessly about. Above the town rose the
heavy square tower of a church, a notable
landmark where all around, land and wa¬
ter, lay so low, where the horizon seemod
so far and the sky so wide and breezy.
“So you havo made up your mind to
come with us, ” said Master Bertram, re¬
turning to my side. He had left me to
make some arrangements. “You under¬
stand that if you would prefer to go home
I can secure your tendance here by good,
kindly peoplo and provido for your pas¬
sage back when you feel strong enough to
fross. You understand that? And that
tho choice is entirely your own? So which
will you do?”
I changed color and felt I did. I shrunk,
as being well and strong I should not have
shrunk, from losing sight of those three
faces which I had known for so short a
time, yet which alone stood between my¬
self and loneliness. “I would rather come
with you,” I stammered. “But I shall be
a great burdeu to you now, I fear.”
“It is not that,” he replied, with hearty
assurance in his voice. “A week’s rest
and quiet will restore you to strength,
and then the burden will lie on the other
shoulder. It is for your own sako I give
you the choice, because our future Is for
the time uncertain. Very uncertain," lie
repeated, his brow clouding over, “and to
become our companion may expose you to
fresh dangers. We aro refugees from Kug
land That you probably guess. Our plan
was to go to France, where are many of
onr friends, nnd whore we could live safo
ly until better times. You know how that
plan tvrs frustrated- Here the Spaniards
aro masters—Prince Philip’s people—nnd
if we are recognized we shall he arrested
and sent Lack to England. Still my wife
and I must make the best of it. Tho hue
and cry will not follow us for some days,
and there is still a degree of independence
in the cities of Holland which may, since
I havo friends here, protect u« Mr a time.
Now you know something of our position,
my friend. Y'ou can make your choice
with your eyes open. Either way we shall
not forget you.” please,”
“I will go on with you, if you
I answered at once. ‘ I, too, cannot go
home.” And as I said this Mistress Ber¬
tram also came up, and I took her hand in
mine—which looked, by the way, so
strangely thin I scarcely recognized it—
and kissed it. “I will conic with you,
madam, if you will let me,” I said.
‘ Good!” she replied, her eyes sparkling
“I said yon would! I do not mind telling
you now that I am glad of it. And if ever
we return to England, as God grant we
may, and soon, you shall not regret your
decision. Shall he, Richard?”
“If you say he shall not, my dear,” ho
responded, smiling at her enthusiasm, I
think I may answer for it he will not.”
I was struck then, as I had been before,
by a certain air of deference which tho
husband assumed toward the wife. It did
not surprise me, for her hearing and man
ner, ns well as such of her actions as I had
seen, stamped her as singularly self reliant
and independent for a woman, and to these
qualities, as much as to tho rather dreamy
character of the husband, 1 was content to
set down tho peculiarity. I should add
that a rareand pretty tenderness constant¬
ly displayed on her part toward him rob¬
bed it of any semblance of unseemliness.
They saw that tho exertion of talking
exhausted me, and so, with an encourag
ing nod left mo to myself. A few min
utes later a couple of English sailors be
longing to the Framlingliam came up and
with gentle strength transported me, un
dcr Mistress Atmo s directions, to a queer
looking wide beamed boat which lay al¬
most alongside. She was more like a huge
Thames barge than anything else, for sho
drew little water, but bad a great expanse
of sail when all was set. There was a
large deckhouse, gay with paint and as
clenn as it could be, and in a compart
ment at one end of this, which seemed to
Le assigned to our party, I was soon com
fortablv settled.
Exhausted as I was by the excitement
of sitting up and being moved, I knew
little of what passed about mo for the next
two days and remember less. 1 slept and
ate aud sometimes awoke to wonder where
I was. But the meals and tho vaguo at
tempts at thought made scarcely more im
pression on my mind than the sleep. Yet
ul! the while I was gaining strength rapid
ly, my voutb and health standing me in
good stead. The wound in my head,
which had caused great loss of blood, heal
ed all oneway, as we say in Warwick
shire, and about noon on tho second day
after leaving Dort I was well enough to
reach the deck unassisted and sit in the
sunshine on a pile of rugs which Mistress
Anne, my constant nurse, bad laid for me
in a corner sheltered from the wind.
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Fortunately tho weather was mild and
j warra , am Ube and sunshine the wider fell plain hrightly of, pasture on the
j wide river
which stretched away on either side of tho
horizon, dotted here and there only byxi
windmill, a farmhouse, tho steeple of a
churc h, the brown sails o! a barge or *l
mos t broken by a low dfij 9 6 a U8S. Sj
Rami dunes. All was open, free; nil was
'"rgenoss, and distance I gazril as
tonisbeu. ll '° hustov.d and wife, who
were pacing .ho deck forward, eamo to
,ne ; H» not.eed the wondering looks I
“f* rau "1‘ 1!,is ls ho
snu.smtmg.
Quite, quite new, 1 answered. I
never imagined anything so tint and yet
in its way so beautiful
\ou do not know Hincolnshircr
. ■' . V , . native , county, ,, ho ,
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answered It is much like this. But you
ar0 hotter, and you can talk again. Now,
* a ’"Y *!‘" lvo lcc " discussing
whether , , we shall tell you more about our
selves. And, since there is no time like
t H ' present, I may say that wo liavo de
oided , to trust you. ’
AH m all or not at all, Mistress Ber
j tram added brightly,
} iniunnund 1 lrst to my tell thanks. you who ^ wo are. For
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n ^' se j t : 1 am plain Richard Bertie ofhiii
colnshire, at your service. My wife is
something more than appears from this,
or with a smile from her present
.
i u0 * *°° graceful dross, isho is
.Stop, Richard! This is not sufficiently
formal, my lady cried prettily. I have
the honor to present to you, young geiitle
man, she went on, laughing merrily and
leaking a very grand courtesy before me,
Katherine, duchess of Suffolk,
^ made shift to get to my feet anil
bowod respectfully, but she forced me to
sit down again. Enough of that, slio
6il| d lightly, ‘ until wo go back to Eng
hind. Here nnd for the future wo aroMas
ter Hertram and his wife. And this young
lady, my distant kinswoman, Anne Bran¬
don, must pass ns Mistress Anno. You
wonder how we came to ho stray ingin the
streets aiono nnd unattended when you
found us?"
I did wonder, for tho name of the gay
and brilliant. Duchess of Suffolk well
known even to me, a country oaf
former husband, Charles Brandon $ e
of Suffolk, had been not only the one
trusted and constant friend of King Henry
VIII, but tho king’s brother-in-law, his
first wife having been Mary, princess of
England and queen dowager of France.
Late in his splendid and prosperous career
tho duke had married Katherine, tho
heiress of Lord Willoughby de Kresby, and
she it was who stood before me, still young
and handsome. After her husband's death
she had made England ring with her
name, first, by a love match with a Lin¬
colnshire squire, and, secondly, by her fear¬
less and outspoken defense of the reform¬
ers. I did wonder indeed how she had
Mine to ho wandering in tho streets at
daybreak, an object of a chance passer's
chivalry nnd pity.
“It is simple enough, n sho said dryly.
“I am rich, I am a Protestant, and I liavo
an enemy. When I do not like a person, I
speak out. Do 1 not, Kichard?’*
“You do indeed, my dear, ” be answered,
smiling.
“And onco I spoke out to Bishop Gard¬
iner. Whatl Do you know Stephen Gard¬
iner?”
For I lind started at the name, after
which 1 could scarcely have concealed my
knowledge if 1 would. So Innswered sini j
ply, ‘ Yes; I havo seen him. ” I was think¬
ing how wonderful this was. These people
had been litter strangers tome until a day
or two before, yet now wo were all looking
out together from the deck of a Dutch
boat Jit tho low Dutch landscape, united
by one tie, the enmity of the same man.
“He is a man to Be dreaded,” the duch¬
ess continued, her eyes resting on her ba¬
by, which lay asleep on my bundle of rugs,
and 1 guessed what fear it was had tamed
her pride to flight. “His power in Eng¬
land ls absolute. We learned that it was
bis purpose to arrest mo and determined
to leavo England. But our very house¬
hold was full of spies, and though we
choso a time when Clarence, our steward,
whom wo had long suspected of being
Gardiner’s chief tool, was away, Philip,
his deputy, gained a clew to our design
and watched us. We gave him tho slip
with difficulty, leaving our luggage, br.t
he dogged nnd overt mk us, and tho rest
you know.”
I bowed. As I gazed at her my admira¬
tion, I know, shone in my eyes. Sho
looked, as sho stood on the deck, an exile
and fugitive, so gay, so bright, so indom¬
itable, that in herself she was at once a
warranty and ail omen of better times.
The breeze had heightened her color and
loosened hero and there a tress of her au¬
burn hair. No wonder Master Bertie looked
proudly on his duchess.
Suddenly a thing I had clean forgotten
flashed into my mind, and 1 thrust my
hand into my pocket. The action was so
abrupt that it attracted their attention,
and when I pulled ont a packet—two pack¬
ets—there wero three pairs of eyes liport
mo. Tho seal dangled from ono missive.
“What have you there?” the duchess asked
briskly, for she was a woman and curious,
“ Do you carry the deeds of your property
about with you?”
“No,” I said, not unwilling to make a
small sensation, “This touches your
grace. ”
‘ Hush!” she cried, raising ono imperi¬
ous Anger. “Transgressingnlrendy? From
i this time forth I am Mistress Bertram,
j remember. packet But with come,” tho seal she inquisitively, went on, ty
lng the
“how does it touch me?” •
I put it silently into her hands, and she
opened it and read a few lines, her hits
band peeping over her shoulder. As she
read her brow darkened, her eyes grew
hard. Master Bertie’s face changed with
hers, nnd they both peeped suddenly at
me over the edge of the parchment, sus
picion and hostility in their glances,
“How came you by this, young sir?” he
said slowly, after a long pause. “Have we
escaped Peter to fall into the hands of
Paul?”
j “No, no!” I cried hurriedly. I saw that
I had made a greater sensation than I had
bargained for. I hastened to tell them
how I had met with Gardiner’s servant at
Stony Stratford, and how I had become
possessed of his credentials. They laughed,
: „f course. Indeed they laughed so loudly
that the placid Dutchmen, standing aft
, their breeches pockets,
with their hands in
j stared open mouthed at us. and the kin
dred cattie on the bonk looked mildly up
( from the knee deep grass
j “And what was the other pAciteb the
! duchess asked presently. Is that It in
your ham.
Yes, l answered, ho, holdlmr ling it It t.n t p with wv
some relnctwce. “It seems to be a letWt
e ( RSf-? e .£4Ei-y i! !, t S* s CJ»reac$.. “
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''Clarence'- slio cried, “C'lnronoel”
resting the hand slio was extending.
“What! Hero Is our friend again, then.
What is in it? You have opened it?”
“No.”
‘•You have not? Then quick, open It!”
she exclaimed. “This, too, touches us, I
will bet a penny. Let us see at onco what
It contains. Clarence Indeed! Perhaps
we may have him on the hip yet. tho arch
traitor!”
But 1 held thepocketliook baek, though
my checks reddened, and 1 knew I most
seem foolish. They made certain that
this letter was a communication to some
spy, probably to Clarence himself under
cover of a feminine address. Perhaps it
was, but it boro a woman's name, audit
was scaled, and, foolish though I might
be, I would not betray tho woman’s secret,
"No, madam,” I said, confused, awk¬
ward, stammering, yet withholding it
with a secret obstinacy. “Pardon mo If I
do not obey you—if I do »■>( let tills lie
opened. It may bo what yon hi.?,” 1 add¬
ed, with an effort, “but it may also contain
an honest secret, nnd that a woman's.”
“What, do you say?” cried tile duchess.
“Here are tropics!” At that her husband
smiled, and I looked In despair from him
to Mistress Anne. Would sho sympathize
with my feelings? I found that site had
turned her hack on us nnd was gazing
over tho side. “Do you really Tinian,”
continued the duchess, tapping \\VT foot?
sharply on the deck, "that you are not go¬
ing to open that, you foolish I>oy? '
“Ido, with your grace’s leave,” I an¬
swered.
“Or without my grace's leavo! Thar is
what you mean," slio retorted pettishly,
a red spot in each check. ‘ When people
will not do what I ask, It is always grace!
grace! graco! But I know them now.”
I dared not smilo, and I would not look
up, lest my heart should fatl me and I
should give her her way.
“You foolish boy!” sho again said nnd
sniffed. Then with a toss of her head she
went away, her husband following her
obediently.
I feared that site was grievously offend¬
ed, and I got up restlessly ami went across
the deck to the rail on which Mistress
Anne was leaning, meaning to say some¬
thing which should gain for me her sym¬
pathy, perhaps her advice. But the words
died on my lips, for as I approached she
turned her face abruptly toward me, and
It was so white, so haggard, so drawn,
that I uttered a cry of alarm. “Y’ou am
ill!” I exclaimed. “Let mo call tho
duchess!”
Flic gripped my slecvo almost fiercely.
“Hush!” she muttered. “Do nothing of
the kind. I am not well. It is the water.
But it will pass off, if you do not notice it.
I hate to lie noticed,” sho added, with an
angry shrug
I was full of pity far her and reproached
myself sorely. ‘ hat a selfish brute I
have been. I said. “I on have watched
by me night after night and nursed mo
day after day, and 1 have scarcely thanked
><>«• And now you are ill yourself. It is
my fault’.
the looked at me. a wan smile on her
faco. ‘ A little pcrlnps she answered
faintly. ' But it is chiefly the water I
shall be better present ly. About that iet
I ter. Did you not come to speak to mo
1 about it
{ ,'. N HI i f vl you ' r miml not it lie now, down I said on nnxfou ho ,_____, g y
j ! awhile pleaded. Let me give you my place, I
j *o, no’. slio cried impatiently, ... and
F, ’ ,r ''-’ ./ror , 'v*e| l )"on U
desisted. Tiicl. i t r, ”sh show .t “You
..AY, 1 .,*1.*°''YL “.'IT' nfmvros^lution
th tf > a truth, the strength of my resolution,
l.^Kii' loTwinr” she repented,
with a kind of scorn. ' The duchess will
^" ^yon you will give it to her.
w fli!”
Her tone was strangely querulous, and
continually flashed keen, hltlw
•
^ . ” ^ j thought * voly Uwl
NO. 18
Castoria.
“ Castoria is so well adapted to children that
I recommend it as superior to any prescription
known to me.”
II. A. Archer. M. D. #
hi So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
“ Our physicians in the children's depart¬
ment have spoken highly of their experi¬
ence in their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet wc are free to confess that the
merits of Castoria has won us to look with
favor upon it."
-
United Hospital and Dispf.naaky,
Boston, Mass.
Allen C. Smith, Pres.
ghe was 111 nnd excited, nnd I fancied it
v? n s best to humor her. “Well, perhaps I
shall,” I said soothingly. “Possibly. It
is liaid to refuse her anything, nnd yet I
hope I may not. Tho girl—it may tie's
girl’s secret. ”
“Well?" she asked, Interrupting me
abruptly, her voice harsh nnd unmusical.
“What of her?” She laid her hand on her
bosom ns though to still somo sccrot pain.
I looked at her, anxious and wondering,
but she had again averted her (ace. “What
of her?” site repeated.
"Only that—1 would not willingly hurt
her!” I blurted out.
bho did not answer. Sho stood a mo¬
ment; then, to my surprise, slio turned
away without a word, and merely com¬
manding mo by a gesture of tho hand not
to follow walked slowly away. I watched
her cross the deck and pass through tho
doorway Into tho deckhouse. Fhodld not
once turn her face, nnd my only fenr wa*
that she was ill, morn seriously 111, pc.*
haps, than sho had acknowledged.
[to be continued.]
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