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•MM Time Heals Most Wounds A Tale of Love and Disappointment t'HAPTEll XII. - ^gr-r into tlie niglt Harccastlo t.;'"ijht deeply, but he could not hnd any solution to his difficulty. One moment he would cry that ifc was impossible to give up Ethel, and he would determine to hurl de- fiance at Joel, but then the thought ^of the disgrace would intervene, "^and the struggle once more began. . Jl hurt him to think that he would be unable to offer any eiccuso for the breaking of the engagement. He would be compelled to baldly fcnnounce the fart, and to leave her to draw her own conclusions, which must naturally reflect vitally upon her opinion of him. He cursed Joel's unscrupulousness, and a bit- ter hatred seized him. For his father, pity predominat- ed. Had the Earl been a younger man, he might have found it diffi- cult to forgive, but he knew that his fat.her would not live for many jears. Then he remembered that he must have tome this secret for so many bitter years; with always the iK.Ksihility present that an un- toward accident might give it to the world. Many little traits in his fa- ther's nature were explained. Loathi/'t' dishonor as he did, he found that he could not hate him. Naturally his respect had diminish- ed, but luckily for many of us, af- fection does not disappear with re- spect He remembered his father's good qualities, his uniform kind- ness to him, and he determined to try hard to forg.-t this stain on his honor. He told himself that he did/ not know the power of the tompjt^ lion whicii had assailed his fac^^r, and ho endeavored to -make every The morning came, but he would ^noi own to hiinFelf that he had come jMo a decision. Deep in his heart he Wlnew that he would have to consent to this raarriag'j, unless a kind Providence^ intorvenod, and per- formed a mira^ 'e. But he hoped agajnjl, b/^â€" ~ -( put off the evil •'t possible mo- % sudden Eatoa ;t'm. IS, flg und J cn- nerv- .«- â- '*â- '' *.»_^ ^ .,10 cfiaraoter. â- r'"' He spcired to see her with dif- ferent eyes, as nho slowly approach- ed him, and rained her face for his ki.ss. She radiuted happiness, and he drew her to him with a passion that he was unablo to control. "Yim are not looking at all well, Cyril," sho t.aid softly. 6he led him to a couch and sat beside him. He feasted his e,\os on hor beauty. Never had her loveliness so appeal- ed to him. The piirily of her eyes, the sweet smile that dimpled hor cheeks. His lovo surged to his hcKrt. Her fingers caressed his hair, und he quivered at her touch. A sud- r9C: "After taking thre2 bottles of your wonderful medicine, our baby was entirely well and needed no more medicine. At six- teen months of age she weighed thirty pounds. She had cried eight months, night and day, and nothing did her good until we tried Scoffs Emulsion. "-MRS. E. C. SMITH, Villa Rica, Ca. Scott's Emulsion probably saved this child's life. Four doctor.i had been tried. Scott's Emijusicw seemed to be just the thing needed, and it is just the thing needed by thousands of other children. It's so easily digested, so pure and harmless, yet most powcr/ul in building up the most deli- cate child or adult. But be sure to gel Scott'.s ICmuus-on, there are so m.iny worthless â- .irtl harmful imitalicns. r AI,r, DRCOOISTS A full tnpr nf Mn. 8mlih • l«tt«r aiil tnuny 'illiAn i.f « wtnitUr nfttur". u>€>*tkiir wltb â- *•«><' ( r our valiiotil* ilti.ralura r*. k4nUn4 eiillilniii. wlli be ftrni aii^tn rv* r.>U^t vt /uur »>1drdM, mouitoBtug lulu scorr * nowNE 12e Wclllnitoii St.. W. ToroBla den longing came to him to blurt out the whole n-iserable story, but he dared not. for the secret was not his. No â€" ho must take courage ; and be prepared to bear her scorn, and to take the blame on his own shoulders. But ho could not de- prive himself of tlie.se last few mo- i mcnts of happiness. He forced I himself to speak, and fought hard ! to make bis manner as natural as possible. "I am Worried, dearest, terribly worried," he began in a voice that he had difficulty in recognizing as his own. I "Tell me your troubles â€" I am to share them with you," she said softly. "I can't, Ethel, I dare not," he said bitterly. "Always remember, dearest, that I love you with my whole being." "What is the matter, Cyril? Do coniidc in me," she said appeallng- ly. jT' "I am in terrible trouble, and I fear that I cannot â- 6ak you to sbaru it with m^,' hji, j«id huskily. "What do ,'j^mean?" she cried, and a terrific look came into her eyes that pierced him to the quick. "I do not know how to tell you, darling. You will think me a blackguard, and justly so, for I cannot -defend myself. Ethel, I ask you t(j give me back my word, for I cannot marry you." With a startled cry she rose to hpr feet. Her hand was pressed to lier bosom, and sho looked wildly at him. Ilarocastlc turned away his eyes. It was like looking at some poor stricken animal, to see her dumb suffering, for she had not uttered a word. Ho approached her side, and placed a hand on each shoulder. "Dearest," ho began quietly, for the sight of her pain had forced him to control himself, "Fate has dealt us a cruel blow, an undeserved one. 1 curse the day we met that I should bring such misery to you. 1 know how deeply you love me." She sobbed quietly, and drew hcr- .flelfaway from him: an act which brought vividly to his mind their approaching separation. With an effort she composed herself, and sought to read in his face the mean- ing of v/hat had happened. Could sho have been utterly mistaken in her judgment of this man 1 Had she built her house on sand, to lie swept away by the first .storm that raged f No. she yaw the evident signs of suffering, the lines that had come, and the tense, drawn expression. "What is it, dear one? What has come between us?" she asked pitc- ously. He attempted to draw her to him, but she again repulsed him. Sud- denly she tiank back into a chair, ' and sobbed hysterically. Sho was a woman not easily moved to tears, ! and Harecastle drank the bitter cup to the full. Ho longed to be able to comfort her, and for a moment he wavered in his dfcision to sacrifice himself. Why should they suffer I this cruel torture to save his f a- 1 ther? Why Hhould not the Karl pay the penalty for his crime? No, he would choose the hotter cour.so, and bear his sufferings as bravely as he could He drew him-, self togelhfr, and once more ap-| proached her. T).u violence of her! weeping was past, and she sat star- ing into vacancy. "Will you forgive mo?" he askod brokenly. "God knows I would have given my life to save you this, but it is forced on mc. Bay you forgive me, dearest." "I have nothing to forgive," she said dully. "You gave mo a hap-' piness, that I did not dream this' world possessed. Now you have] taken it away. That's all." "Yes, I have taken it away. But with it gooH my pUfasurc in life. Will you believe that I have no ether allornative?" "I do believe that, but you must be impelled by a terrible power. C'annot you tell mo? At present my mind is in ciiaos. 1 cannot un- derstand. I am bc'.vildered. I can- not think, I can only feel â€" this bit- ter, bitter, pain.' "1 cannot explain, and I can only implorn you to have f.iith in ine." "I have faith in no one, in no- thing. I cannot realize it yeV-that I have lost you. I suppose in time I shall understand," she s^d wear- il.V. She look her ring from the eii- gageinen' finder, an. I held it bilent- ly towards him. "Keep it," he said hoarsely. « "No," she said, as sho raiHod it to her lips. "It has been my sym- bol of perfect lovo. I shall not v.ant to be reminded of my misery. U will bn evi-r present. 'Fake it." iShn (iro|)pod tho ring into h's re- in lant hand. "I had better go," he taid mi.s- erably. "Yes," she answered, but there was no expression in her voice. "I cun't leave you like this. Hay yoti forgive me," "I forgive you," she repeated iiiech.-.nicaHy. *'lt Saved My Life I " "I owe my life to PSYCHINE, what better testimony coul 1 I pos- sibly give," says Mrs. Wm. Wilson, of Essex, Ont., on August 21, ICOS. "Some twelve years ago I was taken ill with a severe cold on my lungs. Night after night I was compelled to sit* up all night to relieve myself of the pain |in my lungs. For two years I doc- I torcd continually with three differ- I ent doctors, but received no help j whatever. A friend advised me to tr- your medicine, and I did so. Within two months from taking PSYCHINE I gained 30 pounds, and my health rapidly grew better and in a short time I was quite well. To-day I am a strong woman and owe my life to Dr. T. A. Slo- cum's medicine." PSYCHINE is indeed a Health giver, and the Greatest of Tonics, containing exceptionally Life-Giv- ing properties. Send for a Free Trial and mention this advertise- ment. PSYCHINE is sold by all druggists and stored. 50c and $1. "Speak to me, dearest," he cried passionately. "Do you wish me to be joyful? I will laugh if you like. It is all a grim joke. Perhaps I am dream- ing." A defiant look came into her eyes, but in a moment to be replaced by one of dull despair. "Ethel, I will give it all up. For- get what I have i>aid," he said des- perately. A wondrous light swept over her face, and shs jumped joyously to her feet. Oh, Cyril, say it is a bad dream "Have you seen Mr. Joesph late- ly?" he asked suddenly. "Yesâ€" no. Why do you ask?" Harecastle replied in suspicion. "I have no particular reason, but [ understood that you and he are great friends. Every one in the City takes a great interest in him, you know." "I suppose so," Harecastle re- plied indifferently, and lapsed into silence. Ackroyd was revelling in his restored fortunes, and he was in a most genial mood. He made one or two attempts at opening a conversation, but Harecastle's re- plies were in monosyllables, and so he gave up the effort in disgust. But he felt convinced that his com- panion's evident discomposure was due to Joel, and he would dearly love to have known what was going on. Harecastle .'eft him at Charing Cross with a curt nod, and entered a cab outside. He drove straight! to his chambers in the Albany, for the town house was closed. By the time he had had a warm bath, it' was five o'clock, and he would soon! have to leave to keep the dreaded appointment. Joel was not in when he arrived, and he was received by Mrs. Gold- berg and Rebekah. "My brother has -telephoned that he cannot get here till seven-thirty. He wished me to ask you to dine with us, without ceremony," she added as Harecestl^ glanced at hit morning clothes PER CENT. P E R O E N T VOU can have 9 per cent, interest by ' dointr busine.ss with us, and can wf>J<draw your money by giving oprC weelc i^-ii^tic2. We pay interest monthly. TV«i{^i3, PATRIARCHE & COMPANY standard Stook Exchans:e Building, Toronta PER CENT. ON m mi t^V^^^^WV^^W^^^ i ^^A^A < I^V^W W ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^ mo^ elaborately bound volume, newspaper or magazine until it has gone through a certain disiufcclicg ; process. For this purpose on his travels he always carries an ap- paratus for disinfecting books and newspapers. This consists of a re- ! ceptacle and battery, capable of PRINTING BUTTER DIRECT generating 95 degrees of heat. The TTtrwr mtTT:- /-inr'nuT Dook. newspaper, or magazine is I- ROM THE CHLRN. placed in the apparatus for a long- Whether butter should be print- «•â-  "' shorter Period, acfoi-djnjj to - ed direct from the churn or after j"^«' ^'^>''^ °' binding.' etc. it has cooled a few hours is one of i General Kuropatkin, who is giv- Rebekah looked at him .;hvlv but ^^^ questions discussed in a recent '"S to the world a good deal of in- fs very £^ Har'casti^ ' was ' '«.-« ^L'^^ ^'^w York Produce Ra- 1 feresting matter concerning the was very silent. Uarecastle was forced to re3ard her with renewed interest, for it was the first time view. Some correspondents favor ! 'at" Russo-Japanese war, has the one method and some the other, reputation of being the mosc perse- to be his wife. She made an ab- solute contrast to Ethel's fair beauty; but to an unprejudiced ob-j server she was none the less charm- 1 ing. Her fine black hair wasj smoothly coiled and her finely-arch- 1 ed brows gave her a majestic ap-j That you have been joking, and welpearanoo. S.ie was tall, with a! he had ^en her, now that she was- ^""^/"K up the prints after the but- j venng man in the Russian Army ter has been hardened in a rcfrig- |When he was an obscure lieutenant erator for some hours tends to les- 1 he once went with some comrades sen the loss of moisture and give t" the colonel to ask permission to a print with better edges and oi)e join a certain e.\-pedition that was that will wrap and handle better then being organized. The colonel than prints made from the fresh refused their request, and Kuro- hutter. There are machines made patkin's friends departed, but the now for printing butter and these f'-iture General remained standing aro going to be hai)py together af ter all." "Yes, it is a bad joke," he said defiantly. Just a few moments she gave her- self up to her love. She pressed herself cl)sely to him, and their hearts beat in unison. A radiant love beamed on him from her eyes, and their lips met in the ecstasy of their passion. f^plendid carriage, and her figure was gracefully rounded. Harecastle felt impelled to pay her attention ; for he must under this engagement appear as as possible. He was the k make the printing of refrigerated at the bottom of the stfps where butter comparatively easy. There the colonel had leit him. Eighteen is much to be said on both Bides, hoar-, afterwards the colonel came however, and if the butter is firm downstairs and found the lieuten- naturali """^ the moisture well incorporated , ant still waiting patiently there to kind of '*''^^^'^*'°''y ^'â- ork can be done by , fpeak to him. "Very well, you can nted to F""'ing direct from the churn. One join the expedition," he said. man who once having consented to , , , , a certain course, would pursue it| I'Ofespondent puts the case for whole-heartadly. He watched the P""',"''"?. """ coohng as follows : result of his words, and felt inde-| Packing the butter in the bo.\es scribably mean, as her color came|'t"'® .*^â„¢^ ** packing into tubs. Yes, he woiild choose his own and went, showing only too clearly |fh« moisture cannot escape so eas- happiness, and Joel could hurl his her love for him. Mrs. Goldb«rg 1'^ »°t *""» '« retained in the but- thunderbolt. His love would be ! looked on in perplexity. Not for I t«r. Butter can be packed into compensation for the dishonor of one moment did she think that Lord '"'•s *nd set in the refrigerator to his name. H3 strained her to him. Harecastle loved Rebekah, but shei 'l'"""*"' *'^*'" ^"*' '', stripped and and smothered her face in kisses, while she lay peacefully in his arms. But would love compensate? When the blow fell, would sho think that ho had taken the right course ? Would she turn from him, the son of a traitor? Ho knew her upright character and her love of honesty. Would she be content if she knew that her happiness had been pur- chased at the price of his father's disgrace? He cursed himself for had seen something in his manner that had never before been present. (To bo continued.) ONE OF CANADA'S GREATEST BANKS. The shareholders of the Mer- chants' Bank held their annual meeting on December 16th last and ^^ the year's operations show net pro- his "weakness, and quietly unfolded i ^^.^.."^ *''J^|'*'^ three quartes of a her arms from his neck. "It is impossible, Ethel." "Yos, it would be too good to be true. I must not make your task more than you can boar. We must million. These profits are slightly less than the previous year, but conditions have not been so favor- able for profitable operations, ow- ing to increase on interest bearing give it up, Cyril. In my heart 1 1 deposits and smaller earnings from know that you must have some ' *^*'^ loans. good reason for your action. It is I ^^e Merchants' cruel of me to tempt you." j "Try to forget me. Time heals even such a wound. Perhaps you may meet one who is more worthy of you, but never one who loves you more devotedly." She shook her head sadly. "I flo not change so easily. Until I met you, I thought I should nev- er marry." "So it is to bo 'good-bye.'" "Good-bye," she cried, and she bravely tried to keep back the tears. He took her face in his hands, and pressed his lips to her fore- head. She wrenched herself from his arms. "Go, at once," she cried broken- ly. With one last look, Harecastle the prints tui luto the desired bize, but this makes another loss besides the inconvenience of having a lot of odd shaped pieces left to sell either as bulk butter or to repack, which cannot be done satisfactorily when it is hard. Another thing in favor of the box print is that after the butter has become hardened one can obtain a much nicer look- ing print^one that has sharp edges and is true on all sides, perfect in its shape. This kind of a print can be wrapped a great deal bettor, easier and nicer, and makes a neat- its own discounting clientele parti cularly well during the troubled times of the past eighteen months which undoubtedly points to far seeing and careful management. With the revival in trade and the clearing financial horizon they will probably extend every encourage- ment for the development of sound business ent«irprise. Wo would par- ticularly recommend farmers to bring their business to this bank if they wish assistance to help them over the winter season. With deposits of over $40,000,000, and resources of over $5t),000,000, (including immediately available funds of over Twenty-four millions) surely tho Merchants' Bank is an left the room, and the closed door ' absolutely safe repository for tlve shut out Iier sobs, hut they were ' People's savings. We wish tho au- to ring in his ears for many a long thorities of tho Bank all the success day. He felt benumbed with his j they deserve for their liberal, cau- niisery. When he left the house tious and successful management, rain was falling in torrents. He to the consumer, which goes a long way on building up and retaining a reputation for the creamery goods. In shipping prints locally or to eastern markets, it adds con- Bank has the[ siderably to the price of the but- reputation of having looked after ter if upon opening up a box the "you'ro the sort of man the army wants-." One of the most notable achieve- ments of Sir Walter Hillier, who has succeeded Sir Robert Hart as Inspector-General of Customs in China, was the taking of the forts of Shan-hai-Kwan and 5,000 men without the firing of a single shot. During th? Peking troubles soine years ago he was political adviser to General Gaselee, and was sent out with a gunboat from Taku to reconnoitre the coast. At Shan- hai-Kwan Sir Walter wont on shore with an officer an-l only eigh- teen men and requested an inter- view with the Chine.'ie g?neral, which was granted. "The allied forces will be hero in twcnty-fvur hours," said Sir Walter. "The forts are bound to be taken. Why not surrender now?" The Chinese general thought the matter over foi er appearing package to present a while, and his fear of tho Eng- li.sh made him agree. "But wher« shall I surrender?" he asked, "and to whom?" "To u.e, and now," replied Sir Walter, firmly; "other- wise I shall be compelled to open fire upon you." A few minutes walked aimlessly on, for he felt that ho must be moving, in a vain at- tempt to lessen the pain that was consuming him. On ond on he tramped, until he found himself in an unknown su- burb, where he was compelled to inquire his way. Yos, ho had done rightly in mak- ing his socrifice, and that must be his only comfort. Ho found himself hear a District « FIRE 50,000 SHOTS A MINTTE. Model of a New Rnpid-flre Gun PromlMCM Now Departure. Engineers are familiar with the tremendous destructive force in a fly-wheel rim when it bursts ; but it has remained for an inventor '0 apply this to a useful (?) purpose. A 10-inch model of a rapid-fire railway stati in, and he entered a (tun gives promise of a new dopar-' ture if the full-sized article will work like the model. Bullets of lead are poured into a large wheel which is revolved at high speed by means of a crank. They come out in a Hteady stream, ond the inven- tor states that a gun with a ."SO h.p. ii'iotor will fire 80,000 shots a min- ute. Even at this rate, almost ab- solute accuracy of fire is claimed. Those who have seen the results of a fly-wheel wreck would certainly hesitate to charge into the mouth of a battery of guns which were of- fering that kind of a warm roc .op- tion to casual callers. dealer and purchaser both see a nice, even lot of prints, oil of them folded with cream-cut and sharp points, all lying the same way ei- ther on ends or flatways. The same applies to tub butter ; the appear- ance goes a good way with a pro- spective buyer. "This cannot be obtained when the butter is printed direct from the churn, as one cannot print it unless it is in decent shape to handle. Then one cannot turn out as nice a sharp-edged print, nor will it wrap so easily as it will af- ter being let stand in boxes to harden. Of course, withj the 24- pound printers having the butter upon expanding trays, it, can bo „^_ ^ _ _,^^ set away to harden, but jykfhe same I manutactiued. The surplices are time the butter is ~eTp1)sed to the "^ conditions of the air in the refrig- erator whether good or bad." later tho British Hag was flying over Shan-hai-Kwan. The most costly wardrobe in the world belongs, without a doubt, to the Pope. Etiquette compels hiiti to wear different garments eacli day of the year, and, as nearly all of them are ornamented with rich and rare gems, no millionaire could hope to purchase themâ€" even if a value could be placed on them. The Pope's little skull-caps are of the finest silk, while his embroider- ed slippers of velvet are gorgeous to look at. Still more costly ara his gloves, made of white wool, embroidered with fine pearls in th« shape of a cross. A special herd of fifty sheep is kept, from which all tho Papal woollen garments arc train to rot'.ro to town, for he must be in time to keep his apointment with Joel. The carriage was near- ly empty, and he seated himself without looking at the only other passooK'-r, but he was startled by being iiddressed. "Good afternooii, my lord. It is B miserable day," said Ackroyd, for itv^was ho. At first Lord Harecastle did not recognize him. . "bet me see - Mr. ' ho began. "We mot in tho train, aiul after- wards at Wolverholrae Castle," Ackroyd broke in. "Yo.H, 1 remember you now,'' Harc'aHtlo said with an attempt at a smile. Ackroyd was watching him, and notieeil the havoo the last few hours had niado. Ho could Percy "Have you ever loved be- fore/" Edith -"No, Percy. I have often a<lmired men for their PERSONAL PARAGRAPHS. Interrnting (So.sNip About Some Prominent People. The King's lucky number is nine. Both his parents wore born in 1S19, he was born on a 9th, his marriage took place in the year '63, which numbers added the one to the other make nine ; his reign commenced in 1901, he was to have hern crowned on the 27th, which figures added together make nine, and he was actually crowned on the 9th of August. There is no one sii handy at pay- ing a quaint compliment as Mark Twain, and the. simple sincerity of his kindness of heart adds much to his charm of speech. A clergyman of Hartford, C'onn., gives an in- stance of this. He says: "He wait- ed for me »t the church door at the service's end, and shaking me by the hand, said gravely ; 'I mean no offence, but I feel obliged to tell you that the preaching this morn- ing has been of u kin«l that I can spar.'. I go to church, sir, to pur- sue my own train of thought. But I couldn't do it. You forced me to »<> tiie iiiKiiH of mfiital suffering, ' strength, courage, beauty, intelH- and at once cutne to tho ccmclusion genoe, or something like that; but that Joel hnd list no tiiiia in using with yjii, Percy, it is all lovo - the letters. t not*-- "J els«} !" f of the niosl "Viliyible and beautiful lace ; while one toTift c.apo '- tn« "cappa magna," which is rarely worn â€" hangs straight from the shoulders, and literally gleams from tt>p to bottom with gold and precious stones. The rings, too, which the Pope wears are priceless, containing as they do many stones of matchless quality. *. _ GRATEFUL REJECTED ONE. "I am truly sorry to give you .painr Mr. H.inkinson," said the young lady, "but please I'o not allude to this subject again. I can never be your wife." "That is your f\nal answer, Mis^ Irene ?" "It is." "Nothing can induce you to change your decision!" "My mind is finally ard unalter- ably made up." "Miss Irene," said the young man, risini; and looking about for his hat, ''lieforo coming here tliia rveiiiug I made a bet of five dol- lars with Van Perkins that you would say 'No' to my proposal. I have won. It was taking a risk, but I w.ia (le»d broke. Miss Irene," ho eontinmvl, his voice quivering with pm»>ti'>n, "you have saved a dofp'iiring man from the fat;> of .'» Si i ide, ni d won the life long attend to you, and lo; t me a full | respect anr" f steem of a grateful half-hour. 1 beg that this may not, heart. G .od evoning," occur again." j The (Jerman Emperor is getting; I„ L;, id - 1, ther.> is an aveva'te mori^ afraid of microbe-i tli.iu ever. ' ,,f ^,•.^â- .•, cler ty.'u <ii to evorv 2,000 and ho will not even touch the i p,>rsoas. r '