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Miss De Burgh had no idea of the enâ€" @agement between Miss Hamilton and Walter Bohun, for the two still kept it a profound secretâ€"and she was not disâ€" pleased on that happy cvening to read something more than admiration in the young man‘s face. For, with all the strength of her warm passionate nature, Inez loved Walter Bohun, and she had resolved that he should return her love; she had loved him from the first moment she saw him by the brookâ€"side. 4 Walter was simple and inexperienced ; he did not know the charm that drew him constantly to the Hall; the glamour of love was him. He had made one mistake in lrmd now he was to make a greater. He had mistaken the quiet brotherly affection he had always felt Florence had noticed the long teteâ€"aâ€" tete, and the admiring look that her lover bent upon their hostess. A sharp pang of jealousy shot through the girl‘s heart as she saw Walter‘s impassioned It was half reluctantly that Walter wqpllod;.h wanted to remain near this dariing Circe who had captivated and enâ€" tralled him. A few weeks since he would have asked from Fortune nothing better than to be with Florence. Now the schhought of leaving the radiant girl by is side for conversation or a dance with his betrothed was wearisome. He had tasted the charmed cup. ‘‘That is hardly fattering to your old friends Mr. Bohun. Seeâ€"there is Florâ€" ence looking at us with eyes full of wonâ€" der! Let us join her." ‘‘At whose call?"" she asked, with an air of innocenca that she knew well how to assume. ‘‘Can you ask me, Miss De Burgh?! I seem to perceive beauty and grace for the first time." Do not go into raptures, Mr. Bohun," she interrupted, laughing. "I am rather amused. I should hardly hays thought you capable of mppreciating anything but sober jors _ My own case is different, I contess honehly that 1 like excitement of all kinds. The. only Approach to A fault that I have noticed in you is that you seem too aulet."‘ _ ‘‘Ah, you do not know me! I feel as though Iâ€" hadâ€"awakened from a "long decp sleep."* F "I am not a ‘sober joy.‘ I suppose,‘" she returned, with a pretty pout. ‘‘You, Miss De Burgh? You are fasâ€" cination itsifâ€"irresistible; you areâ€"‘* ""I should never tire of waltzing with you," declared Walter. "I would give years of life‘s sober joys for one such halfâ€"hour as this." "I am never tired of waltzing," she said as they siood for a few minutes watching the happy couples as the went floating by. â€" â€" Inez opened the ball with Lord Beas dale, then Walter claimed ber for i waltz. The music, the perfumes, the flashing jewels, the waving plumes, and the beautiful women all brought to bim a sense of enchantment. When the notes of the waltz sounded and he moved to #te music with Miss De Burgh, he was fascinated beyond expression. Her lusâ€" trous eyes were raised to his. ber red lips were parted with the sweetest of smiles, Florence was bewildered by the coup & asil that the ballâ€"room presented; but she and Walter were more than bewildâ€" ered when Inez stood before them, her Fradiant face bright with smiles of welâ€" eomie,. Walter hud never seen Mias Da Eurgb bei,;o in eveningâ€"Uress, and he was literally u«zzled by ber bewitching besuty. A robe of white satin gleamod through the white Tae@ that shrouded its bright folds, a coronet of diamonds lay inid the dark wary masses of balt, a diaâ€" mond necklace enciroled the shaf)aly throat, diamonds gleamed on the hbare arms. In the bodice of her dress he wore one crimeon camellia, and that was the only show of color which relieved her attire. She was indeed a vision of loveâ€" lineas. Florence â€" hardly _ recognized herself when she gave the final look in the large mirror. The bright glistening silk was softened by rich white lace; the fuir face, gsually so calm and trangail, | was fushed with excitement; there was a light in her eyes which came from hopes ms brigho as they were beautiful. The: thick colls of lightâ€"brown hair were woven and placed like a coroget round the graceful begd, The wellâ€"shaped arms and neck rivalied the ,paurls that gleamâ€" ed upon them. A fair yision of loveliâ€" mess was Florence Hamilton «1 she stood in ber ballâ€"dres«. fer mother and lover were both proud of ber. The ball was the first Florence ever aitended, usd for some days pregiously she had been in what was lurker aD extraordinary flutter of excitement. Mrs. Hamiiton, remembering her own youthâ€" ful days, had perbaps exceeded her inodâ€" est means in purchaing the pretty dress that Florence wore. <he eould not proâ€" cure new ornaments, but she placed the parure of pearls thit bad been a wedding present from her busband in Florence‘s bands as the only gift she could offer her The pretty pink dress and the gleaming pearls had a very simple and effective tollette. Florence Hamilton liked her new friend exceedingly, and Inez was not less fond of the fair gentle English â€"girl who was in every respect so great a contrast to berself. Mrs. Hamiiton and Florence at first felt unwonted pleasure that Walter had found new and congenial friends. Inez visited them froquently, and was never more happy than when she could perâ€" suade Florence to pass the day with ber; and Waler would often join thein in their ram bles through the forest of Charnâ€" ley. A great intimacy had sprung up beâ€" tween the family at the Hall and the Rectory people. Sir Hubert had taken a great fancy to the young beir of the Bohuns; be felt both pity and indignaâ€" tiion as his isolated condition. In bis sarly youth be had known Sir Thornton â€"â€"they had been young men of fashion together. He counld not understand how the Baronet couid allow his heir to reâ€" main in such an obscure villago as Oulâ€" stop, and he resolved to do all in his m- to atone for the old Baronet‘s negâ€" The consequence was that Waiter mow spent some hours every day at the Hall, riding and fishing with Sir Huâ€" bert, driving with him over the estate, and gleaning from bim many valusble hints concerning the management of landed property. Bir Hubert had been profuse in bis fuvitations; all the hu::s familles of the country were there, the sedate es un i. hume e aet on been forgotten. was as were Mrs. Hamititon and _ Florence, escorted by Walter Bobun. ture and the blush that covered Inez‘s were all new and of rare and rich design. The ballâ€"raom seemed to be one mass of green foliage and rare exotics, the whole lllumined by innumerable chandeliers. affair, The state apartments of the Hall, so long closed, were thrown open; the so long closed, -m open; the PROMISEk. last wore his. 1t was not a cheerfal state of affair®, and the girl‘s frce began to look very grave; there was no light of happiness shining now in the cleat eyen. One morningâ€"It was the last hopefal one of poor Florence‘s lifeâ€"the weloome sonnd of the postman‘s knook was beard at the n&g::oor Mrs. Hamilton took the letters the servant. There was one for Plorence in Waiter‘s handwritâ€" "'..‘: fllak)quAm _afford some pleasure to her daughter; who had seemed But Florence could not avoid notl:? that there was never any mention their marriage or of the future that he had once painted for ber in such bright colors. Nor did he rpeak of his prospects, his new estates, or the houses that it ‘Florence wrote to Walter and he re plied. His letters were always kind and affectionate, very much ike the letters of & brother to m sister; but, if Florence hnz known the world better, she would haÂ¥o recognized that there was little in them that bespoke the lover. Of late however even these epistles bad grown rarer, Sometimes two or three woeks would elapse, and then a hurried little mote would come saying how much the writer was onp.pd._ j Long dreary months np‘n-d. and there was as yet no time fxed for Walter‘s return. Neither had the De Burgh fam ily given any intimation of coming to the Hall. Some weeks afterwards the family at the Hall left Oulston to spend the end of the seagon in London. Inez called to say goodâ€"bye to Florence and Mrs. Hamâ€" jlton. Sne thougbt the former cold and constrained in her manmner, and so did not, as she had intended, ask her to write to her while she remained in town. The village seemed quiet and deserted now, and poor Florence begin to count the days which must elapse before her lover feturned. She little thought that Walter Bohun and herself would never meet in Oulston again. *‘Perhaps 1 do now,"" she replied. ‘ We are going to London nétt month, and then I may tell you more about it." Walter pressed his lips upon the banc that ha held in his and want away, th music of her words ringing in his car«. ‘‘Now, Walter," cried Sit Hubert "are you ready?" â€" She reperted the words @lowly after him, a deep blush covering hr face. ‘‘Will you try to like me, Inez!"" he whispered. _ ‘‘What would you like me to say?"‘ she asked amilingly. Hia face grew pale with emotion. ‘‘Say, ‘Goodâ€"bye dear Walter; I will try to like you.‘ * ‘‘Yes; let ms take one kind word with me to cbeer and brighten the way. ‘ Then he hurried to the Hall. Sir Huâ€" bert entered heartily into his affaira Inez stood listening, with a dreamy softâ€" ened expression on her face, Sir Huber! loft thein to eay adieu while be ordered the dogâ€"cart, intending to drive Walte: to the station bimself. + "Goodâ€"bye, Walter," she responded quletly; and her lins quivered and her eyes grew dim with tears as she spoke. ‘"Ko you are ‘going to London, Mr Bohun?"‘ said Inez. Only the day before he had kissed with far greater ardor n rosebud that Incz had touched ! . "I have not a moment to apare, Florâ€" ence,"" he said. ‘"I shall write to you bhowever when I reach London. Goodâ€" bys, dear;" and he put his lips lightly to hers. While affairs wars in this unsatisfac tory state a new career was dawning for Walter Bohun. A message came one morning summoning him to London, where sir Thornton lay dying ‘at his town house. He bad wished at last to see his longâ€"neglected helr. There was but little time for uttering farewells. Walter went first to the cotâ€" tage and told his news. e q O e en ane _ The calm face grew pale and sad, the doveâ€"like eyes had a deep shadow beâ€" neath thein, there was a ring of pain in every word thit fell from her lips. Not that she thought yet of the worst ‘that might happen. She was jealous and unâ€" bappy, and, though she visited Inez, at times there was something like anger springing up in her heart for her beauâ€" tiful rival. But Florence saw Jt all. The gentle fuithful beart was stung to the quick. His love had been her life, her hope, her all; her mother had thought very much of it, and bad rejoiced in the future that she believed her child would enjoy. Ah, why had this radiant beauty, with her proud face, come to take her lover from her? Florence wept passionate bitter tears. Surely Miss De Burgh, with her anclent lineagze. ber noble nafe. her bright loveliness, might have been happy with one of the peers she had talked about! Wiy must she step in and luse Walter from her? Outwardly things went on as usual; but in reality Walter bad awakensd to the knowledge that he loved the beautiâ€" ful Inez de Burgh with a devotion to which he could set no limit. The affecâ€" tion he had entertained for Florence was as different from his overpowering allâ€"mastering love as moonlight from sunlight. He would have given a year of bis life for one loving word from the haughty lips. 16 was first love, without reason, without control, without anyâ€" thing save its own violence. Stlll no word did he utter of love to the one girl, while materially he did not change to the other. It was very slowly that the truth dawned upon Florena#; but she could nok avold seeing it at lengtb. Walter‘s visits to the cottage besame lest freâ€" quentâ€"he seemed to live at the Hall. She bad met bim riding with Inez in the green lanes, and they had pulled up and spoken to her. But on such occaâ€" slons she did mot like the light on the beautiful face or the air of confusion with which ber lover met hor. thought of the events of the evening, she did not feel antisfied. There was something new and strange about Waltet. Yot the next evening he came as usual, and was kind and affectionate in hbis manner. True he seemed ratoer * 14 and once or twice he called bar .» ;," at which she smiled and her mother looked grave. alone. lomnnlmru-z liad left bim. ‘‘Mr. Bobun," she said, ‘"have you danceed with Ficrence yeit" Hoé began to stammer some exouse. ‘‘Nonsense,‘‘ she oried. ‘"Come with meâ€"she is in the conservatory with Mre. Hamiltonâ€"and you will then be able to thank me for having procured you » ‘sober joy.‘ * Thlto'llllll‘i‘fl’.d sarcasm in her voice; yet, slight as it was, it gave fresh impulse to Waiter‘s new train of feeling. _ 0 its It was with no little embarrassment thas 8ir Waiter Bohun inquired of Dooâ€" tor Marsh how Mrs. Hamilton and Florâ€" ence were. *They have left Oulston,"" answered the Reotor mlly;“;‘n;l..llr !lm ex» press an opinion, ter, I should ::""'m'““"‘" themâ€" honered hy hearing that you have once informed Mrs. Hamilton. ‘‘Mother,‘‘ sail Florence when the Rector had taken his departure, "I bave forgiven him, but do not let me see him again. I must not look upon his face or hear his volce. Let me go away from here; it would kill me to stay.‘‘ Accordingly the pleasant little home was broken up, and the mother and f@aughter went to London to reside with a cousin of Mrs. Hamilton‘s Four months after the marriage a Amor came to Oulston that Sit Walter and Lady Bohun were about to visit Burgh Hall, to spend some weeks there. Very slowly the girl regained health and strength and took up the dutiles of life once more; but she was changed. A eweet patient gravity never left her; the suffering through which she nad passed seemed to have robbed her of youth, and all interest in life. No faise hope deâ€" ceived her. She knew that the one love of her life had been shattered, that the jJoys of existence were ended; but she tried bravely to live down the past and to devote her thoughts to the dutiea of the present and the future, It was well, the Ractor and Mrs. Hamilton agreed, that the engagement had never been made public, and, out of consideration for the unhappy girl, they decided that Walter Bobun should be allowed to go unpunished and the seore§ should remain a secret still; so that no one in OQulston knew that Florence bad loved, had been betrothed to, and forâ€" saken by Sir Walter Bohun. But he did not see Florence; the genâ€" tle heart, though strong to bear. was crushed and broken. She had gathered together every memento of her betrayed love, every dower which Walter had given her, and which she had carefully preserved, every letter he had written, the Inst violets they bad gathered toâ€" gother in the fir wood, and had made a parcel of them and on the inner wrapâ€" ing she had written in a trembling gnnd, ‘‘I forgive you. Heaven bless you and make you happy!‘‘ Then she ssnt it to the young Baronet; and after this the sorelyâ€"tried spirit gave way. When the Rector called to express his indignation and his sympathy, poor Florence lay fighting hard for dear life. Dr. Marsh called upon them. He had felt unwilling at first to see the girl whom his pupil had so cruelly wronged. He was a man of unblemished honor; he considered Waiter more criminal even than if he bad stolen Mrs. Hamilton‘s purse or forged her name. It was reluctâ€" antly that he went into the house upon which so dark a shadow had fallen. "I would not have a son of mine marry a girl descended, as Inez de Burgh is, from a gipsyâ€"mother. He will live to repent it, as you will see.‘ _ "It is such a suitable match,‘"" they agreed ; ‘Miss De Burgh is so beautiful, and Sir Walter so rich|" They were astonished when â€" Mre. Hamliton, unable to bear the conversaâ€" tloy_nny longer, said angrily:â€" Soon after the unhappy girl lay ill on a couch and heard the pealing of the bells rung in honor of the marriage of Miss De Burgh, which was célebrated in London. For days afterwards she rose and listened with an aching heart to the gossip of the many visitors who came to discuss the wedding. Ab, how thankful she was now that her fatal engagement bad been kept so profound a secret! How little the unconscious callers who wonâ€" dered at Mrs. Hamilton‘s want of symâ€" pathy with the topic that engrossed them guossed that the pale girl who listened so quletly to their comments had been the promised wife of the man whom they praised so warmly ! â€" ‘ *‘Mamma,"‘ interrupted the Eoor girl, ‘‘you will kill me if you speak harshly of him! I do not think be is so much to blame. He had seen no one but me when he thougbt be loved me; now he has mingled with the world, and finds I am mot suited to him. I am not beautiful and gifted."" Here the speaker‘s yoice faltered,, her lips quivered, and the girl‘a wounded heart found relief in a passionâ€" ate burst of tears, Mrs. Hamilton was obliged for the present to control her hot angry indignaâ€" tlon; she saw that Florence could not bear to listen to it. *‘*Do not say such things, my dear!" cried her mother indignantly. ‘"He is a treacherousâ€"‘‘ She felt the hottest indignation n}nlm the man who had trampled the life and love of ber darling child beneath his feet. They had not sought kim; he bad come voluntarily and asked Florence to be his wife. He had taught the poor girl to love bim, be had made every wish and hove of her baart his own. and now a *‘‘Mammg,‘‘ said a feeble volce, ‘‘do not look -J angry; it was my fault I ought to have seen long ago that Walter loved her best.‘‘ fairer face had taken him from her. He Lad broken the most solemn promise a man could make; what was to atone to her child, what was to heal ber bruised, bleeding heart? For a few minutes the mother felt Inclined to prociaim her wrong® to the world, to ocver the traitor with sharoe and confusion. It was cruel, almost bearticss, written by a man who knew not how to excuse his breech of honor. Involuntarily Mrs. Hamilton‘s hand tightened on the paper. *‘ My poor fathcriess girl!‘‘ she cried. ‘‘If we had had some one to protect us, he would not have dared to treat you nappler as you are than it you had sharei the life of one so infeii>r to you and so unworthy of you as myssif.‘‘ becurtmore. ArsieredicenPescsassd ts MR 1. d ton bethought herself of it and, picking 'h.h-.oh-'.l had fallen, she z&o words that had been as a \“ to the trembling girl before "Florence,‘* the letter began, "I canâ€" not, dare not ask you to forgive me. I am not worthy of you, and never .was. When I asked you a year ago to be my wife, I thought I loved yeu as a man loves the woman that he cheoses from all the world to sbare his fate. Now I know that my feeling for you was that of quist sincere friendship and mhll’ more. I have met one whom I love as can never love another. Florence, do not hate or despiss me if 1 tell you that, when you read this letter, Inez De Rurgh will be my wife. Fate and love have been too strong for me; still I shall never be truly happy until I know that you forâ€" give my broken promise. Were you leas godd, less paticnt, less herote, 1 would. not cx,<c it; but, kmflu¢u 'oll.l‘ ‘‘nture so plead for pardon. You will br hands. 0-‘-1 nearge Mre. Hamilâ€" "ailn hm oo ipind Tat Tat nosnnt lenlk 2000 lntice opennh aak ced e forgive his old at ‘‘She is so young and so beautifu)!, | Mre Micbael Oortain, Piainfield, I!}. Walter,‘* he said, ‘"that you must have | vakes the stutement that she caught :m,;";h“.-o:__whaw-h ‘old, which settled on her lungs; she The old Baronet: however had bee» | *** treated for a month by ber fimily buried for more than five years, and | bysician, but grow wores Ha to‘d Ines had not settied down yet. On the she was a hopless victim of consump contrary, with her increase of wealth ‘ob and that no medicine could cure whims also seemed to Increase. Her )i s H d D was a continual round of entertainmen Py 1 r droughs «ompreted D. Rest and repose seamed farther off than Klu-lh' D“mhm"' ever, and Sir Walter began to despalr on; she bought a and to her as â€" A darker shadow was cresping over «ghe found berself baneGtted from n+â€" ‘:-:"-". l“-"m .""“":a"""" wat doen. She contingued its ase ar* other name wes linked wit> ‘heve." ‘vir. | !**r taking aix bottles, found bâ€"r~ ) imons matrons looked grave when the | ound and well; now does her ow! “m“q m ‘w t â€"I ther had "alwars sntd an and . heut y.-.-..'.“.“ _'.“."' \ A darker shadow was cresping over his home. Rumor ciroulated _ strange tales of the besutifal Lady Bohan; anâ€" other name was linked with hers, Virâ€" far as he could see; he had longed te enter Parliament, to initiate those reâ€" forms which he nrg.d so ably in the dally press and the ding magazines. Inez however disliked all such notitns, and, whenever he broached the subject, :;‘wu met wlthB; utor:; of objections repromches, ambition was dying away. Ahb, how often and how sadly be thought of the quict vilh‘r home where he had been so hbappy! How often and how vainly h6 wished that he had been l'r to Florence and o g::-;;m 4 length death took ubert, who to the last was hopeful for his child. He knew In the second year of his married life Sir Walter Bohun found himself a comâ€" plete nonentity in his own house. Everyâ€" thing and every one in it were made eubservient to her ladyship‘s whime. She seldom spent an evening at home; If her husband accempanied her in her many engagements, she smiled amiably â€"If he did not, she went alone. thongnlng belles in the world of fashâ€" lom. No ball or party was considered complete without her, no tableaus vivâ€" ants or charades could be unnm withâ€" out the aid of her expressive and graceful figure. no small measure; her bens mots were repeated and extolled. And her beauty rocured for her universal admiration. Ld:Bohnn became, in short, one of Eir Walter Bohun often said that fate had not been kind to him. He bad been engaged to one of the sweetest and genâ€" tloss girls on earth, and he had basely deserted her. He had loved a brilliant coquettish besuty whom he had made his | _ Ipex, on the first day of her nover shrank from any duty, however painful. The sick men looked up to her with a grateful reverent affection. Her gentle volce was often heard in the solâ€" emn quictude of the night repeating the prayers the soldiers had Jearpt at their mother‘s knees, Florence had found her mission at lask for Egypt was Flotéence Hamiiton. Thankful at last to have found an juterâ€" est in life, thankful that she could be of use, she left old England without a sigh of regret. Aud now, in her new sphere of life, Florence was, as far as she could be, bapby. She was one of the most skilful and energetio nurses in the devoted band She never wearied; she soothed the last bours of many a dying hero; she plied, and within a few weeks of the Marylorm.b\uolnobkm volunteered services. Among that brave band of nurses who left England for Eaypt was Flofence â€" Hamiiton. m. Bhe had ne one in whom she w cousin was an covsntric wedded to her own habits and oldâ€"fashioned ways. Fiorence felt keenly the want of some ::uhflnh.uh“lulh.!h ther‘s life she refused swo offers, her heart being dead to love; but that did not prevent u:“o- ll-:.h‘t. nn-oonupfl-w shou! engross her time and her thoughts. She fuund it a6 lnst. The British Army was fightin= against terrible odds on the mn..u Egypt, and the climate and a fierce encaunters had already laid many a brave fellow low. The hospitals of Cairo were full of sick and wounded, and exâ€" perienced nurses were sadly needed. The: want had only to be known to te supâ€" about the occurrence. !'h'."::'l-t Death had robbed poor of her thother _ three years after they went to Lendon. The girl conâ€" singed to reside with her cousin; but was her surprise when she foun In fln Prprarpennt Whinour aaring o ie S teet pennest the remarket io here. _ How will that thooghiful Florence like London, r"“*f' We duese s merecamen no reply; and Lady Bobup, in the mul}â€" her «aSaire, scon forgos all rnver coneiguncg . 15 was in the dins hospleat wart, with | (D agry owever considered fapl I n ie row fonflotrtt | whe lifeâ€"blood coning down his paild feos: | PASSFRT untries she hadq th8¢ Vlorence saw again the lever of Dismas: fs6 of repartee in her youth and her neart went out to A Ee Ns She Hom now tn tore mt un on |pinaeney when d raat ulmh-nlnnvlm- was all hee '_ '..' is fulfliling is. The sick and the poor are her care; her miesion lies amengst them, n!.o‘lfi.:.m Florence Hamilton returned to Engâ€" land at the close of the campaign. She has a noble purpose now in life, and she Mre Micbael Cartain, Piainfield, 1}!. wakes the stutement that she caught ‘old, which settled on her lungs; she was treated for a month by ber fimily & sinall stone marks the restingâ€"place of the last ot the Bobuns. Carlshill is in strange hands now; but ‘qflmvthr-n'hodmhn- tiful woman who deserted her husband, and they tell of his untimely death in the said in answer to his nu-o;:aa;i;fimtu him. o‘: open letters one morning, lou:ln‘mmnthofllwd a leading daily journal, oa-ha him th":utd war correspondent. ero was very opening he would have desired abore all others. He was cemsidered a good descriptive writer, and his hwa all things militaryâ€"he had in ’MIgu:.;:d“Mh:‘umfimm onsly tho: en Armyâ€" was sufficiently wlthg the purpose, Onthodu-npmmollun“mldm din of battle, he would at find oeâ€" Florence Hamilton was busy among her patients when the ladyâ€"superintendâ€" ent of the hospital joined her, and in s low voice requested her attendance in Pflonndimm' ulness. _ _ _ i hree days later Sir Walter Bobhun was aboard the Rampant, bound fer Alexâ€" ® ® ® & ® ® They buried the dashing n.m.uum-’flm | deariy. But, gently as the bic Burgh, and how poor Fiorence had shivâ€" ered and had a foreboding of evil; she hduuhdtlntb-.‘dtbupfi brook changed to a wail of sorrow. sad the course of their lives had become since then! Full of sorrow and repent* ance, he admitted bis fault, and vonâ€" l.-dlhu\hopnahhmnminlt. What should he do with his life? This was Sir Wulter‘s constant thought. He could not: enter the world of fashion again. He shrank from all contact with those who had known him and were familiar with his story. . _ iduhldn&h-lo...hhhl- b;tunh of his inâ€" memory wronged nocent love came back to bim with inâ€" ereased bitterness. He felt the retribution was just; he had forsaken her, and mow, in his turn be had been cruelly betrayed. He remembered the patient face and the quiet loveâ€"lit eyes, and he acknowledged in the bitterness of his sou! that they were full of a bigher beanty than the daziling charms that B e his country rexid» ence. fl-n':ll-ybhfi to forget the shame she had orushed him. ‘The staie of dishoner was more than be could beat. is ele td Sof Toh ‘artd of feahice He To hide his sertorw and i for their country abode, Ines had ;!fi‘l“Ofi.“b sook ime h <«~|sanderson‘s Bakery â€"____. QODONTUNDER Por the painiess Extraction of teeth "he »filce wil} be olosed every Friday Fred G. Hughes D.D.S. DENTIST. Miice in the Oddfellow‘s Block. Waterlicoo, Ont. J. A. 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WEBB M D., ILLAR & .SIM8, * Thin wetiznr‘s Siook, Cunesbago. 4 * a. n BOWLBT, Im ‘.-.T-_.. ata reasomable fgurc. Torms Pursioraxa, BSunezons, Bro. _ '%flr‘rnmw Offlce and Residenceâ€"Jobn stree: iecomunte s | Geoiger :h’ to Loan) © Dmm 1TT8 BLOCK â€" Waeieo |House and Sign Painter. s. S. A. HUTCHISON. O8 Falp C Kemmares Toisp se on t menial. mm | Okurch lm. w. Address MRDICAL. care of H. Wateria « s«‘ "IWANTED and lirk Stroote, Water» . . .CARDS, PFriday after | Ma«n, Woman or Child, who, after A. B. MoBurper Beware of imitations. Put up in Red Cartons. 250 and 50c a bottle, at all leadâ€" ing Drug Stores or send to Man, W who, after ser. DR HOOFLANDS® CoXsumrrio® CURE, for Coughs, Colds, Asthma, ete., and were not benefited. satisfaction. BRESLAU CARRIAGE Works giving good Vehicle Oiler) luredâ€"simply because we understand ex: actly what is required and have the latest improved clipper grinder on the market. We charge 50c a pair and guarantee our work Pat. ‘g6. It‘s We are now busy grinding clippers from all parts of the country and we guarantee to mmroldolipputo-tqnlbilnt better than the best new elippers manufacâ€" While You Wait. Ground and Repuired us ty Paoix dagals mepat ogt L TPPERRS Granite and Marble Works . I" sn a holing diouny Pechoies ts un wmumum consisting of horves, carriages Anccs dereat, prom pmeress Hello There ! SBnyder‘s Drug Store, NMISS ANNA R. BEAN Teacher of Tiaco and Orgar; of A.8. Vogt of the Toreato Conâ€" -m,.m ’fi-tu.-.. s Enmee peovied bor oi eenisotens s EMIL F. gRAUN . Nouse and Sign Painter Waterloo, "Mm C. L. HENDERSON, BERLIN, Livery for Sale. o t i t ~1 No Cure! No Pay ! The one price store in the Coun Watarloo Ont HORSE & TOILET FREE : ) Mess WATERLOO WATERLOO