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4 Out af «heer gratitude for the great service he had rendered her, Theo held out her hand, and a filush of anger rose ‘to her face as he raised it to his lips, pressing a kiss upon it, murmuring how délighted he was to see her looking so well after her terrible accident and orâ€" deal of brain fever through which she had passed. "I must thank you for saving a huâ€" man life, Mr. Hawthorne," said Theo; "but all the same, I wish you had left me to my fate." ma %‘Mmmm e mnoctinhe Tad givee Ther n song en s.eeping potion; therefore m:oonhy sus was shining into the room before the girl opened her dark, wondering "Why?" he demanded, drawing his cbair a trifie nearer her. "You are young, andâ€"beautiful; life should hold golden pleasures in store for youâ€"unlimâ€" ited joy." â€" Joy! what joy could there be for her, now that the dazzling gleam of love that had shone upon her heart like n ndhn, t meteor had set in eternal darkâ€" ness Frank Hawthorng smiled as this mesage was delivered. and, tossing aside his cigar, and giving his luxuriant mousâ€" tache an additional curl with his white fingers,he followed Dorcas into the sickâ€" He had made quite a toilet for the ocâ€" easion. His wellâ€"proportioned figure was set off to excellent advantage by the cutâ€" @way coat and immaculate white duck vest, while his crisp, curling hair and sweeping moustache, together with the white straw hat and ebony walkingâ€"stick the carried, gave him quite a jaunty apâ€" pearance. wmommdh&k. face of Dorcas Lane. _*"Will you kindly tell me where I am?" she asked piteously» e "You are in good hands," replied Dorâ€" @as . "Frank Hawthorne saw you take that mad leap into the rapids, and he saved you, and brought you herée. I am his aunt. I have been taking care of you for some time past. You were very il!; we thought you were going to die. Why did you jump into the water?" asked Dorcas, curiously. "Frank has been here every day to Inguire about you and leave delicacies I promised him that he should see you #oâ€"day," pursued Dorcas. . "You ought to thank him, at ieast, for periling his life to save yours." Lifeâ€"all the future yearsâ€"would be but & sorry pilgrimage to her without Harry Strathmore‘s love! ‘‘There may come a day when you may have wealth and love, Miss Theo," he went on, eagerly; "then you will reâ€" gka"hn I did not leave you to your tes â€"‘This time an answer wes not denied her. C "Mine was not worth it." sobbed Theo; "but if.you think best, I will see him and thank him for his bravery." "I may never . have wealth." said Theo; "if I ever should, I shall reward you for what you have done for me." fhe stopped abruptly, for the change that came over his face startled heri the light that flashed into his eyes elecâ€" trified her. "You have it in your power to reword me now,beautiful Theo!" he cried. Then for & .moment a dead silence fell be tween them. "You haveâ€"the power to reward me now, beautiful Theo," he reâ€" peated. ."Give me this little hand for my ownâ€"the little hand that I rescued from the cold clasp of desth. I love you, little Theo," he ctied. . ‘"Pardon me if I am brusque and abrupt; have pity on me if my words and actions do not you. Love will be: my reâ€" love will make me all that I be. ~Oh, Heaven help. any man who loves a woman ms<I love you!" ‘Theo would not answer her; she turnâ€" ed her face to the wall with a bitter groan. "Lord! what a fool a man will make of himself to please the eyes of a breadâ€" andâ€"butter schoolâ€"girl," muttered Dorâ€" eas, as she behcld him; then she led him into Theo‘s presence. BShe was quite stunned by his wild, impetuosity, too much surpris to utter one word of interruption dr r her . hand . away«.. Passionate like these terrified her. He had caught hold of her little white hand again, and she was too dazed rnd bewildered to withdraw it from his firm â€"â€" All that she knew in her bewilderâ€" ent ‘was that she was sitting in the willow rooker by the open window, m‘ up with pillows, and that ; Hawthorne, the man whom she hald always disliked so cordially, and yet hmmnfim‘:‘m«m& Aude, was at fest, dasp ‘hunm.:cgr::mum her lt.mg. th:.wmn flmm- and want of words, and then Thes found her voice. She was sitting in a large willow rockingâ€"chair by the openm window, though still extremely weak. She wore the white mull dress she had worn from Btrathmore Ha!! that night, and which had been freshly laundered by Dorcas for this very occasion. . To think that I should owe my .ife to him," thought Theo, as she beheld him standing smilingly on the threshoid; "and I have always disliked him so ever since Tâ€"have known him." "Hush!" she orled, her anger getting the better of hor resolve to try to feal grateful toward him, "I can not underâ€" «tand why you speak to mé in this way. lmgfiflp‘mmmls- 4rying my to feel kindly, even gratoful, to you. but yourare forcing me mal-m.gmn-." "Do not. that, Theo," ns cricd. "I must h#-‘w L Jove you, Hitle you be mine?" â€" "Are i asking me to bo your wife, He advanced, still smiling, taking & soat b,‘;_ her sideâ€"too near to quite She shook her brown curly kpad â€" Author of "When Lovely Maiden to Folly," .‘‘Parted by Fate," & Partodat the Allls," Rie. A CHAPTER XL BY LAURA JHAN LIBEBE Y "I do not wish you to forget them, Mr. Hawthorné," .she answered proudâ€" ly. "I wish yon to remember always «very word I have said, that such a scene may never be repeated." He gazed at her steadilyâ€"the lovely. frowning. averted fuce, the scornful, curling lips and angerâ€"dilated eyes, and :. he <gazed, the love cmnfi‘mm is +heart â€" ». to hate. &m a viglent death; her scornful words had killed it. "My love an insult!" he repeated, with a harsh Jaugh ~* While I live I shall never forget these words" *You shall have your wish!" he otied; "every time I look. in your face they will come back to me, and I will bring them back to your "memory word for word, and they shall pierce your heart like swordâ€"points. . Now, Theors Ches ter, hear what I have to say: I would have won you for my wife with love and fair means had it been possible; but,now, that you have made it imposalâ€" bie, I tell you plainly that you shall marry me» Theora Chester. You have treated me with harshness and conâ€" tempt,. and I swear that I will use my power over you without merey. I will hnmble your pride to the very Oust; my love an insult indeed! You shall rue the hour in which those words fell from your lips." "What power do you pretend to have over me?" flashed out Theo; spiritedly. "But no justice would marty a young girl against her will!" cried Theo, proudâ€" ly, her red lips curling scornfully. "A hungry country justice of the peace is not such a fool as to throw away a tempting bait of one hundred dollars for a girl‘s foolish whims," he replied; "unlike ministers, they are not likely to be troubled with quaims of con: science, and the beauty of the matter is, they can tie the marriage knot just as securely, my beautiful Theo. I knew of a certain justice whom I helped to count into office whep I was one of the canvassers, and he wouldn‘t dare to go back on one of his friend#; men stand by each other in many an affair un known to the general public. Au revofr, my charming Then," he said, standing on the threshold and raising his straw hat jauntily from his dark cutls with a low bow. "When T return T shall hop# to hear that you think more kindly of your husband that is soon to be, and Raveâ€" succumbed to the inevitable with smiles instead of tears." f I have heard all the strange tales they tell of you at Strathmore Hall, and I consider words of love from you an inâ€" sult. I would sooner fling myself back Inht:..-fillhnwhkh‘muul me listen words 0/ from you. lwfano-'â€"l“ _ Bhe had stung his pride.. He sprung to, his feet with blazing, wrathtul eyes, and for a few moments they looked at each other steadily. § e :‘!.!-;, a care, Theors Chester®" be sa oarsely‘. “l'hmml!.! uttered ‘t?‘llln in my heart neâ€" til the day I die." â€" h e * > "I am only a young girl, aw6 very igâ€" norant of the ways of the wofld,? ad mit, but I know this much: in the United States of free America, no man can force a girl to marry him against her will!" ‘"‘We shallâ€" see what we shall see within a week, my scornful beauty," he answered, picking up his hat and cane. "You shall be Mrs, Hawthorne within twentyâ€"four hours, depend upon that. I shall go for some one at once to perâ€" form. the: ceremony." "I may as well tell you that it is far from my intention to bring a minister when there are such commodities as justices of the peace to be had." "Never!" ecried Theo, fairly trembling with rage; "I tell you solemnly I shall never marry you. Remember my words, 1 will die first." § "Marry him, marry him! I would die first!" Theo burst out indignantly, clinching herâ€" little white dands antil the delicate fingerâ€"nails bruised the tenâ€" der, pink palms. Xe it las "I am goitg away," said Theo, simâ€" ply. "I thank you gratefully for all that you have done for me, and it the time ever comes when I can repay you, I will do so with pleasure; until th§n, fatewell." "You‘re mot to leave here, my young ledy, that‘s Mr. Frank‘s express or "You are trying to frighten me," she said; "I defy you to put your threat inâ€" to executionâ€"" The door closed after Frask Hawâ€" thorne with a bang, and Theo. sank back in her willow rocker again, with a white, terrified face. _ s "When he returns, be shall not find me here," she told herself: She sprung to her feet, but a low :ery fell from ber lips as she realized how weak and dizzy sbe was c She attempted to pass Dorcas Lane, who still stood grimly in the doorâ€"way, but that personâ€"caught her arm in a firm graag. P She groped her way to the door and turned the handle nervously; ;hfl great consternation . she hat . it was fastened upon the outsic ® ders," exclaimed Dorcas, â€" foroing her back into the rcoom. "Are you against" ais, tfl' cried Theo. in bitter indignation, ou are Frank Hawthorne‘s sunt.> L1 #§# there is little use in appealing to you. ‘What mrhzldv::‘an Incmm me to encourige « betmmmm“'t-: not comprehend. lanfl‘l mystified _as indignaut "Tf 1 ware «n m{n‘uld thimk it wa« m.! -m. «* T am.only gbor, p nnt _M y Argh 3 exclaimed the girl "Ab, It 1 4 *A ....’umm Frank Ha _ -mnz ure her tor sls bridg how amased sh ;hg;mnpn_v The next moment the door opened, and Doreas Lane sto6d on the threshold. "What do you want?" she asked, OHAPTER XIL "Afr. Hawthorne," she said, in her low, thrilling voice, sweet as the notes ef a nightingale, "for my sake throw that‘ box into the Heron‘s Pool, and when I am once:â€" Harry Strathmore‘s bride you shall name your reward. 1 will settle the half or the whole of the dower upon you which I shall receive. You atre young and kind of heart; you can not see a woman plending to you with tears> and sobs as I am pleading now, amd refuss to grant her request. ‘The contents of that fatal box can not comeesn or iuterest you. as this : girl Thee is deady why, then, will you refuse He hesitated a moment, and . she thought she was lost. "You have conquered," he said; "the bex shall be thrown Into the pool.‘ As they passed alomg through the patches of alternate dense shadow and mellow meenlight, as it sifted through the . overarching trees, Violet did not notice thirt he slipped the contents of the casket into his pocket, and that it was tut the enipty box which he tossed into the black wiaters of the pool in answer to her prayers and pleadings. great care of the girl, Dorcas; her as Aladdin watched his lamp; is to and me what the Jamp was u-J: And the day that seos me her wedded husband will make you righ for life. If she dies there is an end to our goiden dreame, remember that:" "Because I know its contents," he reâ€" plied, coolly. "Why should you wish to destroy it, Miss Kensington? Let me answer for you. You have discov cred the iniport of the papers!" he ex claim d: "and you would consign the proofs of ‘Theora Chester‘s strange s¢ cret to these silent waters." "Well!" exciaimed Violet, effecting a cool bravery she was far from feeling. "What if your surmise be correct what then? I ask; the girl is dead, therefore the papers are useless." "To you, perhaps. but not to me," Frank Hawthorne answered. "I shall, thercfore, take charge of the box‘ and its contents.. You will not dare to beâ€" tray me, Miss Kensington. You would not haye these papers exposed to public knowledgeâ€"for a small fortune, I fancy." Vidlet Kensington staggered back attempting to stry the wild throbbin§ of het heart, she knew she was in his power, and would be from that moment until the day she died, and,she knew, too, that she‘must temporize with himâ€" it was the only way. _ 5 She came nearer and laid her beautiâ€" ful white hand on his arm, raising her Wvely face to his in the clear, white moonlight, amd giving him the full beneâ€" fit of those durk, velvaty, alluring eyes that the hearts of men rarely reslsted. to grast my prayer?" â€" In vlhm expostulated. Violet arâ€" gued and prayed. On ‘might which followed gh s ‘pevelation to Doreas he ‘had "The grounds © of Strathmore as usul), waiting patiently an opâ€" mbuumwu into the up the tower unobserved. As he watched, a woman‘s figure passâ€" ed qdcz before the ‘ window in the tower; fuce was turned directly toâ€" ward him in the moontight, and he krow that it was Violet Kensingtonâ€" It was while on their way to the pool that‘ Harry Strathmore had beheld them walking together and taJking so confiâ€" dentially, much to his intense surprise. But wy ‘must now retirn‘to Theo, whom we left lying white and rigid upâ€" on the cot in the lone house on the marsh, wihile Dorcas Lane bent over her, applying restoratives to rouse her fromt the lethargi¢ fainting fit. Was the girl going to die after all, nu‘m.u&m-upamn their hdngmnnmhcmolnt cesat ‘asked herself, her nervousâ€" ness increasing. No, it should not be; ahg must live: She would increase the stromg potion that had been left by the doctor.for such an emergency as thisâ€" a-.‘a would double itâ€"quadruple And, withont waiting to secure a glims, she poured half the contents of the visl the doctor had left between the girl‘s white lips: The result of the overdose was alarmâ€" Ing!, There was & violent contraction» of the giHl‘s muncles, the face grow lvâ€" id, then turned to the hue of desth. mmnmmmz:hm & spasm, then musâ€" cles -‘x‘tflufi, and â€" Theora w.hnmu&-t.l what Mlzwmmhm tal I have her too i and Instond of her out of ‘ awoon, it has killed he d "What was she doing there?‘ be askâ€" ed himsélf; "could she suspectâ€"" the cold miltkl stood out in beads on Hawthorne‘s forehead. T: any one ‘whould by chance examine and take g-‘- of those papers concefnâ€" ing eo, which he knew that the fronâ€" bcund oak chest contained, the great scheme which he had concocted would be laid in ruins He almost held his breath when a moment later Violet Kensington crossed the moonlit porch, gliding into the grounds with the idenâ€" tical black ebony box im her jewelled hands. She went straight to the Heron‘s Pool, a dark sheet of water that skirted the park, ‘and was about to .consign the cesket into its depths when it was spatched from her hand; and wheeling swiftly around with & low cry, she found herselt fuce to face with Frink Hawthorne, the exâ€"secretary. x Invain she redoubled hor exertions to fe !*s cold hands and blueâ€"veined &Mmmflnmd-m miy chill of death ‘beneath her trembiing A strange fate hid been playing 4i rectly into the schemer‘s hands. â€" a "What do on mean by such an outâ€" rage?" exclaimed Violet Kensington, white to the lips, yet with a ring of terâ€" ror in her haughty voice. Aud thus, «n hour later, Frank â€"Hawâ€" thorkes found her, when he returned to inform her that he had found a justice who | would be willing to perform the ccretmwony the following day, and that in the me@ntime she must keep a strict f the startling revelation rne had ~maude concernâ€" ich he had whispered in ear after having sworn silence; she remembered it *Toâ€"night is my ‘last chance!" she cried under her breath, setting her ruby lips tightly togetherâ€" "If this evening passes _ without Harry _ Strathmore breathing ane word of love to me, beâ€" fore he leaves at dawn on the morrow, then indeed is his heart cold toward me. ‘Why can I not win him from a mere shadowy fancy‘?" she cried. | _ Manlike, when she was living, and he knew he could get her, he didn‘t want her; but now that this Theo is out of h‘s reach forever, he suddenly discovers that he loved her, and is. wearing his life away in useless sighing for her. "If he goes away on the morrow, leaving me free and unfettered for an: other to win perhaps, for all he knows, then I shall know that he does not care. My great worshipful love has been lay ished upon him in vain, and the worst of the matter is, that I have stooped from my pedestal of pride to let him read my heart, heart To one who haughtily stood apust; "Tis always the way with the foolish fair, They sigh for the ome who does not As she stood there the story of a famous tragedy queen, now dead, but who was known to fame long years ago, occurred to herâ€"the story of how the great gifted actress had stooped from her high position to love one of the poorest members of her companyâ€"a handsome young fellow with the face of a Grcek god and a shallow, fickle beart. He was her junior by several years, but love forgets that. He was but a poor, strolling player. She had wealth a d@uchess might envy. All went smoothâ€" 1y egough â€"with â€"this toveâ€"matchâ€"untilâ€"a fortmight preceding the v_veddlug. Showers of bonguets foll about her, sweet as the breath of Araby. Yet, in the very senith of her ~fame, her wonâ€" drous geniusâ€"standing there amid~ the Rowersâ€"the prayer that rose up .from her poor wounded heart was: .â€" _ _ “ 'fli 'wu .wiiung her {urn to go on ths stage, standing in the heavy shaâ€" Mrdm-mhnrflhclovm"l volce He. was standing behind one of the shifting scenes talking with one of the chorus girls, a> bewitchingly pretty maiden, whose great attractions of face and eyes the great nctress had often seâ€" cretlyadmiredâ€" "Love her!" he groaned. ~"Ab, ma chere," he cried, Wow canâ€" you for a moâ€" ment believe such . a "thing possible? Who could love her when they looked into her faceâ€"it is so frighttully plain, quite ugly in fact. If she had yout beauty now, with her golden shekels, I might be able to love her; but," with a sigh, "we must tike the goods the gods offer, even if they are not given on golden plates." "The great actress waited to hear mo more, but went upon the stage with a firm step. Never in her life did she go through her tragic part so sublimely, Women wept aloud, and tears came to the eyes of strong men. "Oh, empty fame! ob, genius! wealth! I would gladly give you all, it Hearen had but given me a beantiful face; for then I might have won the heart of the man I love." 8 Many a time Violet Kensington had thought over the story of this great acâ€" tress. The tragedy in her own lifte was a thousand times more pitiful than any she portrayed before the footâ€"Jights. _ Viclent Kensington stood before â€" the mirror in her ownâ€" elegant room . on the night of the ball, clasping a rope: of pearis . interspersed _ with _ diamonds about her white~ throat; but their Fpln( 'hlten_en and brilliant, sparkâ€" "* And he smiles and rides away.‘ But with, with all my superb beauty, do I fail to win him?" she cried, appealâ€" ing to her own reflection in the mirror. "Why not admit the truth? No face ean be more beautiful than mine, Men rave over my beauty, and women enyy me; but I might as well be ugly for all the good it does meâ€"it will not win me one glance of love from Harry Strathâ€" more‘s eyes." % "She had shown her love and given her "You must not persist in making love to me, monsieur," the girl was sayâ€" ing. "You love our star. Xm are enâ€" gaged to marry her. Why, then, do you talk to me as you do? Madame would not only be very jealous but yery angry it she were to hear of it, and I should lose my place." . liesks "I have beanty, and yet I can not win the man 1 love." mased Violet, twining a spray of crim#on roses in her ravenâ€" black trosses. Harry Strathmore and his friend Dr. Waiter Melvilis, . of Rosecliffe, wers just entering an arched dootâ€"way from the other end of the ballâ€"room; and ber heart gwve a vioient throb as â€" Harty W;F;-f pers ns ic i in moks tomant the fort, “hl-’-l:: o zp u' . he: cried. C woman," 3 *never let -fl: upon _ your face again"* uin / 3 k & _ "What shall I do with Jn yonder, Frank?" she Mg.% you are not going to leave her Lke -flwl::‘ro:f'm horrible en a mt ra‘ w Sen" ie :' you please with "But, surely," ‘cried Dorcas, aghast ‘They were standing so near she could have put out her jewelled hband and touched them. She gathored up her fan wnd bouqguet, Thite Iiddty arm made het way gown to the ballâ€"room. * e ‘The sinmmiug of the door behind him eut her words short. Frank Hawthorne strode away from the house fairly raging with his terrible awmm.mu.m :lb:h little knew of the th w was to transpire ere he saw Dorcas again. 'rnnnowh‘vmtthuombhl grand ball at Strathmore Hall, and to use an old stereotyped sentence, the elite of the county were to be present. for on this night the genial young heir was toâ€"bid farewell to his many friends â€"on the morrow he was to go abroad. CHAPTER XIIL« _ emiting. his . breast .. with | tio hand, in his mad rageâ€""her | the his w mlfroi n mothon oc uoit Phiiges pnnitapramtinl sog PME S proring e ho o e E ‘5’*%’;5 the on for Mn Ab, the beautiful world© into which they â€"went.â€" The illumined park, odor ous with flowers, and tinkling with the musical murmur of the fountain, lying «bout â€"them â€" under the moon‘s â€" bright pale rays. _ \’bhtni‘uhil'om and be could not refuse without positive rudeâ€" ub#6. ‘They stood ‘bcfore the marble Flora in the fountain, watching the white arm and delicate hand which seatterek the ccoling spray, The spell of that witchimg hour was over her. Softly under her breath, she repeated the lines of n poem she had rend that day. Now, it seemed to hive a donble, thrilling . meaning, invested, with all the sweetness of her tremulous voice: "*What have I done, that one face holds me so, And d,:OI’lOWl me in fancy through the y Why do I seek your love? I only know j <008 That fate is resolute, and points the way To where you stand, bathed in an amâ€" ber light; Since first you looked on me I‘ve seen no night. He was silent.. For the first time in his life he did not know how to answer ber: words seemed to fail him. He led her back to a seat in the ballâ€"roomâ€" back to the partners who were eager ly awniting the reappearance of the beautiful belle of the ball. ‘Then Harry Strathmote bowed and turned Away, thinking to himself, "I wouldâ€"ask her to marry me if I conld offer ber anything but brotherly affec tion. On the night that beautiful Theo died I first felt the throbbing of love in my breast, and knew what love was." Then another thought came to him, and come wellâ€"nigh wrecking the whole of his afterâ€" life if a thrilling event had not happened: "Why wreck poor . Vioâ€" let‘s life because â€" my ~loveâ€"dream is shattered?" he mused. "Perhaps I may sneak to her after the ball "is over, I :: "tln the matter a little thought His reverie was interrupted by his friend, young Nr Walter Melyilie: "Remember, ‘J‘&'m’n&"“" to. tell you a strange & toâ€" night, Harty, over our dan.n. 11â€" trary, after the ball is over. © Remind me of the fact, my dear Strathrhore." ‘‘Perhaps it is a love story?" veutur ted Violet, wistfully glaz p into the mw-oi&.".?'w ly away from ber own. "I should imagine pot." returned Harâ€" ""‘l\fl .lkw~mh'. we wa & Harry?" she asked. "Bee ~how the moon shines on the trees and the flowâ€" ers. ‘Rememberâ€"this is your last night at home, toâ€" morrow you go away from He offered her his arm, and they â€" walked out into . the grounds together. Ah, surely* the very night, the vety scene a1 tor the witching poetry of love! ‘The marble Flora was beautiful with its statuesque grace, but the girt standâ€" ing there with her passionate living beauty,‘ the moonlight falling on her fair face aud on the rich folds of her silver silk robe was more beautiful still. â€" Bnrztfltmthmon conld feel the wh‘te hand mbling on his arm as Violet bent her dimpled face over the water, sighing faintly, her white lids drooping over those. wondrous eves. He knew she was waiting for him to take her in his arms, kiss ber beautiful flushed, passionate face, and murmur, "‘Violet, darling, I love you. Will you beâ€"my wite ?"â€"â€" + â€"â€" "We have been absent from the ballâ€" rcom some time, Violetâ€"had we not better return?" " ‘What can be done? As yet no touch, no kissâ€" Only a gaze across your eyes‘ blue «_ lake; â€" Better it were, sweetheart, to dream like this» Than afterward to shudder, and awake, Love is so very bitter, and his ways Tortured with thorns â€" with wild weeds overgrown. Must I endure unloved these loveless days? Harry Strathmore felt that the words that fell from Violet‘s lips were almost an appeal to him. He knew that Vioâ€" let loved him, and that knowledge trouâ€" bled him»> He knew what was expected of him; he realized why she had brought kim out here in the mystical, poetical, odorous moolight. <"Oh, no! Why should you think so?" she replied with a shudder and a litâ€" tle hysterical laugh. "We will go in, Hfl-n. if that will please you best." He was deeply touchedâ€"grieved and sorry for her when he saw the light die from her face and the smile from her lips, as he touched her hand gently, saying: He would scarcely have recognized Violet‘s voice in the answer;: "Just as you please, Mt. Strathmore." He looked down at her. "‘Mr. Struthmore? Why do you not call me Harry?" be asked. "Have I offended you in any way, Violet?" Yes, I ‘have â€" been + bantering â€" hin about #t; telling him that is rather . ¢ luldpmndofimhhu'd“_ he answered. thet he had rather a strange romantic story to tell ime, after the ball is over, which might in a meu sure acount for. it." P He miurmured something about his duty as host requiring his constant preâ€" sence among his guests. FOR OVER FIFTY YEARS (To be continued.) What can be done? What have I done? fopn 4 e 3 silently moonlit * it‘ was and hour diree <quiti taken from fresh spring water which he is Ytep“ed to deliver to cusâ€" tomers in * L. 1 Waterloo and Berlin in any quantitics, large or small at reasonable prices, This ice can safely be used for all and not for cooling purposes only, The uhdersigned has laid in a very large quantity, & 2,500 TONS SsUBSCRIBED CAPITAL â€" â€" DEPOSIT WITH DOMINION GOV‘T We represent the Canad Cyele and Motor Co. for ICE! 1ICE! 1CE! All Policies Guaranteed by the LONDON & LANCASTER FIRE Assets of $15,000,000, 5 BRANTFORD GENDRON Wheels both chain and chainless from $40 New and Second Hand wheels from $5.00 up We also handle full line of sundries. Repairing Aone promptly â€" Give us a call; We also represent the Berlin Racycle Co. for f BERLIN and RACYCL“' from §85 to $65. 0 â€" 0. _ 0 WATERLOO MUTUAL| Pominion Life 4 FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY ComMPANY. . INCORPORATED IN 1863. _ | HEAD OFFICE, * WATERLOG Total Assots Sist December 89 Progress in 1~ $834,088. ‘The 20th Century finds thi TY QuuILIUVV uuu DVL un i any quantities, large or small at w"" nrl"“ ; r.en_son-ble prices, (Rcs cev =«~~‘\Wind Mills Suppli Absolute Purity is Cuar | A1 rinds of repairing d ad Sot lor cooliag putposes only. | at_reasonable prices â€" . any C Robt. Melvin, _ Coo. Woegenast, BUCKBERROUGH & OO‘Y, ‘ Agents OFFICERS : ; George Randall, President, John Shuh, Viceâ€"President. Frank Haight, Managet, John Killer, Inspector, Messrs. Bowiby & Clement, Solicitors, Ber BOARD OF DIRECTORS, Geo. Randall, Keq., Waterl00, John Shuh, Keq., ® 8. Soyder, Esq., * Willism Snider, Keq., " Geo. Diebel, Keq., m J. L. Wideman, Keq., St. Jacobe, John Alichin, Esq., New Hamburg. Allan Bowman, Keq., Preston, P. E. Shantz, Proston. Thomas Gowdy, Keq., Guelpb. James Livingstone, Eeq., M. P., Baden, The Mercantile PUREST ICE 1900 Models price of shoe. Eaiercarareadememesrss===s=} trade mark On th€ sole, a slate frame with makers‘ name and lir. Alfred Wright, Secretary, T. . Hail, Inspector, J. S. ROOS â€" Sole Local Agent. INSURANCE COMPANY, 3 Incorporated 1875. HEAD OFFICE (â€" â€"â€" â€"â€" WATERLOO, 0 KRUECER BROS., Waterloo, OF THE.... Presidenot srâ€"O0F POL!lg BY POLIC +â€"FOR POLI £ USINE $5.00 or $3. 50. If you have‘nt received a mw k send for one. PA f,"r‘ It iMlustrates the famous Goodyear Â¥ * Siater Shoe" in the season‘s 4 styles, leathers and colors, * s : If there‘s no * Siater Sho@*" town, drop a postal to the address and you can of» der â€" what shoe 7 ; you want by mail. A Free Catal Every ‘Slater teed for one year. Bost of testimenials those who have used thers. Canadian p for sale. Will besold by county rights or F the Dominion. Write for dessriptive ordors sent by mail er otherwise will prompt attention 0+\ All horse owners should have it. Ma best tanned leather and rubber made of gum. Sure cure for sore shoulders. Ga PNEUMATIC HORSE COLLAR, J. A. MROKIOTP .. .. «.1s e sns eness neevner B 14 THDBON: . v. ++ o+ +. ++ + Cvvrat vnnthia In J, BrOINRAUDG. .. . .12 .. .»s .+o «2s avs008 Hon. 8. Merner.............. ven en eniveg P, 8. Iaw......(:......._..,« ReJHOUNE. . ++ 0+ ++ ++ (Â¥4+ cou2 20 644 evem d Jou® Frx®®pp â€"â€" _ â€" Grome® Laxg <â€" â€" /. Hucgo KBANE â€" â€" 0 â€" _ W. H. SCBMALS â€" â€" â€"o_ _ $416,807 to $539,208. _ . _ _ * Allf f regular sound life: endow:::::nurmeo ml&j See any of our agents or M ‘ Office fox-y particulars, Cha W. H. BOWIbY, Q. O.....»« »»4s2»es240e0e Prank TurnOr, O. .e .sss00ssss00 0000 Mutual and Cash Systems. |_ Net Assote m-n._ 1900 0% Amount at J*4 Jos. £.Seagram MP. We have increased our !7?’ all Liabilities from $21,210 to & _ We have increased our Askets Eeonomical Mutual Fire Ins. in a splendid position., watchwords. . C t We have increased Su Capital from $257,600 m We have increased our Paid ital from $64,000 to $100,000, We have placed all our old on at.4t£ereent. Reserve St higher than Governmentrequ Manager M s BOARD OF DIRECTORS. or BEHRLIN. WM. SPAETZEL, Y