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@ not walt. for a rep‘y, but room and the house. Very , @fter the manner of a man a said farewell to every erwalkeq down the winding path that led to ths fay. He paused for a moment th the shade of one of the f , when he was screened house, and took from his * miniature upon ivory. , one of herself that Virâ€" ‘Beatfort had given him, and e Srested upon the lovely "Bé raised it to his lips and pight ‘t8 have left it, 1 sup Eho muttered. ‘"That would 1 the honorable thing to Ew}g‘hxalmo‘st sruel selfâ€" o r,lnéx'i have I paused to conâ€" Ab "honurable thing to do‘? MM +1 haye left that holds mo wue you get a big, bright, solid bar of the highest grade household soap. sFY!; a e Lady of _ ‘ Beaufort: Park _ Tickets on sale show day at 606 Rexal Drug Store. Same rices as charged on show Every time you buy "SURPRISE ;fih"@%} ap , T had only beer E* Xlways Good: ways Good #10 had only been worthy." soh wrung from the core ait Tues., July 11 . The Real Circus Day vIAva BY WENONA GILMAN wife, ,Q‘.‘} ym« corossus h puargercant ++ 0000 o <COMBRERINED o‘ his Leart, burst from his lips. His grief was beyond teare; but. his white, agonized face told the story all too clearly. M He ceased and was about to pai. from the room, but Mr. Beaufort stopped him. "Wait!‘" he exclaimed â€" hoarsely, lifting his hand commandingly. "You say that you intend leaving the country ?" "I do!" ‘"Where do you intend going!‘ "I have not éxactly made up my ‘‘Nothing! _ There is absoluefly nothing that could induce me to a~ tept pecuniary assistance from you. Do not understamd that [ say that in a wrong spirit, but should I do #o, I showld deserve every condenâ€" ‘"Where do you intend going!‘ "I have not éxactly made up my mind. To the West Indies, Ithink.", "You said that you had no money. Was that true?" > § "It was!" â€" % "Then you will require some. How much do you wish?" _ #10 0000 y\ Ol¢ ration that you could heap upon me I should be the adventurer that 1 have stamped myself. , There is just ore other thing, sir:. Thereâ€"may tome a time. whenâ€"she will meet some more worthy â€"manâ€"whom she will feel thatâ€"she cgn love. Should itâ€"ever come, I beg that you will persuade her never to allow me to stand in ber way. There is a law that will free her â€"from the yoke with which I have fettered her life. ! beg that you wiX entreat her > use it. I am not sorry to have you know how I suffer for the shame that I have brought upon you, and I assure you that death would be & thousand times easier. It may be some consolation to you to know "It is a just punishment," be whispered to the picture. "I have deserved it all, and more. . She trusted me, and «1‘ wilfully betrayed her. Thank God! there is not a trace of blame in my heart for her, but only selfâ€"censure. sell lothing. I might have known how it would be; but if I had only had time to prove to her that 1 am not the scoundral she believes me 10w there might have been hope for me. Bu: it was not the © intention of that Hend to allow me any such opporâ€" tunity as tha. Hiy révenge was the onlvy thine that he comsiJered, and he sacrificed everything to that end. &c\xue- him‘!â€"I will find" himâ€"I cwill find him, <andâ€"But, mo! â€"I should \cnly add to the disgracr tnat I have brought upon her. In spite of evâ€" erything she i6 myâ€"wife, and I must ‘protect the namé she . bears from tuther shame. I muast endure anyâ€" ‘t':mu for her sake. I pray Heaven that I may never see him for in that moment I think I should g> mad and not be accountable for my acts. Well I have brought it all upon myself"" was not a child, that Lilford Loy.d« Mostyn could lead me into a course without my desire. It seems that I am willing enough to play the scoundrel. that I required little persuasiom; and now that the end has come 1 have only myself to plameâ€"only myself." But the reflection did. not bring much ‘comfort. ; He turned, and, standing upom a mound, Jlooked back at the hou>e that he had left. "Goodâ€"by. my darling," he muti ered hoarsely. "If I only knew that you were happy I could bear tlus better; but I am doing all 1 can, in b‘dding you an eternal farewell." No power could have described the anguish of the last words; but, after they were uttered he turned his back, ani not permitt.ng bhimself another â€"look walked away. _ A train was drawing into the de pot when he reached it. He bought his ticket for New York and boarded He throw himself upcn the seat in the car and drew his hat down so that his face was concealed from curious gaze, his own misery Blindâ€" ing him, so that he did not care for those around him. He lived again through those long, Jelicious summer days, through the sweet ceremony io which he bad listened in the pretty ivyâ€"clad church wheer she had sworn to "love, honor and obey® himâ€"biyi, an outcast, &n impostor, a suspected murderer. He remembered how proud and happy he ha% been, remembered it with selfâ€"scorn. a He wasted none dt his sympathy npon himeslf: His was the scorn, the contempt, the abhorrence. . The sympathy, the tenderness, all for And. as. hedreamed,. the trato drew into the city, the great bustling city that has no time to pause and tnink .of .broken hearts,, asy . more than the yasC turbulent oecin ha. titme to pause.and contemplate the one cared whether he was suf away like the dog that you are, to escape the punishment which you knew . was in store for you. Itâ€" i: well that I have met you whenâ€"I am unarmed, for I shouldâ€"have shot you down without the warning of.an inâ€" stant.‘. # Sheeda in ts a sudden ‘halt, w ... 0 0# <g +. ‘All the whiteâ€"heat agony had deft bBis countenance and in its place the erimson . flare <of <rage seared and scorched â€"like .the‘ redâ€"hot breath af ‘Loydâ€"Mostyn shrugged his sholdâ€" ers carelessly. "I have not the remotest doubt of it," he returned calmly. _ "Murder runs in the blood, doesn‘t it?" his lipe. y â€""Well! he said grimly. Devereux was forced to gulp back his ferocious wrath before ns could reply. "Fiend!" he ejaculated> hoarsely‘ ;"M'm mfi. ;.cfiouhb "You infernal, cowardly d@Mm0N,| gpout "Fruitâ€"aâ€"tives" for I Mm when you had succeeded in rul®ing | they must suffer.. . . the life of a pure woman, you slunk | . Somp thought the Asthma would ‘An oath that would not bear repeâ€" tition Tell from Devereux‘s lips. His fingers opened and #hut, as though closing spasmodically over the whis throat that he longed to strangle, ‘"Listen to me!" he said with that slow scorn that shows but too cleafly that every word is meart ahd more. "You have brought a curse ‘upon ‘my life, beside which the stain of murder sinks into‘ sigâ€" nificance, _ and _ entirely â€" without cause. You betrayed me while playâ€" ing the part of the noblest of ‘r.ends. For all that I might forâ€" give you, because it was done"only y me, but for the wrong you have ‘done to herâ€"toâ€"a pure and imnoâ€" want woman, you must suffer. Thera 4s nothing that cancleanso it‘ but blood! You have got to n;;ugj' % Loydâ€"Mostyn laughed. . / ", 40 | "You grow dramatic," he sneered. ‘"Do you know how dueling is punâ€" ishable? Do you want to die as your brother did?" * A Prison Cell and a Fortune, ..‘ ‘With a low breath that smotherâ€" "Silence!" cried Devereux through fi slocked teoth, his eyes fleshing hre. ""A husband has the right to protect "the homor of his wife. You have given me that right yourself. L‘sten, while I tell you what I deâ€" mand. There is a secluded patch of wocds near High Bridge. Meet me there. We shall n>â€"d neither seconds nor surgeons, for the duel will be to the death: There is nu reason that theâ€" world shouldâ€"know whut we are about ot do. You put a visiting card in your pocket as I mball mine. It will be sufficient." ‘The coldness of the tone bore lis own meaning. .\ r A slight shiver passed over Loyd Mostyn ,that was disguised under his monchalance of manmer. "What then!" repeated Devereux bis volce shaken â€" with passion. "What then! Why, I shall kill you as I would a dog! Do you understand "And if I decline to acquiesce in this most extraordinary _ scheme," he asked calmly; "what then?" me? Youâ€"have said that murder ‘s in the blood. 1 shail arove yout words to be true. Refuse to do what I have said, and not all the dGemons in perdition could save your life from my reveng». You hayo beard me; now midke your choice" A livid ‘flush whitened Loydâ€"Mosâ€" While he had been speaking. Loyd Mostyn‘s eyes had slowly wandered up Fortyâ€"second Street toward Fifth Avenue.‘ A* flush overspread his face. He kept his eye fixed upon the figure of a man approaching. them. As Devareux‘s speech was conâ€" cluded, the man had sauntered quite close to them, and, with the saine apparent calmness that he might have used in greeting ail acquainâ€" tamice, Loydâ€"Mostyn put out his hand and ‘placed it upon the stranger‘s MALL‘S CATARRM MEDICINE ‘Those who are in a "rum down" condition will notice. that .Catarth bothers them much more fhan .when they are in good health. This fact proves that while catarrh is a local diseare, it is greatly influenced by constitutional conditions. HALL® CataRnH MEDICINR is « tonte and blood Purifier and acts through biood mpon the mucous surfaces of the body, thus reducing the inflamâ€" "Oficer," he exclaimed, ‘this man has been threatening my life. I de mand his arrest. He has express front of Loydâ€"Mostyn,. coming to l s Prn SEF Sm t se an "Will you his at" Cand : restoring -ir-deoug‘ "it wad "'"“".‘ ”'z:‘s you must suffer. There | tor for breath ‘and sfl&‘“ spoak." Iwould hare one of these bad spelis in the evening, one during the night, and one in the morning. ‘The doctor mmid he could do nothing for mic. ‘"In the spring of 1920, J started tsking "Pruitatices" and. in ‘a fow 1ays, the choking spelis stopped, and { have ‘had. mone mince May 7th, 1920.â€"I have so wanted to tell other sufferers: who have the same trouble sbout ‘Fruitâ€"aâ€"tives" for I know how «d an intention of killing me this afternoon, alleging that he does uot d it now because he is finarmed. It you will conduct him to the station house I will accompany you and some back on me as winter came on but it h'u':h. thanks to "Fruait= tives" ~Mrs. J. M. PENNINGTON, 50c a box, 6 for $2.50, trial size, 250, At déalers ‘or sent postpa Fruitâ€"aâ€"tives Limited, Ottaws. "In‘1019, I was taken with Bronchial Lithme" aud" wo: one "knows what I miffered with it hg ‘the winter. make a complaint." m Utterly nonpulsed by the audacâ€" ity and cowardliness of the thing, Devereux stuod there dumbly! . A crowd of goodly proportions had gaâ€" thered when ‘the uniformed officer was stopyed.. Devereux~uaderstood but too well the consequence of reâ€" sisting arrest, and not wishing to bring additional shame upon ths woman who had already suffered so much through him, he ascompaniad the _ officer illentl.y,‘ his single glance in the direction of Loydâ€"Mosâ€" tyn showing the strength of his inâ€" tention for a bitter revenge. All his sorrow had turned to that single desire now, and perhaps it inadâ€"house. ; He remembered giving his nari> to the sergant as Erle D. Childes, and then he was conducted .to a cell to await examination the folâ€" lowing day. : Whether the exciteâ€" ment had beenrn too much for him, and the tired brain sunk into a demanded repose, he did not know, but ‘certain it was that he knew nothing of the coming on of night, nor of the long hours that t«nowed‘a He: heard nonme of the hoarse rayâ€" ings of a drunken womsn who ‘ocâ€" cupied ‘the cell next "his own, nor ‘ot the conversation that took place through the ‘bars between her and a man across the narrow hall. He kaew. nothing of the breaking of day, nor of the hours of the ear‘y morning and became conscious onâ€" ly. when a hand was placec upon his shoulder. â€" ‘ * I don‘t know whether I was as leep or half unconscious," he saii. wearily, men.ory fully returning to h‘m. "Am I wanted for anything " He raised his eyes and instead of the uniformed officer he had oxâ€" pected, he saw a refined, gentlemanâ€" ly appcaring man with the stamp of "lawyer" very plainly imprinted i.: his clear, sharp, stellâ€"gray eyes. Deveroux arose at onte. "I beg your pardon,‘ ‘te exclaimâ€" ed.‘"I thought it was an officer who had aroused me. Won‘t you be seatâ€" ed, sir?" He raised himself from the hard, wonden bench and passed his palm across his eyes. h The lawyer took from is pocket a card and handed it to Devereur. "I read an account of your ar rest in the paper this morning," he said, _ seating himself upon tho bench Devereux had indicated; "and having been searching for several weeks for a man bearing your nams I have called to ascertain if you are he. Will you be kind enough to tell me your middle name?" .‘Devereur!" ~returned . the ©youngâ€" er man, crimsoning. "Iâ€" thought so.. Pardor me for arousifig‘ unpleasant ~mémories, <but you are the brother of the late Harold Childes, are y6u Aot?" "I must ask youto Â¥e pationt with me or af few moments‘, he said. "and snswer some questions as concisely as you can." ‘This is not a matter of curiousity, but of donsiderable import tw ~you. Wi1ll you"tell me your fath <r‘s name?" "lnlyinm‘s' â€" "Me hadâ€"a brother, did he nott The lawyer took a paper from h.s pocket glancing over ‘It.. / , PQ. telling me that I would find them or tpu.am.umm irgihis. ~1.was with Aim whes h: died. 1 came to New York soon : ter.. : My search revealed to me t‘}> all dead, but as I could Asd nours cord of,the death of Erie Devereux "None whatever. I am unfortunâ€" ‘ately, but ~too well> known abo t Wheeling.‘ ‘‘Then, 1 suppose," said the .lawâ€" yer, rising, "Iâ€"may congratdlate you upon the possession of a fortune oi ut least half a . million. dollars, if not moreâ€"perkaps much more, if the sale of some of the included properties is judicioys." you know. °I suppose you will have no difficulty . in establishing your . For some time Devereu; sat. there staring at the man, whose card bore the name "Meredith Lansing," in stupefied silence. And then the thought came to him of how differâ€" ent his life might have been if only that intelligence had come to him befgre ie Lad bean inJuced to lears the little hut in the woods. He did not take Meredith Lansâ€" ing‘s extended @»hand but . turned away, covering bis face with his Lansing folded his arms and stood looking down upon the handsome specimen of manhood with a frown upon bis brow. But Devereux‘s momeny of .weak: ness had passed. He too, arosé, looking, for all his shameful susâ€" roundings, every inch the nobleman. "I beg your pardon!" he exclaimâ€" ed courteously. "Your news has startled . me. . For_ my uncle, but more especially myself, I thank you for the trouble you have taken, arid if I may retain you as my attorney unti} the fortune is placed under my ;contnoi I shall be still more grate: tul. "I confess to you, sir, that it h«s come to me at a time wher U‘ bears little charm., I shoula it = you to draw up a will for me as soon as possible. It seems. an extraorâ€" dinary thing to say , 1 who au hour ago had not a cent that I could rightfully call my own.. It is a curious life, sir. Yesterday I was a pauper, homeless, worse than nameless; toâ€"dayâ€"â€"" ~, A gesture of Gepreciation com pleted. Meredith Lansing shivered slightly. He placed his hand upon the young man‘s boulder. "I khow to what you referâ€"your biother‘sâ€"Forget‘ it!â€"1 â€"I don‘: think that any rightâ€"minded min could ever look irto ~ your fa:e. Childes, and believe youâ€"God! tell me,. how "came you here?" * The layer changed the subject nervously, a curious pallor settling about his mouth and giving him a deathly hue. Before Deveraux could reply, or had time to more than briefly conâ€" #ider the singular manner of the man, the same officer who had adâ€" mitted Lansing ‘ came to conduct Devereux to the courtroom . "I will accompany you!" the law ver said. He followed the officer and his prisoner from the cell to the court: room, where Loydâ€"Mostyn ~came shortly after. ‘The plan of the latier had been to have Devereux put under heavy bonds to keep the peace, believing him to be unable to find a bondeman and so, forced to go to jail in de tault; but when he saw Lansing be: #ide Devereux, he took the precauâ€" tion to leave the courtroom as soon as his testimony hbad beer. taken. He did not therefore xnow how quietly Devereux‘s discharge was obâ€" tained, but â€"when the latter loft t .. courtroom to seek the man who had jgut so borrible a cloud upor his life,© Loydâ€"Mostyn had . disappeared as though the sarth had swallowea "He has escaped me!" muttered Deverenx, behind his testh, his oath caféing Lansing to shudder. n« Curse that hell could frames like to that of the desd, it fille the every joy, it turns every loved face t that of the doad, it flss the wikhe ‘cup with blood, every stat of night is the eye of your accusing victim, the hidden tongue flling ai untilâ€" your own iips in mhadness will "Frush!" the latter whilperec. "Endure any anguish that God may *\ out â€"his what who ar: tomes to a mian so nervous as L‘ heary dew from his forehead and face with his handkerchidt. | 3 Face to Face Again. â€" . .. ‘The change . at Bun}on Park would have touched" the" heart <of the least interested of its observers. "The spirit of old St. Joh Beaufort seemed utterly: broken. He strove to rally for his daughter‘s> sake, but it was a weary effort that sent a row and the bumiliation, it but inâ€" creased the distracting pain. "You must take her away, dear," Mrs. Beaufort said to her husband one day, in a trembling voice, surâ€" ieptitiously wiping away .tear wm\‘ ker handkefchief. _ "The memories clinging about Beaufort Park, muca as you have loved it, are killing yaul both. Look at her now, aundlul thersé so motionless uponâ€"the ter race. We used to call her our bu'.-,{ torfly because she was © rarely lml| for a moment at a time, fluttering so happily from one thing to anâ€" other. She seemed then the ury‘ spirit of the sunshine. How differâ€" ent she is now! It breaks my heari tc look at her. She has grown so pale, so thin. She tries to bear « bravely for your sake and mine, but Ailsie tells me there are nizht? when she sits all mizht long, lookâ€" ing through the window at the darkness, tearless and motionless. She has suffered terribly from ghe‘ humiliation, but there is another thing that causes her inore pnln‘ than all: she loves Devereux still!. She is too proud to acknowledge lt,! but it is true, St. John, and Beaufort }Plrk is only serving to keep I“VJ those metmories. | "She may rebel against it just at first, but the kindest thing you could do would be to shut up the house for the present and take her away. Throw her in a whirl of gay ety, allow her to tarvel, don‘t give her time to brood. If she remains here she willâ€"die!" ‘The last sentence was uttered in a hollow undertone . that showed how much Mrs. Beaufort bblieved what she eald. And it served her purpose. T. startled her husband out of his lethâ€" argy uutil he seemed to realize for the first time that if he really wished to save his daughter‘s life â€"or her reason â€"he must remove her from the surroundings where her terrible grief had occurred. ‘The result _ of the conversation was, that two weeks afterward Beau fort Park was locked and boarded up, oniy a few necessary servants remaining in their qéarters. ‘The Duchéss had seriously objest ed to a visit to their relatives in England, but consentsd to pass tho winter in the‘ south of Italy ani that they ‘returned to America bal strangly enough her repugnance to run(u to the home that she had dearly loved was so strongly after consideration, to take a house ir. New York nl! remain through In contrast to their expectations, the proposal met with the Duchoss‘ approval. . She was at that (ime, perhaps, éven more beautiful than she had been in her a spmain yetsons oforetiiQh fer imb : meliowed the nataral bauteur oB 4 00 CA ns es eyei were trying piteously to deâ€" "'b.ffi »2 um not l{tll the following fali ¢/eatnrned to America bat he ENEKR (North Ward). . / the atmosphere .nn"z ber set told it to N and again, wakide “'fi tion of it was ever made: Far from looking ‘upon. her. »nce, ‘she became the: regning . imable queen,‘ hoiding the tdli society gracefully. talmad . "An American Helress deceive rarity," Donald m‘Z" nad and Donald Quintard was an uineness ofher ll” 3 and -ué less of hifbg_:m f«mous beauty of the ago. Her : ner is the perfection of breeding a word, in spite of the roma which is usually a sort â€"of negs disgrace, Miss Beaufort is the 1 charming girl that I have see years." 5o oo DK. J. J. WALTERS, IAMES C. 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