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\ STRONGER THAN DEATH <». -^ «» '^ ^ OIR A RANSOMED LIFE ! CIIArTEH XIII. At seventuui years of age Harry Trevor l(.'!t Kton, Jiavinjj had a dis- tinctly good time at school. A let- ter from the head-master had gone before him to .lohii Trevor. "My dear John, "â€"it van; they had been classfellows at Ktoii,â€" "Your Kon is a mar\el. In jny experience I have known nothing like him. Ho is that rarest of rare bird.sâ€" a modest genius. He will do anything you 'ike â€" but show oil; shines everywhere except in the examinations. Almost tho only boyâ€" or man, for that mat- ter â€" t ever knew who learned for learning's sake, and not for profit or display. He has studied what plea.s- ed. not what paid; and wandered far afield from the beaten track of our school curriculum. Yet even in the Kcgool curricuhim he could have dis- tanced all competitors. He will do great things at the University" (for to both men Oxford wa.s the "Univer- â- ity). "if he wants to. That's the nib. There is not in his character the slightest tincture of emulation, which, as you know, is often the po- lite word ^or envy, but is a good, work-a-day, serviceable virtue (or vice), all the same. Unless you can find 'some spur to prick the side of his intent,' he will drop quietly out of the race that he can win so easily. For him to try is to triumph. I did my best to rou.se him, but after an hour's talk he left me half per- suaded that it was not 'worth while.' Hoping for all our sakes you will succeed where I failed, "Ever, my dear Trevor, "Sincerely yours. "Matthew Moorehead." Following this letter the day after its posting. Harry Trevor got down to Lavella on the morning of a glor- ious spring- day, when the smiling land looked its best in its fresh fin- ery of green and gold. John Trevor and Eva. smiling too, met him at the door, and welcomed him and made much of him. All thi-ee breakfasted together. Between those three, who so loved each other, pleasant talk flowed from morning to noon, touching man.v topics as it went with drifts and eddies here and there, but holding its main current on the boy's life at school and his prospects for the fu- ture. All the time his f'-icnd's letter hold Its place in the judge's mind. It was inevitable that his thoughts should find words at last. "You will (iud Oxford more to your taste than Eton, Harry," he said. "I think not," the other answered. "Indeed, with your permission, sir, I don't intend to try. I enjoyed my school-days, but I have had enough of them." "But a university is not a school, my boy." "A higher class schoolâ€" that's all. 1 don't need it." "Oh. Harry!" the father cried out, in consternation; "you are surel.y jesting. I have had a letter from your head-master jnophesying for you a brilliajit unitversity career. It Would make you too vain to read it for you." "Hardly that, I think.' yoimg Trevor said, smiling. It is curious on what terms of easy. utTectionate familiarity the son and fatlier were. "I trust vanity is not my weakness. Moorehead â€" 1 beg his pardon, Pr. Mooreheadâ€" is very kind to say kind things of me. He was good to me at school, and gave mo a pretty free hand, for which I am deeply grate- ful. But 1 want more freedom still with the rest of mv life." "Moorrlu'ad is certain that the highest honors in the University are open to you. You have only to ac- cept success." "But I don't want University hon- ors." "But for my sake, Harry â€" for your mother's sake â€" don't rob us of the joy and pride we will feel in your triumphs." Eva, who wa.s .sitting clcse by, said nothing, hut there was wistful entreaty in her eyes, and Harry Tre- vor pau.sed before he answered. "Nq," he said at last, abruptly, "it cannot be. It wouldn't be fair, it wouldn't bo honest, to " he check- ed himself as abruptly. "I am very sorry to disappoint you, mother" (he "had almost said "Eva"), "hut I feel strongly about this, and I trust I may be let have my own way. Who knows? hereafter I may do some- thing to please you both better than winning big boys' prizes at the Uni- versity â€" some real, honest work in the World. Just for a little while I should like to rest and enjoy m.v- self. Won't you let me?" There tho discussion ended, as all discussions with Harry Trevor ended, ' by his having his own way. "Take your own course, my boy," I John Trevor said heartily; "I've an idea you know best what's good for you." "Just a taste of the fresh air and sunshine is good for one. But where are the othors?" I have been expect- ing every moment to see them, Ar- del and little Jeannette, and â€" Lucy. " "And Colonel Wickham," Eva ad- ded, with a smile. "He's sta.ying with us just now, Harry. The whole party have all gene up the river since early morning. The,y mean to camp out for the day. It was Lucy thought of it. Siie guessed that for the first few hours wo would like to have you nil to ourselves. If you care to follow, you will catch them on the near point of I>isavanny Is- land." "Will you not come?" She shook her head smilingly. "It's my busy day, and I've idled the Whole morning pleasantly away." "Will you. uu? " Judge Trevor pointed good-humor- edly to a huge pile of books and pa- pers that overflowed from his desk on to the chairs and floor. "That judgment has to bo finished by to-morrow, and your mother is not the only person you have idled this morning." "That's a hint. The sooner I am out of your way the better. I will take a selfish canoe and stroll quiet- ly up the river after them. Good- bye till dinner-time." But when he pot to the hoathouse. instead of a .sellish canoe, he select- ed a shiny mahogajiy pleasure-boat, with a pair of light sculls and a cosy, cushioned seat at the stern. Tne joy of life ran riot in young I'revor's veins, and vague visions of delight, too vague for word or thought, stirred his heart to restless acstas.v. Hound the last long reach of the stream the boat swept in an even curve into widening water, where the river lay at large with u wooded island steeped in sunshine in its midst. At the island's edge a delicate spiral of blue grey smoke broke from the trei'-tops to merge in the deeper blue of the sky. He ea.sed his sti-oke and .shipped his oars, let- ting the boat glide. It slid over the glass.v surface, smooth as a bird on stretched win.gs, with no sound but the low music of rippling water I at tho prow. ^ -. .. I Ar@ You One of t he Weak Ones? Subject to Sinking Spells and Feelings of Languor, Depression and Weakness -You Can be Helped by Dr. Chase's Nerve Food- Very many ()eople feel much as you do. 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These lyxnptomR of which you wmplnin »xc but a warning of op- i proacliing nervous prostration, para- lysis, locomotor ataxia or even in- .sanity. The time to act is before '. these dreadful diseases of the uerves • have fastened themselves upon you. [They are much easier to prevent than to cure, as man.v know, on ac- count of long .vears of helplessness I and su0ering. I lir. Chnfe's Nerve food will give I you new hope and courage. Not I only will you be able to feel the benefit you are deriving from it. but by not inn ,vour inciea.se in weight you can prove eonclusivel.v that new. firm flesh and tissue is being added to your body. The success of Pr. Chase's Nerve Food in curing all ailments arising from weakness of the blood and an ' exhausted condition of the nerves has i been phenomenal. 50 cents a box, 6 I boxes for $'2.fl(>. at all dealers or I Kdnianson. Hates & Co.. Toronto. I To protect you against imitations j the iKirtiait and signature of Dr. I A. W. Chase, tho famous rcceii't book ' author, are on every box. W'ith a deft touch of his ours he ; checked the boat under the overhang- I ing branches, and liuug suspended on j the clear water, where the ojiening trees gave the living picture clearly to his eyes. Ardelâ€" the great Dr. Ardelâ€" was down on his knees before a small wood fire, which flickered faintlv with a smoke-like flame in the ar- dent sunshine that broke upon it through the rents in the high green roof. Close to his side Jeannette stood waiting, with a burnished brass tea-kettle in her hand. At that moment Colonel Wickham was speaking earne.stly and Lucy was listening patiently, with eyes on the green sward and white hands nerv- ously interlaced. Thougii ho was a good fort.y yards away, Harry Trevor felt like an eavesdropper, so plain from their fates was the purjjort of their talk. So ho dipped his oars again with a splash and ran his boat's pointed prow deep into the yielding moss of the bank. Quick-eyed Jeannette saw Iiim first, and cried to the others. There was a rush to the bank to greet and wel- come him. and Ardel and Jeannette were boisterous in their joy. A look of anger pas.sed over Wickham's face, just the shadow of a cloud, and was gone, and he greeted the new-comer frankly. Only Lucy hung back a little. though the light oi welcome was shining kindly in her e.ves. Tea was made and the luncheon basket unpackefi. and .leanette play- ed hostess with the delight of a child in its own make-believe, and the pleasant meal heightened the charm of tho pleasant company and sylvan scene. Jeannette at last !eai>od up with a little cry of disma.y as she caught a glimpse of the red sunset through the trees. "It's a quarter-past six." she cried. "I went bail we would be back in good time for dinner at seven." "Half an hour to row. and a quar- ter of an hour to dress; we'll be in jolly good time," Ardel answered, while he slung the luncheon basket lightly to his shoulder and started for the water's edge, where their boot lay. "Come with me?" Harry Trevor whi.spercd to Lucy, as they followed together in the rear of the party. "Deserting us. Miss Ray?" Wickham called out from the other boat. "Take care that boy does not drown you." Ho took the front seat in the boat; Ardel rowed stroke. Jeann- ette facing him, with the silken strings of the rudder between her fingers. "Is it to be a race? " she said, glancing a sauc.y challenge over her shoulder at the other boat that fol- lowed. 'Oh, a race, b.y all means," said Dr. .\rdol, alwa.vs eager for physical effort and excitement. Not this time," Harry Trevor an- sw-ered laughingl.y. "Two to one is too hard a handicap, especially when one of the two is Vivian Ai-del. " I'll change boats if " Ardel began iuifietuousl.y, but he glanced at Jeannette in the stern and stopped short. "Race away." cried Trevor, "if you want to race. Give old time a licking, and toll them we ai'e com- ing." "All right," Aitiel cried cheerily. "Heady there. Colonel?" The two oars dipped together with- out a S|)lash, and the boat shot, like a darling (:sh. into the current. "How well Ardel rows!" Trevor said to Luc.v, as the front boat drew swift l.v awa.v. "See how the oar bends to liis stroke and the boat dies.'" "Oh! Dr. Ardel is a marvel to me," she said softl.v. "He is young- er to-da.v than when I fu-st met hi.ui. â€" met him to speak to him. I mean, ever so many .years ago. I was a .voung girl then, and you were a baby, Harrv. You need not smile siij. erior. sir. I often hail you on in.v knee in those days and read fairy- tales to you.. "You have often heard, of course, how Dr. Ardel saved m,y life at tlie risk of his own. Well, it was a lit- tle after that I had m.v first and lust talk with himâ€" with the real Dr. Ardel, I mean. Everv word is still fresh in m.v mind." She blush- ed softl.v at the ten<ler remembrance. "I always think of him as he was then. The real I'r. Ardei is dead, Harry; as dead as if his bod.v were in the grave. The man wo know so jwell and love so well is Dr. Ardel onl.v in outward shape You are as like the real man as he is." Harry Trevor smiled â€" a queer, amused little smile. "You need not laugh. You uro far more like the real Doctor Ardel than he is," she added defiant l.v. "Yet he is the man himself, not you. The man who saved m.v life and gave me happiness; the man in whose soul is hidden â€" obscured, it may be, but not lost â€" the genius of which I got one brief glance on that memorable evening. I would forfeit m.v life free- Iv. Harry, to give him back his real â- self." The sentence began lightly and end- ed very earnest l.v. "He is" so .voung." she said, after a pause. "In thought and spirit he is far younger than you are. Harry, who are not half his age." "1 can well lielicve it," he answer- ed rIow1,v. "'I .sometimes feel as old as if T had begun life at the dawn of the creation â€" older than the elern- al hills; older than this ancient riv- er, which rolled ilown io the sea a thousand years ago as it do^s to-day. with naked, painted savages on lt8 r banks, who lives their lives out, whose bodies are now dust, or air, or water, and whosi; souls arc " "Dont. Harrv, don't. Yoit know how it hurts me to hear you talk like that. Clover boys, I have often heard, like to pla.v at being unbiv lievers. They get sense as they grow older." Again that queer smilo stirred tho corners of his mouth, but died out demuredlv under her searching e.ves. "Dr. Ardel was not quite orthodox, r have heard," he said qiiietl.v. "I don't know. In mv one talk with him there was no iiint of un- belief. To mo he seemed all wisdom and gentleness. I was full of grati- tude, and admiration, and fear of him," she went on. "fear, above all. WEAK AND NEHVOXIS. Thousands of Lives Mad* jMCiser*- able by a Trouble Easily Overcome. Tliousands of people throiighoui this country suffer continually from nervousnessâ€" their bloo/d is poor and watery, their nerves unstrung and jaded. They are pale, weak, often troubled with headaches and dizzi- ness, aie exhausteti with tlu- sliglit- est exertion, and often feel aa though life were a burden. There ia only one absolutel.v certain way to get new healtji and strength anil that is through the use of Dr. Williams' Dink Pills for Palo People. Thesa piils make new, rich, red blood. Kva â€" your mother. I meanâ€" spoke of 'strengthen the nerves, and bring him as a kind of god. T dare<l hard- i*"-*^"''''' strength and happiness to ly look or spenk at first. But hel^J*",*^^ ^^''','^ use Iheni. Mr. D. W. Manitoba, He says was so gentle that I forgot my fear 1 1^'^^'"'!'' Crystal City, Never in my life shall I have an hour U":"^"'-'-'* ^^<^ truth of this. as ^ have used Dr. Williams' Pink j^"^_ Pills with wonderful results. Before using them I was weak aaid nervous; like thnt again. Often ho looks he did then. Age has hardly touch ed him at all. and for a momi-nt or i ii , , • two I cheat mvseli into the belief he I ',> ,"f '''^ P""'':.I «;as pale and ii «, i i. •^' "c suffered from pains in the reirion ol i.<! the same; but the moment he ,1,,. i, ..,,.» i>^"'=' in vnc icgion oi 1 XL J 1 â-  • T». tne neart. !sow after the use of TV t^ T" 'f.^°"-'- ,"'" •'it'ht boxes of the pills n iv nerves thoughts are the thoughts o a bo.v. ^re strong; my blood is pure ai.d I never knew him to take life sen- ..jch; I have a good color and my ously for an hour until Jeannette â-  . . . -^ ame .back from school in France six months ago. But that would never do, of course." "What would never do?" he asked, smiling. "Oh, you know as well as I do. He is forty-seven years and she is just sixteen. It's quite too absurd." I There was a curious eatnestness in her insistency. I Jeannette .seemed to like him?" [ Harry ventured. "Uh! Jeannette likes him, in a way. Sometimes she half forgets how old he is. But now that you are home " "Why, what have I to do with it, Lucy?" "Oh! nothing, of cour.se," she said quickly, half amused, half confused at his amazement. "You have the strangest eft'ect on me, Harry; I nev- er speak with you for live minutes without quite forgetting how young .vou are. I never feel like this with Jeannette, and she looks older than her age, and you look .vounger. I might easily be your mother, j'ou know." "I know nothing of the kind," Harry interposed, with quite unneces- sary earnestness. His eyes met I'ers, and there was a moments self-conscious, embarrassed silence before either spoke again. "Tell me something of your school life, Harry, ' she said, glancing sharply .froui the dangerous topic, as a skater glances aside from thin ice. "Are you glad it"s all over?" "It was a pleasant life enough," he said at last, "but I'm. not sorry it is over." "When do you go to Oxford? " she asked. "Never"; and he told her of the discussion and the decision of the morning. "Do you think I was right. Lucy?" "Oh, I think you were quite right. But still, I want to know what next. You are not one to waste your life in idleness." "I hardly know what ne.'Ct," ho replied, speaking slowl.v. "I have chosen my profession. But first there is something else, something infinitely more important that â€" â€" " "W'hich profession?" she interru|)t- cd ha.stily: "not the Army or the Navy, I hope?" "No, not the Army or the Navy. 1 have no taste for the science of slaughter in any of its departments. It s my ambition to save, not kill. In m.v profession â€" ^^I mean, the profes- sion 1 have chosenâ€" a man is always found on the right side in the etern- al struggle between life and death." She glanced at him in quick sur- prise. "How strange!"' she cried. â- 'Dr. Ardel spoke just like that to me. Oh! I remember it so well. Can you possibly have "' She broke oil laughing as her e.ves rested on the smooth, fresh, bo.yish face of her companion. "Oh. Harry! I declare .vou have bewitched and bewildered me again. 1 Was just going to ask you if you remembered what I'r. Ardel said when .vou wcro a throe-.veur-old baby. I ne\ er can remember for five minutes at a time how young you really are.'" "Dont remember it. Luc.v." ho broke out abruptly, almost fiercely mustered b.y the passion that was burning in him. "Think of me al- ways us a man in thought, in feeling, ill resolve â€" a man that loves .vou. and will love you to the hour of his death." "Aly poor Harry!" she said softl.v. at last, "m.v poor, foolish bo.v! I cannot laugh at this; you seem so horribly in earnest. But you will laugh at it yourself a few months â€" maybe u few weeks hence, ai»d then 111 join .vou." "I!ut, Lucy '" he began '"No! no! no heart action is regular. I thinjt there is no medicine can equal Dr. Williams' Pini Pills for these trou- bles." This is the verdict of all people who have given the pi Is a fair trial, and. those who are sick can obtain new health and strength through tho use of this medicine. Do not waste money and further eiihanger your health by taking any substitute. See that the full name of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People is pr::>ted on the wrapjier around every bo.x. If you cannot get tho j)ills from your dealer tlicy will be sent by mail at .'SO cents a box or six boxes for S2.50 b.v writing to 'I'hu Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brockviilc, Out. insisted. "that there is no otlier who " A faint blush flickered on her cheek, but her pure e.\-es met his glance steadily. "That is a question you have no right to a.sk. but 1 will answer it. The jiast is past. There is no other. I,et that be the end." (To be contiiuiod.) ♦ NOTES FROM MANYWHEIE. The electric roads of the Unit^-d States carried last year three times the population of the earth. It costs $10 a week to feed a liorse in Pretoria. 'Ihere is plenty of fer- tile land in the country, but little water. Plant life is much more tolerant than animal life of e.xtremes of tern perature. growth having been obsei-A- e<l, in some instances, as low as zcrc and in other instances as high as 71 degrees centigrade. It is true that a freezing process does not deslro> life. A lish or a frog will, on thaw- ing, become quite lively again. MEEKY. HAPPY BABIES. There is no greater treasure or earth than a health_\ , bajip.v . nierr; baby. An.vthing therefore that vvil keep the little one in th.is coiuiitiot is a priceless boon to mothers, Mrs W'm. Bull. 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No less a sum than £».!'08.0iH> was i.ssued in .1902 from the Uo.vai Mint in gold coins, as against iL2,-' 590.000 in 1901. The Kdward VII. £5 pieces |)ut into eirruiation were of the value of £171,000. and the JC2 iiieces of the value of i.'30.000. Tho number of pieces struck was 122,:'8(5.5jO. CHAMOIS IS VANlSlilNi;. touch of sternness -Vttention has recently been called by scientists to tlie disappearance ol the chamois from the V'rench Alps. These graceful animals, in spile of sho interrupted, a t the fact thnt they conceal their her gentle I homes and places of refugt' the feet, are mercilessly hunted out an«l shot down, so that there is danger of their complete extinction. voice: "1 must hear no more of this uiost inaccessible spots. at heights folly, now or ever. The time will varying from 2.(?i>o feet to lT..'50O come, and come soon, when yor. will thank mc for refusing to listen to you." "Never! " li<' retorted; "my love is more than my life to mc. Is there no hojie. 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