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Lower Grey: ER SMITH, NDBYMAN Is the nos! wide per pumlshca In to fill tofu once I HABDVILLE, has LI... Old is propu of honey on rul _I Nd at! on the I. Did Lit. [mur- istook Companion pnopondouao to N numbed Agency. for “1 am going to nuke. a lady of you, .3 little mbwm. 1 am going to and you of! to boarding-school. Thi‘l what you have always want- ed; now I am going :0 humor your . whim." “all! 1â€"] do not. want to go now, ' M John. 1â€"1 have changed my “Indeed. I don't want to go now, Unclo John. Please don't talk about it any more. [â€"1 all happier here tlnn I can tell you.“ John Brooks laughed shoal-11y. “It’s too late for you to change your mind now, llttlo one. I have mado arrangements tor-'y'ou to start bright and early toâ€"morrow morn- ing. The stage will I). here by day- light. so you had batter start all to bed at once, at there will be no roses in these checks to-morrow." ”Why. “’0 onlyltst week you were 1m the pretty eyes of yours out, (alum to be sent to}_hool.1-w,ell w itâ€"l don damtand the way- 01 women. “always thought ,0! WI. dflloront from the rest, Daily, but I no you are» all the same. Newer two day- ot the same mind. Wht in the reason you've changed your mind, not!” Iii, looked at the envelope with p wistful glance. Daisy knew so little )1 real life, and lens at love and marriage, up to the time she had met Rex! Her heron had been imaginary ones, her ideas of love only girlish. romantic (uncles. ll: was all very exciting and charming. She was very fond of hndlomo Rex, but she had yet to Mn: the depths of love which. soon- .C or later. brightens the lives of W women. Daisy wan not use-cl to keeping a secret locked npln her trutln'ul little heart. She longed to throw her arm: around his nook and whisper to him of bar mad. roman tic marriage, and of the handsome young husband who loved her no fondly. He drew from his breast pocket as he spoke a thlck, yellow onvolope. which contained leveral printed forms with blank spaces which were to be filled up» There was something in his voice which made Daisy look at him. but new eyes fell and her cheeks “ll-3M hotly as she met. his glance. "Como. come, now," laughed, John, good-humorodly, “don't get excited, pot, it will take me just as long to tell it anyhow; it is something that will please you. immensely.” ”Ah. no, Septima; Daisy its only a child. \Vhy, it seems as though it were but yesterday I used to take her With me. through the cotton-Zields, and laugh to see her stretch her chubby hands up, crying for the bursting blossoms. growing high above her early golden head. Palm wl Septima, Dzliey is only a merry, troliasome, romantic child yet.” Daisy nestled her tell-tale face cloa- eu' on his broad shoulder to hide the swift blushes that crept up to cheek and brow. “Look up, pot.” he said. coaxingly, "I have news for you," “Whtâ€"what 'm it 1" gasped Daisy, wands-ring it he could possibly have heard of her romantic muriage with Rayturning whiLe to the very lips, her blue eyes da‘rkening with sus- .." ’7'; don't want to go (if! to board- ” ‘ ., ' I now. 1 had rather stay . . ’0‘!) .. 3- uh laid down the pipe he “I: lighting in genuine sur- ”Don’t let yonr'sonsos run away with you, John Brooks. Haven't you the sense to know that Daisy is get- ting too big for you to take on your knee and pot in tint fashion? I am really ashamed of you. Daisy is al- most a woman 1” snapped Septixna, scornfullyâ€"“quito sixteen." John Brooks looked at his sister in amazement, holding little Daisy off and gazing info the sweet little blooming face, and stroking the long tlufly golden curls as he replied; "Hush!” exclaimed John Brooks, excitedly. "I ahoul-lu’t have thought would have dared say that. What does Daisy lmow of such things 3" he muttered, indignantly. “Don't let your senses run away with you, Sep- tlma.” “I was telling her l! she did not mend he: willful ways she might turn out like her mothâ€"" “Have you been scolding Daisy again. Septima t" he ukod, nngrily. ““08 the panting little damsel from tho floor and lasting her upon his knee, and drawing her curly head down to his rough-clad shoulder, and holding it than with his tail burdened hand. “What have you been saying to my little Daisy that I find her in tears?” CHAPTER V.â€"Continued. Heiress and Wife. “Pshaw !" he muttered, whisking off the top of the buttercupa near him with his ebony walking-stick. “I am not myself at all. I am growing as nervous as a woman. I think I’ll read little Birdie's letter over again to oc- cup, my mind until my sweet little Dab, comes! ' 'Ho sighed and united in one breath. a ho throw Ml! down at full Under the magnolia-tree, among the pink clover, Rex Lyon paced un- easily to and fro, wondering what could have happened to detain Daisy. He was very nervous, fever- iah, and impatient, as he watched the ma rising higher and higher in the blue heavens, and glanced at his watch (or the fifth time in the space of a minute. “All is fair in love’a warfare." she muttere, triumphantly. “Fool! with your baby face and golden hair, you. shall walk quiqkly into the net lhave Ipu'ead for you; he shall despise you.; Ay, crush with his heel into the earth the very flowers that bear the name of Daisy." The door of the cottage opened, and Pluma Hurlhurst walked slow- ly down the path. “All is fair in lova’s warfare-" she As Plume took the seat Septima placed for her, the dark cloak she wore fell from her shoulders, and Septima saw with wonder she still were the shimmering silk she had in rubies still glowed like restless, leap- ing fire upon het persect arms and snowy throat, and sprays of hyacinth were still twined in her dark, glossy hair; but they were quite faded now, drooping, crushed, and limp amt 3g her curls; there was a strange dead- white pallor on her haughty face, and a lurid gleam shone in her dark, slumbrous eyes. Pluma had studied well the character of the woman be? fore herâ€"who made no secret of her dislike for the child thrust upon their bountyâ€"and readily imagined she would willingly aid her in carry- ing out the scheme she had planned. Slowly one by one the stars died out of the sky; the pale moon drift- ed silently behind the heavy rolling clouds; the winds tossed the tops of the tall trees to and fro, and the dense darkness which precedes the breaking of the gray dawn settled over the earth. The ponies which the groom had held for long hours pawed the ground restlessly; the man himself was grow- ing impatient. “She can be up to no good," he mat-3 tamed; “all honest people should, be in their beds.” “Gar‘ainly,” answered Septima, awkwardly. “I has your pardon, miss, for keeping you standing out- side so long." guarded whisper. “I wished to see youâ€"my business is most importantâ€" may I coma in 3" l “0h. dur. oh, dear!" sobbed Daisy. l throwing herself down on her little I white bed when she had reached her I own room, “what shall I do? L can’t go without seeing Rex. I never heard - of a girl that was married being I sent off to school. Iâ€"I dare not tell Uncle John I am somebody’s wife. Oh. if I could only see Rex 1” Daisy springs out of bed and crosses over to the little white curtained win- dow, gazing out into the still calm beauty of the night. “if 1 only knew" where to find Rex," she mused, "I would go to him now. Surely he would nOt let me be sent away from him." She turned away from the window with a sigh. “I must see Rex to-morrow morning," she said, "I mean to make a lady of you. You determinedly. And the weary little golden head, tired out with the day which hlld just died out, sunk rest- fully down upon the snowy pillow in a dreamless sleep, the happiest, alas! that poor little girl-bride was to 1know for long and Weary years. A dark, dreamy silence wraps the cottage in its soft embrace, the moon, clear and full, sails tranquilly through the star-sown heavens, and the sweet scent of distant orange groves is wafted through the mid- night breeze. Yet the dark-cloaked figure that walks quickly and soft- ly up the graveled walk: sees none of the soft, calm beauty of the still summer night. She raises the brass knocked with a qui k, imperative touch. After a wait of perhaps ten minutes or so Septima answers the summons, but the candle she holds nearly drops from her hands as she beholds the face of her midnight visi- tor in the dim, uncertain flickering glare of the candle-light. "Mb-‘3 Pluma,” She exclaims, in amazement, “is there any one ill at the Hall ?" J I I J t I have no fortune; little Daisy. but your pretty face. It will be hard to lose my little aunbetam, but, it Is my duty, Daisy. It is too late to back out now; for once I am firm. You must start toâ€"morrow morning." CHAPI‘ER VI. “What’s the matter with that man ' pecially in low-1y in; parts. gGode-ox, doctor 2" i Brigadier-General O’Moore Oreagh, "0h, simp}y anal-you. trouble.” :who is detailed for meal Ierviiee in “Nervous trouble, is it t" ' Chine. in en Irilhlnan, being the “Yes; She’s wax-tying about hi. leventh eon “COW“! Greezh, R.N., money.” of Cehirhene. County Clare. He Won “Oh, well. it ought to be any for the Vietrole Grant for velour during ,you to relieve him of thet." the Afghan We: at In. ed. The report of General Pedoya says that a formidable thunderstorm accompanied by a terrible rainspout in the Wadi district was the cause of the inundation. The bodies of the drowned soldiers were founda at a distance of a few miles from the camp. The rest of the soldiers was only sav- ed by hurrying to the above mention- ed artificial hill, Such rain showers in the Sahara, even if they last from one-half to- three-quarters of an hour, have not theelightest influence upon the vegetation. Urirlu, situated between Berrian and Ghardaya, belongs to the Wadi Mia system, and is so flat that the excava- tions of an artesian well recently bor- ed farm the only elevation in the the whole district. A French contemporary states that, ac- cording to a report of General Pe- doya, commander of the Algerian Di- vision, a body of 90 soldiers arrived on April 12 in Wadi Urirlu. The was- ther, the paper continues, was beau--a tiful. In the afternoon, at about halt-past five, a thin rain came down, At half-past eight a cry was heard: “ The water comes l” Within a few; seconds an area of more than 8000 feet in diameter was filled with water toa man’s height, and six soldiers perish-i Sudden and heavy rain showers oc- cur from time to time in the Sahara “Birdie." “There’s no fear of my bringing Pluma home now,” he laughed, whist- ling a snatch of “The Pages' Chorus.” “Birdie won't have anything to tear on that score. I do wish mother hndn’t- set her heart on my marrying) Pluma. Parents make a mistake in choosing whom their children shall marry and whom they shall not. Love goes where it is sent.” He looked at his watch again. “By George l” he muttered. turning very pale upon seeing another hour had slipped away, “I can not stand this a minute longer. I must see what has happened to Daisy." To Be Continued. “RSâ€"And we received a letter from Mr. Lester Stanwiek, too. He says he will be passing through here soon and wishes to call. When are you coming home. Rex? Don't bring any one with you. “Your loving little mister. I thought, perhaps, if Itold you I did not liko her you might give her up and come home. I forgot to tell You the blue room and the room across the hall Ls being fixed up for you just lovely, and I am to have your old one. in love with her, and I must be so too. But I can't fall in love with her. Brother Rex; indeed. I‘ve tried Vary hard and I can’t; don't tell any- bOdY; but I'm awfully afraid Ishan’t like her one bit. She looks stylish and her name Plumn sounds real stylish too, but she don't look kind. been so heavy ever since that I could not write to you because his tears would fall on the page and blot. it. Now, dear old Brother Rex. don’t be angry at what your little Birdie is going to say. Mamma say! You. are going to marry and bring home a'wife, and ehe showed me her picture, and said you was very much Again Rex laughed aloud as he glanced it over; reading as follows; “Dear Brother Rex,â€"We received the letter you wrote, and the pic- nure you sent with it, and my heart Slowly Rex read the letter through to the end. The morning stage whirled rapidly past him on its way to meet the early train. Yet, all unconscious that it bore away from him his treasure, he never once glanc- ed up from the letter he was read- mg. Rex looked so fresh and cool and handsome in his white linen suit, ly- ing there under the shady. trees that summer morning, his dark curls rest- ing on his .white hand. and a smile lighting up his pleasant face, it is not to be wonderedafit he was just the kind of young fellow to win the love of young romantic girls like Daisy and Iguanaâ€"the haughty young heir-r INUNDATION OF THE SAHARA He spread out the letter on his knee, trying hard to while away time in perusing its pages. “That is just like careless little romping Birdie," he named. “She supposes, because she knows who Miss Plume is, every one else must cer- tainly be aware of the same fact." length on the green grass under the trees. Taking from his pocket a little square white envelope. ad- dressed in a childish hand to “Mr. Rextor-d Lyon. Allendale. West Vir- ginia, Care of Miss Pluma." Rex laughed aloud until the tears startr ed to his eyes, as they fell on the words; "Care of Miss Pluma,” heavily underlined in the lower corner. A PROFESSIONAL SNAP. loving little sister, Excceeive moi-tare caused by the heavy rainfall in the Limerick die- trict, has produced an abnormal growth of poi-anon: fungi and herb, causing death among dairy etock, ee- pecially in low-lying parts. Not long since an Irishman was fin- ed 10s for drunkenness. At once an- other Patrick of the same initials ad- vertised that he had no connection with the Patrick who was fined for .drunkenness. Now, Patrick, the Ement: " I, J. Patrick, who was fined 105 for drunkenness, beg to thank J. Patrick, of Ballyhooly Lodge, for no- tifying that I am in no way connect- ed with his family.” The late Lord Russell, of Killowen, only the other day presided at an ar- chaeological conference, when Princi- ‘.pal John Rhys, Oxford, delivered an {address upon "Folk lore and healing iwells.” The Lord Chief Justice said ithat Ireland was full of legendary Elore. It was something in an age [essentially material, pushing, strug- .gling, dusty age, such as this, to dwell ' upon themes which would convey their iminds to ancient days. An action has been brought against the corporation of Dublin by a Mr. Wheeler for the loss of an eye. The plaintiff on the evening of April 4, the date of the Queen’s entry into Dublin, was passing along the east side of Stephen‘s green, within the chains, when a sharp iron point at the top of one of the iron structures which surrounded the trees, struck against and entered his right eye, with the result that he lost his eye, which was removed on July 23, by the doctor who attended him from the date of the accident. At a meeting of the Limerick Cor- poration, Mayor John Daly, in the chair, it was decided that the royal arms over the entrance to the Town Hall, which is used for municipal busi- ness, should be removed. In the course of a case in Liverpool it was stated that millions of eggs are annually imported from Russia to Belfast and then sent over to Eng- land and Scotland and sold. an “Irish aces 1” Sir Robert Hart is essentially an Ulster man in appearance, in manner; with the indestructible Ulster brogue to the very end. The death 18 announced of Lord g Farnham. an Irish representative " peer. His son, the Hon. Arthur Ken- g' he, succeeds to the title. At Fort Camden, near Queenatown. two soldxere of the Cork m‘litia were killed and three injured through the bursting of the breech of a 40-pound- er gun durmg target practice. The famous Irish Nationalist who has just died at the age at 90.Micnacl Cavanagh, was a poet, a writer, a Gaelic writer, and a fierce politician. , Canon Knox Little, who went to the front in connection with chap- laincy work, is a member of an old Ulster family, born in 1839 at Stuartstown, Tyrone. Bobs grandfather, the Rev. John Roberts, was one of the manor canon- of St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Dublin, to- wards the close of the last century. The Lord-Lieutenant of Ireland has appointed Col. NeviL‘e F. F. Chamber- lain, 1. S. C., to be'inspector-General of the Royal Irish Congtabulary. An Irish girl of 15 is charged with imposing on a middle-aged woman in Donegal by pretending to receive let- ters from heaven. The London boycott of Irish cattle creates a good deal of ill-feeling among the farmers and grazierl of Ireland. The Belfast steamer Lord London- derry has been awarded £10,000 for salvage services to the steamer De- lano. Baron Iveagh will expend between £60,000 and £100,000 in improving the dwelhngs for the poor of Dublin. The man who murdered the Pro- testant rector of Kilready has been declared insane by a Limerick jury. The death is announced of Alder- man the nght Hon, Joseph Meade, Dublxn, He was twice Lord Mayor of that city. One of the chief features of this season is the great number of cycle tourists in Ireland. ° General Sir George White has con- sented to accept a charger from In: admirers in Belfast. There are coal mine but the output is not the quality‘tirat-clesm Belfast corporation granted the freedom of the city to General Sir George White. The report of the Registrar-General shows crime in Ireland Iteadxly on the decline. Busy People 0! the Emerald hieâ€"Occur- rem-m flu: Wlll luleml Irluh-l'alu- duu“. FROM ERIN'S GREEN ISLE. NEWS mom IRELAND BRIEFLY TOLD DAY BY DAY. mines 1n Antrim, great, nor 1: N., G. 82 J. MCKECHNIE. And then Francis Marvyn related to his interested parents the touch- mg story which little Ellen Warren had told him, sitting by his bedside. and he concluded; “It struck me papa. that they would be just the tenants you would head ?" “Yea. mother." but he scarcely heard what she said. sitting in the large arm chair by the window, through which the evening winds came to flutter in his hair. “What are you thinking ebout. Frank 2" asked his father. "I was wondenng whether you got a tenant for the house. tether.” “We shall be quite equal to taking care of ourselves in a day or two. ahan't we, Frank 9" “Come. come.” he said. looking from the pale face at the mother to the pale face of her son. “I can't ban two invalids on my hands at once. What in the world shall I do with you both I" “It seems good to have you haolx again. my child.” said Mrs. Harvyn. putting her white hand fondly through the thick chestnut loch of her son, and playing with them. and looking, in her face her husband knew that his wife'l thoughts were going back to the time when she saw them lying all wet and dragzled on the pillow. “I won't breathe a word. trna u I live and breathe. and draw 3 single breath.” soliloquizod the child, with aolemn emphm on every unable. And she was a oonlcientimu little girl. She kept her word. “Oh. just leave that to me. It'e such a pretty white wood house. with green blinds. large and old fashioned. you know, but just the place to suit you.” “Mayn’t I tell papa end memme 8" “Oh, no; you mustn’t breathe e word to anybody in the world about. it yet awhile; promise me that you won’t. “You do I" exclaimed Ellen. her eyes 11h musics. wide for wonder. "How can you get it I" “Don’t feel had any more. Ellen. I! that wicked old fellow zeta your house away I know of another a great deal nicer than this. with I beautiful garden. and white roses olambering all around the portico, that I think you can get." r rancls narvyn named the matter. till he had gained s pretty class ldes of all the facts of the case; then he lay etill s while; his pale (see settled into at strange gravity. n he kept counsel with his own thoughts. At last he looked up in s sudden brightness. wave- ot her golden. brown halt. “You too. PIP: in bid a great den! of trouble. nnd somehow Squire Turn- er has got our house into his hands. nnd we shall have to lot" it in a lit- tle while. because pupa can't rain the money to pay of! the mortgage. and you don't know how it'. troubling m “I m thinking how hard itI would be one of thou don to have our old home. and what would become of II “Why. Ellen. to leave your 1;. than 1” Franci- Marvyn A SUITABLE TENANT. whst put that into your thanking our customers for past, patronage, and we are convinced that the new system will merit a continuance or the same. We beg to inform our customers and the public generally that we have adopted the Cash System, which means Cash or its Equiv. alent, and that our motto will be “ Large Salen and Small Profits.” 0. what are you going home (or I' Adopted by Opportunity of The Queen greatly admired tho flowering polyunthusoa and coloured primrose: that hue been so gay in some of the gardens of print. houses in the outskirt- ot Dublin. And in lean then three yearn after he had graduated French Mervyn took to wife the daughter of hi- tether'e tenant. end Ellen Warren went out from the old homestead. which had been her husband'e grand- father's to the new home. whose joy end light end ministering engel ehe me to become. The young men graduated together. while under the old home-toad Ellen “'arren blossomed into n beautiful end. what in (u- betur. 3 good and noble woman. Farmer Warren'e health improved. with the burden of eare and anxiety removed from his epirita. and hi. small. thrifty family Ins caged to ob- tain a comfortable livelihood from the cultivation of me garden and grounds about the old homestead. Horace Warren and Francis Karvyn were the beat of friends. and the former gave such indications of talent that Mr. Iarvyn anointed bin to enter college. film. and the sick man nod his cor- rowing family were fairly overwhelm- ed with the glad tidingl which Mrs Harvyn brought them. and their tern of anguish were changed to turn of Joy and gratitude. A tow wank: later they mu uttlod in the “63". ant old homo-bead, and the dawn of a. fairer lilo hogan tor than! bonuth Its root. "Don't wait. father; no nhout it at once." intarpolod Mn. lawn. “I'll ride out to-morrow. Sum." Mr. Ibrryn was u good n his word. He wu not too curly. Squiro Turner had called on lit. Wuron that very day to Inform him that he must leave the premiu- in a short “I know it; ble- tho boy! Hi: tnthor shall have the houu._ That in n bright idea of yours." like to tab chug. of your hon-o. 1nd then. you know. Hana Warren and my lilo.” The “Chronicle” in (h' on.” I‘P-rqe Loom New-party I. Western «nitric. ‘ufll cure I an honestly manque“ I.B.B. to 111 who golfer from my duo-n arising from had blood.” ' writes a. follow" 80' Ls. ‘ ‘About six months ago I was troubled with painful boils, for which I could get nothin to Cure me. A: u last resort I tried Bur r‘ck Blood Bitten. 0n. bottle completely rid me of boils, and my hculth was never better than at present. ocrofnloua sores. My husband bought u some of Burdock Blood Bum for hi- nd gave it to him. and by tho time ballad Culuhed the ucond bottle that wu not q (try to be teen. On account of this woo- Burdock Blood Bitters. CURES BOILS. Mr. Oliver]. Hum: Chzrlottetown: _P. E.