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THR DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTRTOWK, NOVRMBER 10. 1900

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i > sors Opinion Re podd’s Dyspepsia Table

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? wets i ‘ stomach avd Bo ’ ho Only Cure on Karta : ; r a inde Poe on y were talking adout i?¥ pe 1) pe a a +4 cayses more 7 The doctor Sai + os 4 ry than whisk yao S Aut. ett i . “ge ; knew ‘ . he could cure it i : ‘ | . remedy for Dyspepsia am are other atomach trouve ‘ t hat Oe ayscures That on Dodd’s ms Tab! Rothe knew espepsta Tabiets But he knew of pepe psls a 5 . : " . <i aoreed with he doc he iaw) S sgh ) om : sto the mise ¥ Ca ust . by i ys ob But he claimed ti 1t Indi ia. ! ned that I restion, Sour Stomach, I yu breath Co ‘ Stomach, bi iousness, Wind on the * ac | : hand Catarrh of the WV terbrash, an¢ atari a to equally

mach are responsible much torture a

; toast I Beever S1L.U00 I can} age the worst Case of any one o* ‘ ases with Dodd's Dyspep- | They are the natural) the food}

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these dise sia Tablets. ! digestive They aicecaae when the worn out, € <hausted | +omach fails to do so. Digest the | food and there will be nm stomach | jisease.

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case of Dyspepsia In- other stomach trouble} is accompanied by con tipation, more or less severe. To make their | eure complete. The Dodds Medicine (jo. put in every box of Dé id's Dys pepsia Tablets, a package 01 small prown Tablets, that are sI nply per- fection as a regulator of the bowels.

“Thus Dodd's Dyspeps! digest the food perfectly, . tablets stimulate the bowels to }-althy action and the waste matter ‘s carried off. instead of remaining in the stomach to poison the system. The cure is perfect.’

“Where can I buy Dodd 3 Dyspep-

sia Tablets ?’’ queried the lawyer. All druggists sell them at fifty sents a box, six boxes $2.51), or they wil be sent on receipt of price, by The Dodd Medicine Co., Limited,

Toronto.

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.. LOVE FINDS A WAY.

BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.

(COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.)

(CONTINUED.)

At which Miss Malvina flamed up. “You never were just to Thomas Brox- ton, and | suppose you never will be. You are always judging him by com- monplace standards, and they don’t fit | him at all, He is a man incapable of | harboring a mean thought or commit- | ting a mean action. If you bad ever | been worthy of him, Olivia, you never would bave played at being in love with a man not worthy of breathing the same air with him.”

With which burst of eloquence Miss Malvina gathered up her chair covers She ob- served with secret satisfaction, how- ever, that as the time approached for Thomas’ arrival Ollie’s spirits rose most unaccountably. Her black dresses made her look pallid always now, but on that Sunday morning the soft- est of pink flushes dyed her delicate skin, and—oh, the guile of woman!— Tom’s favorite shade of chrysanthe- mums, a@ rich mahogany color, was piled high in a great glass bow! upon the hall table.

Tom timed his arrival carefully, just in time for dinner, but when dinner was over Miss Maivina herself sudden- | ly developed an amount of guile no one | would ever have credited ber with.

“[’ve got so much to do, Tom, that J can’t afford to remember the Sabbath day to keep it boly. I am going to count all the silver this afternoon and interview Reuben about a caretaker he) wants us to leave in the house. | will | have to leave you on Oliie’s hands for | a little while, but don’t you dare to run

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He tooka chair near the sofa on whitch she was sitting. away unti) I have had my private in- terview. There are some things 1 want you to do for me about the Lodge.” She nodded her little corkscrew curls gasly and trotted away, leaving Olivia almost gasping for breath. It was left to Tomi to relieve the strained situation. specting a newly executed portrait of

his guardian while Miss Malvina bad |

rattled off ber apologies. Olivia had | asked his opinion of the painting, and he had given it. and took a chair near the sofa on which she was sitting. It was as if he | bad put up a bar between them. Sim- ple as the act was, it made it very bard for her to hold fast by a resolve she had come to. ~] himself op the sofa by her side. He | would have done so once. She lifted | shy eyes to his as be said easily:

“And so my little sister is going out | to see the great world? Tell me some | tuing of your route.”

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there. The blood passes through the kid- neys every three minutes. Ifthe kidneys do their work no impurity or cause of disorder can remain in the circulation | longer thanthat time. Therefore if your

failed in their work. They are in need of stimulation; strengthening or doctoring. One medicine will do all three, the finest and most imitated blood medicine there |

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| looked at her in grave surprise. | & smile of pity came Into bis fine face.

He bad been in- |

| good joke. He came over now | | times think about me.”

She wished he bad seat- |

| fact, nothing

no time for me to intrude,”

She was so tutent upon her own line of thought that she did not answer. How calm and self possessed he look ed! What a strong, forceful face bis had become! Searcely a vestige was left of the shy, bashful boy she used to patronize and torment, sure of bis al- ways loving her. Tom had grown away from her.

“Or perhaps,” said Tom, filling in what threatened to become an awk- ward pause, “you have not marked out any arbitrary route. So much the better. Are you going direct to Nice?”

“Yes, 1 suppose so. I don’t know. It will be the innocents abroad when Miss Malvina and | slip our moor-

| ings.”

She laughed hysterically. How could she ever say “it?’ How could she go away without saying “it?" She felt like a leaf in a winter storm. How eool and steady his voice was!

“You will meet with agreeable sur- prises in that respect. Everything is s0 simplified and systematized vowa- days that women can travel over the world with impunity. I am sure you will enjoy it.”

“And | am sure I shall not. I never expect to enjoy anything again, Tom. as tong as | live, never—anything at all.”

Her eyes were wet witb unshed tears; her cheeks were hot with un bidden blushes; her clasped hands trembled visibly; her excitement was getting beyond her control. Broxton

“You are young yet, Ollie, so young,

| and to the young sorrow has such a / dreadful finality ip | is only in seeming, little friend.

But it We ean outlive and live dowr about all

seeming.

' the troubles a malicious fate can con | ceive of for our torment

if we will only believe In ourselves, be true to

| the best in us.”

She looked at him with the ghost of a smile on her lips. “That sounds

' dreadfully experienced, Tom.”

“And am | not exnerienced? Not,”

| he added, with quick thought for her. “that 1 am quarreling with destiny.

My philosophy is that all that is is right.” “That is fatalism, and I do not think

fatalism is bealthy. especially for so | You see, | have not for- |

young a man. gotten bow to find fault with you,

| Tom.” “No. Come, now, this grows promis ing. I lived in Germany just long

enough to acquire a taste for meta.

physics and to miscal) myself a philos- opher. We don't indulge along that line at the works. Let me bear you define fatalism.”

His cool acceptance of the existing

| gtatus of things exasperated her most

unreasonably.

“You are turning my meaning into a jest, Thomas. I suppose 1 am bot worth a serious thought nowadays, so you are obliged to think of me as a No; I don’t mean that at all, for that implies that you do some

“Il am glad you do not mean it. We have been good friends too long to

| quarrel with each other just as you are

about to put the ocean between us, and we would bave no chance to make up inside of a whole year.” ~

Nothing could less entire bearing from the moment of his arrival. {f only she vould think be

| was acting a part. if only she could

think he felt as he had once felt to- ward her, wanted what he once want- ed—her—it would make it easier for her. Before he bad come she, standing

before her father’s portrait, had regis- |

tered a silent promise.

“! will try to do your bidding to the |

utmost, father. Heretofore I have only refrained from doing tbat which would have come between me and it. I am going to marry Thomas Broxton. Then your sad, pleading voice will die

' out of my memory perhaps.” | But Tom was making it so dread- | fully difficult. | presently.

She took the plunge Her voice trembled at the start.

“Thomas, I am going to ask you a

| question before we part. Will you an- | swer it very honestly?”

“That depends.” He smiled down calmly into ber troubled face.

Her eyes fell before the cool steadi- |

pess of his. She clasped her bands

tightly upon ber lap. “J want to ask you how long you |

were standing in the doorway of fa- the’s room that--night—before you

closed the door so softly that I thought

it was the night wind?”

A troubled look came into his eyes. He had not expected this direct cate chising. He answered inconsequently:

“Reuben Is a bungling old idiot. He told me his orders were to send me ai rect to my guardian. When I got there, I found you were with him, and it was

Then |

be more matter of | loverlike than his |

“W ere—you—there—iong enough to | hear my father’s last words?’ He remained stubbornly silent. She | raised her eyes in desperation. He was | looking at her pityingly. It was in- aot ee She lifted her head defiant- | “You will please answer me, Thom- | 8s. It is necessary that you should. Did you hear my father’s last words?”

“I heard him lay a command upon you,” came with slow reluctance in an- ewer.

“And I—am—ready—to obey the— command.”

The words escaped her in a husky whisper. Her head drooped as if weighted earthward by the dreadful huinfijatign of the moment. Would he never say anything te ease the smart of those words?

The darkening air was heavy with the fragrance of the flowers she hud plucked for him. A boy’s shrill whistle eame through the window to her ears discordantly. She could hear eld Reu- ben call the dogs to their dinner. Byv- ery sense was on the alert. [t was as if her nerves had been laid bare by a surgeon’s knife. She had tried to ful- fill the command of the dying. She had offered herself to Thomas Broxton. She was vindicating her tardiness and questioning the cruelty that kept him silent in the same breath. om’s voice, entirely unshaken by its burder of feeling, brought her back to the mo- ment she bad to deal with.

“Poor little girl! My peor little Ollie! And you thought so meanly of me as | all that?’ | “Meaaly of you, Tom?” she managed | to ask.

He went on rapidly, as if mistrust- |Ing his own strength of purpose. “I | Was very unhappy when I heard you had broken with Westover. I was | afraid you had done it through a mis- | taken sense of duty to your father. But I could not help you nor -my |friend. The dying often hamper the living ip some such cruel fashion, but _1 do not hold that one is called upon _to sacrifice Lappiness to any such | deathbed mandates. Westover is a | splendid fellow, and I know that he ‘loves you dearly. If it were not for _the pain that | ktiow you have endur- (ed in the effort to obey your father’s ‘command, | would be glad of this op- | portunity to free you from your fan- | cied obligation. Now, with a clear | couscience, Ollie, dear, you can recall | Westover.”

“I shall. never marry Clarence West- | over, Tom. never!”

He seemed not to hear her. “Once, when [ thought | could support you as my wife should and must be sup- ported, I asked you to be my wife. All through my early boyhood I enter- tained a sweet vision of a future

‘blessed by your love. I loved you ‘and asked you to marry me. You | | did not love me, and you refused to | wnarry me in terms which I in my | boyish sensitiveness called merciless.

I could not now accept, either from a

‘belated mercifulness or an overween- | ‘ing sense of filial duty, a reversal of the decision which years ago | accept- ed as final.

“In that letter’—a bitter curve marred the corners of his mouth for a

/second={“you said your ‘No’ was final. |

It must stand at that. If 1 have been | 'prutally plain, it is because there must -not be the possibility of any misun- ‘derstanding between us in the future. The negative of years ago cannot by

any sopbistry be turned into an affirm-

‘ative of today.”

She made no response. Her Lot cheeks ‘were buried in the cushions of the |sofa. Only the coil of her golden hair was turned toward bim. ‘so. He thought of her tenderly as the | | flying landscape shot past the window ‘of the car that was bearing him away from her. (To be Continued.)

A Victim of Piles

Fer 20 Years—aA Constant Sufferer From Biceding and Protruding Piles—Cured by Dr. Chase’s Cintment Im vain did Mrs, Jas. Brown, of Hin-

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cure fer piles. In Europe and America

she tried every remedy available, but it remained for Dr. Chase’s Ointment to effect a cure.

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to any person suffering from thas

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He stcod up and held out his hand. |

He left ber |

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