THE DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN, NOVEMBER 5
1900.
a -— Prepare j For the homecoming of
our contingent |
quantity if works ire
rpedoes, fit yun
crackers, tor] dor ire : \ tains, etc., el » €
all sizes
‘ — large supp'y ol a
and prices.
MITCHELL'S BOOKSTORE
Queea St. Opp Prowse Bros
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Hillsbarougt
eo bridge ECONOMY
IF a person can make a
Th New Bridge isoom- ing and'sv sre the dry streets and roads, ‘Ther you will? need some-
thing nize in fo twea>.
We Have a fine Selection Selling Very Low
J. BH. BELL
The B s*g7Rr'D
Shoe Store
soot
VVFVVET TITTY
small saving
ach day, it means considerable in a year. We se! a
large tin, 3 1b, Baked Beans fer 10 cents a res» a
YOU can make quite and every day by dealin
RR CRS eNO Na RT
SANDERSON & CO.,
Vicroria Row CKOcERSr
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Appies !
bs 28 = venApples -
Good Apples for co Ing purposes, only 1 2¢ peck.
Willow Market Baskets
Just reseived, a tine lot of Willow Market Baskets
Eureka Blend Tea Ifyou wan: Tea t at will prae
You, try fureka Blend, this is cir special blend.
R. F. Maddigan & Co.,
Lower Queen ytireet.
‘king aad e and SS: fp
covered
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Black Diamond Line.
The 8. §. Bonavista
. ) » Sailing from Montre- ! Friday morning, No . “si
Charlot : vy. 2ud, will be due at ead Malls or eet morning, Nov. 5th,
' John’s Nild., via North Syd-
det ae horses, cai tle and yt esi
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fight ang semesge Tew gh particulars as te
/ pieces like an unbroken colt
and hide.
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FINDS A WAY.
BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.
(COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.)
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(CONTINUED.)
“With them the Westovers have hothing to do. Keep them, or send them to Broxton, rather. They have belong: ed to bim ever since he came of age. Perhaps you might hold on to them un- tun
He left the sentence unfinished. Miss inivina knew that he meant until Hor- Matthews should’ be beyond the fret and worry of-all things.
“Ah, well, just as you choose about the rest of the papers! | thought may- be you could talk them all over with Tom Dear me! These inventories stand for inexhaustible wealth to me. What apn extravagant fellow our dear Tom must bave been as a college boy!”
“College boys are not an ascetic class, as a rule,” said Clarence and witb it “good night.”
Miss Malvina sat where he had left her a long time. She found the papers
\
ace
describing Thomas’ departed glories intensely interesting reading. “Poor
old mother! She bad been right all the way through, even to the description of Lucetta Broxton’s necklace.” She laid her Lands upon the package of papers and sighed.
“In spite of all this, Thomas Broxton is a pauper. The Hall could not sold. but it Is sold. Llow do men man- age to blunder so?”
Not yet was her loyal soul ready to indorse her mother’s worst suspicions of Horace Matthews’ stewardship.
CHAPTER XVL. A DYING FATHER’S COMMANL.
“He is wanting to see yeu.”
“Father?”
“Who else?”
Sever conspicuous for gnarvity, loss of rest and the universal apheavcal of his long established routine iad brought old Reuben to a pitch of surli- ness bordering on bearishness. Dr. Go- tmand for bis deser-
Vau's severe rep:
be |
tion of his post the night before added |
the last drop of bitterness to his cup, and it overflowed upon poor little Ollie’s unofeudiug head.
On his returp from the Spillman cot- tage Clarence Westover bad come io for a share of the old man’s accumu- lated acrimony. after which be lad mounted his and ridden home in a frame of mind scarcely less cynic al than Reuben’s own. Said the eld servitor:
“There aip’t a mite of common sense in your going all to pieces about that I've been knowing her ever
borse
ehiid.
| since she was big enough to be strap-
whieh she kick aH to If nuy body crossed her, she would just go off Many a bad scare has she given us all, just to wind up by walk ing in as smiling us a May morning and laughing at us for the pack of fools we undoubtedly was. den somewhere about the bouse bow.
baby carriage, was (trring to
ped {nto a generally
but vou may as well stop worrying about ber.”
She is hid- .
was. | guess snes gone om to navea cry where nobody can’t hear her. Dr. Ge van don’t give the old man much of a show.”
“But Miss Matthews has not been told that?’
“No. sir, no: but she is mighty sharp at forming her own conclusions. She is mighty fretted over being kept out of the old man’s room. I don't see Into that myself. I should think, as fond as he is of her, he couldn’t keep her close enough for the little time that’s left. But the old man always had his own way of doing things.”
“And you have searched the house all over, Reuben?”
“All over, sir, but that don’t prove anything. There ain’t but two places for her to be—Miss Malvina’s and here. She is somewhere about, but 1 think she has made it plain eneugh that she wants to be left to herself. If | was you, Mr. Clarence, I'd take things easier.”
“That last piece of advice is rather good, Reuben. I will try to follow it. 1 shall gallop over home and back again by midnight. I do uot believe I shall be wanted.”
Reuben had gladly seen him carry this resolution inte effect. Perhaps the one soft spot in the old man’s
Westover looked searchingly into the old MAN'S fice,
thews. They had grown up together, they had come to Mandeville together, and be was not as much in the dark as Clarence Westover would bave liked him to be. He closed the front door upon the young man and shuf- fled back to the sickroom muttering to himself:
“I'd just as lief as not nobody should be spying en him in his last hours. He do mumble a lot of mortal stranze stuff with the fever in his poor head.”
But the fever we Matthews head when
he turned to-
| ward Reuben and asked feebly: She won't turn up smiling this time, |
Westover looked searchingly into the |
old man’s face.
| ment of Olivia’s father had been heard
| by no outsider but himseif. As he was } ’ going to Marry Horace Matthews
duughter he should like the uame to tin kept as clean as possible. Witb the paper which Miss Maivina
he was in a combative mood. He owed it to himself to see that the local gos- sip: mili was supplied with no more grist.
“Who has crossed her this time?” he asked sharply.
“I'm not saying anybody has,.sir. I was just telling you what ber custom
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He would much prefer | | to think that “that old bag’s” arraign-
had con- | fided to his care reposing In bis pocuet |
| same question.
“Reuben, when graphed for?”
“Night before last sir.”
“And what did you say in it?’
“Guardian very ill. you. Come at once.”
“Has he apswered ?”
“Na, olf.”
“Perhaps be didn’t get it.”
was
It ain’t a bit like you. The doctor says you was to keep calm.”
“So he did, Reuben, so he did. If he got the message, when ought he to be here?”
“] asked the telegraph According Thomas is
to his eal-
Mr. due here
culation, about 1 a. m
“And it is now”’—
“Just half past 11, sir.”
The sick man closed his eyes weart- ly. below vow seemed! It was as if he were getting his life, with all of its lores, all of its ambitions, its toils, its achievements, its mistakes, in a true perspective at last. how absolutely worthless, the sum to- tal was!
All the capacity for loving he had |
And how mean, | 6 two will positively cure the most se-
been surprised by death in the midst of upfinished schemes, and presently Thomas Broxton would be standing where that terrible old woman had stood, defiant, accusing, merciless. He opened his eyes from what Reuben had thought was a tranquil slumber to say hurriedly, “l think 1 shouid like to see my daughter. Reuben, before Mr. Broxton gets here.”
And it was then that Reuben, going In search of her, bad found her in ber
| OWL room, sitting with her bead bur
| fed in her outstretched arms.
For the first time in her life Olivia obeyed the summons to her father’s presence with reluctance. Dr. Govan had reassured ber on the subject of pa- ralysis.
“Your father was violently agitated by the visit of that poor old irrespon- sible creature and temporarily lost his powers of speech. All agitation must positively be avoided, when you go into bis presence you must remember how much depends upon your personal observance of this eaution.”’
Then for the first time in her life she must act a falsehood. She must go into her father’s presence with a heavy load on her young heart long: ing to ask him questiens’ that must not be asked. yearning to have him exorcise the demons of suspicion and distrust awakened by that old wo-
man’s cruel words.
die and leave them uncontradicted. Could bereavement hold a sharpe! st'ng?
She got up heavily and, going into
| her dressing room, bathed her eyes to
efface the marks of recent tears and smoothed her hair into trimmer shape. Then she walked resolutely into the sick man’s presence. He beth wasted hands aad drew her
indurated heart was for Horace Mat- | 40W® upon the bed by him, murmur.
| ing familiar terms of endearment.
/ while, my darling.
' young face like a gray veil
| mon all your fortitude.
i all out of Llorace !
Thomas tele. |
Wants to see.
“You are better, father, much bet- ter. Dr. Govan tells me so,” she said, returning his caresses gently.
The sick man sighed wearily.
“For a little while, for a very little i have told Govan to keep me here until Thomas gets bone.”
“Thomas? Why, papa, have you sent for Thomas?” She was trembling violently. A
deathly pallor spread over her sweet
father any confession to make to Thomas Broxton? Why did be want him to come?
The sick man looked at ber implor. ingly.
“I beg of you, my daughter, to sum- Your agitation reacts on me. You are losing contro! of yourself. I am a very ill wan. Govan does not try to deceive me. Sev eral days ago | made Reuben sevd a telegram to Thomas Broxton. He may be here at apy moment.”
“Yes, father.” She spoke in a dull monotone, but her eyes looked teuder est pity into his.
“I want to beg bis pardon.”
“For what, father?” in the same sad |
monotone. “For my bad management of bis af-
fairs.”
(To be Continued.)
Ew eee
Itching Piles
A Fearfuily Bad Case—Much Pain and Acute Misery From the Terrible !:ching —Cured by Dr. Chase’s Ointment.
It is doubtful if any remedy ever re-
| celved so much grateful, unsolicited
man that | | guffered intense agony at times.
testimony as Dr. Chase’s Ointment.
| The reason is not far to seek, for it is o¢ 7 } > » 7 ° i Now. there you go to fretting, sir. ie only peapatetien Whews
to man
which never fails to cure plies.
Mr. F. G. Harding, a retired farm- er, living at Nilestown, Middlesex county, Ont., writes as follows:— I have been troubled with bleeding and itching piles for four or five years, and I had coula gei
tried almost everything, but .
nothing that would give relicf.
| hearing of Dr. Chase’s Ointment I pro- ' eured a box, and it only required part
I am re-
tely cure me. of it to complet in
commending it to all afflicted
How insignificant all things here | ¥4S-
Such incontrovertible evidence from
| responsible persons cannot, for a mo-
ment, be doubted.
been endowed with he had exercised |
for one child. He had loved Olivia to the exclusion of that broader, more elevating love for his fellow man as his neighbor.
the future, bad seemed the one thing worth doing. That she might have,
_othera must give; that she might re-
joice, others must suffer. was working bis way with strenuous stubbornness to this goal, he had not questioned bis own methods nor thé danger of working barm, and not good. to the idol of his life.
With the presumption born of a phe- naowenally good physical record be had looked forward to seeing Olivia enjoy- ing the fruits of his wise stewardship, while he aided and encouraged Thom- as Broxton in his ascent of the ladder
climb in his youth.
He was not the first man who has : Building, Charlottetown.
To make Olivia happy. | to secure her against any mischance iD |
When he)
/ the most skeptica!
A few applications
. Chase’s Ointment will convince aaa of its wonderful
healing 2nd soothirg influence... A box
60 cents a box, at
se 0 iles; ein oF Bates & Co.
all dealers, or Edmanson, Toronto.
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~hip Broker, Comision Merchant +a fe ler: il kinds of podluce, my la 4-4 commod ou. jremises on C mmercial ob ce being op cicul rly adapted for hand ing Prince Edwa ds sland ,raducts.
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Pronipt ic turns,
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McLEOD & BENTLEY
TALVRISTERS, ATTCRNEYS, SCLICITORS, ETC. D. C. McLeod, late of the firm of
'M. & D. C. McLeod.
W. E. Bentley, iate of the firm of
' Mathieson & ey. which it was well for every man ta _ - 0 Bentley
Offices, Bank of Nova Scotia
septgd&w3m
Perhaps he would
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my dear, and |
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Happy Thought”
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IN ALL THE WORLD no caus» of worry so constant, so insisteat, so widespread as inferior cooking appara’ us.
WHAT WOMAN oan help werrying che result of whose skill and care ia damaged or destreyed by an i:.ferior Range.
DEAL FAIRLY by your householi and yourself-—iastall Buck's “Arppf Tcought” Bange in your kitch-n and if you can’t quit worryirg entirely your wife will, The worry fiend hoids svay supreme in mauy kitchens. He wa bleod relation of the dyspepsia of lixe ilk. Banish thom, bay a “Happy Thought.”
The manvfactur-rs of the “Happy [aougit” are doing yur culinary worry
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They have worried over ant have perfected every detail of Range coastrac sion which though not a! ways appient on the surface, is most imporcant im rewu! te,
Piauned like av. engine, fitted like a watch as durable as th» hills, the “lappy Lhought” is ever im the lead,and there it will ro nain watil perfeztion meée's its mateo
bON’T WORRY
U.e Ba kw * Happy Thoughi!’ Rang: !
For sale by 2 Simon W. Crabbe.
Walker‘: Corner, Stoves and Hardware,
Charlottetown, Oct. 's', 1900.
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We have am extr® quality fleece lined for 6§c. 2 ceuts te $4.00.
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