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He owned a princely chateau and a large estate, and spent money like a prince. At the age of thirty he had enjoyed every hap- pmnes—every pleasure that life holds. Just as he was tiring of it all most pro- a beautiful gypsy girl chanced to cross his path. Her dark, glowing beauty pleased him, and obeying a sud- den impulse, he made her his bride. ‘The flame so quick to light in his capricious heart, as quickly died out; and the fet- ters that bound him to the beautiful gypsy were galling to him, and a thou- sind times he cursed himself for wed- ding her; and always to the face of her who would have given her life-blood for one word, one kindly smilie whom she idolized as a living god. About this time he met a fair-haired maiden, whom, with him, to see was to love, and love with all the mad ardor of his pas- sionate nature. But for the gypsy girl, he told himself, he would be free to woo and win the only woman he could ever love. In speaking of the matter to a besom friend, he was shown a loop- hole in the marriage bond which held him, and he was not long in availing himself of the opportunity of turning the beautiful gypsy giv] from his doors. “‘It was on her eighteenth birthday that the beautiful gypsy girl fled from her husband’s home back to the nomadic life of her people, whom she had for- saken, and all for love of him. **The scene between them was fierce and terrible. He thrust her from the grounds; and maddened to frenzy, she attempted to draw the silver arrow that caught back her long, dark hair, and vury it in his faithless heart. ‘In this she failed; but she left with him a curse more bitter than to Rave been slain by her hand would have been; aud this was her curse: “That if he married the fair-haired maiden to whom his heart had turned, that every daughter of their race should | from him | ' mg qe GeeEes | ee ee. be accursed; and if they married young —as she, the hapless gypsy g-rl, had doné—that their marriage should end in | a broken heart, as hers had. She sank | down on her knees amid the blue-bells | of the open giade, and prayed the great Spirit of her people, W ho had witnessed her dethronement, to make the eigh- teenth birthday of the daughters of his rece—should he marry again—as memor- able in sorrow as hers was on that day. She prayed that they might on thiut day lose hope and reason. Aye, that they SUCCESSFUL MEN MANY OF THEM ARE HANDICAPPED WITH CATARRHAL DISEASES. Dr.A.W.CHASE COMES TO THEIR AID. | him Success in life is almost impossible | for a man with bad breath. Nobody wants to do »usiness with him. No- body wants to associate with him. He is handicapped everywhere. Offen- sive breath comes from catarrh; some- times from caterrh of the stomach, sometimes of the lungs, sometimes of the head, noge, and throat. It is from catarrh somewhere, and catarrh is an- other name for uncleanness, ' my husband; Many men understand this, and make every effort to cure it, but it is be- | yond the reach of ordinary practice. No self-respecting man can ignore catarrh. If he has it in any form he makes constant effort to be rid of it. There is something about the man- ner of life and the climate of Canada ae seems to breed diseases of the membrane. Medicaid ean ordinarily doesn’ t try to cure catarr . “ relieves” it; but Dr, Chase has been curing catarrh fer over thirty years, and his name its blessed by thousands who have shaken off the grasp of this insidious disease. Seld by ail dealers, price 25 cente per box, blower free might go ravihg nfad, as she was g0- ing; and that their white hands on that day be stained with the lifeblood of Lim whom they loved—the man who was found bold enough, despite her Warning, to lead them to the altar. “It was horrible—this curse the wild, untutored child of nature uttered; but it has followed them,’ he said, ‘from generation down, Wach daughter bravy- ed fate by marrying, and on her eigh- teenth birthday, her doom fell upon her. Bereft of reason, a tragedy ensued. ‘Tibey lifted their white hands against him whom, in reason, they had loved best; but they never knew the sad end, for each daughter, in turn, spent her lonely life after that in the old stone louse on the river road that had been set apart for thew use. “*Your mother, Ulidene,’ he continued, ‘was nearly eighteen and married, when she first heard the story, and, to avoid the curse, fled from her husband, tak- you with her. The’ shock of the story killed her husband. Then we heard she came to America. We fol- lowed her, but found trace of her too late, *“*Now, Uldene, you see tutledge Chester’s danger,’ he went ou. ‘If you leve him, fly from him—save him; bet- ter that than slay him, or, knowing your story, have him turn from you in hor- ror, and seek measures to confine you in an insane asylum, “‘If you refuse to fly, I will proclaim your story to the world. Choose. Take your fate in your own hands.’ “IT went,” faltered Uldene, it nearly broke my heart to part “although from bim. ‘Still, 1 must save him from my- self,’ I cried out to my own breaking heart, In my desperation, I cried out that | would enter a convent, and there, hidden from Rutledge and from the eyes of the world, end my miserable days. “He was to accompany me there; but on the journey Heaven interposed, ‘There was a terrible railway accident, and he who accompanied me—aye, the whole world—believed that, then and there, I met my death. A young girl, sittmg in a seat back of me, held my cloak and satehel, supposing I intended getting a cup of tea at a railway sta- tion where the train was to stop. I had conceived this idea while he was in the smoking-car ahead. I had changed my mind about entering the convent. I alighted from the train, it thundered on, and you know the “] read in the papers of my supposed death—how I had been identified by the cloak and satchel, and how, afterward, In} sul sed mutilated had been placed in the family vault by my grief-stricken husband. ‘He believes me I cried, ‘And dead to the must ever be! cust me to live apart frem Heaven knows, and the pitying Two years passed, and, famish- ing glance at his well loved face, I dared go to Washington, where he wos. I was heavily veiled as I passed him by, and looked at him with yvearn- ing, wistful eyes; but he did not know me. He never dreamed the dark-robed figure he had so carelessly passed by knelt on the spot where he had stood, 1nd, with passionate, burning tears, kissed the cold pavement over which he had passed.” rest. remains dead!’ with sob. world a bitter and to him I “What it only angels. for one CHAPTER XNXXIX. ‘*T WOULDN'T MARRY YOU TO SAVE YOUR Laer.” “Matters might have drifted on in this way torever, ‘had not an unexpected ‘vent happened,’ sobbed Uidene, break ing down completely now, “and that was the snuouncement that greeted my eyes ui the paper one day—of my husband's pproaching marriage. Only God knows what I suffered as I held the paper in my hand. The words seemed to stand ut before my dazed eyes in letters of ire. My heart gave one great, awful throb, and I fell to the floor like one dead. It was many a day before I re gained consciousness again, and realized what was transpiring around me. **Was 1 in time to stop the mar riage?’ I asked myself, wildly, for it must be stopped at any cost. I dared not offend God and man by letting the ceremony go on; and then—though sever ed from Rutledge as completely as though I were indeed dead—stil] he was yes, he was mine—mine! “I made my way to Black-Tor Light- House, reaching there one hour in ad- vance of the ceremony. I had barely stepped upon the island ere a man came hestily up the path, and I drew back into the shadow of the trees until he should pass. As the moonlight fell across his face, I saw, to my horror, it was he—the man whom you are hold- ing yonder—he who had wrecked my life by telling me the fatal story of the past—he who claimed to be my uncle and guardian. “Another step was heard, and he drew back motionless, among the trees—se near the spot where I had shrunk back that I could have put out my hand and touched him. As the third person ad- vanced hastily, a terrible imprecation burst from my guardian’s lips. “‘It ig Rutledge Chester,’ he cried fiercely, below his breath, yet loud enough for me to hear. ‘He shall not marry the woman I iove to-night. I—I will kill him first. I owe him another grudge, too. It was he who forced me ‘--m the ranks ef secietx: he it was MAKLUTTELOWN, MARCH if, 1 . Add Ve ths, tA, Fr v. etteeeecee ! wy it v eZ Py . $- Oe eee gee terre ™ ao AR YY he ; LN "4 BS a. | 3a yty = > 2 S FZ \ - a . 1 ~~ a ale — we ik “x4 Ae IN A DECLINE. The wonderful success of this remedy has led to maby attempts at imitation and substitution, but these never cured anyone. Refuse any package that does rot bear the full name “Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People.” ages that look like the engraving on the right, the wrapper printedia redink Sold by all dealers, but if in doubt send to the Dr. Williams Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont , and they will be mailed post paid at 50 cents a box, or six boxes for $2 50. *’5333:3:323333:3:233333333333333332333227 Put up in pack- a SScSStESSeteetSteteSetcteetettecti SEQ, Ladies % Tell Each Other AA of the comfort and security afforded to them by Dr. Wil. liams’ Pink Pills, Headaches and Backaches that come expectedly or unex: pectedly are charmed away, and the rich, red blood made by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People shows itself in the rosy cheeks and clear, bright eyes of those who use them. These pills are not a purgative; they give strength instead of taking it away. They act directly on the blood and nerves ; invigorate the body ; regulate the functions and restore health and strength to the exhausted woman when every effort of the physician proves unavailing. ious for the healthy development of their growing girls should insist upon their taking Dr, Williams’ Pink Pills, Mothers anx- Mrs. W. Goodwin, Argyle Sound, N.S., says :—" After the birth of my first child I was in poor health and unable to recover my strength. I had a severe pain in my left side and lung, which alinost! made it impossible for me to breathe, I had a bad cough day and night, and was troubled with night sweats, and on awakening found myself very weak. My complexion was sallow, and my appetite entirely gone. All my friends believed me in a decline. Our family physician attended me for a long time but} I got no better, Then a friend advised me to try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. Acting on this advice I bought a supply, and continued their use for a couple of months, when my health was fully restored. I am sincere in saying that I believe Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills saved my life.” ® WILLIAMS INK ILLS ann ALE who found me out aiid hunted me devwn, discovering that I was a smuggler, a robber, and all that was infamous to his virtuous eyes; and he even traced to me the duel that took place at midnight in the graveyard, back of the old church in the suburbs. Bui he little knows that there and then I first met sweet Verlie Sefton, and held her captive in our rendezvous until she escaped. IL would never have harmed one hair of her golden head, I loved her teo well, even though she ebhorred me. I paid buck the old debt I owed Rutledge Chester im parting his first bride from him, but it has recoiled on me . He is about to marry the woman I #eve; but I say he shall die first—here and now. “I tried to ery out, but the sound died on my The tall form drew nearer I, who Rutledge so well, saw that it wus not he; yet the young man 4p proaching was fatally like him. In a moment he was abreast of the trees; then the would-be assassin sprang from the shadows. I heard a ery, I saw the fiash of a eruel weapon, and enly the mercy of Heaven prevented it from be- lipys. knew ing buried in the young man’s breast. In the excitement following the wound- ed man’s startled cry, the man yonder escaped. I saw Captain Lansing come hurriedly up the path, stumble ever the prostrate form in surprise, they came upon him, it seems. “In the confusion I made my way to Verlie, whom I found alone in her bridal She thought me a ghost ad first, riven from the dead. I told her ali, and she knew, poor girl, that her marriage with Rutledge could never be—he had a living wife. She could see, tog that I must never reveal myself to Butledge, robes, but go quietly away again. “Verlie fainted, and I, with hitter tears. silently as a shadow,. glided ewift- THE DOCTOR’S CONSOLATION. Told Mr. Hil! he Was a Dying Man, But South American Nervine Cured When Hope was Abandoned. Mr. W.J. Sill, a well-known man inp Bracebridge, Oot., suffered for yeare from liver trouble, dyspepeia and nerycoue weakness He enid he tried nearly every remedy in the market which claimed to meet his claim without succesr. He was told by a physician that he wasa dying man. He begantaking South Ameri can Nervine, and foubd simust immediate benefit from ite use. He continued using it, and to-day says he would stake his lite on this great remedy asa cure for all like sufferers to bimeelf. For sale by } Dr. 8. W. Dodd and Geo KE Hughes. and there | od ty aWay. That is why poor Vertie has been tossing in the ravings of a brain fever ever since that night. Heaven soften the sorrew that will be hers with the return of memory. I would have gone down te the grave without reveal- ing myself if # had met been the | petiful crime fastened upon the innocent prisomer here, and from which I, an eye- witmess, alone cam save him from the ee sentence of a term of imprison ment for lomg years. | “J have told my stery—saved from in ; for feney an honorable name. I have done ‘my duty. This is the fatal day—my ‘ighteenth birthday—ard here and nov tder me die. My ewn confession hes j seated my fate, but I implore you net ite incarcerate me in am asylam. I am ; weak. I feel that J am dying—dying. ; “J have Verlie, love,” she sobbed, forgive mux : forgive—I The words trailed off rer white lips, and, for the first t me, See turmed her eyes, in affright, toward } he 7” handsome young husband. 1 Should she find borror and dismay Shis face. or gloomy sorrow because had parted him from his love? “Rutledge,” she murmured, out her white arms Pat ere he could reach her side she hag fallen back im a.deep, death-like at the judge's feet. Of course, the greatest reigned, and the stranger himself in the prisoner’s box, in the place of noble Captain Lansing, who had been honorably discharged. “Il am now in the hands of the law. where you have always wished tc be- hold me,” cried the stranger, turning fiercely, yet with a mocking smile, to Rutledge Chester; “but I have cheated you, after ail, from wedding the woman I love. I wish you joy with your maniac bride, for such she will surdy be when she recovers from this shoek and returns to consciousness.” Loud cries and hisses from the crowd greeted this remark, and the judge, fear ing personal violence to the prisoner, had him conveyed immediately to an in- ner room, and the throng was sum- marily dispersed. Uldene was carried te a coach, Rutledge gave the order: “To the nearest hotel.” “Poor Uldene! Poor, hanteos Videne”™ ee “Sunlight” Factory In Fngiend ee out every ten weeks,more soe p, than is used ip the whole ot Conete ina year. Sunlight Soap is largely in ail countries ¢f the world, and the demand for it is more than three times as large as for any parted you from “but lLoryne- you will you—so.”’ heavily from on holding j swoon excitement soon found and —=——sT she. — he warble-whiite while tears, me nhood, well you In that great must more beautifa, his bosom, murmufed, laymg the face against that were no shame to his down his face. “How loved me!” . his heart fought a battle with right and wrong. He put Verlie out ef his life forever aad turn his every thought to poor He was only human, deat stole have moment Uldene. reader, and if he shed a few litter tears over his vanished hope of winning his lost love for his bride, we must fée- member “to err is but humana.” Let it be said of him, he struggled manfully to put all thucghts of Verlie’s fair face from him, and to learn to face the world vithout er, and remember ouly Uldene, is } ne wife who had been restored to dim from the ry grzve, seemed. An old physiGan was soon attend ance upon Uldene. it was the same eld physician, older amd grayer now, who had held Uldene in his arms when she was a little babe, and who had predicted such a strange, uncommon life for the child “as he euzed at the wee, } k palm lying like a crumpled rose-leaf within hig own (Th te Cars == DEATA’S CLISE NEIGHBOR For Twenty Yesrs Mrs. Roadhouse Wae@ Subject of Dread Heart Disease—Dr, Agnew’s (ur- for tbe Heart Gave Her Relief in Less Thao a Halfan Hour. Mrs. Roadhoure, of W illiecroft, Ont., in 54 y°ars old For more than 20 yeers ehe had been a grest enff-r from heart dig- ease; the pain and palpitation at times lasting for five hours, and eo acute that often she wished for death that she might find relief from ber eufferinge, but she wae attracted to |r. Agnew’s Cure for the ; Heart through reading ot the wonderfa] cures wrought by it. 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