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MonMMi" I will E'.arantet that my Kidney Curt will cure 00 pr ctnt. Of til forms of kidney oomplelct end la many Instances the most eerlcus funcs of Bripiit t .lisense. If tLs disease la com plicated nciid a rour ounce lsl of "jrfne. VTc v!n enalyre It and cj-..s you fre what to do. sirMus. a lal 3' Mc t- Heilta !: AirL I? . II tl. i r .t 11 crczriitt. 23c. ai.l muHcal mlrlcr fru sh-v-k (Copyright, ISM. L-y t!ie Author. CHAPTER IX. Tim iNTi.i:i-Ki:Ti:it. To Mary's surpri-e the table was only laid for two peison-. It wui essentially ;i man's: talile; it wn -mall and was spread with a nice clean cloth and ser viettes; it dominant note was a crnet stand. "Take that eat,:' said Alan Stacey, with a gcstnie to a chair. "It will lie :t simple lunch. I warn yon. If I eat a big jneal now, lam no good for the re4t i of the day. Some people like a regnlar ' dinner at midday. I lielieve it mean apoplexy if yon "only eat enough and j sleep soon enough afterward: What , iiave yon today, John!" ; "An omelet, Mr," said John, "and cold beef and salad." . ! A luncheon for a king, if the nine- I let and salad are propel ly made. Don't , yon think so. Mr.-. Conway V said Alan Stacey. "I do." said Mary, wondering whether she ought to be hone-t and say' that a di-lt of s-crambled egg's was the nearest apiro,tch to an omelet that alie had ever tasted in her life "I'liave a little Frenchwoman who make both topeifection," he went jm. "Some people like to make a salad at table. I don't I know several deligbt fnl hon-ed where it i- the task of the yonug ladies to tire.1- the salad, and they do it with a diffidence which re sults in lnathline--!. Tell Maltide that this omelet is eieellcnt, John." "Very good, ;dr." Mary ate 1ier portion and allowed herself to be persuaded into taking a little more, lint he refn-ed wine and peisisted in taking only water. "I must keeji my head clear. " she said firmly. "I want to do your work and myself justice this afternoon." Alan Stacey tried hard to overrule her. because, as he said, thev ought to nave a wiiu ceieurauon 01 ineir nr-t , day's work and their fir-t meal togeth- , er. It is trne that he liked and respect- ed her the better that she held firmly to i her point. "When the book is fini-hed, Mr. Stacey," she said, "if you then think my work worth celebrating, I will do & Ami tin nlivetn t biinjin,ll l hm-'l noih. it witli pleasure. As yet ou don't know win tlnr I have not made the mo-t fearful lia-h of your w'ork or who'.hrr 1 may no turn out to be ten times more aggravating than either Mi-s Blank or the good- gentleman who tlid not mind waiting." "I don't think so," he said in a tone cf conviction. His in-tinct proved to be correct, as the instinct of r. man who has given his life up to the stndx of character u-nal-ly is. After a delightful luxurious half hour of chat Mary went back to the fctndy and began to work, and by o o'clock had finished her tian-eription of the morning's woik. Alan iStacy, who was a- keenly iuteie-ted in the le-ult of the experiment as --lie wa-. came in tlom the gaideli and lead over the fair typewritten page-.. He did not speak till he had read io the end. "Mis. Conway." he -,iid then, "von are a perfect treasilie. Can you keep it np" "HowV" "Yon have taken me down literally, word for word, point for point. Yon have caught the exact spirit of my inea. Mrs. Conway, if jon can keep it np we shall get on splendidh." She had fin-hed up scarlet in her ex citement and su-pen-e,and Alan Htacey, looking at her, said to hiiuir that A Young Girl's Experience. My daughter's nerves Mere terribly out oi miler. Mio wastliiiiundwcak; tlieliistnole Htni tied Iter, mid she na wakeful nt ni'jlil. Hfores'ic hud taken one tMckugetir ''elery ICIns tlie clmnge In her was so cre:it tlmt she tsmlil li.irdly Iietnken rortliowiiiieplrl. She israplillv grow Ins m ell nnd rtrong, tier rain plexio'i Is perfect, iiud she sleep well v cry nlcht. Mrs. I.iiryMcNutt, Brush Valley, I'ju Celery Klncfortlie Nerve", sjtomncli, l.ivcr and KldnevBissoldln2)C. and 3k: pnekasts li-dniKCl-ts and dealers. ; " fssapjjjsapT' vwyft j f g ' a C HAMILTON'S A ROA&NCE. A S6)J -John v&J? - WINTER. J -. - -?fe-s'-o surely hi. -tar had Iweii in the ascendant when such a ilaiiitx creature had -inl-denly fallen fr..m the -kit-, in lien of the bulldog featnit- and stating goggle i e- of the patient individual who had Imt jn-t Mt him. "I am so glad, ' she -Jicl with her pretty, .-hy air. '- proud to be able to help you. I ll tiy haid never to be any thing but yonr interpreter." He laughed aloud and held ont hi hand. "That's a guiil name for you, Mr-. CVuway,' he -aid. "1 can nevtr say niy typi-t dor- thi-' or 'niy-tenog raplier dot- that.' You"renor my sec retary and it would sound pretentions to call Jon -o. But 'interpreter' that's a -plendid name for you. I -hall always ell j on by it." And -o he did. She went that very evening and looked at variuii- rooms ill the neighborhood, fixing on -ome ill H quaint out of the world nook which they call l'ar-on'.- Cirt-eii. I don't mean all that intricate bewilderment of small, featuteles. mean little streets which lie between Fnlhnni palace and the cemetery, but a corner on the other -hie of the railway line, a corner which then wa- still rejoicing in tall old trees and t-prfc,iiili wide flouted hoii-es -uch a kept an air or dignity aliont them which came a- a surpri-e to the stranger wandering thningh tlie neighboihood. And then btgnji a long -pell of hard work, yet work that wa- inten-ely en jovable in character. It is almost im- ! po. ible adequately to describe the effect which tin- way of eaining her living had njioii Mary Conway. She was .-till quite young, little more than a girl, and during all her eaily years, romance and the joy of life had never had any chance f growing and flourish ing within her. Theie i- nothing of romance about the life of nboatd -chool mi-tre , mole especially when under the continual in fluence of a mother who nexer forgot her gentility or that her daughter was the child ot a gentleman. The board school mi-tiess who can love and be loved again by a onng man whose spheie is the same as hei own, a yonng man who-e aims and ambitions are on a level with her own, can revel in ro mance a entirely at the hero of a novel or the lord of the manor. A young girl may spend her life in the .stuffy class room of the state schools and yet invest her lover with all the(tender and idyllic romance of -a knight of old, bnt if hho is cnt off "y c!a-s giade from inter-conr-e with those men among whom she is thrown by circumstances all the romance which may be in her heurt is of necessity bottled np fo: of an outlet. cheer want Mary Conway, frail and delicate of being it fhe was, gentlewoman to her finger tips, a girl in whom all the signs of good breeding weie present to a very maiked degree, was of a natnre in which romance was indigenous, and un til the time when she became associated in woik with Alan Stacey, the novelist, no' soit of outlet had afforded itself, and all the natural love in her heart had lweu pent np until it wa- filled i nigh to bursting and was ready to over flow at the first kind wold from a sym pathetic sonl, at the first touch of a kind hand, at tiie lust glance ot a pair of magnetic eye-. iu Alan Stacev. Marv found not an employer, but an idol. From the first day she worshiped him. I know that it I is not a commonly accepted idea that a woman should love a man at first sight. In a -en-e she did not do so. and yet she idolized him. The possibility -that one day she might be something more to Alan Stacey than his interpreter never for a moment entered her head. Bnt she loved him with a dim, fareff, almo-t a religion-,, feeling. He was so brilliantly clever lxith in his work for whele weie snch vivid, brilliant, haunt ing human luniks to be found as those which liore hi- name? and in hinibelf. There were time.- when he worked at fever heat untiringly, restle ly, almost pa'-siouately; times, when the tit was on him, when he almo-t woie her out call ing on her to come eaily aud to stay late; times when they -Hatched their meal- and when she went home to her bed dog tired and biain vfeary. Yet always with the same charm and sweetness of way: "Mr-. Conway, I must jfet on with this while the idea is ' alive in lae You'll help me through j it, wou t your or ".Need you go? I Know it s time, nut .-ltmot we taKe a little holiday when it's done? Surely , it .- best to make hay while the sun i 1 shines." At -uch times Mary Conway would willingly lather have died than have j failed hiui. At otheis ho would laze through the days, letting his work slip I into brilliant, ea-y go ip, telling her , his idea-, his hopes, his aspirations i making her look over his great collec tion of stamps, help to ariangeJiis an togiaphs, disciis-ing furniture or the ue.t smait little tea party that he meant to give, and aniiareutlv whollv i uncon-cious that she took any more intere-t in him than the man who waited had done. "What wa- your father:" ho asked her suddenly between the, pauses of his woik one day when (. hri-tmas was drawing near. "A clergyman. He was curate of Elphinstowe," slm replied. "All. jou weie oung when he died t" "Yes, unite a child." "Aud your mother?" j "She died alter I was married." j "I'ste. Foigive me for a-king. But weie you long married 7 Well, of course i you couldn't have been, you aie still so I j young. Unt did you lo-e 1 "I lo-t my husband only a few j months after our marriage, " Mary -aid, ri-ing suddenly, trom her place at the little table where -he winked and going to the fire, wheie -he -tood nervon-ly 1 holding her hand ont to the warmth and keeping her face half turned away trom ' him. ''He was he wii- I menu was he was he" "He waa a -ailor. captain of one of the lied River line ot -teaimr.-." said Mary almost curtly. "He wa-drowned " Theie was a moment's silence. "It must lne been a great -hock to yon. ' , he -aid at last. He wa- Im-ily occupied wun a paper Kinie anil a .-lip ot note paper and sjiokein a -tndion-ly indilTei ent tone its if they weiedi-cu ing -nine question absolutely impersonal to both of them. "It killed my mother," said Mary, still warming her hands. "And you?" He rapped out tlieijrce tion iu a .strange, lireathle-j ta-himi Mary li oked a-ide at him. "Y hy do you usk me this, Mr. Stacuvr" s' afKeil tirnsquely. "I was beginning to bo happy, to forget all the limtid pa-t. I'll tell you, and then never. I entieat yon, speak of it again. I told myself I because uiy mother was ill and because she yearned to le well off. I was honest with him, and he professed so lunch. I told him I did not love him, and he took me. Onr marriage was a failure, a mo-t dismal failure. I was wretched. I hated and despised him. He was bit ter and mean aud vindictive toward me. My poor little mother was the only one who got any sort of satisfaction out of the bargain, and she did not have it.long. poor sonl, for the news of the lo-s of the Arikhaum killed her, and it wa- -as well, for he left every penny ' away friin me. As fcr me, I won't pre-1 tend to be better than I am. I won't sham. I'll tell yon the trnth. I thanked, Mod when 1 found that" he gone. "T Inrt my hui-liml only u few )iofi mU r ittr iimrriwji ." Yes, I did, fcr I would have pnt myself in the liver before I would have lived1 with him awiin." "He wa- older than yoni" "Many yeais. He is dead, and they say we shonld never speak ill of the dpad. I can't help it. He wns a brnte. Only n few week.- after we were mar ried he strnck me. Oil! AVliy did you a-k me thee ques-tiuns? I had almost forgotten, at least 1 did not always think of it a- I did at first. Why did you ask me!" With two strides Alan Stacey was by her side. "My dear, my dear, shall I tell yon why 1 a-ked you?" he cried. "Becan-elhad a vital inteie-t in want ing to know. I've always had a -ort of feeling that -you belonged to that dead hn-band of youi-; that he stood he- i tween us, keeping us moie widely apart than if all the woild stood between us. Can't you understand that I wanted to know that I oh. Mary, child don't yon nuder-tand that I love yon and I cannot live without yoni" CHAPTER X. A -N'EW AltRAN'UKMKXT. When Alan Stacey had once broken the ice siifiieiehtly to have told his love to Marv Cunwav, he did not, by any means, let the grass grow nnder his feet. Mary drew back a little, partly because the pleasure of being betrothed to" tim man of her heart, the man of her brightest and mo-t feivent admiration, was very great. It was natural enough. Her fir-t engagement had been a dry as dust businc-s, an arrangement which was altogether in the light of a bar- i r... '.. ...i ii..,. u.,.....- ...ri.. ... ir'iiii t iiii-u ivjv mi ii - l ii mrirouii i and unspoken bargain of trust and affection, mingled with the re-pect and ' trltiTiriitimi wlileli flu. ,1114. li.irl fiv tlm 1 other. There was no ijue-tion between them as to whether he would give her a dre-s allowance or a- to what house keeping money she would have to spend ; ' there was no onestion as to whether she would lis able to do her duty by i him. Xo; they loved each other, and that was enough for both. ' "I3nt," he urged, "there is no reason ' why we shonld wait. We have nothing ' To wait for. You have no relative-, and mine do not inteifeie with me. As to your vague and indefinite -ngge-tion a lion t clothe' well, I don't know much about ladies,' dies-es, but it seem to 1 me that yon can get a couple of new j trocks in a week and that when we ! come home again von can bnv as manv firmeuts as jou find you will want. Don t. when wr have Imth been lonely and wietehed apart -don't let onr hap- nr naii-i pine- wait for anything -o paltry as ricthe-. Jici u-be mameil at ome. t "I'nl it stems so soon." said Maiy. Xot at all. We cannot po ibly pull it oil under a fortnight, and up know each otliT so well Then- is nuthing like woi king together ior getting to know sonieboih." "ijnt the story V" she uiged. "We 1 inn-t iini-h the story." Alan Stacey looked grave for the fiist time. "Ye-, 1 had forgotten the stow. Little woman, what a bn-diie-s head "" have: i pionn-eil it lor the end of ! month, didn't I?" "Yes, yon did." "Ves, I -liould like to fini-h thestory, bnt peihap-," cheerfully, "if we were to pn.-li cm, we might be able to manage it." Theie is atill half of it to do.'" "Ami 1 shall wait you. I can't let yon -pen 1 all your days at thj old type writer now. I wonder if I could work with anybody el-e?" ' "You are not going to try." said Maiy, speaking in decided tones for the first time. "Is there no way in which one could ease von a little':" I "Oh, yes! Let me have a good typi-t in the afternoon, and I can dictate the work off very much moie quickly than ' lean do it myself. Bnt I don't see why I can't work just as u-nal. What differ- 1 ence is there T The fact that I know yon loe me need not tnru me lazy all at once." "Xo; nothing conld do that! But I shall want you more with me. Yon for- ' get that tip to now I have done my uioining's woik and have been hee for the re of the day, and Jou, pour little soul, have sat hue fagging your heart ont.-a's I don't mean to let yon' do when we are married. Of cour-e I would rath er woik with you. becau-e jou are you, and jou know in v thoughts almost as 1 thev-coiue. You iuteiput me to perfec tion. But at the -ame time I shall want more of jour societj-than I have had fn the past." "I see no wiry," -aid Maij-, "except ing, as I sugge-ted, a typist who will work at mj- dictation " Eventually she gavo way and con sented to be fiiiirried as soon as tho pioper arrangements could be made. It was all -o different from her last mar riage. Then, eveiything had been ar ranged for her; now, every thing was i llcoc 55- h1 Porous Do You Use Plasters? You want the best, and cures. ""Which Why? Try it,. smell it, compare its line aromatic odor with the smell of all other plasters. They all smell alike, a nast sweetish odor because they are made of cheap materials. "We guarantee Allcock1s Porous Plasters to be made of the high est priced and purest of drugs. Don't be buncoed. Got the best Allcock's. arianged so as to fall in with her slight- est wish. Her fir-t hn-b,iiid had had very little to offer her, when pnt in compari-on with Alan Stacey. Captain Conway hail been elderly, rough, plain and only comparatively well off. He had demanded imiio-sihlis things, and wh-ii he di-ioM'led that his desires were impii" lblecf gratification his love for the gill whom he had sworn to pro tect and cheii-h had been curiously in termingled with an ab-olntc hatred. Hi- wa- the kind of natnui which to begin v. ith say-. I will teach you to leve me," and afterwaid, "If I cannot leach 3-ou to love-me. I will kill yon!" His was the rind or natnre wlncli says If I cannot beuil, I will bleak;" the nature winch looks at every situation of life fivm its own standpoint and judges all the world entirely by its own doings. It is always this kind of na ture which i- inherently dominant and e-sentially domineeiiiig. And how dif ferent was Alan Stacey! He. gifted, in tellectual and biilliant, was content to. lay everything at the feet of the woman he loved all the fame he had won, the position lie had made, the wealth he had amas-cd. Hi- desire was not to he his wife's master, but her knight; not to feci that he was confeiring honor and status upon her. but to assume al ways that in giving hei-elf to him she was laying him under an everlasting and delightfnl obligation. It was bat natural that Mary was not only filled with love but with a boundless and unbounded admiration. 'I nu w-tic rid limit sir ulin.u fuat clia This was the man it whose feet she to sit for the rest of her life, not daring to lift her eves higher than his knees. This was 1 uer juiik among men, guieiianu oiesseu , with the right royal inheritance of genius. This man who a-ked so little, who gave so much, was not one who . had power only over a handful of men. 2io, the name with which lie was en dowed was one which was known and known appiovingly throughout .the world; known wHeiever the Engli-h Ijngnage was spoken; nay, more than known, for it was loved. 1 do not wish to portray the charac ter of Alan Stacey as that of a perfect being. Indetd I inn-t own, what Mary i had found out very early in her knowl j edge nt him, that his be-etting sin was i idleness, which i- the besetting sin of I mo-t spinners of stoiies. He was beset, j too. with idleness of two kinds, the ' genuine and ordinary sort and the idle- ne which atllirt- the brain worker. It . , , ,. ,. , , . . . ": - """"'" ""...- illllil-'liiliu.l ill .III. Vlirrtfc nllJIMS IS alwajs subject to what it tinallj calls "idleness"- in other words, to brain fag. Toniymind the mo-t pathetic rec ord that we have of George Eliot is whcie she c onvcys in a letter toa friend that she has no natural de-ire for work and has to flog her brain uiiitinnnlly so that she maj gel her promi-ed task completed in time. She, too. speaks of it as idlene-s. And with that same kind of idlene-s Alan Stacey was continnallv aniicted, as he was with a real love of doing nothing. In times gone by he had many a day bat down to work in the morning, say ing: "Xow, Mis. Conway, I have got to work todaj-; I have got to work hard. Now, j"ou keep me up to it." And no sooner had Man- inscribed half a dozen Hues 'in her no'ibook than he wonld get up and sa ' Bj Joe theie's another robin building its ne-t iu that holly bu-h !" ors.-nne such lemark, which was int.'ie-tiug enough in itself, lint which did not help upon its wft.v the ,-torj- then in hand. And often and often Mary had had all her woik cut out to keep him chained to his ta-fc. and alter they had come to an understanding with one an other it seemed to tier a- it lie never meant to worl: again, as if he could not keep his mind otr their plan- for the fntnie, and as if any and i:eij" snbject wa- inure intere-ting to him than the ecvscsjcsjsssae-sssrssicvjrsjn 2 Does Coffee Agree with You? If not.driuk irmi-0 mndo fmm pmo grain. A l.idy writis: "Tho lirst time I luatlu (iMiiu-O-I did not liko it but atttr uiug it for one week nothing would indiii nio to I I go l).uk to eolKe. ' Jt nourishes 2 and feeds the msIciii. 'J !io iliil'iren e.iu drink it fieeh- Willi giitit lienc- m lit. It is the Mrvnglheuiiig .sub- m sUmee of puro giains. (let idpnck. !'- to-dav flow vi.ur irro-.r follow U the direetioimn ni.iKing it mid j-ou will h.io a delii-i hi-, --ml luultMui t.dilo bevir.igi) lor old .md joiiug J fc. and -5c. ! nht l h.it itnre.mii r;;iu-i luiillKMX-O Actqil no imititloii. ejroz-sjevvssvj)t-sv2cssJCNS(S' VL&m: the one that relievos is it 1 Allcoek'j , fascinating romance upon which they were then at work, "Yes, we will go to Monte Carlo." she said at last one day, "Lnt we will j not go to Monte Carlo, or to Paris or ' to church, or anywheie else nn til yon have fini-hed this story. Cbme, now I am waiting to hear what yon are going to do with Evangeline now." "I think I shall chuck it up," wai his reply. , ' To that I resolutely decline "Xo, no. to be a party. I am not coming into your life to ruin 'von. Yon have to fin isli that story .l-'fore we van dream of being married Come, pull yonr-elf to gether. Think! Evangeline is standing iat the top of the staircase wondering what is going to happen next. " Well, in due course the story was finished, and when the Inst words had been taken down he asked her eagerly what she thought of it. "Give me yonr candid opinion,' Iie said. i "I think," said Mary, "that it is iiy j far the greate-t book that yon have ever done." ' I And then they were married,. going I quietly to church one morning, attend j id onlj' by a great friend of Alan i Stacey's and the girl through whom indiiectly the mairiage laid come about the girl who had first given Marj'th" idea of taking up t.vpewriting as a seii I ons profc 'ion. Then they went back to the Sycamores and had a dainty little I lnllch ,'t wllich thpy'iiimle'inliiatTin e(J,le, drank K,ch othel..s hcM I ... . c iilth tuid were us nierrv as if the p.irtj- had been one and fortj- instead of but fonr persons. Then at the hist moment, jn-t before the-rn-e from the table, the best man thought of toiiictbing. "Mj- dear chap, "said he to the bride groom, "there is one thing about which you have given me no instruction-. What about the announcements to the papei-?" "Need it be announced t" asked Mary. "My dear Mr--. Stacey," replied tho be-t man, "it is ab-olntrly essential. ( Bohemian as Stacey is- -has always I been he is yet at the same time a per sona grata in societj", and unless yonr I marriage isannoiinc.d formallj-and im mediately I am atiaid that it will not be so pleasant for yon when yon come home again. Here, give mo a bit of pa per, Stacey. Tell me how jon wi-h the announcement ti be winded, and I will see that it is in all tomorrow's papers." Alan Stacey got np and fetched a sheet of paper and a pen and ink from the writing table in tho window. "Give it to me." said .Mary. "This is mj- idea what to sa.v. " She took the sheet of paper from his hand and wrote cleailyand (irmly: "Oi: the 10th. at l tho parish church. Fulhani, by the Rev 1'. 1). Johiisou-Uiowii, Alan Staecj-, onlj- son of the late Colonel John Stacey, Bengal staff corps, to Maij Conway, daughter of the late Rev. George Hamilton. '' She handed the paper across the table to her husband, and he, knowing her well, lealb.ed in-tantly that her horror and- detestation of her first marriage had remained with her to such tin ex tent that she wonld not, even in the formal announcement, identify herself with the man who had commanded the Arikhama, the man who had bought her with a price, the man who had given her the only blow that she had ever received in the whole course of her life. CHAPTER XI. OX TMK TOP Ol' 1I1K TIDE. One of the rules of Alan Stacey's life was that-wheii ho took a holiday it shonld be a real holiday. He was not one of those persons who combine busi ness with pleasure and make themselves an annoyniico to their friends by keep ing the lxigy of work ever present .with them. SirtfSfSr A Wroiig lotion: i It is a mistake tosjjppo3ethat ' baby must T i come with great pain and suffering. An i expectant m mother need ' only use the i wonderful lini ment called MOTHER'S FRIEHD to escape the i dread, danger, pain, distress K ' and nervousness. Druggists Sell this i liniment for .$ 1 a bottle, wives are in vited to fend for our Jrce illustrated boon, i It will tell them thincs they ought to know. THE ERADHEU) REGULATOR CO., AtluU, GtK j They left London immediately after the wedding, going by slow and easy stages to Italy, and for three long, de ! licions months they reveled in Insu rious happiness. Alan Stacey made traveling so eay. He was content to I travel for pleasure ; he detested people who made it a business. "No, my dear sir," he said oue day I to an enthusiastic American who was i badgering him to go nnd.see an Etrus- ' can tomb, "I have not gone, and I do not mean to go." "But, my dear sir, it is your duty to ' go; you ought to go; yon ought to ini- j prove your mind ; yon ought to see all that there is to be been. This is a won- 57ic tool; the thect of jxiptT fiom his I imJ icrote clearly mid firmly. dertul specimen, a real old Etruscan tomb. Yon may never have another op- I portunity of seeing one so perfect and interesting." "I don't care, ""said Alan Stacey dog- gedly. "I came here to enjoy myself ' with my wife. My wife doesn't care ' about tomb-, and I don't- care about tombs. All this Etruscan tombs in the world will not be the smallest nso to me. They do not intere-t me. and they ' do not please me, and I refuse to be badgered into meditations which only 1 irritate and annoy me. Do you go and look at "the tomb and stay there. I shall not complain. I shall never gnimblo at your choice of a habitation." "Pour thing! He means well," said , Marv when the energetic sightseer had departed. I dare say he doe-," cUan replied, with a langh, "bnt I wish he d go and mean well somewhere el-e. Let ns move on. Yon said j-esterdaj- that yon would like to go to Bella Yillin. Let ns go to Bella Villia and lose him." Thej- worked their way home from Italy at last, returning by way of the Riviera, and the middle of May saw I Mrs. Alan Stacey settled in the beanti- i fnl old house at Fulhani, with what was practically the world at her feet." How happy she was! She had been i used to think that, no matter what fate awaited her in the fnture, the horror, i the sickening dread, the terror, the re I pnguance, the shuddering misery, of the ' past wonld always be with her. But it was not so. Time, the wonderful phy i sician. taught her to forget, and bj- the 1 time she, found herself in-tailed in the I Fulhani hone she might. s0 tar as her I feelings went, have been Mrs. Alan I Stacej- for ten years instead of little J more than as many weeks. I On tho very first morning after their j ai rival home she sent for thehousekeep ."ho" had been left in charge of the Tiiiorcs at the time of their mar- "I sent for J'on," said Mrs. Stacey gentlj-, "because it is better that 'tfo should begn with a clear understand ing of hov-"c mean to go on. Yon will quite nndeif land that as I shall con tinue to hel;. Mr. Stacey with his work I shall have no time for housekeep ing. You understand Mr. Stacey's ways, his likes and di-likes. He has been admirably satisfied with "j on in the past, and I wonld like you to know now that I desire to make no change. Ur HffluBjs ; SkfeSi. V S k 'tis '4jtl'jnSl?sWi , Krf fir 'IB- So long as j-ou continue to satisfy yoni i year a year of wholly unalloyed hap master yon will satisfy me. Yon will piness Alan Stacey wonld as soon have please continue exactly as yon have done heretofore yonr accounts, jour menus, everything just as before. c- casionally I may make a -nggej-tioii to j you if theio is tome dish that I should lileo to have, or if we are having visit ors I may ike to make some little al terations iu the menu, but as a general rnle I do not wish to be troubled with any housekeeping arrangements." Tins housekeeper, who was a Freneh- woman and thoroughly knew the value j of a good place, thanked her mistress and assuied her cf -her iidelity and de votion. Then Mary rang tho bell, and when .Tohn came in answer to the summons she told him to shut the dcor; that she wished to speak to him. "John," she said, "I have just been tnlking to Mme. Boniface and telling her that I wish your master's marriage to make no difference in the domestic arrangements. Yon have satisfied him for many years, and I hope j'on will continue to satisfj- him for mtiuy j-ears longer. I may have to give j-on a few order--, bnt on the whole I wish yon to continue precisely as j'on have always dene." "Yon wonld liko to have the key of the cellar, ma am! said John politely. He had no more intention of giving up the key of the cellar than he had of giving np the nse of his senses, but to make the offer was the highest compli ment he conld paj- to hii new mistress. Mtiry laughed outright. "Xo, John, ' she said; "I do not think the key of tho cellar wonld be of very much use to me. I am frightened of cellars, to tell j-ou Jhe truth, and I shouldn't know one bottle of wine from another. No, John ; yon understand Mr. Stacey's ways, and yon will please just do for him as j-on have been accustomed to do. I don't think that his marriage onr marriage will make him more dirlicnlt to please. I hope quite the cuutrarj. But, thank you, John, for offering me the key of the cellar.. I am snre it is a very great compliment, nnd I appreciate it highlj-." And then she smilinglj- dismissed him, and John went nwaj- feeling that. after all, his master had done the very best possible thing for himself. Then she and Alan settled down to real haul grinding work. He declared many times that never in the whole coui'se of his e.xistenco had he been kept to work so liithlessly and so per sistently ns by his new task mistress. "Bj- Jove, if I had thought that yon were going to goad mo on liko this, I should havo thought twice before I asked j'on to coinn hern for good uni all." Til g I zM-VdlMi:;! Hlgjj Good Spirits Revived. 7 A girl or woman, suffering with the disease! which afflict her sex is pretty sure to have the blues. She will be dull, list less and easily irrigated a burden to herself and those around her. Sometimes she will sit or lie for hours, staring into va- cancy, utterly unable to see anything but despair ahead. This sad condition is easily corrected, although many women refuse to think so. They wrongly suppose their troubles are incurable because their sufferings are so great. To these women Wine of Cardui will prove a real bless- ing. It will restore the dis tinctly feminine organs to health and strength. It will crush out the blues and re vive the spirits. Its good effects are widespread. No matter what be a woman's ailment, if menstruation is in any way af fected, Wine of Cardui b the proper, natural remedy. Druggists Sell Large 'Bottles fur SI.OO. "Oh, no, j-on wouldn't!" said Mary. "It is very good for j-oit, and yon know yon are perfectly happy, so don't pre tend anything else." And it wa true enough. She cer tainly managed him and his work ad mirablj', for bj- keeping him np to the mark for certain hours she was able to he free herself at a fixed time every day. And there was never an idle minute for either of them, for, as I said awhile" ago, Alan Stacey had always been a persona grata in societj", and his many "friends all seemed bnt too anxious to receive his wife with open arms. It was a brilliant life. All that was best and brightest in the great world of art flocked to Alan Stacey's house now that it boasted of so charming a mis tress. Mrs. Alan Stacey went every wheie and was noted wherever bhe went. Almost every day, in the col umns, devoted to the doings of well known people, theicwas mention of the brilliant novelist and his wife. Her dress, her receptions, her tastes, were continually chronicled, and for his sake for Marj- was singularly far-eeiug in everything that crncerned her husband she put herself to immense pains in order that she shonld always create as favorable an impression as possible. She was essentiallj" the very wife for such a man. She never attempted in any way to shine him down. Rather, on the con-trarj-, did she draw him ont and show him at his best, tihe ruled his house hold with a diguitj- and simplicity that went to make her a favorite with all classes of his friends. Her great hold over him Ijj- in the fact that, although she was possesMMl of no artistic gift he' self, she was never dnll, wa- not in the least degree narrow in mind or judg ment, that she was. po-ses-ed of tU5f " scrupulous politene-'s.whieh demands a- ' well as gives attention. At the end of a thought of striking his wife as of omit ting to pay her any of those small at-t tentions which are as oil to the wheel of the matrimonial chariot. Itwaswon- derfnl that it was so, because he had be- . . ,, - , Tr . . stowed everything npou her. He had changed her life from one of toil, of .comparative penury, of dullness, of loneliness, to a brilliant existence, the light of which Mic had never known, and which, had she known, she would never have dared to think ccnld pos.sjbJy one daj' bo hers. And as their happiness grew im flirove anncft so did Alnn St:ieevj stmt of fame grow more and more brilliant. There had been at the time of his iirst great success croakers who had foretold that the starot Alan Stacey's brilliancy would wane in a little time, bnt these prognostications had proved to be wrong. With every book that had come out his genins was seen to be more in tense and more brilliant. He had the magic touch, the subtle, insight, the grace, the freshness, the romance and tho poetij- which are needed to make a really great and lasting snecess. To some of ns to most of ns, I should have said the refining fires of sorrow are necessary, but now and again there shines upon the world a great mind which feeds on the sunlight. Alan Stacey was one nf these, and the more the happiness of his life increased the more brilliant did his -work become. The untold satisfaction of his daily life, so far from cramping or stultifying him, seemed as if it but fed the fires of his genius, mid it was a common thing in the set iu which Alan Stacej" moved for their union to be cited as an excuse, j a reason, n justification, of the great and old fashioned institution of mar riage. TO BE CONTINUED. I'lifiirtmintr Simile. Theieare times when a lawyer re grets the use of an illustration which a moment before has appeared especially felicitous. "The argument of my learned and brilliant brother," said the counsel for the plaintiff in a suit for damages from a street cur corporation, "is liko tho snow now falling outside it is scat tered here, there and everywhere." "All I can s.ij-," remarked the op posing counsel when his opportunity came, "is. that I think the gentleman who likened my argument to the snow now falling outside ninybiivo neglected to observe one little point to which 1 ilal Icr myself the similarity extends it has covered all tho gronnd in a very short time." Youth's Companion. Cecil, Ala., Dec. 2S. I had faintini; spells, heart failure, weak ejes, scanty .menses, and womb dis ease. I am IS years old, hut 1 found my self unable to study in that condition. I took Wine of Cardui and Black-Draught, and they brought me around all right With the relief, good spirits and happiness returned. MbS CAKKlh HARRIS. UOiES' ADVISORY DEPARTMENT. , For dnce In cases requiring pdb. i cialdlreclloD3,ftddres?,ciY!n symp- terns, ixuztrf Aantorv unrinirnty The Chattanooga Medicine Co. Cbatunooga, Tenn. I5T5I1 A Resolution Providing for filling the vacancy in the sprinkliiifr board of East Mar ket .street, between Franklin and Arch streets. Kesolveil. bv the city i-iiiint-II of the elty of Akron, tlmt tlie!icnnj,-ylntliespriiiklln;i bonnl of Jlnrket street, between Krnnklln and An-Ii streets, enlists! by the removal of Harry K. LooiiiU from siiiil street, shall ls filled by the appointment of Henry IVrkln-. fussed April 21. ls9-. Olins. H.Isliell. K. T. siprijile. City Olork. Vres. City Council. Approved by the Hoard of City Commis sioners. Chns. II. IsIhjII. Apr "ii Jin n Clerk. Providing for tilling- the vacancy in the sprinkling board of Exchange htrcct. between Main street and Hrontlwnj-. ltesoled. by thu City Council of the eil of Akron, that tiie:u-!iney in thespriiiklinir iHMird of Exeluinge stoeet. between .Main street unit Ilroailwny. eaiis.il by the Clin tme of resilience of William l'iuk. shall belilled b- the appointment of Charles L'nrisette. llisieil April SI, lsi. Chns.II. Isbell. K. l'.Sprtjili-. City Clerk. PresT City Council. Appro cd hy t he Hoard of City Commis sioners. Chas. If. I shell. Clerk. April ii May i" TO CONTRACTORS. Hoard of City Commissioners" tulu-e. Akron, Ohio. April Si. lsyi. M'nled pruKsnls wilt be received nt the ollieeofCity Commissioners until 12 o'clock noon. Saturday. May 13th. Is1.'), for the eon st ruction of neuhert oer the Utile t'uyii lin river, on Cook street. In accordance with the plans, prolilu aiidspecitlentioii:oit lile in the olllce or the City Civil Kngineer. where plans, profile and spoi-Iricntious m:i be seen, mid biddlns blanks obtained. Kneh bidder, in addition to the amount ft ball riiniirnl in prnnisnl. muse deposit witii the Clerk of Commissioners at tlie time of lllln". Iifs bid. a certificate of deposit.:! eer tilleil cheek on some bank iloins business in ' Akron, or "cash to theitmount of oiielmii- idml dollars ($luo.n.) I Knch i.rono-al must contain the full name ! of the person or persons milking the sum,. Thecitv resenes the riRht toncc-ept nny or reieet nil bids. By order of theKonrd id City Commis sioners. Charles II. Ibell, Clerk. April 2i May 6 AnOrdinance ! To repeal section 144 A of the Revised , Ordinances of tho City of Akron. Section!. He it ordained by the council of the city of Akron. Ohio, tlmt section 141 A of the nevised Ordinances of the city of Akron, lie repealed. Sec. 2. This ordinance shall take effect and Ihi In force from and lifter its passage nnd Iegnl publication. Passed 3Iay 1. 1SD9. Chns. II. label!. K. V. Sprigle, City Clerk. 1'rest City Council. Approed by the Hoard of City Commis sioners. Chns. H. Isbell, Clerk. May 5 Assignee's Sale. On Jtondny. May aith. MM, from 1 to 2 R. in..I will sell n house nnd lot nnd 32 pood uildinc lots to highest bidders, on premises, on South ilnln street, nt Knlor's Crossing." South Akron. You will not hnve such n chance again soon to get n good building lot at your prices. This Is the II. S. Fnlor allot ment "Surrouuded by busy shops. Only one third cash nt snle. A. K. KUJ0. Assingee of II. S. Fnlor. April - May tW13-a-S7 " fViASCP .'cRFECT MEN S0 AOT IESI.AXa X Uonotsur for Longer! T&s Joy and ambition o life can ba restored to joa. Thr er worst cases or .N err ou Ileblllty art alolutcir cumi by PJ2KFl.CTf TAltUBTS. GlTe prompt relief U A C?ninta. taiUncmcmorrand tnewat nnd drain of vital powers. Incurred t indiscretions or excesses of early je r laiDaTtTifforandtJctecctoeTerjfBn lion. Qrace np tno system. Ulro gKk im to t cheeks and lustre to tho eje otfcfTvunsoTt OneSOc box renew Titl enerj.rllis boxc t ( in. aAmnliiAmi4intHl pur VTTtTVoF ElODCT TT- I funded. Can b carried In reet pocket sold 1 Tcrjfcere.or mailed in plain rrPr onrwipi ol I price bj TIIE riXCTVfO TO.. Cait BMc CHf t. For sale in Akrou by E. Steinbncher & Co. & Co. , E. Market St.. and I.amparter 1S3 Howard st. WHEN IN DOUBT. TRY ' S7 n Tl itoodt&etntolrcn. and hsve cured thousand of cur of Nervout Diseases, such as Debility. Dullness. Sleepless ness and Varicocele, Atrophy.&c Theydearlha brain. strencthea the circulation, make dlcestion perfect, and Impart a healthy vigor to the whole belnc. All dram and losses are checked C'rivur Atrafl ttmantntty. Unless patients CdQiljJ Agalil. are properly cured, their condi tion often worries them Into Insanity, Consump- t or or Death. Mailed sealed. Price ( t per boa: C coxe, ilh !rcn-e!ad legal guarantee to cure or fitn.l the ninney. $5 oo. Send for free bcok. Address, k. Warner, druggist, SOS K. Market. A Resolution y" i ! h HI T h II; r H II i !