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11S. GOES ,1^,* ® v , er y test made S. S. S. easily i»^2 nStrat ?? lts superiority over other cf 1 ? 0( ~ re ?pedies. It matters not how ob- Promptly Reaches the Seat of all Blood Diseases and Cores the Worst Cases. ments or troubles so obstinate ana difficult to cure°"very few remedies cl^m to cure such real, deep-seated blood diseases as S. S. S. cures, and none can offer such incontrovertible evidenceof merit. S S. S. is not merely a tonic—it is a cure! It goes down to the very seat of all blood diseases, and gets at the foundation of the very worst cases, andvouts the poison from the system. Itdoes nc t, like other remedies, dry up the poison and hide it from view temporarily, oily to break forth again more violently than ever; S. S. S. forces out every trice of taint, and rids the system of it forever. Airs T. w. Lee, Montgomery, Ala., writes: “Someyears ago I was inoculated with poison by a nurse who infected mf babe with blood taint. I was covered with sores and ulcers from head ttf foot, and in my great extremity I prayed to die. Several prominent physicians treated me, but all to no purpose. The mercury ' and potash which they gave me seemed to add fuel to the awful flame which was flavouring me. I svas advised by friends who had seen wonderful cures made liy it, to try Swift’s Specific. I im- pr jved from the start, as the medicine seemed to go direct to the cause of the trouble and force the poison out. Twenty battles cured me completely.” Swift’s Specific— S. S. S. FOR THE BLOOD —Jg the only remedy that is guaranteed purely vegetable, and contains no mercury, potash, arsenic, or any otjher mineral or chemical. It never fails to cure Cancer, Eczema, Scrofula, Rheumatism, Contagious Blood Poison, T< tier, Boils, Carbuncles, Sores, etc. 'Valuable books mailed free by Swift Specific Company, Atlanta, Ga. Delayed Letter. urn lira wer'S falls. Farmers are becoming very ranch dis couraged about their crops not being near ready to plant. The singing at the home of Miss Ethel Hayes last Sunday afternoon was very much enjoyed by the young.people,’ es pecially tbo visiting girls in the com munity. Mr. C. P. Wynn, one of our hustling yonng men, was in the Slate City last Wednesday shaking hands with liis numerous friends. Mr. and Mrs. E A. Morgan were shopping in the Slate City last week. Miss Ola Wright, one of Lime Branch's popular young ladies, was a welcome visitor among her many rela tives and friends the past week. The party at the lovely home of Mr. Will Everett last week was grand. Everyone seemed perfectly charmed with the music rendered by two of our most prominent young men. Mr. E. C. Wright visited home folks last Sunday near Young’s. Success to ye kind Editors. Guess. Remarkable Care of Rheumat ism. Kex.na, Jackson Co., W. Va. About three years ago my wife had an attack of rheumatism which con fined her to her bed for over a month and rendered her unable to walk a step without assistance, her limbs be ing swollen to double their normal size. Mr. S. Maddox insisted on my using Chamberlain’s Pain Balm. I purchased a fifty-cent bottle ami used it accordingtothedirectionsand the next morning she walked to breakfast with out assistance in any manner, and she has not had a similar attack since.—A. B. Parsons. For sale by E. Bradford. Cheek wins in this world—especially if the cheek is plnmp and rosy. “No family can afford to be without One Minute CongU Cnre. It will stop n cough and a cold quicker than any other medicine,” writes C.W. Williams, Sterling Bun, Pa. It cures croup, bronchitis and all throat and lung troubles and prevents consumption. Pleasant and harmless. E. Bradford. “Every man should have a purpose in life,” remarked the severe old lady, as she sized up the tramp through her steel rimmed spectacles. “Yes’m,” said the tramp; “mine’s makin’ footprints m de sands o’ time; an’ as dere don’t seem ter be much doin’ here, I guess I’ll make a few tracks.” If troubled with rheumatism, give Chamberlain’s Pain-Balm n trial. It will not cost you a cent if it does no good. One application will relieve the pain. It also cures sprains and bruises in one-third the time required by and other treatment. Cuts, burns, frost bites, qninsey, pains in the side any chest, glandular and other swellings are qnickly cured by applying it. Every bottle warranted. Price, 25 and 50 cts. E. Bradford, Druggist. One way to judge a man’s character is by what he doesn’t soy. “I think DeWitt’s Little Early Risers are the best pills in the world,” says \Y. E. Lake, Happy Creek, Va. They remove all obstructions of the liver and bowels, act quickly and never gripe. E.Bradford. , ' The weather is as changeable ah a clieap^olitician. For coughs and colds there is no med icine so effective as Ballard’s Hore- hound Syrup. It is the ideal remedy. Price 25 cents and 50 cents. T. F. Biir- bank. Some men are so well known that they can’t even borrow an umbrella. To those living; in malarial districts Tutt’s Pills are indispensible, they keep the system in perfect order and are an absolute cure for sick headache, indigestion, malaria, torpid liver, constipa tion and all hilious diseases. Tutt’s Liver Pills Kodo! Dyspepsia Cure, Digests what you eat. It artificially digests thefood and aids Nature in strengthening and recon structing the exhausted digestive or gans. It is thelatest discovered digest- ant and tonic. No other preparation can approach it in efficiency. It in stantly relieves and permanently cures Dyspepsia, Indigestion, Heartburn, Flatulence, Sour Stomach, Nausea, SickHeadaclie.Gastralgia, Cramps, and all other results of imperfect, digestion. Dtlayed Letter. flashes from sir a res. - . Mr. H. M. Anderson made a business trip to Home last week. Mr. Ben Baldwin made a trip to Young’s last Saturday. Itev. G. W. Groce, of your city, will preach at Antio'ch next Sunday morn ing. Let all wno can come and hear this good man preach a good sermon Mr. Will Baldwin attended preaching at Bethlehem Sunday, Mr. John Sexton is quite sick with fever at this writing We hope he may be well soon. Joseph Wright has been numbered with the sick the past few days. We hope be may be able to return to school duties this week. Hon. J. E. Honseal was at our school Thursday last. Mrs. J. V. Atkins is quite sick at her home near Antioch. May she be spared many years to be loyal to her Maker, whom she has been serving for over half a century. May the Lord bless the brave, Chris tian women of our land country. B. B. Callaway. The Best i’n-the World. We believe Chamberlain's Cough Remedy is the best in the world. A few weeks ago we suffered with a severe cold and a troublesome cough, and having read their advertisements ip our own and other papers we pur chased a bottle to see if it would effect us. It cured us before the bottle was more than half used. It. is the best medicine out. for cr.Ids and coughs.— The Herald, A ndersbnyjlle, I nil. For sale by E. Bradford. The big Convention Ilall at Kansas City, Mo., where lion. Win. Jennings Bryan was to have;been nominated for President by an enthusiastic Democ racy on July 4th,was burned last week; but while the fire was in progress the plucky citizens were circulating sub scription papers, and a new ball will be built in time to accommodate the Democratic hosts. Otto Korb, Grand Chancellor, K. P., Boonville, Ind., says, “DeWitt’s Witch Hazel»Salve soothes the most delicate skin and heals the most stubborn nicer with certain and good results.” Cures piles and skin diseases. Don’t bny an imitation. E. Bradford. A man never fully realizes what a hard world this is until he steps on a banana skin and lands head first on the asphalt. ' W. H. Shipman, Beardsley, Minn., under oath, says he suffered from dys pepsia for twenty-five years. Doctors and dieting gave but little relief. Fiually be nsed Kodol Dyspepsia Cure and now eats wbatjie likes and as mneb as he wants, and be feels like a new man. It digests what you eat. E. Bradford. Even the peoplo who go through life leisnrely find themselves ont of breath when death ^finally overtakes them. _ _• | Never judjje a mar’s actions" until you know his motive. W. W. Mayhew, Merton, Wis., says; “I consider One Minute Cough Cure a most wonderful medicine, qnick and safe.” It is the only ■ harmless remedy that gives immediate results. It cures coughs, colds, croup,bronchitis, grippe, whooping cough, pneumonia and all throat and lung diseases. Its early use prevents consumption. Children always like it and mothers endorse it. E. Brad ford. The New York Jonrnal prints a sen sational story that a secret letter is being sent from the Republican head quarters to all the trusts in the conn tty, demanding immediate campaign funds as a price of protection. According to the story, the letter was prepared at a conference between Senator Hanna, First Assistant Postmaster Gen. Perry Heath and the moneyed members or Republican national committe, and has jbeen sent out by the organization. This letter calls attention to the profits the trust manufacturers have been able to secure under Republican rule in the past,and points out that to enjoy them in the future the re-election of President McKinley is absolutely necessary.. It is claim ed that it is proposed to raise 50,000,COO in this way. J. I. Carson, Prothonotary, Washing ton, Pa., says, “I have found ICodol Dyspepsia Cure an excellent remedy in case of stomach, tronble, and have de rived great benefit from its use.” It digests wlmt yon eat and can not fail to cure. E. Bradford. Libel Cor Diyoi ee. t Adams ) No..39,;In p.ilk Siip. r'oi • 1'Court, February Term. defend- Wm. Adams J woo. ll appearing-that. Win. Ad; anl in the-forego ng petition; resgles out of the state anil that it is iiece sar^ to perfect service upon him by puhliea tioii: It is ordered that ?erv ee he per fected by publication in -the paper ir which ’Sheriffs advertise ments arc printed Iwicea month 'or two months. h loth, IIJCO* Tucs. Wed. Tburs. 2 3 4 Fri. JL, ROBERT HARDY’S If SEVEN DATS. _J A DREAM AND ITS CONSEQUENCES. BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON, Author of “In His Steps,” “I7ie Crucifixion of Philip Strong,” “ATalcom iviriv,” Etc. [Copyright, 1900, by Advance Publishing Co.] >\op. Tucs. Wed. Ttjurs. Fri. Sat. Sun- air. tia'rdy laid Ins itanu In. the other, and his lips moved in prayer of hum ble thanksgiving. Wlmt. Robert Hardy! Is this that proud titan who only the day before was so lifted up with self- 1,-,- L atdtosr cappy tit toe ainJospuei e. m that home and the thought that he could still for a little while create joy for those who loved him. Suddenly he spoke of his other son:— i wish George.would come in. Then ishuess that he could coldly criticise , our family circle would he complete. his own minister for saying that peo ple ought to he more Chris, like? Are you standing here in this poor man’s house which two days ago you would not have deigned to enter and beseech ing him as your brother iu the great family of God to forgive you for what you have done aud left undone? Yes; you have looked.into the Face of Eter nity; you realize now what life really means and what souls are ready wort li. He went out after a few words with the family aud saw all the other injur ed men. By the time he had finished these visits it was dark, aud he eager ly turned home, exhausted with the day's experience, feeling as if he had lived in a new world aud at the same time wondering at the rapidity with which the time had fled. He sighed almost contentedly to him self as he thought of the evening with his family and how lie would enjoy it after the disquiet of the day. His wife was there to greet him, and Alice and Clara and Bess clung about him as be took off his coat and came into the beautiful room where a cheerful fire was blazing. Will came down stairs as his father came in, and in the brief interval before, supper was ready Mr. Hardy related the scenes of the day. They were all shocked to hear of Seoville’s death, and Mrs. Hardy at .once began to discuss some plans for relieving the family. Bess volunteered to give tip half her room to one of the children, and Alice quietly outlined a plan which immediately appeared to her father businesslike and feasible. In the niklst of this discussion supper was announced, and they all sat down. “Where is George?” asked Mr. Hardy. Ordinarily he would have gone on with the meal without any reference to the boy, because he was so often absent from the table. Tonight he felt an ir resistible longing to have all his chil dren with him. “He said he was invited out to sup per with the Brantleys,” said Clara. Mr. Hardy received the announce ment in silence. He felt the bitterness of such indifference on . the part of his older son. “What!” he said to himself. “When he knows I had such a little while left, could he not be at home?” Then almost immediately flashed into him the self reproach even stronger than his condemnation of his boy. “How mnch have I done for him these last ten years to win his love and pro tect him from evil?” After supper Mr. Hardy sat down by his wife, and in the very act- he blush ed with shame at the thought that he could not recall when he had spent an evening thus. He looked into her face and asked gently: “Mary, what do you want me to do? Shall I read as we used to in the old days?” “No: let us talk together,” replied Mrs. Hardy, bravely driving back ber tears. “1 cannot realize what it all means. I have been praying all day. Do you still have the impression you bad this morning?’-’ “Mary, 1 am if anything even more convinced that God has spoken to me. The impression has been deepening with me all day. When I looked into poor Seoville’s face, the terrible nature of my past selfish life almost over whelmed me. Oh, why have I abused God’s goodness to me so awfully?” There was silence a moment. Then Mr. Hardy grew more calm. He began to discuss what he would do the second day. He related more fully the inter view with the men in the shop and his visits to the injured. He drew Clara to him and began to inquire into her trou bles in such a tender, 0 Ioving way that Clara’s proud, passionate, willful na ture broke down, and slie sobbed out her story to him as she had to ber mother the night before. Mr. Hardy promised Clara that he would see James the next day. It was true that James (Saxton had only. a week before approached Mr. Hardy and told him in very manful fashion of his love for bis daughter, but Mr. Har dy had treated it as a child's affair, and in accordance with his usual policy in family matters had simply told Clara and Bess to discontinue their visits at the old neighbor's. But now that he heard the story from the lips of • his own daughter he saw the seriousness of it, and crowding back all liis former pride and hatred of the elder Caxton be promised Clara to see James the next day. Clara clung to her father in loving surprise. She was bewildered, as were all the rest, by the; strange event that had happened, to her father, but she never had so felt his love before, and, forgetting for awhile the significance of his wonderful dream, she felt liappy in his presence and in his affection for her. The evening had sped on with sur prising rapidity while all these matters There was his son George, too drunk to stand alone. But it is bedtime for you, Bess, and all of us, for that matter.” It was just then that steps were heard on tile front porch, and voices were heard as if talking In whispers. The hell rang. Mr. Hardy rose to go to the door. His wife clung to him ter rified. "Oil. don’t go. Robert! I am afraid for you.” “Why. Mary,, it cannot be anything to harm me. Don’t lie alarmed.” Nevertheless lie was a little startled. The day had been a trying one for him. He went to the door, his' wife and the children following him close behind. He threw it wide open, and there, sup ported by two of his companions, one of them the young man Mr. Hardy had seen in the hotel lobby at noon, was his son George, too drunk to stand alone. He leered into the face of bis father and mother with a drunken look that froze their souls with despair as the blaze of the hall lamp fell upon him reeling there. And so the first of Robert Hardy’s seven days came to an end. CHAPTER V,7 Mr. Hardy was a man of great will power, but this scene with his drunken son crushed him for a moment and seemed to take the very soul out of him. Mrs. Hardy at first uttered a wild cry and then ran forward and, seizing her elder boy. almost dragged him into tlje house.’ while Mr. Hardy, recovering from his first shock. looked sternly at the companions of the boy and then shut the door. That night was a night of sorrow In that family. The sorrow of death is not to be com pared with it But morning came, as It comes alike to the condemned criminal and to the pure hearted child on a holiday, and after a brief and troubled rest Mr. Hardy awoke to his second day, the memory of the night coming to him at first as an ugly dream, but afterward as a terrible reality. His boy drunk! He could not make it seem possible. Yet there in the next room he lay in a drunken stupor, sleeping off the effects of Ills debaucE of the night before, Mr. Hardy fell on liis knees and prayed for meryy. again repeating the words, “Al mighty God. help me to use the remain ing days In the wisest and best man ner.” Then calming himself by a tre mendous effort lie rose np and faced the day’s work as bravely as any man under such circumstances could. After a family council. In which all of them were drawn nearer together than they ever had been before on ac count of tlieir troubles, Mr. Hardy out lined the day’s work something as fol lows: First, he would go and see James Caxton and talk over the affair with him and Clara. Then he woufd go down to the office and arrange some necessary details of his business. If possible, he’ would come home to luucli. In the afternoon lie would go to poor Seoville’s funeral, which had been arranged for 2 o’clock. Mrs. Hardy announced her intention to go also. Then Mr. Hardy thought he would have a visit with George and spend the evening at home arranging matters with reference to bis own death. With this programme in mind he finally went away after an affection ate leave taking with his wife and children. George slept heavily until the middle of the forenoon and then awoke with a raging headache. Bess had several times during the morning stolen into the room to see if her brother wore awake. When he did finally turn over and open his eyes, he saw the young girl standing by the bedside. He groaned as lie recalled tlie’night and his mother’s look, aud Bess said timid- ly as she laid her hand on his forehead: “George, I’m so sorry for you! Don't you feel well?” “1 feel as if my head would split open. It aches as if some one was chopping wood inside of it.” “What makes you feel so?” asked Bess innocently. “Did you eat too much supper at the Brantleys'?" Bess Bad-never seen any one drunk before, and when George was helped to bed the niglit before by liis father and mother slie did not understand bis eOn dition. She bad always adored her big brother. It was not strange.she bad no idea of bis habits. George iouked at bis small sister cu riously: thou, under air impulse lie could-not explain, lie.drew her nearer scorn -•« ¥ ¥ ¥ V 8 is a food medicine for the |i V baby that is- thin and not m g £ well nourished and for the. -| 5 mother whose miik does j, ¥ not nourish, the baby. 1 5 It is equally good for the § ¥ boy or girl who is thin and ?- 2 pale and not wei! nourished i- ¥ by their food; also for the V Sanamic or consumptive £ ¥ adult that is losing fksh |r £ and strength. ¥ In fact, for aii conditions V | of wasting, it is the food -J ¥ medicine that will nourish ¥ and build up the body and |j ¥ give new life and energy ¥ |J when all other means fail. | ¥ Should be taken In summer as ¥ V well as winter. S to lnm-and said: “Ross, I’m a bad follow. I was drunk last night! Drunk — do you under stand? Aud I’ve nearly killed mother!” Bess was aghast at the confession She pul nut her hand again. “Oh. no. George!” Then with' a swift revulsion of feeling she drew hack and said, “How could you. with father feel iug as lie does*/” And little Bess, who was a creature of very impulsive emotions, sat down crying on what she supposed was a cushion, but which was George’s tall hat. accidentally covered with one end of a comforter which had slipped off the bed. Bess was a very plump little creature, and as she picked herself up and held up the hat George angrily ex claimed: “You’re always smashing my ihiugsr* But the next minute he was sorry for the words. . -7 — * Bess retreated toward the door, quiv ering under ihe injustice of the charge. At the door she halted. She had some thing of Clara's passionate temper, and once in awhile she lei even her adored brother George feel it, small , as she was. “George Hardy, if you think more of your old stovepipe hat than you do of your sister, all right. You’ll never get any more of my mouth’s allowance. And if I do smash your things l don’t come home drunk at night and break' mother’s heart. That’s what she’s crying about this morning—that and father’s queer ways; Oh, dear, 1 don’t want to live; life is so full of trouble!” And little 12-year-old Bess sobbed in genuine sorrow. George forgot his headache a minute. “Come, Bess, come and kiss and make up. Honest, now, I didn’t mean it. I was bad to say what I'did. I’ll buy a dozen hats and let you sit on, them for fun. Don’t go away angry. I'm-so miserable.” He lay down and groaned, and Bess went to him immediately, all her anger vanished. “Oh, let me get you something To drive away your headache, and L’U bring you up something nice to eat! pother had Norah save something for you. Didn’t you. mother?” Bessie asked the question just as her mother came in. Mrs. Hardy said “Yes” and. going up to George, sat down by him aud laid her hand on his head, as his sister had done. The boy moved uneasily. He saw the marks of great suffering on his mother’s face, but he said nothing to express sorrow for liis disgrace. “Bess, will you go and get George his breakfast?” asked Mrs. Hardy, and the.minute she was gone the mother turned to her son and said: “George, do you love ^ne?” George had been expecting some thing different. He looked at his moth er as the tears fell over her face, and all that was still good In him rose up in rebellion against tbe animal part. He seized his mother’s hand and carried It to his lips, kissed it reverently and said in a low tone: “Mother, I am unworthy. If you knew”— He checked himself, as if on the verge of confession. His mother wait ed anxiously and then asked: “Won’t you toll me all ?” “No; I eanlt.” George shuddered, and at that mo ment Bess came In hearing a tray with toast and eggs and coffee. Mrs. Hardy left Bess to look after her brother and went out of the room almost abruptly. George looked ashamed and after eat ing a little told Bess to take the things away. She looked grieved, and he said: “Can’t help it. I’m not hungry.. Be sides. I don’t deserve all this attention. Say, Bess, is father still acting under his impression, or dream, or whatever it was ?” “Yes; he is.” replied Bess with much seriousness, “and he is ever so good now and kisses mother and all of us goodby in the morning, and he is kind and ever so good. I don’t believe he is in his right mind. Will said yesterday he thought father was non campus meant us, and then he wouldn’t tell me what it meant, but 1 guess be doesn’t think father is just right intellectual- ly.” Now and then Bess got hold of a big word and used it a great deal. Slie said “intellectually” over twice, aDd George laughed a little, but it was a bitter laugh, not such as a boy of his age has any business to possess, ne lay down and appeared to be thinking and after a while said aloud: “I wonder if he wouldn’t Jet me have some money while he’s feeling that way?” “Who?" queried Bess. “Father?" “What! You here still. Curiosity? Better take these things down stairs.” George spoke with liis “headache tone,” as Clara called it, and Bess without reply gathered up the tray things and went out, while George eon- tinned to figure out in his hardly yetj sober brain the possibility of his fa tber letting him have more money with! which to gamble, and yet in the very! next room Mrs. Hardy knelt in an ago-J ny of petition for that firstborn, crying out of her heart: “O God, it is more than I can bear! To see him growing away, from me so! Dear Lord, he thou, merciful to me. Bring him back again to the life lie used, to live! How proud I was of him! What a joy he was to lire! And now. and now! O gracious Father, if thou art truly compassionate, hear me! Has nut this foul demon of drink done harm enough? That it should still come into my home! Ah, but I have been Indif ferent to the cries of other women, but now it strikes me! Spare me, great and powerful Almighty! My hoy! my heart's hunger is for him! I would rather see him dead than see him as I saw him last night Spare me! spare me, O God!” Thus the mother prayed, dry eyed and almost despairing, while he for whom she prayed that heartbroken prayer calculated, with growing cold ness of mind, the chances of getting more money from his father to use in drink and at the gaming table. O appetite, and thou spirit of gam bling! Ye are twin demons with whom many a fair browed young soul today is marching arm in arm down the dread pavement of hell’s vestibule, lined with grinning skeletons of past victims, aud yet men gravely discuss the probability of evil and think there is no special danger in a little specula tion uow and them Parents say. “Oh, my boy wouldn’t do such a thing!” But how many know really and truly what their boy is real ly doing, aud how many of the youug men would dare reveal to their moth ers or fathers the places where they have been and the amusements they have lasted and the things for which they have speut their money? Mr. Hardy went at once to his ueigh hors, ihe Caxtons, who lived only a block away, lie had not been on speak iug terms with the family for some time, aud he dreaded the Interview with tile sensitive dread of a very proud aud stern willed man. But two Janies himself came to the door with his overcoal on and hat iu hand, evi demly just ready lo go dowu lowti. He started bac k at seeing Mr. Hardy. “Are you going down town? I will nof.ioiue in then, but walk aloug with you:" said Mr. Hardy quietly. So James came out, and the two walked aloug together. There was aD awkward pause for a minute; then Mr. Hardy said: “James, is it true that you and Clara are engaged?” “No. sir: that—is—not exactly what you might call engaged. We would like to lie." Mr. Hardy smiled in spite of him- self, and James added In a quickened tone, “We would like to-be, with your consent, sir." Mr. Hardy walked on thoughtfully and then glanced at the young man at his side. Hi- was c feet tall, uot very handsome, as Bessie laid frankly said, -hut lie had a good face, a steady, clear blue eye and resolute air. as of one who was willing to work hard to get what he wanted Mr. Hardy could uot help contrasting him with his own prematurely broken down son George, and lie groaned inwardly as he thought of the foolisli pride that would bar the doors of Ills family-'to a young man like James Caxton simply because he was poor and because his father had won in a contested election in which the two older men were candidates for the same office- It did not take long to think all this. Then lie said, looking' again at .the young ninn with a businesslike look: “Supposing you had my permission, what are your prospects for suDport- “ James, is ll true that you and Clara are cngagcdX" Ing my daughter? She has always had everything slie wanted. What could you give ber?” The question might buve seemed cold and businesslike. The tone was thoughtful and serious. A light flashed into James’ eyes, but he said simply: “I am in a position to make a thousand dollars a year next spring. I earn something extra with my pen at home.” Mr. Hardy did not reply to this. He said. “Do you know wbat a willful, qnick tempered girl Clara Is?” “I have known her from a little child, Mr. Hardy. I feel as if I knew her about as well as you do.” “Perhaps'you know her better than I do. I do uot know my child as I should.” The tone was not bitter, but intense ly sad. The young man had, of course, been greatly wondering at this talk from Mr. Hardy and had observed the change in liis manjter and his speech. He looked at him now and noted the pale, almost haggard, face and his ex tremely thoughtful appearance. “Mr. Hardy.” said James frankly, “you are in trouble. I wish 1 could”— “Thank you. No, you can’t help me any in this except,” continued Mr. Hardy, with a faint smile, “except you solve this trouble between you and my daughter.” “There is no trouble between us, sir,” replied James simply. “You know I love her and have loved her for a long time, and I believe I am able to sup port her and make her lmppy. Won’t you give your consent, sir? We are not children. We know our minds.” James was beginning to speak very earnestly. He was beginning to hope that the stern, proud man who had so curtly dismissed him a little while be fore would in some nnaccountable manner relent and give him his heart’s desire. Mr. Hardy walked along in silence a little way. Then he said almost abruptly: “James, do yon drink?” “No, sir.” “Or gamble?” “You forget my mother, Mr. Hardy.” The reply was almost stern. Mrs. Caxton’s younger brother had been ruined liy gambling. He had come to the house one night, and in a fit of anger because his sister would not give him money to carry on his speculation he had threatened her life. James had interposed and at the risk of his own life had probably saved his mother’s. Mrs. Caxton had been so un nerved by the scene that her health had suffered from it seriously. All this had happened when James was grow ing out of boyhood. But not a day had passed that the young man did not see a sad result of that great gambling passion in- his own mother’s face and hearing, ne loathed the thought of a vice so debasing that it ignored all the tender ties of kindred and was ready to stop at nothing in order to get means for its exercise. Mr. Hardy knew the story, and he. exclaimed: “Forgive me, James. I did not think.” Then, after a pause: “Are you a Christian? 1 mean do you have a faith in the revelation of Goa to men through Jesus Christ, and do yon try to live according to his teachings, with a supreme love for God controlling life? Do you live every day as if it might be the last you would have to live?” James started. Was Mr. Hardy out of his mind? He had never heard him talk Jike this before. The idea of Mr. Hardy earing about Ills religious char acter in the event of his becoming a son-in-law was an idea too remote for occurrence. He could see, however, that some very powerful change had taken place in Mr. Hardy’s usual de- meanor. His words also produced a strong effect upon the young uiau. He was like thousands of young men— temperate, honest, industrious, free front vices, strictly moral, but without any decided religious faith. “Ant I a Christian?” he asked him- self, echoing Mr. Hardy's question. No; lie could not say that lie was. He had never said so to any one. He had, in fact, never been confronted with the question before. So lie replied to Mr. Hardy: “No. sir; I don’t think I am what would be called a Christian. As for liv ing as if every day wore to be my last —do you think that is possible, sir?” Mr. llardy did not answer. He walk ed along thoughtfully. Iu the course of the "conversation they had reached the corner where the young man turned dowu to his office, and the two paused. •N want to have another talk with you,” Mr. Hardy said. “Today is Tues-^ day; say tomorrow eveniug. I waut ti ■er also. wkI’V '' in use tor over .w jeam. The Kind Ton Have Always Bought, and which has Keen in use for over 30 years, lias home the signature of , and has heen made under his jier- onnl supervision since its infancy. , ; . Allow no one to deceive you in this. All Counterfeits, Imitations and Substitutes arc hut Ex periments that trifle with and endanger the health of Infants and Children-Experience against Experiment. 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