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7: ot r raneis
CPiiUi.- •>: livimr with h'f otiClP, ‘l 1
inthoi v. and liBeonMD I rtrofiilla, bu
'piihiM'V- daughter. Cardiner, bisn
mini' iYini'licster, pays a vielt to On
intlrmy, and being a * athol'C is dif
liked by Franc s ' v ' | o is at heart a
.
I’rotesW't. ClIAl’lElt II. ( >ui <i'
net tel I s Francis who bis father is, _ that
tpii a iriitor and informer, and oners
jo make young man’s fortune it be
his service as a spy v * raneis
tvilleiibT reply iidcI mn« away,
for time to his fortune.
, : Hnlra<i to curve out own
HI— II,. it overtaken he ODrenee, an
,f ciiirdiuer, against whom lie ir
e H e < the mob by leader, telling and them escape* me man on
t-iinjj and will* hi* dispatches
Clarence's horse Al¬
|V —Kr&acis "ties to alt inn at St.
kalis, ami showing the (ii'paU'hes is
Iho'ishttobe ft queen’s courier. Cla¬
rence arrive*, and he e-cipes with the
aiitef a waiting maid. V. and VI.- He
readies London and renders aid to two
women. He and tiie women escape in
a boat, are attacked, and Francis is stun
nwl. VlL—They are re cu^d and put
mbeard a vessel bound for Holland.
One of the women proves to he the Ditch
ess of Suffolk, who has married a man
named B«rtic. The other is a kinswo¬
man named Anne Brandon. Bertie i
tin beard to . Being P otegtants, they
were fleeing from England. Francis
tells tot his name is Carey.
CHAPTER VIII.
As tlio day went on, therefore, I looked
eagerly lor Mistress Anne’s return, but
disappeared no more, though I maintained
a close watch on the cabin door, All tho
afternoon, too, the duchess kept away
from me, and I feared that I had seriously
offended her, so that it was with no very
pleasant anticipations that, going into that
part of tlio deckhouse which served us
lor a common room, to see if tho evening
meal vs as set, I found only the ducliess and
Master Bcrtio prepan tl to sit down to it. I
suppose that something of my feeling was
expressed in my facu, for while I was yet
half tray between door and table my lady
gave way to a peal of merriment.
"Como, sit down and do not be afraid!”
(ho cried pleasantly, her gray eyes still
full of laughter. “I vow tlio lad thinks I
skiDat him. Nay, when all is said and
done, I Xilco you tlio better, Sir Knight
Errant, for your scruples. I see that you
are determined to act up to your nnnjo.
But that reminds me,” sho added in a
more serious vein. “We have been frank
with you. You must bo equally frank
with us. What arc wo to call you, pray?"
I looked down at my plate and felt niy
law grow scarlet. The wound which the
discovery dealt of niy fat.ber’s treachery liad
me had begun to heal. In the action,
tta movement, the adventure of tho last
fortnight, ike I had well nigh lost sight of
blot on my escutcheon, of^tho shamo
which had driven me from home. But tho
question, "What arc we to call you?” re¬
tired the smart, and revived It with an
*dW pang. It had been very well, in
theory, It to proudly discard my old name.
was painful in practice to bo unable to
Mwer the duchess: "I am a Cluddo of
fotuB, nephew to Sir ^Vnthony, formerly
Inquire of tho body to King Henry. X am
no unworthy follower and associate even
iforyou,” Kve and to have instead to reply: “I
no name, I am nobody, I have all
[to fortune. make and win.” Y'et this was iny ill
-hr woman's rye saw my troublo ns I
aesitatetl, coufused and doubting, what I
t-'iuM reply. ' Come,” she said good lin
turcdly, trying to reassure me.. “You aro
ofgenrie. birth. Of that wo fool sure.”
I shook, my head. “'Nay, I am of no
Madam,” I answered hurriedly. “I
r 5e Co name, or, at any rate, no name
j w I can be proud of. Call rue—call me,
a please you, Francis Carey.”
It is n good name, " quoth Master Bor
,n pausing with his knife suspended in
I *5j But r ' I "A have right good claim Protestant it,” I rejoined, name!”
no to
'Wand more hurt. ''1 have all to make.
I“' a new man. Yet do not fear!” I
r *™ quickly as I saw what I took to ho
°I doubt cross my lady's face. “I
F"iv II," ■' said V<w 110 the less duchess, faithluliy smile for that!” again
Lforming a
f s her open features, “I will
»« fur that, Master Carey. Deeds are
L Ilf !' 1;U1 names, and as for being a new
P J 1 ’what with Pagets and Cavendishes
P spencers, wo liavo naught but new
P teawatlays. g 0 cheer up!” sho con
L ™ kindly. “And we will poke no
HW at yon, though I doubt whether
t If " ot Possess more birth and breed
n you would have us think. And
L', wi wo return to England, I
P-niay beforo as trust
n wc art) old men and worn
.•“can ndvanco your cause, then let
secret. No one can fay that
t,1Be "illoughby ever forgot her
"01(1."
• a
toft lieThnshan^ 1 ovcrquickly, ”
iis ta,fe fot that, and under cover of
et, ''Hersion X had regain
a time ta
Dt, t Jf K Can * ure and But the matter left mo
fc y* j nti more than a littlo homo-
1 teught leave to retire early.
.^ore 10US r: ?ht ’‘Tonight, y. said the duchess, being riw
Bthr a after out
‘ r ' I°u will sleep soundly, and to
or ,„. be
i nt a new man,” with a
atefoi i. W Believe mo, I am not tin
*»!lv astw t'rancis, and I will dili
SlIjX..* B8e occasion of tlrt to repay botli your
tttrn - : other day aud your
;i„ J Sho gave me her hand to
M ‘ n t over it. “Now, ” Shu con
!, . homage
i,, to my baby, and then
c ? nsi,ler that really of
*«acl J™ Hedged you aro ' one
to our cause.”
thln tiny fist held out to me. n
s- g looking Bertie like some dainty
t; " "aster cordially grasped
V.
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CONYERS, GA„ SATURDAY, MAY Tl, 1895.
the r.infc aibli) of iTTiiF’oftr DutcB Loaf,
somewhere on the Waal between Gorcum
ami JS'iimit'gcj], wo plighted our troth to
one another, and in a tenso I beeamo ono
of them.
I wont to my berth cheered and enconr
; lifted by tin ir kindness. But tho inter¬
view, satisfactory as it. was, had set lip no
little excitement in my brain, and it was
lnijss before I slept. When I did, 1 had a
strange dream. 1 itreaiinil that X was sit
j ting in Vile hall at Colon, and looting that Pi tro
niila was standing on lbs dais lix
at me with gentle, sorrowful eyes. I
; wanted to goto her, but I could not move.
| Every dreamer knows tho sensation. I
tried to call toiler, to ask her what was
| tho matter, and why she so looked at me.
j cou m u tt rr J10 sound. And still sho
, continued to fix mo with tho same, sad,
; reproachful eyes, in which I read a warn
j U g j yut uould not ask its meaning,
j I struggled so hard that at last tho spell
was in a degree broken. Following tho
direction of her eyes, I looked down at
i myself and saw fastened to tho breast of
my (loublot tho knot of blue velvet which
she had made for my sword hilt, and
which I had ever since carried in my bos¬
om. More, I saw, with a singular feeling
of anger and sorrow, that a hand which
camo over my shoulder was tugging bard
at the ribbon in the attempt to remove it.
This gave me horrible concern, yet at
tlio moment I could not move nor do any¬
thing to prevent it. At last, making a
stupendous effort, I awoke, my last expe¬
rience, dreaming, being of the strange
hand working at my breast. My first
waking idea Was tho same, so that X threw
out my arms and cried aloud and sat up.
"Ugti* I exclaimed, trembling in the in-
tensity of my relief ns I looked about and
welcomed tho now familiar surroundings.
“It was only a dream. It was”—
I stopped abruptly, my eyes falling on a
form lurking In the doorway. I could see
it only dimly by tho light of a hanging
lamp, which smoked and burned redly
overhead. Yet I could see it. It was real,
substantial—a waking figure. Neverthe¬
less a faint toucli of superstitious terror
still clung to me. “Speak, please!” I
asked. “Who is it?”
“It is only I,” answered a soft voice,
well known to me—Mistress Anne’s. “I
camo in to sec how you were,” she con¬
tinued, advancing a little, “and whether
you wero sleeping. I an* afraid I awoke
yon. But you seemed.” she added, “to be
having such painful dreams that perhaps
it was as well I did.”
I was fumbling in my breast while sho
spoke, and certainly, whether in my sleep
I had undone the fastenings or had loosen¬
ed them intentionally Ijtforo I lay down—
though I could not remember doing so—
my doublet and shirt were open at tho
breast. Tho velvet knot was safe, how¬
ever, in that tiny inner pocket beside the
letter, and I breathed again. “I am very
glad you did awako me!” I replied, look¬
ing gratefully at her. “I was having a
horrible dream. But how good it was of
you to think of me, and when you are not
well yourself too.”
“Oh, lam better,” sho murmured, her
eyes, which glistened in tho light, fixed
steadily on me. “Much better. Now go
to sleep again, and happier dreams to you.
After tonight,” she added pleasantly, “I
6hall no longer consider you os an invalid
nor intrude upon you.”
Ami she was gone before I could reiter¬
ate my thanks, The door fell to, anti I
was alone, full of kindly feelings toward
her and of thankfulness that my horrible
vision had no foundation. “Thank heav¬
en!” I murmured more than once as I lay
down. “It was only a dream.”
Next day we reached Nimucgen, whero
wo staid a short time. Leaving that place
in the afternoon, 24 hours’ journeying,
partly fey river, partly, if I remember
rightly, by canal, brought us to the neigh¬
borhood of Arnheimon the Rhine. It was
tlm 1st cf March, , , hut , the opening month ...
belied its reputation. There was a hrig.it
ness, a softness in the air and a consequent
feeling as of spring which would better
have befitted the middle of April. All day
we remained on deck enjoying the kindli¬
ness of nature, which was especially grate¬
ful to me, in whom the sap of health was
beginning to spring again, and we wero
still tbero when ono of those gorgeous
sunsets which are peculiar to that country
began to fling its hues across our path.
We turned a jutting promontory, the boat
began to fall off, and the captain came up,
his errand to tell us that our journey was
done.
\Ve went eagerly forward at the news
and saw in a kind of bay, formed by a
lakciike expansion of the river, a iittle is¬
land green and loiv, its banks trimly set
with a single low of poplars. It was per¬
haps a quarter of a mile every way, and a
channel oiic-fonrth as wide separated it
from the nearer shore (if the river, to
which, however, along narrow tiridgo of
planks laid on trestles gave access. On
tho outer sido of the island, facing tho riv
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eT ’ s course, st™ d a low white house, be
f,, rr . which a sloping green terrace, also
bordered with poplars, k-,1 down to a tiny
,,i, r Behind and around tho house were
.
meadows as trim and neat as a child’s
tgvs, over which tho eye roved with picas
, uro until it-reached tlio landward side of
the island, and there detected, nestling
among gardens, a tiny village of half a
doxeu cottages. It was a scene of enchant
Ing peace and quietude. As wo slowly
plowed Lw our way up to the landing place I
tho rabbits stand to gazo at us, and
then, with a flick of tbeir heels, dart off
thgir Uqlcs.. I matk.vd.
i?'g r homeward in a string arid heard" t!io
wild fowl rise in creek and pool with a
whir of wings. I turned with a full .♦.* :-rt
to my neighbor. ‘Is it not lovely?” I
cried, with enthusiasm. ‘‘Is it not a peace
ful place—a very garden of Eden?’*
I looked to see her fall into raptures
such as women are commonly more prime
to than men. Cut all women are not the
some. Mistress Anno was looking, in
i the deed, when which 1 turned and surprised her, tho at
scene had so moved me, iiut
expression of her face was sad and bitter
and utterly melancholy. The weariness
and fatigue I had often seen lurking in
her eyes had invaded all her features. She
looked five years older—no longer a gill,
but a gray faced, hopeless woman, whom
the sight of this peaceful haven lather
smote to the heart than filled with antici¬
pations of safety and repose.
It was but for a moment I saw her so.
Then she dashed her hand across her eyes
—though I saw no tears in them —and
with a pettish exclamation turned away.
“Poor girl!” I thought. “She, too, is
homesick. No doubt this reminds her of
some place at homo or of some person.”
I thought this the more likely, as Master
Bertie came from Lincolnshire, which, he
said, had many of tho features of this
strange land, and it was conceivable
enough that she should know Lincoln¬
shire, too, being related to his wife.
I soon forgot the matter in the .excite¬
ment of landing. A few minutes of hustle
ami it was over. The boat put out again,
and we four were left face to face with
two strangers, an elderly man and a girl,
who had come down to the pier to meet
us. Tho former, stout, bluff and red faced,
With a thick gray heard and a gold chain
about his neck, had the air of a man of
position. lie greeted us warmly. His
companion, who hung behind him, some¬
what shyly, was as pretty a girl as ono
could find in a month. A second look as¬
sured me of something more—that she
formed an excellent foil to tho piquant
brightness and keen vivacity, the dark
hair and nervous features of Mistress
Anno. For tho Dutch girl was fair and
plump and of perfect complexion. Her
hair was very light, almost flaxen indeed,
and her eyes were softly and limpidJy blue
•—grave, innocent, wondering eyes they
Were, I remember. I guessed rightly that
glio was the elderly man’s daughter. Later
I learned that sho was his only child, and
that her name was Dympbna.
Ho was a Master Ijindstrom, a merchant
of standing in Arnhoim. He had visited
England and spoko English fairly, and
being under some obligations, it appeared,
to tho Duchess Katherine was to bo our
host.
We all walked up tho little avenue to¬
gether, Master I.indstrom talking as ho
went to husband nr wife, while his daugh¬
ter and Mistress Anne camo next, gazing
each at each in silence, as women when
they first meet will gaze, taking stock, I
suppose, of a rival’s weapons. I walked
last, wondering why they had nothing to
say to ono another.
As we entered tho house the mystery
was explained. “Sho speaks no English,”
said Mistress Anne, witli-a touch of scorn.
“And we no Duieh,” I answered, smil¬
ing. ‘ Hero in Holland I am afraid that
she will have somewhat tho best of us.
Try her with Spanish.”
"Spanish! I know none.”
“Well, I do—a little.” Spanish?”
“What, you know Mistress
Anno's tone of surprise amounted almost
to incredulity, and it fluttered me, hoy
that I was. 1 dare say it would have flat¬
tered many an older head than mine.
“You know Spanish? Wheredkl you learn
it?” she continued sharply.
“At home.”
“At home! Where is that?" And she
eyed mo still mere closely. ‘"Where is
your homo, Master Carey? i’ou have
never told me.”
But I had said already more than I in
, rd , x shook „ ly hrall , , ’’ a !\. ,,
am .
X . explained , . , awkwardly,' , ,, that iT1 I learned it
in a homo I once had Now my homo is
At any rate, I inve no o or.
'1 ho Dutch girl, standing patiently bo
sale us, had looked first at one face and
thon at the other as we ta: at .
till by this time in a long, ovt ^ p.u ,
warmed by a pretty closed to cov
crctl with glazed tiles. On u ■ e • of
a great armour, or dresser, at one end
the room, appeared a hue show of silver
plate. At tlu’. otlu’r t:n<l stood a a ilc
press of walnut wed, handsomely carved
and eveifcbc gratings of the windows and
the hantlicsof the doors wercof hammered
ZTwhmli floor, wjijui w-^.^teo"°snnm"piecc iiLiut. oi hiii.iu jxJCGi.,7 oi t^
wood delicately joined and set together
and brightly polished. But everything
^„^ldtoeXm;dou^teathS.s: lay
at Ccton, Where the rush,* sometimes
for a week unchanged. With each planet.
MistrUs 18 ' "
turned /^norite!” to Dvmohmi
I said, inustering niy no
blest accent. “Beso los pics do listed.
H M! o*
stress A n n s t a red, while tho effect
on the girl whom I addressed was greater
than I had looked for, but certainly of a
different kind •;
ha,k, an expression of offend (I d gn 7
and of something It e anger r 8
placid face. Did she not understand? Y es,
for after a moment s ie=.laiiun, am vv i l
a heightened color, sue » • ’ Li
senor.” Her constrained manner was Q not
promising, hut I was going on to open a
conversation if Icoult, or ° 1 ’ *
Sd staring 4hcn llistrtis A'nnc inter
was i. she ask, .1 eager y.
" X h, ; r ,! f ^ f
wa» all, I rt plied, my tyesun J .pi
faee, vyhicli still beti ay etitrou . ec
kind, 'except that I paid her the ust
formal compliment. But wl.at is she soy
ing to her fatner/
It was like tlio Christmas game of cross
: questions. The girl and 1 had spoken in
I Spanish. I translated what we had said
j into English Dymphnn for turned Mistress it Anne, into Dutch and Mis- ior
tress
her father, an anxious look on tier ta
which needed no translation.
"What Is It. asked Master Bertie, o ‘
serving that something was wrong.
' "It is nothing—nothing, rep .ed
merchant apologetically, thouga ly. as no
spoko Ins eyes dwelt on me ciirioii
is only that I (lid not know that }uu h
g Spanjnrd in your companj.
’
— -
; i ''"e*«ave none. TLls,'” po’inT’ir.g to mo,
“is our very «ood friend and faithful fol
lower, Master Cany, an Englishman.”
* To whom, ” added the duchess, smil*
; ing gravely, • l am greatly indebted. ”
! I hurriedly explained the m stake and
brought at once a smile of relief to the
mynheer's face. * Ah, pardon me, I bo
«eeeii you," ho said. “My daughter was
in error.” And he added something in
Dutch which caused Mistress Dymphna to
hJu>h. * You know,” he continued, ‘ I
1 may speak freely to you, since our enemies
are in the .main the same—you know that
. our Spanish rulers arc not very popular
) with us and grow less popular everyday,
especially with those who are of tho re¬
formed faith. Wo have learned, somo of
us, to speak their language, but wo love
them none tlio better for that.”
‘'lean sympathize with you indeed,”
cried tho duchess impulsively. ' God grant
that our country may never bo in tho
same plight,, though it looks us it this
Spanish marriage wore like to put us in
it. It is Spain! Spain! Spainl and noth¬
ing else nowadays!”
"Nevertheless tho emperor is a great
j and puissant monarch, ” rejoined the
Arnhcimer thoughtfully, “and could ho
rulo us himself we might do well. Jiut
his dominions am so largo ho knows little
of ns. And, worse, ho is dying, or as good
ns dying. Ho can scarcely sit his liorso,
and rumor says that before tho year is out
ho will resign tho throne. Then wo hear
little good of his successor, your queen's
husband, and look to boar less. I fear Hint
there Is a dark time before us, and God
only knows tho issue."
"And alono will rule It,” Master liertio
This laying was in a way the koynnto
to the life wo found our host living on Ills
island estate, l’caoo, hut poaco with con¬
stant fear for an assailant and roligion
for a supporter. Several times a week
Master Lindstrom would go to Arnlielm to
superintend bis business, and always after
his return ho would shako his head and
speak giavcly, and Hymphna would loso
her color for an hour or two. Things worn
going badly. The reformers were being
more and more hardly dealt with. The
Spaniards were growing more despotic.
That was bis constant report, and then I
would sco him, as ho walked with us in
orchard or garden or sat beshlo tho stove,
cast wistful glances at tho comfort and
plenty round him. I know that ho was
asking himself how long they would last.
If they escaped the dutches of a tyran¬
nical government, would thny bo safe 111
tho times that were coming from tho vio
lenco of an ill paid soldiery? The answer
was doubtful, or rather it was too certain.
I sometimes wondered how ho could pa
Month foresee such possibilities and take
no steps, whatever the rid:, to prevent
them. At first l thought his patience
sprang from tho Dutch diameter. Hater l
traced its deeper tools to a simplicity of
faith and a deep religious fooling, which
either did not at that time exist in Kng
land or exiited only among people with
whom I had never como Into contact.
Hero they soomed common enough and
real enough. These folks’ faith sustained
them. It was a part of their lives—a bul¬
wark against tho fear that otherwise
would have overwhelmed them. And to
an extent, too, which then surprised me,
I found, us time went on, that the duchess
and Master Bertie shared this enthusiasm,
although with them it took a less obtru¬
sive form.
I was led at the timo to think a good
deal about this, and just a word I may say
of myself anil of those days spent on the
Rhino island—that whereas before I had
taken but a lukewarm interest in religious
questions, and while clinging instinctive¬
ly to the teaching of my childhood had
conformed with a fight heart rather than
annoy my uncle, I came to think some
wliat differently now, differently ana
more seriously. And so I have continued
to think since, though I have never ba
com(j „ t a fact t owo p( , r ;, r . p3 to
Mjs , ross i)yn)plina> in who so tender heart
there was room for charity ns well as faith,
^ ^ teadjor
()( Mccessjtyf Kince no othcr of cm . py¬
coultl communicate with her, I became
mtlle or | 1SS t | )0 Dutch girl's companion,
l wonld oIloI1 <)( „„ evening join her on a
wooden bench which stood under an elm
Qn Jjtt|o , t of Joo i ;ln g toward the
anU at son)0 rtistunc0 from the house.
Hero, when the weather was warm, sho
, watoh for her fathcr ' 8 return, and
„„„ (la y, whiIc talklng with her, I
ha(] tho opportunity of witnessing a sight
-><mnvn in England, but which year by
ketherinnds, t become nmro common in tho
more heavily fraught with
menace in Netherland eyes.
“^km, at
where we expected
cf|ch lllolm , n t to sco Master Lindstrom’s
1,<iat; rourili 111,1 |,uint ’ that wo * ilw I,nth,n »
SUS‘oT»^t» ‘s Even in the boat ot It
cy reward It. then
^ 2 hundred’ poses
ossa mc,l, as they lounged on deck or
leaned over the side, never lost a peculiar
^ ^ |jnlva(lo A; , tl)Cy drow nearer to us
the sound of tlieir loud voices, their oaths
an(J Jni htpr rcacJlca us pininiy and
gecmed to j ar on ,i, 0 evening stillness.
Their bold, fierce eyes, raking tho
unceas j ns iy reached us at last. The girl
eide ut teml aery of alarm and rose
as if to retreat. But sho sat down again,
h‘r behind us was an open stretch of turf,
beauty, ami as the boat drew abreast of us
I had to listen to the ribald jests and
laughter ot those on t ward. My cars tin
gled and my cheeks burned. But X could
j : do nothing. I could only glare at them
anrt grinU my teeth.
‘-Who aro they?” I muttered. “The
cowar< n y knaves!”
..qj,, ktisii! hush!” tho girl pleaded,
g]ie ha ,, rotrL , af „ d | :c liinU me. And indeed
. ( nf , e(J not hav0 pilt Ia y question, for
t j 10U gi, j had never seen (he .Spanish eol
diery I had heard enough about them to
recognize them now. In tho year 1355
, rl».»i r reputation wn* «t Its height. Their
fat!iers had overooino tho iltr-rs after a
contest of centuries, and they themselves
had ovemln Italy and lowered tho pride
Qf j.- rallte As ,1 result, they had iii-ny
military virtues and all the military vio»i
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I.owcll Mass.
“Castoria is the best remedy for children of
which I am acquainted. I hope the day i.< not
far distant when mothers will consider the
real interest of their children, and use Castoria
instead of the various quack nostrums which
are destroying their loved ones, by forcing |
opium, morphine, soothing syrup and other
hurtful agents down their throats, thereby
sending them to premature graves."
Dr. J. F. KivciiF.Lon,
Conway, Ark.
The Centaur Company, 77 Murray Street, New York City.
wl.em, . it may be imaginej - ... t.rnt in ,, tho
«*»«“» Netherlands, with their pay al
s 1,1 ,,:c - v «*«’"’ in <lw,i P^P* 9 "
>-v /. ar.id It was seldom that , even their
commanders daredI to check tl.olrexcesses.
*°* \ 7 °i my °»* Ct
£“» IC _ ,n “ subsided y *T’ . Y f looked !" i, '« after ,e<1 fe,, them, l,n «*' odd 'V as
“ U n ,helr funlls IuJ ' " cro ( low
many, a conquering rnco , in a foreign
Jaml. They could boast of blood and do
scent. They were proud to call themselves
tiie soldiers and gentlemen of Europe. I
was against them, yet I ml ml rod them
wit h u boy ’a admiration for the strong ami
reckless.
Of course I said nothing cf this to my
companion. Indeed, when sho spoke to
me, I did not hear her. My thoughts had
flown far from the burgher’s daughter sit
ring by me ami were with my grandmoth¬
er’s people. I saw, in imagination, the
uplands of Old Castile, ns I had often
heard them described, hot in summer and
bleak in winter. I pictured the dark,
frowning walls of Toledo, with its hun¬
dred Moorish trophies, the castles that
crowned the JiilJs around, tho gray olive
groves and tho box clad slopes. I saw Fa
lencia, where my grandmother, PetronilJa
do Vargas, was born; Pnlencin, dry ucd
brown and sun baked, lying squat ami
low on its plain, the caves of its cathedral
n man’s height from the ground. All this
1 saw. I suppose the Spanish blood in me
awoke and asserted itself at sight of those
other Spaniards. And then—then 1 forgot
it nil as I heard behind mo an alien voice,
and I turned and found Dymphnn had
stolen from mo and was talking to a
stranger.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
A NEW WWP
which WftICh the “® W,® neonle of ?* the *“£ South ™ UU,
are resenting 18 the •efforts of f
Some to sell them imitations for
the rea l Simmons Liver BegU- °
, lator , , because ,, they make , more
, and
money by the imitation ;
^ the people ^^ W ^ Selling th ^ them kindle an
inferior article. _ It’s the money
they are after, and the people can
^ out for themselves. Now
this IS JUSt Merchants what the people Wing are
are
a ha rd time trying to get people
to take the Ptllff they offer them
j n place of Simmons Liver Keg
„lotor—which is the « Kintr ^ of
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fails to give relief in all liver
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Simmons Liver Regulator. You
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M stamp of the R«d
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j you, *K CO and people
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suaded to take something else have
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nn Old J? riend. . i ^ iJctter not takeai^
thing else but that made byJ.H.
^eibIN & Co., Philadelphia. 1
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5SSl e “»!id LSrvcewlwi'i oud • t- rl* and I revtt.re* to pmrl *et
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yo» can’t f-t It fro® druc
£&tai«i»—. propr fMor ond h* mill #-nd to pm
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gJJPJ^Willr*»tnrt Qrty H«i> «ed Walak-riMo« Vr«W|
NO. 19
Castoria.
"Castoria is snwtll adaptedtochildren that
I rrcommend it as supt rior to any prescription
known to me."
II. A. AnciiF.R. M. D. t
in So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
"Our physicians in the children’s depart¬
ment have spoken highly <4 their experi¬
ence ill their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
p ro ,i„cts, yet we are free to ctmfes, that the
merits of fnslorlo has won us to look with
favor upon it."
I'NITED ItOSriTAI, AMD DlSPRNSAKT,
Bosnia, Mass.
Annex C. Smith, Pies,
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