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eee A HEALTHY OLD AGE| OFTEN THE BEST PART OF LIFE Help for Women Passing Through Change of Life Providence has allotted us each at least seventy years in which to fulfill our mission in life, and it is generally our own fault if we die prematurely. Nervous exhaustion invites disease. This statement is the positive truth. When everything becomes a burden and youcannot walk a few blocks with- out excessive fatigue, and you break out into perspiration easily, and your face flushes, and you grow excited and shaky at the least provocation, and you cannot bear to be crossed in any-_ thing, you are in danger; your nerves have given out; you need building up at once! To build up woman’s nerv- ous system and during the period of change of life we know of no better medicine than Lydia E, Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Here is an illustration. Mrs. Mary L. Koehne, 871 Garfield Avenue, Chicago, ILl., writes: “Thaveused Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound for years in my family and it never disappoints ; so when I felt that I was nearing’tho’change of life I commenced treat- ment with it. I took fn all about six bottles and it did me a great deal of good. It stopped my dizzy spells, pains in my back and the headaches with which I had suffered for months before taking the Compound. I feel that if it had not been for this med- icine for women that I should not have been alive today. It is splendid for women, old or ng, and will surely cure all female discr- de Mrs. Pinkham, of Lynn, Mass., in- vites all sick and ailing women to write vice. Her great experience service, free of cost. The discontented bachelor thinks he’ would be worse off still to take a wife. BraTE OF Ouro, CITY OF TOLEDO, | gg, Luoas' County. Frank J. Cuzxgy makes oath that he ts sentor ariner of the firm of F. J. CHeNkyY & Co., doing ustness in the City of Toledo, County and State aforesaid, and that safd firm will pay the sum of ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and ever case of CavaRRM that cannot be cured by the use Haws's Catangm Cure. FRANK J. CHENEY. Sworn to before me and subscribed tn my pres ence, this 6th day of December, A. D. 1886. pea A.W. GLEASON, feel Norany Puszro. Hail's Catarrh Curs ts taken in @irectly on the bloud and mucous system. Send for testimontals, free. be ¥F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O. Bold by ali Druggiste, . Take Hall's Family Pt! A Timely Rap. Nell—Somebody told me to-day that { was handsome. Belle—When was that?” Nell—To-day. Bell—No; I mean when were you handsome?—Chicago Journal. Uneasy About Alfred. “How is your boy Alfred succeeding at college?” “I'm afraid we'll find out pretty soon that he’s been running in debt. He’s writing to us once a week now.”— IT 1S IN THE BLOOD Neither Liniments nor Ointments Will Reach Rheumatism—How Mr. Stephenson Was Cured. People with inflamed and aching joints, or painful muscles; people who shuffle about with the aid of a cane ora crutch and cry, Oh! at every slight jar, are constantly asking,‘‘What is the best thing for rheumatism ?”’ To attempt to cure rheumatism by ex- ternal applications is a foolish waste of time. The seat of the disease is in.the blood,and while the sufferer is rubbing lotions and grease on the skin the poison in the circulation is increasing. Delays in adopting a sensible treatment are dangerous because rheumatism may at any moment reach the heart and prove fatal. The only safe course for rheumatic sufferers is to get the best possible blood remedy at once. 2 Mr. Stephenson’s experience with this obstinate and distressing affliction is that of hundreds. He says: “About a year ago I was attacked by severe rheumatic pains in my left shoulder. The pains were worse in wet weath ys, and at these periods caused me the greatest suffering. I tried a number of treatments and ointments, but they failed to alleviate the pains.” Then he realized that the cause must be deeper and the pain only a surfacé in- dication. . He adds: ««T had heard Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People recommended as a cure for rheumatism, and when I found that I was getting no relief from applications, I made up my mind that I would try them. Before the first box was goneI noticed that the pains were becoming less frequent, and that they were not so severe as before. After the second box had been used up I was entirely free from discomfort, and I have had no traces of rheumatism since.” The change in treatment proved by almost immediate results that Mr. ‘Thomas Stephenson, who lives at No.115 Greenwood street, Springfield, Mass., had found the true means for the purifi- cation and enrichment of his blood. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are without doubt the best of all blood remedies. They effect genuine and lasting cures in rheumatism. They do not merely deaden the ache, but they expel the poison from the blood. These pills are sold by all druggists. ~4 = CHAPTER 1!V.—(Continued.) “You spoke them—you, Helen Beau- clair,” he said, sternly, to recall her attention to himself—for her gaze had begun to wander inquiringly about the room. “You, whom I have grasped from the grave, spoke thos words to me, Zeno Sosia. Listen! I am about to utter the name of the favored lover of Helen Beauclair. Love is the talis- man—rather the magician that rules the heart—that sets in motion all the secret springs of her mind and soul— that prompts all her actions when she loves as you do, when death by suicide is less horrible to her than life with- out her beloved. The favored lover of Helen Beauclair is not of the gentry nor of the nobility. He does not know where he was born nor who his par- ents were. For years he thought him- self my son, and secretly shuddered under that belief as he grew from childhood to manhood. He is an en- graver, a poor, fortuneless, nameless toiler for his daily bread, who now calls himself—“Ah,” he added, after checking himself just as he was about to speak the name, “I have his minia- ture portrait here. Do you recognize it? Can you speak the name by which you knew and loved the original— though but now you could give no name to your own image in the glass?” As Sosia spoke he drew a miniature from his vest, advanced and placed it in Helen’s hand. She had scarcely glanced at the picture of a very handsome, manly and resolute-featured young. man, when she exclaimed in a thrilling-voice: “Clarence! Yes, it is my Clarence— Clarence Darrell! And I—I am Helen Beauclair!” she added. And letting the picture fall from her grasp, she sank back upon her pillow as if dead, or i na swoon. “Patience, gentlemen,” he said, wav- ing his hand toward the screen, from which both listeners had started for- ward; “patience! She is not dead, nor as if dead, or in a swoon. exhaustion.” When Helen uttered the name “Clar- ence Darrell,” Capt. Osred started vio- lently, as if struck by some invisible, aoiseless hand, and his usually cool and haughty features assumed an expres- sion of deathly rage. “The name of the fellow,” he men- tally exclaimed, “who struck me down, in the streets of London, when I tried to peep under the hood of the damsel who hung upon his arm! If this Clar- ence Darrell of whom Helen Beauclair speaks is that man, the girl in the cloak and hood was doubtless she. Then have I double reason to hate Clarence Darrell.” There was a’scar of a recently-heal- ed hurt upon the left cheek of Capt. Osred: he drew the tips of his fingers across the scar, as he mused and thought.of Clarence Darrell. The miniature, after it had fallen from Helen’s hands, had slipped to the floor, and rolled upon its oval edge un- til it rested, face upward, near the crouching Martha. Martha’s eyes, keen as they were hard and gray, fell upon the pictured face. She leaned far forward, drew the picture toward her, and was staring at it, when Sosia, swooping down upon her, snatched it from her and return- ed it to his vest. At this moment*Helen Beauclair, half rising in a sitting position, pale and terrified in feature, stretched one arm toward Sosia and exclaimed: “My memory has all come back to me! I am Helen Beauclair! I remem- ber—the chureh—the intended mar- riage—the pellet—the sudden pain like a death-stab—but that,” she added, pointing at the coffin on the trestle, “what means that?” “It means,” replied Sosia, sternly, “that I have grasped you from the grave!” CHAPTER V. Sosia’s Strange Weapon. “Grasped from the grave!’ ae ed Helen, repeating the words of Sosia in terror. ‘Was I in that?” she added, shuddering and shrinking, and gazing wildly at the coffin. “Was I buried alive?” ° “Certainly you were, my dear young lady. It is scarcely more than an hour since you were taken from that box.” “When and where was I put into the grave?” gasped the unhappy young lady. “You were pronounced dead as you lay lifeless upon the floor of St. Nicho- las church in Galway, Ireland, at half- past eight o’clock a. m., March thirti- eth—or four days and seven hours ago. Others may have erred in fixing the exact hour of your apparent death,” said Sosia, with a shrug meant for Lord Genlis, “but I did not. Yet, as it chanced, you have had a very narrow escape, young lady. The one hundred and two hours were nearly gone when the chance to revivify you was placed before me. It is now the fifth day since you sank into apparent death, as it is really half-past three o’clock in the afternoon of April third. Had chamee or fate delayed that which I “The Sorcerer of St. By PROF. WILLIAM H. PECK. Giles have done one hour—nay, perhaps one minute longer—you would now be in- deed dead. When you had been ap- parently dead three days you ,were coffined, as these things prove; and the strong outer box, whose fragments you see, containing a lead case, which inclosed your coffin, was placed in a vault in St. Mary’s chapel, where it was to remain until Lady Ida should be ready to see it transported to Eng- land for final interment in Ker family tomb at Dudley castle.” Helen, speechless with wonder and terror, stared fixedly at the speaker, who continued: “But the box was not left long un- molested in the vault. I and others carried it away just after the dark- ness of last night set in, leaving in its place a box exactly like it in shape, size and weight, and hastened with all speed to a point of the coast called Barna, which we reached long before midnight. We feared our act had been detected and that we were pursued, or we might have ventured to release you from your lethargy at Barna. But Barna is only three miles from Gal- way, and we thought the risk too great. Yet we were delayed at Barna for sev- eral: hours by the non-arrival of the | boat in which we were to leave the coast, so that the full force of a furi- ous storm was upon us as we labored to reach this place. But for the delay and the storm, we should have arrived here before daylight of this morning.” “And where am I?” asked Helen, amazed. “On an island. I have kept the promise I made you. I said that I would snatch yeu from marriage with Lord de Lavet, even though you and he were kneeling beside the bridal altar, surrounded by a multitude—did I not?” “Yes, you promised me as much, and more. But now I remember all that you have been telling me of Helen Beauclair and Clarence Darrell, while I lay here unable to know that Helen Beauclair was I,” replied Helen, trem- ulously. “All that you have said to me in this room comes clearly into my mind—” “As I declared it would,” said So- sia, exultantly. “And I perceive that you have de- ceived me; that you are my enemy; that I am your prisoner, and—oh, heaven forbid!—perhaps to be your victim!” cried Helen, clasping her hands and beginning to weep bitterly. “You are not my prisoner, young lady,” replied Sosia, unmoved by the tears and the many piteous ejacula- tions to which the unhappy girl gave utterance. “But I am a prisoner!” said Helen, vehemently, pointing at the grated window. “You pretended to be my friend, Zeno Sosia. Oh, that I had obeyed the dictates of my instinct, which made me shudder when first 1 saw your face. Ah, you deceived me— you entrapped me with your wily words and your feigned benevolence of a good old man! And the note which you gave me in the church, and which bade me use the pellet, was in the writing of Clarence Darrell—or, heaven knows, I would not have used it so quickly! And yet I might,” she added despairingly, “for death seemed less terrible to me then than to be the wife of Lord de Lavet—and I had sworn that I would end my own life sooner than wed any man save Clar- ence Darrell. Oh, that I had told Clar- ence of my meetings with you!” “Had you done so, young lady, you would have violated the oath which you took e’er I would consent to act in your behalf—an oath by which you bound yourself never to reveal to any one, without my consent, that you had asked the aid of Zeno Sosia. I will say that you have kept your oath in- violate.” “Alas ,too much so,” sobbed Helen. “{ should have kept nothing secret from Clarence. Oh, how weak and fool- ish—how madly rash I have been! God now punishes me for seeking the aid of a sorcerer!” “Pish!” exclaimed Sosia, with a shrug. “I am no sorcerer. People call me so, but I am simply a student of science, a man who has but three pas- sions—a love for science ,for wealth and for revenge. You are not my prisoner; you are not to be my victim. I am not the one in whose power you now are!” Helen had cast many anxious glanc- es toward the screen, behind whfch the two listeners had wholly ‘conceal- ed themselves. “In whose power am I, if not in yours, hideous and treacherous wretch?” she demanded, her natural courage rising with her indignation. In the power of the cowards who hide behind that screen?” “Young lady,” replied Sosia, bowing mockingly, “I have made good the promise of the note, which read thus: ‘Swallow the pellet, and within five days you shall be in the arms of one who loves you.’ Well, one who loves you is behind that screen, and the five days are not yet elapsed.” “You are a treacherous beast,” re- torted Helen, “and he whom’ you are serving is a coward!” “No,” said Sosia, changing his posi- “tion so as to have the table and @ Spal id “he and his father are noble gentle- tween him,and the screen; men; who have shared with me in do- ing a very daring deed—a deed which shall place their throats in the hang- man’s grasp if they keep not faith with Zeno Sosia!” “What do you mean by that?” ex- claimed Lord Genlis, rushing out from behind the screen, sword in hand, and livid with wrath. “Aye, traitor!” cried Capt. Osred, also. coming forward at the same in- stant, and cocking ‘a pistol as he spoke, while his sinisterly handsome face lowered as dark as night with some ferocious resolve. As the two advanced swiftly toward Sosia, their mutual rage and. murder- ous intention caused their resemblance to each other, despite the difference in their ages ,to become remarkably ap- parent. Father and son seemed to bristle out from every feature ‘of their swarthy faces as Sosia’s threat of the gallows rang in their ears. Martha, forseeing a tragedy, and not wishing to behold its enactment, in- stantly muffled her head in her shawl, and as instantly drew it forth again, prompted thereto by the passion all her sex have inherited from Eve—curi- osity. Helen beheld in Lord Genlis one whom she did not know; but as her glance flashed to the face of Capt. Os- red, she exclaimed to herself: “The man,’ the sailor whom Clar- ence struck down with a blow in the face when the rude fellow tried to drag off my hood!” But she had scarcely time to frame the thought ere the apartment. rang with the sharp report of Capt. Osred’s pistol; for as he strode out quickly from behind the screen, cocking his weapon, he exclaimed: “Aye, traitor! Aye! and now that you have done our work and speak of hangmen, here’s what shall cheat the gallows and make us secure!” and as he spoke the last word he discharged his pistol at So- sia’s head. “Halt, gentlemen!” cried Sosia, both of whose hands were at the moment plunged deep into his portmanteau, as it rested upon the table—the latter now the only obstacle between him and the advancing attack. “Is it pos- sible that you mean to assassinate me as a reward for the’ service I have done you? Am I to receive sudden death instead of the five thousand pounds which you bound yourselves to pay me if I should place Helen Beau- clair wholly within your power?” Lord Genlis and Capt. Osred had checked their advance toward Sosia as he began to speak, for his voice seem- ed to tremble with accents of pitiable terror, and his whole appearance be- came suddenly that of a cowardly spaniel about to be whipped. Both lowered the points of their swords and gazed at the bent and trembling man, scornfully and angrily, as he seemed to crouch and cower over the portmanteau, in which his hands remained hidden. “Rascal!” said Lord Genlis, “we see that you are a very dangerous tool. While you have been serving us, you have worked to achieve some purpose of your own. You have revealed so much of your true character in this room that, even had we not from the beginning of your complicity with our plot resolved to make sure of your si- lence, we should now make a speedy end of you.” “Ah, then! even at the time when you first sought my service, you had said to each other, ‘After we shall have no more need of Zeno Sosia, we will put an end to him?’ asked Sosia, in quavering tones. “Great heaven!” here cried Helen; “IT beseech you, sirs, whoever, you may be, do not slay this wretched man in my presence!” ‘ (To Be Continued.) Cat’s-eye Gem Valued at $200,000. A native of Ceylon has had an ex- traordinary run of luck in the finding of cat’s-eye gems. He was quite a poor man when some months ago he found a gem worth $6,250. Soon afterward he found another which he sold for $12,500. And now he has crowned ‘his good fortune. by finding the largest known gem of the kind, which weighs nearly seven pounds, and for which he has refused $95,000. He says that he can cut the gem into forty stones, each of which will bring $5,000, or a total of $200,000. This means wealth beyond the dreams of avarice in the East.— Calcutta Letter to New York Evening Journal. Glasgow’s Isle of Drunkards. The Glasgow corporation is consid- ering a scheme under which Glasgow's chronic inebriates shall be banished to the Islet of Shuna, one of the Heb- rides group. This islet is leased to a farmer and has been practically for- gotten by the corporation of Glasgow, which has owned it for a century. It is sandwiched between the coast of Argyllshire and the Island of Luing, and is only three miles in length and about half that extent in breadth. 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