The Queen of The Isle

Waihi Daily Telegraph, Volume IV, Issue 1081, 31 August 1904, Page 4

The Queen of The Isle

CHAPTER XVII Continued. " You uro ill, Mrs Couttnoy," ho sn\d> noticing her sudden faintness. " Allow mo to ring for a glass of water." "No, no! It is nothing," alio said. "Nothing whatever," she added, rising, and forcing a smile, as she saw his anxious look, "Excuse mc, Good-night." Sho hastened away; ami Captain Ctmipboll approached tho spot where Willard and Sybil stood, and touching him on the shoulder, said, somewhat impatiently.

"Como, Druuimoml, it's time wo wero off, if we go at all. E\ en as ii is, it will be sunriso koforo wo reaoh the island."

In Bpito of all her efforts, a cloud 101 l on Sybil's sunny brow at his words. Tho demon of doubt was not yet wholly exorcised, The island!—tho naino gmtod harshly on her car, for Chrislio tvas tbcro. WiHard Drmmond saw it, and his resolution was taken. Ho felt it would not do to return to tho island just now, " I regret having kept you waiting." ho said, gravely;" but Ido not intend going to tho island just yot." A radiant glance from Sybil's beautiful eyes repaid him for tho words, Rut Cnp< tain Campbell was amazed. " Not return I Why, what's in your head now, Drummoud p Wliflro are you going he asked in suprise, " For tho presont, I shall stay hero," 11 Here, at Mr. Brantwoll's?" "No; in tho village."

" Tired of Campbell's Isle already—oh ? Woll, I supposo I'll havo to Biibmit to keep bachelor's hall alone for a day, or two, and then 1 shall return to Westport to see after my bonny barque, As the Courtney's stay likewise, I shall have to go alone; so au revoir." And Captain Campbell, after exchanging a word with his hostess, left tho house to roiurn to Campbell Lodge, The few remaining guests by this timo had gone; and Willard Druiumond also took his departure, And then Sybil retired to her room to dream of her new-found happiness, Laura Courtney sat ilone, in a reuioto oorner; her head on her band—hor bro,vs knit in painfnl thought, This fierco joalousy of her husband's was growing insufferable ; she felt she could not onduro it much longer, Every word, ovcry look, every action was warped aud distorted by hie jealous imagination into another proof of her guilt, And sho painfully felt that this absurd jealousy must soon bo apparent to every one.

"I wish I knew what to do." alio thought "If I submit to all bis whims and caprices it will only make mattora worso. Nothing .cau remove this doop-rooted passion, and tho yoke he will lay on my neck will become unbearable, Oh 11 was mad evortohave mamied hiuil Every one who knew him told me how it would 3e; but 1 only laughed at them, and doomed him perfection, llow I could ever have loved him, I'm suro I don't know; for ho hasn't a singlo lovablo quality in him. However, it's too lute to think of this now, I want to forget the past, if I can, and my folly with it. Good gracious what au awful look was on his faco that time when T turned round I Perhaps, aftor all I had better not go to the island." She bent her forehead on hot' band, and remained for a fow minutos lost in troubled thought, "No I shall not go; and I will avoid Captain Campbell as muoh as possible, if I can do so without attracting attention, Eeigho I what it is to hnvo a jealous husband ! I wonder whcro Edgar is ? Porhapa ho has gono to Wcßtport anil left ino hore,"

"Priihoe, why so sad?" said tho jovial voico of Mrs Brantwell, " You aro looking ho doleful as if some noar relation had juet been hanged for sheop stealing, Don't indulgo in tho blues, my dear, or you need never expect to wax fat and portly A3 I am, Como, lot me aoo you smile, now,"

" Ob, Mrs Brantwell! who cou'd bo sad inyourprosoucE?" said Laura, smiling ; " but really, [ wasn't out of spirits, only dreadfully sleepy." And an immense yawn confirmed tho truth of her words.

"No wondorj it's four o'clock, # so you had better retire J6nny will.show' you to your r00m,." " Did you see—has Mr Courtnoy—" began Laura, hesitatingly, " Mr Courtney wont to bed a quarter of an hour ago, my dear, And hen's 'Jenny now, with your lamp, Goodnight lovo I" And kissing her Mrs. Brantwell consigned, hoc to tbo chargo of a neat mubtto girl, Laura followed her up to her own apartment, And here Jenny handed her the light and disappeared, Mrs. Courtnoy oponed tho door and entered. Mr. Courtney sat on tho bed, still in his ovomng costume—his arm resting on the snowy pillows, his head bowed upon them, and ho lay as motionless as though death had sliriod his wildly throb* bing heart, Ho lookod tip as his wifo ontercd. Laura really felt for him, but pity and sympathy sho know would be bi.„„ misunderstood by him, and even, perhaps bo adding fuel jo the flames ruging in his breast, She put tho lamp on tho toilot stand, and throwing herself languidly in tho armchair, " I thought you hud gone to Westport." " And left you lo flirt with your now lover, Ha I ha I You thought so, did you ?"

" Yes; I saw you playing the evesdroppor," she said; "it is what I expected of you, You did it so expertly ono would think you had been taking lessons all your lifo in listening at koyholes. Perhaps you have loarnod from some hotel waiter or lady's maid." "By heavens 1 1 will strangle you I" ho oxclaimed, roused to madueis by her taunting tone.

"Como, Mr Courtney, bo culm, or 1 shall bo under tho painful necessity of going downstairs and inquiring whoro tho nearest lunatic asylum is located. Don't rave now. I did not in the slightest degree afraid of you, Mr. Courtney." And Mrs Courtney drew her little form up to its full height, and lookod with cool contempt in his face. " Madam! if you go tho island, I swear by heaveu, and all its hosts, it will bo tho dearest night's work yon havo over done." "Hem I Why don't you swear by tho other plnce ? yon are likoly to know moro about it some day than you will ovor know of heaven."

" Silonce I" ho shoutod, in a fiorce voice. "I repeat it; if .voukoep this appointment With Captain Campboll, you shall repent for it in dust and ashes I"

Por a moment lie stood porfectly paralyzed, foßining at the mouth liko a wild boast. Evon tho audacious Mrs Courtney tremhlod beforo the terrible pitch of pisaion sho, had daringly excited, And with it came another feeling, approhension for her personal safely. Springing to hor feet, she dartsd past him, reached tho door, end said:

"Mr Courtnoy, yourdißagreonblotemper rendors it nccossary for me to lonvo ynu to solitutlo, which is said to bo oxoellont for cross people Hoping you will have recovered you usual good temper before wo. moot again, allow mo to wish you good-night." / Ht dsittd towards her, but ibi w»i gen*

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slamming the door after her, and was o \n tho stairs in a twinkling, Sho know 1.: would not dare to follow hor; aud, roaohing tho dark, deserted parlour, she throw horself on a'lounge, and burst into a pmo.tato flood of .toars. In that moment, sho fairly hnkd hor husband. But when tho household assombled next morning, little Mrs, Couttnoy lookod as bright and smiling aud broezy as over, and met' her pale, sour.visaged husband with her customary careless unconcern, Ho, too, wna calm but it was a delusivo lull in iho storm—tho treacherous peace of tho sleeping volcano —the menacing quiet ol a savage Beekmg revenge—a calm uioro to bo dreaded than his foriror ficrco outbursts of passion, To be continued,) HUMAN LIVES TEN SHILLINGS EACH Ten shilling) It seems a low prico for tho lifo of any man or woman, doesn't it? Hasnnybody over dared to estimate human lifo at so cheap a rate. Lot us turn tho pages of history and set' In 1802 tho British Parliament granted Dr Edward Jonnor .£IO,OOO, and in 1807 120,000 moro, as a reward for his discovery of vaccination. When the second Bill was under discussion, Admiral Berkely stated that there was evidenco to show that vaccination had saved 40,000 lives in Groat Britain alono; and that, assuming these lives tobo worth ten Aillings apiece, tho doctor was entitled to £20,000. Thanks to Dr Jennor, we havo had the whip hand of small-pox for moro than a century, But is it so with other diseases ? Statistics provo that not less than a fifth of our peoplo constantly Buffer from medical men, An eminent physioian not long ago wroto thus to a professional friend: " I would rather see a pationt with almost any other disoase enter my consulting room than one afllietod with tho seven devils of indigesiion and dyspepsia, Yet it is about this vory diseaso that thousands of peoplo write thus: "It is now little more thin ton years since I first became acquainted with Mothor Setgel's Syrup. Up to that titno I had suffered for as long as I could remember from chronic indigestion and liver complaint. I was deeply dopressod, and lacked onergy to such an oxlont that the most trifling task was burdon'sotno tome, I had severe pains in the cheßfc and back, and my nightß wore often sleepless, especially in summer. My appetite, too, was fickle and unsatisfactory A doctor altondnl me for soino timo, but his treatment was a failure; and my ailments continued without rolief until a friend, who rosides at South Yarru. induced mo to try Mothor Soigel's Syrup. A distinct improvement in my condition resultod from tho first few doses, and persevering with the medicine 160 on became quite woll and strong again. Mother S2igol : s Syrup is now our remedy. My husband who W'is once a martyr to dyspepsia hns benefitted by it, and there is not one of ua who has not found it very useful indeed." Signed (Mrs) Louisa Ward, 11, Ophelia Terraco, Parade, East Melbourne, January Bth, 1904,

In its own way Mother Seigol'3 Symp may fairly cluim to do a service bb valuable to mankind as Dr Jonner'a discovery It promotes hoalih, and health is tho foundation of wealth,

K(0 FALSE RETURNS HEEB ARE PLAIN FACTS ENDOWED BY A WAiai CITIZEN Fmv peoplo will admit 'ailuro while there is a chiince for argument, Many people claim success when no ono rises to dispute. What we want to do is to place out claims whore doubt is out of the question. We nro doing this overy day, and Now Zealand peoplo aro beginning to arj> predate it. Many step forward and tosti* fy publicly to tho merit, oftho "Litilo Conqueror." They unhesitatingly toll how burdonß bavo been removed from backs that bore them patiently for years. Surely moro convincing proof cannot bo had than testimony like tho following from a Waihi man,

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