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‘‘But you have said that you still con
template suicide. Why?"
“By that threat, and in no other way,
could I dissuade Mr. Brewster from im
mediate suicide. I have one week in
fr'artf-flr* year*
which to prove to him that he may hon
a * ■ my father w ho
vtm h ra isH f a do c
orably
live. At the end of that time if I
to r , h a d a vicious
have not succeeded he will carry out his
c a n c e r th a t w a s
e a tin g aw ay h i »
determination. I have made a vow which
life. T h e t-est p h y
sician s in A m erica
I shall keep to save him as he saved me
c o u ld d o n o th in g
or
to die as he dies. [ had not meant to
f o r h im . A fter nine
J o n g y t s o f aw ful
tell you this. For such recital, into which
s u fie ri’'g .a n d after
th e ca n c e r h a d
I was surprised by your unexpected quota
to ta lly e a t e n
tion from the letter I can only beg your
aw ay h is no se
a n d p o rtio n s of
pardon.”
h is i a c e fas
“Do you think suicide a brave or manly
sh o w n In h is
p ic tu re h e r e
thing?" she asked.
v e n ) M p a la te was e n tire ly d e s tro y e d to g e th e r w ith pur
>ns o f h is t h r o a t. F a th e r fo rtu n a te ly d isc o v e re d th e g re a t
“I do not. I should have endured the
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remedy th a t e a r e d him.
T h is w as o v e r forty years a g o ,
unjust prison term, the world’s unjust
a n d h e h a s n ev er suffered a d a y sin ce.
T h is sa m e d isc o v e ry h a s no w c u re d th o u sa n d s w ho w ere
scorn. I should have lived, done my best
th r e a te n e d w ith o p e ra tio n a n d d e a th . A m i to p ro v e th a t th is
in the world’s work and endured my suf
is the truth we w ill g iv e t h e ir sw o rn sta te m e n t i f you w ill
w rite u s. D o c to rs , I .a w y e rs. M ech an ics. M in isters. L a b o rin g
ferings as best / could. Peccavi. I have
M en , H an k ers a n d a ll classes re c o m m e n d tills g lo rio u s life-
sa v in g d isc o v e ry ,a rid w e w an t th e w hole w o rld to benefit b y It.
sinned. I was weak. But I may plead
H A V E Y O U C A N C E R . T u m o r .,
that the suddenness of my misfortune
(Jlcers,A b3ces.es, F e v e r ¿»ores.Ooltre, C a ta rrh ,
caused
my weakness. What l now con
S a lt-R h e u m . R h eu m atism , F iles, Eczem a,
Scald H ead o r S cro fu la In a n y form .
sider is different. I am offering my life
We positively guarantee our utilement* true, perfect
to save that of another. In no other way
satisfaction and hone«t eervlre—o r money ref.iud.-4.
I t w ill cost y ou n o th in g ft» le n r a the truth a b o u t th is won
could I accomplish my aim.”
derful home treatment wTtkout the knife o r raasllc. A n d It
you know anyone w ho is afflicted w ith a n y d isease above m e n
“I will do what I can.” she said. “I
tio n e d . y o u c a n d o then* a C h ristia n a c t o f k in d n e s s by se n d
want to save Charles. I want to save you
in g us their a d d re s s e s so we t a n w rite th em bow ea sily they
•an he cu red In th e ir o w n hom e, t h h le no Idle talk, we
and I want to save the happiness of that
mean Juet whet we any. W e have cured others, and ran rare
yoa. Port/ year* e ipertenee guarantee* suercs*. W rite us
girl.”
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That evening Tyler related to Brewster
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the story of his experience at the bank.
While thus employed a messenger came
with a letter from Catherine Ball.
“I write,” she said, “in the belief that it
is possible that you may have stayed your
hand before carrying out the dread deed
of which you wrote. If such be—which
Heaven g ran t!—I command you, by
every sacred right, to desist. I esteem you
no less than before, for your perfidy is
counterbalanced by the fact that after all
you are not incapable of real love, as I
T h is v a lu a b le m ed
long believed. I grant your freedom and
ic a l book te lls In
p la in , sim p le la n
am glad of mine. I only ask that you will
g u a g e h o w C on
marry and not waste the years of the girl
s u m p tio n c u n b e
who loves and trusts you.”
c u re d l a your own
hom e. If you know
“You are a very genius at bungling,
Of an y o n e suffering
Tyler,” Brewster said, when he had read
fro m C onsum ption,
C a ta rrh . B ro n ch itis,
the letter. “You have seen Catherine and
A sth m a o r an y th r o a t or
told her that I am alive. That lifeless
___ tro u b le , o r a re y o u rself
note tells the tale. She is willing to sac
afflicted, th is book w ill h e lp you
to a cure. E v e n if you a r e in th e
rifice her happiness for the sake of mine.
ad vanced s ta g e o f th e d is e a se an d feel
Tell me the truth! You have seen her?”
th e re is no hope, th i s book w ill show you
how o th e rs h av e c u re d th e m selv e s a fte r all
“I have. She is a noble and lovely
rem ed ies th e y h a d trie d failed, an d th e y be
woman, and I marvel that you could de
liev ed th e ir c a s e hopeless.
W rite at once to the Yonkertnan Con
sert her.”
ge 'option Remedy Co.. 2663 W ater Street.
“No doubt. Perhaps you would marvel
Kalamazoo. <Vilcto.,«nd tney w ill gladly send
less if you saw the other.”
you the hook by return mall tree and also
a generous supply of tha N ew Treatment,
“I am going to see the other. I have
absolutely tree, for th e y w a n t ev e ry s u f
in my pocket the letter you were sending
fe re r to h av e th is w o n d erfu l c u re before It
her.
That unhappiness has thus far been
Is too la te . D o n 't w a it— w rite today. I t
m ay m e an th e sa v in g o f y o u r life.
spared her. I mean to test her love.” *
“That is not necessary, I know.”
“Make this test. Write a check or draft
for a hundred thousand dollars, if you
can do so, in favor of Miss Laughlin. I
will have it certified or accepted. I will
LORD’S PRAYER BANGLE PIN take this to her with a note from you
W e m e a n w h a t w e say-
W e w ill
under your assumed name. Say that Mr.
s e n d to y o u A BSOLUTELY P R F B
Brewster, your uncle—so small a decep
T H IS LOVELY BANOLE PIN w ith
tion may be pardoned—^offers her this if
th e e n t i r e L o r d 's P r a y e r e n g ra v e d
on i t i f you w ill s e n d u s 3 c e n ts in
she will accept it and give you honorable
s t a m p s to p a y fo r m a ili n g
release. Tell her that you love her, but
REED M FC . C O .,81 Roy SL.PROVIDENCE. R.L for her sake advise acceptance."
“She will refuse.”
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“Give me leave to try.”
“And supposing she would accept?*’
“You would return to your first love.”
“Anna Laughlin is my first love. But if
you mean Catherine Ball, it would do no
good. She never will marry me or any
other man. But I will do what you say.”
Next evening, when the salesgirl re
turned from her work, she found Tyler
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awaiting her.
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“I am a friend of Mr. Charles Brew
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ster," he said, by way of introduction, “and
I bring you a very important letter by his
direction. I am to bear away your
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answer.”
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Miss Laughlin, a swect-faced girl, with
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dark hair ar.d violet blue eyes, was vastly
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surprised at a letter from the great Mr.
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Brewster, hut when she saw the familiar
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a n tl‘® 11 s - sufferinK w,tl‘ writing her face broke into a smile.
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the letter. At the close she covered her
N E W C U R E I B r o o k « ’ A p p lia n c e
face with her hands and moaned. Trem
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bling.
with great tears coursing down her
ious «pringa or pads. Auto
matic A tri'uehlon. B in d s
face, she got her writing materials and
a n il d r a w n th e fe r o k r n p e r t*
wrote a short note, sealed it, addressed it
I to ge th er na yon w o u ld n
b r o k e n U n a . N o u alv «*. No
to “Charles Bain," the name under which
ty m p h o l. ffoiie*. D u rab le,ch * * p ,
she knew her lover, and gave it to Tyler.
Pat. Sept. 10. ’01.
SENT ON TRIAL. He did not fail to note that she inclosed
the draft. As he went from the door he
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heard behind him a great sob.
“What did I tell you?" shouted Brew
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A Boon to Sufferers. Acts like Magic.
ster, when he had read the note “Poor
Trial bo* MAILED FREE Address.
Anna!
Poor Anna!”
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“Why do you not keep your word and
marry her? She loves you and is worthy
of your love?”
“Have you forgotten Catherine Ball?”
“I have not. But Mist Ball has given
you your freedom and desires you to ac
cept.”
“If I believed that I would be the hap
piest man on earth. But I do not believe
it. When I think of what my grief would
be if Anna were to marry another, I can
not live and feci the possibility that I am
the living, daily cause of such grief in
another. Tyler, my boy, you have lost. I
release you and will keep my Saturday-
night engagement alone.”
“I refuse to accept release. But if two
women love you, two will grieve when
you are gone.”
“Grief PE* the dead can be endured.
More I knew that Anna would not sell her
love for money. I know’ that she will not
marry me if t tell her the truth that an
other woman lives unmarried because I
have been faithless.”
The next day Edward Tyler called once
more on Catherine Ball.
“I have failed to convince him.” he said,
pale and grave. “It is not vanity which
makes him believe in your love for him.
It is his profound unwillingness to take
chances with your happiness and his desire
to give you the supreme proof of repent
ance for what, after all, was not his fault.
My li fe cannot be saved. His may. I am
going to sacrifice my life for his. I am
going to ask you also for a sacrifice.
Wrongly as he has acted, he has shown
his appreciation of what he has done and
is willing to die in what he fancies atone
ment. His life must be spared for the
sake of his friends, for his own sake, for
the goods works which he will do.”
“And what do you a^k of me? What
can I do to assure him of what he will
not believe?"
“[ will ask that you will marry, or seem
to do so, that he may be convinced and
return to the girl who loves him. Listen,
Miss Ball, to the proposal, fantastic
though it may seem, which is the only
way of saving this man, infatuated with
his mad design. Let the minister be
called and perform a ceremony by which,
in appearance, your life will be united to
mine. It will be in appearance only and
not for long. A marriage certificate will
be provided to be shown, if he does not
believe, as he will, your letter. He will
feel at last that he may live. A few hours
more and you will know that my life has
ceased and you will be as free as ever.
None need know but the faithful clergy -
mna and your chosen witnesses. Even
for those few hours my name will not be
a disgrace. My parents were poor, but
there were none of better, more honorable
race. My own life has never been stained
by dishonorable deed. The certificate can
he made bearing the name of Edward
Mitford, my whole name being Edward
Mitford Tyler. Thus Mr. Brewster would
fail to understand.”
“And would you really take your life to
save that selfish man who drags others
down to death with such unconcern?”
“It is a madness caused by his suffer
ing.” Tyler responded. “Few care for ine,
many for him. He saved my life. Why
should I not sacrifice that which I owe to
him alone ?”
“Have you not a love, a sweetheart, who
would mourn you as Charles’s would him?
None for whom you yourself greatly
care ?”
Tyler’s face flushed to deepest crimson.
“I will speak the truth. Boyish fancies
aside, I have never cared for any woman,
save one. That one—pardon, my darling,
for I speak but the words of otic about to
die—is yourself. The feeling that I had
but a few days to live has forced into
hours the experience of years. I have seen,
admired, reverenced, loved. The sacrifice
of my life is less because if I lived the
greatest wish of my life never might be
attained.”
“I will agree to what you say,” she said,
abruptly.
A note was dispatched and the minister
came and in the presence of the older
servants, who were pledged to secrecy, the
marriage ceremony was performed. The
marriage certificate bore the bridegroom’s
full name, for Catherine rightly insisted
that its production was unnecessary. Then
she wrote a letter to Brewster.
“I have been married this day,” she said,
“to a man whom I esteem above all others
I have ever met. Your folly in persisting
in your unworthy suicidal design has has
tened that marriage, but I assure you it
would have taken place in any event. I
am far happier than I e t t r could have been
with you Have done with vanity. Bear
in mind that it is I who speak and that
you have never known me to speak but the
frank truth. I am unutterably glad of all
that has happened and hope soon to meet
your bride. Owing to the suddenness of
my own marriage it must remain secret
for a time. Hut if you absurdly doubt my
word, I refer you to the Reverend Doctor
Allen, who performed the ceremony.”
When the minister had gone and the
strangely united couple were left in the
library it was the woman who first spoke.
“I suppose you know,” she said, “that
it is possible for you to give me freedom
without the sacrifice of your life. I would
rather be a divorced woman than have
your blood on my hands, as would be the
case if I allowed you to die as you pro
posed. You can go to some tar Western
State and there take such steps as are
necessary. Promise me that you will do
as I say, that you will not commit the
crime of self-destruction, and that you will
come to say good-bye before you go.”
The promise was made and Tyler again
sought the presence of the man whose life
for a few days had been so strangely
bound up with his. He found him in a
state of wild excitement and happiness.
“You have won! You have won!" he
shouted. “We both are going to live. 1
have a letter from Catherine, and what do
you think! What DO you think! She is
married! Don’t know who the lucky chap
is ; can’t imagine! Anyway, T am now
conscience clear and a little ashamed of
myself—that’s all! Now what can I do
for you? Want to go into business?
Want any sum? Name it! I can’t do for
you what you have done for me, but 1 can
start you in any money-making business
you choose to name, and all the old bank
clerkships in the country may go to
thunder!”
“I would like,” said Tyler, after proper
congratulations on Brewster’s new frame
of mind, “to undertake gold-seeking in
Alaska, on a proper partnership basis. If
I win, you win also. If I lose, you can
stand it, and the prize is worth the risk.”
“Go ahead, my boy! I’ll back you in
anything you undertake!”
Brewster was insistent that Tyler should
witness his wedding, but the latter per
sisted in his desire to arrange matters for
an early departure and the business details
were soon arranged.
Tyler then went to say the words of
farewell to the woman who, for the time,
was legally his wife.
He told her of his arrangement with
Brewster.
“I studied mining when I was in col
lege,” he said. “I believe that I shall be
successful, and perhaps in a few years
may be a rich man. Meantime, l will
faithfully carry out your wish in the
matter of giv‘ g you freedom. But if,
after a few years, I have won such a
fortune that you will know yours is no
temptation to me I will return and, unless
you forbid, will offer you courtship with
the hope of proving myself worthy of your
love.”
“But if you do not care for the fortune
which I have, why should I care for the
one you arc going to get?”
“I don’t think you would. I do not
mean that.”
“You mean that you would try by court
ship to get me to care for yourself?”
“That is what I mean.”
“Then why not save time by undertak
ing your courtship at once, without going
to Alaska? Alaska is a dreadfully long
way off.”
“But I promised to give you freedom.”
“You promised to do as I wished in that
matter. I do not want my freedom. I
believe in you and trust you absolutely. I
am your wife. Are you going to desert
me ?
Up to this time Catherine had had a
very distant and star-worshipping sort of
lover, but in an instant that was past, and
she was answered by a whirlwind of hug»
and kisses that would have convinced her
had she needed convincing that it was her
self and not her money that her husband
loved.
Brewster was both surprised and pleased
when Tyler informed him of his intention
to wait until after the wedding, and was
somewhat mystified a little later to learn
that the Alaska business was off and that
Tyler wanted no financial assistance what
soever. But everything was cleared up
when, on the evening of his wedding,
Catherine begged to introduce her hus
band to the newly wedded pair.
“You were for sending him off to
Alaska, to be eaten up by polar bears.”
she said, “but I have persuaded him to
stay.”
THE
END.
Lincoln as a Poet
It is not generally known that Abraham
Lincoln »ever attempted poetry, but his
copybook shows this effusion exactly as it
was written at a very early age:
“ Abraham Lincoln, bis hand and pen;
He may be good, hut God knows when.“