The Monitor-register., 1896-05-15

$4,000 PURE
"Men should be what they SEEM" and SO should
soaps, but Ivory is the only soap that is e9iA5At per
cent pure.
nsP outa GAMBLE Co.. wn -
90 1900 PURE

"Charles has no time; he has his clubs
and lodges, his racing stables and dog
kennels to look after-one crowds upon
the heels of tho other-and l can't hire l5
done," with a 81, '~'because, as Charles
says, our running expenses are SO enor-
mously heavy we a only make beth
ends meet as it is. Charles scolds every
time a bill comes in, and" lowering her
tone, 81 pay Is great many without his
knowledge in order-not-in order to
/ avoid"
Here the little woman paused, so pain
fully embarrassed that I turned the SUBJ
ject by say ling I must go home and get
breakfast.
All me and alasl 1 never spoke to that
little woman again-that woman whose
"rights'' were wholly u~ndisputed.
Just as we were getting up from the
breakfast table a toomult Of shouting,
accompanied by a crashing and a horrible
clatter indescribable, turned us both
me and the dekin-to stone. With bated
breath-mum, paralized, like statues, we
hung out of the windows, with our eyes
far past the excited, g~esturing pedes.
t~riants, fixed fsarfully upon an approach
ing team Of plunging, snorting, foaming
horses. Wildly they dashed from curb
to curb. coming steadily onward, and
entirely beyond the control of the terri
fed man behind them.
Just as the runaways whizzed past us.
| managed to scream to the dekin, my
horrOr-stricken eyes glued on the man,
who was helplessly clinging to the partly
wrecked carriage:
"1f it isn't that splendid Mr.. Seaforth,
Dekin Spavinl Oh! Obi"
simultaneously the little woman across
the street who had been drawn out ON
her carriage way, as we had been drawn
to the window, by the excited toomult,
rushed to the great gates, and threw
them open wide, and Immediately the
frantic animals dashed into the beautiful
grounds, Stacked their pace, and came to
a breathless halt before the pretty brick
stable in the rear-snd the man was
saved.
The little woman They picked her
up from the grassy border, her hands
soiled with the damp gravel of the drive
way, her face fecked with the white
froth from the flying horses, with scarcely
the breath of life fluttering on the blood
stained lips.
And yet all l could do was to stand
there, with rigid finger outstretched TO-
ward the trembling, frightened, panic
stricken object, still clinging in treparda-
ton to the elegant cushions OF the
shattered vehicle, and ejaoerlate with
intensest scorn:
"Her husbandl That mani He!,
The next morning me and Dekin SPAWN
looked across the street, where the fra
grant June roses were bowling their beau
tiful heads in a driving rain, to see q tall
man, with a funeral meen, attaching
trailing pennant Of black Grape to those
heavy doors, that would newell again open
before the quick footsteps of the little
woman-never, no more forever.
At last the dekin says. softly, rever.
( eutly, as he passed his hand furtively
over bis eyes:
"And so she has died; given her pre-
cious life for another"
Eyes," commented l, quietly, as 1
thought of the beautiful closed eyes, the
dear folded hands, and the sweet smile
that would linger upon those set features
"until the morning" shat was another
of her rights - aUerly.