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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1927-10-20, Page 2■w a 0 rected, “I will tell his excellency’ that you are here,” • ! A door was opened and closed again and Parker found himself alone. He twirled Ins bowler hat, which he held in his hand and stared about the place vacantly. Once he ' began to whistle, but checked himself and coughed nervously. Finally the Hindu gentleman, reappeared, beckon­ ing him to enter. Parker stood up very quickly and advanced, hat in hand. $ Quick relief from pain. Prevent shoe pressure, Al all drag and shoe stores nzScholl’s paiiHssone’*’ A Personal Querie x LVailWU’, Crossing the room, the Hindu rap- How Do You Treat Your TTlbat is wlxz people insist on Salada* BEGIN HERE TODAY. Sir Charles Abingdon engages Paul Ilar.ty, criminal investigator-, to find out wny Sir Charles is kept under s lk’vph ame by persons unknown to l.im. Harley diines at the Abingdon J erne. Sir Charles falls from his <hiar in a dying state. Abingdon’s last words are “Nicol Brian” and "Fire Tongue,” Dr. 5! (Murdoch pronounces death due tn Inwt-failure. Harley claims I A* Cha k-s was poisoned and calls on Nice! Li inn to ask him the meaning (.f "Fire-Tongue.” Brinn admits that J»e Larned its meaning in India but lefa.-e*- to divulge the secret. , Paul investigates the life £>f Ormuz Khan, xery wealthy Oriental, with whom Phil Abingdon, daughter of Sir Cha.’le , is friendly. GO ON WITH THE STORY. “And outside mine,” declared tho inspector “He hasn’t the most dis­ tant conn- etion with anything crook­ ed, It pave me a lot of trouble to fin.l out v.kat little I have found out. Briefly, al 1 have to tell you is this: Ormuz Khan—who is apparently en­ titled to be addressed as ‘his excel­ lency’—-is a director of the Imperial Bank of Iran, and is associated, too, with one of the Ottoman banks. I presume h's nationality is Persian, bat I can’t be sure of it. He period­ ically turns up in the various big capitals when international loans and that sort of thing are being nego­ tiated. I understand that he has a flat somewhere in Paris, and the Ser-' vice de Surete tells me that his name is good for several million francs over there. He appears to have a certain fondness for London during fhe spring and early summer months, and I am told ht has a fine place in Surrey. Savoy Court; f 1 He is at present living at » SF 4 inquired the voice of the man in the fitting room. “Quite unwelcome,” said Jarvis, “I don’t want him. I have more work than T know how to turn out. I wish he would go elsewhere. I wish—” He paused, He had seen the page boy. The latter, having undone his parcel, was' holding out a pair of ele­ gant, fawn-colored shoes. “Great Moses!” breathed Jarvis, “He’s had the cheek to send them back again!” “His excellency—” began the page, when Jarvis snatched the shoes from his hand and hurled them to the other end of the shop. His white beard positively bristled. So positively ferocious was his aspect that the boy, with upraised arm, backed hastily out into the street. Safety won: “Blimey!” ex­ claimed the youth. “He’s the warm floods, he is!’/ He paused for several moments, staring.in a kind of stupefied admira­ tion at the closed door of Mr. Jarvis’ establishment. He whistled again, softly, and then began to run—for the formidable Mr. Jarvis suddenly open­ ed the door. “Hi, boy!” he called to the page. The page hesitated, glanc­ ing back doubtfully. “Tell his ex­ cellency that I will send round in about half an hour to remeasure his foot.” The boy departed1, grinning, and a little more than half an hour later a respectable-looking man presented himself at Savoy Court, inquiring of the attendant near the elevator for CHAPTER X. HIS EXCELLENCY ORMUZ KHAN. The city clocks were chiming the , hour of ten on the following morning when a page from the Savoy ap­ proached the shop of Mr, Jarvis, boot­ maker, which is situated at no great distance from the hotel. The impu­ dent face of the small boy wore an expression of serio-comic fright as he pushed open the door and entered the shop. Jarvis, the bootmaker, belonged to a rapidly disappearing class of Brit­ ish tradesmen. He truckled to no one, but took an artistic pride in his own handiwork, criticism from a layman merely provoking a scornful anger which hacrlost Jarvis many good cus­ tomers. „ “Yes, sir,” Jarvis was saying to 'a patron, “it’s a welcome sight to see a real Englishman walk into my shop nowadays. London isn’t London, sir, since the war, and the Strand will never be the Strand again*” He turned to his assistant, who stood be­ side him, bootjack in hand. “If he sends them back again,” he directed, “tell him to go to one of the French firms in Regent Street who cater to dainty ladies.” He positively snorted with indignation, while the page, lis­ tening, whistled and looked down at the parcel which he carried. “An unwelcome customer, Jarvis?” A pretty girl was manicuring his excellency’s nails. Ml is the ideal sweet tor cbll- , & dren and you, too. liquids appetite and digestion,'* and satisfies the craving for sweets. Not dramatically nor hysterically, but just as two adult human beings in the full possession of their Reasoning faculties, We finally decided to treat, each other as if wo were stranger— to extend the same couttesy we would * show to- an outsider to bo given a f no matter how hevior might course, at first, helped, can't be very touchy when you laugh. Looking back it doesn't seem so funny, Ono doesn’t got much of a laugh from the odd look of the plank that saved one born drowning in mid-ocean. Our scheme added zest to life and put each of us on our mettle. You have no idea how rude you have been until you, try to be polite. At least I had none. I had given up seating my wife at meals; waiting for her to. out before beginning; arising when slm entered a room; assisting'her witln her coat—- ! and a hundred other things considered unnecessary in family life. But they ’are tho most necessary things In the world. They turned our lives from a most unhappy state into one of peace, contentment and-affection. Concentrated effort,on each other’s welfare gave us- what we call ''the "mutual cutlook”—the -essential view­ point for-family life. By seeking to find things, mutually pleasant our re­ sultant compromises usually pleased us both. Far from becoming artificial and unnatural, our life together be­ came natural and pleasant. I,t is a myth that family life must be dissenti­ ent. It i» so only because of a lack of ‘ordinary courtesy among its mem­ bers. . * People sometimes blame the age for discourtesy. I 'havo used that alibi myself. It is pure, unadulterated buncombe. Politeness is a personal matter and has nqthing to do with the time in which one lives. Courtesy is no more xmd no-less than considera­ tion for others; thoughtfulness. It does not mean what is vaguely refer­ red to as polish-or fine manners. These aro often nothing but a showing off. That was the sort of courtesy which I had -had—a mere exterior furbishing, put on to impress-others'. I dropped it when I entered my home as there seemed no need to impress my wife. That was where’I was wrong. It was far more necessary for me to make al good impression on my wife than to have casual acquaintances think of me as polite. The foundation of a happy family life is respect. But one cannot respect a person who is alv/ays selfish, ex­ hibits no control, and shows plainly that fiis mind is centered wholly on himself. I have seen many marriages, among people of many kinds, and I have been married some years myself. I have yet to find a condtion ore vital­ ly affecting the relations of people'liy- Ing Intimately together than courtesy. A few- trees are riven by lightning bolts. Thousands are destroyed by tiny, slimy worms and slugs. A marriages are smashed by some thing. Thousands of .marriages wrecked, or seriously crippled, by dally repetition of little thoughtless discourtesies. I Our system was lir trial for -six months, odd' er stilted''our be­ seem. Funny? Of The very humor of it It made us laugh and you The houses of Doughton are of the simple an|l homelike Cotswold type, and are larger and more important than those ono generally finds in vfl- iages, showing, I take it, that they were erected at a period when not only the poorer classes, but men of moderate wealth, werO content anil glad to live in the country; and froia the carod-fov look of the Houghton homes they still appear to do so there. The Cotswold type of house appeals to me on account of its lion- e:it construction, lastlngne; pllcity. It is both built with stone> its walls are thick, so that the Interior winter and cool in summer, of thin split stones, sized down from the top to the eaves (the smallest be­ ing at tho top) makes the loveliest covering possible to imagine, for those stone slates.-for ma mosaic cf uirwiy greys, ranging from cool- to . warm; nor are thoy laid with ma* chine-like monotonous regularity as aro the blue slates or red tiles of a modern building, and their rough stir- . faces encourage the growfli of gold and silver lichen, further enhancing their charm. • The old builders under- stood the iniportance of a roof, and. they took pains to make it beautiful, and they made it high pitched, the bettei* to throw off the rain and’ the snow. A roof emphasizes tho shelter that a home gives to a man. . . , Within, those old houses, judging from those that I havo seen, aro de­ lightfully picturesque, though, accord­ ing to modern ideas, their planning is somewhat inconvenient, for„ it is not an unknown thing in them to have to pass through one room to gain access to another. But perhaps tho very eccentricity of such planning adds to their charm—-at least to there who are but passing guests. Ono thing I have always noticed about these in­ teriors is tho sense of snugners of their chambers, however large they may be. This is chiefly obtained ow­ ing to tho old. builder insisting on the predominance of width and depth over height. He preferred, for the samcriimount of enclosed area, to se­ cure useful floor room instead of waste space above. What a charm­ ing feeling cf repose there is about these ancient rooms with ings, brown-beamed and beams being adzed so that an interesting surface and human touch, nqt planed Into a mean­ ingless smoothness,—their cushioned window bays, with these wide, their mented fire-backs of iron, not to for­ get their spacious Inglenooks. . . . There is a subtle charm about these old Cotswold hpusfes quite incom municable in words. Doughton is a village of homes, a something aparl from a village of houses . . . Writing of one of these old. houses that he sc dearly loved, William Morris says, ‘Though my'words may give you no idea of any special charm about it, yet I assure you that the charm is there; the old house has out of tho soil and the' lives of who havo lived on it.”—From .English Holiday With Car and era,” by James John Hissey. ped upon an inner door, opened it, and standing aside, “The man from the bootmaker,” he said in a low voice. Parker advanced, peering about him as one unfamiliar with his sur­ roundings. As he crossed the thresh­ old the door was closed behind him, and he found himself in a superheated atmosphere heavy with the perfume of hyacinths. He stood dumbly before a man who lolled back in a deep, cushioned chair and whose almond-shaped eyes, -black as night, were set immovably upon him. his man was apparently young. Ho wore a rich, brocaded robe,.trim­ med with marten fur, and out of it his long ivory throat rose statuesque- ly. His complexion was likewise of this uniform ivory color, and from his lo wsmooth brow his hair was brushed back in a series of glossy black waves. One long, slender* hand lay upon a cushion placed on the chair arm, and a pretty girl was busily engaged in manicuring his excellency’s nails. Although the day held every promise of being uncomfortably hot, already a huge fire was burning in the grate. As Parker stood before him, the languid, handsome Oriental did not stir a muscle, merely keeping the gaze of his strange black eyes fixed upon the nervous cobbler. The-manicurist, after one tquick upward glance, con­ tinued her work. But in this moment- of distraction she had hurt the cuticle of one of those delicate, slepder fin­ gers. Ormuz Khan withdrew his hand sharply from the cushion, glanced aside at the girl, and then, extending has hand again, pushed her away from him. Because of here- half-kneeling posture, she almost fell, but managed to recover herself by clutching at the edge of a little stable Upon which the implements of her'trade were spread, he table rocked and a bowl of water fell crashing on the carpet. His ex­ cellency spoke. His voice was very musical. “Clumsy fool,” he said. “You have hurt me. Go” Parker fuinblingly began to remove the lid of the cardboard box which he had brought with'him. “I do not wish you to alter the stipes you have made,” said his excel­ lency. “I instructed you to re-measure my foot in order that you might make a pair to fit.” “Yes, sir,” said Parker. “Quite so, youi* excellency.” And he dropped the box and the shoes upon the floor. “Just a moment, sir?” From an inner pocket he drew out a large sheet of white paper, a pencil, and a tape measure. “Will you plade your foot' upon this sheet of paper, sir?” Dropping upon one knee, Parker removed the furred slipper from a slender, arched foot, bare, of the deli­ cate color of ivory, and as small as a woman’s. “Now, sir.” The ivory foot was placed upon the sheet of paper, and very clumsily Parker drgjv its outline. He then took certain measurements and make a number of notes with a stub of thick pencil. Whenever,his none too clean hands touched Ormuz Khan’s delicate skin the Oriental perceptibly shuddered? Parker replaced- paper, pencil, and measure, and, packing up the reject­ ed .shoes, made for the "door. “hO, bootmaker 1” came the musical voice. Parker turned. “Yes, sir?” “They will be ready by Monday?” “If possible, your excellency.” “Otherwise-, I shall not accept them.” In the outer room the courteous secretary awaited Parker., and there was apparently no one else in the place, for the Hindu conducted him to the lobby and opened the door. (To be continued.) Family? Success Magazine for September : had an anonymous article that hits a protruding family nail right on the head. It is well worth serious con­ sideration especially- in families where there are more than just hus­ band and wife. *It runs as follows:— 1 It was somewhat of a shock to have i my wife tell me one ovening that 11 was tb£ most discourteous man sho | had ever<Known. Among "my friends and business associates I have a elight reputation foi* courtesy. I am con­ sidered old fashioned in my ideas of ■courtesy to strangers. Her accusa­ tion made me mad. Tho injustice of it rankled until my wife pointed out that I kept my politeness for outsiders and used none in my own home. I don’t like to think of it even now, but it was true: I was not giving my wife even thie courtesy I gave my office assistants* In one of those sudden flashes that come to us, was revealed why our life, which had begun with such high hopes, and braved advessity after adversity, was being beaten to pieces on- rocks, which seemed too trivial to notice. 4 Few men and women have Dad a more romantic courtship than my wife ,£gnd I. . Almost every obstacle existe'd for us: no money; family and friends in opposition to the match. These ad­ versities but fanned our love to a higher flame and, when we married, we were in such an ecstasy of bliss that lack of money, clothes, and every­ thing usually deemed nocessary did not In the least each) other. It is a long heights to the every other word is in argument. The transition was not'rapid. It was no sudden cleavage that killed our ro­ mance* It was merely the endless repetition of daily discourtesies, the constant casual Impoliteness which people living intimately together ex­ tend to each other. Discourtesy is- a very insidious thing. It creeps upon one without warning and is hard to dislodge. In the beginning, one’s lapses are so trivial as to seem negligible. Multiply them by, say, seye$ £ day and you have 2555 opportunities in one year for hurting or annoying another person! It required hard thinking for me to accept all this. Even now, knowing what I do, I ilave to fight continually against the old ha^it of carelessness and casualness. I am am inveterate reader. If any­ one speaks to me while I am deep in a book I will reply at random, not really having heard. I can spend al­ most all of my evenings reading and never find it monotonous. My wife one evening remonstrated with me be­ cause I answered her remarks so un­ satisfactorily. I suggested that it was very discourteous to interrupt me when I was' reading. I had quite fail­ ed to see that it was impolite and thoughtless - of- me tc spend every evening so engrossed with a book that I did not wish to taljc. . Also, I had forgotten that, while my wife likes ,to jead, she is not averse to the theatre, playing cards, or calling on friends. Foolish, isn’t it? A trifle! Easily ad­ justed by any two people with com­ mon sense. ’But it wasn’t adjusted, and equally little things aren’t ad­ justed in families—wherein lies much of the tragedy of family life. Another small discourtesy which became a source of serious dissension was that of interrupted remarks. Each came firmly to believe that neither was allowed to finish a remark. At first Tve had prefaced our- interrup­ tions with an “I beg your pardon.” Later we would take the. conversa­ tional bit between our teeth without any apology. We would even speak in unison—causing our friends no end of amusement and us no end of irrita, tlon. Naturally the matter of inter­ rupting is bound up with egoism. So is all discourtesy. WO think so much of ourselves that we have no room in our mind^ for the thuoghts of others. This was brought fiome forcibly to me one night when,' hearing a radio program which bored me, I turned on another station. “You might have,, at least Inquired if I ivere epjoylng the program before turning it off,” said my wife. As a matter of fact I had never ■’thought of* it. I wouldn't dream of switching off a stranger’s radio set, nor that of a friend, without some apology or re­ quest for 'permission, But I .wouldn’t grarit my wife even the coqrfesy of a castfiil Inquiry as th her enjoyment of thd program. It -was not that I wished to be rude, but simply because I didn’t think. You cannot be polite without thinking. Often when I am writing my wife drives pie to distraction by making ex­ traneous remarks—nof to annoy, but because she doesn’t stop to think. Fortunately my wife and I awoke before it Was too late. We were stum­ bling along, groping through a morals of dissension which had so bhgged nur happiness that it seemed nration. But one night aether” and we talked Wilson Publishing Company disturb us. 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The King’s youngest son then ap’- pealed to his eldest .brother, also a ihember of the party, biH^the. heir to the throne was also without any cur­ rency, ■ The two brothers looked at one .an­ other for a moment, and,, desiring to keep the facts a secret, whispered a few words to one of their friends, and the friend paid, and no one in the cafe realized the financial embarrass­ ment of the Royal’pair-—not even the waiters. !l Britain’s Limit • / Nation afid Athenaeum—We have guaranteed the Franco-German fron­ tier, and that is as far as we shall go. If disarmament is impracticable Un­ less we guarantee the frontiers of Po­ land also, then disarmament id im­ practicable. In thajt cade, it will not be fair to lay the blamo dt our door; indeed, in view of tho obligations which we have assumed, it will be monstrously unfair.; But we turn our attention to our own disarmament policy. The .causes of the failure of the Three-Power Conference need, as Lord Cecil says, to be “exploded.” Whatever they may bo, they have as­ suredly*. nothing to do with the se­ curity or Insecurity of Easterh Eur­ ope; Dry sawdust and fine shavings make clean and satisfactory bedding mate­ rial for all kinds of animals. When the supply of straw—the bed- ding material almost universally used on tire farm—is short it-may bo sup- ■ plemented with sawdust, or the latter may be used alone** Dsry sawdust will absorb from two to three times as much liquid as ordinary straw, hence it must be considered an excellent material 40 soak, up liquid excreta, tlie^ most valuable part of. the manure. Manure-from stables and cowbarns in which sawdust has been used as a little has ben found to be of good quality and suitable for application to most soils, more jjjwrt'icularly for heavy loams. The suspicion that this type of manure is injurious to the land is apparently, without foundation since enquiries made both in Canada and the United States have failed to re- "" veal any instances- in which such in­ jury has resulted. However,, if an excessive amount of sawditst has’ been employed the-resulting manure might x be of poor quality and possibly un­ suitable for application to light sandy loams, under,dry seasonal conditions. Horse manure from stables using sawdust heats very rapidly, when left' in 'the pile' and the excessive for-4' mentation that takes place will result in a loss of nitrogen—a valuable plant food. It fs- therefore advisable either to mix such .manure with that from tho cowbarn keepiug the pile moist and compact, or to spread and inoo-i* potato it at once in the’soil.-^-Expori- mental Farms Note, El ------------ --------------------------------- the apartments of “his excellency,” followed by an unintelligible word which presumably represented “Ormuz Khan.” The visitor wore a well-brush­ ed but threadbare tweed suit, although his soft collar was by no means clean. He had a short, reddish-brown beard, and very thick, curling hair of the same hue protruded from beneath a bowler hat which had seen long ser­ vice. Like Mr. Jarvis, he was bespec­ tacled, and his teeth were much dis- icoloredj and apparently broken in front, as is usual with cobblers. His hands, too, were toil-stained and his nails very black. He carried a card­ board box. He seemed to be extreme­ ly nervous, and this nervousness pal­ pably increased when the impudent page, who was standing in the lobby, giggled on hearing his inquiry. “Shut up, Chivers,” snapped the hall porter. “Ring the bell.” He glanced at the cobbler. “Second floor,” he, said, tersely, and resumed his -study of a newspaper which he had been reading. * The representative of Mr. Jarvis was carried up to the second floor and the lift . nan, having indicated at which door ho should knock, descend­ ed again. , There was a short interval, and then the door Was opened by a man Whoo looked like a Hindu. He wore Correct morning dress ’and through gold-rimmed pince-nez he stared in­ quiringly at the caller. “Is his excellency at home?*’ asked the latter. “I’m from Mr, Jarvis, the bootmaker.” “Oh,” said the other, smiling slightly, “Come in. What is your name?” “Parker, sir, Prom Mr. Jarvis.” As the door closed Parker found himself in a small lobby, Beside ah ’umbrella rack a high-backed chair was placed, “Sit down,” he was di- Minard’s Liniment for Toothache. Dullness “Dull boys, whose dullness is from all work and' no play, are only wasting their time and the time of college professors, to say nothing of money, when they insist on clogging up the campuses.” But there Is no child too dull—nor . too bright—to receive benefit from kin­ dergarten training. Don’t allow the children of your community to be de­ prived of this valuable experience. The college is for the few; -the kin- dergarten^fbr all, -------------------------------------- Ease in youth is the mother of (to generacy.—Montaville Flowers, not Minard’s Lininiept for Asthma.\V Song Out. of long silence I sirig myself free, And find, in song Tranquillity. " » X* For tvho would be sad While he could sing ’Of people, Or - petals, Or anything?' —Elizabeth Ball, in The Stratford Magazine. To feel the right emotions is fully as important as to hold the right ideas and “the great‘service of religion is the (^evelopnjent of the right emo­ tions.—Geoffrey Parsonfe. 6 «* The pace and range of modern life ard reducing even domestic-love to the status of a qxnvlt-lunCh^oouhler.-^-* Rosita Forbes. T.ho small boy Who used to take his toys apart to See how they worked is ’■*>•*'** to spell sep-i toys apart to see now they worked is We “got to* * now the wan who takes his ear apart and talked* to sec wh ' tlie farm- ’myself to in the or- . -----—$——.-------- A motoring party riding near a farm orchard, stopped their car, jumped out and over tho fence'and pluckod a bag full of applos. As they passed tho faVmhousO* th'oy called out to the owner :< “Wo helped (ohfservos to your apples. Thought'*we’d toll you/’ “Oh, that’s an right,’ er called Mok/' “I helped your tools while you were' chard.’’ 'Every Meal I AND [jflNTINa aro so easy and perfect IF* you use the santc k In cl Of dyes Profes- fiionaVDycrs use. Dyes that aro put’up in highly Concentrated, finely powdered, soluble fdi'rii* No work to dissolve them.- Never any shaving, scraping or Crumbling' them up. They are^—* DYES It is estimated by the Forest Ser- v,ico that the only economic use for three-eighths of the land, area of Can­ ada lies in. the growing of trees. This vast area of territory,.while incapable of successful agricultural production, is, if permanently dedicated, protected, and managed, suited to the production of a timber jjrop which would guajs* an tee fbr afl time the supply of raw material for Canada’s v votf-using Industries.