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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1927-11-17, Page 6w IMt. 101.1 “Naida!” breathed Nicol Brinn, ORANGE PEKOE Why be content witn inienor tea earned the reputation of being some­ thing more than human, but I am not* I have everything that life could give me except you, Now I have got you, and I am going to keep you.” _ Naida began to weep silently. The ’ low, even voice of Nicol Brinn ceased, j He could feel her quivering in his grasp; and, as she sobbed, slowly,; slowly the fierce light faded from his' eyes. ! “Naida, my Naida, forgive me,” he • whispered. ’She raised her face, looking up to him pathetically. “I came to you, I came to you,” she moaned, “I prom­ ised long ago that I would come. What use is it, all this? You know, you know! Kill me if you like. How often have I asked you to kill me. It would be sweet to die in your arms. But what use to talk so? You are in great danger or you would not have asked me to come. If you don’t know it, I tell you—you are in great dan­ ger.” Nicol Brinn released her, stood up, and began slowly to pace about the jroom. He deliberately averted his gaze from the settee. “Something has happened,” he began, “which has changed everything. Because you are here I know that—someone else is here.” He was answered by a shuddering | sigh, but he did1 not glance in the di- Quick, sate, sure relief from painfu 1 callouses on the feet, At (ill dnia and ihoe stora JKSetelTs Varnqump*, THE GOLF WIDOWER’S DIVORCE HEARING CHAPTER XIV.—(Cont’d.) “Yes! I have been wondering wu t:ver it could be. In fact, I rang up his office this morning, but learned limt he was out. It was a serviette vh-i-'i he took away. Did you know that?” “I did know it, Miss Abingdon. I called upon the analyst. I under stand you were out when Mr. Harley came. Mav I ask who interviewed him?” “He saw Benson and Mrs. Howett, the ” “M;'V TTth missed. ■ inf"-rm. “Tl • he f-a:d, I amb ‘h Road, the lin Cha­ ins cab than that in which he had come. Detective Inspector Wessex pro­ ceeded t > 236 South Lambeth Road. He had knocked several times before the dcor was opened by the woman to whom the girl Jones had called on the occasion of Harley’s visit. “I am a police officer,” said the de­ tective inspector, “and I have called to se« a woman named Jones formerly in the employ of Sir Charles Abing­ don.’’ “She went away last night to- a job in the country.” “Did she leave no address to which letters were to be forwarded?” “No, she said she would write. Elevators Lure WASHING (A Chicago man has sued his wife for divorce on the ground that she neglects him and his children to play golf.—-News item.) Q.—Is this lady your wife? A.—Her face is familiar, but I don't recall her tan, Q,-—It’s been a long you've seen her? A .—I haven’t seen, her since warm weather set Q.—• When were you married? A.—In December, 1911, Q.—Why. in December? -All the * golf she use it fprall Panchen Lama Will Install? One in His Palace— Awaits *‘Foreign Juice** ■ Peking.—Famous Lhasa, the Forbid-^ den City of Tibet, is already being “spoiled” and modernized by the erec­ tion of an electric lighting plant, but ; now the palace of the Panchen Lama, > one of the “living Buddhas,” is to see j the installation of a modern elevator! The Panchen Lama himself is now In Mukden, the capital of Manchuria, but he intends to return to Lhasa in the spring. In the meantime he has sent his Zim-ga-ba, or /head porter,” on ahead to make the thousand and one necessary ceremonial arrange­ ments. Zim-ga-ba, who made the return by way of Tientsin, Shanghai, and then up the Yangtse, announces that ths most interesting and important thing seen on the trip was the “foreign style” elevators installed in the large department stores in .Shanghai. The Lama’s palace at Lhasa must have one as soon as 'the “foreign juice,” or electric current, is turned on.. Coincides With Tests. That an elevator would appear ap­ proximate to devotees of lamaism is only natural, when one considers the tenets of that religion. Every lama- devotes his whole life to “going up”— up and up from one stage of perfec­ tion to another. Indeed, the lama heaven is supposed to consist of some thirty-two storeys or stages of ad­ vancement. Zim-ba-ga is very fat, very, very rich, and a confirmed optimist. He has one of the best jobs in the Far East, for he it is who arranges all of the Panchen Lama’s interviews. No petition reaches the “Living Buddha" without first passing through Zim-ga- ba’s hands, and the Ponchen Lama’s purchases are all made up “head porter.” Needless to say, he retains tlal commissions on all of chases, but one does not realize how lucrative the Interviews can be until one tries to obtain an interview. First ,the Panchen Lama is said to be ill; then he is fasting; then he is praying; then lie is meditating, and then he is ill again. All of these ex­ cuses are offered^jjost suavely by the fat and imposing Zim-ga-ba—so im­ posing is he, in fact, that one dares not proffer a tip. Dollars Work Magic. But finally, If one remembers that even members of Parliament in this country will sell their votes, and if one then carelessly shows two or three silver dollars—the poor Panchen Lama is quickly interviewed, wheth­ er he likes it or not. .* Gifts supposedly intended for tlio Lama must precede the formal call, but the gifts are always confiscated by Zim-ga-ba and his aides, and since they vary from jade and silks and lurs to whole pigs, it can readily be seen that a head porter's job is_ not to be scorned, This trip to "civilization” has made the Panchen Lama’s whole entourage rich, for before lie started Zim-ga-ba provided himself with bales of fine Tibetan furs. These gifts he sent .to people upon whom the Banchen Lama intended to make calls, and later, as is the Chinese custom, the recipients had to send gifts even mqre lavish before they returned the calls? Of course furs are very cheap in Tibet and very expensive, in comparison, in Shanghai, Tientsin, Peking or Mult- den, so Zim-ga-ba profited immensely by the exchange. time since i i Wilson PwbJiF’hins Company to speak of in. Every woman's Maid-of-all-work A.- frozen over and time. Through Till Springwere the courses could spare *♦ Were you Until the following spring. What happened in the follow­ ing spring? A,—The links reopened. *• * * Q.—Did your wife ever spend time at home? A.—Only when it stormed. Q.—You did everything you could to make your home attractive to her, did you not? A.—I even put grass on the floor and had the entire house trapped by one of the best known golf course de­ signers in America, , Q.—Did she make any complaint? A.—Yes; she said she never could be happy in a home that had no water hazards. happy? any Mrs, Grayson Abandons Transocean Flight; Return­ ing Here to Consult With Sikorsky Old Orchard, Me.—Mrs. Frances Grayson announced the return of her amphibian^ plane, The Dawn, to New York, with the words: “In my disappointment of to-day, I can only strive for a bigger, greater success to-morrow.” Mrs. Grayson made known her de­ cision in a dramatic way at the flying camp she had maintained here’for almost three weeks, when with only a few moments’ warning she handed a typewritten statement to the news­ paper men. The purpose of the return and the consequent postponement of the pro­ posed flight to Copenhagen was to confer, she said, with Igor Sirkorsky, builder of the plane. It appeared probable that this would eliminate The flight “I “why lost 400 feet, according to Pilot Wil­ mer Stultz on our third attempt at the) end of four hours when the plane was approximately 1,000 causing* him to turn westward toward Old altittude, ’-which he within the one hour before the engine went bad,. “I have arrived at this conclusion after making these attempts and giv­ ing 100 per cent, co-operation to my flying personnel, whose experienced judgment I have always heeded. Af­ ter careful analysis I have decided that expert opinions and further tests are advisable before attempting an­ other take-off. In making this de­ cision, I believe I am exercising com­ mon sense and good judgment.” .—,---------------— Minard’s Liniment for Neuultis. huskily. “Naida!” ne 010 10 glance in. vne oi­ lier cloak lying forgotten upon the se^’^ carpet, she advanced toward him. In India I respected wh y d She were a robe that was distinctly >e' Because you were strong, I loved Oriental without being in tho slight- iyou more. Here m Eng and -r____ 1...bTT... ?-__>can no longer respect the accomplice of assassins.” “Assassins? What, is this some­ thing new?” “With a man’s religion, however bloodthirsty it may be, I don’t quar­ rel so long as he sincerely believes in it. But for private assassination I have no time and no sympathy.’’ It was the old Nicol Brinn who was speaking, coldly and incisively. “That —something we both know about— ever moved away from those Indian hills was a possibility I had never con­ sidered. When it was suddenly brought home to me that you, you, might be here in London, I almost went mad. But the thing that made me realize it was a horrible thing, a black, dastardly thing. See here.” He took both her hands and looked grimly into her face. “For seven years I have walked around with a silent tongue and a broken heart. All that is finished. I am going to speak.” “Ah, no, no!” She was on her feet, her face a mask of tragedy. “You swore to me, you swore to me!” “No oath holds good in the face of murder.” “Is that why you bring me here? Is that what your message means?” “My message means that because of—the thing you know about—I am suspected of the’ murder.” “Oh,” moaned Naida, “what can I do, what can I do?” “Give me permission to speak and stay’here. Leave the rest to me.” She pressed her little hands against his shoulders. “Listen! Oh, listen!” “I shall listen to nothing.” “But you must—you must! I want to make you understand something. This morning I see your note in the papers. Every day, every day for seven whole long years, wherever I have been, I have looked. In the pa­ pers in India. Sometimes in the pa­ pers of France, of England.” “I never even dreamed that you left India,” said Nicol Brinn, hoarse­ ly. “It was through the Times of India that I said11 would communicate with you.” “Once—we never left India. Now we do—sometimes. But listen. ■ I pre­ pared to come when—he—” Nicgl Brinn’s clasp of Naida tight­ ened cruelly. “Oh, you hurt me!” she moaned. “Please let me speak. He gave me your name -and ■told me to bring you!” l^icol Brinn dropped his arms and stood, as a man amazed, watching her. (Tq be continued.) est degree barbaric. Her skin was strangely fair, and jewels sparkled upon her fingers. Their lips met, and for a moment they clung together, this woman of the East and man of the West, in utter transgression of that law which England’s poet has laid down. It was a reunion speaking of a love so deep as to be sacred. Lifting the woman in his arms p Is clear enough,”j'lightly as a baby, he carried her to “I am off to South .......““ ---------- ” The woman Jones is k we are looking for.” ■rring a more promising-look- usekeeper. I also see them?’’ witnesses ha turned having been dis­ again to Phil Ab- the settee, between the two high win­ dows .".nd placed her there amid Orien­ tal cushions, where she looked like an Eastern queen. He knelt at her feet and, holding both her hands, looked into her face with that wondering ex­ pression in which there was something incredulous and something sorrowful; a look of great and selfless tender­ ness. The face of Naida was lighted up, and her big eyes filled with tears. Disengaging one of her jeweled hands, she ruffled Nicol Brinn’s hair. “You knew I would come?’’ “How was I to know that you would see my message?” She opened her closed left hand and smoothed out a scrap of torn paper A MODISH woman who COAT, desires an un- CHAPTER XV. NAIDA. Dusk was falling that evening. Gaily lighted cars offering glimpses cf women in elaborate toilets and of their biack-coated and white-shirted cavaliers thronged Piccadilly, bound for theatre or restaurant. The work­ aday shutters were pulled down, and the night life of London had com­ menced. The West End was in pos­ session of an army of pleasure seek­ ers. but Nicol Drinn was not among their ranks. “In,” said Nied Brinn. Hoskins, the neat manservant, tered. “A lady to see you, sir.'’ Nicol Brinn turned in a flash, “Name?” “She gave none.” ' “English?” “No, sir, a foreign lady/*1 “In.” The door was opened again, Hoskins, standing just inside, imunced: “The lady to see you, sir.’ He stepped aside and bowed as a tali, slender woman entered the room. She wore a long wrap trimmed with fur, the collar turned up' about her face. Three steps forward she took and stopped. Hoskins withdrew and closed the door. At (hat, while Nicol Brinn watched her with completely transfigured fea­ tures, the woman allowed the cloak to slip from her shoulders, ancl, rais­ ing her head, extended both her hands, uttering a subdued cry of greeting that wn« almost a sob. She was dark, with the darkness of the East, but beautiful with a beauty that was tragic. "to ad- The ............ ... usually smart coat will find this a most graceful and becoming style. The shaped sections and long shawl collar give the much-desired slender­ izing lines, and the set-in two-piece sleeves are finished with shaped cuffs. No. 1670 is in sizes 36, 38, 40, 42 and 44 inches bust. Size 38 requires 4% yards 54-inch material, and 4% yard's 36-inch lining. Price 20 cents the pattern. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. ' Write your name and address plain­ ly) giving number and size of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number and address your order to Pattern Dept., Wilson Publishing Co., 78 West Ade­ laide St., Toronto. Patterns sent by return mail.--------$--------- The New Negro He scans the world with calm and fearless eyes, Conscious within of powers long since forgot; At every step’, now man-made barriers rise To bar his progress—but he heeds them not. stands erect, though tompests - round him crash, Though thunder bursts and billows surge and roll; He laughs and forges on, while light­ nings flash, Along the rocky pathway to his goal, He and an- Her cloak lying forgotten, she vanced toward him. ---------------— -■ __________________r-, -IL[1— — ....... which she held there. It was from the “Agony” column of that day’s Times. N. November 23, 1913. N. B. See Telephone Directory. “I told you long, long ago that I would come if ever you wanted me.” He seated himself beside her on the settee, and held her close. “My Naida!” he breathed softly. “Ah, no, no!’’ she entreated. “Do you want to break my heart?” He suddenly released her, clenched his big hands, and stared down at the carpet, “You have broken mine.” Impulsively Naida threw her arms around his neck, coiling herself up lithely and characteristically beside him. “My big sweetheart,” 'she whisper­ ed, crooningly. “Don’t say it—don’t say it? Turning, fiercely he seized her. “I won’t let you go!” he cried, and there was a strange light in his eyes. “Be­ fore I was helpless, now I am. not. This time you have come to me, and you shall stay.” “I trusted you, I trusted you!” she moaned. Nicol Brinn clenched his teeth grimly for a moment; and then, hold­ ing her averted1 face very close to his own, he began to speak in a low, mon­ otonous voice. “For seven years,” he said, “I have tried to die, because without you I did not, care to live. I have gone into the bad lands of the world and into the worst spots of. those bad lands. Night and day your eyes have watched me, and I have wakened from dreams of your klfises and gone out to court murder. I have Impassive as a Sphinx, he stares ahead— Foresees new empires rise and old ones fall; While castle-mad nations lust for blood to shed, He sees God’s finger writing on the wall. With soul awakened, wise and strong he stands, Holding his destiny within his hands. J. E. McCaCll in Opportunity. ti' f 8 Throw No Stones * * ♦ Q.—Was she extravagant? A.—Extravagant to the extreme, Q.—What do you mean by that? A.—She often lost as many as eight golf balls *a day. Q.—And you had to buy her new ones? A,—Yes, Q.—This did not keep, her content? A.—No, I had to buy some of'the fifty cent balls and she used to com­ plain constantly ford to keep her ones. that I couldn’t a£- supplied with dollar ♦ * < any children? Dawn from any transatlantic before Spring. wish to ascertain,” she said, the plane gained altitude, then « Q.—Have you A,—Three. The Wife (interrupting): FOUR! Judges Which is right? Your wife says four. A.—She’s played golf so steadily she can't say anything else. * * named the children, she name them? Q,—Your wife did she not? A.-—Yes. Q’.—What did A.—Mashie, Niblick and Cpoon. Q.—Was she kind to them? A.—-Well, she used to let them play with her old score cards. •* Q.—Did this have a gpod influence on them ? A.—No; they grew up to be in­ veterate liars, > • ♦ * ♦ Q.—yYou have had very little of your wife’s company? A.—I figure I have only seen her for about eleven weeks out of the last sixteen years. Q.—Did you ever chide her about this?| A.—Yes. Q.—What was her answer? Ai—She said that was par for the match. x Judge: Decree granted. Custody of children to husband; custody of golf clubs to wife! pounds lighter, about and head Orchard to gain failed tb gain by this substan- the pur- Big Navy Talk Victoria Times (Lib.): It is pretty certain that those elements in the States which, like similar elements in Great Britain, do not see any purpose in continued huge - naval programs, will sooner or latei’ ask the Govern­ ments of their respective countries Just what their ideas are in spending such vast sums of money on equipment most of which so ly is unnecessary. fighting obvious- ChannelSwimming the English used to be a feat Now it is an au­ tumn sport. It may become simply a feminine habit, seeing that three women crossed in one week/ There’d Be Nothing In It "I couldn’t drink anything out flask after that fellow for money.’ “Why not? He seems a pretty clean chap.” “Clean enough; but there wouldn’t be anything in the flask.” . .,A . ,......_ . .—v*,-...- - Something Wrong. Mr. .Newlywed—"What on are you trying to do?" Mrs. Newlywed—"I was reading about cooking by electricity, so I hung the chops on the electric bell, and I’ve been pushing the button for half an hour, but it doesn’t seem to work!” a ofo earth Minard’s Linimetn for Chilblains. School With Glass Walls Will Be Built in Berlin Berlin.—The Steglitz District of the German capital is to have an enor­ mous new public school constructed practically entirely of glass. According to the plans, the building will consist of a frame of steel and concrete, with outside walls ofTieavy plate glass. The partlttions separat­ ing the classrooms will also consist of glass. Tho idea is to bring as much sun­ light cheer to the teachers and pupilB as possible. To carry the cheerful­ ness still further, the new school will be surrounded by a beautiful park, visible from every section ' of the building, even the Inside rooms. If the experiment is successful all new schools here will be built along the same lines. 'Monopoly Conditions Halifax Herald (Con.): Sir Hen­ ry Thornton suggests that the Mari­ time people “have every reason to be' satisfied” with the treatment they are receiving from the C.N.R. Let it be stated that the Maritime people are far from satisfied with this treat­ ment. . . . For years Nova Scotia shippers have had the privilege of interchange of traffic as between the two- great railways at certain “gate­ ways,” notably Saint John and Ste. Rosalie. This privilege the C.N'.R. would now withhold. . . It was never the intention of the Duncan Qommis- sioners. that the Maritimes should lose privileges they enjoyed previous to the Inquiry—and the Maritime peo­ ple have no reason to feel satisfied with efforts of the C.N.R. to wipe out these privileges.----------Mfr------L__ Silence is Golden. Lady—“You said this parrot was worth its weight in gold, and he hasn’t said a word!” Dealei' — “Well, silence is golden, isn’t it?” Too Ladylike. “Nonsense, Freddy, of course you’ll have your hair cut.” Freddy—“I won’t! It’s too much like bein’ a girl.” twrttWrt* ■ The Christian Science Monitor Points the Following Perennial Joke Edmonton, Alta. — S. Cunningham of south Cooking Lake received a par­ cel of wheat in 1926 that had been taken from the tomb of King Tut- ankh-Amen in 1,922. Mr. 'Cunningham planted this wheat ” on his Alberta farm last year and harvested a small crop from the Egyptian seed. This was reseeded in the spring of 1927 and has yielded'a heavy crop. The wheat produced is Tluite unlike the wheat grown in this country, as each stock has about 12 separate heads , which branch out in a fan-lilce forma­ tion from, the tip of the stalk. The yield of this wheat from seed more than 3000 years old, is very 4 heavy, 1144 grains on one stalk, from is a some more milllng^as it is a soft wheat, and the leaves are much broader than- the or­ dinary leaf. Dr. P. Karrer, .of Ed­ monton, planted seed received from Egypt some eight years ago and from an acre plot he harvested 87 bushels, With the party of Christmas homegoers, leaving Halifax for the Mother Country. Make sure of a right royal Christmas and good time with your family and friends on the other side. See’a steamship agent to-day. Round Trip from. $155 up* Children, half fare — every­ thing included. Christmas Sailings From HALIFAX * ' Dec. 5—ANTONIA for Plymouth; Havre and London, Dec. 11—ATHENIA for Belfast,- 1 Liverpool and Glasgow. >Dec. 12—ASC^NIAJor Plymouth, x 0 . Free and Without Obligati Keep Posted On Mining Read Every Issue of ines- (Canada’s Leading Mining Newspaper)for “Mines and Metals” 320 Bay St. - ' Toronto Havre and London. , From ST. JOHN, N.B. Dec* 10—ATHENIA for Belfast, Liverpool and Glasgow. CANADIANS SERVICE C 01 - THE ROBERT REFORD CO. LIMITED Cor. Bay and Wellington Sts., TORONTO k.'- a '■•l - Cakes, Buns and Bread - DOES ALL YOUR BAKING BEST ____________________________, , . than 3000 years old, as Mr. Cunningham counted This wheat the tomb in the Valley of Kings bearded variety and similar in respects to Durum. It would be suitable for macarcon than for He Won, At the Spinners’ Arms one night, an argument arose as to who had been working ’with tho same master tho ■longest. “I’ve been working under the same * boss for forty years,” declared one ‘old miner. “J .think I can beat that,”^ retorted Jenkins, “for it’s my gulden wedding fc. next week.” Have you'been’for n’t airplane ride yet, or aro you a little Mt embarrassed to admit that you .