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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1916-11-2, Page 69,101,111. kelt k Men Wanted for the Na The Royal Naval Canadian Volunteer Reserve, wants men for rune- } in service Overseas,ln grey Imperial Royal Navy Candidates must be sons of natural horn British subjects end !:e from 18 to 38 yearn of age. $1.10 per day and upwards. Free Kit. 1 Separation allowance, nom monthly. Apply to the nearest Naval Recruiting Station or to the Department of the Naval Service, OTTAWA. ti •,�• a+ ii i, r"' THE APSE OF - ENOCH W NT O TU By ISABEL. GORDON CURTIS, Author of " The Woman from Wolves tons't C"I;APTER XX.•---(Cont'd1. „Yes," she whispered.. a'aiontla:: ago. He has kept his "Listen, don't answer for a ntiliute. ponzise until now, I know he has, . I want you to understand. I would The etrai:ne part of it is, the woman not be satisfied unless I have .every- her:elf hates him. She says rile thing. I want you to trust me, to be - things ,:bout him," lieve in me, and to love me as a W0111 - "To you?" an like you could love a Iran. One "•Nat, not to me!" cried Merry quiek-' night, months ago, I had it in nay eye "She payee speaks to me, We heart to ask you this. That night 1 aequaintanee." felt like a man who, lonely and cold, have reaelitei the freezing point in our tramps through the streets of a city, Dorcas roe and walked to the win- 1 looking into firelat, happy homes. dow wieh her hands clasped tightly ; That night I wanted your love, your together. There were grave quos- _ faith—yourself. You know the night tions to be decided and burdens to be: I mean, when you pulled me out of lifted—strange unaccustomed burd-' hell and set my feet on the high road. ens. She began to speak in a strange,` Then you might have given me pity, toneless voice, 1 perhaps—" "I don't know what I'm going to do. Dorcas interrupted him. She put Ever since I was a little girl there was up her hand and pushed aside the lock Entail. I never had anybody else be- ` of hair which had strayed over his longing to me, only I never missed, forehead. them, for I had him." ! "I do not think, then, it would have She stretched out her hands as a, been pity—alone," she confessed. child might have done and raised her He took her in his arms again. eA face to the man beside her as if in man ought to have pride and manli- append for help and guidance, He ness enough," he said passionately, "to took her fingers between his own with, want his wife bo love him without one a swift grasp, caught her in his arms,, touch of pity. And yet, I have want- and kissed her. 4 ed you so long. I have not a host of 'Tomas, tell me, tell me the truth. friends, like some men. I am lonely. Do you love met, ! Life has been so empty for me, I want Their eyes met, and the girl under- a home, where a wife is waiting to stood. A. bewildering happiness welcome me—and little children, which transfigured life throbbed dear," He lifted her hand and kissed. through her heart and body. llerry's it. "You would think me a foolish fate was luminous, his eyes shone, he fellow if I confessed the dreams I have seemed transfigured, in one abrupt had. I have dreamed of you opening moment, from a listless visionary to a the door of our hone, of you coming man—alive with manly vitality. ' to meet me with a smile and out- Dorcas heard the moments ticked stretched arms. I have dreamed of out by the little giltc lock on the man- feeling your kiss upon my lips, of tel. Time did not count. The world holding you close to my heart as I do had changed. She realized what hap- I now. I have been dreaming foolish piness meant, a happiness which cies- } dreams like these,'' he laughed tremul- ed a door upon every intolerant thing , ously, "since that night in November, in the pay she had simulated, night' and I have scarcely dared to hope that after night, the joy of a woman as i you even believed in me." she met her lover. She had spent! Dorcas smiled into his eyes. "I have days in working up that semblance of I alwva s believed in you. I never lost radiant gladness. She had outburst E faith in you or in your genius for one the scene many times to an outburst st, moment. And," she paused as if of applause, now she smiled, it seemed making confession, "I have loved you so pale and inef€ect.lar�� g Andrew put his fingers under her, for a long time, ever since that night, chin, raised her face and looked into the same night, when you came back' her eyes. l and I was so happy." "Dearest," he asked, "are you sure "That night," said Andrew, "was —sure that you love me?" the miracle moment of my life." "Was it so wonderful as that?" she whispered. "When I think, dearest, of what you have stood for to me, it is a miracle." "It is an everyday miracle!". "There are no everyday miracles," said Merry: Then he kissed her again. She turned away from him to stare out at the window again. On the side- walks the rush of city life went on tumultuously. Half an hour before she had thought the street sordid and ugly. It had changed. The street lights, now clear and white, were cir- cled about by lovely halos. The voices of the children were sweeter and gentler Next door the servant, who was still at work, sang a lilting Irish ballad. Through it ran a con- stant iteration of "My own sweet lad." "Dorcas," Merry spoke hesitatingly, "you said you trusted me?" "I do." The girl raised her head with a quick gesture. "I cannot explain `now," he began. "I cannot ask you :to be my wife un- til something which looks like an ut- ter tangle has been straightened out:. Can you go on trusting, even if I can- not explain?" "Yes," Dorcas laughed. "I can go on trusting you indefinitely." "Don't," he cried, "don't ' say—inde- finitely. I' want you now, darling, and —forever." Pears For clear, white delicately flavored preserved pears use The ideal sugar ar for all preserving. Pure cane. "FINE" granulation. 2 and 5 -Ib cartons 10 and 20-1b bags "TheAlt PurposeSugar" PRESERVING LABELS FREE. 54 gummed and printed labels for a zed bell trademark. Send, to. Atlantic Sugar Refineries, Ltd.' rower B1dic., Montreal 70 CHAPTER XXI. On the same night that Zilla Paget took up •her residence in the Went worth home Grant Oswald sat beside his desk, 'dictating letters to his sec- retary, ]Ie listened while the tinkle of 'the overture ceased "Tras Mr. Wentworth come in.yet?" he asked, when. an usher entered :'vith a telegram. "No, sir; we're watching for him. Nobody has seen him." "Ask him to come here as soon as he arrives." None of the employes of the Gotham recognized a man beside the stair of the upper gallery, where a steep iron railing jutted out upon theside street. The rain fell softly and he was muffled to the chin in a drab overcoat, A felt hat was drawn over his eyes., He emerged suddenly from the shadow to lay his hand upon the arm of a boy who went springing up the .grated stair.. "Here, do you want to sell your ticket for a dollar?' 'he asked "Sure," cried the boy emphatically. "Say, mister, why don't ye buy one fer yerself? They're fifty cents,if yet git in line at the window." "I don't want to stand in line." The boy thrust the slip of paste- board into Wentworth's hand, seized the money, and fled to take his place at the end of the line which straggled round the corner from Broadway, Enoch waited until a throng began to press its way up the steps. He pulled his hat down close about his forehead and the rim fell to his eyes. When he reached out his hand to the' attendant at the door, the man did not look ab him; he was trying to stem a tide of human beings and make cer-° tain that each one had paid his way. Wentworth moved inside the door, and glanced at the gray coupon then; he passed to an end seat in the third row. Ile laid his hat upon the floor, p :lied off his damp coat, and waited for the curtain to rate. Although the clatter of voieee about him was insist-` eirt, he heard them like a dull jargon.' Once he rose to allow;. two girls with their eseorts to pass, then seated him-, self again with his body hunched for- ward, watching the musicians clamber through a low door below the stage. The leader lifted his baton and the. overture began. A man who pushed unceremoniously past aroused Enoch from his listless mood. He turned and stared at a girl who sat beside him. s The lines on her wan face were etched,? not by the years she had lived, but lag a girlhood spent in ,airless place, amid the roar of machinery. He sat watching her with an impas- sive stare. A dreamy look crept into her face. The orchestrabegan to play an inconsequential thing in which there was the trip of dancing feet and a sway of lithe bodies. He could see the lines smoothing out in her care- worn face, Her ungloved fingers beat time to the music with perfect rhythm.. Then her hand went out in an uncon-: seious caress to the thin, shabby lad', who sat beside her. He clasped it and turned to her with an eager smile, Wentworth sighed. The curtain rose. People who sat close under the roof listened with a. tense stillness, which was never dis- turbed by the rustle that occasionally ran through the orchestra. The story of the play had grown old, threadbare and uninteresting to Wentworth, but it moved these men and women to the quick. During the first act the girl beside him turned to her sweetheart and spoke in a tremulous whisper: "She's a cruel devil!" Her eyes were bent with hatred and scorn upon Zilla Paget, who stood looking down at Merry. His guilt had been discovered. He sat beside a table with his face hidden in •his out -j stretched arms, while the wife hurled upon hien a torrent of bitter onteume- ly. Once his body shook with a half - stifled sob. Little Julie clasped his hand, but her terrified eyes were turn - en upon her mother. Wentworth had seen the woman in a towering pas- sion; now she threw herself into the fury of her role as she had done in real life, pacing the floor like a cag- ed tiger. She paused at Merry's side half exhausted. "Think of the child," he pleaded t miserably. "The child—to perdition with the child!" 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Upon the edge of battlefield, after a bloody encounter, he had .once been pressed into hoe- pital service. Anesthetics were not at hand and he had helped by .main strength to hold a, mutilated soldier while the surgeon amputated a shat- tered bone. The agony of a groan, which the man tried to stifle haunted Wentworth for months. Some time in his life Merry must have heard such a, sound and was repeating it. Then the woman upon the' stage laugh- ed. "Damn her!" whispered the lad, who sat holding the girl's hand. Wentworth smiled absently. He watched Dorcas make her entrance. Something stately and high -metaled, like an unconscious hauteur, had been tdi'giiity w was his sisteradded's o greatthe charm. This dignity constantly put Zilia Paget at a disad- vantage; she was coarsened by it, ru a ze , and cheapened to a degree. The contrast dawned quickly on a gal- lery audience, "Ain't Miss Virentworthsweet?", whispered the girl by his side. "Sweet? repeated her escort "She's apeg higher 'rt sweet. She's game, game clear to the spine. The peroxide liddy's a bruiser, I'ni ach- ing to bat her in the shoot." "You hold your hands off her, Char- ley." answered the factory girl with a giggle. "She could lay out your runty little carcass with one swipe." Enoch stert' d at the rest of the play through moody eyes. When the cur-. tain fell on the second act Zilia Paget appeared on the stage alone to meet. uproarious applause mingled with jeers and hissing. Wentworth grip-; ped the aim of his chair as he watch- ed her sweep the house with a triump- hant gaze. A brand of hate which has the red of murder in it tore at his heart. He rose, tossed his coat across his arm, groped beneath the chair+for his hat, then he slammed down the seat and went out, On the stair he met an usher. u "air. Wentworth," cried the boy, "I've been looking everywhere for you Mr. Oswald wants to see you in Iris office about some bookings." Enoch descended without answering! him. Ile passed once to push his arms into his coat, but he did not en- ter the office; instead, he turned and. walked down Broadway, The rain had ceased, the sky was clear, and the stars were shining, He tramped on heedlessly. Ile realized suddenly that he was far down town in the business heart of the city, Overhead hung the sign of an old-fashioned ho- tel. He opened the swinging doors and walked to the desk. "I want a room," he said peremp- torily. "What price?" asked the clerk. "I don't give a damn about price. I want a room where it is quiet, where there is a good bed, and where I can sleep as if—as if I were dead:" (To be continued). Buckwheat for Live 'Stock. Many farmers in Ontario sowed E more than their average of buckwheat I this year en account of the impossi- bility of getting on the land in time to put in their usual grain crops, and! from reports received to date it ap- pears that there will be a good sup-1 ply of this grain throughout the prov- ince Buckwheat is, as a rule, considered chiefly as a poultry fold by most' farmers nowadays, but with .coarse grains lacking in supply it will be necessary to consider the possible; value cf all farm crops as feed for stock. Buckwheat compared with wheat as regards its composition stands as follows: Buckwheat, water 12.6; ash 2.0; protein, 10.0; crude fibre, 8.7; nitrogen -free extract, 64.5; ether extract, 2.2;—wheat; water, 10.5; ash, 1.8;. protein, 11.9; crude fibre, 1.8; nitrogen -free extract, 71.9; ether ex- 13IG,wholesome, nutritious loaves, of delicious nutlike flavour, downy light- ness and excellent keeping qualities. For Breads- Caen -Pa t ie eel since p ed, has a thick, . fibrous hull which the hog cannot di -1 gest, Ground wheat showed an ad- vantage of only about 8% ver cent.' over ground buckwheat, and the wheat mixtere an advantage of 6a/e, per cent, aver the buckwheat. Feeding of buckwheat to sheep and horses does not .seem to have been, tried to any great extent but there would no doubt be safety in its use in small quantties if mixed with oth- er grains An account of the expert,. mice of feeders who have used buck-' wheat as a feed for all classes of live' stock would be greatly appreciated by many who have a stock ofthis grain on hand. Lengthen the Life. of Machinery, ; Fall is here again and it will not be many weeks until the cold winds from the north will be carrying snow -flur- ries across the fields. The leaves win. soon drop from the trees and make them, like the fence corners, a very. bare shelter for the farm implements and machinery. The life of useful- ness sefulness of any machine depends more on the care taken of it than upon the , work done. Farm binders and mow- ers are too short-lived and it is not always the fault of the zuanufactur- er. Too often the machine stands in the field from the time it is last used in haying or harvest until after it freezes up and in some cases even on through the winter. Snow makes a good covering but a poor preservative for such machinery. The careless plowman leaves his plow in the ground at the end of the field when he un- hitches at night, and one night the frost comes hard and the plow is there till spring. The cultivator, the har- rows and the disk are often found in the corner of the field where the fall wheat was put in and are left there till the snow, flies and sometimes un - till spring, and the owner, when he wants to use them next spring, finds them so rusty that they do not clean, and decay sometimes has set in in the wooden parts, Rust rots the metal just as quickly as decay con- sumes the wood. We venture to say that the lifetime of farm implements and machinery could be doubled were they always driven to the implement shed and put under cover when the day's work is done or when the parti- cular job at 'which they are used is completed, and when put away were looked over to see that all nuts were tight and parts in place, and all those parts which are liable to rust covered with oil and the wooden parts kept freshly painted. We saw a wagon a few months ago which was so old that the owner, a man well past middle age, could not remember exactly how old it was and yeb largely by good care in being kept under cover and washed frequently and also treated to a coat of paint annually, it was just as serviceable and looked as well as it did when it left the shop. Put away the implements and machinery as soon as through with them this fall. It is a good way to save.—Farmer's Advocate. Selection of Seed Potatoes. Thousands of farmers have suffered heavy losses at various times from fungus diseases attacking potato crops. Weak, spindly hills make tract, 2.1 The black woody hulls .of — buckwheat have little feeding value and are the chief objection to the grain as chop, but the porbion of the grain that forms the middlings is rich in protein and ether extract, and has a high feeding value. "The feeder may make liberal use of the floury portions of the buckwheat grain, well assured that they are valuable- and that, usually, they are an economical feed," says W. A. Henry in Feeds and Feeding. Buckwheat is rarely used in On- tario as feed for dairy cows, but is something of a favorite in the Mari- time Provinces. If ground and mixed with other concentrates it usuaIly cheapens the ration and adds bhtk. It frequently seems to, increase the flow of milk The Central Experimental Farm has reported two feeding trials in which buckwheat was fed against wheat, to pigs. In the first trial, ground buckwheat was fed against ground . wheat, and in this -trial 445 pounds of ground buckwheat were re- quired for 100 pounds gain, and 410 pounds ground: wheat for 100 pounds gam. In the second trial, one lot ofpigs was fed a mixture of :one-half' •gr, ootid buckwheab and one-half mixed meal, and the other lot a mixture of one- half . ground wheat and one-half mix- ed meal. In. this trial it required 405 pounds of the buckwheat mixture for 100 pounds- of gain, and 380 pounds of the wheat mixture. for 100 pounds gain. • This is a much better show- ing for buckwheat than might be ex - .10.11441.11 breeding places for the disease which would never get started otherwise. These spindly hills are often caused by planting weak seed, the result of carelessness in selecting the tubers for seed, Like begets like, and the sooner persons planting small or dis- eased potatoes realize this the better it will be for their crop yields. Remarkable results have been ob- tained by investigators in seed seleca tion work with potatoes. 'Intricate methods are not necessary to obtain marked improvement in the ordinary field crops. It is a good plan to go over the field when the tops arc about half ripened off and mark with a stake or twig the hills which show ex- ceptional vigor and resistance to dis- ease, to drought or to heat . At dig- ging time these hills can be kept apart for seed. Any of the marked hills not yielding smooth or superior pota- toes should be discarded. Farmers may think it too much ti ouble to save all their seed in this way, but en- ough can easily be selected to plant a special seed plot each year from which Feed for the main crop the fol- lowing year may be obtained. If the farmer neglects to mark the vigorous hills he should, at least, note and keep apart the high yielding hills of smooth, uniform tubers for a seed plot next year. Potato growers will find that it is highly profitable to select their pota- toes for seed carefully andintelligent- ly, as it will mean greater productive- ness, vigor and uniformity in shape and size.—F.C.N. in Canadian Farm. The Effect of Sod on Fields. Practically all of North Dakota was prairie or sod land for countless cen- turies before the while man came and overturned it with his steel plow drawn by oxen, horses or a tractor, according to the time and place. This state with a population of 630,000 people produced 152,000,000 bushels of wheat in 1915, or exactly as much wheat as was produced an the entire United States in 1866, the year fol- lowing the close of the civil war, when the population of the country was 35,000,000. The sod land had within it the elements of fertility to produce this big yield, years after it was first broken up, and the fine grass roots bound the soil particles together and prevented drifting or blowing. The native clovers or legumes had the soil thoroughly enriched with nitrogen, a very essential element in hard wheat, and the decaying roots filled the soil with humus or vegetable material which makes it open and mellow. If land is cultivated too long it loses these essentials of fertility. 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