HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times, 1921-9-22, Page 2BY EUGENE JONES
-IE series of short "-.,torics that have
btmrl. runnisio-on,i,his'paoe for t'ne
past month• or two will be .olloweci
V. Li( hY, a serial, "Every Man for
61`,1011d.'4 Cv•nacilen t3tory of
rbinano'd ond political in-
trioue witti srithshinq otimax-•-the
oort 1st.ory that every' live 'Canadian
will enjoy.
The action boqins in Toronto, the
scene. changes- to Sparrow 1...rikh, theli
up the railway lineo through t -ha
cm district "a ,feridtory that iSriow
PART II, J No. 86 left oil time, but lost a lialt- .
tapped for tile first tin., e
The following morniitg irlaWthorne honr crawling he-i:oss Big C,vprese lo-
SOUght his firenum at the roundhouee, hind an extra ireight -with a net Joni- 1, dian havelint• The local color of this
where that warthy was ltisy tinkering 'nal. I -P .t, I A1e1 , the right of way ' tale is one Cf its most fasoimIting.fea.
with engine 99. ' ' tthretlged theth. sal ' ? ;"
h°11-11 ''..--trri had been con- tures. Eut above, all It is an action
-"Loch- here, Uncle Bill', I want 'to q,,i.?t k.laLtent;on to the pos- story which keeps the reader's in -
lo you! Climb up in the cab i• a sIblilfY 0\fv:a ileue'd- The fill was wide terest from the first to the tast chap.
'
!" an su iti
, • cl. t d f the"
Thex•e was no one t -o hear. and ,so rapidly deepening p-ools on either side;
:minute '
the younger man repeated ii"ailmrine's the trestle ,had been built on triple
story precisely as he remembered lit,' rows of pilurg, creosoted and driven
ceneludiria. with the remark; through the muck to hard. bottom. In
"When 3ron mentioned spooks to the spots the water had eatea into the
last night I laughed at you; 1 aiever bank, but not dangerously.
„gave sueh a thing a serious thought. A few miles ant a Jacksonville t'ne
But now, after that tonfounded mes- tram was held, up while a wrecking
s,age from Fipps--hely. smoke! 140 crew removed same box carswhih
Meant OVery" word he said. somehow had split a siding switch. And alwals
ter.
The author is Hopkins Moorhouse,
„
of Winnilajhg, who has a continental re-
putation as a Journalist and short
story vvriter. For some years he has
lived in the West, but he was educated
at, London, Ontario, is a graduate of
the Western Univei4sity in that city,
and served on different newspapers in
Eastern Canada. In viviciness of
got the impre,seion of facts when the rain fell steadily out of a black phraseology n racy dialogue, and In
ICatharina told me—of a eel'tain P°ii" sky that seemedto lay its finger tips swift descriptive power, -Isitt moor_
tive thhlg"--n°t a dying man's fanCyon the -locomotive stackhouse is regarded as one of Canada's
Besides, he did save the Limited twice The northbound Limited made 11-11 a mast gittad aOthorS.
'When, by an that'sreasonable, little time -on the ieturn run; btit the
blIghL" to have 'been ditchedinjectors gave trouble, while two rniles
-Suppose I get to imagining when from s
avannah a- duck flew straight
into the headlight-, smashing- the glass
and snapping •both carbons. After
uncoupling and shunting 99 into the
roundhouse, Frank and Uncle Bill
walked:home together.
I'm hittmg the high places in Big
Cypress,. suppose I Jam everything to
pieve9 .to -pp inei for a shadatv„? They'll
say 'Poor Kiri, he hasn't the nerve!
He'll do better on freight.' "
Suddenly Hawthorne was leaning
Torward, his oyes plehainca Dawn was just breaking; the yards
Le hill, ouve got to under -
showed a dirty black in the gray light-
- azy'
stead! It not a. blooming ghost rm Pools of water stood everywhere, track
1 of; les myself! we're all hu e Walkers loomed out of the mist like
elfin; seapezestition is an instinct, and dejested. ghosts, and disappeared,
n its edstrengthened.—"
slouching their rounds with hunched
,' f,
' Wait a minute!" the fireman inter- shoulders. The noise of locomotive
... -,:te 1. '' f GU listen! Can't you guess drierS was half drowned by the hiss
eta/ I'm net an engineer? Has it ever of failing rain; the smoke hung in a
s -reek yca I'm Inc oldest fireman on great blanket, dimming what little
rile division with enough exlight there was
perience .
tehind r e to handle anything with "1 reckon;' said the engineer with
? Frank, a long while ago 1 the tolerance of a man in love, "well
made an any mind I hadn't the'nerve see some more rain to -day. Pretty
td standit. Firing was t11 right, but soon the water will be over the tracks
drini ,ig---we'l, I didn't want to lose- my in- that rice field this 6ide of Big Gy -
press.: I_,ord, listen to it!"
healihs Then, to clinch matters, oil
burrers earae in; and that took away
the only barrier threatening nay fu-
ture.. A man sixty years old can fire
an oil burner. And so rna.-doing, it
to -day --Will always be, .while1 live.
-
"The very thing that .s.ca:red:' nie -off
They parted under the shed of the
union depot, Hawthorne stopping for
a eixpeof„ coffee, while Uncle Bill -went
h,6ine' to bed. '
At.fwelve`o'creck the engino.r diop-
pal iia at the dispatcher's of',.ice. The
is getting your goat iloNv; you'r,e upW5 were hot -with trouale—a wash,
against a fiat proPositiondofdrierVe: ro,11t'heete, a•freight,clitched there, water„
You've got to 'deeid,.,e-44(1_stick -6 it-, ht,thY/here,,excePt",iii Big Cypess,
—whether you be. ffireefluindiectla- -"You're, lueky,", then.chief said to
month.man and loOk,at 'ddallf,eccaSion-, 'him; got the driest run
ally,
or whether you'll be content to be the division. Funny, "too! ,lroukl_think.
,another'U 1 ' a swamp Would just naturally forget
Tlawth,orne brought his fist down.
"I've got to- earn the three hundred
Lor Katharine—more, if 1 cam"
•"Oh! That's the lay of the land,
eh?" ,
make our first run
I rq
its manners A day like this, yet re-
ports have it the flood's three feet
from track level in Big' Cypress.'
Four o'clock came around at last.
Hawthorne backed 99 into the shed,
coupled, and..climbed out of the cab.
to -day; Limited leaves at four-four. Katharine was waiting on the plat -
Hawthorne saw Katharine at lunch form. They walked a little way off,
time'Sh.e tep'pearaitired and worriedand when they came hack there was a
"Did you know, Frank, there was a tender light in his eyes.
big row -in the diviston superintend- "Nothing like a woman to make life
ent's office last night?„" she askedworth-while!" he beamed, cleaning his
"Edward Adler, the man ,117310 expected , goggles industriously. "Take Rather -
to land Dad's job, made an awful ine, for instance---" •
scene—threatened the aid man himself. But Uncle Bill wasn't in a mood to
Somebody said he'd been drinking. Of agree.
cou_rse, he was fired outright. He "Women cause half the—"
blamed you, and swore he'd get even. His words were drowned by the
He swore he'd make you wish you'd ;safety, which popped' opportuntely.
never heard of t'ne Limited. Yes,. the ' Frank got the conduetor's signal and
police are going to watch hma, but the drivers turned; 99 crawled out
there s a—a chan•ce„...27 into the yards and into the storm,
And you think—" which presented an indefinite, gray
She nodded soberly. barrier. Switch lamps burned a sickly
"An accident might occur so easily yellow—they had been lighted earlY,
• Bsg Cypress" • for one couldn't see a hundred feet
"Well watch out for Adler, honey," arway-
he promised grimly. "Damn thick" said Hawthorne
And that was the last they saw of cheerfully- around the. end of the boiler.
each other before the Limited made "Take it easy," advised the fireman.
her run. "Remember that rice field." t
There was a time when 99 thunder- Presently the yard -limit sign flashed
ed through Big Cypress sending the past' Now the Limited was alone in
echoes crashing into, the moss -draped a world of mist, thundering out Of
treesee---a time when the men in the nothing into a receding wall.
cab braced themselves and watched "Green!" yelled Hawthorne as the
the track unreel with uneasy eyes. But first tower lights glimmered ahead.'
the headlight found no flitting figure "Green," repeated Uncle Bill
blocking the right a way; nor was
, Adler's -work in evidence. Lonely?
Yes. It was the loneliest run en the
division; but that first night, whatever
secret lay concealed in the depthsof
the swamp, remained hidden, allowing
the traineto pass unwarrted a-nd un-
injured.
At Jacksonville, Havqliorne and
Uncle Bill spent an hour in the dis-
patcher's offi•ce waiting for the north-
bound Limited, which arrived some
fifteen minutes late. At 6 a.mthey
roiled back into Savannah, none the
worse for Big Cypress --tired of caurse
but far mare confident. Frank went
to led almost convinced that Adler drove at back, muffled it, proving con -
had been one 'hundred per cent bluff, elusively that 99 was a prisoner of
and•that old man Fipp's raessa,ge was the storm.
Then, suddenly, there wasn't any
track ahead—just a placid lake!
"Look out!'' Uncle Bill's warning
brought the jar of brakes. The train
closed np, bJucked, lost momentum,
while spray flew from the pilot.
- "The rice field," Hawthorne explain-
ed! unnecessarily,
Three hundred feet beyond, the
water rose to the truck.S. Then they
caught the signal from tower BB 17
"Red," grunted Frank.
Sixty miles an hour now. On either
side lay inundated fields: Once they
swooped across a bridge where the
water ran sullen and yellow hardly a
foot below the track. "
"Green!" shouted- the engineer a
moment later. -
Another tower swam by like a rigid
ghost. The rain drove against his
goggles, found the crack between over-
alls and coat, rain in disgusting
streams •down his neck. As the eross-
boards of a highway leaped out of
the mist the fireman reached for the
, whistle cord. But the sound didn't
stem as pleasant as usual; the drizzle
the product of a disordered brain.
That was on Thursday. On Friday
several disturbing things occurred. To
'begin with, it -rained hard all day.
Also, the poNce lost track of Adler,
the ex -engineer. He had skipped, bao.
and baggage ---which might mean a
great deal or nothing. Toward even-
ing reports kept corning in from the
towers about the high water. • The
weather bureau tallously promised
more ram.
"Red," repeated Uncle Bill as the
Limited took the air again. „
Swinging abreast of the tower, 99
came to a dead halt with only the
noise of the injectors to break the
stillness. The mirror surface of the
flooded field ea:etched to the near
horizon, deserted except for the two-
storey structure which reared up on
the right like a lighthouse on, a bar-
ren coast.
Hawthorne stuck his ,head from the
cab as a window was raised above.
"What's the matter?" he yelled.
"No O.K. on 62 yet. , Maybe" she's
in over her boiler. Pretty slushy go-
ing, eh?" „
"How's William's Creek bridge?"
"All right 'so far as I know. But
watch your -step!" •
The limited waited fifteen minutes
—fifteen minutes of rain and silence
and darkening sky; night was coining.
Then the semaphore flashed 'green.
"Good luck!" shouted the •operator.
Slowly the train crawled under the,
signal span, .picked -'up speed., A mile
beyond lay William's- Creek.," As the
superstructure of the bridge appeared;
F -rank cut down -4o :five miles. The
.weater was oyet the stringers; there
was° no defininethe,original creek bed
'Isredreasedt'the •Pilot-dforward, felt- a
slight' sag. ' -• • • . '
• "Whetyl",mittt,ereci Uncle Bill -as the
engine gained the1111on the farther
side. "She's going out pretty soon!"'
A mile bekond, a two per cent. grade
brought the track to the surface, and
the train increased pace. When dark-
ness settled, the white shaft ofthe
headlight groped futilely in the fog
like the finger of a blind man, bu.t
Hawthorne did not slacken speed.
K now " e grinned "We'll make
up a sbit of time. Big Cypress istclry
enough."
Sixty, sixty-five! They settled down
to the roar of the drivers.. Now on
each side marched gna.ried trees, in-
distinct, grotesque sentinels of the
swamp. The locomotive lurched and
swayed, the white path of the head=
light suggested a lurid wound to the
darkness.
Behind, Pullman after Pullman fol-
lowed with the trusting confidence of
a dog'it his master's heels: That was
the responsibility Uncle Bill had al-
ways side-stepped—all those innocent
people back there, cozy in the brilliant-
ly lit diner, or 'watching the -porter
make up their berths, or , swapping
lies 'in the smoking cornpartmentS.
And, in the cab, two white-, 'faced,
rain -soaked' men with nerves as taut
as bowsttings, hurling the train „on-
ward like a mete*. '
Another hour of it. Still the -trees
peered at them; still the drizzle blind
ed them. They Were halfway across
now. Frank settled back, trying to
shield his chest and throat as ibest
he could. •
"God in heaven!"
The words were Uncle Bill's. but so
sharp, so desperate, they sounded like
an explosion. •
"Look!" he yelled. "Look!" '
Something inside of ' Ha.wthorne
froze; he could hardly, bring his eyes
to focus on the track. -
There, in the headlight, an indefin-
ite distanhe'beYend the pilot truck, t
danced. a" gigantic shadow. The shape
was a caricature of a human being,
headless but with arms fluttering. Di -1
reatly over the rails, receding with,
the rush of the train, it sped. The light
did not pierce it. Therecould be no
doubting, no reasonable explanation;
nothing was between that gleaming
are and! the grotesqte shadow. No-
thing could be except—Tim ',McFar-
land!
Frank was rigid, his laands.idle, his
profile bloodless in the 'radiance of
the. gauge lamps. He too had fallen
under the spell. The horror, the sure-
ty of the supernatural proved now
beyond a doubt, held him like a vise.
The trees leaned closer as if to gel
a better view, and the I,imited• rushed
on.
What a moment! Things to do and
do quick., yet neither man moved.
Their bodies were powerless; their
nerves shuddered, refusing to control
their limbs. Something as intangible
as the shadow itself, yet clingirigeper-
sistent, enveloped 99. It was .almost
as if the mists of the night had suc-
cessfully braved ihe heat of the 'boiler
fires and flung their shapeless 'arms
through the cab windows. Thehflying
you. are out all day in the cold
keep warm b-- wearing
• It is heavy wool underwear --thick
enough to protect, you against the
• piercing cokt--ea!sy and, comfortable,
because so carefully made."
We make all weights suitable for
Men, women and children.
Send for Tice sarivite book,
STANFIELD'S LIMITED
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of air against the. brakes. The .train
closed up, surged -forward, slackening
speed. Forty-five miles! "
Beyond the dancing shadow 4. ray
of lightcaughtan ugly, Week spot—an,
empty place where there ought to have
been a trestle! • a
Thirty—twenty-five! The Pullmans
were piling again -St the tender as
eager for their. destruction. -Near*
leaped That awful void—nearer., Frank,
.sTehlfe'- Jbhrisalteas escaregeched,4the , Virtue May Become', a,
.e.'olOtiVe',.treinhied` like a thing con- Virtues.„ can. he carried to such. 041:
-4'inned.'T'Werity Miles! They Were,al, •,:that (they,. degenerate. int
The.TAtrated'IMISf 'plunge 'yfees' is 'an nxjanie. PenliapS, the:. ciae
utodothat fittilY w'ater. AlreadY' he which,- mast
• er„ e , ,er e virtue ,o cia
ifteen miles—ten-L
•-j-`There was a crash, a sudden down -A little kindly, well meant criticism
ward tilt as the pilot left the rails.
The 'drivers gripped hard, slid, gripped is one of the 'best stimulants to growth.
gain. 'He closed his eyes. What tva,'‘',i 13ut it fs• Seldom a. critic can thin:lain
tvrong, any -Way?. WhY didn't he feel just a kindly critic. It is so easy to
he final. dizzy plunge—" slip over the line and become a ehronie
Uncle Bill spoke after a long, silence, fault finder, from whom Feaven pre -
"That was elese,", was alrehe ,said. • , ,
rnagijned 'the, mire closing over. ev • th - f
a
aue-h . a _serve ,
7s0atee:137;1chediting
miriculaus escalie;FaWthorne and the Ore such 1:4't ha's almost 'bro.-ken 1-11)
firman stumbled Irani the cab to the a commUnity, organization in a pros -
fill While behind thein Shr,ged a mass perous farming section. Her first sug-
of p-asseligers-. •• The locomotive hung gestions'were 'constructive, llont wheth-
half over the. wrecked' trestle, and in er her success, in getting the organiza-
her headlight the shadow of Tim still tion to change some of its plans gave
danced. her an enlarged sense of her own ii -n -
The conductor pushed forward, his
portance, Or whether she was at heart A Novel Baznar.
grizzled face white and drawn. -
a born fault. finder, Who can say? At Lathes' Aid: Gan you suggest some
"A washlout!" he muttered. "How
in the world did you see it in time'?" ; any rate she continued to pick flaws in new way of holding a small sale by
NINETY GERIVIii_NS
STILL IN FRANCE
SOLDIERS RETAINED IN
FRENCH PRISONS.
Givikty, of. Varioits- Offences,.
Ha ,Chrfu1 Quortfxs,
31.9*..rrPt,
.
Not so. long agothere were consulp.
able lnindreds of Qerman aoldiers jilt);
France. Te -day there are inst 111116,tY,,
Kaisq'f1
former armies remain because the,jr
in jail. Of these fhaty-one tithk „
kept In the 1-1/ilit,aphilv9p94,4'Avign9t4.
in the 'Smith of, France. tdOthers
shattered about various, „ parts ,e,!;
France on voluntary labor assign-,
_
merits. -
Friends. and relatives in Germanyi,of
the dwindled military force on,Frenhhe
soil, are constantly active' for the 4'e -
lease of the peisleUene before the x.
Piration of their 'sentences, and Gait -
man n:ewspapers reeehly charged that
they were "inartyrS," with the wrath,
J.
ofe.Franee upon them,, undergoing ter- ,„,„
rible"privation.s, in damp ,and unhealthy of
4,
EnjoyMany Favors.
.
, An investigation of the status
GermanPristiners at,Avignon, which ia
a typical Ail, tot enemy offenders, in-
dicates thatthey stW enjoy preferen-
tial treo,tment,.' and. their only ccb.-
plaint is. .their "lost liberty." hrot•
many month'e ago seVeral Germans.'„of
note were still among th'e prisoner.
On aedohnt .of the Teuton "guests!'
,the French g,overnnaent change:a' th:e
.category bf the Avignon penitentiary
in order that the prisoners should en-
joy favors' not ordinarily tendered 'to
inmates of French: penitentiaries.
They were allowed with this conces-
sion, to receive. ratiens, of food hi ex-
oess: of, the French army allotment
provided by theirkeepes, and pared:is '
book, tobacco and: daipties frOm
' „ftrAends:a.t -home. o Their. quarters, ..aea.
„ C&Xefine• to',the. recent. inve-ti -'
are light arid cheerful. • • .. '
,out 'upo'n asfioirl'ecl 'bOaror and .roll -thin
. .
-before. lining,: th,e , tins::: And , do n,ot. n- 4.1.11. io.ejsig-4, t:eted,•1„dwt-edas',713easrtosnavt oAnTt.sge7itler;.,
iS.left. to, force,. uktlicr-pastrY in.large -
1P''14161'ail'i511;g-:b1.1'.e...'131a't';:te "Cale'' 0.48dt, /vhe- was . arrested 04 sep,tena• '
tifill3r:press -, ant; air lir aci, that, none
her al, „191,4,,. at the head of an- enemi,d,
Patrel ,in the Forest of „Fontainebleau
hl•IVS,1,' aill,Pli-,14-.thefilling out :of the
Pie intro, the oven. ' This amount •will twe'nty-two days after the German re-
make upper and lower crusts for one treat fromeJthe• Marne' His presence
large pio. If filling is nacooked ,bai,e t(ihf.eit:oeb•tivj lansiaainadysit3leill'ayg.,:nlige,ww4sieaaorciuntad:
forty minutes in 450 -degree oven, re:
clueing the temperature to 400 degrees
for last ten minutes.
It is claimed that this recipe will
riever fail. It is me -re easily and
quickly mane than by the old method
Of rubbing. the fat into the (lour and
tor of the -medical clinic at Stettin; a
keeping evenything 'ice cold. Prussian lieutenant named Erler, sen-
Mpee power to every discovery that
tenced for burning' inhabited houses,_
eisaaua,elist•ytilrao a.,nd labor but 'sacrifices iio
and 'Lieutenant Aviator Birkner; cele-
brated among prisoners for his obstin-
acy in refusing to salute French. of-
fieeKS.
„ Germans Misrepcestyit Conditions
Unclein charge of Avignon de -
Uncle Bilrpointed to the splintered. the methods of work until the (Es: baz6.ar? • ''
1 - ' couraged promotors of neighborholid A Pedler.'s Farade 'is novel and take
ntrieeadtotha a, tat:de:. ro nchargestheotredr hheaenna,b Nadal:.
-
Not a wash -out ---a deliberate at- enterprises are all' ready' to give `ti.P'. not require booths., Those who
. tired that the government has order-
erript to ditch ps. That was done With p,art ,clress- up to represent 'peddlers
Pecha,bly this woman has Ito
Yhariatel" • '' ' . ' '' more harm, though, than her neighbor (both men and women), and plaoe ed treatment which is,, if anything, too
4:13-11,thili,'0-1--;:now,,,, h-nterposed Raw' who finds fault with her family: Every tjicin wares in ,ban,keLs,, packs and lenient. 'limy cited that 200 prisoners,
square:, Another 374rd.-or .50—", ' • • feet, no children faultless. But sstilrY parade ,of thes,o• "merchants"
opens with .a held at Avignon last December , dis-
horne 'grimly. "Adler sadd-he'd-gef ,woman knows that no husband. iS per- push -carts. The sale
healed bur.sed 10,000 francs to, local store-,
t
• land- heOpers for their Christmas supper, .
" A shiver swept over the crowd. But be forever telling them about it'? b
the unifermed, man's horror was eclap!, Psychologists, tell us that the beat way j organ, if it is , , •' i paohhhhe to 'mho onch-which was a gala event.
.• y an orgaii-nr n er earryine. aed,,JHbLrthih'ie.rncuer,loyseitilyeeil'eldn;; hqx-e seen, rao,th,ertehunpbyis.s.b., yes,spin%.a.i,s;,anuarttsxrifefestj drnesagLe.,6,, Tiloy03,:tikaIg]i,lithjbd,orier,ceo„--isirgadicyd_toe ,nqA,Iniii.jilapveesrtiogfaptberrifsoil-1„rr:aotIeeao;ji_uhneisavftiesTrt-
t build • ' b • • • 1; IA I h •
s
a:waY1 this woman and she has many conies organ -grinder throughout the even- to Avignon :a. few days ago:
„
Wthahatthwolaentilzeyeelhu-Vdr,.ed feet , _ l
t '.---7; r entions -a ood thin i h 'i. in 1 is a .1 ' tra- 'ell "_`The prison of Avignon, „built along
„The Yolidg erlen,,,e, 6,1" 14ughed clueerf about oasny'll'90f,aen; family, but' Q-'0,..finng_ nnieg,s'. '°1!_cCi.thgi.sul),caril- 1:10.tp",fiasolasi' s,rnn,Yg.ePd,1-jh the celebrated. ramparts quito.closedto ,
the Rhone, at .the foot of the forine ;
1'' ' . ' their' •
' "Th,at—thing in the headlight wave ally harps on, shoitcorairigs'. group of musi,cia.ns might s,Crt7e as a - 1
Pope s gardens, has' the legitimate r&
ed me down. See!'-' ... That, win". -n is giving, her children street band, producing music on real
Passengers' and„ erew. locked up• j a reputetien,they will hate 'hard work or fake instrunients, but remern6ering petuotilastf°1'ifinV'n'il'aerrae.tilieriosfaat'heiamrsrtans-Paae:d"
Over' them hovered The shaciew, liy,iniaoi,iii. They are already looked te"p,ass the hat" 'between nufiibers.
strartgely alive; Yet:•:With no more j „. ee• le haea e ene pa 1...z en_ The. directo,r of the special, ;depot of
sub-- I up'on in the community as future laJahl , Aft - tl " d " '-' cll
• th e 'Prisoners of ., war allowed , ma to
OtherS were- Count Strachwitz, an
whose peoperty in ,Upper„ Silesia twe,n-
ty-five Pelee wereeshet recently; Hein-
rich. Langsdorff, grandson, of Ge.nern,1
okrdenne, Military earreseendent of the
"B.eriiner Tageblatt";,Dr. Rollin, diree-
s taTnheee thanehduettheer nivi thetha inai6riai pr- e
visit the cells. He even permitted me
citizens,; When as a matter of tact they eavor 'a• se eir wales hint i
son. , also, he kfiecti:oifOthine of rriin are only normal, average children. ,No the methods of real •pedier's in oardne ' '
to onstion the prisoners. 'What are
child ever (ivet;Whelths its 13§reht§'*ith to create merriment. Sandwiches Can the crintes file priso_ifo,rsare guilty
i,FNaorni:riends'e.i"-be'''s'feefied' .. "Let's: have gratitude for its daily hare. ' TSte, be." be Sold from a , basket carri d b '
thing but a deaf stucktothe, glass!" land butter, 'she ref.er, s' to 'thoni as mon- peanut bars, marshmallows, other -,
dew? Loalt at y',Ourdli,eadlight--no-=1 thanking their mother for their bread 7boy"„ Another "train -boy" could ,eelli 6;ie_s.,,R...t . i ,
Sure „enough, ontlie.13.0":‘,Verf141 lens ' trs , of in, gratitlicle., '• And where is package candy and sweet -chocolate.
he truth. You didn't Stop'for a ,sha•-1 cabse these Childre# are not 'constantly man dressed to 'represent ae ".trayina-11 t°:::e::, a',:s7ucis-alli,ront:, a. 1-1;:a.' ..,!, ,...irlei cae,n;,,a, iidial fiat aerrne;"
.gister, .and read on th ah i
,,Ns.r e c xi,r) go-fit'erzalcine8s,, , ,afgo ari.4.1 ne,->.1. 1:y,,, debcaep..h.doeYc.,;
was a small object÷a;',._,le,af,Leiet,he'5:1,ItEa,,,Thden j tshenehild, whe. hops but ef „bed; in , the Ice cream eauld be sold fro rt a ' h , robbeides,- burn, rig of nu,,,.' es ' 'viol :
held' by. the rush uf,:th-e -,hiiin , '''`•,d} morning and rushes, to mother clam- esrt and ,,hould , be served on paper - t'Ion of .hrh'h'es .as' -f: - h '''"! ' a
glances,' git tveradbiafid mani.,ali,aertaxinch];..n-alid 1 oring to be ,given. work to „de.? I've plates made eaten with tin Spoons..., A "The 'German Preis and...the govern..
fluttered to the pilot., and -sale shadow het- to see a llealthY baY or girl who woman ,earrying a basket containing,
•offered, - ' , - o . cakes. ,s - si -1, . , . - , „ ,
I voluntarily to do -chores r ; „heal be near ,t hand. Othere °I's of the
German pmpire show, -bad
d18haWPPeellaesdn'01pped the- conductor, "how j -wasit:dishes., until months of habit hod baskets sltouid be filled with aprons, j getritillic.aeb.inityncotfretphoognpirzilsrrognetrase octrin;2vulga.1
about it?. Loosen ,u/i !" , I made -the job sedin -natural: • The pro- iron-holdere, t4a-tONVOIS fancy-W(111r I • ' '
Uncle Bill flushed yln ' e •
thingin the s.eirchlight was to blame
--the thing they called Tina's ghost.
. Thai's shadow, headless, animat-
ed by an unearthly power, was rout-
ing the last doubt of engineer and fire-
man; they faced irrefutable, blood-
rhilling'proof—such. iiroof as is only
OffOred fillOSC about to de.`
Die! Ain, Frank's brain word
nornially again. The word had broken
the spell.. He thought of old man
tvarning; that was tangible, a
"Stop !ler!" T_Triclo liOice came
thin with fear. "For h coven's sake,
Eton her!"
Hawthorne mechanically strainel at
the throttle; there was the irrievert jai7
,• , • !Penalty ,c Ten. is to d,a.h out to notions an'a flow,41-s if tbe:,r are. tepth,,e're justly, and'in
"Go- on run along ba.cic' to your play, if th 1.1,t, hhine h d pro -ahle , . a,17 a InTilsi:rePresendhg ti Porhalis t0.0 .110Pullmans Havnes Frarak told you .
te„.., when., you. 'dragged -then! in. 'o'
lin IV hyeiniart S.,
and' I'm tellin" lwas Tim ria..nd. • wet), yoa d think there was something. m!narcro L
the' matter with them. New; wouldn t.
"Who's. Tim 'McFarland ?"
rizzled firm/Tart moppe,c1 Ins you.
No Wonder,
The g . s District Visitor—"VVell, ono must do
face rwith his recl handkerchief. ', , Yet, beeause this weirtan's" Children 4_,,,,,,,,ing fa,: ill° opmoring j poor.
ss
'`,41\l'obodY in Particular; .he used to are _healthy young animals and objeCt ,:`,''.'"'"" • ,
Frien d—"But are yen sure, they do
• ' , , • saffer?"
ten Ye'a,,,Ts-i' ''. • the fact t. children are laz and
11' Ed'
drive the Limited, but he's dead these to being broken to harnes,s !ihe beivail,s
t acthather
cauEgvhetn.tu'aHeY .cort'f;1;:e.,1 t-rwe'rre,c•kwi:sg. idle. Bewailing at home would bebadbad yes,
ViSlt
the trestle, and received A life sen- enough, it would 'go- fax toWards mak- 'die',"
tence„ As for Frank, he and Kathar- ing the children lazy, but totelltheir
inc are married, while over their man- faults to the world in little short of
tel hangs 'a singular trophy. It is a crimn.al. ,
small leaf under glass and 'handsomely '
framed. Below are the words: Keep Minard's Lii'llnient In the house.
The Shadow Ghost.—In memory of
Father and Tim McFarland." A "Never Tail" Pie Crust.
• ' (The jEnd.).- .
-.Cpaetry Made with hot water! •We
ask you --the experienced cooks,'----ehn
you think oPanythine• More ide? Here it
3/2 cupful shortening (14 cupful but-,
,The used cr dettir ,who 3,011 ter' 611f al latd)'L 1/2 h°t
what' they are 1)1(1.TO'S:
,y.Siki0 Epet„
ell's,
402. )(ONCE; ST,
Pcycy1n ntock.
BreakeyTORONIO
m'e"'ti"d 'rtaner,,
how 'ahoy rdn Insteao et 'taikiax n.hoat (boiling water), 21,', cup•ftils_flour, 'Ad
toaspobriful halc.ing Towdet tea-
spoonful
spoonful "alt
the sla-ortcnirrg 'With llao
water hy aciclin,g the latter only a hit,
ISSUE No. 38—'21i
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at, a -time. 141.ix the salt, and linking'
„
powder aa1h the, sifted flail-. and stir
this .intro.the butter and 1'V 4 -X% Turin
Pensiens :1170 being, pald to three
and a half inillion )11021, WOOlell and
Children by the Briti;411. Ministry of
pensions.
•
, Don't overlook these ine buying,
-
()or travellers Ita,ve the Samples. -
We 111,Y,O„ilio,•Stoolt.,
Torcarn falty OctpdA
'€o.t Lt€17: '••-••`':—":. •
V',-' ;l: CalY. ,
Vicifirrotpn St,„ E„ Torontai
nevolent treatment their fellow -come
•-tryinen are subjected to,"
September.,DrAys.
Septentber days—Septemher
„ .
Ail' autumn fields Are eallin.
O'er woods tlieee jhangs a piirple haze
An' ticerns are' a-fallinh, • j
Where squirrels' in the trees so high,
111 tbeir wee paws are liotdin'
The nut to ciat—oh, such a teeat—
•
A sight for your beholclinh •
Across the Ileid.s the Bob White yields
11 s niating call so"oheary,
Which plainlysays his wife he shields
ty that call clear an' merry,
Ere long the punkin's golden glovv
\Vitt 'brighten up the stubble,
An' ples,,that inother inaltes you, isnow
'Will banish card an'etrouble.
September days, September rlaye,
An" seller)1 bells gladly ringin',
, -
Si' boys ,and' girls,,with happy -wci37s,
• ; aneeirceeres, to `winds are
...s..goic the huntsman's
Will on the afr be faillte;
"The autonn.'s here, the diet*
• je The Y.ik'ai.`,.'"(1;„iV001114