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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1925-9-24, Page 2E Those who have used Japan, Young 1-lyson or Gunpowder Tea will appre. ciate the superiority of this delicious blend, always so pure and Vial,. Trr it. Love Gives Itself THE STORY OF A BLOOD FEUD 7. es BY ANNIE S. SWAN. %ova gifts itself and Le not botightlf—Longfciltoef4 ..aounnsmartainworamouvoratkaraymorayeamo. CHAPTER XXIX. CHANGES. Peter Garvock, on a Sunday after- noon, pat his hand on. the 'wicket gate on the far side of The Lees shrub- bery, and passed on to the lower slopes a Barassie It was a day of April's most ex- quisite mood. A. sunny sea lay, blue and ambient, under the dappled sky, the air was full of the soft, indescrib- able beneficence of spring, birds sang and twittered on every bough, and. the far cry of the lanabs seemed to • voice at once the need. of childhood and the anewering call of motherhood. throughout the world. These two years had aged Peter Garvock so that his face looked harsh- er than ever, and the grey was about his temples. There is no process by which a man ages quicker than. by mental travail; of which Peter had had his fill. No man or woman (since he shut his inmost heart- from those in the house with him) knew what these twe years had held for him. In the silent night watches, when he did not sleep, he was haunted by the vision of a naked and devastated Stair, from which his kindred had been swept clean, like the chaff before the wind. Little or no news of the Ranldnes had filtered through to Ayr, and none at auto Peter Garvock, though he was aware that Alan was believed to have died in Canada, nothing having been heard of him since he left Scotland. jest that morning he had heard from one of his own stable hands that the tenants had left Stair, and that • it was now unoccupied. But nobody seemed to know what was going to happen next. Such an unrest and longing had • been upon him all the morning that, though he had tried to fight against it, it had conquered him; and he was now on his way to Stair to see with his own eyes and hear with his own ears concerning the further fortunes of the desolated house. As he vaulted the march dyke, re- membering, with the poignancy of anguish, what had transpired there on another Sunday afternoon not so very far away but that he could re- call its minutest detail, a figure sud- denly came round the spur of the hill, with skirts blowing in the playful April win cl coming in frem the sea, and Peter, to his unspeakable amaze- ment, beheld the face of his cousin Judy. For the moment the man was at a loss, and would have fled, but Judy came forward, lei:oiling in a quite friendly manner, holding out her hand. . "I'm not going to eat you, Peter Garvock; and I was on nay way to The Lees to see whether Ramsay's mandate held good yet, and whether be would show me the door!" Peter Garvock essayed to speak, but his tongue seemed to cleave to the roof of his mouth. Judy had changed, too,. The round- ness had gone from her brave face, so that its profile was sharpened; she was much thinner, but her eyes smil- ed just as friendly upon him as in The days when Stair and The Lees had been on their best terms. cuesesseseranneeteseseennsonweasser a eyOUTVW11 lista& Pi es Home-made mustardpickles. How delicious—and how easy to put up. Here's the recipe:— MUSTARD PICKLES 1 it. small onions I large cauliflower 1 qt. cucumbers 2 heads celery 2 red peppers Peel onions, cut vegetables in smalf pieces, cover with weak brine and let stand overnight. In the • morning bring to a boil and draM off. Take 2 cups brown sugar, cup flour, 6 tablespoonfuls Keen's D,S,F. Mustard, 1 tablespoonful turrrteric and 2 quarts vineg:ar, Boil this mixture for twenty minutes, stirring conti- nually. Pour over vegetables hot, Let stand ten days, stirring every day, then bottle. • •This is one or the many reeipes given in our ineW Cook Book. May we send you a COPY t FREE. Write:— COLMAN-XSEN (CANADA) tiMatie 102 Amherst Street 114ONTREAL 875 ustard aids agestion "When—when did you come?" he stammered. "I only heard to -day that the house was empty, and I was on my way to see whether it was true" • "You can comerback with rne then. My sister-in-law only arrived last night at eight o'clock. But she is very tired, and I have not allowed her to get up till tea -time." 'Your •sister-in-law!" repeated Pete e in the same stupid, stammering' fashion, "Thgu whore is Alan?" "Alan? Only God knoirs!" answered Judy, without a thought of irrever- ence. 'Let us sit down here and talk 'things over, Peter, for 7 see you are intereeted, and, after alt I won't go to The Lees, because now I see you I knew it was only you I did want to see. But I hope Aunt Isabel and Lucy are quite well?" She spoke these commonplaces to give him time to recover himself, at the same time searching about for -a. comfortable place to sit down on. Three weeks of drying March wind had rnade the fields ready for the sowing, and there was not a marshy spot left on Barassie Hill. Judy dropped down on a clump of heather on which the new shoots were showing greenly against the grey of a sheltering boulder, and invited her cousin to do likewise. But for a space he did net, but stood still, star- • ing down at her with the strangest expression on his face. • "I can't compliment you, Peter, for —honest Indian—you are looking about sixty years old to -day. What- ever have you been doing to your- self?" "Chewing the cud of remorse, Judy. And it has never been more bitter than now! What do you mean by saying that your slater -in-law is at Stair? I never heard that they were married! When did it happen? Aied where?" "It happened in. London, on the morning ox the day on which he sail- ed, and nobody has ever known of it till now. It might be a very long story, Peter,' but what's the good? Alan is lost somewhere, on that dread- ful Continent which stretches from sea to sea, and after that, to illimit- able regions of ice and snow. And Carlotta and Ihave come back to Stair." "For good." Judy nodded. "She says so. She has made a great deal of money, and, of course, as Alan's wife she has the right to Stair —at least until it is proved that he is really dead. Claud and I think he is dead, of course; but Carlotta says, and I am sure believes, that he is alive yet, and that he is coming.,back. She is rather weird at times about things like that, Peter, but in all the world there never has beea a more noble woman than Carlotta, nor a love like theirs—or like hers, I should say 1— for what can -we know of Alan's love or hate at the Back of Beyond!" "I have known, of course; that she has been on the, stage all the time, end that she has been a tremendous success. And. ehe went to America —didn't she?—last year, and' did well there too." "Oh, yes. I was with her. Alan was the object of that trig, Peter, and we arrived just twenty-four hours too late! It was the boat's. fault, and we were delayed by fog an gales. And there was a horrible blizzard which froze the decks and made the sea like an inferno! It seems that Alan had arranged to go out West to a ranch in Alberta that very day. By a strange coincidence, he was in the theatre on Carlotta's firit night with 'The Searchlight,' and he left imme- diately both the theatre and the city. We were able to find the lady hellad been with at the theatre—a dear, kind Scotswoman, who was his only friend in New York. So we had information about him up to the moment of his I leaving the city. But he never went to the Alberta ranch,and nothing has been heard of him since." Peter Garvock listened with the tenee interest. of the mail' to whorn every word is precious and poignant, "What was he doing, do you know?" , , ea he asked,. spasmodically. "Had he anyi success n New York? I've heard t what a difhdlItt place it is." I "None," answered Judy. "1 got it h bit by bit, out of Sean Deriniater— I h that was. the woman who had been so ' kind to him. They met ie a boarding. ! house but he was not able to stop! long there, because hie funds ran out.' s I believe he was right' down to starva-1 tion point; and when he' left New i York he had been working as mon hand in an East Side factory. ;1 These are the facts, Peter, and there h isn't any use blinking them. We never have; because it is Only through them we • dart at loot partially explain Aimee disappearance," tutned seawaraa were net :good te see "Dorit rub it in, Judy! pod God, pad to think I was at the bottom of it all! The% but for me, Alan would have been at Stair yet, tremping his own hill with a deg a- his heele, ef a Satalan afternoon, as he used to de!" Teri% Peter!" said Judy pitifully. "It len't eny good. If it is true what Carlotta says, that these hitngs are written in the book of Fate, what does it all matter?" ' "Ther e is no book a Fate in which it is written that a xnan Shell be a houed,, and a eur, or A murderer, Judy! And that' what I've been. If 1 had kilted Alan here, on this very spot, two enere ago, I coulda't have been mole guilty- than 1 amat Judy, was an rio Way amazed at the cha.nge in Peter Garvock, because am happening on earth seemed now to have the pewer to move her muele. "There isn't any use speaking or looking like that, Peter," she repeated. "It won't do good te anybody, and it hurts you. Won't you come oaer now and see Carlotta? She will certainly come down for tea." But Peter Garvock shook his head. He was not ready yet to meet the eyes that had once been his undoing, and he had not yet recovered from the shock of hearing that she had been Alan Rankine's wife all these dreary months, and was now, perhaps, his widow. "I think I'll leave you now Judy. These Wage want thinking over," he said, standing almost humbly, and bareheaded, befoee %her. "We'll meet again now that yod have •soine back to Stair." . t "Oh, don't go yet!" said Jif y eheer- i fully. "Let's talk about Othe things. I'm dying for Ayr news! Tel rne all about Aunt Isabel and Lucy, wed Meg Sillars, and the Sanderson. St Edie has written now and again, butertow that she is getting into a family; she seems to have less and less time." But Peter refused to be begailed. "I can't get over it," he said, in a voice of anguish such as Judy had never before heard from her cousin's I* "You can't get oyer what?" "The fact that you don't bear any marace, apparently; that • you can speak to me en the ohn friendly way! I 'didn't deserve it, Judy. I've be- haved like a cur—bat don't.think I've got off scot-free!" Nobody does," said Judy gravely. "Nobody in the wide world! The price has always to be paid. It is only when it has to be paid over and over that one inclines to grumble. Oh, I am so sorry for Carlotta, Peter, and I'd lay down my life cheerfully, at this very moment, if by doing it I could bring Alan back, and see them happy in Stair together !" Judy had no intention of reproach- ing her cousin, but the words went home. .She picked herself up a trifle heav- ily. "After all, I don't think I'll -go over to The Lees to -day. Yoif can give Aunt Isabel and Lucy myelove, and tell them I'll come and see them soon, or they can come to Stair if they -like. They n.ever had any quarrel, either with Alan or with Cartotta." She paused, but when Peter had no comment to make, went on again. "I suppose you heard about Claud's wedding? It took place in Northamp- tonshire last week. That was what inade us a w -eek later than we intend- ed in getting here." "I saw the announceinent of the marriage, of course, and wondered what he was marrying on." ' "He has twelve hundred a year frosn the Dublin appointment," said Judy proudly. "That is just the beginning of things for Claud. He's most awfullY clever, Peter—the pick of the bunch, as far as brains are concerned; and he has a way with Cabieet Ministers. which used to amuse and astonish me. I got quite a nice little peep into political- life while was keeping house for him at Queen Anne's Gate. Why, didn't you even know that? What a state of heathen darkness you seem to be all in! 1 suppose you know that the girl Claud married used to live here? Her fathee wan a miniater in Ayr," "Yes, I knew that much," answered Peter. And Judy- went on to tell him more 'about Claud, his present, and his probable future. But pretty soot she taw that his thoughts were wand- ering, and, stopping short, she said the would be going home. . She felt rather sorry for Peter Gar- vock on the whele. He had such a for- lorn -look, and did not seem to have much in life worth living for. In Judy's nature there was na guile,. and - very little malice, and' the,experiefice of the last two years had given her a new kind of philosophy. But it 'was a relief, when she got back to the precincts of Stair, to see the squat figure and kind, iamiliar face of Bobbie Sanderson getting' off a bicycle at the terrace steps. She ran 'forward, smiling, and when. Bobbie got his &eves off, re- turned his Warm hand -clasp with one equally warm and kind. "Pm most awfulfly glad to see you, Bobbie! For yourself alone, first of all, then for Edie's sake, and fiaally. because I want you to see Carlotta. She ten't well, Bobbie; and we must mend her here, at Stair, before Alan ernes home," "You have news of him then?" said Bobbie, a trifle brusquely, for be felt (idly moved at.sight of Judith Ran- kine, gathering. from various signs nci symptoms that the past two years ad tried her mettle more sharply han any of them knew. "No news at all, Bub she things e is coming baek, and she has come ere to Wait for him, 1 suppose, when a woman is married to a man—" Bolobie g'ave a great start. '"Ya They were married on the day he ailed, and they never told a living soul—not even me! I've only knowa t,aloosit siot weeks, Bobbie! What I leaded out to say Was, thee wben a' vornareis a mann wife 1 supposa'she as intuitions about him, Anyway, Carlotta says Alan isn't dead, and that he is coming hack to Stair! What do yoe think?" she added with little pitiful droop in her lips. wrote you the full particulate after o carno home from Ainerica, but it le • Peter Gareock's face grew- ashee in the clear April light, and his eyee, very different diseussing them lege tQ fael0 NeW Ptibbie Senderson, at the back of his nilnds had to doubt svhatever but, that Alan Rankine had joined the great anatority. III:s could riot other- wise eXplaire hie"complete eilence and disappearance. Bat he eineld not look into Judy'' face and told her so. • "There's more in psychology than we are inclined to admit," he Said geardedly. "And if Alan's wife thinks he is coming home—well, I think the rest of us had better sus- pend ger judgmeat," "She isn't well, Bobbie; and she's such a dear! The very best and dear- est in the „world! And she deserves happiness fat what she has done! She has &eyed and toiled these two years back; • and .phen.going to,start slew- ing and tolling again, as soon as she has had a ninth or -two's rest.; all for the savina Stir! .And I'rn,to Stop here, now,- for ever and ever, if I like! Isn't it splendid? So you see 1what a high and mighty trust is going ;to be placed -in you to build up and ` keep well the, woman on whom so much depends!" (To be continued.) An Arctic Patrol. Canatle exercises jurisdiction in her Aretic archipelago end is endeavoring to • a,mellorate the conditions under which her Eekimo citizens are living. Patrols seat out by the Dominion Gov- ernmerit are administering jtestice and investigating- con-dna:pies en that vast area. Everf precaution is being taken to coneerve the wild life of Arctic Can- ada and the operations of the wnite trapper and trader are being so limited • as to avola undue depletion of the fur - bearers. and game animals-. Ie. pursuance s)1 this policy Major L, T. Bur -ash, exploratory engineer of the`North West Territories and Yukon Brancia Department of the Interior, has already begun his Patrol through the southern islands of our Arctic. archipelago from the mouth of the Mackenzie river to Hudson bay. He 'will travel through this country for the next two years, living with the natives and investigating conditions on the ground. Major Bufwar'e left Ottawa on 2nd July' en route fte' Port Sniffle North- - west Territories, and from there pro ceeded:by steamer to the mouth of the Mackenzie river. From Aklavik he will travel eastward alOng the 'coast, visiting the different settlements and reeking seta -eye, observations, and other investigations. IVIajor Burweeh hop to winter in King William island whe there is a considerableaband. of Eskimo, a.nd: uext year will continue his journey, and expects to come put either at Repeilse,bay at thelierth..epa of -Buds bayor else to creel eounfry to Wages. bay and Ch.esterfield-,inlet. During his trip IVIanor )3urwesh, in- addltiou to conducting scientific and economic investigations, including a survey of the wild life and other natur- al reseurees of the land and sea along the Arctic coast, :mill take a census of the Eskimos the district tra- versed. ObseivatiOhs for magnetic de- clination will be Made by Major Bur - wash for the Topographical Suivey, and much other yaluable information is expected to result from tb.e• trip. Major Burwash *ill travel aletne and will eeeure what assistance he requires by engaging natives from each of the different tribes he visits. It is be- lieved that it will be much easier for one -man to pass through the country than if the investigation were made by a party of considerable size'. And He's Keyed Up • "Why does a cat screech and wail on a back fence?" "Full of fiddle -strings, you know." 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SC many roads we tramped together, dear, So many sunny roads in many a place, Now, tleoneli I trail the streets of all the world • I shall not see your face, And yet I neyer pa'h„,through any throng, - Or reach a place where sunny gross - roads. part, • Or turn the quiet corner of a. street, But hope ie in my. heart. • And So l'shall go hoping without rest, Seeking and hoping down the roads of Space . Until I turn the corner of some star And meet you, face to face. —Mas-garet Belle llouStou. Keep Minard'e Liniment In the house. Worth It. The railroad conductor suspended his work of taking up the tickets tem- porarily as the train plunged into the blackness of a long tunnel. When it finally -emerged, he found himself op- ersite a young couple both seemingly much flustered; and the young woman, nervouely readjustieg, her hair, • Thinking to put them at their ease, the 'conductor remarked pleasantly: "Did you know that tunnel we just came through east 812,0•00,000?" 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Directly the bees arrive znanyi thousands of them fix themselves ternosellrl the roof, clinging an with their trent lege, Others hook themselves to thee, and a eolid,bag of insects is formed. e A ,greqbeat is generated by this mass, and the result is that ernall flakes et pure wane wax form on their bodies, -At die end of twenty -tour hours the architects of the stew city get to work. They mount to the top ol the cluster and begin the foundations, ` for thin home of wax is built downwards, being sus.peaded from the reef. • Measurement Marvels. If we could watch them, as 1 have done in a glass hive, we woula see each la -aster -bee take e small waxen flake from one grits pockets. This Would be bitten end knea,ded by the p6Werfu'l jaws until it was pliable. Then we would notio the head of this, small builder workleg backwards— and for- wards, and a tiny line of wax world, gradially form on the roof. If we watched long enough, we shoaid see the centre line of a waxen. well being formed, and the walls of the eells on each. aide of it Other bees would be working at equal -distances apart on the. roof, and so wonderful are their measurements that when. these walls are completed, each is the same else; the cells in eaeh ate the seine depth, while between each wan there will be the same sPace. A few days later there are many finished six -sided cells, and the queen begins to people the new city, She alone lays the eggs, and she does this The bees work as they have never worked before. Every available hour of sunshine is taken advantage of, with the result that hundreds die simp- ly because their tired bodies oannot work longer. Their wings are worn through buffeting against the winds, yet many of these disabled workers reach their home and deliver their stores, If they cannot perform any mere. duties, they are thrown out by their tompanioes. There ia no sym- pathy er love of any destription shown In this matter-of-fact community. They must put every ounce of energy into their work, for within a few weeks they -must .gatlier sufficient stores to keep them for at least eight months, and it the weepier sh•ould keep finkreire and there are plenty et honeynnelding flowers in the fields, they will bring In enough for themselves and a big surplus for the bee -keeper. Sometimes it happens that after the swarm leaves its old home to form a new one, the briglit warm weather changes suddenly, and a long pell of rain and cold, when ne honey is form- ed in the flowers, takes its place. Itt such castes the bees will cling tenaci- ously to their new home. On Short Ratioris. Before leaving the original hive, the bees that intended to follow their queen filled themselves with honey, and each had in its small body enough for about four days. 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But to -day he counts ainong the Victorian poets, and etch master- pieces as "The Bridge of Sighs" and "The Song of the Shirt" give him is - high place. 0 lady, leave thy silken thread And, firewery tapestrie-- There's living roses on the bush, And blossoms on. the tree. Stoop where thou wilt, thy careless band Soine random bud will meet; Thou owlet not tread but thou wilt find The daisy at thy Viet. s, 'Tis like the birthday of the world, • When earth was bora in bloom; The light is made ,of many dyes, The air is all perfume; , There's crimson bade, mid wane and blue— The very rainbow showers 1 -lave turned to blossonis. waore they fell, Arid sown the earth wan flowers. There's faller tulips, in, the eaet-- The garden of the sun; 'the -very etreenee reileet the huee, And blossom aa they .run, While itortt Opes like a erliegen rose Still Wet with pear l ehowerse Then,. lady, leave ties eill:en thread , Thou lownieet into havserss