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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1926-9-16, Page 2TE T8d 1 is the outstaltndina leader in Canada* late sa'''t eat eselaiaass THE POISONED GIRL I, Once again and a summer night and is sky spangled with stars. Under such fifties adventure is common, because overs, murderers, thieves•, all feel the Lure of warmth. It was one o'clock 11 the morning;; I had been out, there- fore, only an. hour. I wandered a while in Bayswater, :where little hap - ,pens, along Edgware Road, where ad- venture is somewhat crude. Now I was slowly crossing Mayfair, stopping in Upper Brook Street to listen to the strains of a string quartette, which one could occasionally hear through the conversation of two hundred peo- ple and the clink of tumblers. Then I passed into Grosvenor Square, wait- ing for a moment, observing the taxis, sometimes glimpsing their freight; once there flashed past me, thus, a pink evening frockneatly surrounded by the black arm of a dinner jacket. I was just going to pass on, when, across the square, against the rail Ings, I perceived a figure, all in white, which stood there motionless. By star- ing intently, I found that it was a woman in an evening frock, hatless, who was holding on to the railings by one hand, whilethe other arm hung motionless. I was surprised. Grosvenor Square is a bad place for a meeting, except perhaps for a h usemaid. The house- m'aid's mistress, equally adventurous but more prudent, would hardly make an appointment against the railings of Grosvenor Square. I watched the woman for at least two minutes, dur- ing which she did not move at all. Then I observed that she was not alone that is to say, five or six yards away stood a. nian in evening dress, a !light coat over his arm, a gibus on his head. My interest became keen. Who were these partners in a silent drama? As I crossed the square the woman's attitude did not change. She hung on to the railings, one arm outstreehed, her body erect. Her head was a °little inclined, but I was struck- by her beauty. She was tail, very slim; the outstretched arm was dead white; a bistre shadow lay in the hollow. Upon the slender neck sat a neat round ;read, clesely coitfed with smooth black hair, upon which in daylight must run blue lights. The eyes I couid not see, but the black lashes threw shadowy crescents upon the pale cheeks. ,Straight nose, and a. mouth made red- der by her whiteness. Her garment, some soft white silk trimmed with sil- ver, her filmy stockings, the small shoes, all this was intensely* delicate. Then 1 perceived that her shoes were made of white feathers. I was amaz ed, for I knew that this suggested ex- treme xtreme luxury. What was such'a girl, for that is what she was, doing like this, gripping the ratings of Gros- venor Square? And : why, also, did that man stand by her silently?, "I say." I remarked to the girl, then broke off', feeling that I ought to ad- dress ddress the man first. I turned to him: "Anything the matter?" I asked. There s Treat for you and your children. its the Peppermint sugar jacket and another in the Pepper. ita1irat- 1avorcd gum inside. Utmost value in long 1•a-s.t•i•n»g delight, WRIGLEY'S aids digestion. and makes the next cigar taste, better. Try it. Ccl85 itiSUg NG, 3/--'26," "I don't know," be replied.. The sneerer was surprising, but I was preoccupied with the girlso now it was to her I spoke: "What's the matter? Are you all right?" She did not answer: "Are you feeling ill?" I asked. She made not a single move- ment, It was as if she did not hear me, as if her spirit were removed into another realm. I felt indiscreet, but her attitude was so strained that I knew I could not leave her like this. So again I begged her to say what was the matter, whether anything was wrong. She filled me with nervous excitement, so that at last I took the small' hand and tried to remove it from the railings to which it cling. Then she spoke. In a muffled, low tone she said: "Let me alone," "I'm sorry," I said. "I don't want to butt in, but I'm sure there's some- thing wrong." "Let me alone." In despair I looked to the man: "What's the matter?" I asked. "I'm sure there's something the matter." "I expect there is," he replied. I stared at him, surprised. He was about forty, rather fat, well dressed; he was one of those rather red, goggle- eyed men. Yes, goggle-eyed: they just ... we:', goggle. "How do you mean?" I asked. "Don't you knew the lady?" "Never saw her before in my life. I just noticed her standing there and earn across, just as you did." Completely flabbergasted, I turned to the girl again. "Look here," Isaid, "Poison!" I cried. "What poison?" "I can't leave you here all night. Don't you see I've got to do something? What's your name? Where do you live?" "Let me alone," she replied again. "I don't want anything." Her utter- ance was -thick, so dreamy that I won- dered whether she were sleep -walking. "We -1," I said, "I. must do some- thing. Anyhow, you can't stand here. Come with me; we'll find a policeman and see what can be done." While so eakin I mina d wlth . an effort to sp g $e unclasp her fingers from the railing. She struggled with me then and sud- denly said: "Go away. I want to die. I've taken poison!' "Poison!" I dried. "What poison?" She did not reply, but now I could connect her dreamy state with one of the soporifics: laudanum, or cocaine, morphia perhaps. "Quick!" I said to the man, "hurry up. We've got to find a cab end get her to a hospital." The girl no longer struggled, but had fallen back against me, obviously stupefied, After a moment's hesita- tion, the man lumbered across the square. I followed hini, holding up the girl. The man hailed a passing taxi, feebly and in vain. Finally another taxi took pity on us and stopped. "Middlesex Hospital!" I said to the driver, The fat man was quite close to us, and as I helped the girl in I; could not help saying to him: "LQok hare, you were there before I was. Why didn't you do anything?" "Oh, well," said the roan, goggling a last leok at my harden, "one doesn't want to get mixed Yip." Well, I was ' properly mixed up,. speeding in a taxi toward e, hospital with an entirely unknown, beautiful girl, attempting to aleep. -1 fought for her life, shouted to her, shook her, pixt thed her, to elialoigher,•,Mat of her fetal lethargy, And I succeeded, for she cried out, struggled, tried to jump eu't of the cab,. She was very close to oto, and . , . in my ureas. 1 am ashamed to own it, but at that mo' Meet., pity her as I might, fear for her aa 1 did, I could not help being affect- ed by her grace; 1 could not resist the delicate charm of her suave scented- ness, r am not given to deeds of heroism, but I say that it was heroic of me not to kiss the sweet red lips which lay so close to mine. And yet human nature is merely human . It is a good thing that from Grosvenor Square to the Middlesex Hospital the diatanco is short, II, I called at the hospital next morn- ing, a little before eight o'clock. T had some difficulty with the porter, who refused to recognize me as having brought anybody there the night be- fore, Fina:'ly, after interviews with the secretary and the registrar, I was led into a ward by a bored nurse, whose attitude suggested that here were lots of women, and that I might pick outone that I fancied. She went away immediately, leaving me by the side of one who was no longer a sleeping beauty. The beautiful black hair was plaited; she was listless; there were lines of fatigue upon her face, but it was entrancing at last to see her eyes, soft, very deep brown eyes. A white hand lay outside the coverlet. I ventured to take it. "Who are you?" she asked. I told her niy name. `Well, I .don't ;now you." "Oh, yes, you do. I'm the man vho found you last night ,against the x3adi- ings, and brought you here." She reflected. "Yes, I remember somebody now." Then, in the same even voice: "What did you do it.for?" "I couldn't leave you there to die." "Why not? Am I not entitled to die if ,I like?" I did not reply; to die is certainly'.a human right. She went on: "Of course, it's always the some thing. One never gets what one wants." Her voice rose: "Oh, wiry didn't you leave ieie there? I shan't have the pluck to try again." While I was, trying to console her, the Sister in charge, who was cross- ing the ward, came to us,• and with brisk optimism which her profession cultivates, remarked: "Well, young lady, and how are we_ doing now?" As there was no reply from the pa- tient, the Sister turnedto me and said: "It's been a narrow squeak, but she'll be all right now. As soon as we got her, we gave herea little dose of apomorphine; we washed her out with a salt solution. 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He car- ried a bunch of flowers in his hand, and when discussion became hot lie looked at it and smelt it.' That bunch of flowers is a revela- tion of the man Luther. ` Though 'a Doctor of Theology, he kept close to flowers and birds and little children. "I have one preacher," he once wrote, "that I love better than any other on earth; it is my tame little robin who preaches to me daily. . After he has taken his fill of crumbs he hops to a tree close by and lifte up his voice to God, and sings his carols of praise and gratitude, then tucks his Little head under his wing and'gQ s to sleep, leaving to -morrow to look after itself." As the robin helped,, so the flowers` heaped, -helped him in calmness and. self-possession. I have often wondered what the flowers were—likely enough a. few fragrant wildings plucked on the way. It was July and the fields and way- sides of Germany would be clothed in bloom. 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The ship Tolled easily with a • long hissing sigh _like to great exhalation of breath, and trembled with the beat of the propellers. Up on the bridge the man at the wheel stared straight ahead, silent and motionless, moving the wheel over with only a movement of the hands and arms that detracted nothing from his immobile watchfuI- oiess. The mate leaned over the rail like one 1n profound meditation, his yes following the sailor on watch on the fa'e's'•le-head as he walked to and fro and.gazedout over: the sea in front. Two men from the watch be- low came up out of the fo'c's'le and walked toward the galley door; from the :galley" door they walked slowly back 'toward the fo'c's'le, waiting for the cook to give the breakfast call, and as they walked they conversed in low tones, their voice's pitched' to the.hush of sea and sky.and _ship. Whatever it was they discussed their voices were. slow, solemn, sonorous, and the wound of their footsteps on . the deck were measured and muffled. Then with almost perceptible rus- tle, the soft gray, radiance was pierced with a long rosy path, and .at the end of the path the rim of the sun came gently up`out of the sea, sky and sea become diffused with its radiance. The black water 'changed to a deep blue and the soft shimmer of the ship's wakechanged to a clear, bright white- ness The'bell on the fo'c's'le -head struck sharply and the two men retureed from the galley bearing pans and ket- tles' that smoked. As they entered the 1e'.c'-a'le'voices called out and a bustle of'sound arose. The roan at the wheel glanced around, the mate straightened: up and walked across the bridge,, a lit- tle stir seemed to run through the whole ship with the first tint of red. Hard Luck. Disoansolato Wooden SolthIer--"How can a fellow "end it all" when he won't sink." Mlinard's Liniment far toothache. There is no spot : in Great Britain which is not within eighty miles of the sea. s :M a:,,. 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IT MUST SATISFY you on its quiet, smooth running, 7, IT MUST SATISFY you In' • everything you expect' in a Power Washer. Ottawa to. ! ' A C NDUSTRY O PACIFKC COAST PRODUCES 400 'TNS OF BONE MEAL ANNUALLY African Countries and Japan Buy Large Quantities of Whale Meat Canned in B.C. The taking of whales and the sem* ing of :by-products from their oaree- ses is now a recognized axtd• well ee- tablished industry on the Canadian Paclflo coast. In the summer .montate three whaling stations are operated in British Columbia, one station being • on the west coast of Vancouver Is- land, one at Rose Harbor sttuated on . the south end of the Queen Charlotte Islands, and the third at Naden Har- bor on the north end of the same, is- lands, During the past twelve years <. 7,619 whales have been taken lay the British Columbta whaling fleet, tie* largest yearly.catch being 1,198 an the smallest 13?. During the year '1925, 269 'whales were taken' and pro- oeesed. There are signs that the whaling in • dustry on the British Columbia coast Is becoming more active and profit- able. This year, for the first time in the history of whaling there; a sea-. plane 1s being used in the prosecution of operations from the base ttt Roso- Harbor. In the spring, too; forty perienced Arctic whalers were brought from the Old Country and engaged for work with tbe whaling fleet, supple- meriting its activities. They have been settled on small farms on the west coast of Vancouver Island, simi- lar to the crofts they occupied in the north of Scotland, where they are able to combine the pursuit of agriculture with whaling. Has Many Utilitbes: In the old days whales were hunted for. their bone and oil alone. To -day the utilizatiou of the meat is an im- portant phase of the industry. Though certain prejudice still exists against the use of whale meat for human con— sumption on the American continent it has long been favorably regarded else- where as an article of diet. The old American whalers, regaled themselves on tasty whale scraps while on the . chase and the Eskimo has long regard- ed the stranding of a whale on his share as a beneficial, act of providence. The Japanese have long appreciated whale meat as an article of diet, and the Scandinavians relish the flesh of , the mighty mammal. In the food short :age which existed during .the watt years a. substantial ,export trade was develop- ed in whale meat from ,,Canada to cer- tain " European countries. The whale is .a warm-'bloodedd n' Ina:• and its flesh is exactly similar to.! beef with but slightly coarser texture. The canned product has no oily taste and it is cheap, palatable, and easily digested. The analysis of canned whale meat has shown that its food value may be compared with that of round steak. Some time ago it was estimated that 100,000,000 pounds of whale meat could be supplied the peo- ple of the -American :continent from the British Columbia coast annually at a price of about 12a/2 cents a pound. Export Trade Improving.. In the British Columbia whaling in- dustry, which has been highy modern- ized, the ,entire carcass alter being in- flated with air is towed back to -the 'whaling station and there stripped of its blubber and meat. The Canadian Pacific- coast industry annually pro- duces about 400 tons of whale bone meal and 900 tons of meat and blood for fertilizing purposes. A small quantity of the latter is said as fer- tilizer in British Columbia and the re- mainder is exported, principally to the United States. Of recent years the Canadian export trade in whale products has slumped somewhat, but the present season is expected to see an improvement. The whale meat canned in British. Colum- bia has gone in large part to settle- ments between Liberiaand the Congo in Africa, where is ,achieved a very rapid popularity and is highly regard- ed es an article of diet. japan is als[r. a very heavy purchaser. Trade figures show that in the eleven months ending February, 1926, 833 'cwt., worth $4,335, I was exported. Inthe seine period end- ing February, 1924, the figures were 4,396 Cwt. and $37315. In the same period exports of whale oil, which went entirely to the United States and United IKingdoni, amounted to 424,393 gallons, worth $241,501., as compared with 781,188 gallons worth $417,360 in the previous corresponding period. Pointing_Poplars. Near my windows Every day • Three tall pouters Bend and sway Granting to me Much of etrength Which is drawn from Their green length; Pointing ever To the sky They 'help to keep, My thought lt•igt. Near ivy ndews Every day, Three tall poplere Point the way, --'-Mohr ai Ailetnirdson Wlteta