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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1915-01-21, Page 7January «l, 1915 \ViNG1iFJ ri Ti MES ILzt • tattlf The Hu�biem tat w1tl' so By GEORGE BARR MICRON Copyright by Dodd, Mead & Co. • CHAPTER VIII. The Odell'Carneys. RILE Odell Carney was studi- ously adlmtsting tits eyeglass for a bulli ghm•e at an nnnt- fending bus boy who almost tlr'opped his tray of plates in coose- Iuence, Mr. Rodney fussily Intervened •and introduced the Medorufts Mrs. Edell -Carney was delightfully gra• :ions. She was sure that no Meer pat, ty could have.been "gut together." Her husband may baro been excessive- ly slow in most things, but lie was quick to recognize and appreciate fem- inine beauty of face and figure Ile unbent at once in the presence of the Where the devil did you get such ideas -eh, wot?" . tmmistakably handsome Fowler sis- ters. His expressive "chawmed" was In direct contrast to his ordinary man- lier of acknowledging an introduction. "Mr. Medcroft Is the famous archi- ctect, you know." explained the envious Mrs. Rodney. "Oh, yes, I , know," drawled Mr. Edell -Carney. "You American archi- tects are doing great things, 'pon my • soul," he added luminously. Brock stuck his eyeglass in tighter and hem- med with rahcops precision. Mrs. Ildedcroft stiffened perceptibly. "Oh, but he's Roxbury Medcroft, the great English arcbitett!" cried Mrs. Rodney in some little confusion. Odell -Carney suddenly remembered. He glared bard at Brock. The hod- neys saw signs of disaster. "Oh, by Jove! Are you the fellow •who -put those new windows in the Chaucer Memorial hall? 'Pon me soul! Are you the man who did that?" There was no mistaking his manner. 'He was distinctly annoyed. Brock, faced, thg storm caally ter his Skin Trouble on the Scalp trlend Medcroft', sake. "1 km Rox- bury Medcroft, if that's what you mean, Mr. Odell•Caruey." "1 know you're Mederoft, but, hang It all, wot I asked was, did you design chose windows? 'Gad, sir, they're the laughing sensation of the age. Where the devil did you get such ideas -eh, wit?" His wife had calmly. diplo- matically intervened. "I hate that man," said Mrs. Med croft to her supposed husband a few minutes later. There was a dangerous red in her cheeks, and she was breath- ing quickly. Brock gave an embar- rassed laugh and mentioned something audibly about a "Stupid ass." The entire party left on the following lay for Innsbrnck, inhere Mr, Rodney already had reserved the better part of a whole floor for himself and guests, Mr. Odell -Carney, before they left Mu - deb, brought himself to the point of apologizing to Brock for his peppery remarks. . He was very sorry and all that. and he hoped they'd be friends; but ;he windows were atrocious, there was 1.0 getting around that. His wife amoothed,it over with Edith by confid- ing to her the lamentable truth that ?oor Odell -Carney hadn't the remotest 'idea what he was talking about half f the time. After carefully looking Edith over and finding her valuably bright and attractive .she cordially ex- pressed the hope that she would come .o see her in London. • "We must know each other better, ny dear Mrs. Mederoft," she bad said urilably. Edith thought of the famous le -awing rooms in Mayfair and exult - id vastly. "And Mr. Meer:roft too. I am so interested in nulla who have craft. They always are worth while really, don't you know. How like an American, Mr. Medcroft is! I daresay he gets that from having lived so long with an American wife. And what a darling baby! She's wonderfully like Mr. Medcroft, don't you think? No one could mistake that child's father - never!" Edith may have gasped and looked wildly about in quest of help, but her agitation went unnoticed by the new friend. From that momentous hour Mrs. Medcroft encouraged an inordi- nate regard for the circumspect She decided that it was best never to be alone with her husband. The future was now tot precious to go unguarded for a single moment that might be un- explainable when the triumphal hour of revelation came to band. She im- pressed this fact upon her sister, with the result that, while Brock was nevet alone with his prudent wife, he was seldom far from the side of the adorn- ble lieutenant, As if precociously pro- viding for an ultimate alibi, the fickle Tootles began to show unmistakable signs of aversion for her temporary parent Mrs. Rodney, being quite an old fashioned mother, could not reconcile herself to this unfilial attitude and gravely confided to her husband that she feared Medcroft was mistreating his child behind their. backs.. "Well, the poodle likes him anyway," protested Mr. Rodney, Who liked Eitock. "and if a dog likes a man he's IA altogether a. bad lot If I were yot: I wouldn't spread the report" "Spread it!" she sniffed indignantly. "Are they not my own cousins? Twicd removed." she cop^.laded as en after thought. "Do yeti imagine that 1! would spread It? lie may be an un- natural father, but I shall not be thel one to .say so. Please bear that in mind, Alfred." "Well, let's not argue about it," said Mr. Rodney, departing before she could disobey the injunction. Of course, there Was no little con- fusion at the Hotel 'Tyrol when it came to establishing the Medcrofts. For nettle it looked as though Brock would hire to share a tooth with Too- tles, reit:guttitttt Burton to an !!reeve and a cotter.. bo. Cnnstanec, in t Arid. ly family ronelat'1 was seized by nn inspiration which saved the day -or the night, more properly speaking. "I have it, Roxbury," she filed, her eyes dancing. "Yon can sleep on the balcony, A great tautly Invalids do, you know." "But, good hea('en. I'm not an lava. lid." he remonstrated feebly. "Of cuttt'se you're not, but can't you gay ybu are/ It's quite simple. You sleep in the epen air h oaase it does your lungs so mach got.,i'.` Oh, hitt I knows It isn't necessary to expand your chest like that. 'They're perfect. Skin Dried and Cracked and Hair Tell Out --Cured by Dr. Chase's Ointe meat. • Eczema is annoying and distressing -at any time, but doubly so when it ts int the scalp and causes the hair to fallout Hero is a gratefpl letter from a lady who was cured by using Dr.. Chase's Ointment. X,frs. Hector Currie, Tobermory, 'Ont., writes: --"I was cured of a dis- ..agreeable skin disease of the scalp by using Dr. Chase's Ointment. The trouble started with itching and pain sin the scalp, the skin would get dry .and crack, and at times Would bleed, and the hair would fall out. I tried three doctors without benefit, and sot- • fered for three Years. Reading in the :almanac about Dr. Chase's Ointment, I began its use, and am now corn- pletely cured. The hair has grown -again, and I ani as well as I Muer was. You are at liberty to use this letter, 'for I ant glad to recommend so ex- cellent a treatment" alis a cure for itching (MAMMA has ease. rival ,nk ty sound, i daresay I should Ih. you'd rather enjoy the fresh air lie• sides, there tsn'I a room to he had to the hotel." "But suppose it should ratio" he prn• tested, knowing full well he was doomed, "You poor boy, haven't you an urn hrella?" she, cried with such fectly entrancing lough that he weni;i have slept out in a' hailstorm ti leo ride recompense. Atnt so It w:ms ,t•t tied that he was to sleep In the .ulna balcony just off the baut•'s lnxn:'fon. room, the hotel people agteelnu to Mace a cot there at nigh) iu eviler to oblige the unfortunate ;;nest with the affected lung. "You are sn dear and �u nenee;ml,!,•. Roxbury." purred uIns Med,rnl't: very much relieved. 'h\iP ever I bear of a girl looking for a nh-e hasl,tnni I'll recommend you " "It's till very tulip sulci he with wry grin, "hut I'm hanged if I ought to be expected to rohtetuhet all or ny accomplishments" They were sitting in her room, attended by Ihe- I'aithfol (Melina, Constance ;hh•st. the eye glass, then the English lanunage, with which I find - Ila most unl'nnmili:u: then a deafness fu one "t my oat•s- I can't remember which miff It's ton late, and now I'm to Is. :m IUuer(•niar You've no idea how liard It is for ate to speak English against (dell•(•ariwy I'm nn out and nut anintenr beside or a itpt;rt to !five me ttlilire 1t= lived advice. Hands aornss the sea, :NO/ Well. to get right down to the point. old men -you'll pardon my plain speocb -1 think Constance ought to rnarry an Auierh'an.,, Brook sat up very straight "I think !lint's- the l's a nlottt'r for Miss Fowler! to determine," Ile said coldly. "you don't quite get my meaning," uerslsted !°Iodtlle, trussing his legs .., ' , 1 tYtm,trying .u,flr t,t 'i wastomak. it t t 1make •arty ler uvself." "Yin ntettn, yon think she ought to mom ' "u." "That s it, precisely. flow clever volt at t'.'' "But you are. snit] to be engaged to %Ibss Itudut'y," ventured Bruer!, feeling its 1t,t1 . "'!'nut's just the point. 11x. Mederoft. M'e're Slit ionth, cugnge<I but almost As uhmltet of tart. we've got to tile '"dot where it's really tip to me to .peullt to her father about it, don't you tnoty Luckily I lot ven't.'' "•l.uoklty?" "Yes: that testi!() hove committed me. lent you see. I've heed tentatively -ng:r;ed more than n dozen times. but never unite up to the girl's tattier. Now, I don't mind telling you that lave ?hanged my mind about Maintiue. She's it jolly good sort, but she's not lust my sort, 1 thought she was. lnt- tt•ell, you know how it is yourself. The ueart's tt d-(1 queer organ. ,line has gone back to Constance In the hast two lays. You are her brother-in-law, and you're a good fellow through and through. I want your help. I've gut money to burn, and the family's gut position in the States. I eau nice care of her as she should he taken carr of. No little old six room (fat for her. But, of course, you understand, I can't quite carry the thing through with Kath- erine still feeling herself ;tttached, as it were. The thing to decide is this: ' How best can I let Katherine down easily and take on Connie without put- ting myself in a rather hazardous po- i sition? I'm a gentleman, you see, and I can't do anything downright rotten. It wouldn't do. l'tu sure in her heart Connie cares for me. 1 could make her understand me better if 1 had half the chance. But a fellow can't get near her nowadays. Don't you think you are carrying the family link too far? Now, what 1 want to ask of you as a friend is this: Will you put in a good word for me every chance you get? I'll square myself with Katherine all right. Of course, you'll understand, I don't want to actually break with Katherine until I'm reasonably sure of Constance. I'm a guest of the Rodney family, you see. It would be down- right indecent of me. No, sir; I'm not that sort. I shouldn't think of ending It all with Katherine so long as we are both guests of her father. I'd wait hitn. And it's horribly annoying to until the end of next week." have Ulstervelt shouting to toy ear.e' Brock had listened in utter amaze - loud enough for everybody in the din- ment'to the opening portion of this in- ing room to hear. It's rich, I tell you, genuous proposal. As the flexile youth and if I didn't love you so devotedly, progressed amazement gave place to in - Edith, I'd be on my way at this verylignation and then to disgust Brock's instant. There! I fool hotter On my way' Is the first American line I've brow grew dark; the impulse to pull his countryman's nose was bard to overcome. Never in ail his life had gtt:t he listened to such a frankly cold blooded argument as,that put forth by __thet'll he insufferable Knickerbocker. In the end the big New Yorker saw only the laughable side of the little New York- er's plight. After all, lie was a harm- less egoist, from whom .no girl could expect much in the way of recompense. It mattered little who the girl of the moment might be, she could not hope to or even seek to hold his perambula- tory, naffeetions,,. " l e'a. a Bingle exam - had in the farce siure we left Stott "And, by the way. Edith. I'm afraid have to punch Odell•C'tuncy's eon - founded head before lung Ile's gut• ting to be do friendly to lite its Rox- bury Medcroft that I can't endure him ns Brock." "I -i don't endem:stttnrl," imirt aired Edith plaintively Cnnstttnee looked lip with a new interest in her ever sprightly face, "Well, you see, he's working so hard to square himself with Medcroft for the break he made about the windows, tt:at he's taking his spite out on all Ametiean architects. Confound him, ha persists in saying I'm all right, but God deliver him from those demmed cotters, the American builders. He says he wouldn't let one of us build a hencoop for him, much less a dog kennel. Oh, I say, Connie, don't laugh! How tvoald you like- it if"- But both of them were lnughiug at him so mer- rily that he joined them at once. Bur- in aril O'Brien, Who had cone in. were smiling discreetly. "Come, Roxbury, what do you say to a good long walk?" cried Constance. "I must talk to yob seriously, about a great many things, beginning with egotism." He set forth v ith alacrity, rejoicing in spite of his numerous Iinntati nn5. Upon their return front the delight - Fill stroll along the ii-iru •.tain tido, she vent at once to Ser room to ureas ver 'loner. Brock, more deeply in line than ever before, lighted u cigar and eated himself in the gallery, dubious- ly retrospective In his medttatiiins. ire was sorely disturbed by her almost constant allusion to Freddie Ulstervelt and"his "amazingly attractive ways." Was It possible that she could be real- ly in love witb that insignificant little whipper snapper? He seemed to be propounding this doleful question to the lofty, sphinxilke Waldraster• Spitze, looming dark in the path of the south. "Hello!" exclaimed a voice close to his ear -the fresh, confident voice that he knew so well. "I've been looking for you everywhere." Freddie drew up a chair and sat down at his "good side." The young man appeared to have something weighty on his mind. Brock shifted uneasily. "I want to put it up to you, Mr. Medcroft, as man to man. You are Connie's brOther•in-law and you ought to be able to set me straight" "Ab, I see," said Brock vaguely. "You do?" queried the other, surprise and ,doubt in his face. "No, I should say t don't, don't you see," substituted Brock. "I *as wondering how you could have seen. It's a matter i haven't dis- cussed with any one. I've come tte have A liking for you, Itoxbery. YoU'rei my sort; yon have a sort of New Y'Ork fmlWg about you. I'M sure .you`re plc of a great New York elesui." reflect- ed Bruck. "The futile, priggish tichl There are thonsends like him In my dear New York-uonseleuneless. inver- tebrate, sybaritic' sons of idleness, col- lege bred told underbred little 'nests who can buy and then cast otr at their pleasure. 'l'lu'y have no means of knowing how to fall in Love with a good girl• They have not been trained .) it. it Is nut the their scrambled in- k,Ilccts to dlserimlaato between the chorus girl brand of coact! and the subtle woriing of a gentlewoman. 'i'Itey can't nti ilyze; they can't feel! And this Insipid, egotistical little bounder is actually sitting there end asking nil' to help him with the girl I towel Good Lord, what next?" IIe surveyed the eager Ulstervelt In the most Irri- tating manner, finally Inughlag out- right in his face. The very thonglmt of trim as Connie's tweepted lover" She, 'i:e adorable. the splendid, the unap- ptnaciiable! Tt was excruciatingly funny! "Oh, I say. old man," cried Freddie when the disconcerting laugh came, "don't laugh! It's no joke." "'Pon my soul, Ulstervelt," apolo- gized Brock, with a magnanimous smile, "I haven't said it was a joke. You"- - "Then what are you laughing at? Something you beard yesterday?" with fine scorn. Brock stated hard at the flushed boyish face of the other. It was weak and yet as hard as brass, hard with the overbearing confidence of the spoiled child of wealth. "See here, Ulstervelt," be said, witbl sudden coldness, "you're asking my, help. That's no way -to get it." "I beg pardon. 1 don't mean to be rude," apologized Freddie, "But, I say, old man, I'll make it worth your while. My father's got stacks of coin, - and he's a power in New York. Odell- Carney's right. American architects can't design good hencoops. What we want in New York is a rattling good up to date Englishman or two to show 'em a few things. They're a lot of muckers over there, take it from me. By Jove, Roxbury, 'you don't know, how I'd appreciate your friendship in this matter. It will simplify things Immensely. You'll speak a good word for me when the time comes, now, won't you?" "You want me to do you a good turn," said Brock slowly. He found himself grinning with a malicious joy. "All right, I'll see to it that. Miss Rod- ney doesn't marry you, my boy. I'll attend to her." "Jnst a minute," interrupted Freddie quickly. "Don't be too hasty about that. I want to be sure of Constance first" "I see. I was just about to add that .'.'Il give Constance a strong hint that tee of the most gallant young sparks in New York is likely to propose to her before the end of the week. That will" - "Heavens!" exclaimed Freddie in dis- gust "You needn't do that I've al- ready proposed to her five or sirs times." "And she -she is undecided?" cried Brock, his eyes darkening. "No, hang it all, she's not undecid- ed. She's said no every time. That's why I'm up a tree, so to speak." "Oh!" was all that Brock said. Of course she couldn't love a creature of Freddie's stamp! He gloated. "'Gad, you're a lucky dog, Roxbury," went on Freddie enviously. "Money isn't everything. You're married to one of the prettiest and most fascinat- ing women in the world. She's a won- der. You can't blame me for wanting 'tour wife as a sister-in-law, Now. an you? And that kid! You lucky dlgl" CONFIDENCE Merchants Spend Money to Gain It and Hold It By HOLLAND. 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There was nothing to prove that she cared for him, notwith- standing this agreeable conclusion by contrast As it matter of fact, he cam: earthward with a rush, weighted down by the conviction that she did not care a rap for him except as a conveniently moral brother-in-law. H•s, was further distressed by Edith's corn fortless, though perhaps well qualified, announcement that she believed ter he Plainly Could Hear What They Were Saying. ulster to be In love. She could not • Itnngine With whom. She only knew , she "acted as if she were." "Besides, Roxbury," she said warn - !ugly, "it'ri a most degenerate b tsband who falls iu love with his wift's sis- ter." They were walking in one of the mountain paths some distance behind the others. They did not know that ' Mrs. Odell -Carney had stopped to t'st In the leafy niche above the path. cis was lazily fanning herself on the stotit seat that mut; had provided as an tm' • nrovement tc nature. Being a sharp, eared person with a -London drawing oom Instinct, she plainly voted heti I .chat they were saying as they apt I .mroached. These were the first Nord! ate fully grasped, and they caused hes to prick up her ears; l "I don't give a hang, Edith. I'm tired tit being her brotherdn-law." • It has •'n discovered in Ceylon that "You're tired of n50, Roxbury -that's cocoanut water,, allowed to ferment ft r what it is," in plaintive tones a few days, can be used to coagulate I "itou're happy, you love and are Io* rubber. t 611, so please,.il> t't Put it ,lhttg war. r s riot fair minx of thirp Liable' sitlon I'tfi in." • "My dear Roxbury," quite severely, "if there's nothing else that will influ- ence you, just stop to consider the the-ild! There's Tootles, dear Tootles, to think of." Of course Mrs. Odell -Carney could not he expected to know that Edith was blithely jesting. "My dear Edith." he said just as firmly, "'Footles has nothing to do with the case. Yon know, and Constance knows, nod I know, null the whole world will soon know that I'm not even Meted to her, pour little beggar. I don't see why she should ronme be- tween me mad happiness just because she happens to bear a social resew• blant'e to a man who isn't her father. Come. now, let's talk over the situation sensibly." .lust then they passed beyond the hearing of the astumshed eavesdrop- per, (Wed heaven what was this? Not his Atilt? '?'two minutes Ialer Att•s, Odell -Cat ney wits harm, at the spriug where Iles: had left hi', SUM iolent bus' band. who had refusett to climb a hill bemuse till of his tiree,b was required to smoke a cigarette "Carney," she said •'ernly, ber lips rigid, For eyes set Intl I upon his fare, -how long tune the ,lede•rofts been married?" He blinked hetn•lt !low the devil should I know:' t e word, it's"- "i'uur ,rears, I Mrs. Rodney told lift. Ilow it' t baby?" "'iron me soul I'm as much in the dark as s‘. .tet know." "A little over d say. Well. I just heard ,ay that she wasn't his chill • Is it?" She stood there lilt' ma angel. Re startled violent ow dropped. An expression i'rotost leap• ed fiuu his list "'iron my t t, how the devil should t ill look at ale like that ov word of bettor, I don't onion. 'Port me soul. I do' IIe was vet "nest. ibex' Mighty mons clued to be n direct insh. 'Oh, don't she cried. "Cool heave " a scandal in that level "There's t1 I in a We.. Richt'!! life r'asonably, lovely," rel "Whose I>tu'}+! crot`i's?" ,lie Pursued frown. "Demme, Agatha, don't ask me," bei said irritably, passing his hand oven his .brow. "I've told you that twice., Ask them; I dare say they know." She looked at him in disgust "As 1131 I could do such a thing as that! Dear' me, I don't understand it at all. Four! years married. Yes. I'm sure that's it.. Carney, you don't suppose"- Shel hesitated. It was not necessary td complete the obvious question. "Agatha," said he, weighing his re- mark carefully, "I've said all along that Medcroft is a fool. Take thosei windows, for instance. If he" - "Oh, rubbish! What have the win-; Bows to do with it? You are positive-` ly stupid. And I'd come to like her! too. Yes, I'd even asked ben to comet and see me." She was really dis-: tressed. "And why not?" he demanded. "Hang; it all, Agatha, it's nothing unusual.: She's a jolly good sort and a sight tool good for Medcroft. He's a stupid ass.? I've said so all,alon4._ 4.0Wthe 8gvi1 (To be continued.) H. Meade, Fla., employs a live al - :Amt. to ctaar oost:ructed sewers. Wosui, the plant from which ancient Briton: made a haulms blue dye, still is cultivated for that purpose in some parts of England. An only son who is the sole support of his mother is excused all military service in Russia. Farmers in the Philippines raised 15,- 000,000 bushels of corn last year. Value, $12,800,000. The Army of Constipation Is Growing Smaller Every Day. 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