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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1915-07-22, Page 7• July 2211d, 1915 .7-essesenegeerveregrvisegys" THE WINGHAM TIMES a Peg 0' My Heart BY J. HARTLEY MANNERS Copyright, 1915, by Dodd. Mead 6, Compesuy .1......0,1.•••••••••••••••••••••• CHAPTER XVIII. Peg's New Surroundings. ' EG'S little heart was craving for P some' show of kindness. If she were going to stay there she would make thehest of It. She ewould makttsOme friendly advances to 'them. She held her baud out to Mrs. Chichester. "Pro sure I'm very grateful to you for takin' me to live with ye here. 'An' me father will be too, But, ye tlee, sit's all so strange to me here, an' Fm eo far away -an' I miss me father so much." Mei Chichester, ignoring the outs • stretched band, stopped her peremp- torily: "Go with him!" And she pointed up ' the stairs, on the first hunting of which stood the portly Jarvis waiting to con- sduct Peg out of tbe family's sight Pep dropped a little courtesy to Mrs. Chichester, smiled at Ethel. looked loftily at Alaric, then ran up the stairs, .and, following the footman's index fn - .ger pointing the way, she disappeared -troro Mrs. Chichester's unhappy gaze. The three looked at each other. "Awful!" said Marie. "Terrible!" agreed Mrs. Chichester. "One thing is absolutely necessary," Mrs. Chichester went on to say -"she , roust be kept away from every one for the present." "I should say sol" cried Alaric ener- sgetically. Suddenly he ejaculated: "Good Lord! Jerry -he mustn't see -1er) --. se . 1 *(' ; Peg Followed Jarvis Up .the Stairs. :tier. He'd lent' his head off at the idea of no. having a relation tike her. probobly 1.1)1) 1D to 1111101." "Then She must remain lu her room until ne's gone," said Mrs. •Chlretester (determinedly. "1"11 go into town now ,and order eume thiegs for ber and see .0 leen tutors. She lutist be taught and • at once." "Why put up with this aunoyance at ;all?" asked Ethel. Mrs. Chlehester put her arm around althet as ,he soul: "Out' thousatel pounds a year. that is the reason." "Wait o minute, nutter," put in Mar- ie, "and 1,11 go with you as tar as the station road mei see If I can head Jer- ry off, Ilis trate Is almost due if it's :Had A Lame Back FOR A LOG TIME. 'Sometimes Codd Hardly Turn in Bed. 6,••••••••M....• When the back gets so bad and aches 'like a "toothache" you may rest assured • that the kidneys are affected in some way. On the first sign of a backache, Doan's Kidney Pills should be taken, and if this is done immediately you will save your- • self many years of suffering from serious kidney trouble. Mr. J. W. Vraser, Truro, writes: ' "I have had a tante back for a long time. Sontetimes 1 could hardly turn over in bed, but after taking six boxes of Dcan's Kidney Pills I find that my back is as .strong as ever. 1 can't praise them lenough,i, Doan's Kidney Pills are I50c. per box, boxes for $1.25; at all dealers or mailed • direct on receipt of price by The T. Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont. When ordering direct saccifY ''Doan's," punctual?' He was genuinely concerned that his old churn should not meet that impossi- ble little red headed Irish heathen whom an unkind fate had dropped down in their midst. At the hall door Mrs. Chiehester told Jarvis that her niece was not to leave her room without permission. As Mrs. Chichester and Alaric pass. ed out they little dreamed that the same relentless fate was planning, still fur- ther humiliations for the unfortunate family and through the new and un- welcome addition to it. Peg was shown by the maid, Ben- nett, into a charming old world room overlooking the rose garden. Every- thing about it was in the most ex- quisite taste. The furniture was of white and gold, the vases of Sevres, a few admirable prints on the walls and roses everywhere. Left to her reflections, poor Peg found herself wondering how people with so much that was beautiful around them could live and act as the Chichester family apparently did. They seemed to borrow nothing from their once illustrious and prosperous dead. They were, it would appear, only con- cerned with a particularly near pres- ent The splendor of the house awed -the narrowness of the people irritated ber. What an unequal condition of things where such people were endowed with so much of the world's goods while her father had to struggle all his life for the bare necessaries! Very much comforted by the reflec- tion and having exhausted all the cu- rious things in the little mauve room, she determined to see the rest of the house. 139rst she changed to another dress. At the top of the stairs she met the maid Bennett ' "Mrs. Chichester left word that you were not to leave your room without permission. I was just going to tell you," said Bennett. All Peg's independent Irish blood flared up. What would she be doing shut up in a little white and gold room all day? She answered the maid excitedly: "Tell Mrs. Chester I am not goin' to do anything of the kind. As long as I stay in this house I'll see every bit of it!" and she swept past the maid down the stairs into the same room for the third time. "You'll only get .me into trouble," cried the maid. "No, I won't. I wouldn't get you into trouble for the wurrld. rn get all the trouble, an' I'll get it now." Peg ran across, opened the door con- necting with the hall and called out: "Aunt! Cousins! Aunt! Come here;1 want to tell ye about meseLf I" "They've all gone out," said the maid quickly. "Then what• are ye makin' such a fuss about? You go out too." She watched the disappointed Ben- nett leave the room and then began a tour of inspection. She bad never seen so many strange things outside of a museum. Fierce men in armor glared at her out of massive frames; old gentlemen In poWdered wigs smiled pleasantly at her; haughty ladieg in breath bereav- - fikuY o reg. "Ire" looked -down at ber in sererise, She was intent on her PraYers, 4eelloi" cried Oa& young man. "Frightened, eb?" Peg looked up and saw bim staring down at her with a smile on his lips. Inside his coat was her precious little deg, trembling with fear. The terrier barked loudly when he saw his mis- tress. Peg sprang up and elutched Mi- chael away from tbe strange;' Just as another blinding flash played around the. mom, followed by, a deafening re- port. Peg ran across to the door, shout- ing: "Shut it out! Shut it out!" She stood there trembling, covering her eyes with one hand; with the other she held on to the overjoyed Michael, wbo was whining with glee at seeing her again. The amazed and amused young man closed the windows and the curtains. "Don't come near the dog, sir! Don't game near it!" She opened a door end toad it Jed into a little reception room. She fastened Michael with a piece of string to a chub' in the roont and came back to look again at the stranger, who had evidently rescued her dog from the storm. ae was a tall, bronzed, athletic looking, broad shouldered young man of about twen- ty-six, with a pleasant, genial, mag- netic manner and a playful humor lurking in his eyes. As Peg looked him all over she found that he was smiling down at her. "Does the dog belong to you?" he queried. "What were you doin' with him?" she asked in reply. "I found-1Am barking at a very high spirited mare." "Mare?" cried Peg. "Where?" • "Tied to the stable door," "The stable door? Is tbat where they put Michael?" Once again the lightning flashed vividly. Peg shivered. The stranger reassured ber. "Don't be frightened. It's only a summer storm." "Summer or winter, they shrivel me up," gasped Peg. She looked at the voting man and said in an awestruck voice: 'They say if ye look at the sky when the lightnin' comes ye can see the king- dom of heaven. An' the sight of it blinds some and kills others-accordin' to the state of grace ye're "You're a Catholic?" said the stran- ger. "What else would I be?" asked Peg it: surprise. Again the lightning lit the room. Peg closed her eyes again and shivered. "Doesn't it seem he Is angry with us for our sins?" she cried. 'With me perhaps -not with you," answered the stranger. "What do ye mane by that?" asked Peg. "You don't know what sin is." re- plied the young man. 'An' wbo may you be to talk to me like that?" demanded Peg. "My name Is jerry," be said. "Jerry?" And Peg loOked itt him cu- riously. "Yes. What is yours?' "Pegl" And there was a sullen note of fixed determination in her tone. "Peg, eh?" And the stranger smiled. She nodded and looked at him eurn ously. What a strange name he bad - Terry! She had never heard such a name before associated with such a distinguished looking man. "Terry, did ye say?" "Just plain Jerry," he answered cheerfully. "And you're Peg." She nodded again, with a quick little smile. "Just plain Peg." "I don't agree,with you," said the young man. "Ithink you are very charming." After a pause be went on, "Who are you?"' "I'm ree aunt's niece," replied Peg, looking at him furtively. Jerry laughed again. "And who is ydur aunt?" "Mrs, Chl-ster." "Whom?" Poor ,,Peg tried again gt the absurd tongue tying name. tug coiffures stared superciliously right through her. She felt most uncom- fortable in such strange company. On the piano she found a perfectly carved bronze statuette of Cupid. She gave a little elfish cry of delight, took the statuette in her arms and kissed it "Cupid, me darling. Faith, it's you that causes all the mischief In the wurrld, ye divil yel" she cried. All her depression vanished. She was like a child again. She sat down at the piano and played the simple re- frain and sang in her little girlish tremulous voice one of her father's favorite songs, her eyes on Cupid: "Ob, the days are gone when beauty bright My hearths charm wovet Wben nay dream of Hf 0, from morn till night, Was love, still navel New hope may bloom And days may tome Of milder, Calmer beam. But there's flotillas halt so sweet in life As love's young dreamt No, there's nothing half so sweet in lite As love's young dream," As she let the last bars die away and gave Cupid a little caress and was about to commence the next verse a vivid flash of lightning played around the room, followed almost immediate- ly by a crash of thender. Peg cowered down into a deep chair. All the laughter died from her trice and the joy in her heart She made the sign of the croas, kraelt delft and prayed. Into tne room thrsnigh the Windetv came a yoUng man, his coatcollar turn. ed up, rain pouring from his hat. hi - Side his Oat Was a terrified looking dog. The Man came well into the rebuts taming down the cellar of his coat and• Shaking the moisture trete: bis clothes wher: be Auddeagy .stiW the leatteing, • SUFFERED FROM Catarrh Of The Stomach FOR ,s YEARS, Milburn's Laxa-Liver PWs Cured Her. "My aunt is Mrs. Chi -sister." "Mr$. Chichester?" asked Jerry in surprise, "That's it," said Peg. "How extraordinary!" "-Isnl it? le ssollkle't .expect a One •••••••••11.51., Mrs. .Sgnes Gallant, Reserve Mines, N.S„ writes; "I take great pleasure in writing you. 1 have been a great sufferer, for eight years, front catarrh of the stomaeh and tried several, so called, catarrh remedies without relief until a friend of mine advised me to try Mil - burn's Laxa-Iiiver Pills, which 1 did, and four vials completely cured me." Be sure and get IVIilburn's Laxa-Liver Pills when you ask for them as there are a number of imitations on the market. The price is 25c. per vial, 5 vials for $1.00, at all dealers or mailed direct on receipt of price by The T, Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont, ladirlike ber to have u niece tike me, would ye?" "That isn't what I meant." corrected Jerry. "Yes, It Is wbat ye meant. Don't tell untruths with the storm ragin' outside," replied Peg. "I was thinking that 1 don't retiree'. ber Alarie ever telling me that he had such a charming cousin." "Ob, do you know Alaric?" asked Peg,with a quick smile. "Very well," auswered ;terry. Peg's smile developed into a long laugh. • "And why that laugh?" queried 3 erry. "I'd like me father to see Alarie. I'd like him just to see Alarie for oue min - nit. Be's sich a conceited person." "I admire your delightful accent," re- plied Jerry. "Accent is it?" And Peg looked at him in astonishment "Sure, I've no accent. I just speak naturally. It's you have the accent to my way of Whir:int" "Really?" asked the amused Jerry. Peg imitated the young man's well bred, polished tone: "Wall ye bawn theah?" Jerry laughed immoderately. Who was this extraordinary little person? was the one thought that was in his mind. ireentraie, Uifb, Slfd've 'ban Die Pleat -that we bave." She only stepped to take breath be- fore on she went again: 'There have been times when we've been most starvire, but me rather nev- er lost his Pluelt or his spirits. Nayther 1114 I. When thnes have been the hardest Fve never heard a word of complaint from me father nor Wit a frown on his face. An' I'M sick for the sight of him, An' I'M Mire he is for Me --far biz 'Peg o' My Dealt,' as he always calls me." She uncovered her eyes as the tears trickled down through ber lingers. "Dou't do that," he said softly as be felt the moisture start into his own Dyes. "I don't often ery," she said. "Me father never made me do it. 1 never raw him cry but twiee itt his life - nue( when we made a little money an' (ve had a mess said for me inother's foul an' we bad tbe most beautiful candles on Our Lady's altar. De crlei :lien. he did. An' when I left him to come here on the slalp-an' then only 0 the last tninnit." Ino moment she went on again: "1 cried trteself to sleep that night. I did, An' many a night, too, on teat steamer. "Ate I wish I hadu't come -that I do. B's missin' me.every tniunit-tue I'm missile him. Ait' I'M nut gotta' to be happy here aytber. "1 don't want to be a lady. .axe tbey won't retake me one, ayther, it 1 ear beip it. 'Ye cae't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear,' that's what rue father always said. An' that's .w bar 1 am. I'm a aow's ear." She stopped. "I'm afraid I cannot agree with vou." She looked up at htm and said 10- ilfTereutly; "That's what I am, I'm a sow's sear." "When the strangeness wears off rou'll be very happy. You're among friends." Peg shook her bead and said bitter. "No. I'm not. They may be rote tions, but they're not me friends." Be turned to Peg and said: "When they really get to know you, Miss O'Connell. they will be just as proud of you as your father it -aa -1 would be." Peg looked at bim In whimsical as- tonishment: "You'd be? Why sbould you be prourl'of me?" "I'd be more than proud It you'd look on me as your frieud." "A friend is It?" crted Peg warily. "Sure 1 dou't know who. you are at all," and she drew away from blm. Stttm was on her guard. Peg tuude few friends. Why this man ealling him- self by the outlandish name of Jerry should walk to out of nowhere and of- fer her his friendship and expect her to jump at It puzzled her. Who was be? "Wine are ye at all?" she asked. "No one M particular," answered Jerry between gasps. "I can see that." said Peg cundidly. mean what do ye do?' "Everything a little and nothing really well." Jerry replied. "I was soldier for awfille; then 1 took a splash at doctoring, read law, eivil engineered in South .4..merica for a year; now .farming." "Farmingr asked Peg incredulously. "Yes. l'In a farmer," Peg laughed as she looked at the well cut clothes, the languid manner and easy poise. "It must be !nighty hard on the land and cattle to have you termite them," she sal& 'It is," mid he, too. laughed again. She started up the staircase leading to the mauve room. Jerry called after her anxiously: "No. no, Miss O'Couneill Don't go like that" ~I must" said Peg from the top of the stairs. "What will I get here but to be laughed at an' jeered at by a 30: of people that are nut tit to even look at me father? Wbo are they, I'd like to know, that I mustn't :speak les name In their presence?' Snddenly sbe raised Der hand above ber bead, and in the manner and tone of a public speaker she' astounded Jer• ry with the following ontburst: "An' that's wbat the Irish are dein; all over the wurrld. They're driven ont of 'their own conntry by the Eng. lists an' become wandlierers 00 the face of the earth, an' nothby they ever earn 21 snake up to them for the separation from their homes an' their lured ones!" She finished the perora. tion un a high note and with a toreed manner such to she had frequentlY beard on the platform. She stalled at the astonished Jerry and asked him: "DO ye know what that is?" "I haven't the least Idea." he an swore(' truthfuity, "tlutt's old of one of the fathe'r's speeelies. Be father makes grand speeches. LLC makes them to the cause of Ireland." .si:th.„ roily! In the eause of Ire land. eh?" said Jerry. "Yes. He's been struggltn' nit his life to make Ireland free, to get her home rule. ye knoW. But the English are so ignerant. Thee think they Itoow more than me father. If they'd do what me father tells them sure ttietVd he no more throuble In Ireland at alt." "Ilcallyr said Jerry (mite interest - "Not a bit of theonble. 1 Wist: Inc father was here to explain It to ye. Ile could tell ye the whole thing in a couple of hours. I Wish he Were here now jest to give yoti an eratnple Ot what line epeakini really is. Do you like speeches?" "Very tntichs- sometime/0 replied Jerry guardedly. "Me father is wendherful on a plat. tn:IX with feUt o' mop), it in front of CHAPTER XIX. Peg and Jerry. pEG went haphazardly around the room examining everything, sit- ting in various kinds of chairs, on the sofa, smelling the flow- ers, and wherever she went Jerry fol- lowed her at a little distance. "Are you going to stay here?" "Mebbe I will and mebbe I won't," "Did your aunt send for you?" "No, me 000]e -me Uncle Nat." "Nathaniel Kingsnorth!" cried Jerry " In amazement. Peg nodded. "Sleepin' in his grave, poor man." "Why, then, you're Miss Margaret O'Connell?" "I am. How did you know that?" "I was with your uncle when he died," "Were ye?" . "He told me all about you." "Did he? Well, I wish the poor Mine 'ud ha' lived. An' I wish he'd 'a' thought o' us sooner -he with all his money an' me father with none an' me bis sister's only child." "What does your father do?" Peg took a deep breath and answer- ed eagerly. She was on the one sub- ject about whicb she could talkfreely -all she needed was a good listener. This strange man, unlike her aunts seemed to be the very person to talk to on the one really vital subject to Peg. She said breathlessly: "Sure me father can do anything at all -except make Money. An' when he does make it he can't kape it. He doesn't like it enough. 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I've -seed bim take two or three hundred people who didn't know they bad a mievance in the wprrld-the poor cratures-they were just contented to go on betn' ground down an' trampled on are they not knowire a thing about it -I've seen me father take that crowd an' in five minutes afther he bad started spakire to them ye wouldn't know they were the same people. They were all shout - in' at once, an' they bad tnurther in their eye, an' it was blood they were afther. They wanted to reform sorne- thin'-they weren't sure what -but they, wanted to do it, an' at the cost of life, hie father could have led them any- where. It's a wonderful power be was. Do ye like bearin' about me father?" „she asked Jerry suddenly, in case she was tiring him. Jerry hastened to assure her that he was really most interested. "Well, so Jong as yer not tired ro tell ye some more. Ye know I went alt through Ireland when 1 was a child with me father in a cart. An' the po- lice an' the constabulary nsed to fol- low ns about. They were very fright- ened of me father, they were. They were grand days for me. Ye're mobbe?" she asked bim suddenly. "I am," said Jerry. Be almost felt inclined to apologize. "Well, sure that's not you fault Ye couldn't help it. No one should hold that against ye. We can't all be born hish." "I'm glad you look at it so broad mindedly," said Jerry. Site stood restlessly a moment, her hands beating each other alternately. "I get so lonesome for me father," she said. Suddenly, with a tone of definite re- solve in ber voice, site started to the stairs, calling over her sboulder: 'I'm gain' back to tarn now. Good byl" Jerry followed ber. pleading Insist. ettly: "Wait! Please wait:" She stopped and looked at him: "Give us one mouth's trial -one month!" he urged, "It will be very little out of your life, an' I promise you your father wilt not stiffer through it except In losing you for that oue little month. Will yen? .Inst n montn?" , He spoke so earnestly and seemed so sincerely pained and so really von cerned at her going that sbe eatue down a few steps and looked at Min Irresolutely. "Why do you want me to ettlYr She asked him, "Because -because your late uncle was my frieed. It was Itis last wish to do something for you. WIll you Just a Month?" She struggled with the desire to go away from all that was so foreign and distasteful to her. Then Ohs looked at Jerry and realized, with something akin to a feeling of pleasUre, that he traa pleading with her to stay and doing it in such a way as to suggest that It mattered to him. She had to admit to bersett that she rather liked the look of hint, ?Te seemed honest, even though he were English. After all, to run away no* mrotad look cowardly. tier father Would be ashamed of her. This stuchnp family would laugh at tier. InetaxitIy she roads to her mind. litle would stay. Taming to Jertr, she' said: "All right, then. I'll stay -a month. But not any more than a month, though.* w. "Not Meets you wish It. "1 won't wish it -I omits* re that One month flb�enongbjutbaboUs,,M "1 arn glad you're going to stay." "Well, that's a totatott, anywir. ‘e ODA .11 bo pleased at my stark:" (To lin CONTINUED.) BARRIE'S LITTLE JOKE. ' He Was a Failure as a Presiding Officer and He Knew it. Tere is only one recorded Instance of Sir .1. M. Barrie's acting as chain. man of a public meeting. In the Cen- tury Magazine Mr. John D. Williams told the story to the American It was on the occasion of a Burns cele- bration. Barrie took the chair as presiding of- ficer and then kept to it !triply - Throughout the entire proceedings he did not utter a single word, but re- mained as if glued to the horribly 'con- spicuous chair. loathing bis predica- naent. but inwardly amused at the ex- pressions on the faces of all about him, which made dismally clear the fact that he was a failure as a presiding of- ficerh, w en tbe meeting was almost halt finished Barrie took advantage of a talkative group in front oe him and quietly stole away before any one had a chance to miss him. But the next week a well known Saturday review printed a satirical article called "Mr. Barrie In the Chair." The thing wast limply withering in its ironical account of the dumb presiding (Meer who eventually Bed, leaving a meeting to preside over itself. The greatest re- gret was naturally expressed by those who had pepuaded Barrie to come the Burns celebration, and among his friends tremendous indignation was felt and vented. But some day they will know, if they have not already' found out. that the article was written by Barrie himself! MEASURING THE STARS. What is Meant by Firat and Second Magnitude, and So On. The classification of the stars into orders of magnitude, depending on their at:parent brightness, was under- taken a little hastily, with the result that many stars have been found which are brighter than stars of the trst magnitude. Aldebaran is a typical star of the first magnitude, but Sirius is much brighter. Consequently the system of classification has to be ex- tended. A star of the first magnitude is 2.5 times as bright as a star of the second magnitnde; a star of the second Mag- nitude is 2.5 times as bright as a star of the third magnitude. and so on. Stars which are 2.5 times as bright as a star of the first mageitilde are called stars of 0 magnitude. while stnrs 2.3 dines blighter still are said to be of 100 -1 MAgilitM,10. and 80 on Professor Ceraski has ninth. meneure meets to determine the magnitude of the sun. reckoned In this way lly adoptiug different method,: of 11.tnINI.re. ments bo reaches eery 11,•,‘,„0„.,0 re. sults, and it appears that oe, seri is a star of the -36.3 01,101' of i(.. .11e. which means til:lt 31 tt'llt!..1 • ..,,;.•11 fight as 8110.000.0n0 or e1(11.e (11 1.15- (.,•er magnitude. At the distal -is 4.r 0 I icy 47(01 (( lir light years -i. 7`1:',111 .t (I ;.:,5 ,ts present clistenve -11 «oltia ., the first tnewitithio. so 111.13. 400,it;(-0 1 as a star, It iN :1i1V4 111 • l• nary, -Pi itsbur :13 I .at': Tina Prernotein "And what." (..eke.1 the ,elte, ehieftain. lii hIs kindest to( • ((..14 your business before pm eel., (ale tared by my meil?" "I was a eewspal;er man," alriv.el ea the capt;ve, "An editor?" "No; nuerly n enbeditor." "Cheer up. young man: Shortly' aft- er my chef hag finished his perusal of the cookery hook you will he tallow Itt chef."-elanalou Answer.