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THE WINGHAM TIMES
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Peg 'O' My Heart
BY J. HARTLEY MANNERS
2 -Copyright. 1915, by Dodd, Mead 6, Company
CHAPTER xxu,.
The Temple of Friendship
CAME! over to ask Mrs. Oblcbee
ter's permission for you tWt
•
I young ladies to go to a dance to
night. It's just across from here
.at the Assembly rooms," said _Jerzy.
Peg 'beamed) joyfully. It was jute
;what she wanted to do, Ethel viewer
lithe suggestion differently.
"Ws very kind of you," she said
';""bot •it's quite impossible."
"Ohl" ejaculated Peg.
"Impossible?" ejaculated Jerry.
eorry," and Ether Went to tilt
.!door.
"So am I," replied Jerry regretfully,
1""1 would have given you longer wife*
aonly it was made up on the spur of the
moment Don't you think you could?
• ,41 don't care for dancing. Besides
only head aches."
"Wbat a pity!" exclaimed the disap
;pointed young man, Then be said es.
gerly, "Do you suppose your mother
twould allow Miss Margaret to go?"
• "I'll ask ber," and Etbel left the
groom.
Peg ran across, stopped • the door
-prom closing and called after Ethel:
• "1 didn't mean to Burt ye-indade 1
!didn't- 1 wanted to talk to ye -that
Was all -an' ye made me angry." Ethel
,disappeared without even turning net
;head.
' Peg came into the room ruefully and
:sat down on the sofa. Sbe was time
lie -444111Y unhappy •
1 Jerry looked at ber a moment, walk
led over to her and asked her, "What's
;sbe matter?" '
• "One of us girls bee been brought up
:till wrong. I tried to make friends
•tWitb her ,just now an' only made het
Angry, as 'I do every one in this house
}whenever I open my mouth."
"Arena you friends?"
` "indade-indade-indade-we're not
Inoue of them are with me."
• "Wbat a shame!"
"Wait until you hear what me aunt
says when ye ask her about the
+, r aanee1"
"Don't you think she'll let you go?'
"No, I do not." She looked at him
''ulzzically for a 'moment. Then she
burst out laughing,
"Misthet Jerry, will ye take me all
the same tf me aunt doesn't consent?"
"Why, Peg"--, he began astonishedlg,
"But 1 haven't got an evenin' dress.
.Does it matter?"
"Not in the least, but"-
-"Will this one do?"
'"It's very charming; still" -
"'Stains and all?"
"My dear Peg"-
"Perbaps they'll rub out It's the
tprettiest one me men gave me. an 1
,put it on tonight -because -1 thought
;you -that is, some one tuight come bare.
!tonight At 'least 1 hoped Ile would,
.an' ye've come!" Suddenly she broke
•out .passionately: "Ob, ye must taste
mei Ye tuusti 1 haven't had u bit
.of pleasure since I've been byre. It
will be wondberful. ' Besides. 1 would
mot rest all night with you detain over
there an' bre u prisoner over here."
"Now, Peg"e- be tried ro urglu.
"It's no use. 1 tett ye. 1 e've got to
take me. Are you nsuumed or fur b�
'cause I'm ignorant? Are ye?"
"Not a bit" •replied Jerry neartity.
"1 was just the Saltie at your age. t
'used to searnp at school Ale shirk at
,College until 1 found myself so far be -
'hind fellows 1 despised that 1 was
ashamed. 'then 1 went after. them
:tooth and nail until 1 ea'ight theru by
.andpassed them."
"Did ye?" oleo I'eg eagerly. "i will.
too," sbe said.
Id "Will you?"
^t She nodded vlgnronsly.
"1 win' -irritate 1 '0111. From nnSV on
I'll -&-eiVerYthft afikartelfiiiP seir Kara
everything they teach me if it kills
"I wish your would," he said seriouufly,
"An' when I pass everybody else an'
know more than any one ever knew -
will ye be very proud of me?'
"Yes, Peg, Even more than I am
now."
"Are ye now?"
"I am proud to think you are my
friend."
"Ye'd ha' won yer wager. We are
friends, aren't we?"
"I am yours."
"Sure I'm yours all right."
She looked at him, laughed Shyly
and pressed her cheeks. lie was
watching her closely.
"What are you laughing at?" be
asked,
"Do ye know what Tom Moore wrote
about friendship?"
"No, Tell me."
Peg sat at the piano and played very
softly the prelude to an old Irisb song.
Jerry Paid surprisedly, "Ob. so you
play?"
"Afther a fashion. Me fatber taugbt
me. Me aunt can't bear 1t An' the
teacher in the house said it was
dhreadtui an' that I must play scales
for two years more before 1 tory a
tune. She said 1 bad no ear."
Jerry laughed as he replied, "I think
they're very pretty."
"Do ye? Well, watch • them an'
mebbe ye won't mind me siugin' so
much. An', afther all, ye're only a
farmer, aren't ye?
"Hardly that," And Jerry laughed
again.
"This 1s called 'A Temple to Friendt
ship,'" she explained.
!'Indeed?"
"An' it's about a girl who built a
shrine an' she thought she wanted to
put Friendship into it She thought
she wanted Friendship. Aftherawhile
site Yount) ilia her mistake. Listen."
Aur( l'eg ,,anfi, to a pure, tremulous Ht'
tie voi'e that vibrated with feeling.
the tt41r,tt'Irlgt
A trn:tde to Friendship; said Laura en-
rhnntoa.
'I'11 build In this garden—the thought to
11er temple was Duttt, and she clow only
wanted
An linage tit Friendship to place on the.
*brine.
She flew to a sculptor. who set down M-
itre her
A Friendship, the fairest bis art could
invent!
But so cold and so duel that the youthful
adorer
SaW plainly this was not the idol she
meant.
"'Oh, never,' she Dried, 'could I think of
enshrining
An Image whose looks are ao joyless
and dim. •°
But Yon little god (Cupid) upon roses re-
' alining.
We'll make. if you pleaae, air, a Friend.'
ship of him,'
"So the bargain was struck; with the lit-
tle god laden
She joyfully flew to her ehrhie in the
grove.
'Farewell,' said the sculptor; 'you're not
the first maiden
Who came but for Friendship and took
away -Love.' "
She played the refrain softly after
she had finished the song. Gradually
the last note died away.
Jerry looked at her in amazement
"Where in the world did you' learn
treat?"
"Me father taught it to me," replied
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:Peg simply. "Tom Moore's ogle of Die
father's prayer books."
Jerry repeated as though to himself:
"'Who came but for Friendship and
took away Lover'
"Isn't that beautiful?" And l'eg's
Lace hada rapt expression as she look•
ed tip at Jerry.
"Do you believe it?" be asked.
"Didn't Tom Moore write it?" sbe
answered.
"Is there anything better than friend.
ship between nun and woman?"
She nodded:
"indade there is. Me father telt it
for me mother or I wouldn't be hero
now. Me father loved me mother with
all bis strength an' all his sous"
"Could you ever feel 8?" be tusked,
and there was an anxione look in bis
eyes as he waited for her to answer.
She nodded.
"Have you ever telt it?" be went on.
"All me lite," answered Peg in a
whisper.
"As a child, perhaps," remarked Jer-
ry. "Some day it will come to you as
a woman, and then the wbole world
will change for you."
"I know," replied Peg softly. "I've
felt It comm ."
"Singq when?" and once again sus-
pense who, in his voice.
"Ever since -ever since"- Suddenly
she broke off breathlessly, and, throw -
leg her arms above bei bead as though
in appeal, she eried:
"Ob, 1 do want to improve meself.
Now I wish I had been born a lady.
I'd be more wortby of"-
"Wbat? Whom?" asked Jerry ur-
gently and waiting anxiously for ber
answer.
Peg regained control of herself, and,
cowering down again on to the piano
stool, she went on hurriedly:
"I want knowledge now. I know
what yell mean by been' at a disad-
vantage. I used to despise learnin'.
I've laughed at it. I never will again.
I'm no one's equal, I'm just a little
Irish nothire "-
"Don't say that," Jerry interrupted.
"Thank ye for promisin' to help me,
Misther Jerry. But would ye mind
very much if the bad little somethin'
bad one more spurt before I killed it
altogether? Would ye?"
"Why, how do you mean?"
"Take me to that dance tonight-
even without me aunt's permission,
will ye? P11 never forget ye for it if
ye will. An' it'll be the last wrong
thing P11 ever do. I'm just burnin' all
over at the thought of it My beart'i
btrrstin' for it." She suddenly hummed
a waltz refrain and whirled around tbe
Groom, the incarnation of childish aban-
donment.
Mrs. Chichester came slowly down
the stairs, gazing in horror' at the lit-
tle bouncing figure.. As Peg whirled
past the newel post she caught sight
of ber aunt. She stopped dead.
"What does this mean?" asked Mrry,
Chichester angrily.
Peg sank into a chair.
Jerry shook bands with Mrs. Chi-
chester and said: •
"I want you to do something that
will make the child very happy, Will
you atlo•w het to go to a dance at the
Assembly rooms tonight?"
"Certainly not," replied Mrs. Chi-
chester se'erety.
"I could have told ye what she'd say
wurrd for wurrd," muttered Peg.
"I beg your pardon," said Jerry,
straightening up, hurt at the old lady's
tone. "The invitation was also ex-
tended to your daughter, but she de-
clined. I thought you might be pleas-
ed to give your niece a little pleasure."
"Go to a dance -unchaperoned?"
"My mother and sisters will be
there."
"A child of her age?" said Mrs. Chi-
chester.
"Child Is it?" cried Peg vehemently.
"Margaret'.'" and the old lady at-
tempted to Hili nce Peg with a gesture.
"Plaze let one go. ' P11 study me
"head off tomorrow it yell only let me
dance me feet oil a bit tonight Plaze
let met"
The old lady raised her hand com-
manding Peg to stop.
"It was most kind of you to trouble
to come over, Jerry, but it is quite out
of the question."
Peg sprang tip.
Jerry looked at her as if imploring/
her not to anger per aunt any further:
He Shook Mrs. Chichester's hand :phd
said:
"I'm sorry. Good night"
Re turned and Saw Peg deliberate-
ly pointing to the pathway and indi-
cating that he was to meet her there.
Peg, left alone. hurried over to the
windows and looked out into the
night The moonlight was streaming
full down the path through the trees.
In a few moments Peg went to the
foot of the stairs and listened. Not
bearing anything, she crept upstairs
into her own little mauve room, found
a cloak and some slippers and a bat
and just as quietly Crept down again
into the living room.
She just bad time to hide the cloak
and hat and slippers on the immense
window seat when the door opened and
Elthel came into the room. Sbe walk-
ed straight to the staircase without
looking at Peg and began to mount the
stairs.
"Hello, EtheO" ealled' out Peg, all
remembrance of the violent discussion
gone in the excitement of the present
"I'm studyin' for an beer. Are ye
atilt angry 'with me? Won't ye say
'Good night? Well, then, I will. Good
night, Ethel, are Good bless you."
Peg's tittle heart beat excitedly.
The one thought that beat through
her quick brain Wast
"Will Jerry come back tor rue?"
CHAPTER' XXtlit.
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and metiuows ori that' beautiful J irty
night, with the moon sbiniug down on
them.
Once at the great hall bis rootber put
the gauche little Peg at ber ease, in-
troduced her to the most charming of
partners and saw that everything was
done to minister to her enjoyment.
It was a wonderful night for Peg.
She danced every deuce. she had the
supper one with Jerry, she laughed and
sang and romped and was the center
of all the attention. What ,might have
appeared boldness in another with Peg
was just ber innocent, willful, child-
like nature. Sbe made a wonderful
impression that night and became a
general favorite. She wanted it to go on
and on and never to stop. When the
last waltz was played and encored and
the ball was really ended Peg felt a
pang of regret such as she bad not felt
for a long, long time.
"Oh, Isam so happy, so happyt" she
cried as Jerry led her back to her seat
at the conclusion of the last dance.
"I wish I could make the world one
great ballroom for you," said Jerry
ea rnestly.
"Do ye?" asked Peg tremulously.
"I do."
"With you as me partner, danein'
every dance with we?"
"Every one."
"Wouldn't that be beautiful? An'
no creepin' back afther it all like a
thief in the night?"
"No," replied Jerry. "Your own mis-
tress, free to do whatever you wished."
"Oh," sne.crleti impulsively. "wouldn't
tbat be wondbertu !' ..-.-.-.
His mother had come across to say
"Good night" to Peg. In a few mo-
ments his sisters joined them. They
all pressed invitations on Peg to call
on them at Noel's() Folly and. with
Mrs. Chichester's permission, to stay
some days.
Back across the meadows and
through the lanes. under that marvel-
ous moon and with the wild beat of
the "Continental Waltz" echoing from
the ballroom, walked Peg and Jerry.
side by side, in silence. After a little
while Peg whispered:
"Jerry, what were yon gotta' to say
to me when yer mother came up to
us?"
"Something it would be better to say
in the daylight, Peg."
"Sure, why the daylight? Look at
the moon so high in the heavens."
"Wait until tomorrow."
"I'll not slape a wink tbinkin' of all
the wondberful things that happened
this night. Tell me-Terry-yer moth-
er and yer sisters -they weren't asbam-
ed o' me, were they?"
"Why, of course not. They were °
charmed with yon."
"Shall I ever see tbem again?",
"I hope some day you'll see a great
deal of them."
Tbey reached the windows leading
into the living room.
"Good night. Peg," he said.
"What a burry ye are in to get rld
o' me! An' a night like this may nev-
er
ever come. again."
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"Are ye goin' back to tbe Jane?
&re ye gob' to dance the exxtt'a one$
to wouldn't take me back for?'"
"Not if you don't wittb me to."
"Flare don't:' she pleaded earnestly.
"1 wouidu't rent easy if I thought .of
ye with yer erjn around elft of those
fine ladies' waists as it was around
mine such a little while ago -an' me
all alone here. Ye won't, will ye?"
"No, g, I int•,"
EIe tientPedown
wand
okisd her hand
reverently.
At the same moment thesesound of a
high power automobile was heard in
the near distance.
"Take care!" cried Jerry. "Go in.
Some one is corning," «.
Peg hurried in and hid just inside
the windows and beard every word
that followed.
As Peg disappeared Jerry walked
down the path to meet the visitor. He
cause face to face with Obrlstlan
Brent
"Hello, Brent," be said in surprise.
"Why, what in the world"- cried
that astonished gentleman.
"The house is asleep," said Jerry ex-
planatorily,
"So 1 see," and Brent glanced up at
the darkened wtndows. Jerry re-
marked:
"Just coming from the dance? I
didn't see you tbere."
"No," replied the uncomfortable
Brent "1 was restless and just stroll-
ed here."
"Ohl Let us go on to the road."
"Right," said the other man, and
they walked on.
Before they bad gone a few steps
Jerry stopped abruptly. Right in
front of him at tbe gate was a forty
horsepower automobile.
"Strolled here? Why, you have your
ar!" said Jerry.
"Yes," replied Brent hurriedly. "It's
a bright night for a spin."
The two men went on out of bearing.
Peg crept softly upstairs. Just as
The reached the top Ethel appeared
from behind the curtains on ber way
down to the room. She was fully
dressed and carried a small traveling
bag.
Peg looked at her in amazement.
"Ethel!" she said in a hoarse whis-
per,
"Your' cried Ethel under ber breatb
and glaring at Peg furiously.
"Please don't tell any one you've
seen me!" begged Peg.
"Go down into the room!" Ethel or-
dered.
Peg went down the stairs into the
dark room. Etbel followed her,
"What are you doing here?"
"I've been to the 'dance. Oh. ye
won't tell nee aunt, will ye? She'd send
me away, an' 1 don't want to go now,
indade 1 don't." •
"To the dance?" repeated Ethel in-
credulously. Try as she would she
could not rid herself of the feeling that
Peg was there to watch her.
"To the dance?" sbe asked again.
"Yes. Mr. Jerry took me."
"Jerry took you?"
"Yer mother wouldn't let me go. So
Jerry came back for me when ye were
all in bed, an' he took me himself.
An 1 enjoyed it so much. An' 1 don't
want yer mother to know about it Ye
won't tell her, will ye?"
"1 shall most certainly see that my
mother knows of it."
"Ye will?" cried poor broken hearted
Peg.
"I. shall. You bad no right to go."
"Why are ye so hard on me, Ethel?"
"Because I detest you."
"I'm sorry," said Peg simply. "Ye've
spoiled all me pleasure now."
Poor Peg turned away from Ethel
and began to climb tbe stairs. When
she was about beltway up a thought
dashed across her. She came back
quietly into the room and went
straight across to Ethel,
"An' what are you dein' here -at
ibis time o' night? An' dressed like
that? An' with that bag? What does
It mane? Wbere are ye goin'?"
"Go to your room!" said Ethel. tiviti
with anger and trying to keep her
voice down and to hush Peg in ease
tier family were awakened.
"Do ye mean to say ye were goin
with"-
Ethe! covered Peg's mouth wttb utv
nand.
"Keep down your voice, you little
tool!"
Peg freed herself. Ilex temper was
up too. The thougbt of why Ethel was
here was tippertnost in her mind as
she cried:
"Le wns here a minter ago, an' Air
Jerry took him away."
"Ile:'" said Ethel frightenrdly.
stir, Brent." answerer) Peg.
Ethel went quickly to the windows.
Peg sprang in frout of her and t'nught
her by the wrists.
"Were ye sola' n way with him? An
corer me!" insisted Peg.
"Yes." replied Ethel vehemently
':end I um."
"No, ye're not," said the halomtta
hie Peg, bolding her firmly by the
wrist
"Let me go!" whispered Ethel. strug
kiln;; to release tierselt.
"Ye're not goln' out o' this house
tonight It 1 bate to wake every one
"Wake them!" cried Ethel. "Woke
them. They couldn't stop me. Noth-
ing can stop me now. f'In kick of this
living on ebarlty; sick of meeting you
day by day, an implied Insult in your
every look and word, as much as to
say, 'I'm giving you your daily bread:
I'm keeping the roof over yowl' I'm
sick of it. And 1 end it tonight Let
me go, or I'lt-i'it"- And she tried in
vain to release herself from Peg's
grip.
Peg held her relolutely:
"Whet d'ye Inane by Insult? Ari' yer
daily bread? Mi' Unpin' the roof over
ye? What are ye ravin' about At *Ur
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her baby?"
"He hates them, and I bate this! I
tell yon I'm going" -
"So ye'd break yer mother's heart
au' his wife's just to satisfy yer own
selfish pleasure? You'll stay here an'
he'll go back to his home if I have to
tell every one an disgrace ye both."
"No, not You must not do that!
You must not do that!" she cried, ter-
ror stricken. "My mother mustn't
know. She mustn't know. Let me go.
He is waiting, and it is past the
time" -
"Let him wait!" replied Peg firmly.
"He gave his name an' life to a woman,
an' it's yer duty to protect her an' the
child she brought him."
"I'd kill myself first!" answered Eth-
eI through her clinched teeth.
"No, ye won't Ye won't kill yer-
self at all. Ye might have if ye'd
gone with him. Why, that's the kind
of man that tires of ye in an hour an'
laves ye to sorrow alone. Faith, he'd
ha' made love to me it Pd let him."
"What? To you?" cried Ethel in as-
tonishment.
"Yes, to Tae -here in this room to-
day. If ye hadn't come in when ye
did I'd ba' taught bim a lesson be'd ha'
carried to his grave, so I would!"
"He tried to make love to yon?" re-
peated Ethel incredulously, though a
chill came at her heart as she halt
realized the truth of Peg's accusation -
"Ever since I've been dn,this house,"
replied Peg. "An' today he comes to-
ward me with his arms stretched out.
`Hiss an' be friends,' sez be, an' in you
walked."
(To BE CONTINUED.)
Swiss Marriage Customs.
In remote Alpine hamlets and viI-
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pretty customs of proposing mar-
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a maid accepts a bouquet of edel-
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time accepts him as her fiance, the
idea being that the man has risked
his life to obtain the flowers for the
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is for the young man to place a flow-
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a note on the window sill of the
girl's room when she is absent from
home and wait --perhaps days --for
a reply. 1f the maid takes the rose
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parents, but if the rose is allowed to
fade away the proposal is rejected
without a single word having been
exchanged between the couple.
That Barret ('hair.
A woman there was, and she
wrote for the press, as you or 1
might do. She told how, to cut and
sew a dress and how to cook many a
savory mess, but She never had done
it herself, I guess, but none of her
readers knew. She told how to comb
and dress the hair and how out of a
barrel to make a chair --- 'twould
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we thought tbe tale was true. Oh,
the days we spent and the nights we
spent, with hammer and saw and
tack, in making a ehalr in which no
one would alt, in which no one could
possibly sit, without a crick in the
back,
Not a Bout Winner.
Tramp -Owe 1 was well known as >x
wrestler, mum. Indy-.and do yon
wrestle note? Tramp -only wiltpov-
)'t,r. inum.-New Orleans Timet -rtes.
tune.
('ntnpttrlson more than Netlike snakes
men happy And Cdu mak, think
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A LEFT HANDED ARTIST.
Leonardo da Vinci Even Wrote From
Right to Left.
A right handed man in making a
drawing puts his shading from right
to left diagonally downward. A left
handed man puts his shading from
left to right. This is especially no-
ticeable in the drawings of Leonardo
da Vinci, who was left handed, In
the same way a right handed roan,
being asked to draw a spiral, naturally
makes what is called .1 "left handed"
spiral -that is, one that curves clock-
wise, while the left handed man draws
the "right handed" spiral. or that
which curves counter clock -wise.
In his book. "The Curves of Life,"
Theodore Andrea Cook says that a
Sherlock Holmes could tell from the
curves of a carpenter's shavings
whether be was right or left handed,
as a right handed carpenter invariably
drives his plane a little to the left,
producing right handed screws, while
the left banded carpenter pushes his
plane a little to the right and produces
left handed screws.
Screws and corkscrews are right
hand screws unless made for some
special purpose. Left hand screws
can be bought from any large hard-
ware dealer. Coffin screws for some
unexplained reason are always left
hand screws. Man is naturally right
handed, and it has been suggested•
that this may be owing to the position
of his heart on the left side. So all`
tools and weapons have been adapted
to right handed men. This is true of
the adze, plane, scythe, gimlet, auger.
scissors, snuffers, shears, etc.
The strongly left handed man will
continue to use such tools with his
left hand, even though with incon-
venience, but he in whom the left
handedness is not a strong bias be-
comes ambidextrous through the use
of the right handed contrivances and
appliances of everyday life.
Mr. Cook mentions many customs
that have arisen throtrglr the normal
right handedness of man. Among
these is the rule or driving to the left,
which still obtains in England, Porta.
gal. Sweden and parts of Austria, It-,
aly and Switzerland. This is a sur-
vival of riding days, when men held
the reins in their left hands in order
to leave their right free to use their
swords.
The most notable example of a loft
handed artist is 1.• r,,;nrdo da Vinci Ile
also n'rotc With F's heft hand and
wrote ft'oni richt 1 • left tin that any
one who wants to 1n,l his lmtnuseripts
or the attun(atien• r n l;is di:t'1 ones
Isom! use :1 111i1'I',• '1'ilis. 11' eti l'111i !. In
Mr Cola:. k. the 1," u1',11 nit;11"1 10 t11,•
left Int u:lyd n111
1. C,rd Thr# [: e'tty, .. .
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is So eld.t':1 i ru.11 ;lie •
alarm nate iti.d th •
of two pehbh" t. n
Scotland it is s11!
drop of the dot -i:'- •,
is never taker „ • • •,
it is always i1.:,,.:.•
Lo;eurr. • r ...
Leisure is Iva t ha 1 `r' , 1
Charaetel•istie of 1 •,
bears the ni.
lots of 11811'," I11 ,,,, , t
lot," while Its i11:,:lt,l:1 1" .,.,•
"taSsies'• 1!1)13 "inn) e) .' 1 1 :. • '1
being an a111)tiiou to rhe "- . r.•t
fruit farms.
Ono Argument He Won.
"Ph, clod you ever wit an ar_unient
With m:1?"
"Once. my boy: 1 eonvinr•t'it l i't that
1 was the man abs ought to (flatly "
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