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HomeMy WebLinkAboutExeter Times, 1906-10-04, Page 2M +0+0+a+o.tyo+0+0/0♦0+0+0+0-0+0+0+oiO+olo+0+* .0I had never conceived. He sat looking ramm�� �. a at her in stleuce after tier brusque re- "EEVON OR, A HOPELESS LAVE. "gyp+O+O4 o+o+O•iO+O♦O+GO+o+o+o+o-+o+o+o+O♦O+o+ CHAPTER IV. As nearly every roan suffers more or less from the nrertslee at some time in his life, so he is liable, after ho reaches maturity, to undergo a slight or severe attack, as the case may be, of the Sor- rows of Werther. The symptoms of the disease aro easo'y recognised. The patient is likely to be somewhat fev- erish; his pulse Is irregular; he grows resifts and morbid; if he Ls Intellectual, he Is apt to adopt the philosophy o1 negation and worship Schopenhauer and von Hartmann. Bulger van Slack had never been in love. He had reached the age of twen- ty-seven without tasting the dangerous Haernony of Eros, that small root "of divine effect" which robs the reason of Its poise and plays mad pranks with men. Not that he was unlmpressible. On the contrary, his was a highly sen- sitive nature, and every form of physical or mental beauty awakened his enthusi- asm. The uranlc glories of the star- light tarlight night thrilled him with a vague delight; the towering grandeur of the Alps, the castled splendors of the Rhine, the majest:' of the mountains that overlook the Hudson, had charmed hhn with the magic spell of their eternal glories. The architectural triumphs of the Old World, the paintings ofg reat masters, the poems In marble wrought by famous sculptors—in short, what- ever touched the esthetic chords of his being were dear to h'.rn, and he gazed upon the fair forms and gorgeous col- ors with which man and nature have decked the world, with all an artist's passion. To such a man, of course, the beauty of woman was not without significance. ilc had seen many countries in the 'our years that had followed his graduoticu from college, and had met many women. But he had never felt for any one of thein more than n passing Interest. Cri- tically he had studied each new Inco that had come before his notice; care- fully he had weighed the mental attain- rncnls of the women he had known. All this he had done, however, :villi no more enthusiasm than had warmed him when judging the artistic merits of the Venus of Milo, or when weighing the Intellectual force of some new author called to his attention. He had at length reached the conclusion that in women physical perfection and mental brilliancy never go hand In hand. Ho boldly doubted the testimony of history upon this point, and measured the cir- cumference of existence by the diameter of his own experience. Von Slack was essentially a modern product. To him the traditions of the past had little meaning. He had studied closely the records of the human race, he had sought to find in them the an - ewer to the problem of existence; he had turned at one tirne to religion to satisfy the nameless longings of his nature, and, failing there, had asked from science a solution of the mysteries which beset him. The man of to -day unless he Is engaged in giving a rea- son for the faith that is not in him, is little more than an interrogation - point. Van Slack's active mind, cul- tured, broadened by travel, and restless from lack of a settled purpose, had at last driven hi►n into that cureless state In which the oh,inte, agnosticism, takes the place of that enlivening faith which, (hough its foundations may be unrea- sonable, cheers its possessor with rev- erence for the past and hope for the fu- ture. Often had he exclaimed with the fit: "But what am 1? An infant crying In the night: An infant crying for the light And with no language but a cry." Let such a man as this once find a women who alone, of all others in the world, ran fill his soul with that ecs- tasy of which poets have sung since prst the light of letters glimmered in the East. and he will give himself up 'to, love with feverish fervor. For years he has been seeking an idol In the are alract; he has found one in the concrete. When Bulger van Slack had first heard the voice of Yvonne Durkee sing - Ing that ell -fashioned ballnde, there had come over him a sensation of tri- umph, a strange exaltation of spirit which hal seemed to hien to recall the glories of a life long previous to the earthly existence he wan now fulfilling. The voice aprcarcd to speak to him from a past perhaps centuries remote. .When he had looked upon the woman for the first time, the acne sr•h.alion, though not so clearly defined. had again thrilled him ile had not attempt- ed to re vein about thbs peculiar experi- ence. \\eel the ria klessnrss of n Iglus- eLle r he had given himself up to the ovcnwheneing sweetness of 1l all, rind had cured not to analyze the curious phrnoinenon presented to him. II wos abort three o'clock in the rifler - florin of the day upon which he had and Dare hnd gone to the Clare office that van Since ley at full length open the deserted Leach allut heft a mile ir•orn the village. Jimmy had no leisure in the morning for a plunge in the surf he Nal donned his bathing -suit sn►ne line after luncheon, and had wandered alone up the sands. until Bled with the exer- elsc he had Thr, wn huaself down upon the tr'nrh and given waw to reverie. 11,e Sabeilan song ef the mysterious sen urea the tnly sound that Lroke the greet of the su:nrr.cr a'terncon. As he lay there motionless, the cern( r (?f II1! manly- f, rm drought nut. a str,,ng relief against 1.4 yellow di% en et the sh: re. the eyes of 05c youth restlessly scanned the horieon. ills handsome fare wore 41 I. •xpre salt n a Later discontent. The bola dile of the Inaisunmer sky, the cooling ministrations of the perfumed breeze, the overwhelming Impression of infinity that the ocean always gives for a time wholly failed to quiet the fever in his looks. The cool embrace of the curving waves wooed him In vain. Listlessly he lay there, ar.d the purpose of his visit to the share seemed to be forgutten. After a while he seemed to grow calmer, for his face lost its look of un- rest, his eyes closed, his feature re- laxed, and his head fell Lack upon a pillow of sand. Slowly the tide crept up, and every succeeding wave appeared t ► outrival its predecessor in the effort to reach the sleeping figure of the man upon the beach. Suddenly van Slack was awakened by what seemed to be a mild shower of sand falling against his upturned cheek. Springing up in a nervous way, he saw before him the woman who had for some) hours engrossed every moment of his waking thoughts. Yvonne Durkee, attired for a bath in the break- ers, stood before him, her face radiant with laughter. "Pardon, monsieur," she exclaimed, holding out her hand to him, "but I feel that 1 have saved your life. You should not sleep so near the water when the tide is corning in." Her merriment, unaffected as a school -girl's, broke out afresh. The hand with which van Slack wel- comed his preserver was as cold as ice. Al this unexpected meeting the blood had rushed to his heart. while his puls- es throbbed with abnormal energy. He looked at Mrs. Durkee with mingled surprise and admiration. The woman who stood before him was the only one who had ever appeared to advantage In his eyes attired in a bathing -costume. The dark blue garment that she wore was trimmed with white braid. The short skirt coming to her knees made her height seem almost stately. Her arms were bare to the shoulders, and their white, firm flesh looked like sculp- tured marble against the dark back- ground of her dress.. Her golden -tinted hair was caught up in o coil behind her head, and no oil -stein cap In hideous folds hid the voluptuous beauty of her treses. 'There was nothing In her at - tiro that would have created gossip upon the most conservative bathing - bench in the world, but In thnt lonely place her appearance brought sharply (e van Slack's mind the conviction that what may seem perfectly en regle in a crowd sometimes loses its propriety by isolation. That Mrs. Durkee saw nothing In her prams* circumstances which should Atm her to regret the absence of a chaperonic assemblage was evident. Calmly she seated herself upon the beach, and as she allowed a handful of warm sand to trickle through her fing- er's, said: "Mr. Durkee has been quite 111 since you left him. 1 think the peal has af- fected him. He dropped into a deep sleep about an hour ago, so f felt at liherty lo take my daily frolic in the surf." What a rare thing is a fine voice among women who have lived long in New England! The climate of that part of the world seems to have an evil in- fluence upon the vocal chords. But Mrs. Durkee's voice bore no evidence of the fact that she had been in Patonket the major portion of her life. The warm, mellow sweetness of her utter- ance reminded the hearer of Bunny lands in the South, of rich wines, of luscious fruits, of the dreamy, passion- ate music that sometimes comes, as though from a far-off country, when the stars are burning in the blue expar►se of a summer night. Vividly did van Slack feel the magic Influence of her thrilling tones, and he smiled some- what bitterly se he realized that, how- ever sweet might be the sounds he heard, the words were of Isaiah Dur- kee. "Then you are fond of the surf?" he asked In a commonplace way, es he leaned on his elbow and looked up Into her face. "Mon Dieu', yesl" she exclaimed, her eyes turning with passionate eagerness toward the ocean. "The sea has been my mother, sister, friend. euunsclor, and confidante. 1 know it In all its moods. It seems to nue to be a great, omnipotent being. Sometimes It is nngr• and roars and scolds as though it chided me. Again it smiles, and ca - lessee me, and i am Nippy. At night ;t sings to Inc n song that seethes my hart and brings nue a dreamless sleep; and when 1 waken in the morning 1 rush to the window to Lid my sea bon jour.' Ah, yes, I love the sea; 1. ve the sea." It passion In ht'r manner astonish- ed Ler hearer. Iler cheeks had gi uw n rctl %with the wnr mile of her words, and her eyes glowed. Fur once, at least. in Ms life an Sleek ;aid a foolish ',ring. "i would that I were the ocean," he excerinied. ells. Durkee laughed onlriget. "1 at woul.l spoil it," she said blunt- ly. "it would lose Its most heroic rine ds.•' Van Slack flushed angrily. Iie felt that he hnd deserve:1 :he rebuke Flit, hnd so Amply administered, 1 ut the! dna not make it any the more welcome. Tire conviction was rapidly stealing over hire Ihat Mrs. Durkee was a wo- man not easily to be under'oad; (tint if Ire tried to measure her 1.%‘'.11e alond- arcls of the world to which he had been geeeettereen IQ W'i'ld lit` con;(1 !t. mae Mg llun ens. ?lie (act as, that a lift, of almost complete solitude, de- voted wholly to books, new.cpafers. musty, end reverie, had nnde of Mrs. Durkee a strange, eccentric ?gang;. th like of IN hero van Slack's kalagto&Uon mark. At length he exclaimed, as though impelled b (a curiwity that had become irresistible: "Why do you live in such a place as this?' "Why does a tree grow where 1t is planted?' returned Mrs. Durkee, follow- ing the New England habit of answering one question by another. "Ah, but you are so different from the grove In which you are routed," re- marked the young man, continuing her metaphor. "You are like a gruceful palm In a field of scrub oak." "Why should I not be well content, then? A palm so placed would have no rivals." "Yes, but let us change the figure a little. A war rior is said to feel a stern joy in foemen worthy of his steel." "Your ideas are of the world, world- ly. Do you think that a woman cares for nothing but the joy of conquest? Dors not peace count for something?" "'Full many a gem of purest ray se- rene the dark, unfathomed eaves of ocean bear,'" quoted van Slack. "But do you know, I have always felt that such jewels were not so well off as those which glitter before the eyes of a bustling, enchanting world, where they can hear the praise that men be- stow upon their beauty." "Ah, monsieur, you may be right, but the gem buried in the ocean is in no danger of being tarnished by the cor- ruption of the world. It rests content- ed in the arms of the sea, and gazes not upon the sin and sorrow of a realer that may be enchanting, as you Fay, but is often cruel to the brightest Jew- els that it gathers." Van Slack was silent. Perhaps she was right; but she seemed so well fit- ted by nature and ottainments to shine in the great world against which she apoke that he felt sharply the In- justice of fate in condemning her to so secluded an elstehce. "But tell ine," he said after a time, "dc not these people bore you?" "Ennui, monsieur, conies from with- in, not from without. If you have read your Emerson carefully you must have learned that even in such a place as I'atonket a person nem has no love for Philistia may be contented." "Yes. That may be so --fur a native. Bul you aro a foreigner." "Oh, non. I was, perhaps, but That was long ago. And really Patuuhet is quito_cosmopolitan. \\'c have a Polish shoemaker in the tilt+age. A itussian cultivates a farm on the outskirts. Lit- tle Fritz in the ollice is a German. 1 was born in Bretagne. \Vherever you ge in this locality you will find i?uro- peans whose queer histories would make strange reading could any one ob• talo their secrets. But 1, monsieur, have no romance In my life. Mine is a very simple story. Would you like to hear It?" "Above all things," answered van Slack with fel vor. "Mon Dieu, how you do exaggerate! You see I am not used to the words of a worldling. You must try to talk honestly to me, monsieur." Van Slack was not quite certain that she herself was speaking "honestly." "Well," she continued, looking down Into his face, "my father was a French- man who hated the new order of things at home. My grandfather was behead- ed In the days of 'the Terror.' Every succeeding generation of our family op- posed the growth of democracy in France. With that same inconsistency that even deposed royalty has sometimes shown, my father, detesting the rule of the people, look refuge in the land where the people are especially predominant. Why he chose Patonket for his hotne k hard to say. It was far from the bustle and fever of the world he had grown weary of; and, as he often used k Ray to me, the waters before' us stretch away inti] they wash the shores of Brittany and break upon the beach beneath the old castle of Kercahalec. 1 he nremorles of my younger days have grown dim. Patooket has been my home. and 1 love 1t. My father lies buried 1n the graveyard here. Here have 1 apent the more recent years of my life. 1 have been happy. What Incise can one want?" There was a ring of deflance In her voice, os though she were steeling her- self against the attacks of an adver- sary. Van Slack wos disappointed. She had really told him but little of her past, but he felt that he could not ask her to be more explicit. Suddenly she turned her eyes to his and said. "What do you want with the Clarion? You are not a believer In Pro- hibition." '1 am not. Are you?' returned the young men quickly. 'fhe blood rushed to Mrs. Durkee's face. "Jr suis In femme d'un Prohibitionist,' she aruwerrd adroitly. Van Slack smiled. Her words had pleased him. "No," he said, "1 believe that the same ci,rioeny rind rebellion from restraint Welch, nrrordmg to the old legends, caused our first parents In eat the for- bidden fruit are potent forces in the world to clay. When ynim throw• around run thing Ilse some fascinations that per - mined In the fatal tree in Eden you Allred week men to it." "There is a man here in the village %elm illustrates your theory," she said in n tone that showed the interest she took In the subject. "Hie name is Tonle—'Jim' Poole. ile cane In Paton• ked about a year ego Wen Greyport. 'f lieug:h he lied lived ell his life %within Fight of drinking -saloons. he had never indnli.'ed in liquor until he came to oar %ilinge. New. men Dien, he Is a bract! Ile was the y roti a 'bully.' Ile SUPPORT SCOTT'S !ML'L%1UN se:wee as • brills to tarry the weakened and starved system along vat!! It tan Lad tint supetri in orelinary feed. ."*' Stud for free SCOTT a N , .e�i!'cwr u T.sn. r�.asL•, 1a. esi $:.oa; .t: dreesoi . ilimmimmommimir . i..•r7ar/L h Smart Man feint the city —Where does this road go to my boy? Country Boy--Duu't know, mister, ft's always here when 1 conic this way. Is a gigantic fellow, and of tremendous strength. 'l'1,ere is one very curious thing about hire. He is an enthusiastic Prohibitionist, so fur as his words go. I have known him to come into the of- fice and talk for hours with my hus- band about what he cells 'the cause.' I really believe that if he had stayed In Greypart, where, you know, they sell liquor openly, Jim Poole would net be to -day a hypocrite and drunkard.' She shrugged her shoulders impati- ently, and buried both hands deep in the sand. Van Slack felt a sensation of ludicrous Impatience pass over hire. ilere was a woman who might have graced Ilis salon of Madame tlecamier, talking in an earnest way about a tippling Yan- kee. Ile hardly knew whether to laug i or not. "You have not told me, monsieur," she remarked after a moment, "whet greater debt of gratitude 1 placed upon you In the office this morning than you already owed ine." She smiled down at hien mischeviously. "Ah, my debt is growing heavy, Mrs. Durkee. You added to it just now by saving my life." "But you dodge my gtreelion," "You will not be annoyed if I answer it, then?" "How can i tell?" she asked with crushing logic. "Well, I will run the risk," he re- marked. "but you will accuse me of talking like a worldling." "Can a leopard change its spots?" "Perhaps ---if It undergoes n miracle. Even a niondeln may find his Laing re- volutionized in an Instant Ly a power that .earns to hire supermu ?ural." "i don't understood you. Voices sg.eak from the clouds no longer." "'That Is n strange reniark for a wo- man who ants made the sea her father confessor. But let me put a hypothe- tical question, as they say in the courts." "(;o ori." "Suppose, then, that it men, young and possessing both means and leisure, should travel over the world, seeing great cities and meeting many men and women. Suppose that he binged to find his aflinity; that, though hardened by his contact with society, he still 'heard In his soul the echo of wonderful melo- dies,' and clung to the 1.- i f that some- where omawhere in the world was the one woman who could satisfy every hope of its ar- dent being. Suppose that, as the years went by, he met with constant disap- pointments. Suppose that he Lectern cynical and allowed his quest to langu- ish. Then suppose that in a remote corner of the world, far from the haunts where he had thought to meet this wo- man. he should one day find her, more glorious in mind and body than his im- agination in its most ealted moments had ever conceived. Tell me, in such a case, would not such a man have cause for gratitude?" The passionate manner of the speaker filled his hearer with dismay. For the first time she seerned to realize that she had done an imprudent thing in plac- ing herself en tete-a-tete with a man No Adulteration 1s usod in the preparation of "SALAD CEYLON GREEN TEA. THB TEA THAT OUTCLASSES AL% JAPANS. REFUSE SUBSTITUTES. LEAD PACKETS ONLY. 404. Al' ALL UK who was well -night a stranger to her, in such a place as a deserted ocean beach. "Your question Is interesting," she said coldly, "but as It puts only a sup- posititious case It Is hardly worth con- sidering. But It Is growing late. I must have my plunge." On the Instant she sprang from his side, end leaping through the interven- ing waters dived with grace and power straighe through the centre of a tower- ing breaker Just as it raised its proud top before falling against the shore. Von Slack followed her at once, and soon they were swimming together for beyond the white-cresled sur!. The young man was astonished at the prowess of his companion. She swam with the case of one long accustoliled to the exercise, and never for an in- stant slid the thought of fatigue seem to enter her mind. Sometimes flouting on her back, sometimes swimming beneath the surface of the water, she was as fearless as a mermaid, and, ,to van Slack's mind, as weird. Ile could not owerinke her. Ho was a powerful swim- mer himself, but by his utmost efforts h' was unable to approach her. At length she seemed to grew weary of the spurt, for she turned toward the land and with long, sweeping strokes hurried shoreward. As they stood dripping upon the Leach. laughing from the effects of that physical de.ight such a contest with the ocean always gives to healthful youth. a voice at hand startled thein by its unexpectedness: "Long otrdl" Fritz stood before them, a broad grin on his face, and a gleam of malice in his eyes. Fritz was a wicked little ur- chin. ile seerned to feel that the posi- tion he held as a "devil" made a cer- tain demoniac quality essential to his cherarcter. Ile was something of a fanner, someth!ng of a seaman. some- thing of n erintc•r. and n gond deal of a rascal. He was "smart," as they say hi New Zealand, and he knew it. Or- phan as he was, he had been allowed to run wild, rind had become the lend- ing black sheep of his age In a village which had no l: rk of "bad" boys. "Long our!! Mr. Turkee was asking for you, Mrs. Turkee. He vas feeling petter." In another in'tant Yvonne Durkee was running up the beach toward her Isolated ballehouse, and van Slack was left alone. Fritz, with an ever-brond- entug grin on his sun -burned face, had started back to the %•hinge In that hasty manner that characterized his every ac- tion. (fo be Continued.) MILK DISPLACING ALCOiIOL. In a speech at the Bishopsgate Insti- tute, London, Sir Victor Horsley Rave some remarkable figures to show how the use of alcohol in hospitals 1s de- clining. in 1862 nearly 140,000 was spent on alcohol in the London hospi- tals arid 115,000 on milk; in 1902 the situation was almost eictly reversed. about $15,0u0 being spent on alcohol and over 140,1110 on milk. A DISTINGUISHED Rosehery's Attempt al a Joke and NAVAL SIGNAL BOOK LOST vOLumE OF 4ltl:1'I IU14u1Tf:%Nt.t:1'A 111111 aI.\ D1'-.%1`1'1: tltS. The Na%al Code %lay Il:aee to be Changed al Fuoruious Espenee. According to reliable information the cede signal bcok of the cruiser Vinite- It%o, now at Sheernes••, has Leen lost. 'Elie book contains the private signals of the 1:hunnel fleet, and its los is not only a matter of prefwunet import- msod 6o ice to the navy, but tothe /rihsh Enr- ocnats fire. The sailor %%ho had charge of the book under the aper %'men of iters - ccr has been arrested and so nru' h in1- Lord porhurco is attached ito the affair that the leave of both atlas rs nod crew has liuw 11 Curve Out. been entirely stopped. Di%er:s are now The Hon. Joseph Chamberlain is fond n! work searching 11-4. the missing book. of relating an incident that occurred It is understood that (he man under wh le he and Lord kosebery were re- , ai rest declares nett he es -tired of the turning from the theatre one night. service and that lie throw the Look \\'hide crossing the street they were ac- enerboard whet) the midshipman was costed by a ragged boy who, after sweeping the mud Irour their path, ask- ed for aline. Lord ltosel cry was about to give the Loy a coin when an idea struck him. "My boy," said Itesebery, "if you will hit that policeman a swat on the back with your nudely broom 1 will give you T1M►. not looking, in order that he ;mole Lo dismissed (rein the navy. VALUABLE BOOK. These secret signal books of the fleet contain information of the very highest value to any great power with which (Treat Britain might lied herself at were len shillings." Prompt to the word, the It se well ku•iwn Itrul they have a very bow crept in back of the officer, and, great coninren_inl talus and that (lio raising his hruuun, struck hien in the Se'cr'et Sersbce ngente of tumelgn Geneve - back, and ran. but to the dismay cf mends, who are always to be found in ftosebery the rll]cer caught the boy al- the neighborhood of naval stations, "'IiI ler a chase of a few yards. pay enormous sinus to obtain posses• Not wanting to leave the boy in a stun 01 one. rix, Bosebcry tried to tax things up with In evidence given before rr Royal Co:n- Ihe ofi, buhe wunlleurari rr. s,iun a few' years ago it was suited would nbcerot listen ttand toorttny gck lhe►n ell three up to the station. They were then taken lefore the judge of the station and after survey - that France urce spent tietal,000 a year 011 hi r secret Service, and 1l is well-known that Germany spends twice this .Sum annually, and !tussle an almost equally Ing them through his glasses he Wall large amount. down a book and turning to Chamber le- I The signal looks are guarded with lain asked his name. "Han Joseph; the greatest care. At the close of each Chamberlain," was the reply, and the � w etch rho ollicer of the watch nurst judge smiled. l satisfy himself that the book is .ale, flosebery responded also with his full and his relief's first duly is to verify title, "Lord Hosehe,.y.'• ( this. During the vetch the wurnedt The boy was next and stepping to officer Ls responsible to the lieutenant the front he drew himself up to his; fur its safekeeping. hull Leight and wailed for the usual: Should the signal book of the \ in• question, "Yore' name?" delive not be recovered, it is probable "Aly name?" sn d the boy. "even,' that the whole or most of the set ret judge, I'm not the kind as goes Lack codes in use throughout the feet wuuul on me pals. I'm the 'Duke of \\'ailing- have to be roast --tit an enormous cost len.'" of time and labor and grave ineen\cni• ence to the navy. 1\tl'Oi1TA':1' Si•.r.I11e1S. I'fiF. ELEPiIAN'f'S LITTLE JOKE. A big circus elephat has held up a train n! Belfast, Michigan.t.\'hen the to letrchi'tg yo'mg officers the tine of train stopped at the station the ale- signals and then recognition without T haul, who was in a truck adjoining recourse to the book. it usually lakes the engine, filled his trunk with water a roan n v. ry Inng lune to Ienrn to n ud from the engine lank and deluged the n conversation by flogs nt sight. It driver and stoker, driving them from the signals are altered, 1l is obro..us The sera lords attach great Imporlrance the engine cab, and when they tried to rete: -n he repeated his tactics. A rnnn on the platform was enjoying the joke until the [Infiniti turned Iris attention' 1 ) him and gave Trim a trunkful, knock-' ing him off the platform, whence he rolled down an embankment arid re • - ceived injuries which terminated fntnlly.: The elephant remained master of the , situation until he had drained the tank. RECITATIONS BY PIIONOGBAPH. Since the beginning of the year a phonograph has been used in the Theo- logical Fnculty of the University of Vienna. Professor Swoboda, the head o' the Faculty, had noticed that while reciting the students always made the ramie mistakes. it then struck him thnt by means of a phonograph their mistakes might be demonstrated to them In a striking manner. The re- sults exceeded all expectations. WE RECOMMEND White Bear ine Sharps THiS MINE adjoins (please note adjoins) The LeRoi—and is in a fair way now to repeat the history of that famous mine—About sso tons were shipped (taken out in course of development only) in August—netting alter paying for all transportation and smelter charges about TEN DOLi.ARS per ton. The management, directors end shareholders deserve the greatest credit and the fullest measure of success for their persistency and courage. Do you realize what " Repeating the History of Le Roi" means ? FIGURE IT OUT : $100 Invested in Le Rol at 50, now worth $ 20,000 500 Invested in Le Rol at So, now worth 100,000 1000 Invested In Le Rol at 50, now worth 200,000 You can buy the non-asse-sable White Bear now on the open market at nbnut roc per share. Send for reports and pa-tictilars and judge whether it will likely sell for one dollar per share in the near future. You are the architect of your own fortune—only the " might have beens " and " has beens" prate dolefnliy of LUCK in others. U.te your own judgment, investigate and RAKE TOUR jMONC%- WORK. We Have Buyers and Sellers for North Star, Sullivan, Canadian Cold Fields Syndicate Amalgamated Cobalt, Nipissintt, Consolidated Smelters, Canadian Oil, Colonial Loan Investment, Giant, California, Monte Crista, etc., etc. In fact as a client aptly put it recently, we ask you to " Look up your BOX—examine your STOX---and write FOX." Somewhat slangy, but it's pointed and pithy. WE INVITE YOUR CORRESPONDENCE. FOX & ROSS STOOK BROKERS --Members Standard —Moe! Sze ha nye. Standard Stook Exchange Building • Oar. Oostt and Oi*sras Streets, TORONTO. Main 2786—ESTAYLISMED 1507. that an entirely fr-etsh study will to needed and teat all will have to Le learned mnew. 11 is u striking testimony to the high eflietency and legally of the fleet the( thefts or signal books are utmost ,in - known. \\ hen They have bee taken, it has been, ns n rule, to gratia petty spite on ?tie Will of a thoughtless sea- men. who believed he could thus annoy h s officers. A seaman who tempers sv bh a signal Look lays himself open to a long Ir•rni of imprisonment. The bullieship hence George lost her signal book over two yeara ago. 'I he book was afterwards found floating in the Tagus. A code signet hook was lost al t'ortemouth aunte years ago. It was stolen by a sailor, who took tt ashore and burned it in a fit of temper over what he considered umreces>•ruily severe punishment that had been in- flicted un him. The Vindictive, from which the pre- sent bo'.k has been betel, is a setend- class cruiser of 5,750 tons. IIOW LO4:OMO'lI%'ES PI(:K UP %%ATTR Troughs are Placed Along the Line at Intervale. An Indere-ting article Is contributed to Pearsorrs Magazine, deserrbing hew engines pick up water when travelling at full speed, thereby effecting an im- mense saving in time by the abollfion ef the frequent slaps that would ,1' is, Mg be ne'essary. Lo1'on,ollvr> m ek- ing fust pnsseng. r Bone • onsunoe from 25 to 50 gallons of water every mile they run. the gnaolity varying with the weight of the train. the elate of the weather, and other eondalons. Hence A Iron u •ed to Le frequently stopped at a station for the engine to (punch 11, Thirst at a water column when. from a frailly point of view. such n slop was unnecessary. But ether; the lntrodertion of water trou;•hs nn the grant rarlt%nys en;'Ines can lick up from ene to two thousand gallon % of water In about 0f. teen seconds when running at fall al.ee 1 . '1'o pick np water t n simple operation. but. even to the enginrnia11, l' ie an esriting Tennent on the jeer - n, w. "As the train rashes nk•ng, both driv- e. and fireman are 011 the nil( to lo - 1 cote the position of the troughs. This h nn ea.'.y matter in daylleht, but in the dark it is more r111lleult; !ley L+relie, • then to IP guele 1 tie 'oma Inn'hi tart:. Silt 11 as an n'er•bridv.e. or by the shoed ns when the train nem lI.s over nn rr.n bridge. \\'htle tire driver, with Lei hrnrl nn the reemalor, loolcs out nh'. -1, the firemen winches for the hoar:.,, and 111 instant 111,,1 the teener is (not L. he, with a quirk turn of the limet1e otos. new, in( a sem op end mei the rapid rite of the water in the t. n• der e, indicrited I.v a gunge. Ile mist he prompt In revering the screw Jnst I before the tender et full, oUierw►.e the wad. r will r,pieit out In great volume thro tgh the o.'rfow pipes, and fend the bele," Water Iro,rghs are merely pat d, wn aloin el) or e0 nates apnrl. A trrefer nrdlnarily curries ateut 3010 grinnee I of wet ar, tint in Coe nhaenec of "p,••k- Ing up' apparel:• on snn:e stover, sshr re heavy Irnlns hn%e to travel long d:a. tames without a stop, it tit• tarn fromrl I erre- .Wry to dnercn=e the (merrily of I the lenders to 4110 or even 4,500 yai• 1 Ions.