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HomeMy WebLinkAboutExeter Times, 1915-5-27, Page 3111 1 _...sieamosimirmomossaminewseamorwelamegaumsnmarteromeammiages,nameettianutitenammeses Boots Th Stood the M E S H 0 L D E N McCREADY LIMITED, Canada's largest shoe manufacturers, sup, plied, within thirty-three days,12,217 pairs of leather ankle boots and 30,000 pairs of: canvas shoes fal` the outfitting of the First Canadian Contingent, the largest quantity supplied by any manufacturer, ' These boots were worn by our soldiers on active service both in this country and in the training camps in England. They were sub- jected to the most severe usage ,,that boots could be subjected to. They travelled over rough roads and smooth, They waded through mud and through slush past all description. They were soaked by the never:ceasing rains of an abnormally wet English winter. They were baked on hot stoves, grilled on steam radiator's and roasted before open fires. Yet, THEY STOOD THE TEST. Out or the entire 32,217 pairs ,of leather boots supplied by this company only a single pair was shown to be open to criticism when the, Government enquiry was made six months later.. Experts employed by the Government exatn- ined 1365 pairs, and 348 odd boots made by various manufacturers. Among the number wore found only seven pairs of boots of Ames Holden McCready manufacture, or which five were found to be repairable, one pair unrepair- able, and ONE PAIR HAD A SOLE UNDER GAUGE. The best proof of the durability and service- ability of the Ames Holden McCready boots, however, .was afforded by the sworn state- ments of soldiers who had worn these boots constantly from the time they were issued in September, 1914, right through to March, 1915. They swore that they had worn the boots through all the rough experiences at Valear- tier and on Salisbury Plain and that they had given excellent service throughout. Ser- geant Nussey, of Toronto, who had served twelve years in the British Army, appealed be- fore the Committee with a pair of such boots still on his feet and submitted them to the committee's inspection. The testimony of these witnesses has since A been amply corroborated by numerous .reports and letters received from officers and soldiers at the front all testifying to the good wearing qualities of the Ames Holden McCready boots. * * * * When the question was raised concerning the quality of the Canadian soldiers' boots, Ames Holden McCready Liliaited placed them- selves IMMEDIATELY upon record, by writing to the Government, as desirous of having the. most thorough investigation of the matter, The appointment of a Parliamentary Committee and the ofIleial enquiry followed. It occupied sev- eral weeks' time. The Committee stopped at nothing in their efforts to get at all the facts. This Company purchased the best leather and supplies available in Canada and spared no expense in manufacturing the boots. All our :invoices, and shop and manufacturing records were produced before the Parliamentary Com- mittee for their - inspection and information. We had nothing to hide and were proud of the boots which were furnished to the Government, THE AMES HOLDEN McCREADY BOOTS CAME OUT OF THE ORDEAL UNSCATHED. The Committee reported to Parliament that the boots supplied by this company substan- tially complied with the sample, that no paper or other fraudulent substances had been em- ployed in their manufacture and that all charges involving the integrity of this company or of the boots supplied by them had been abundantly disproven by the sworn evidence taken before the Committee. The report, which was adopted by Parlia- ment, was A COMPLETE VINDICATION FOR AMES HOLDEN McCREADY LIMITED. * * * * In bringing these fact;; prominently before the people of the Dothinion, Ames Holden McCready Limited are actuated by the desire not only to protect their own good name — which needs no vindication with the thousands of Canadians who aro familiar with this com- pany and its products — but also that of a notable and important Canadian industry, which has been unwarrantably aspersed. ES 11., 1. � �Lntr � e a ADY �•�Iverc �ybobid MONTREAL - TORONTO - WINNIPEG - ST. JOHN EDMONTON - VANCOUVER - DE LORIMIER - 'ST. HYACINTHE 11 i Th Lady o? Lane step° s .� Or, Leonora West's Love. CHAPTER XXV,—(Continued). "Aunt West, would you really do that much for me?" site exclaimed, delight- edly. "Yes, I would," Mrs. Weet answered, firmly. "Poor Dick left you to me to take care of, and I'm bound to do the beet I can for roar hap:pinees.' ' At! said Leonora, eheoking an .imps: tient sigh. 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'Yes; you shall go, dear, and stay all day. if you like. I'll put you up a nice cold lunch in a little basket, and I'll hire the lodge•keeper'e boy to show you the way. I'll give him a shilling to go, and he will stay all day to keep you from getting frightened," "I shall not be frightened," said Leo- nora, radiant. "I don't know; it's still and lonesome. like there, and the bate and screech -owls might startle you. And there's an old dis- mantled chapel, too—" "Oh, how lovely! I shall sketch that, too! Leonora exclaimed, clapping her hands like a gleeful child. "And a little old graveyard," pursued Mrs. West. "Some of the Lancaetere are buried there. You might be afraid of their ghosts." "I ant not afraid of the Lae -toasters, dead or living," the girl answered, eaucily, her sprouts rising at the prospect before her. She set forth happily under the convoy of little Johnnie Dale, the lodge -keeper's lad, a to uaoious urdhin who plied. her with small. -talk while he walked by her side with the lunch -basket Mrs. Weet had prepared with as dainty caro as if for Lady Lancaster herself. She did not oheok the boy's happy volu- bility, although sho did not heed it very niuch,.either, as they hurried through the grand old park, where the brown -eyed deer browsed on the velvety green grass, end the ,great oak -trees oast shadows, .per- haps a century old, across their path. When they had shut the park gates be- hind them, and streak into the green country lanes, bordered with honeysuckle and lilac, Leonora drew breath with a sigh of delight. "How sweet it all is! My father's coun- try, too," she said. Ah, ho wos right to love these grand old Englicoh homes, al- though he weir but lowly born. What a grand old park, :what sweet, green lanes, what a sweet and peaceful landscape! It, is no wonder that the English love Eng - and!" She remembered how her father, now dead and buried under the beautiful American skies, had. loved England, and always intended to return to it some day wii.th his daughter, that she might behold his native land. She remembered ,how often he had quot- ed Mrs. Hemmers lines: "The stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst 'their tall ancestral •trees O'er all tho ,pleasamt land! The deer acroee their greensward bound Through shade and sunny glen, And the swan elidee past them with the sound Of same rejoloing stream." "Ho loved the homes of England, al- though his fate was not oast with them," she said to herself. Poor papal I must try to love England for his sake; it was airways dear torhthi, although he wars fond of hie kind adopted home, too!' When they reached the ruins, she stud, ied them carefully on every side to soouro a picturesque view. She founderthat to get the beat possible one she would have to sit down among the graves elope to the little dismantled chapel. "You ibain't going to sit down amang them theer dead folk, misses?" inquired ,Johnnie, round -eyed, and on the alert for ghosts. "Yee, X am. Are you agreed to .stay, Johneio?" she asked, laugihing. "Ya'as, I 'be," he replied, promptly. "Very well; you may go off to a dis- tance and play," said Leonea'a, "Don't let any -one come this way to disttuib ane, And If you got hungry, you may have a sandrwieh out of. my baeltet," "I'm hungry now," he answered, greed- ily. Already, you litage pig!" she cried. "Very well, take your sandwich now, and be off out of any way. I'm going to make a picture." She eat down on the broken heed -stone of an old crave, took out her materials, and while she trimmed her pencils, glanced down and read the name ou the tomb beneath her. It was Clive, Lord Lancaster. Something like a. shudder paesed over her as this dead Lancaster, gone from the ways of men more than a couture ago, recalled to her the living one. "What de all the paltry aims and ambi- tions of our lire matter, after all?" the girl asked herself', soberly. The grave awaits us all at Wet! "The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth gave, Awaitgrave.alike' the inevitable )tour; ▪ The path of glory leads but to tho Sitting there among the lonely green graves and broken, discolored mouttments, with the ivy creeping over over their dim inscriptions, Leonora, a little lonely black figure, began her sketch. She worked indnstrionsly and (skillfully'. and nothing disturbed her for several hours. Johnnie had availed himself of the op- portttuity to make an excursion into the woods on hie own aceount, and she was quite alone: but nothing alarmed her, and she worked on fearlessly amid the fragrant stillness of the lovely June day, whoee calmness was broken by nothing louder than the hum of the bees among the floweres, or tho joyous earol of the sky -Lark as it soared from earth to heav- en, losing itself, as it were, in the illimit- able blue of the sky. The midday sun climlbed highand high- er into the sky, and Leonora, pausing over her nearly completed sketch, puree ed back her wide hat front her flushed face, and stopped to .rest, glancing at the quiet graves that encompaesed her. "What a still and peaceful company wo are!" elm wed, aloud, quaintly, never thinking how strange it looked to see her i3itting there—the only living thing among the silent tombs. ' Then all at once, as if the tenants or the grave bad come to life, Leonora heard a soft. babel of voices and laughter. With a start she turned her head. A party of gay young ladies and gen- tlemen were strolling toward her across the level greensward. Foremost among them was Lord Lancaster, walking beside the eerie danghter. It was too late for retreat. Every eye turned on the graceful figure sitting there so quietly among the graves of the dead and gone Lancasters. • As they pasoed the low stone wall that divided them, Lancaster lifted his hat and bowed low and profoundly, Then they were gone, but an eager hum of masculine voiecs was borne back to her ears on the light l reeze: "By Jove! what a beauty!" "Henvensl 'vas -that a ghost?" "What a lovoty being! Who is she, Lan. cantor?" Rho heard is deep, musioal voice tin. ewer e.areleaely: "It is Miss Weet—a young lady who is ntaying in ,the noigihborhood for the eketobing, I believe." They went on toward the ruins. Leonora, with a deeper color in her fair face, bent over her sketch and rapidly put some finishing touches to it. "Now I wonder whemo little Johnnie can bo?" she thought. She. glanced up and saw Captain Lan: gaster coming baok to her, CHAPTER XXVI, He came on quickly toward the figure sitting among the graves, with the email head poised defiantly, although Leonora was thinking to herself: "IIe Is conning to scold me, .perhaps, for trespassing on his property," Ho came up to her and stood ba.rehead• ed before her, with •rho sunlight falling on, his fate head ---tall, stalwort, hand• some—a living Lancaster among those dead and gone ones, and one who did no discredit to the name. "I 1.g your pardon tor interrupting you," he maid; 'but --you are sketohing the ruins?" 11Yea.` "Will you let me see your work?" Sho held it out to hint fit silence, ile ;scrutinized. It in mingled wand tn'No, thank you, Doubtless Ltt Adela is ip.utient at your .tong stay," she said, or 1 ' t; lly away roan "'Low. norieot! how a spirited! how beau• tifui!" he cried. "You must have real talent l' 'enuresis you!" she anrswered, with slight incllinetion of her head. see stood watching the hale -averted fa a moment in eilonee. It hada slightl bored air, as if c*he• wished he had n come, or first he woitld, at least . eon g+ "You aro very bravo, blase Wert, sittan oa among these her all lone at in t r se g grave's," 1 sato, after that momentary pauses. "D1d you leave your invade to con bank and tell me that?" inquired eh with delicate sane u;m, "No -o. slowly; "I came hack to ask favor, Mase West." "Indeed?" ineretiulously. "Yes; and it le thie: I should like to have that ekotch. My friend, Lady Adele, ie in rapeuros over tlrat pile of old ruins. She would like to have a pis -tune u8 it." 1Le'was •watehiieg her tlosety lie we rewarded for his intent scrutiny by se Ing an ,angry crimson flush the roun cheek. "You would like this for her?" sof Leonora, witch oruino,us ealmaiesse "Yee; will you pert with it? -dor gonna if you will. It is singularly perroel, an should be worth something coneiderable. "You are very kind," raid Leonora. She had pulled a flower from a gretvo and was tearing its petals apart wit fierce cruelty between her white fingers "No; I am only just," he said; then with a snide: "Ab, Mtge Weet, do not b so cruel to that poor flower. I have . shuddering conviction that it is metre phorioally, myself you are doliberutel annihilating.' She glanced up to him rather curiouel from beneath her shady inches. "I—did not really think whet I was do ine," s!lie said. 'Why Should you thin I wotvld tract you that way?" "Because I have boon so unfortunate a to incur your dislike," lie answered. She did not utter the, denial he hal hoped she would, but, sho threw her m• tilated flower from her with a quick) suppressed sigh, "Well, ami I to have the sketch?" he in quired, after waiting vainly for an en ewer. was tin coo y rr :The deuce! I expect she ie. I had quite forgotten the .daughter of a bun erect ear's," he said to himself, ruefully, "I forget everytlhing with Leonora West. a' She would not & eswer my question, yet fa( reallyl would give obs dt not) Pionvi 5CI(1 1)o eat Vero a fair field, I would try to find out i what she thought before the sun sets. How brusque she is! Ah!" to' The last oxolamation was wrung from him by eeeing Leonora lift her hand tie la • she walked :terries the field. tioniothimg bright and shining flashed , in tato air a moment, thorn fell into the a groes. She has thrown my gold piece away like so much digest What, does Mho mean?" be asked himself. But the question was not one easily an- swered, so he returned to :leis friend's, who were chattering like so many magpies among the ruins' ; "We ehougght YOU had gone beck )some, e• ! you were so long away," said Ludy Adele, d looking rather cross, "Now I (shall haus+ to invent some fin- d tion to account' for my long ab,;ence," he thought, pulling vexedly at his longmus- tadhe. "Deuce take the women! They poli cl one this way end that way, until one is out of perteence!" And while he awns hastily concocting a,n excuse, Leonora was walking rapidly h theaug1h the lanes and fields with little Johnnie, on 1 er way bark to the Hall, "I'en glad ou came back so 'soon," MI's. e West said; "for some of the young peo- a. plc have gone over to the rains, I hear, and I was afraid they would sae you. y' "They did tree me; but I came array soon after," the girl answered, carelessly. y "They are going to have a picnic: et the ruins to -morrow, it seems," ,pursued her • aunt. Lady Lancaster and all of them. k are oing. es+ the house will be empty, and I can tako you all over it to -morrow, is if you Like." "Thank you; I (shall like it very much," f said Leonora, rather wp.atheticad'ly. u• "And your picture of the ruinu•--did you y got it, my dear?" pursued Mrs. West, sud- denly reanomtbering the sketch. "Oh, yes; I finished it." "No." "You refuse? he asked. chagrined. "Yes I drew the picture for myself, not fax Lady Adele,' she replied, epinit- edly. She will be disappointed at my fail- ure to secure it for her," said he. "Pixel does not matter to me," Leonora returred, coldly. "Why does she not make a picture for herself?" "She does root sketch." "Al! it is beneath her dignity?" asked the girl. "No, but beyong her power," he re- turned "Really?" asked the girl, "Yes," he replied; "sho assures me that sho has nee talent at all in that way. You who are so clever, Mise West, might af- ford to pity her." 'I do, but not because' she can not draw," said Leonora. "Why then?" "Bemuse, for all her high birth and proud position, she will have to sell her- self for money." The shot told. She saw his cheek grow red. Mrs. West has been -telling her these things. I wish to Iieaven site had held her to• neo,bitterly. he thought, But aloud he mire lightly: "Perham you may find it expedient to do the same thing, elites West." "To do what?" she inquired. • "To marry for money," he replied. "And you think it would be expedient?" she inquired, drawing her delicate black brows together in a vexed little frown. "Yes, for vou," he replied. 'Yon are too beautiful and gifted, Miss West, to be contented in your prevent humble condi- tion, You should marry wealth and teed - tion. Both would become you rarely." "Thank you, my lord," sho said, with a pretty gesture of mock humility. "Meet reminds me to tell you that De Vore will be here to -morrow," he said, suddenly. "What has that to do with our sub- jeet?" shortly. "Everything. De Vere is in love with you, and he ie rieh and well born. You can be wit's. De Vere any time you wish." 'Did your friend employ you to tell me this?'asked Leonora, pale with passion. "No; but he would have no objection to my cooing so. Ile will tell you eo Himself when he comes. - "And you advise me to marry him?" she asked, gazing into his face with her soft, steady glance. "I should presume to advise you; yet it would be a good thing fur you, I know. De Vere adores yr.u. IIe would be your slave, and you would be like a little ttgeen in tate position to which his wealth would raise yob." You make a great deal of wealth," she said, gravely, and waiting curiously for his reply. It is a great power in the world," he replied. Is it?" she asked. "Ah! Lord Lancas- ter, 'almost thou persuadest me' to sink to Lady Adele's level and sell myself for gold." "You seem to have imbihed a straan�ge contempt for Lady Adele," he said. "I have. Where is her womanliness, her self-respect. that site can lend herself to that wicked old woman's ambitious schemes for buying a eoroneted head with her twenty thousand a year? She is the danghter of a hundred earls, and yet she can give herself to you merely for the money's sake. Pah!' "Need it be merely for the money's sake?" he asked. "Ana I repulsive to look upon. Miss West? le it quite imposenble that a woman, Lady Adele or another, should give me her heart with her hand?" Something like wounded pride quivered in his voice, and ho looked at her re- proachSully. "Would it be impossible for me to be loved for myself alone?" he went on, slow- ly. "Might not some good, true, sweet woman love me for my own self—even as I am?" She looked up at the handsome face, the large, graceful form, and silently re• called tate .words Lieutenant Do Vere had spoken to iter on the steamer's deck that day: "He is more run atter by the women then any man in the regiment." "He knows his power," she thought; and from cheer contrariness made no an- swer to his appeal. "Ho shall not knew what I think about it," she said to her- self. CHAPTER XXVII. The handsome young lord . stood look- ing at the fair face and mute red lisps. with it half chagrined air fora moment; then he said, hasbity: "Good -day, Mist West. I see how' die• agreeable my preeence is, so I will leave von to your meditations among the tombs. I hope none of those old fellows will come out of their grades to haunt you for your scorn of their decicendamt." "I hope not, indeed!" said Leonora, and then site .laughed. He turned back at the sound of that laugh, Perihelia she was relenting. Slhe had risen, indeed, and was holding out to him the sketch he °oersted. ' "Take it," she said. "I wee in a bad temper juet now. Lady Adele may have it." "will you, indeed, bo so kind?" lie' ex- dlaimed. radiant with pleasure. "But, indeed, you must not give your whole morning's work for nothing. Let me—" He put his hand into hie pocket and brought out shirting gold piece. "Thank you, my lord," said Leonora, demurely, as alio received the money into hem palm, "I shall be ablo to buy my- self a new dress with this." "You are not angry?" he said, struck by an .inexplicable something in her tone. "Oh, no; I am very glad to be so well paid for my work," she answered, with flho came demure air; and then she sa'd. suddenly: "Good,mornin•g," and walked away from hitn. He followed her. "Are you going Immo alone, &flee West?' "Na; I have a small escort :bereabouto, if he has not Satan my ranee and run away," he replied, carelessly, "Johnny Dale? No, bo has not run away. You will find him in tete lane, where saw tim ,as we o ame t mush. Share I find him for you?" "Aren't you going to let me see it?" "I'•m sorry, aunt, but I sold it as soon as I .finished it. I11 go back some day and make another for you." "You sold it! To whom, my dear?" ex- claimed the .good coal, surprised. "Why, to Lord Lancaeter," Leonora an- swered, indifferently. But Mrs, Went was delighted. Sho thought that her niece must be very ac- compli*hed, indeed, if she could make a picture that Lord Lancaster would be willing to buy. Ho was very kind, especially.. after the way she behaved the other night. It was quite silky. I did not think Leonora would be so easily frightened. It is a wonder' that Lord Lancaster was not of- fended," .Site thought. (To be continued.) VIVE LA FRANCE, A Marshal's Baton May Be Found in the Knapsack of Jacques Goujon A good deal is heard of brave deeds that win the Iron Cross and the Vic- toria Cross, but the heroism that calls for an award of tho Medaille Militaire by the French Government seldom reaches us in the despatches. This token of valor is the highest mark of, distinction a French soldier can red ceive. As in the case of the Victoria! Cross, only intrepid souls may aspire? to the Medaille Militaire. The wearer is among the bravest of the brave and he finds himself in a select con pany. He is honored with that gener- ous envy characteristic of the rank and file of the French army. One of the youngest soldiers upon whose breast the decoration has been pinned in the great war is Jacques Goujon, a boy of 17. Jacques volunteered at the begin- ning of the war. He knew nothing oft the school of the soldier. He was simply the raw material of which`: heroes are made, and he soon proved! himself one. The opportunity came i when, with some of his comrades, he was ordered to locate machine guns of the enemy that had been very . troublesome. The little party dis- 1 covered the hiding place of the guns, but only after two German sentries were shot down. Before the quick- - firers could be seized the French were attacked by a superior force and all but Goujon were killed. 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No de- tails are given in the meagr: dispatch of how the boy achieved this coup. Probably darkness favored him. We know only that the Medaille Militaire was bestowed upon him, that he was mentioned in an order of the day by the adjutant of his regiment, and that he was promoted to corporal. We have an idea that there is a marshal's baton in the knapsack of Jacques Goujon, although since he was honored in the presence of his comrades a shell has blown off one of his arms. however, it is only an incident in his career as a soldier -- that splendid veteran General Pau has but one arm. Itt�t i i' Mata. Mr. Wealthy (sadly) —`'Your daughter pot,itiv-'ly refuses to mar- ry nie, sur." Old Gentleman (quite beide hi:rslf with rage) --What! refuse a --•a• rich, amiab'e young man like you! 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Artichokes . q4 Beets . 75 Carrots . 75 Onions . 75 Parsnips . 65 Potatoes . 90 Turnips 75 A barrel of potatoes, unless a barrel of specified size, kind or eon tent by measure is specially agreed on, trust contain 165 Dominion standard pounds of potatoes. Any person selling, or offering for sale, by the bag any of the veg.- tables specified above, in case such bag does nut contain the number of standard pounds mentioned, s liable to a penalty not exceeding 025 for a not exceeding. 050. Loss -old' in Spring litter;. Mortality- has ruled high in the spring litters of pigs for years past. For many years it seemed to be increasingly so. During the pre- sent season, however, the mortal- ity has been much lighter than a year ago, and this apparently gen- erally throughout Ontario. harmers are learning a more practical way of caring for the brood sow. The use of more pro- tein in their foods, the value of ventilation and dry quarters, -of exercise and good care, are being learned by our farmers, and they are taking pains to see that their new stables and buildings do not deny these to the hags or other live stuck. )Fogs of True Bei cit Type. Thin hags are the reports to hoed from the Ontario Department • if Agriculture. Thin hugs are wile heard of from our stockyards wad abattoirs. Perhaps :the high cost of grain. may have had something to da with it, 13ut if so, it wou:d seem to have been a poor kind of economy. Hogs that are well fad mature earlier, and it is a poor business to feed a hog poorly for five days if you conld get the same results by feeding him well for one day. 'Keeping the Horse Clean. A brush or sponge is nut a r;+t•od thing to use around the nose of a horse when cleaning him. It scratches and irritates the tender skin. Use a soft, damp cloth for the nose and around the eyes. Only a soft cloth or the hare hand should be used on the ears. Wipe out the dirt, and rub the ear, and do not neglect to look for rinks and maggots. When you wash a horse's legs, get all the soap oast of the hair and dry well, especially around the feet. Soap left there causes irrita- tion and sometimes sores. If the horse is a heavy drafter with long hair or "feather" on the back of the legs you can dry it by rubbing in handfuls of hardwood sawdust until the sawdttst is so dry it falls off. This leaves :he long hair oily and silky. In fine stables they use bran for this pur- pose. Fruit Prospects Generally Good. Apples and small fruits are gen- erally in fine condition. The com- ing season will witness the coming into bearing of many no -w orchards, and the present prospects are for another big crop. Small fruits, etc., are also reported to have win- tered in fine condition. Stomach First. IVIr, Doublech.in was the despair of his socially ambitou:s better -half. - They had been dining With some friends, at whose abode they had, unfortunately, arrived a little late, and now, on the homeward journey, it wars not quiin te patethe tihat rho lady.n,tbest of tempers. "Whate:vve7swere you thinking of, John !" she •said, "to make your way to a. seat at the table without first greeting the hostess V' "Weal, minus," -replied the hus- band, with a broad rutile, "1 reck- oned the hostess, as you call her, would keep ; but, judging from the • rattle of the knives and forks, the ,rub'.seemed • in danger of .dila p ^paring." a- ty es 051 is t,y ;sr N red 'fug ass - the ins of ane, ,ion, ' !9 yoU tt is o SCES atId -flay..