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r The Adventures of Lcd rd.F'
the Author of "What He Goat Her."
CHAPTER XXXVI.
The old man and the girl were
equally terrified, both without cause.
Da Sousa forgot for a moment to be
angry at his daughter's disobedience,
and was quick to see that her pre-
>eneo there was all to his advantage.
Monty, aa white as death, was strick-
en dumb to see Trent. He sank back
gasping into a ,chair, Trent- came up
to him: with outstretched hands and
with a look of keen pity in his hard
face.
"Monty, old chap," he said, "what
on earth are you scared at? Don't :.
you know I'm glad to see you! Didn't
I come to Attra to gob you back to
England? Shake hands, partner.
I've got lots of money for you and
good news."
Monty's hand was limp and cold, his ?
eyes were glazed and expressionless.
Trent looked at the half -empty bottle
by his side and turned savagely to Da
Souza. r;
"You "_ he said in a low'
blackguard!
tone, "you wanted to kill him, did
you? Don't you know that to shut
him-, up here and ply him with brandy
is as much murder as though you
stood with a. knife at his throat?" 1
"Tale goes mad without something to
drink," Da Souza muttered.
"He'll go mat, fast enough with a
bottle of brandy within reach, and you
' know it!" Trent answered fiercely, "I
am going to take him away from
here."
Da Souza was no longer cringing. ,
He shrugged his shoulders and thrust
his fat little hands into his trousers'
pockets.
"Very well," he said darkly, "you
go your own way.. You won't take my
advice. I've been a City man all my
life, and I know a thing or two. You
bring Monty to the general meeting
of the Bekwando Company and ex-
plain his position, and I tell you, you'll
have the whole market toppling about
your ears. No concern of mine, of
course. I have got rid of a few of my
shares, and Pll work a few more off
before the crash. But what about
you? What aboutScarlettTrent, the
millionaire?"
"I can afford to lose a bit," Trent
answered quietly. "I'm not afraid." '
Da Souza laughed a little hysteric-
ally.
"You think you're a financial gen-
ius, I suppose," ' he said, "because
you've brought a few things off. Why,
you don't know the A B C of the thing.
I tell you this, my friend. A company
like the Bekwando Company is very
much like a woman's reputation, drop
a hint or two, start justa bit of talk,
and I tell you the flames '11 soon do
the work."
Trent turned his back upon him. !
"Monty," he said, "you aren't afraid
to come with me?"
Monty -looked at him,,perplexed and
troubled. ,..
Scarlett Trent," he said, "You were
always hard on mel"
"May be so," Trent answered, "yeti
you'd have died in D.T. before now t
but for me! 1 kept _you from it as far ;
as I could, I'm going to keep you 1
from it novel
Monty turned a woebegone face.
around the little room,
"I don't know," be, saifl; "Pm coni-
fortable here, and I'm too old, Trent,
to live your life. I'd begin again,
Tient, I would indeed, if I were ten
years younger. It's too late now! I
couldn't live a day without something
to keep up my*strength!"
"He's quite right, Trent," Da Souza
put in hastily. "He's too old to start
afresh now. He's comfortable here
and well looked after; make him an
allowance, or give tum a good lump
sum. in lieu of all claims. I'll draw it
out; you'll sign it, won't you, Monty ?
Be reasonable, Trent!' It's the best
course for all of us!"
But Trent shook his head.` "I
have made up my mind,"j
he said. Ho
nnust come with me. Monty, there is
the little gill" «
"Too late,", Monty moaned; look at
me!„
"But. if you could leave her a for-'
tune, make her magnificent pre-
sents?" ;
Monty wavered then. His dull eyes
shone once more!
"If I could do' that,�! he murmured. ;
"I pledge my word that you shall,"
Trent answered.
Monty rose up.
"I am ready," he said simply. "Let
us start at once."
Da Souza planted himself in front
of them.
"You defy me!" he said. "You will
not trust him with me or take my ad-
vice. Very well, my friend! Now
listen! You want to ruin me! Well,
if I go the Bekwando Company shall
go too, you understand! Ruin for me
shall mean ruin for Mr. Scarlett
Trent -ah, ruin and disgrace.. . . It
shall mean imprisonment if I can
bring it about, and I have friends!
Don't you know that you are guilty
of fraud? You sold what wasn't yours '
and put the money in your pocket!
u• partner
left your mtn
YonY p
swamp or to be done to death by those
filthy blacks. The law will call that
swindling! You will find yourself in
the dock, my friend, in the prisoner's
dock, I say! Come, how do you like
that, Mr. Scarlett Trent? If you leave
this room with him, you are a ruined
man. I shall see to it." -
Trent swung him out of the way—a
single contemptuous turn of the wrist,
and Da. Souza reeled against the man-
telpiece. He held out his hand to
Monty and they left the room to-
gether.
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equal amongst these people, all, so
far as education and social breeding
was concerned, of so entirely a differ-
ent sphere, He looked around the
table. What would they say if they
knew? He would be thrust out as an
interloper. opposite to him was a
peer who was even then engaged in
threading the meshes of the Bank-
ruptcy Court, what did they care for
that?—not a whit! He of their
order though he was a beggar. But
as regards himself, he was fully con-
scious of the difference. The meas-
ure of his wealth was the measure of
his standing amongst them.Without
it he would be thrust forth—he could
make no claim to . association with.
them. The thought filled him with a
slow, bitter anger. He sent away his
soup untested, and he could not find
heart to speak to the girl who had
been the will-o'-the-wisp leading him
into this evil plight.
Presently she addressed him.
"Mr. Trent!"
He turned round and looked at her.
"Is it necessary for me to remind
you, I wonder," she said, "that it is
usual to address a few remarks—
quite as a matter of form, you know—
to the woman whom you bring in to
dinner ?"
He eyed her dispassionately.
"I am not used to making conver-
sation," he said. "Is there anything
in the world which I could talk about
likely to interest you?"
She took a salted almond from a
silver dish by his side and smiled
sweetly upon him. "Dear me!" she.
said, "how fierce! Don't attempt it if
you feel like that, please! Wliat have
you been doing since I saw you last?.
—losing your money or your temper,'
or both?"
He looked at her with a curiously
grim smile.
9f I had lost the farmer," he said,
I should very soon cease to be a
person of interest, or of any account
CHAPTER XXXVII. at all, amongst your friends.'
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their conversation ivher
it.93y the majority, of
said. "1 have wondered
whether there might be any, one who
would be different,"
"I should be sorry," she said,de-
murely.
"Sorry, yes; so would 'she trades-
people who had had raymoney,' and the
men who call themseves my friends
and forget that they are my debtors."
"You are cynical."
"I cannot het it," he answered. "It
is my dream, To -day, you know, I
have stood face to face with evil
things,"
"Do you know," she said, "I should
never have called you a dreamer, a
man likely to fancy things. I wonder
if anything has really happened to
make you talk like this?"'
He flashed a quick look at her un-
derneath his heavy brows, Nothing in
her face betrayed any more than the
most ordinary interest in .what he was
saying. Yet somehow from that mo-
ment, he had uneasy doubts concerns
ing her, whether there might be by
any chance some reason for the toler-,
ance and the interest with which she
Iniad regarded him from the first. The
mere suspicion of it was a shock to
him. He relapsed once more into a
state of nervous silence. Ernestine
yawned, and her hostess threw more
than one pitying glance towards her.
(To be continued,)
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IRELAND'S POPULATION.
Increasing Birth Rate and Fewer
Deaths Reported.
The latest census figures for Ireland
show an increasing population. How-
ever common this may be in America,
or in the other countries of Europe,
this 'feature is for Ireland an agree-
able novelty. For the quarter ended
September 30 last the number of
births in Ireland was 27,779, a rate of
20.8 per thousand, and the deaths 14,-
670, a rate of 13_4 per thousand.
There were only 3,511 emigrants, so
that the net increase in population is
9,558.
'It is the decrease in emigration
which has twined the scale. The sit-
uation might be even more satisfac-
tory if it were not for the heavy death
rate of children under a year old.
About one Irish child in every dozen
dies before it has reached the age of
12 months. Leinster and Ulster have
the predominance in this respect. In
them one child in every seven or
eight dies an infant; in Connaught
only one child in every 15. Dublin and
Belfast no doubt account for this; for
poverty-stricken Connaught has more
fresh air than can be found in the
cities, especially in Dublin, which has
•
a system of tenement houses where
scores of families live in one house,
and often more than one family in a
single room.
That Ireland is a less distressful
country than it used to be, and now
is on the mend, is further evident from
the statistics of pauperism. Here
there has been a very marked : de-
,
crease. There were nearly8 000 few -
8
er people in the workhouses in the
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Cost of Concrete Manure Pit.
"In the summer of 1915 Mr. Carman
Metcalfe, Cherry Valley, one of the
enterprising farmers of this county,
built a concrete manure pit, the par-
ticulars of which are rather interest-
ing. For some time previously Mr.
Metcalfe had been aware that lie was
suffering sonic loss due to waste on
account of the manure lying exposed
in the yard, but was somewhat at a
loss as to how to eliminate it. At our
suggestion he finally decided to build
a . concrete manure pit 16 ft. in dia-
meter, 212 feet deep, with walls 1 ft.
thick, and a concrete floor, with the
floor and walls plastered to make it
waterproof. The following is an item-
ized account of the costs:
4 bbls. cement at $2 . , $ 8,00
2 loads gravel at 15e. .. , .. 0.30
Hauling gravel and stone ... 3.50
Hauling silo rings 2.00
I man 1 day . at $2.50 2.50
1 man 1 day at $2 ,,,,2.00
$18.30
Mr. Metcalfe is more than delighted
with the results. It holds about 25
tons of manure, thus it is only neces-
sary for him to have it drawn out
once a month, and one man with a
team-, will do this job in a day. He
has never found any of the manure
burned by overheating, nor has it
ever been frozen se that it could .not
be removed, even when it was 30
degrees below zero. He considers
that it pays for itself at least once a
year, in fact he thinks it paid for it-
self during the past summer. In con-
nection with this he said, "Beford we
had the pit the manure which was
made during the summer was clumped
out on the yard, and in the fall it
couldn't be four . ,l'l 's ti .. w-. ti a,,,
degrees F. to that of. 170 degrees P.
requires approximately 127 pounds of
coal. When the heating is done with
exhaust steam there is a net saving
of 127 pounds of coal a day, ` or, if
operated 300 days a yea; an annual
saving of 88,100.pounds. At $5 a tofi
this is worth $95, In a creamery of
this size the heating of the boiler
feed water from a temperature of 58
degrees F. to that .of 200 degrees F.
will effect a further saving of ap-
proximately $100 annually. An
equipment, consisting of a 20 horse
power heater, a hot water storage
tank of 220 gallons capacity, and a
boiler feed pump, call be installed for
about $200 and will effect an annual
saving of $195.
ASQUITH'S BURDEN.
Sir F. E. Smith Defends.Prime Minis-
ter From Attack.
Sir F. E. ,Smith, the new British
Attorney -General, has paid this high
compliment to the Prime Minister. He
said:
"The London Globe said this of the
Prime Minister: 'It will not do for him
to attempt to find cover for his Gov-
ernment behind the rampart of the
dead:
"In other words, it is said that Mr.
Asquith is attempting to cover up
the delinquencies of his Government
behind the rampart of those who have
died for this country.
"Whether you agree with the Prime
Minister or disagree with him, whe-
ther you admire or de not admire his
public record, he is at least a man
who has grown grey in the public ser-
vice, and whohas contributed three
brilliant sons -.–not soldiers until this
SHE WAS WITH
NURSE CAVELL
NUXtSE MAUI.DE IIORW, O1' strocics
PORT, ENGLAND.
Companion Tells off' Last Letters Rea
ceived From the Heroic
Woman.
Nurse Maude Horn of Drumrossie,
Wellington Road, Stockport, England,.
who recently returned ;From Brussels,
where she was attached to Nurse
Cavell's nursing home, describes the
life of the heroine and her subsequent
arrest.
"It would be wrong to suppose
that Miss Cavell's arrest came as a
great surprise to her or to us," 'she
says. "Her school had been search-,
ed time after time without success,
and Miss Cavell, who was much loved
by those around her, was watched
with some suspicion by the authori-
ties for a considerable time.
"The arrest was effected quite
quietly, Officers arrived in a motor
car, a few questions were put and
answered, and she was carried off:.
She wrote to me from prison. The
letters, with practically all my be-
longings, except the Contents of a
handbag, are still in•Brussels. She
seemed quite resigned.
Her Last Letters.
"Her letters were bright, and made
it clear that she was glad to have
the rest that the prison afforded. She
said she had everything she could
wish for except her liberty, She lit-
tle thought that such a terrible pen-
alty awaited her, and we at the school
Were dreadfully distressed when *e
heard theawful news of ,her death.
Theshock was terrible.
"The German authorities apparent-
ly convinced themselves of Miss Cav-
ell's guilt by what was described as
the confessions of a Pole. He told
the Germans he had represented him-
self as a Frenchman, and had stayed
a night under Nurse Cavell's roof.
This Pole was apparently trapped in
his endeavors to cross the frontier,
and was 310 doubt pressed hard for a
co mfess
! ion.
,
,
Saw Germans Enter.
Nurse Horn was in this country
when war broke out, but in response
to a telegram she hastened to assist
Nurse Cavell. She saw the Germans
march into Brussels, lan.d says if it
had been rehearsed hundred times
it could not have Wen done with
more precision. ;$
There are now sigiIs that money is
scarce, and German }officers display
less opulence. There are fewer elab-
orate motor cars. russels people
seem to think that Ge ieral von Hiss -
t