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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times, 1923-5-17, Page 2is guarn when it tR the finest ens a• nous for 'lar¢9V-1St try ISa BY KATHARINE SUSANNA.H PRICHARD Copyright by Hoddlear acid Stoughton. CHAPTER XLVII.—(Cont'd.) He ,, � crushed her. in his. arms again. But With you it was different. your ;They sobbed together childishly, own instinct tells you the difference. It ; Mrs. Cameron went into the other does not accuse you. No one else will, room—her sitting -room with its shiny either. And there's your father to black horse -hair furniture and the think of, It would take the last gleans cupboard in which her spinning wheel of happiness from him to know you had stood since the days of Donald' had ended your own life, Deirdre. And Cameron's greatness. he beloved there's Davey and me to love you and blue vase that she had saved from the care for you, always," 1 fire was still on the chiffonier. She Deirdre stared at . her; then the sat in the room she had been so proud tears game; she cried quietly_ i of, a long time, her hands clasped in Mrs. Cameron put her arms round her lap., reviewing her memories. her. She comforted herr with tender: They •came in straggling lines and little nrui roarings. Deirdre raised her phalanxes—memories of her youth, of head, and put her off from her, gazing an old sad time, of her voyage across into her face with drenched eyes. the seas beside Donald Cameron, of "I understand ever so much better their journey into the hills, of the now," she said. And a moment later: days of struggle and toil and of Have I been mead with fright?tranquillity that had given her a son, What'll I do? My head aches so, I of her first fear and loneliness in the scarcely know what I am saying. I silent world of the trees,and of the can't think. What shall I do? What gaunt men who had comto her out is going to happen to me?" of them. `'There's no jury in the country that The complexities of human emotion would not acquit you," Mrs. Cameron were a mystery and a distress to her. said. "MeNab was well known. Oh, She had the momentary vision of a people were afraid of him, but they prison yard, its grim walls, trains of will speak now. You're young and sullen men in grimy grey and yellow beautiful, and if your story is not a clothes, all of the same pattern,and justification there's no God watching of one who walked among them ea.r- over the world." icy, a little uncertainly, singing faint - "But what will Davey think of me?" ; ly, as she had often heard him singing Deirdre cried. "I'm afraid to see him on the hill roads. Her eyes went down I wanted to, when I carne here—but the slope of the hill to the spot under I'm afraid now. I thought it would the, light -leafed trees where Donald be to say good-bye. They'll be coming Cameron had .been laid to rest, her for nee soon, too. Oh, I'll go now, Mrs. , heart crying an assurance of loyalty Cameron. If Davey looked at my , and fidelity to the yoke mate. They hands, and knew what they had had set a seed in the country that done----"wouldbear frait in the union of the Conflicting thoughts, whipping each two in the next room she knew. All other, were driving her like a leaf, l the labor of their pioneering had not first one way and then the other. been in vain. Donald Cameron had There was a heavy step. on the done what heset outtothough his , � do, hong threshold. Davey's figure. ` loomed last days had been: darkened with dis against the doorway. , appointment, the bitter sense of• dis- Coining in from the light, it was' a= grace and the futility of all his long.. few minutes before his eyes accustom -1 years of toil. But his name' would go ed to the gloom, saw that there was ( on, she realized, and his children's someone with his mother. 1 children would talk with pride of He stared at Deirdre as though they their grandfather who had come from were ghosts, who were meeting after, the old country, a pour man, and had death, beyond the world. She shrank made a name for himself in the new from the stare of his eyes, putting up land. Of the spiritual undertow which her arms to hide her face, with a little . bound Deirdre and Davey she could pitiful cry. She moved along the wall not think. That was entwined with towards the door as if to go out and the subtle, inexplicable currents of her escape thein. i own soul. She had turned her face "Davey! Davey! Don't let her go," from them, shut her eyes and ears to Mrs. Cameron cried. !the sight and sound of them. She had Although hid eyes followed her, and never allowed herself to recognize he seemed to guess her intention, he their existence even; yet she knew did not stir. that they were there, rushing on, si- "Davey," Mrs. Cameron . cried, a lently, irresistibly into eternity. pang in her heart like the blade of al •A vision of the prison yard carne knife. "She has killed McNab, andagain, shaping itself slowly, vaguely, Is going to her death because of it." I and with it a sound of chains, the Deirdre stood still. Her arms drop -;harsh voices of warders and goalers. ped from her face. She threw back her' Her thoughts went back to the lovers head, her eyes met his unflinchingly. 1 . in the of "You—you have killed him?" She foliderd her room. er hands with alit -le His voice was harsh with the effort! passionate gesture; the light of her to speak. whole soul shone in her eyes. Yes; she said. 1 "Oh God," she whispered breath - A gust of passion rushed over him. lessly, "we broke the earth, we sowed It flooded him with a vigor, and ex- the seed. Let theirs be the harvest— siltation that transformed him. ! the joyof life and the fullness He strode towards her. His arms thereof." imprisoned her. He held her, and kiss- ed her with the hungry kiss of a lover, long deified. "Deirdre, Deirdre!" he sobbed, "That you should have It was for me to do—that. I meant to, to -night. Do you think I could have lived . - • before a lichen -grown wooden cross. breathed e breathde nes beeim?n sane, while you He was a sturdy youngster, with an eager, sensitive face, and dropped on one knee beside the mound the parted ferns and branches revealed, to read the inscription on the cross. The path that wound uphill through the trees behind him was an old one, overgrown with mosses. Scraps of bark and sear leaves were matted across. it. The weathered, rambling homestead of Ayrmuir was just visible through the trees, and a cornfield waving down the slope of the hill ]showed golden through a gap in the waving leafage. Donald Cameron had marked the place long before, and said that there, where the wagon had tome to a„standstill, he must be laid to rest. .Andrtwas :within memory of the boy that his grandmother, Mary ga nerbn, had been !aid beside him. A voice floating down the hillside from the house called: "]Dan! Dan i” Deirdre carne down the path to - ds hir#4,;:an older; graver Deirdre; with peace in her :deep -welled eyes, though an undefinable shadow rested on her face. "Here youare, dear!„ she said. "It'll; be tiine to begetting ready goon. Mick { has the horses in ---and your father +1 won't like to be kept waiting. There' jwas so much I wanted to say to you, toot before y<,u go. up to this big school. It won't be a bit like going to ;the school down here or doing Latin with rne.--going . to' the ' Grammar School, CHAPTER XLVIII. FIFTEEN YEARS AFTER. A boy pushed the bracken and ferny grey and green wattle sprays from Lifebuoy may be safe- ly used on the tender-" est skin. It is wonderfully cleansing for little hands, faces and bode Ies. Lifeb,tbybabies have beaati-. falltealtlty shins. "No, of course, mother"' "I: wonder Sometimes if I've been wrong to keep You's() much with me," r ! elle said wistfully.."You had to be told ,l all the terrible old, story. I told; .you itiAO myself; , becattse I ' Wanted yeti to ttnderutandt'a l 4'M:ether,'"" There was reverence and adora,tiort in his eyes as they' rested oon,her. '' " ou"te sure---eenre, you don't feel strange about your mother,, Dan?" elle aslted, ""A ,jury acquitted nae: but T know I w es right myself. There was nothing else to do,"' She was quivering to the shock of startled ?xemeries. ""I ean't feel • that I could have done anything else than I did," ,site cried, Passionately, "but I can't forget, Dan,. The horror of it all shadows lice still —it always will," The boy slipped' his arnis through hers and pressed against her. "Whenever Whenever I ..dread in history or a story of people who had to do terrible things for those they loved, I think: 'Like my mother!' But no one I've ever read, or heard of, was ` like you," he said shyly. "Dan!' A smile of melting, eager tenderness suffused her eyes. As they turned away he looked back at the grave 'under the trees. "I thought I'd like to say goodbye to them," he said. "They were pion- eers, weren't they, grandfather and grandmother? Makes me feel like be- ing a bit of history myself, to think that my grandfather and grandmother were pioneers. I was saying to my- self just now: 'They did so much against such big odds, what a lot I ought to be able to do with everything made easy for me.'. "I wish your father and mother were down here, too," he added. "I never knew my mother, Dan," Deirdre said dreamily. "You know, I've told you all about that. She died when I was born—and it was because I, was such a wailing baby, that my. father called me Deirdre—Deirdre of the griefs. And he—lies over there in the Island." "I remember him," the boy said eagerly, his voice hushed. "When I was a little kid, we went; you and I, and father, to see him, didn't we? And I sort of remember a tall, thin pian who had white hair—quite white hair, and was blind; he was always singing, so as you could scarcely hear him, and once he said suddenly when I was on his knee, don't you remem- ber: 'He's got her eyes, Deirdre?' " "Yes." Deirdre murmured, the pain in her eyes deepening. "I've wondered ... I've often won- dered what he meant, mother. How could he know what my eyes were like. He was blind." "He meant ,;,your grandmother— Mary Cameron, Dan. He used to say she had twilight eyes; and that the light of them pierced his darkness," Deirdre said. The boy puzzled over that. "I remember, she said to me once," he said, thoughtfully. "You ought to be a great man, Dan, because four great nations have gone to the making of you.' I didn't know what she meant at first. Then she told me that my four grandparents were.English, Irish, Scotch and Welsh. 'They have quarrel- led and fought among themselves, but you are a gathering of them in a new country, Dan,' she said. `There will be a great future for the nation that conies of you and the boys and girls like you. It will be a nation of pion- eers, with all the adventurous, toiling strain of the men and .women who came over the sea and conquered the wilderness. You belong to the hunted, too, and suffering has taught you.' "Then she told me about prisons here in the early days, mother, and terrible .stories of how people lived in the old country. `They may talk about your birthstain by and by, Dan,' she said, 'but that will not trouble you, because it was not this country made the stain. This country has been the redeemer and blotted out all those old stains.' " Deirdre gazing into the eager, wist- ful face of her son realized that he was unfolding a dream to her. She smiled into his eyes and he back to her with a consciousness of the serene understanding and sympathy between them- " 'You will be a pioneer too,. Dan,' grandmother said," the boy continued with a shy reverence, 'a pioneer of paths that will make the world a bet- ter, happier place for everybody to live in. You will, because you won't be able to, help it. There's the blood of pioneers in you.' " (The End.) "I Have Walked Out." I have walked out—to open air and sun, Upon my jailer, wintry Old Despair, Have' turned the key, and left him fret- ting there- In my late cell! So, now there can be none, Not youth himself—more blessedness has won; Although he be the springtime's near- est heir, I, being old, - shall gain the greater share Of her bright treasure—not by youth outdone. ]tor I have what I gather; grown so wise, After these many wasteful years, I catch And hold the fleeting thing called joy, and snatch My pleasures from the moment, ere it ilies , Lwhave walked out—to vernal sun and air, And 'turned the key on wintry Old. Despair. --Edith M. Thomas.. Not Sure, of Result Mother --"All the deaf • cliild,,ueeds is it course in e benttori to it ilsh her off." ° Grouchy. 'Unna -" S es, e1 ttr!ocut on might, (trait, but I'.m not st "Our ideal& alio our ,llossrbi.lities.t if our motif; a la . ? r C, Orifi bearing arid aspect will'not fait to declare, O,tiQ fact M nard'd L'vt'irient for Cot glias bed Colere SPRINQ pIE,T, `'April tears' bring May flowers," said old; Granny Perkins, sitting by her log fire, "and ''tis time to tak sasperilla and sasfrass tonic. I d wish old Abe, nthe garb man, would stroll by, I want to" buy nee some yarbs,' `..The old,tiiie housewife be- lieved in liberal doses; of spring tonics, and,lilenty of hard.veprlc, to throw off the usual spring languors, or fever, as it was called..,; The modern wideawake twentietI century woman' is efficient' in her houshold, and knewing that a libera serving of green foods is very neces- sary in the late whiter and early spring, has changed °:customs ` so that it is no longer necessary to dose the family with bitter• -tasting, nauseating drugs, to thin down the bloodstream. It is not always an easy matter to think up a seasonable menu and then determine the right combinations that will appease the family hunger and at the same time''appeal to their indi- vidual appetites, in such a manner that the right amount of nourishment is suitable for each individual. Sim- plicity, economy and wholesomeness should be the keynote upon which the housewife balances her menu, com- bining the .requirements of the indi- vidual in such a manner that the same foods will suit the entire fancily. Under the old scheme of living it was thought that the .choicest cuts of meats, the daintiest dishes, should go to the head of the house; and the chil- dren should be served the less rich foods. To -day the mother knows that dad is better off with less meats, more vegetables and simple dessert, and that the growing lad and lassie may have juicy steaks and chops and rich desserts and will not suffer digestive disturbances. e 0 1 f A UNIQUE CONTEST. Five sturdy mothers pushing per- ambulators, each freighted with a pro- testing baby, crossed Westminster Bridge'as Big Ben chimed 5.15 o'clock one April morning in a race to Brighton. The contest was the outgrowth of a controversy between the mothers of the North and South of England as to which section had the hardiest and speediest baby carriage chauffeurs. The contestants were cheered by 'a crowd around the Parliament build- ings as they got away on their long trek. Officials of the Society for the Pre- vention of Cruelty to Children entered a protest against theaffair, declaring the -:proceeding.harnful`to the ;-chil- dren and asserting that if the little ones suffered the mothers would be prosecuted. "My baby is in the beat of health and temper, and I have a botie of tea at his feet to keep them warm," one of the entrants responded. Three of the babies were under a year old. It quickly became apparent that- shoe hatshoe leather and stamina were not the only factors in the race. Mrs. Ada May Edwards, of Manchester, mother of a five -months -old baby, wheeling .a light folding "pram," took the lead at the start over the' four heavier baby carriages, but soon lost her advantage when she had to halt because her off- spring loudly noised its demand for nourishment. It was a quick lunch. Mrs. Edwards shoved the infant back into the "pram" ''after such a short interval that only one competitor pass- ed her. Mrs. Lily Groom of East:.Bourne reached Red Hill, twenty miles from Westminster, at 9.37 and Mrs. Ed wards at 9.45. The others were trail-' ing. The pace for the first four hours was so hot that several men accom- ; panying the marching mothers were' fatigued on their arrival at Red Hill,I but the merry matrons were still going' strong. The winner received a silver "shov-, ing" cup and about enough money to buy a new pair of "shoes. IN BUGLESS COMFORT. Every one who has the good fortune to own a verandah should have 'it' screened for use in warm weather; not only for the personal comfort and enjoyment it gives, but as an aid in safeguarding the family health, for flies and mosquitoes are a menace to life. In some cases, the work can be made to show immediate financial re- turns. In one instance, enclosing a porch removed the need for qhree screen,. doors and, vile.. vl'ndow sc,Leen; one screen door for entering the ver- andah being all that was required. Anything that ,increases the comfort of a,horne, increases its value.: Where the porch is a rear' one, the housewife can clean or sort fruits and vegetables out-of-doors, in comfort, and freedom from flies or mosquitoes: It con be used for ironing or other hot tasks, while' !the entire household will find it a delightful refuge on warm days and evenings, where they can spend their time in bugless com- fort. .It can he!4lited. at night with- out tear of attracting' swarms of in- 13r�lrlit; or copper -Wire cloth' to t11,�i beat tp. trse, as the letter weather l.reststnig' nualties .of those materials xi ke. fl oat the;'cheapest ih^'the end '. r tw ' a chorrlugl air"ing arid. brushhig gJ rte Your Sides. 110n a 'gdek" 'ab W !G .1E,' YSG ?muldi teeth. tia flood aappettittt and plrcaw.eir e dg sttont !mean MUCK K to roux' health. WRIGLEY'S act, at helper la sena tlh8s work --a rleasonl, bane/legal pick -ate -up. D39 WINS 52 -MILE PRAM RACE. Five mothers pushed their perambu lators, complete with babies, from Big Ben, London, to Brighton,a distance of fifty-two rriiies, recently, in re- sponse to a challenge by one of the mothers. Mrs. Groom, of Eastbourne, the winner, seen in the picture, finish- ed in 12 hours and twenty, minutes, the moths may be removed for they seem averse to sunlight and fresh air, but it is more difficult to rid the gar- ment of the larvae. The larvae may 1 exist at forty degrees F. but are not active. It is best if clothing can be stored at this temperature for sev- Quite Simple. looking p Approacb'ing the captain one day, he asked: ``How far are we from land, cap- tain?" , "Oh, about three miles!" replied the official. "Only three miles?" said the pas- senger. "Then it's funny we can't see it. "Oh," returned the skipper, "that's because the water isn't clear enough!" eral days and then brought out in ordi-1 It is not the hours that you put in The pale- aseenger' had shown signs of nervousness all through the voyage nary room temperature for a few' that count; it is what you put into hours and later restored to the colder; the hours. temperature. The larvae cannot stand change of temperature. . Sulphur fumigation of the garment must be done with care, as the fumes will exterminate the moths but it must be done with care, as the fumes may become too strong and rot the fur. After the moths and larvae are re- moved, the coat niay be packed in a moth -proof chest with moth balls or other moth preventatives, or sealed in a paper sack or box. THREE EXCELLENT SHERBETS. The following are three. recipes with the fruits which one usually has at hand in the spring: Currant Sherbet—One pint of red currant juice, one pound of sugar, the juice of three lemons, one pint of boil- ing -water. Dissolve sugar in boiling water; when cold add current juice and freeze. Makes three pints. Orange Sherbet—One scant pint of cold water, one tablespoonful gelatine, one cup sugar, six oranges or one pint. or orange juice, half cup of boiling water. Soak gelatine for ten minutes in a half cup of cold water; put sugar and remainder of cold water into pit- cher, also the orange juice; if the oranges are very sour add more sugar. Dissolve the gelatine in the boiling water and add to the mixture.' Strain into the can and freeze. Pineapple Sherbet—Three lemons, one can of pineapple, three cupssugar, ; a� two quarts of water, whites of three 1'-N!V Fs'• eggs. 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Realizing the potential value of, this. enormous tonnage of waste material, the Canadian Pacific Railway made a close study and careful investigation of its utilization; as it presented it- self, under conditions which existed, the problem was a difficult oue. The straw was known to have a cera tain value for its fibre, being similar in this respect, though of inferior, grade, to the straw cultivated for the production of fibre flax. But atter leaving the threshing machine the fibre value of this linseed' flax straw was destroyed, even for production of commercial tow, owing to the manner in which the straw is broken up in the threshing operation. In consequence of this difficulty, early investigations were along the lines of utilizing the waste straw as a pulping material for the manufacture of paper. The in- vestigations conducted in this connec- tion were entirely successful, and the resulting product was an exceptional- ly high grade of paper suitable for high class of writing paper and 'simi- lar purposes. This research was car- ried 'to a semi -commercial scale, but the cost of production of the pulp was too high for practical operation. Subsequent investigations, tbeve been Inaugurated by the Honorary Council for Scientific and Industrial Research in efforts to produce a pulp from. which a cheap grade of*,,newsprint could be manufactured. The results have not so far been disclosed. 'A New Form of 'Threshing Machine.. To -day the utilization of these vast 'quantities of waste straw is nearer to a.ceomplis'hment than ever before. Modern Canadian invented and per- fected machine], has made possible the recovery of the linseed without destruction of the straw through a• new form of threshing machine: This at once removed the old obstacle to the. utilization of the fibre content of the straw and sets free and available an enormous new supply of raw material for the manufacture of the lower grades of linen products,; which is cer- tain to 1p.ean an important industrial development in Western Canada in the not distant future. Meantime a successful effort has been made in Manitoba near Winni- peg in the use' of this waste flax straw by the production of an insulating ma- terial, which bas been proved to be an efficient non-conductor of heat and cold, and is being used in Western construction work as linings between the walls and under the roofs, to keep out the cold, and appears to have de- inonstated effectively its s•ucce.ss in these relations. It las' been used In public buildings as well as industrial plants -ice, cold -storage and others— and is becoming general in its us,e-in private dwellings. While this its only a beginning, it has created a situation more satisfac- tory for the future marketing of flax straw, and now its use for tow pur- poses for upholstering has developed a desire on the part of industries south of the Inte r•national Boundary to pur- chase the stnaw and a large tonnage contract was entered into late in the past year; a tow mill is to be erected in Manitoba to take care of this mar- ket. _ This is an interesting Western com- mercial development, befitting of men- tion as an example of .the desire to utilize waste products; The West has already realized that everything must he used commercially to bring about satiisfactory financial returns, and con tenuous investigations into markets and costs of production that are pro seeding along various lines will lead ultimately to a greater value being ob- tained from Western raw materials than perhaps has hitherto been the case. Underdone, " "I thought he was ..in't• 'Ala, he's only half-baked!" :Tlae food value of butter is Said t,o- be `'Jilghl in sullrinek` , dt4ring gran feeding than in winter When cows are, even roots said hili