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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1912-02-22, Page 7THE WINGIIA3.1 TINES, FEBIWARY 22 1912. 7 11.4111111alles tretss. 1111.411.111.114*-‘11.16•171K4.1.4111.4111W9.1PIPF:00.11!"ti. • '..**::;1: -**::1•''.4; • ••4 eWings 9ft e P.. • p By LOUIS Morning • ......•• Copyright, 1903, by TRACY . • .. . Edward 0. Clod') .• 11;45illaaly CHAPTER I. A.DY TOZ1R adjusted her gold riunued eyeglasses with an air of dignified aggressive - MSS. She had lived too many years in the far east. In Hongkong elle was known as the "Mandarin." Her powers of merciless inquisition suggested torments long drawn out. The commander of the Sirdar, home- ward bound from Shanghai. knew that he was about to be stretched on the rack wheu he took his seat at the saloon table. "Is it true, captain, that we are run- ning' into a typhoon?" demanded her "From whom did you learn that, La- dy Tozer?" Captain Ross was wary, thoegli somewhat surprised. "From Miss Deane. I understood Ler a moment ago to say that you had told her." "I?" "Didn't you? Some one told me this morning. I couldn't have guessed it, could I?" Miss Iris Deane's large blue eyes surveyed him with Innocent in- difference to strict accuracy. Incis •dentally she had obtained the Informa- tion from her maid, a nose tilted co- quette, who extracted ship's secrets from a youthful quartermaster. "Well-er-I had forgotten," explain- ed. the tactful sailor. "Is it true?" Lady Tozer was unusually abrupt today. But she was annoyed by the assumption that the captain took a mere girl into Itis confidence and passed over the wife of the ex -chief justice of Hongkong. "Yes, it is," said Captain Ross, equa- lly curt, and silently theisking the fates that her ladyship was going home for the last time. "Do tell us," chimed in Iris. "Did you find out when you squinted at the sun?" The captain smiled. "You are nearer the mark than possibly you imagine, bliss Deane," he said. "When we took •our observations yesterday there was .a very weird looking halo around the :•sun. This morning you may have no - Med several light squalls,and a smooth sea, marked occasionally by strong ripples. The barometer is falling rap- idly, and I expect that as the day -wears we will encounter a heavy swell. If the sky looks wild tonight, and es- Itecially if we observe a heavy bank of cloud approaching from the northwest, .you will see the crockery dancing about the table at dinner. I am afraid you are not a good sailor, Lady Tozer. .Are you, Miss Deane?" "Capital! I should just love to see a real storm. Now promise me solemnly -that you will take me up into the chart house when this typhoon is simply -tearing things to pieces." "Oh, dear! I hope it will not be very bad. Is there no way in which you tan avoid it, captain? Will it last long?" The politic skipper for once preferred. to answer Lady Tozer. "There is no cause for uneasiness," he said. "Of course typhoons in the China sea are tasty things while they last, but a ship like the Sirdar is not troubled by them. She will drive through the worst gale she is likely to meet here In less than twelve hours. Besides, I alter the course somewhat as soon as I discover our position with regard to its center." Then the commander hurriedly ex- cused himself, and the passengers saw -mo more of him that day. CAUGHT , HEAVY COLD. (Lift Throat and Lungs Very Sore. ..:••••••• There is no better cure for a cough or )Cold than. Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup. It is rich in the lung -healing virtues of the Norway pine tree, and is a pleasant, safe and effectual medicine that may be .confidentially relied upon as a specific dor Coughs, Colds, Bronchitis, Hoarse- taess, Sore Throat, Quinsy, and all Throat 4i, nd Lung Troubles. t Mr. S. Monaghan, Charlottetown, F.B.I., writes: — 'I certify that IDr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup Is an excel- lent medicine for coughs and colds. 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I will stop 111 t t'.!y Ivo to interview i y d -o• ••••:11.:er .1 tt•I ll.on • • Call the company's agents would be solicitous ror her welfare, The cable's telegraphic eye would watch her prog- ress as that of some princely maiden sailing in royal caravel. This fair, slender, well formed girl -delightfully Euglish iu face and figure -with her fresh, cloar cemplexion, limpid blue eyes and shining hair was a personage Of some importance. Lady loser knew these things and sighed complacently. "Ali, Well," she resumed. "Parents had different views when I was a girl. But I assume 'Sir Arthur thinks you should become used to being your owa mistress iu view of your approaching marriage." "My -approaching -marriage!" cried Iris, now genuinely amazed. "Yes. Is it not true that you are going to marry Lord Ventnor?" A passing steward heard the point blank question. It had a curious effect upon him. He gazed with fiercely eager eyes at Miss Deane and so far forgot himself as to permit a dish of water ice to rest against Sir John Tozer's bald head. Iris could not help noting his strange behavior. A flash of humor chased away her first angry resentment at Lady Tozer's interrogatory. "That may be my happy fate," she answered gayly, "but Lord Ventnor has uri asked me." lievery one says in Hongkong"- be- gan her ladyship. "Confound you, you stupid rascal! What are you doing?" shouted Sir John. His feeble nerves at last conveyed the information that something more pro- nounced than a sudden draft affect- ed his scalp; the ice was melting. The incident amused those passen- gers who sat near enough to observe it. But the chief steward, hovering watch- ful near the captain's table, darted for- ward. Pale with anger, he hissed: "Report yourself for duty in the sec- ond Saloon tonight." And he hustled his subordinate away from the judge's chair. Miss Deane, mirthfully radiant, rose. "Please don't punish the man, Mr. Jones," she said sweetly, "It was a sheer accident. He was taken by sur- prise. In his place I would have emp- tied the whole dish." The chief steward smirked. He did not know exactly what had happened. Nevertheless, great though Sir John Tozer might be, the owner's daughter was greater. "Certainly, miss, certainly," he agreed, adding confidentially: "It is rather hard on a steward to be sent aft, miss. It makes such a difference in the-er-the little gratuities given byNthe passengers." The girl was tactful. She smiled comprehension at the official and bent over Sir John, now carefully polishing the back of his skull with a table nap- kin. "I am sure you will forgive him," she whispered. "I can't say why, but the poor fellow was looking so intently at me that he did not see what he was doing." The ex -chief justice was instantly mollified. He did not mind the appli- ' • • ;15 • :,E.t4 Ms Santa nOt heti) noting Ms strange behavior, eittIon Of ice in that Way -rather liked hi fact Probably lee Was itt1Scepti- blp to the fire Inbliss MAIM'S eyes. Soddenly the passengers Stitt seated ' experienced a prolonged sinking Sensa- tion, as if the vessel bad been converts ed. into a gigantic lift, They were I pressed bar,Into their chairs, which 'creaked and . -ed to swing around on their -pivots. Qs the ship yielded stiftlY to the sen a whiff of Spray (hutted through an open port. "There!" snapped her ladyship, "I knew we should run into a storm. Yet Captain Ross lea us to believe-- John, take Inc to my cabin at once." From the promenade deck the Ust- i= groups -watched the rapid advance straight to Helmdale, our place in Yorkshire." "Surely you have a chaperon?" "A chaperen! My dear Lady Tozer, did my father impress you as one who would permit a fussy and stout old person to make my life miserable?" The acidity of the retort lay in the Word "stout." But Iris was not ac- customed to cross examination. Dur, - hag a three months' residence on the island she had learned how to avoid Lady Tozer. Here it was impossible, and the older woman fastened upon her asp -like. Miss Iris Deane was a tooth- some morsel for gossip. Not yet twen- ty-one, the only daughter of a wealthy baronet who owned a fleet of stately ships -the Sirclar among them -a girl who bad been mistress of her father's house since -her return from Dresden three years ago -young, beautifill, rich -here was a combination for which men thanked a judicious heaven, while women sniffed enviously. Business detained Sir Arthur. A war cloud overshadowee' the two great di- visions of the yellow thee. Ile must wait to see how matters developed. but ho would not expose Iris to the in- sidious treachery of a Cilineee spring. She was confided to the eersonal charge of Captain floss. At each point of the gale. There was mournful spec- ulation upon the SIrdar's chances of reaching Singapore before the next evening. Iris stood somewhat apart from the other passengers. The wind had fresh- ened, and her hat was tied closely over her ears. She leaned against the taff- rail, enjoying the cool breeze after hours of sultry heat. The sky was cloudless yet, but there was a queer tinge of burnished copper in the all pervading sunshine. The sea was cold- ly blue. The life had gone out of it. It was no longer inviting and translucent. Long sullen undulations swept noise- lessly past the ship. Once after a steady climb up a rolling hill of water the Sirdar quickly pecked at the suc- ceeding valley, and the propeller gave a couple of angry flaps on the surface, while a tremor ran through the stout iron rails on which the girl's arms rested. The crew were busy too. Squads of Lascars raced about, industriously obe- dient to the short shrill whistling of jemadars and quartermasters. Boat lashings were tested and tightened, canvas_aWnings stretched across the deck forward, ventilator cowls twisted to new angles and hatches clamped down over the wooden gratings that covered the holds. Officers, spotless in white linen, flitted quietly to and fro. When the watch was changed Iris noted that the "chief" appeared in an old blue suit and carried oilskins over his arm as he climbed to the bridge. Nature looked disturbed and fitful, and the ship responded to her mood. There was a sense of preparation in the air, of coming ordeal, of restless foreboding. Challis clanked with a noise the girl never noticed before; the tramp of hurrying meti on the hurri- cane deck overhead sounded heavy and. hollow. There was a squeaking of chairs that was abominable when peo- ple gathered up books and wraps and staggered ungracefully toward the companionway. Altogether Miss Deane was not wholly pleased with the pre- liminaries of a typhoon, whatever the realities might be. Why did that silly old woman allude to her contemplated marriage to Lord Ventnor, retailing the gossip of Hong- kong with such malicious emphasis? For an instant Iris tried to shake the railing in comic anger. She hated Lord Ventnor. She did not want to marry him or anybody Mee just yet. Of comae her father had hinted approval of his lordship's obvious intentions. Countess of Ventnor! Yes, it was a nice title. Still she wanted another couple of years of careless freedom. In any event why should Lady Tozer pry and probe? And finally, why did the steward - oh, poor old Sir ;feint! What would have happened if the ice had slid down his neck? Thoroughly comforted .by this gleeful hypothesis, Miss Deane seized a favorable opportunity to dart Across the starboard side and see if Captain Hess' "heavy bank of cloud ht the northwest" bad put in an ap- pearance. Ha! There it was, black, ominous, gigantie. rolling up over the horizon like some monstrous football. Around It the sky deepened into purple, fringed with a wide belt of brick red. She had never seen such a beginning of a gale. From what she had read in books she iinagined that only In great deserts were clouds of dust generated. There could not be dust in the dense pall now rushing with giant strides across the trembling sea. /hen What *ad it? Wby was it so dark and menaeing? And where was desert of Stone and sand to compare with this awful ex- panse of water? What a small dot was this great ship on the visible 'Nur. face! But the ocean itself extended minty beyond there, reaching out to the infinite. The dot became a mere speck, undiatinguishable beneath a celestial nileroscopo siieh as the gods might condescend to use. Iris shivered and aroused berief with n Startled laugh. The lively fantere of the dinnea trumpet failed to fill the SOWS, ty, this time the Sirdar Was fightft4 .044444. 4. ••••• • 4.4. • 4. o'y rgal:1:4t ft etiff gale. Tint the stres ; of itettlal 1113 better than the eerie se:teetic:1 of .impending ger (luring 11 e beers, /he strong, 1 earty Inds:Mons of theen- ,fdnes, the regular thrnsiting of the eV W. the‘steadiStst onward plunging n' the rood ship throne racing seas net1 tidee: send, were eheery, confident and inspirited Miss Deane iustilled her boast that she was 1111 excellent sailor. .She 5111101 dolWatelliy ::t the ship's sur, When 1:0 CX1.11:'( Iler eye through !he 119' ''y glom in the tables. She was alone, se 10 Joined 1 er. "You are a erelit to the company - quite a sea kingS: douditter." he said. "Deeds-, do you ten: to all your lady P15C11b(e1' 111 Vett troy?" "Alas, no!, mo often 1 eats only be truthful when 1 am SWIMS" Iris !meshed. -If I remain long on this ship 1 VIll certainly have my head tutted," she.britd. "I receive nothing but compliments from the captain Clown to -to" -- "The doctor!" "No. You come a good second on the list." In very truth she was thinking' of the Ice carrying steward and his queer start of .surprise at the announcement of her rumored engagement. The man Interested her. IIs looked like a broken down geetlemais Her quick eyes tray - ens' around the saloon to discover his whereabouts. She could not see him. The chief steward stood near, balanc- ing himself in apparent defiance of the laws of gravitation, for the ship was now pitchiug and rolling with a mad zeal. Por an instant she meant to in- quire what bad became of the trens- greesor, but she dismissed the thought at its inception. The matter was tee W1-11 a wild swoop all the plates, • glasses and cutlery on the saloon ta- bles crashed to starboard. Were it not for the restraint of the fiddles every- thing must have been swept to the floor. There were one or two minor ac- cidents. A steward, taken unawares, was thrown headlong on top of his laden tray. Others were compelled to clutch the backs of chairs and cling to pillars. One man involuntarily seized the hair of a lady who devoted an hour before each meal to her coiffure. The Sirdar with a frenzied bound tried to turn a somersault. "A change, of course," observed the doctor. "They generally try to avoid 'It when people are in the saloon, but a typhoon admits of no labored polite- ness. As its center is now right ahead, we are going on the starboard tack to get behind it." "I must hurry up and go on deck," said Miss Deane. "You will not be able to go on deck until the morning." She turned on him impetuously. -"In- deed I will. Captain Ross promised me -that is, I asked him" - The doctor smiled. She was so charm- ingly insistent! "It is simply impossi- ble," he said. "The companion doors are bolted. The promenade deck is swept by heavy seas every minute. A boat has been carried away, and sev- eral stanchions snapped off like car- rots. For the first time in your life, Miss Deane, yon are battened down." The girl's face must have paled some- what. He added hastily: "There is no danger, you know, but these precau- tions ore necessary. You would not like to see several thus of water rush- ing down the saloon stairs; now, would you?" • "Decidedly not." Then, after a pause: "It is not pleasant to be fastened up in a great iron box, doctor. It reminds one of a huge coffin." "Not a bit. The Sinter is the safest ship afloat. Your father has always pursued a splendid policy in that re- npect. The Loudon and Hongkong company may not possess fast vessels, but they are seaworthy and well found in every respect." "Are there many people ill on board?" "No; just the usual number of dis- turbed livers. We had a nasty acci- dent shortly before dinner." "Good gracious! What happened?" "Some Lascars were caught by a sea forward. One man had his leg bro- ken." "Anything else?" The doctor hesitated. He became interested in the color of . some Bur- gundy. "I hardly know the exact de- tails yet," he replied. "Tomorrow aft- er breakfast I will tell you all about An .English quartermaster and four Lascars had .been licked from off the forecastle by the greedy tongue of a huge wave. The succeeding surge flung the five men back against the quarter. One of the bled: sailors was pitched aboard With a fractured leg and other injuries. The others were smashed against the iron hull and disappeared. For one tremulous moment the en- gines slowed. The ship commenced to veer off bite the path of the cyclone. Captain Ross set his teeth, and the tele- graph bell jangled "Full speed ahead." "Poor Jackson?" he 'murmured. "Ono of my best men. I remember seeing his wife, a prettly little woman, and two children corning to meet hint, last 'homenterd trip. They will be there again. Good God! That -Laker Who was saved has some one to await him in n Bombay -village, I stIppoSe." The captain fought his way to the chart house. He wiped the salt Water from his OM and looked anxiously at the barometer.. "Still -ailing!" he muttered. "I will keep on until 7 o'elOels and then bear three points to Alio southward. _By midnight we Shoeld be behind it." Ite struggled laiek into the outtilde trim by comparison the sturdy cita- del he ntlitted WAS paradise on the edge of an Inferno. Down in the saloon the hardier pat, Setigera Were StriVing to subdue tha ennui ofAn interval before they itokt their cabins, Some talked, Ono bara- cued reprobate strummed the piano, Others played cards,. chess, firaughts- anything: that woull distract attention. The stately apartment offered strange contrast to the warring elements with- out. Bright tights, costly upholstery, soft carpets, carved panels and gilded cornices, with uniformed attendants passing to and fro carrying coffee and glasses -these surroundings -suggested a floating palace in which the raging seas were defied. Yet forty tulles away, Bowen -Sere in the fusions depths, four corpses swirled about with horrible encertaluty, lurching through battling currents and perchance convoyed by fighting sharks. The surgeon had been called away. iris was the only lady left in the sa- loon. She watched n set of whist play - ere far a time and then essayed the perilous passage to her stateroom. She rouncl her maid -and a stewardess there. Both women were weeping. "What is the mutter?" she inquired. The stewardess tried to speak. She choked with grief and hastily went ord. The maid blubbered an explana- tion. friend of hers was married, miss, to the :nen who is drowned." "Drowued! What man?" "Haven't you heard, miss? I sup- pose they are keeping it quiet. An English sailor and some natives were swept off the ship by a sea. One native was saved. but he is all smashed up. The others were never seen again." Iris by degrees learned the sad chronicles of the ;Jackson family. She was moved to tears. She remembered the doctor's hes Miley ana her own phase, "a hogs coffin." _end:dee the roerieg waves pounded 1. 00 the iron walls. - nwo staterooms had been converted into one to provide Miss Deane with :mem accommonatlon. There were ne !souks, but a cozy bed was screwed to the deck. She lay down and strove to tead. It was a difficult task. Her eyes wandered from the printed page to mark the absurd nntics of her gar- ments swinging on their hooks. At times the ship rolled so far that she relt-sure it must topple over. Site was not afraid. but subdued, rather aston- isited, placidly prepared for vague et'011tha11tieS. Things were ridiculous. What need was there for all this external fury' Why should peer sailors be cast forth to instant death iu such awful man- ner? If she could only sleep and for- get -if kind oblivion would blot out the storm for a few blissful hours! But how could one sleep with the conscious- nees of that watery giant thundering his summons upon the iron plates a few incites away? Then came the blurred picture of Cap- tain Ross high up on the bridge peer- ing into the moving blackness. How strange that there should be hidden in the Convolutions of a man's brain au Intelligence that laid bare the pre. tenses of that ravenous demon without! Each of the ship's officers, the com- mander more than the others, under- stood the why and the wherefore. of this blustering combination of wind and sea. Iris knew the language of eoker. Nature was putting up a huge bluff. 011, dear! She was so tired. It de- manded a physical effort to constantly shove away an unseen force that tried to push you over. How funny that a big cloud should travel up against the wind! And so, amid confused won- derment, she lapsed into an uneasy slumber, her last sentient thought be• ing a quiet thankfulness that the screw went thud, thud, thud, thud, with such determination. After the course Was changed and the iiirdar bore away toward the south- west the commander consulted the ba- rometer each half hour. The telltale mescury had sunk over two inches in twelve hours. The abnormally low pressure quickly created dense clouds, NV1lie1l enhanced the melancholy dark- ness of the gale. For many minutes together the bows of the ship were not visible. Mastheail and side lights were obscured by the pelting scud. The engines thrust the vessel forward like a lance iuto the vitals of the storm. Wind and wave gushed out of the vortex with impo- tent fury. At last scion after midnight the ba- rometer showed a slight upward move - :smut. At 1:30 a. m. the change became pronounced. Simultaneously the wind swung round a point to the westward. Then Captain Ross smiled wearily. His face brightened. He opened his oilskin coat, glanced at the compass and nodded approval, Then he turned to consult a chart. He was joined by the chief officer. Both Men examined the chart in silence. Captain Ross finally took a pencil. He' stabbed its point on the paper in (ho neighborhood of 14 degrees north and 112 degrees east. "We are about there, _I think." - The chief agreed. "That was the lo- cality I had in my mind." Ho bent closer over the sheet. "Nothing in the way tonight, sir;" he added. "Nothing Whatever. It iS a bit of good luck to Meet etath weather here. We ea* keep as fat south its We like until .daybreak, and by that"tinie- HoW did it look when you cattle in?"' "A trifle better, 1 mime "I hare Sent for somerefrealitnentS. Let us have another look before we tackle them,' The two officers 'passed .ont into the hurricane. Instantly the Wind ciadeay. °red to tear the chart tense from o the deck. They looked aloft and ahead. 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When O'Halloran reached Port Leavenworth he had an interview with the colonel eotrunanding who told him that he would not be per- mitted to gamble. "Why," says the sergent, "I don't gamble. While / may play in an occasional mit of cards or make a friendly bet, I am by no means a gambler: but I will make this proposition to you colonel, I will bet $25 that there is a great big black mole in the small of your back." The colonel at once accepted the bet, strip- ped off his coat, vest and shirt and won the bet which he triumphantly collected from the sergeant. He then wrote to the colonel at Fort Snelling who had sent O'Halloran to Fort Leav- enworth, and said he would soon break the young man off gambling, he hoped. "For," the colonel wrote, "O'Halloran hadn't been here fifteen minutes before he lost $25 to the on the bet that I had a black mole on the small of my back." The Fort Snelling colonel replied: "That is all right for you, but the last thing O'Halloran did before he left was to bet me $75 that he would have your shirt off inside the first hour." - Exchange. "Dad, Here's To You." We happened in a home the other night, and over the parlor door saw the legend worked in letters of red. "What is Home Without a Mother?" Across the room was another brief, "God Bless Oar Home." Now what's the matter with, "God bless oar Dad," He gets up early, lights the fire, etc, He makes the weekly hand-out for the butcher, the grocer, the milkman and the baker, and his little pile is badly worn before he has been home an hour. If there's a noise in the night Dad is kicked in the back aid male to go downstairs and find the burglar and kill him. Mother darns the soaks, but Dad bought the socks in the first place and the needles, and the yarn after- wards. Mother does up the fruit: Dad bought it ah, and fruit and sugar cost like the mischief. Dad buys the chickens for Sanday dinner, serves them himself and draws the neck from the ruins after everyone else is served. "What is Home With- out a Mother?" Yes, that's all right; but what is home without a father? Ten chances to one it's a bearding house, father is under a slab, and the landlady the widow. Dad, here's to you -you've got your faults -you may have lots of 'em -but you're all right, and we'll miss you when you're gone. -rSouth Alberta Courier.1 Insure Against Serious Ceids Of the many forms of insurance probably that which protects you against the serious results of colds is the most valuable at this time of year when so many are becoming the victims of la grippe at.d pneumonia. 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