HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1909-8-26, Page 7THE IISTERIOIIS KE!
OR, PLANNING FOR THE
FUTURE.
CHAPTER XVI.
The hours thatfolloiyed that jo
ous reunion arestrered to tile' to
era alone, and who cal) desire
trespass upon them? TT .Gerald
Allison seemed like one miraou
ously given back from the dead
Be had believed her lost to him fo
ever, and so all his hopes had see
ed to die with her. Life for the 1
ture had held no special attractio
for him, althou h since erforc
g , p
he live on his allotted %m
u vo t ob time
t
f being governed by a conseientiou
!
netts that was innate, he would hav
tried to spend it to some purpos
others, even though he mig
reap no consolation therefrom.
But hour all this was change
The dead was alive, thn lost w
found, and f , a d henceforth the star
hope would ,gleam with no untie
tarn light. His listlessness, hi
apathy, was all gone, and it seem
ed a blessed thing once more to b
an inhabitant of earth.
The lovers took no note of time
nor their surroundings. To the
it was sufficient that they were i
each other's presence—that the
could look into each other's face
and know that life and time wer
still theirs in which to live and lov
and hope,
They were only brought back to
other realities about them whe-
Lady Bromley came to summo
them to a little feast which had
been prepared in honor of this bles
sed reunion.
Gerald insisted upon carrying Alli
son down -stairs, although Mr. Ly
man smilingly assured him that h
was better able to perform
p that ser
_. vice, since he had long been aeons
•t toured to' it.
"You are like a feather, my poor,
wasted darling," he said as he lift-
ee her in his arms, a thrill of pain
shooting through his heart as he
found how very light she was.
But her spirits had not faked, if
her body had, for throughout the
meal she was as bright and merry
as of old. In fact, she was the
only one of the party who `did not
seem to be at all affected by the
memory of the terrible shadow
which had enveloped her for so
many months.
And why should she be affected
1•y it? To her those months had
simply been a blank to them they
had been full of suffering, every day
having been marked by a sorrow
and hopelessness that they would
he long in forgetting.
Gerald tried bravely to respond
to her lively sallies with equal wit
and • jollity, but he was often oblig-
ed to pause and take a swallow of
water before ho could trust his
voice to reply.
When their feast wes over, Alli-
son was carried beck to her chain
ber, and condemned' to perfect rest
and quiet for two hours, during
wbiob Lady Bromley, Gerald, and'
the Lymans had a confidential in-
terview, when the whole history of
the accident, its consequences and
Allison's recent discovery by Ellen
were discussed.
During the afternoon the lovers
spent several hours together, when
the past and their' plans for, the fu-
ture naturally became the theme
of conversation,
Allison, during the mutual ex-
change of confidences. told Gerald
of -John Hubbard's efforts to drive
her into a harria'ge with him; and
how, upon her'refusal- to submit,
he had revealed the fact that she
was not the child of Mr. and Mrs.
Brewster, together with the proofs
in his possession.
"And, Gerald," she observed,
while speaking of.this,'"these
proofs were in one of those boxes
which papa --he will always ria 1
'papa' to me, even though I did not
really belong to him—sent you to
get from the bank that Sunday he 1
• died." t
Gerald started slightly at this,
"That accounts for what he said,
, and wbat;seemed rather strange to
me at tate time be asked me to get t
them," he said. "Ho made me sol- t
emnly promise that I would never
allow lady one to suspect my visit b
or errand to the bank, and to be w
oareful not to excite the suspicions
i'any one while taking the boxes p
'to hint, One, he said, contained
valuable jewels which had belonged e
to his wife, and which he wanted in
you to have; 'the other,' he added v
—and I wondered what made him it
grow so.pale—bolds nothing of any
special importance to any one save Ge
myself," "
"Poor papal. That Proves that 1.
l e wanted to destroy its contents ti
so that I should never learn the a
truth --that 1 was not his own £
child?" said Allison, with a regret- si
fel sigh, and then she fell to mus "
ing upon the perplexing mystery of 11
her engin. h
"If you had' only written me how ,
John Hubbard was; prosecuting co
you---- Gerald began, after a mo- 'fi
tment, when Allison exclaimed, d1
flushing dein*: tw
"I did write and "write, Gerald, th
but you never answered one of my
oy- letters,"
v- Gerald now grew crimson, then
to' pale, and a savage liglt5 began to
blaze in his eyes
-
1- "Ah 1 eYe .
A t I understand it all now,
and it must be as I have long sus•
r- petted," he returnd. "John Hub-
bard must have into ee ed '
r p`t am
u- letters. That rascal did•'his work
n pretty thoroughly, but, like all
e
rogues, he has come g s me to the end rf
his rope' at last."
e- "Where is he now?" Allison U
se "In New York," Gerald replied..
h. and wondering if it would be beet
di to begin upon the story of the
man's arrest—its whys and whets
,.ores that afternoon.
,
rf "I Suppose that woman and ber
s daughter—who, he said, were the
- real heirs—got all of papa's
money," the girl pursued,. with
regretful sigh.
"Yes; the suit was decided i
m their favor," said. her lover, but
n with a queer little smile begeinin
to play about his lips.
e "And did he marry that girt
e Anna Brewster, ho called her. He
e told me he should, for 'he'had no
notion of allowing such a fortu.te
to slip through his fingers.' "
"Did he Clare. talk like that to
„11 you?" exclaimed • Gerald.....sternly
Yes, he added, 'they:were mar
ried shortly after the girl was pro
pounced the legitimate heir, when
they went immediately. abroad. I
met John Hubbard on the Straw!.
e in London, one day, and had a sp.r-
ited conversation' with him regard
ing'the eaacally betrayal of his
trust in connection with you.
"Well, Gerald," said 'Alliso.t,
somewhat plaintively, "tam verg
thankful to be well again; but 1
am sorry to be so—pool—"
"That does not trouble sue in the
least, my darling," Gerald late -
posed ' with a gleam of mischief in
his fine eyes.
Allison flushed the daintiest pier
imaginable at' his words and look,
hut, with her mind still absorbed
in the fact of her poverty, she con
tinned;
"I cannot understand it. It seems
very unjust.to me, for I know papa
meant me to have that money, and
it does not seem at all right that it
should have all (alien int) the
bands of thart wicked man through
those two strange women, whit•, 1,
whom papa so loved, should be left
with nothing."
"Allison, that was only ,a plot
et John Hubbard's from begit t n„
to end. He has coveted and sr.l,ont
ed for that fortune ever dace t e
first became associated with Mr.
Brewster," Gerald returned,
• "Then. you do not :believe that
story was true—about his having
been married to and separated retie
that woman previous to his unint
with mamma:?" questioned ire fait
girl eagerly.
"I ata sure that she was eaves
his wife," Gerald positively affirm
ed.
"Oh, but can it be proved that
she was not?" almost breateles'Jy
demanded the pretty invali3.
after all that has happened, you
might not be quits SO proud and
--obstinate, and would be willing
take t
be a e
't
mo with my fortune, she
oonelnded appealingly.
At thi;i Gerald's laugh r'aeg out
Ow and hearty, and With a note
of exultation in its topes,
"I am afraid T should have been
sorely tempted to' waive my old
ecruplos, in. view of the unexampled
devotion of a certain true -hearted
little womc•it," he gaily respond-
ed, 'But, sweetheart, I am bound
to confess that I ant better satis-
fied to have maters stand just as
the yare."
"But I don't understand it all,"
said Allison, deeply perplexed,
"You seen) to imply I am not to
have the property, after all; but
if John Hubbaird'e plot has been
proved a fraud -if that woman was
never his wife—I do not see why
papa's will shi5uld not stand,' and
1 be recognized as his Heir,"
"11 is because another' claimant
has appeared.," Ge • 1 .
tall 'explained.
p
"Another, . claimant!" repeated
the startled girl. "Papa had no
relatiyos. Alt I yes, • there is Cou-
sin Annie Manning! Has she
claimed his estate -on the ground of
being the nearest of kin upon learn-
ing that I was not his own childl
t would not have thought that of
Annie," she concluded, a nets of
keen pain in her voice,
Annie Manning lied ahveys been
her ideal of a sweet, nblile. woman,
and she had been verse fond of her.
"No,' deur," Gerald gravely re-
turned, and dreading to reveal the
tt 1'ti uth to her, •yet he knew that she
1 would have to know it sooner or
g later. "One who is nearer' of kin
,, than Mrs. Manning Inas appear-
ed—"
"Hew can that be possible? You
deal in enigmas, Gerald!" exclaim-
ed Allison, beeotning soineivhat ex-
cited. If papa was never married
before he wedded mamma, and had
• no children, howcanthere be a
direct heir 1"
"My darling, pray be calm,"
pleaded Gerald tenderly: "I would
not for the world cause 3m0 a mo-
ment's pain or" annoyance, 'but 1
have a"stor,' to toll you thatwill be
a great surprise to you, and Which,
were` it possible, I should prefer to
withhold' from you. . When I am
11
"Yes,' Allison. Mr. Lyttdeteu and
I have been at work for many w aces
making out a case of fraud ageinst
that rascal, and we can now prove
beyond dispute that it was only
through forgery that John Hub-
bard succeeded in getting posses
sion of the Brewster fortune, and
in proving this, we also establish
the fact that his accomplice — that s
woman—was never.your father's
wife."
"Then no reproach can 'ail upon
mamma's memory; She was pane's
awful wife?"
"Yes, my darling," said Gerald,
bending to kiss the sweet, fi•emu-
ous lips. "Never allow that s
hought to trouble you again. The
reputation of neither Mr. nor Mrs.
Beewst,er has ever been tarni.(hod, l
and this will soon be proved to 0
he world. There is to be a new t
rial about the first of February,"
"And then I shall get lay money t;
ask, I suppose," said Allison, p
ith a bright little laugh. h
"Oh, what an avaricious little
arty," gaily retorted her lever, s
'Are you so very anxious to re- o
over your fortune?" he added -
ore gravely, "Would it seem sc t
cry hard to have to share a'lim-
ed income with a poor clerk?"
"No, it wouldn't be paid at all,
raid " she responded, ilushin W
l could be as happy as the day is
,ng with you under any condi
ons," she: concluded earnestjy, i
rid was rewarded, for her delight- •
ft assurance by being caught pas- 0
cutely to Gerald's breast, yo
But," she continued, as soon as in
me was allowed to recover her fa
reach, ".1 cannot help feeling ser- to
v to lose this money, en your ac- an
lint as well as_my own; T know be
'ria papa world have been greatly
stressed if he had known that .l
a•s n,!, t., b:; beeefitted by it, and
oil I thought dial, perhaps now to
through, you will understand why
I have hesitated, front a feeling. of
sensitiveness, to disclose it. It is
a •story, • however, which it would .be
impossible . to keep secret, and 1
suppose T am the proper one' to re-
late it to you. To begin, I wil lsay
that Mr. Brewster had been mar-
ried previous to his union with the
lady whom you' called mother—"
"Oh, but you said--" began Al-
lison breatflcssly.
"Hush, dear. I. said that thewo-
man whom John Hubbard produc-
ed as year father's wife is an im-
postor, and that no dishonor could
possibly attach itself to either Mr.
or Mrs. Brewster, as he attempted
to prove. Nevertheless, he was
married to a Miss Miriam Harris,
of New Haven, Connecticut, some
three or four .yeers previous to his
union with Miss Porter. This first
wife died a little over a year after-
ward, and nndet preculiar circum-
stances----"
"What a strange, strange story!"
murmured Allison, with a wonder-
ing sigh. "But go on ! go on!"
Gerald then related all that he
knew of the history of Miriant Har-
ris and her wedded life as reveal-
ed in his aunt's—Miss Winchester's
—letter to him, although he did not
then expose the fact that he was
the child who, upon his mother's
death, had'been left nameless in
the care of a distant relative.
lie told her about the package of
papers that had been so strangely'
found in an old-fashioned cricket
which was being:made ready to bo
newly upholstered, how among
them there had come to light a
certificate attesting the union of
Adam Brewster and Miriam Har-
ris, together with the baptismal
certificate of .their only child, who
was now the claimant for the Brew -
ter fortune.
"Why!" exclaimed Allison, when
he. contended, "it is equal to the
most eciting novel I ever read!" 3
"It certainly is. It seemed so to 1
me when I was following out the
,angled threads," said Gerald, re-
membering with a 1111111 the sen- c
ations which ho had experienced a
upon finding those names upon the
New Haven books so mixed, and o
also his shook of astonishment up- T
n visiting the "Winchester" let h
he.followmg day. t
"And you and Mr. Lyttleton are. f
o have charge of the suit for the
Iaintiff—this newly discovered t
eir?" musingly observed Allison. o
"Yes." • And the young ratan y
roiled slightly, yet with somethiug t
f a feeling of uneasiness, for he s
really dfd not know how to disclose
o her the identity of his newly din- s
overed heir. ti
"How queer that seems, Gerald. h
hy, I think it is the strongest o
omplioation I ever heard of." 11
"How so?" n
"Why, that you, the betrothed tr
unhand of the hitherto supposed Q
elk ot` Adam Brewster, should bo to
mployed to work up a ease against.
ur own fiancee, which will result ei
diverting the fortune which her ea
titer. twilled her, mad throw it in- th
the possession of a new elaime er
t whose existence has heretofore fo
en unknown!" (1'
""It is a. strange o0in llic L i
u sa � " obs e l tion, as fa
y, .etr•rtl the young than, ;to
"And it is so wonderful, too
she went oe thoughtfully, ""to think
of papa having had a son living all
these years, and never knowing it
wonder if mamma knew that Ito
had boon married before she be -
"I am sure site never know it,
Allison," Gerald gravely returned,
"`The feet of all that secrecy hav-
ing been preserved in connection
with the first union, and that the
wife was never claimed, or the birth
of the son never discovered, would
seem to prove that that episode was
buried in his heart."
"And yet he must have learned
of the death of the first wife, or he
would not have married again," the
young girl argued.
:Yes, but that part of it is a enys•
tery which X fear will never be
solved," said her lover, with a
sigh. "And pow—"
"Have yep -•••have yeti sec him,
Gerald—this sari? Allison inter-
posed rather' inoohorently, before
he could u go on
d
,
"Oh, yes, many times..'.
"What in he like? Is he nicer
`.'That depends upon your inter-
pretation of the word 'moo,' dear,''
be replied, smiling, but .flushing
suddenly.
"Is he a worthy son of my fa-
ther?" she questioned, her clear,
serious eyes lifted to his face. '"I£
he is, I can shake hands cordially
with him, and tell him he is wel-
come to the fortune,"
"Allison! what a grand, true -
hearted little woman you are!" ex-
eleimed Gerald admiringly, his face
luminous in view of her unexampled
nobility and unselfishness.
"But you have not :answered bay
question. Is he worthy?"
' I hope he will prove himself• to
be .so," he responded, with un-
mistakable embarrassment.
"Why!" Allison cried, starting
up and searching his face with
curious eyes, "how strangely you
act! You seem very -mysterious ! Is
this young man some one whom I
already know? Oh, tell me, Ger-
ald. 1 am just wild : with curio-
sity."
And yet sl,e had not a suspicion of
the truth.
Gerald drew a wallet from his
pocket, took ,wo folded papers from
it, and placed them in her hands.
"Read those, love; they will ea -
plain everything to you, he said
in a tone that sounded rather
strained and unnatural to her.
Allison unfolded the one upper-
most and found it to be the doctt-
ment certifying the marriage of
Adam Brewster to Miriam Harris.
Then, eagerly smoothing out the
other, she read the name of Ger-
ald Winchester Brewster. upon the
baptismal record, and—the mystery
was solved.
"Oh, Gerald!" she cried, blank-
est astonishment written on her
lovely face, "you are Adam Brew-
ster's son !"
(To be continued.)
A PRINCE OR A PRINCESS?
IIItE1i BABIES A.RE BORN IN
ROYAL PALACES.
Great Rejoicing in the British Isles
When Ring Edward Made
Ilis Debut.
"Thank God, it is a boy i" the
Duke of Wellington exclaimed when
the nurse proudly presented to him
the little bundle of humanity who,
as Edward VII., was one day to
rule the British Empire. `•Excuse
me, your Grace," answered the
lady, with a toss of her head, "he
is a Prince," "So he is, of course,"
was. the laughing answer; "I beg'
his Royal Highness's pardon, and
yours also, 'madam." s
AT THE BIRTH OF TRE RING.
In an inner chamber the little
Ring -bo -be had just opened his eyes
to the world in the presence of Dr',
Locoolr and Mrs, Lilly=, the 101150;
nst outside the door were the re- e
naining doctors and the surgeon, a
whose signatures were sown t0 be o
appended to the bulletin whieh pro- r
laimed the glad event to the world; b
ad in en adjoining state apart- t
tent the great officials, the Duke s
1 Wellington, Sir Robert Peel, r
.orsl Lypdhurst, all in fu11 dress, c
ad been awaiting the issue, with
he Bishop of Landon, who had of-' lo
Bred up prayers for Her Majesty, T'
It was under such circumstances w
hat I{ing Edward made his entry a
ti this world's stage sixty-seven le
ears ago, little dreaming what a e
hrill of rejoicing his coming would
end throughout the British Isles. ju
n a few moments a score of mes- es
engers were racing in every dime- be
on with thegood tidings that an n
eir bad been born to the throne th
f England ; the news was being 111E
ached over the wires to every ter-
m of our lands; and a special
air and steamer'wel;t speeding a
neon's Messenger with the news
Ireland, says London Tit -Bits,
Outside tee e a • ledasez, u-
teri' row road, c dthe bulletin lean est-
at the gate, which announced
at "The Queen was safely deliv-
ed of a Prince this morning at
rly-eight minutes past Len
cloak, Her Majesty and the iu-
nt•Prince are perfectly well.
v_}sells clashed from a thousand
(Ties; mullion thundered at the
London (and soon all Britain) Was
Le e frenzy of delight aitch sits no
ether event coulti ekeite,
HOLLAND'S QUEEN'.
And se it .ever is when the hopes
cf a sesame 'often delayed and dis-
appointed, ere at last rewarded
Nr the coming of an heir to the
throne. 1t was markedly so that
August day in the` yeas 1$80 when
Queen Wilholtnina game at last to
throw Holland into a delirium of
delight. Seldom, if ' ever, has a
Royal infant been so anxiously
awaited or; so regally welcomed.
Icing William had already two
sous, but one of them was drink-
ing himself -to death in the lowest
eabarete of Paris, the other was
doomed to an early death; and on
the little infant all the hopes of
the House of Orange and of the
Netherlands were painfully. focus,
ed, If the child should bee, girl,
Luxemburg—which could only have
a male ruler—would certainly be
lost, bit h
a the Dutch throne at
n least
would be saved from a German
Sovereign.
Por months before the event all
Holland was feverishly debating
the probability --would the baby be
a boy or a girl? Costly presents
poured into the Hague Palace from
far and near, until the old Bing
declared, in mock despair, that
there would soon be no room left
for him. And when at last the su-
spense was ended all Holland went
off its head ; it was frankly mad
—
MAD WITH DELIGHT.
Thousands wept for joy; strangers
flung themselves on each other's
necks in the stroats; cannon boom-
ed and <tlurob bells sent their jubi-
lant peals a -flying, and the very
beavens seemed to quiver under the
thunders of cheers for "the, little
Prinsesje."
It was much the same when Bing
Alfonso made his debut, too late,
ey months to know his father, but
happily in time to save the Span-
ish Throne. His advent was her-
alded by the same tense, universal
excitement,' for weeks before silent,
anxious crowds stood for hours be-
fore the Palace windows eagerly
awaiting the good news; and as the
hour grew near the Palace was
crowded with all the greatest nobles
and ladies of Spain, while outside
the Royal chamber waited the chief
officials of the Court.
Scarcely had news of the happy
event thailled through the crowded
salons when the baby Bing himself
made his appearance, carried on a
golden tray by the Great Chamber-
lain, to receive the homage of the
HUNDREDS OF COURTIERS,
Isefore taking possession of the mag-
nificent suite of apartments that
had been provided for His Majesty,
Leith their guard of soldiers by
night and day.
GODFATHER TO 1,500 C13TT,-
DR:LN.
A few days later he was 'carried
through the crowded corridors to.
his christening in the Royal Chap-
el, packed to the doors with all the
greatest and fairest in Spain — a
blaze of jewels, orders and gorge-
ous uniforms. The Mistress of the
Robes held the infant .Xing in her
arcus, the Papal Nuncio was chief
sponsor, and the Cardinal Arch-
bishop of Toledo performed the
ceremony. Every child born
throughout Spain un the same day,
May 17th, received a gift of money;
and to them all, 1,500 of them, the
infaut monarch himself stood as
godfati•er.
The birth of the late ill-fated
Crown Prince of Portugal was ac-
companied by similar rejoicing. All t
Portugal abandoned itself to a mad
revel of festivities and arrayed it- t
self in its gayest gala costume, i
while in his honor the Ring. gave
a series of banquets of prodigal
splendor, at which the far-famed
erviee of gold was used.
SEVENTY-ONE FOR A PRIN-
CESS.
A11 Russia still recalls those anxi-
ous days in November, 1895, which
heralded the birth of the first child
f its Czar, The Neva was in flood
t the time, and threatening to
erflow its banks, with disastrous
°sults; and whenever the guns
owned at night to announce that
lie waters were still rising, thou -
ands flung open their windows or
ushed excitedly into the streets to
cunt the volleys, for if they were
more than a few it meant that the
ng -expected heir had arrived.
hey knew that seventy-one volleys
ould proclaim the birth of a Prin-
ess, and a hundred and one vol-
ys that of a Prince ; and how oag-
rly they all boped for the latter 1
At last the fateful moment came,
st after eleven o'clock on the
tght of November loth. The guns
gan to boom through the dark-
ess—one, two, three, foto'. As fo
e volleys thundered out — ten, b d
teen, twenty—there could be no.w
entire doubt. It was the great
cions, In a few moments the he
streets of the eity wore black with b
breathless thousands, each count- .•
ing, and fearful to lose a single, at
Loney of aallll,!that evil so nim r.l•
to Aussie, btxiy, sovency, seventy- se
ec--seventy-two1 No, the guns
had ceased—all was silent. wind la
A deep sigh of disappointment sob- tea
bed through the eity. It was a an
Princess, and St. Petersbesgee it
hopes were dashed to the ground,
'1' let
efore money was invented some pe
'UE CANADIAN NORTHERN.,
Bide Fair to f$lturtly Iltseawe a
'reneeentiaentel Line,
One of .the most interesting of
the romances in Canadian develop.•
merit is the stagy of the modest be-
ginnfng and rapid growth of the
Clanadianl Northes'n ltailway, In
1880 Mesers. Mackenzie ted Mann
formed a partnership as railway
contractors and nine years later
they took their first steps towards
the Canadian Northern.
Starting in the heart of Mani
-
tabu, with its wheat bearing lines
radiating from the City' of Wieni,
peg, the Canadian Northern has
grown to a railroad with over 3,000
miles of traok in the territory to the
West of the Great Lakes, and there
are other integral parts already
constructed and operating in On-
tario and the Provinces of the East.
Viewing a map of the road with
the lines already constructed, with
the extensions ns n
o under the 'contrac-
tors' hands, and with the proposed
new lines, the Canadian Northern
bids fair to shortly' become a trans-
continental line sending its traffic
from tidewater to tidewater.
Many can recall when there was
no Canadian Northern Railway -•••
when the name of Mackenzie and
Mann had no great import. An
analysis therefore of the railroad
properties of these two men can-
not bat be of interest to all Cana -
The
The Canadian Northern Ontario
proper (from last annual report,
June, 1908) operated in the West
2,800 •miles. Before the close of the
year 248 additional miles were corn
pleted and utilized—a total of 3,-
143' miles.
The Caiadian Northern Ontario -
Railway owns a line—Toronto to
Sudbury—which, with extensions.
and branches, totals 310 miles. The.
Cianadian Northern Quebec Rail-
way—an amalgamation of several
smaller roads in the Province of
Quebec—has a total mileage of 350:
Other railroad companies are own -
em in the Provinces of New Bruns-
wick and Nova Scotia, To the fig-
ures mentioned, will be added, this
year, the length of the various ex-
tensions and branches of 1909 con-
struction.
How have these men been able to
eonstruet a big railway system, and
that- without issuing any stock to
the public ? In the first place they
! have shown great, shrewdness in
lchoosing locations, and it is their
boast that all their lines have paid
from the start.
In the second place, chiefly
through the shrewd and economical
borrowing, have Mackenzie and
Mann been able to construct this
lig railway system. Both the Do•
minion Government and Provinci-
al Government of Manitoba hays
lent their aid to the Railway by
guaranteeing the bonds. In the
later days the Province of Ontario
has similarly treated lines within
its boundaries, as have also ihe'
Provinces of Saskatchewan ant
Alberta.
Most of the financing has been
done in Great Britain, that centre
to which all the world turns for fin-
ancial aid; but Canadians have
done much for this and other Cana-
dian enterprises. The Canadian
Northern Railway consolidated
mortgage bonds, guaranteed by the
Province of Manitoba, are found
among the assets of many Insur-
ance Companies and other financi-
al institutions. Of the $16,000,0011
Canadian Northern Equipment ob.
ligations which have been issued,
Canadians have taken the large
proportion and the United States
investors have been generous iu
heir assistance towards the finan'
ing of these loans. The credit se
he Canadian Northern Railway
n the world's market, stands high
OPTIMISTIC SAYINGS,
There are more people dying for
the lack of a kind word, a pat on
the back, and a little encourage-
ment than there are from disease,
A smile is potential, magnetic,
and dispels trouble.
The man who never makes any
mistakes never makes anything
else.
Shake bands as though you meant
it, and smile.
Nobody can compute the value of
a smile ; a frown has lost a king-
dom,
fu darkness, in light, in sorrow, in
blight,
Be an optimist ever and things
will come right.
Optimism is the first-born of hope,
the mother of confidence, the exe-
cutioner of adversity, and the un-
dertaker of pessimism.
Nobody earl really harm you but
yourself.
Optimism and pessimism have
tight many battles; if optimise
a not been it victor to date, hope
onld have died years ago,
A hopeful optimism and sterling *C
nests, are the ball bearings of
usiness ncgot.iation. H
The nein ii he can sculpture a
nurbling-bl,ck into a stepping -1
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.1 hearty, cheerful, wholewle
IAL will make the pulse beat fes-
and 111e rye gleans brighter than T
V song ('arim) over sung, find
costs nothing, ( it
The hopeful, optintislae elan 1.: a 1 T
winery in ally c"711nlnnil t•• '1'lre'
simist finis it his sarrrd duty
go round with an extinguisher
yo
looking rather disturbed over hav• vtr
:ret• and in the Park; and all pe
g it stated thus, 1�u
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FOLKS
004)00001
THE LITTLR IIELPRRe
Grandpa wee sitting in the porch
one warm spring day, when Tommy
Dame in from his garden with two
little wrinkles puckered right across
his forehead.
"Grandpa," said he, "why did
Noah let any toad. comp into his
ark?"
"What do you mean, Tommy?"
asked grandpa, hiding a smile be-
hind his newspape,,
"'Cause I pat .wish he'had let
them all drown," said Tommy, in
v. disgusted tone, "I went out to
sow some sweet-william seeds,
'cause you know William is papa's
name, and there was a great big
t
'
Dearight i
n b e 1
h middeofm gar-
den, g
r
den, I most know he is waiting
there to eat up my•seeds."
"Toads do not eat seeds," said
grandpa, "Do .you suppose thea
toad is. riot good for something'e "
You said the earthworms were
little spades, and dug my gardep for
me,"said Tommy, thoughtfully.
But a toad cant dig, and I don't
see what use he is, anyway,"
"Well, then, I will show you,"
said grandpa.
So he went to the workshop, and
chose four blocks of wood of the
right shape and size. He carried
them to the garden, and built a lit-
tle house' of them beside a row of
young squash=plants. Then he gave
the toad a ride on the coal -shovel
from Tommy's garden to the little
blockhouse.
"This is Mr. Toad's house," said
grandpa. "We will leave him here,
and never disturb him."
Mr. Toad seemed to take kipoly
to his new quarters. He was often
seen sitting• in his front door and
looking out with' a very serious ex-
pression, winking. his bright eyes
and spreading out his Angersjust
as baby spread hers when Tammy
counted, "0, u, t, out," on them.
Tommy was very much amused;' but
still he could not see how the toad
did any good.
"Neighbor Smith says that the
bugs have eaten up all his squash-
vines," said grandpa, one day.
"Why have they not touched ours,
Tommy?"
Tommy did not know.
"How about our lodger in the
garden?" said grandpa, smiling.
"Do you mean Mr. Toad?" asked
Tommy. "Does ho eatch the
bugs?"
"If you watched him long enough,
you would see," said grandpa.
"When he sits in his front door, he
is taking care of our garden, and
when a trespasser comes along, Mr.
Toad arrests him at once: The
least that we can do for him is to
give bin a house rent-free, don't
you think so?"
"0, grandpa," ,said Tommy, eag-
erly, "is everything in the whsle
world of some use?'
"FURTHER STILL."
Romans 15: 14.95.
Long had the faithful warrier
yearned
That Roman hands the power
might yield:
Sad was his sp=rit when he learned
That he must leave the battle-
field
He left, to make his purpose
known, .
These words cut out in solid stone
"Further Still."
A nobler' aim our work inspires
Than Roman warrior ever knew.:.
And every earnest heart aspires
To win the victory now in view ;
Those who their risen Lord obey
Move forward as they heat Him say"
"Further Still."
While thankful for the fruitful
past,
For light that shines in genial
• rags—
For bread upon the waters east
And seen again in many days,
Much larger conquests we would
see
And therefore must our watehword
be;—
"Further Still."
He calls us each that cross to take
Whieh makes this mortal life sub-
lime:
He tails us for His kingdom's sake
The mountain paths to bravely
climb :
He bids us leave all else behind
And press, His purchased ones to
find,
"Further. Still,"
To that for which "Home Missions"
stands
He bids us give most earnest
care ;
'Odle His redeeming work expands
He calls ns 10 that work to share:.
o heights which none thus far have
trod
e hies us bear the word of Cod
"Further' Stell"
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