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"But (whatwill you do?" to pay some (Sells this afternoon, appeared to Guy as the completely
"'What I aught to have Clone be- and the Car will be at the door takend triumhaut Merle
though
living„ you to the station and come back resentful oR the impetuosity .which
"you won't find than easy," said tor me. I shall say that you had had led her to take that flight.
avers. Cluampueys. "You have been bad news
lland had to go to a relativeTaere file le had bad been
enrino hintreso d
used 4o amDipwhat
meansal't your life wits is
and you are quite untrained, You ; ".Say anything that will save the what had proved their parting
are throwing away, in a fit of tem- ' situation for you,' said Merle. "lel scene. Tim spoke of worry and
per, the host chance you will ever go in the car and—•I'm not ungrat- anxiety, but appeared to regard
have, There are not many men 'Ike ful Aunt Grace. This had to hap- Merle as irrevocably his, and like,
Timothy Rochdale, and he has pen. Tell Timothy." Her vines Caesar's wife, above suspicion,
everything to offer." broke, and she had to pause. Tam— I Which was es it should be, City
3s naturally considered.
^1 +knonv that, It wasn't for "Tell him I'm .sure it's best for es l She would be 'T'ibe'r wife very
that I was going to marry him— both to part, she said. isoSh, so all he, the companion of y
very mach. But that's all over." afro. Chaanvneys did not answer. o ave her His
"You don't know what you are She rang the bell for the maid who I day, y would could dowas to take him lar from what
doing!" cried Mrs. Champneys. waited on her,
„Yes I do. I'm nut in a temper "Is the car ready, Mason?" would be her sphere after ber mar.
now,
I'm quite sure I'm doing the "Yes, madam," raage,
only Possible thing.""Miss Vivian has to leave sudden• ' But he would never forget her.
Merle, he asked me to see you— ty See to her luggage. She leas I Fie had but crossed her path to gc'
to tell you that all shall be forgiven had had news." his way, but he would never forget
and forgotten," "Oh, I'm cony, madam!" t her and their one passionate Wes:
"I refuse to recognise any need . All the servants liked Merle, awl I Meanwhile, Merle was 4n her way
for being forgiven. I've done nosh- Mason was bat biiud. There lead to London. She hardly knew why
ing really wrong!" cried Merle, been talk in the houseitetper'.s room i site was going there, for site had n0
and Mrs. ChanlDueye' eXPlanStlo.1 definite Irian. But the time of the
"You don't know, either tyou, train had suited iter desire to get
what it nt:ens—that awful longing, of Merle's sudden departure wait;!'
be accepted with a grain uI salt, away as soon as possible from Mel-
te be 1 It's likebut homesickness-- p hare, and she reflected, when she
Teti gat bear
it that 1 didn't kaow s Merle was willing to give v;Pat was sitting in the n[i.nay carriage
how to bear it. And Con has to colour she could to the excuse nada I
for her. She was feeling the strain Lon4'w was a good place to lore
suffer, tun. And it. was like having ourself tn,
the fluor of a cage oPened when of emotion too mace to make a fuss
over trivialities. And that was what she wanted to
Guy Devenish asked me if I'd go up
with him for an hour."
"You are a very foolish girl and
ungrateful," said Mrs. Champneys
"After all Tiin's goodness to you—
after all I've done for yau!"
"I'm not ungratfui," Merle ans-
wered. But 1 don't love Tim any
more—it's all gone. If we lived
together for twenty years, we
should still be, strangers. I won't
be forgiven what was no fault of
mine, or anyone's! I won't be the
woman who would owe an eternal
debt to the man who saved her rep-
utation; I'll stand alone for the
future: I'll he free!"
"Well, if you go your own way
and come to grief, don't ask me to
help you.' said Mrs. Champeeys.
"You have treated Tint shamefully,
and I have finished with you."
"It wouldn't be fair to Tim to let
him marry rte --now," said Merle.
"lie could never be ltappy with a
,wife he coudn't trust. Good-bye,
Aunt Grace.''
"Since you are so headstrong it
must be good.bye," Mrs. Champ•
neys answered. "But I must ask
,you to show some consideration for
me—and for Tim,"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't wish the servants—or my
guests—,to think I turned you oat of
doors because you have disgraced
yourself:" said Mrs. ChamPneYS cut-
tingly. "You will leave this house
as my niece should. I hod meant
She went but to the cur, saw Trac I do' It was good -hyo to iter old sett.
luggage put en it, bestowed tree
She must Sate the world anew,
last ties, and was driven av:ay, I lust one of the thousands of women
She looked bark at the house and : had to stand alone and tight
gardens, so eloquent of well order• their way. In her present mood,
ed livres of ease. That was the there was something stimulating in
close of a chapter in her life. the idea of a fight,
She was not entirely without
Even now, she could scarcely be• means. Enough had been saved
lieve she wan not gain„ to !tarty . from the wreck for what had seem -
Tim. She had grown .eo used to ed meagre pocket -money, but it
the prospect that she felt as if eo;id • would not support her, even in the
ground had given vmy beneath l,rt humblest way. She must get
She found an hotel which,
though cheap from the polnt oe view
natural to her, was mote eaPensiee
than stilted her Present lluatielel.
Position, .She wrote to Con sheat'•
dully, tellfug bine she was 1n Len -
don for a while,
When she began to look for eme
ployment, et ftrst hopefully, then
with increasing anxiety.
Her pride—leer dominating char
acteristic—lta[l to stand uP aga(net
many haul knoelts and petty 811>15e
almost more galling. Perhaps she
was espeoially unfortunate; cettalu-
ly she asked for some of the rebuffs
site received. She had to ;earn
some hard lessons before she cauld
approach possible employers in a
suitable way.
In a few weeks, she had gained
experience that mode them scent
like years, but she held her head
as proudly as ever; she would not
admit defeat, and never once did
she regret her impulsive action in
regard to Tim.
Yet the pain was hard to bear.
The affection she bad felt towards
him made the sense of loss acme.
Nothing maid bring it back, hut she
missed what he had meant to her.
1f she could choose again, deliber-
ately, without anger, she was very
sure her feeling of Timothy's gener-
osity and forgiveness would have
been more mortifying than the
. struggle for independence.
On what was to have been her
wedding clay, she faced her difiioul-
ties wish a filling heart, more ler
Con's sake than her own.
feet.
So suddenly the change had sonic,
but no - less finally. Nothing could
ever give her back Tim of yes-
terday. She realised that she had
never known him.
They were nearing the station
when she heard the whir of 3,
'plane's engine overhead, and. lc:;k
ing up. saw a flash of silver aga'nat
the blue of the skies,
She could not he sure, but it was.
actually, the Albatross, winging her
way towards tate sea rind the coat
of France, bee-.ing Cu. f)evenislt to
the scenes of fresh triumphs, of
danger and possible disaster.
"Shall I ever see her again?" ran
the thoughts at arae hack of bis
mind, even while he gave all his at.
ten'ian to the control of his ma-
chine. "He's a good chap. I hope
he makes her happy. But she
won't be so bappy as she c'.uld
have been with me."
In their brief encounter, Tim had
some sort ar a. ]oil.
Of that she was hopeful,
being
entirely inexperienced and know-
Site kept nor true position a
secret from hint stili. She invent-
ed the most plausible excuse she
could think of for the postponement
of her marriage. Timothy haa.
caught scarlet fever, she wrote to
Con. Before he could be expected
to be out of quarantine, something
would gurely happen. Con would
be miserable if Ile knee, tete tenth,
and why should he he, until she
Could tell him some good news
1t was on the day fixed for her
marriage with Tim that ber luck
turned.
At least, she had reached that
state of mind when the securing of
any means of livelihood seemed
marvellous luck.
ing little of the -Value of money.
The home she had lost had been
in the country, but she knew Lon-
don fairly well—that is, as the
wealthy know it.
She soon found she had eve,'y-
' thing to learn about the London in
whish lonely women, cast on t110i"
jj nwn re=uurces have to nut t;:e'.r
I way,
To begin with, she could not stay
at the kind of hotel soh was used
.to. She bad to look for a place
suited to her present means -1- t0
Con would not know by name. For
the present. Con must not know 01
her reverses.
He would be grieved to learn her
future was no longer assured. He
-had liked Timothy ane, been pleas-
ed over her engagement. No need
to tell him, just yet, that it Vas
broken off.
New Breed of Sheep. for Canadian Farmers
QHewn, above on their arrival In
w7 Canada is the Canadian Paci-
fic Steamships freighter Beaver -
brae are several sheep that will
mean a great deal to ;Canadian
farmers In the future- 'They are
a gift to the Pro*inoe of Ontario
from. the Kerry Bili b'lOck Book
Society in North Wales and are
an outstanding breed of general
utility sheep, which, due to their
aidapta llity to any enviroamomt,
are expected to gain rapid favor
in this country.
The gift of the pen of ten ewes
and one ram was arranged
through Cie Rupert Davies �daup (resident and
editor of the 11ingaton, Ont,
V higb.,Statndard. These prize win-
reediag with Rho rbductg of generations
careful
l
Methods of selection being exer-
cise& are destined for the Ontario
Agricultural Society at Guelph,
front where the attain is expect
ed to spread en other parts of the
country.
An idea of the economic Mad
eu'eale value of the gift pen may
be derived from the fact that the
eleven animals took first prize at
the annual Berry Hill Sheep Fair
where Some 10,000 to 15,000 sheep
wore show's. Besides being able
to withstand bleak weather, these
sheep are handsome and symnte-
tricial, and will, it is felt, prove of
great value to canmdiast tarmora.
A day or twa later, she was see•
lug her omit refieetfon to a legking.
glass in the Meg flaming -room of
one pt the palatial stores. Site
saw a slender figura in a stielt green
and silver uniform, and she was One
01 tieveral girls who worked the
lifts to the manly floors.
There was a raw of lifts, opening
on a lobby, Now and then it hap-
pened that they all came down to-
gether. The shining bars, would
slide bank, and four trim, uniformed
figures would step out, and a chorus
of fresh voices would invite the
shopping crowd.
"Going up Going up?1"
It was rather like a Beene in a
revue, and it would not have been
at all surprising, if Merle and her
comtpanionp had broken into a song
and dance.
Up and down all day, from floor
to floor—gowns, millinery, . furs,
lingerie, and the restaurant, Wo-
men of all types 'with an occasional
long suffering 'husband or devoted
escort, crowding into the lifts,
• Pouring out, bent on the reverend•
ing quest for adournenent and
amusement.
Going up! Always with interest.
courteous and alert, es if the special
errand of each of those women `vas
e- matter of personal interest. Go-
ing up!
Some mocking sprite must have
directed Merle to that particular de-
partment of Marrods. Mrs. Champ-
eys herself might have devised this
as a Punishment for her wilful
niece.
"Going up,' Guy Devenish had
asked, on the day that had altered
the whole mocked course of Merle's
life•
L'p to the clouds, to the joy of
flight, it had been then. Now site
was prisoned in a cage, pushed and
squeezed in the narrow space, by
women whose varied perfumes
made the air heavy.
1PISDA,Y, JUNTO
tie
007
Pitt It was inonptenpus work, sad
site iced always been dies, till naw,
10 wane and go at 'her will. She
had her dark bolt's, when she was
tired and heart nick and felt as if
her good days were gYor,
It all lay behind her ---the care.
Tree life with tion es contma4o; the
eonsolati0u Timothy bad brought
her; the gl1txupse of strange delight
of possibilities hitherto undreamed
of, with Guy Devenish,
',Chose hours with him gave hot'
memories that ;taunted Ater, in this
DOW life In wihich she seemed to be
playing a pant, author than living,
Moro poignant than the thoughts of
her old home, or of her flight with
Guy, and of their otic !chit,
lie had come and gone, and that
was alt she knew plan, n He
days, but nthe reme01mbereid S esscry
word he had said to her, every Zook
and tone,
She could See no future. She
wondered how she was going to tell
Con what had happened, as sho
must, before long.
Going up. She stepped out of.
the lift with her air of courteous
invitation, and looked straight into
the eyes of ono woman, who stood
wanting amidet a group of others,
She was a pretty woman, a Raw
years older than herself, beautifully
dressed, but on a fashion not ciente
English, ber auburn hairbleu-leen
by fierce sunlight,
"Merle!" she exclaimed, "My
dear, I've been looking for you
everywhere!''
Well, Con didn't know. That was
one comfort. Merle let another
mall day slip by, clinging to that
thought of something happening.
She was glad of occupation, as
well as of the money she earned.
She liked the girls she worked with,
and she adapted herself to her posi-
tion and her company.
Isminammassmolmom
=SVPPSilOd GUIs.
WHAT PRICE LENS?
You don't need an expensive camera for a picture like this,
y IKE owning a high-powered de
luxe automobile, there is pleas-
ure In owning a de luxe camera with
an ultra -fast lens. Whatever one's
skill as a photographer, one points
with pride to the 1.2 or the 1,3,5 on
the diaphragm scale and properly
boasts of the camera's great capa-
bility and of the variety of pictures
which it can take.
No question but that these expen-
sive cameras with lenses allowing a
maximum aperture of L2, 1.3.5 or
f.4.5 have range and versatility that
greatly Increase opportunities in
picturo•talting and are a source of
much satisfaction. And there is no
doubt that to the hands of an ad-
vanced enthusiast seeking technical
perfection they are a superior tool.
But if you are unable to boast of
owning such a find camera, don't get
an Inferiority complex. You can
boast, and justifiably so, of the fine
pictures you can get with the ordl-
nary camera at 1.6.3, or even with a
simple monlecus lens box camera
with but one stop at around 1,11.
You may regret that you are not able
to take action shots at night of a
theater,performaace or in a night
club or slop a diving beauty in mid-
air. But do not forget that many are
the prize-winning photographs that
have been made with ordinary cam-
eras, box cameras not excepted. You
mast concede that favorable light
conditions are required for your
picture -taking, hut remember that
favorable light conditions are not
uncommon phenomena, And dull,
cloudy days, the diminished light of
early morning and later afternoon
and deep shade are not, in these days
of fast film, by any means unfavor-
able light conditions for an 1.6.3
lens.
Beautiful pbotographs are taken
with no lens at all—with a pin-hole
camera. Again tiro owner of a camera
with an 1.2 lens more frequently
0000 apertures equivalent to those
in ordinary cameras because, for
most of his picture -taking, be doee
not need the 1.2 aperture. As with a
high-powered automobile, he has the
speed when needed.
Remember that very poor pictures
can be taken with costly cameras
and very fine pictures with inexp0n-
sive cameras, If you know what your
camera will do and how to use it,
whatever the aped of the lens may
be, you will always have plenty of
good pictures to boast about.
118 • JOHN VAN GUILDIOIL,
(To be con11Ltred.)
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