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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1912-8-29, Page 2ONLI( • 7 OR, A CURIOUS MYSTERY EXPLAINED. CHAPTER XIV.—(Cont'd.) And then she began to think of :her aunt's words, and to wonder whether there might not be some truth in them, so that by the time the next day had dawned she had !worried herself into a state of con- fusion, and had Torvald Lundgren approached her again might really have accepted him from some puz- zle -headed notion of the duty of be- ing practical and always consider- ing others before yourself, Fortu- nately Torvald did not appear, and later in the morning she took her perplexities to dear old Fru Aske- vold, the pastor's wife, who having worked early and late for her ten children, now toiled for as many grandchildren, and into the bar- gain was ready to be the friend of any girl whochose to seek her out. In spite of her sixty years she had a'bright, fresh -colored face, with a look of youth about it which con- trasted curiously with her snowy hair. She was little and plump and had a brisk, cheerful way of mov- ing about. "Now that is charming of you to come and see me just at the very right minute, Sigrid,'' said Fru Askevold, kissing the girl, whose face, owing to trouble and sleep- lessness, looked more worn than her own. "I've just been cutting out Ingeborg's new frock, and am want- ing to sit down and rest a litle. What do you think of the color ? Pretty, isn't it?" "Charming," said Sigrid, "Let me do the tacking for you." "No, no; you look tired, my child; sit down there by the stove, and I will tack it together as we chat. What makes those dark patches beneath your eyes?" "Oh, it is nothing. I could not sleep last night, that is all." "Because yuu were worrying over something. That does not pay, child ; give it up. It's a bad habit." "I don't think I can help it," said Sigrid. "We all of as have a natural tendency that way. Don't you remember how Frithiof never could sleep before an examina- tion'!" "And you perhaps were worrying your brain about him? Was that it?'' "Partly," said Sigrid, look'ng down and speaking nervously. "Yc.0 see it was in this way—I had a chance of becoming rich and well to do, of stepping int,. a position which would have mane mc. able t., help the others, and because it did not come up to my own notion of happiness I threw away the chance." And so little by little rnd men- tioning no name, she put oef^re the motherly old lady all the facts of the case. "Child," said Fru Askevold, "I have only one piece of advice to give you—be true to your own ideal." "But then one's own ideal may be unattainable in this world." "Perhaps, and if so it can't be helped. But if you mean your mar- riage to be a happy one, then be true. Half the unhappy marriages come from people stouping to take just what they can get. If you ac- cepted this inan's offer you might be wronging some girl who is really capable of loving him properly," "Then you mean that some of us have higher ideal's than others?" "Why, yes, to be sure; it is the same in this as in everything else, and what yuu have to du is just to shut your ears to all the -well-mean- ing but false maxims of the world, and listen to the voice in your own heart, Depend upon it you will be able to do far more for Frithiof and Swanhild if you are true to your- self than you would be able to do as a rich woman and an unhappy wife," • Sigrid was silent for some min- utes. "Thank you," she said at length. "I see things much more clearly now; last night I could only see things through Aunt Gronvold's spectacles, and I think they must be very short-sighted ones," Fru .Askevold laughed merrily, "That is quite true," she said. "The marriages brought about by scheming relatives may look prole- ising enough at first, but in the long run they always bring trouble and misery. The true marriages are made in heaven, Sigrid, though folks are .slow to believe that." Sigrid went away comforted, yet nevertheless life was not very plea- sant to her just then, for although she had the satisfaction of seeing Torvald walking the streets of Ber- gen without any signs of great de- jection in his face, she had all day long to endure the consciousness of her aunt's vexation, and to feel in every little economy that this need not, have been practiced had she de- cided as Pru Gronvold wished, It was otl the whole a very dreary Christmas, yet the sadness was. brightened by one little act of kind- ness and eotlrtes;y which to the end of her life she a lever forgot, :dor after all it is that which is rare that makes a deep impression on us. The word of praise spoken at the begin- ning of our career lingers forever in our hearts with something of the glow of encouragement and hopeful- ness which it first kindled there; while the applause of later years glides off us like water o ffa duck's back, The little bit of kindness shown in days of trouble is remem- bered when greater kindness dur- ing days of prosperity has been for- gotten. It was Christmas -eve. Sig- rid sat in her cold bedroom, wrap- ped round in an eider -down quilt. She was reading over again the let- ter she had last received from Fri- thiof, just one of those short un- satisfying letters which of late he had sent her. From Germany he had written amusingly enough, but these Loudon letters often left her more unhappy than they found her, not so much from anything they said as from what they left unsaid. Since last Christmas all had been taken away from her, and now it seemed to her that even Frithiof's love was growing cold, and hex tears fell fast on the thin little sheet of paper where she had tried so hard to read love and hope between the lines, and had tried in vain. A knock at the door made her dry her eyes hastily, and she was re- lieved to find that it was not her cousin Karen who entered, but Swanhild, with a sunny face and blue eyes dancing with excitement. ".Look, Sigrid," she cried, "here is a parcel which looks exactly like a present. Do make haste and open it." They eut the string and folded back the paper, Sigrid giving a lit- tle cry of surprise as she saw be- fore her the water -color sketch of Bergen, which had been her father's last present to her on the day be- fore his death. Unable to pay it, she had asked the roprietor of the shop to take ;t hack again, and hacl been relieved by his ready consent Glancing quickly at the accompany- ing note, she saw that it bore his signature. It ran as follows: "Maclame,—Will you do are the honor of accepting the water -color sketch of Bergen chosen by the late Herr Falck in October. At your wish I took back the picture then and regarded the purchase as though it had never been made. I now ask you to receive it as a Christmas -gift and a slight token of my respect for the memory of your father, etc., etc. "Ohl" cried Sigrid, "isn't that good of him? And how niee of him to wait for Christmas instead of sending it straight back. Now I shall have something to send to Frithiof. It will get to him in time for the new year." Swanhild clapped her hands, "What a splendid ideal I had not thought of that. And we shall have it up here just for Christmas - day. How pretty it is! People are very kind, I think!" And Sigrid felt the litle clinging arm round her waist, and as they looked at the picture together she smoothed back the phild's golden hair tenderly. "Yes," she said, smiling, "after all, people are very kind," CHAPTER XV. As Preston Askevold had feared, Frithiof bore the troubles much less easily, He was without Sigrid's sweetness of nature, without her patience, and the little touch of philosophic matter-of-factness which helped her to endure. He was far more sensitive too, and was terribly handicapped by the bitterness which was the almost inevitable re- sult esult of his treatment by Blanche Morgan, a bitterness which stirred him up into a sort of corr'emptuous hatred of both God and man. Sig- rid, with her quiet common sense, her rarely expressed but very real faith, struggled on through the win- ter and the spring, and in the pro- cess managed to grow and develop, but Frithiof, in his desolate Lon- don lodgings, with his sore heart and rebellious intellect, grew daily more hard and morose. Had it not been for the Bonifaces he must have gone altogether to the bad, but the clays which he spent every now and then in that quiet, simple house- hold, where kindness reigned su- preme, saved him from utter rain. For always through the darkest part of every life there runs, though we may sometimes fail to see it, this "golden thread of love," so that even the worst man on earth is not wholly cut off from God, since He will, by some means or other, eternally try to draw him out of death into life. We are astounded now and then to read that some cold-blooded mttrderer, some man guilty of a hideous crime, will ask in his last moments to see a child who loved him devotedly, and whom be also loved. We are astonished just because we do not understand the untiring heart of the All -Fa- ther who in His goodness often gives to the vilest sinner the love of a,.' COULD ILL BE SPARED The word Bovril has become a house• hold word throughout the world, Bovril itself has become ea established part of the food supply of all civilized people, If there were no Bovril every hospital would be that much poorer, every doctor would be at loss to flad a true substitute, every nurse would be thrown on her own resources to provide nourishing invalid food. If there were no Bovril, athletes in training would be less lit, and competitors in games would lose a great support. if there were uo Bovril, children would miss the quickly made .hunger satisfying sandwich, housekeepers would be less ready to meet an emergency demand for food, If there were no Bovril the camping party and the picnic party would be more difficult to feed. If there were no Bovril, life in the cottage would entail a tar greater amount of cooking and fewer tasty dishes than at present. But there is Bovril and its uses are so many and so well known that lifo is made pleasanter and its burdens made fewer. Keep Bovrilon hand. pure -hearted woman or child. So true is the beautiful old Latin say- ing, long in the world but little believed," Mergere nos patitur, sed non submergere Christus" (Christ lets us sink may be, but not drown). Just at this time there was only one thing in which Frithiof found any satisfaction, and that was in the little store of money which by slow degrees he was able to place in the savings bank. In what way it could ever grow into a sum large enough to pay his father's credi- tors he did not trouble himself to think, but week by week it did in- crease, and with this one aim in life he struggled on, working early and late, and living on an amount of food which would have horrified an Englishman. Luckily he had dis- covered a place in Oxford Street where he could get a good dinner every day for sixpence, but this was practically his only meal, and after some months the scanty faro began to tell upon him, so that even the Miss Tumours noticed that something was wrong. "That young man looks to me un- derfed," said Miss Caroline one day. 'I met him on the stairs just now, and he seems to me to have grown paler and thinner. What does he have for breakfast, Char- lotte? Does he eat as well as the other lodger ?" "Dear me, no," said Miss Char- lotte. "It's my belief that he eats nothing at all but ship's biscuits. There's a tin of them up in his room and a tin of cocoa, which ho makes for himself. All 1 ever take him is a jug of boiling water night and morning!" "Poor fellow!" said Miss Char- lotte, sighing a little as she plaited some lace which must have been washed a hundred times into her dress. (To be continued.) BEFORE OR AFTER. "I thought that in the fifteen years of my practice of medicine," said a physician, "I had answered almost every possible foolish ques- tion, but a new one was sprung on me recently. A young man same in with an inflamed eye. for which I prescribed liniment—to_ be drop- ped into the eye three times a day. He left the surgery. but returned in a few minutes, poked his head in the doorway and asked : "Shall I drop this in the eye be- fore meals or after?" Prosperity is a great teacher ; ad- versity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it. "In financial trouble? What is it?" "Oh, I promised to pay Brown ten dollars to -day, and I've got it, and he knows I've got it, and he knows I know he knows I've got it 1" On t%c Fara! SOUND, COMMON SENSE, Have the cows come fresh in the fall. If this practice were follow- ed generally, there is little question but that at least 50 pounds of but- ter -fat per year would be added to the average product per cow in the state, Having cows freshen at this time brings the heaviest milking during the winter, when ono has the most time. It brings the care of the calves in the winter ; it allows the feeding of the skim -milk to the calves in the winter, ,virile they need it; and to the young pigs dur- ing the early summer, when it means so much to them. Calves dropped in the fall are ready for grass as soon as it comes in the spring. Cows freshening in the fall will, if well cared for, give a good flow of milk in the winter ; and when the grass comes a good flow during the early summer; and most of them will be dry during harvest and fall work, when there is plenty to do without a lot of milking. The average price of but- ter will also be higher, because of a larger porticin of it being pro- duced during the winter, when pric- es are invariably higher than in summer. TEACH OBEDIENCE. A good trainer and a good driver seldom uses the word "whoa," but when he does use it he means for the horses to come absolutely to a standstill. A horse can understand that, and will obey that, if he is taught it. Begin at the beginning to teach him if he does not stop when he hears to command some - ting painful and sudden will hap- pen. Do it instantly and with firm- ness, not with unnecessary sever- ity, but with" sufficient force to cause immediate effect. That horse will never forget the lesson. Never suffer him to lapse into disobedi- ence. It is a comfort to drive a horse that knows enough to stop when commanded, and lives are saved by this obedience, too. Once rightly trained and afterward influenced to 'remain obedient, the horse obeys automatically, stopping at the com- mand "whoa" even when badly frightened by cars or automobiles, or any other "searey". objects. FEEDING VALUES. Based on the average farm price of feeds for the last ten years, oats are worth on the farm $19.37 per ton, and feeding of the skim -milk to the 'calves is worth $17.50 per ton, and has a feeding value of $21.- 98; corn is worth $13.63 per ton, and has a feeding value of $22.66. In other words, at the average farm price, a dollar's worth of feed in oats costs. 92 cents; in barley, 80 cents; and in corn, 65 cents. The feeding value is figured on the basis of bran at $20 per ton. On this same basis, a dollar's worth of food nutriments could be supplied in clover hay for 40 cents; in fodder corn 57 cents; and in timothy hay for 60 cents; in ensilage for 78 cents. In view of the above facts, it is plain that a combination of corn and clover will make a most eco- nomical feed. DAIRY HELPS. Never cover milk while warm in the cans as it will produce a musty odor. The milker who will thump a cow for squirming under the attack of flies ought to be hoisted out of the barn on the toe of the dairyman's boot. Why should the hired man be ex - Each d Every 5 P ckage of . Pound Extra Granulated Sugar cont.. bras 5 pounds full weight of Canada's finest sugar, at its best. Ask your grocer for the ccig' 5—Pound Pack.., ge. ' mx'j%%/%/.O• %- `/�:1�/li/�> CANADA SUGAR REFINING CO., Limited, Montreal. 1,1 "- ra'f "A&3.ifEV,'%sm°cr,.,,,'rsarfasu,.a,Acrw'nr^ peeted to work ten hours or more in the harvest field and then while hot and dirty tackle the milking job. In some states the law is that all milk after July ist must be pasteur- ized before leaving the creamery. In Denmark milk is pasteurized at all times. Need not expect to keep up the milk flow during the tailend of sum- mer unless you have plenty of soil- ing crops to feed. Dead grass does not produce milk. A $5 bill will buy a detective in the form of a Babcock tester which will show up every cow in the herd that does not earn her keep. ORCHARD NOTES. Many farmers who have been growing fruit for years do not know that the apple and most other fruit trees form fruit buds in the late summer months. In very dry weather fruit buds are formed quite early and in case of a wet fall immature fruit buds sometimes change into leaf buds. Most small fruits form their fruit buds in the spring. A Missouri correspondent writes, "I have been told to apply strong kerosene emulsion to my apple trees for scab. Is this better than Bordeaux mixture?" No. Bordeaux mixture is effective, but kerosene is not. The only way to apply Bor= deaux mixture is by spraying so that every part of the tree is cov- ered. This cannot be done with a swab. AREATED MILK. All milk should be areated as soon as taken from the cow. This can be clone by passing it through the sepaartor, but it is not as good as a device which divides the milk into many fine streams and then allows it to flow over a wide sur- face in thin sheets with plenty of ice to keep the surface cool. If nothing better can be had, milk may be areated by placing the cans in a trough of cold water and dieing the milk with a long -handled dipper and pouring it back into the can until it is thoroughly cool. Butter may be kept cool in hot weather by filling .a basin with cold water, and putting the buter on a plate on the top of the basin. "Yes, sir; when we were am- bushed, we got out without losing a man or a horse or a gun or—" "A minute," chimed in a small, still voice. CANARY A HOSPI'T'AL PE'1'. Bird That Brightens the Lives of English Incurables. "How is Dinky this morning?" "Did she come in last night?" These are the first inquiries which patients at the Royal Hospital for Incurables at Putney Heath, Lon- don, England, make every morning on rising. Dinky is a bird that brightens their days. There is probably no tamer, no more intelligent bird in London than Dinky. She is a canary. Every morning she leaves her cage and flies to a horse trough about two hundred yards away, where .she takes her daily clip. In the wards she saunters from patient to patient, and her chirrup seems to bid them "good morn- ing." When she has made sure that every one has seen Dinky she leaves the patients to spend the day with the sparrows. Punctually at 5 Dinky returns to the wards, where speculation is generally' rife among patients as to whore she is going to have tea with. Dinky likes to please everybody, and she chooses her hostess in turn, After tea she takes leave and makes again for the open. A POSER. Little Tommy—Mother, were men awful scarce when you married papa, or did you feel sorry for him ? Two-thirds ole the inhabitants of New South Wales belong to the Church of England, The largest pyramid in Egypt contains 90,000,000 cubic feet of stone. SPARKLING WATER, cool and sweet, refreshes the farmer who builds a Concrete Well or Tank 'VIM FARMER, above all others, appreciates good water. He drinks more water than the city man. The city -dweller is dependent upon the public water -supply for the purity of his water, while the farmer can have his own private source of water, and thus be sure that it is pure and healthful. AN hasn't found a better drink than cool water, properly collected and stored. But in order to kee water fresh and pure, a tank or well casing that will keep out every possible impurity must be used. 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NjHe b ENyou-go ICI cement be cure that this label is on every bag and barrel, Tien you know you are getting the cement that the ,farmers of Canada have Joan to be the 6ee&, FROM BONNIE SCOTLAND NOTER OF INTEREST FRJhl I1LR BANKS AND BRAES. What is Going on in Tho Ilighlande and Lowlands of Auld Scotia. William McGill was sentenced to 6 months' hard labor at Rothesay for pocket -picking. Within the past three weeks no fewer than four outbreaks of fire have occurred in Paisley. George G. Bain, drapes', of Kil- marnock, and also a member of the School Board, died suddenly, The constabulary of the three Lothians and Peebleshires have been granted an increase of pay. William Holland, fireman, was fined £4 at Ayr Sheriff Court for absenting himself from work with. out consent. The Brock trustees have accepted the offer of the new Brock baths at Dumbarton. The total cost is about 28,000. Sir Charles Cayzer of Gartmore has offered to erect new recreation rooms for the inhabitants of Gart- more village. Sergeant Thomson of the 1st City of Glasgow Battery, 3rd Lowland Brigade, R. F. A., was accidentally killed at firing. Mr. John Laing, headmaster of Croftamie Public Schools, Loch Lo- mondsicle, has retired after 48 years' service. The Linlithgow Dean of Guild Court have passed plans for a new factory to be erected on a site at St. Magdalene's, • A fall of the roofing has occurred in the Lady Victoria Pit, Newbat- tle, and -one man named. Alexander Archibald was killed. For attempting to pick pockets at Tweecisnrouth, William Ross, of Newcastle, was sentenced to three months' hard labor. A plan has been submitted to Ed- inburgh dinburgh Dean of Guild Court for a university extension in George square of £12,000. Craigforth House, Primrose Bank road, Edinburgh, has been entered by burglars and a quantity of jew- elry was stolen. Hugh Cadclen was sentenced to 41) days' imprisonment at Dundee Po- lice Court for kicking a woman named Margaret Buick. Mr. Robert Robinson, Cereals, Annan, has offered to entirely re- novate and reseat the interior of Erskine U. F. church, Annan. At Glasgow James Bolton and Annie Devlin Bolton were fined £50 each for the illicit sale of liquor in a shop at 90 King street. Mr. J. Martin White, of Dundee, has offered £300 a year for four years for the institution of a lee- tureship on sociology in the univer- sity, The death has occurred, in the person of Mr. David Walker, Coul- lie, Udny, of one of the best known farmers in Central Aberdeenshire. At Stranraer Sheriff Court, Wm. Gilchrist Taylor was fined for driv- ing a motor car at 22 miles an hour within the 10 -mile limit of Loch - ares. Mr. John MacKechnie, who was a volunteer during the Crimean War and had the Crimean medal with the Sebastopol clasp, has just died at Leith. Over twelve hundred yards of cast iron pipe have been laid in the Langholm water extension scheme, and the excavation for the reser- voir has ben completed. POINTED PARAGRAPHS. Many a'man's courage isn't skin deep. Worthless people are often more amusing than worthy ones. When two smiles come together in a head-on collision the result is a kiss, A man likes to acknowledge his faults to a woman who insists that he has none. It is said that there are people who have money and do not know how to enjoy it. Sometimes a girl misses a good thing by pretending she doesn't want to bo kissed. One way for a man to find out just what a woman really thinks of him is to make her angry. Nothing jolts a married man more than to have his wife spring one of his old love letters on him. The child who is afraid of the dark may become a politician when he grows ttp and fear the light. HE WOULD NEED ONE. A negro was in gaol, awaiting his trial for the theft of a cow. His wife called to see him, and tis she went oat the gaoler asked; "Have you engaged a lawyer to defend Jim yet, Mandy?" "No," said the duskydame, with a decisive shake of the head. `'Ef Jim was guilty, Ah'd get him a law- yer at once; but he says he ain't guilty, so, o' course, Ali ain't a- gwine to get to lawyer," Then came a voice from the dark- ness of the {lolls "lylistall Grady," Called the pri- soner, "tell dat yea niggah woman to git a lawyer --and jolly good one, tool"