HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1915-8-5, Page 2THE SATE OF AZUMA;.
Or, The South African Millionaire,
CHANTER SCK.--(Cont'd),
He was sure, certain that elle lov-
ed him, but he was not satisfied with
that, She was to let the world know
that she loved him. She was to own
that she was happy, satisfied, and
above all she was not to make him
jealous. It wile what she had been
trying to do for the last few weeks,
Yes, the old Judith had awakened
again; the old Judith grown more
reeklese, because of her security, the
old Judith who could not be content
with love alone or even passion, who
must needs throw down the gauntlet
to adventure.
For nothing on earth would he,
Adolphe, put. up with the position of
complaisant husband, because he was
not her equal in birth. And beeause
elle felt the power of the man, some-
thing within her arose to defy him,
insidious voices, which had been her
undoing when quite a young girl,
whispered that it was amusing to
play with fire.
There had been more than one
scene during the last two months,
Once he had taken her away from a
dance, and once he had threatened to
shut up the house in Park Lane, and
take her to South Africa.
"You wouldn't dare," she had said
to him, with that indomitable cour-
age which he could not hell: admir-
ing, the while he tried to dominate her
will. "All London would talk of it,
they would say I had left you because
of that Kaffir woman.".
And he had laughed.
/Tut he was not laughing this morn-
ing, but he was sad, and when he left
the house Azuma had noted the grow-
ing gloomy expression of his face. He
was not happy, her "Baas" and it
was the fault of his wife, this beauti-
ful 'white woman who was the daugh-
ter of a great English chief, but who
had no heart, This morning she had
been more than usually cold, and
laughed at his idea of a family din-
ner-
"Are we to be as German as all
that?" she had said, . and he knew
that what she meant was that it was
not only German, but burgeois, mid -
de -c1 es,
"Do .you mind if I want the world
to know that I am glad I married
you?" he had asked her with his usual
tenderness, and she had given expres-
sion to, the lurking jealousy by the
taunting words:
Are you quite sure that you aren't
sorry you didn't marry Azuma?"
Yes, this morning he was aware
that there was an atmosphere of
strained moods in his beautiful home,
strained, principally because Judith•
refused to be happy, and he had no -
heed with a species of anxiety, that
there was a tacit feud between the
two women, that Judith treated
Azuma with unveiled dislike, while
Azuma's face changed whenever she
caught•sight of Judith or even heard
her voice in the distance. And he
knew that this was all that Judith
could build her attacks upon him, her)
irritated phases, her ever-increasing
coldness.
He bad lavished costly gifts upon
her this morning, gifts not only which s
had cost thousands of pounds, but s
which each of them denoted the way a
he thought of her, the trouble he took
to please her, the way he anticipated s
her wishes. But he had grown to h
realize that he was paying the penalty a
of unlimited wealth, that he had giv- t
en -her ?all that a woman could want,
or even dream about, that it was no
longer by gifts that he could win her,
that the tussle now, was between his t
mind and hers, his pride and hers, his b
temperament and hers, a clashing of f
wills in which he would come out the
conquerer by force, i;� ecessary, but
only when he had exhausted every
method of love. Even to -day, their
wedding day, this morning, standing
within sight of all he had given her,
with his kisses on her lips still warm,
she had almost quarrelled with him.
He had purchased a little gift for Ju-
dith to give to Azuma.
"I wish you would give her this
.
at the head of the table, dressed in
Some sort of green stuff with s Iver
and a magnificent parrure of emer-
alds and diamonds which had been
his anniversary gift, or one of them,
With such infinite yearning tender-
ness, as he pictured himself and her
alone an hour or two hence, that Lady
Glaucourt intercepting it by accident
felt a shock, ,as if she had seen a
vision, the vision of a soul revealed
"I really believe that Judith is
quite happy." she had said to Lord
Glaucourt in the carriage, "those
lovely emerals and all .. ."
"I like the man too," her husband
had answered, and for the first time
it occurred to Lady Glaucourt that the
man and the emeralds were indivis-
ible.
They had all gone now, and Judith
was seated on her terrace wrapped
in a soft dressing -gown with lace
tumbling about it which would have
been considered almost a sin to stitch
upon a wedding gown. For once she
had done as he wanted and given up
going out anywhere, though she was
bidden to quite a dozen places.
"No, this night is mine," he had
said, in that strangely moving way
of his, which was half domineering,
half caressing, but which rarely failed
of effect, although she would never
have owned it.
How strange it was that as she sat
there and waited, knowing that he
would come presently and smoke a
cigar on the terrace and be, oh so
tender, because it was their wedding
night, the anniversary of it, her
heart should beat so. Why was it
that she always felt like this about
him, anxious for him to come to her,
yet angry with herself because it was
so venting on him the irritation she
felt at having to go through London
as the wife of a Jew millionaire, ra-1
ther than the wife of a man of her 1
own world.
Presently the soft cool evening be - ,h
gan to do its work of soothing the c
nerves, of calming her, the while
thought revolved like the tunes of a
barrel organ, now sad, now lively, h
now and then seeming to touch some- f
thing within which brought physical n
pain, hideous remembrances like that a
of the little child who had died in the w
convent at Paris, hideous yet pathetic a
remembrances of agony and shame. h
The sounds,. the sullen roar which th
had seemed to her so significant in a
the morning, reached her now as if
grown soft beneath the velvet touch
of the night, carriages 'wheeled by in
the lane below, and not far away
where a party was going on at a
house in Park Lane, she could hear
the strains of music. Yet to -night she
did not regret that she was not with
and thoughts .same trnd go, come an
go, pleasurable, tortured, calm, re
less, always restrained by the sou
eel and the consolation with wh'
000'5 owl - inner argument alwa
defile with unrest, she hears the out
doer of her bedroom open, and acro
the darkness, for she has ordered
light to be left unturned, she hea
Adolphe come in, and passing throu
her bedroom, step out on to the to
rage, and her heart leaps to meet h
unrestrained.
""Adolphe," she stretched her ha
to his, as he stooped and kissed he
yielding' her lips. Her beauty seem,
to fill his being with re•oicnig. Y
both knew, he and she, that when
morning came, When the eyes of
crowd were upon her, the scoffin
cynical crowd of her own World, . she
would treat him with her usual scorn,
or wring his heart by seeming not to
care for him, worse by pretending to
like the admiration and the adulation
of other men.
And to -night he had something to
tell her, something which would
prove his love, something which would
Put her mind at rest he thought for
ever, and which she ought to lcnow,
which he would like to tell her to-
night, while the mood of surrender
was upon' her, lest one day she should
try his patience too much, and he
should be led to tell her in a fit of un-
governable rage, And she, because
women are created in that way, be-
cause they can never leave well alon
or rest content till they have probes{
to the core of things, torn leaf fro
Ieaf of the rose to see What kind f
a eore lies within, pulled the sawdus
out of the doll, even if the destructio
of the doll brings sorrow and dei
and bitter grieving tears, because she
of all women morbidly enjoyed play-
ing around truths she dared not ut-
ter, hurried what he had to tell her
what he had not even made up hi
mind to tell her, much as he wante
to know.
He had exhausted now the fulnes
of his vocabulary of love, reminded
her of the days which seemed so dis
tont and yet so close when he had
Ifondly loved her and dared not. to
her, and yet felt that if she did not
marry him no other woman would ever
satisfy him. He had reminded her of
nights like this in South Africa, when
the still moon hadbeenthe only wit-
ness of his passion, when he had play-
ed to her upon their wide verandah,
and the voice of the jackal far away
ad seemed to answer with a wailing
all.
d of Iugh Glover ilii through her mind?
st, lough Clever, seedy -looking, shabby,
n» fallen, and content to have become
:ch half messenger, half tout to the Cal -
ye ling and Lieb Company, througl3 Mr.
er Lorraine's introduction and influence,
se Hugh Glover, who hovered daily
the around her husband's office and whom
rs she bad forgotten, yet who to -night
gh seemed to jump out at her with re-
newed threats, How was it that he
is, had kept silence all this time?
Something of the old horror re-
nd sea, Andeby he glow rofythemany
ed lights, which while their radiance did
et not fall direct upon them, while they
the onthe helves foli foliage -screened in
yet
tet
g seemed to be illuminating the whole
world outside, he could see the strange
patio which passed over her face, and
his grasp tightened on her fingers,
"Yes, you remember that I excus-
ed .myself, went away, kept you wait -
Yes, yes , . ." her voice, how faint
it was, her lips—}low dry they felt,
while her heart seemed to stop beat-
ing.
"I have always thought that it was
Gulling who sent him Golling's last
bad turn," he gave a bitter laugh.
She was looking away from him,
one look, one word, might betray her,
and she might after 'all be mistaken,
she could not think even, only she
must keep quiet, keep quiet silence to
e
And he too hesitated, hoping that
es she would tell him herself, surrender
o all her peat to him,' as she had Bur-
t rendered her future,so that she could
a' live anew, rest on his Iove. Yet that
r she did not do so did not surprise him,
it was natural that any woman
even without Judith's pride, should
nurse the terrible secret of her life
till the end,
e "What- on. earth could anyone have
d told. you?"
To herself her voice sounded like
e that of someone else far away.
He, a man told me that ones you
had been very unhappy, that a great
wrong had been done you, that you
tel had had a child."'
(To be continued.)
He was her lover to -night, an
ardent, picturesque, poetic laver, and
is voice thrilled her. Here, far away
rom everybody, with the conscious-
ess of revels going on in this place
nd that where she was expected and
ould not appear, with a hot breeze
hnost like that of the desert raising
ere and there a leaf from a plant, or
e laces from the wrist which lay
o close to his lips, she allowed herself
to glide along the stream whose mur-
muring fascinated her at night, while
in the broad daylight she repudiated
it, afraid almost of whither it might
lead to. Yes, it was her own voice
which invited him to tell.
And then, when, when did you
feel that you could speak to me, what
led you to propose that day? Was it
Azuma who told you that I would
bring you luck?" A faint jealousy, a
touch of cynicism pierced again, and
he shrugged his shoulders =pa-
tiently.
"Oh, Azuma," he didn't want to
talk about Azuma, she never could
understand the part Azuma played in
his life, or pretended not to.
"It was a coincidence, a chain of
thought, perhaps."
"Something I said then, you hadn't
meant to propose that day, not the
day we came to tea, the day you play-
ed the violin to us."
She gave a little inward laugh at only in the mailed fist of its land
the idea of how certain she had been forces and fleet, without losing nearly
that day that he would propose, how all its friends. And no possible army
ittle after all one could read what and navy can recompense a"nation
ouas ghts of others.on She might afteuess at r for the loss of the friendship of the
all have come and gone and he said rest of the world.
nothing.. . .
"I had not intended to do so unless
the tnrong.
Always there was something of ter-
ror mingled with her excursions into
society. Now and then she would
come across Sir Hubert Gresham, and
his stiff bow would give her a feeling
of discomfort for the whole evening.
Once she had met George Danvers
and wondered how he had interpreted
her silence, whether he knew. Now
and then suddenly she would ask her -
elf how many of the crowd which
urrounded her knew, whether every-
one knew and laughed at her pride,
t her insolent manner, at her exclu-
iveness.
Now to -night, she felt a return of
er terror, ]est one day Adolphe
hould hear, and the while she longed
o have the courage to tell him, and
$he told herself that because she was
she, and he was he, she would never
ell; an intense doubt of what he
ould do if he found out that he had
een duped. And with the doubt a
eeling of reliance, of comfort, which
seemed emphasized and expressed
sounds issuing from the cages of
sleeping birds, as they drew closer to.
each other on their perches.
And while "The Day about to yield
his breath,
Utters the eters unto the listening
Night"
yourself, he had said. She will ap-
preciate it so much, and I want her
to remember our first wedding day."
"Oh, my dear Adolphe, for heaven's
sake give it to, her yourself, she posi-
tively hates me, I know, and as fot
you, why: she adores you; for heaven's
sake don't ask me' to do anything so
distasteful. You know that I can't
bear the woman."
Now in his office he asked himself
whether it was his duty to send her
away, his "Hagar," as Judith called
her sometimes when she was in a
good temper, asked himself this, giv-
en over to perplexity and doubt, the
while he told himself that the cruelty
of .doing so would in itself work lids
downfall, even if there was nothing in
the Mole she brought him, I•Iad he
tried too much, asked too much 7 that
wee what he was thinking this morn-
ing, the while he knew, knew that
when Azuma had gone, she would not
be different, she would still treat him
with acorn, pretending that she did
not love, beeause it was the creed of
her world not to love beneath it.
He had ;sot come to any resolution
when he returned to luncheon, but
she Was in a charming disposition,
and his anxieties and doubts were dis-
pelled, . She even told him that she
had overcome her repugnance, and
given Azuma the gift, She didn't tell
him how she had given it, how she
had almost thrown�it at her, as if ten-
ted of her dark skin were distasteful
and said, "Mr, Lieb Wants you to
have that, because it is his wedding
day," and sailed out of the room
again, without waiting to )tear what
the girl said, or if she liked the gift.
And the dinner had passed off pleas-
antly enough and Adolphe had tried
to imagine that he had been over-
anxious, that his love for Judith and
over -work, for he was very busy' just
now with a new scheme requiring all
his attention had made him see things
darkly, And now and then his eyes
fell oft the dazzling' figure of bis wife
SCI,
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gy? that the Iknow-it-aIle never make
successful poultrymen.
Kindness shown to fowls pays in
increased egg -supply.
Lice multiply rapidly in uncleanly
surroundings.
May chicks pushed to maturity,-
make fall layers to fill in the time
when earlier hatched birds are rest-
ing.
No mixed flocks can give the satis-
faction of a single breed.
One's favorite breed is usually the
best with which to win success.
Pullets should be separated from
cockerels as soon as sex can be dis-
tinguished.
Quickly kill the chicks which are
dwarfed or crippled when hatched.
Rush young birds towards matur-
ity if you wish large profits.
Select breeders early and dispose of
all other male birds.
Try, to waste no feed, either by
There's a Flavour o Distinction
in every cup of
--something intangible but truly entrancing, . Skilful
blending of the finest 'hill -grown' teas and scrupulous
t;
cleanliness in preparation is the secret. This flavour
constitutes the individuality of SAI,ADA and will
never change, no matter how costs may rise. B 79
Poultry Alphabet.
A utility bird is rarely worth doc-
toring, the axe being an excellent
surgical instrument to apply to sick
fowls.
Balanced rations supply maximum
of nourishment with minimum of
waste.
Cull closely, for it does not pay to
board idlers.
Do not attempt too much to accom-
plish thoroughly.
Every insect left to mature will de-
crease. the profiits of the flock.
F -i -1 -t -h spells failure.
Good stock is the best foundation
but it must be handled with: common
sense.
Hens are not magicians; so cannot
maunfacture eggs unless given the.
- proper materials./
Indolence and poultry -breeding
What Italy Gives make a combination' which would
the Allies bankrupt a wealthy financier.
Just a little observation will prove
:t5:
When Italy joined the Allies an-
other figure' was added to the column
which will ultimately disprove the
doctrine of force alone which the
Kaiser adopted.
In explaining what he considered
the perfidy of Italy, Chancellor von
Bethmann-Hollweg said in a speech
before the Reichstag:
"Germany's word guaranteed the
Austrian concessions and there was
no occasion to distrust the offer."
The fact that Germany guaranteed
the Austrian offers seemed to the Ger-
man Chancellor sufficient. To most
of the rest of the world that guaran-
tee would not be held so. If the
Teutonic allies lost, they would not
be in a position to. guarantee or de-
liver anything to Italy. if they won
they might not be in a disposition to
do so. However, the war should'
come out, the German guarantee of
the Austrian promises was a slender
reed for the Italians to lean on, par-
ticularly with Belgium staring them
in the face,
A nation cannot go through the
world invading other people's rights
and breaking its own word, trusting
h
But from whatever combination of
reasons Italy entered the war, its ea -
something occurred to make me think tion has a great significance both
now and then by comfortable little h
know."
"And what made you think I would
accept you?"
"Something someone told me."
Someone told you?"
Why did something clutch at her
heart as he spoke, why did the vision
that you would accept me. I shouldn't from military and political points of
aye liked to have been refused you view. •
The deciding military point in the
war is the pressure that the Allies
can put upon the German lines in
France. Every man added to the Al-
lies' line or every man taken from the
German line helps the Allies, and vice
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A GE.r2ViAN ri TVA PAFZTY." ort ri•it V./gSTERN Fl2O -ITQ •
In this picture the Kaiser and his brother, Prince henry of Prussia, are scan on a visit to the headquarters.
of General von Heeringen, who ie in command opposite Rheims. The 'three sat down to tea and discussed tho
plans of campaign.
overone-sided feedingdiet,, careless methods, or
Unless you give your flock regular
care, they do not pay to keep..
Very few poultrymen know so
much that they can learn nothing
from the 'experience of others.
Rens are Profitable Assets.
Possibly no farm live stock pays
as big a profit for food as do hens.
Seems strange, but true, that one
egg will pay for the keep of a dozen
hens one day.
A hen if given a chance to forage
will find a large part of her feed
and during certain seasons of the
year will be able to lay a goodly num-
ber of eggs .without any further feed,
This fact has caused the hen in a
great many instances to be neglected
and shift largely for herself. Of
course when thus disregarded she
cannot be expected to be as profit-
able as when given good care and
attention.
The 'refuse from the kitchen can
be profitably turned into eggs rather
than given to some worthless cats
and dogs. The table scraps are excel-
lent diet for fowls. Care must be
exercised in feeding refuse from the
kitchen or the outcome may be
fatal. If foods where large quanti-
ties of salt were used in their pre-
paration are given to the fowls they
may gorge themselves ou this salty
food and great loss of fowls may be
encountered. One party who had
salted a quantity of sweet corn found
late in the spring that this corn was
no longer wanted for cooking pur-
poses and thoughtlessly threw it to
the chickens. An excessive amount
of it was eaten and in a few hours
many of the fowl had died. In much
the same way a farmer lost a fine
bunch of young chickens by feeding
them salted mash potatoes.
versa. When Turkey entered the war
250,000 men were called from the Al-
lies' line to take care of Turkey. This
was all gain to Germany. When Italy
joined the war 500,000 men left the
Austrian -German lines. This was
gain to the Allies. Of course, part
of these men were on the Austrian
frontier all the time, but they will
now have to be continually reinforced
and fed with ammunition.
On the sea, too, the Italian fleet,
which is more than a match for the
Austrian fleet, will make the marine
preponderance of the Allies greater
than ever.
Politically, the Italian declaration
of war set a precedent for Roumania,
which covets a slice of "Austrian ter-
ritory that is inhabited: by Roumani-
ans as Italy covets Austrian territory
that is peopled by Italians,
The Italian declaration of war took
half a million men from the German -
Austrian lines against France and
Russia, and establishes a precedent
for Roumania to do likewise, not to
mention releasing a portion of the Al-
lied fleet which had been blockading
the Adriatic.
Did a Marathon.
"So papa jumped from his chair
when you asked him for my hand.
And what did he say?"
"I'm not sure he said anything."
"Not sure? Didn't you hear any-
thing?"
"No; but perhaps I was travelling
faster than the sound of his voice."
Few tips come to the waiter who
sits down while waiting.
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60 years ago
Grandfather got
an individual'
sugarpackage—
"Ye Olde Sugar
Loafe"made byJohn
Redpath, in what was
then Canada's oak
Sugar Refinery.
Now, at less than hat( the price, his granddaughter
gets a much improved article, also "individual"—
Extra Granulated Sugar
in Sealed Cartons and Cloth Bags
2.ib. and 546, 10, 20,50 and 100113.
"Canada's Favorite Sugar . for three Generations"
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What to Wear and Row to Weer it.
,Fashions come and fashions go,
but the mule critic thunders on fors
ever, Short skirts, lona' ones, nar-
row skirts or full' ones—there is al-
ways some reason for his disapproval)
)leaven grant that we may never fol,
low his example and elad ourselves in
ugly uniforms. •
Inthe d s
ay of our great -grand»
mothers a lady possessed one very
fine gown and that, usually, was of
black silk "that would stand alone."
At that period this new country prac- •
ticed thrift and economy. Silk was
scarce and expensive, and all sewing
was done by hand. Fancy the eine-
tions of a Puritanical fore -mother
who returned to earth and beheld her
descendants clad in silk hosiery, silk
underwear, silk petticoats, and a silk
frock worn for "every day." It is not
a very long time ago when a silk lin-
ing in a gown was considered a lux-
ury, but now the little faeto=•y girl
goes to work with her high -heeled"
boots displaying glimpses of silk
stockings. Luxuries have' become ea
common, in this rich country of op-
portunity and waste, that we no long-
er regard -them as luxuries, but as
the most ordinary necessities.
The stiff, heavy' silks, such as our
grandmeres wore, are coming back
from the buried aisles of the past,
along with numerous quaint fashions
of the 1830s.
In Lyons, France, where the finest
silks in the world are woven, this
heavy grain silk is in the lead.
They are careful, over there, that
the French couturieren shall have first
choice. It is always a great secret
about the designs, texture and colors
of silken fabrics for the ceming sea-
son. Winter silks are ready now for
the: market. The great gownmakers
of Paris get first chance—that is of
extremely high-class materials—and
the buyer must have not a hint 'of
anything until August, when he is
permitted to make his honorable se-
lections.
However, a little birdie says that
the finest of the Lyons output has a
metallic effect, and the stiff, heavy,
rich brocades and plain silks are•go-
ing to be strong again. Stripes and
plaids, which will rage this summer,
will disappear. Among the, expensive
fabrics of the next season will be a
faille silk with velvet design.
There promises to be a great apron
fad—another note from the dim shad-
ows of the past. Women who were
knitting their fingers down to skin
and bone last winter will resume now,
to prepare for the soldier's needs next
snow -time, So the over -watchful,'
manufacturers of women's wear have
designed the knitting apron, with
large pockets for wool and needles
and all the rest.
While linens are used, the most
popular knitting aprons are of sheer
white plaited organdy, in jabot effect,
with turned -over, two-inch hems.
If you wish to buy something nice
for your small daughter, get her a
baby doll parasol. When opened, the
ruffled skirts of the doll form a little
sunshade. The youngsters aro inter-
ested in fashions, and this combines
fashion and fun,
Pulp Production Increases.
Some economists has termed this
the "paper age" from the increasing
use of paper in all walks of life. This
being the case it is . gratifying to
know that Canada is one of the great
paper countries of the world and is
destined to become still greater in
this respect.
In spite of the war the consump-
tion of pulpwood in Canadian mills
was over 10er
p cent greater in 1914
than in 1913.
Since 1910 the pulpwood consumed
in Canadian mills has a little more
than doubled. The consumption in
1910 was 598,487 cords and in 1914,
1,224,876 cords. The commonest and
cheapest kind of pulp, made by the
grinding process and known as
ground -wood pulp, increased by 9
per cent over 1913, but that made by
chemical processes increased by over
14 per cent. This increasing use
of chemical processes helps the coun-
try greatly as the product is worth
nearly three times as much as the
ground wood pulp.
Quebec is still the leading pro-
vince in pulp production, having, 31
active mills out of a total of 66 ;"ills
for all Canada. Quebec produced 55
per cent of all Canadian pulp in 1914,
Ontario came second with nearly 37
per cent of the total production and
the other producing provinces in or-
der were British Columbia, New
Brunswick and Nova Scotia. The
total value of pulpwood consumed in
Canadian mills in 1914 was $8,089,808
and of that exported to foreign coun-
tries in a raw state $0,080,490 mak-
ing a grand total of $14,770,358 for
the value of the pulpwood produced
Iast year, It interesting' to know
that the proportion of pulpwood
Manufactured into pulp in Canada is
increasing over that exported in the
revs state,
Pearl Divers reel War.
Hawaiians who depend for a living
on the pearl -diving industry aro bev-
ies; n hard time as a result of the
war. The entire absence ofa Eu-
ropean market is given as the main
cause. Thursday Island is a centre
of:the industry,
