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`` ' Peak of (hatter Production
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CHAPTER XIII
(This is the final installment). •
The ,Academy opened its doors.
Not only was there the crowd of rus-
tic freshmen disgorged every morn-
ing from Eli's buses, and thirty- five
new students- from out -of the state
scattered through the four classes,
bat there were three new resident
teachers and three part-time: teachers
It seemed to the older teachers
that everything was to be organized
anew. The old stone building, full
to the' eaves now, gave fortis an ;Al-
most audible humming. The disorder
and uncertainties of the first of the
terns, which usually lasted three or
four days, stretched out tlirough the
first three or four weeks, full of mis-
takes, false •starts, failures, although
everybody was extended to the limit
of his powers.
But those weeks had more in them
than failures. They were flushed with
promise. • Poie all the reason in the
world Timothy was thienkful to have
such difficulties' in the opening
months of the new term, when .Susan
and Canby still came once in a while
to spend an hour or two in Clifford.
People said to each other, said to
Canby' and Susan, "My! Professor
Hulme's got his nose to the grind-
stone this fall! With all those new
students, and the new teachers to
look out for, a person can't hardly get
a word out of him, about anything
but the 'cademy."
Once a strange thought flew into
his ,mind and alighted for a moment,
looking at him out of alien eyes, the
thought that Susan was after all,
only a very nice Clifford girl. But he
could make nothing of it and it flew
away at once, back into the unknown
country whence it had come.
The back toad on which Eli Kemp
had been Morn and brought up be-
came impassable in winter. He con-
sulted Timothy about getting a lodg-
ing. Timothy had suggested with
hesitation, on account of Aunt Lavin-
ia, his sleeping inthe slant-ceilinged
room across the hall from his study,
and having breakfast with them.
Peering cine of Aunt Lavinia's et-
plosions, Timothy thought of various
ways to break the news to her; or to
forewarn Eli, of breakers ahead. But.
in the end, when Eli brought his new
pasteboard suitcase' in through the
front door, he said only, "Hello Eli—
oh, yes, I remember. This was the day
you were to come." And, "Aunt La-
vinia, this is Eli Kemp, who's run-
ning the new student bus service.
He's going to use that extra room
on the third floor this winter."
Apparently this offhand introduct-
ion was the best. The two strangely
assorted housenuetes settled down
with no fire works under the same
roof.
December brought a welter of
snow, The town plows kept only the
most necessary thoroughfares open.
Eli's buses could not getup the steep
back hills, but waited for his pas-
sengers below at the junction of the
side roads with the highways.
Eli, on his way to bed in his third
storey room, hesitated once in a
while as he passed the door of the
study and went in, if Timothy looked
np welcomingly, and said "Have a
chair„Eli.” In the first weeks their
chat was plain and factual. But as
Edi grew used to the house he some-
times talked about his half formu-
lated hopes for success. "Mr. Hulme,
you • know those two extra bus trips
a day --well, sir they're turning out
pretty nearly velvet. I bet a regular
bus line straight across this part of
the state would make money. Real
money."
One afternoon in January, Timothy
was stopped on the street by Bill
Peek, . Eli's middle-aged partner
"Say, Professor Hulme, do you know
that Eli Kemp is somebody -darned
'f he's not! I just bet"that kid'll tern
out to be one of the money-makers.'
One •evening when they had. wan
-
cloud into reminiscence of the cam
paign-.by far the most exciting ev
ent in Eli's life so far—the boy asked
"Say, what kind of a man was tha
Mr.' Wheaton, anyhow?" Timoth
told the story of Wheaton't' early lif
—not like Eli's, he thought, and,dreuv'
a portrait of Mr. Wheaton's charact
er, ending "A Stone Age man linin
in the Twentieth century, Just be
cause Mr• Wheaton was extra clere
at money, people kept putting hint
in positions where his say-so helpe
decide' what pictures should hang i
museums, and what subjects shoul
be taught in schools. It's very bad
for a person's character to be con
stantly passing judgment on what h
doen't understand, I wonder Why—'
Timothy went on musingly—"I real
ly do wonder why business is so dif-
ferent froth- everything, else modern
men. do? Why should time man with a
Trains will arrive at and depart
Iron Clinton as follows:
Toronto and•Goderich 'Division
Going . East, depart ... 6,43 a.m.
'Going East, depart 8.03. p.m.
Going West, depart 12.04 p.m.
Going West, depart 11.10 p.m.
London and Clinton Division
Coming North, arrive 11.20 a.m.
Going South, leave ... . ,. 3,10 p.m.
CUT COARSE POR THE PIPS
CUT FINE FOR CIGARETTES
W. N. U. FEATURES.
gift for businese be the only human
who expects to get paid for the use.
of .his 'brains jdst all 'he can extract
from the people who can't get along
without it?"
'But Mr. Hulme, he can't get more'
than just so much—competition
keeps that down."
Bo there was talk, very, . simple
talk short words, about competition
compared to 'co-operation, A few
days later at breakfast Eli said, `Say,
Professor Hulme, you know that idea
of yours about not just getting all
the profit there is for yourself is a
good business plan?"
"It's not exactly my idea, Eli. It's
pretty common ,nowadays."
Timothy- had not meant to drive
over the mountain to Drury. When
he slid down the long straight-de-
scent
traight de -scent from the top of The Wall into
the Drury valley and went past the
marker showing that he had come in-
to Drury' township, he still had no in-
tension of stopping there.
But he took his foot from the
accelerator and slowed the ear, loot-
ing from side to side, at one white
clapboard house after another. He
knew now what had brought him
there. A longing to see Susan that
was desperation. When he came to
a house with a litter of building ma-
terials around it and a scaffolding
up around a half rebuilt chimnney,
he slipped his clutch, set his brake,
stopped the engine and got out.
Across a wide stretch of April -
tender grass, Susan' turned from
where she stood under a young
apple tree. She held a rake in her
hand.
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reached 'during the third week of
June, caul that a decline in production
may now be expected, although this
is not likely to be substantial. All.
sections of the Province report that.
the•peak has now been passed, al-
though with pasture in excellent con-
dition,'the decline is not expected to
be continuous.
An interesting feature of the .re-
port is that the appeal to producers
to aim at higher testing cream •hasp
brought excellent results, A state-
ment front one creamery shows that
from tests of 15 patrons' cream,
taken at random, the average butter-
fat test was 27.5' per cent before the
appeal and 34.9 per cent after its
distribution. Despite the one excep-
tionally hot week in June and the
gathering of cream three times in
two weeks instead of the former
twice a week pickup, the quality of
cream received at the creameries
showed a slight improvement com-
pared with the same month a year
ago.
The report for the Toronto Group
states that with the butter market
holding more or less steady, there
has been no change in cream prices
during the rnonth of June. Indica-
tions are that more outlying cream-
eries are shipping their second grade
cream to the larger creameries for
churning. There is very little demand
for undergrade butter.
She saw hint now, she saw who it
was. She dropped her rake and with
a cry of passionate welcome, "Oh,
Uncle Tim! Dear, dear Uncle Tim!"
•she tried to run to hini. When he.
moved to meet her, she flung heel
arms around his neck, kissing him
with all her heart, "Oh, Uncle Tim,
how glad I ant you've come!" There
were tears in his own middle-aged
eyes as he held her tenderly to hint,
feeling with a strange turmoil' the
pressure against him of her mis-
shapen body. He let her go, he wiped
his eyes, he said the firstsimple
words that came into his mind—
Well, Susan—well! How are you?
And how is Canby?"
Canby was there, a hammer in
one hand, the other one outstretched.
"WeII, here you arel Susan and I
were just saying this very morning
that if you didn't get over this way
soon—" He forgot what he was
saying, shaking Timothy's hand up
and down, up and down.
"Stay for lunch," cried Susan. "I'll
make a chocolate souffle. Miss Peek•
showed me just how you like it"
"Come on in for the love of Mike
and let me show you what I'm doing
to the house," said Canby.
They went in through the walls of
the house, anywhere, stepping be-
tween the open uprights, and began
to lay a table standing in a litter of
sawdust and shavings. Canby trans-
ferred a pile of flooring boards to
make room for the third chair. There
he sat, Timothy sharing the food that
Susan had prepared for Canby.
"We certainly have missed you all
this winter," Susan told him.
A tapping of hammers began at
the back of the house. Canby let
down the front legs of his chair to
the floor, leaned across the table and
asked seriously, "Say, Uncle Tim, I
wish you'd tell me whether you
honest -to -goodness think we're on the
right track with this funny business
I've cooked up. It's darned ' different
from what most folks seem to want.
This is the third house Susan's kept
house in, it less than a 'year. It's
kind of a funny way to live, isn't it—
for Susan?" •
"I love it! I simply love it!" cried
Susan.
"All the seine," Canby murmured,
"all the same," There are times when
camping out is not so heal'
To himself Timothy said, "Let
yourself go! Don't stiffen up!" To
Canby • and Susan he spoke easily,
naturally. "See here -I have an idea.
What you young people need is one
permanent.` place to go back to be-
tween campings out. Well, I hardly,
ever use•tlat old house I bought up on
the Crandall Pitch road. Why don't
you, g0, there for your between -times
Jiving? It just stands empty. How
about it?"
They gazed at him, their faces
blank, their eyes wide, and then. Can-
by cried bringing his fist down on
the table, "Why, Uncle, Tint, that's
one swell idea! Susan can go there
when she comes out from the hospital
in May, and have the nurse with her
for a while, Thiele Tim, you're sweIl!"
Susan rennet] across the table and
for an instant took timothy's hand
silently in "Miers with a long beau -
tifuI look of gratitude, the deep look
that came from her heart.
She was thanking him for provid-
ing a home for Canby's child. So
strange a turmoil shook Timothy to
dizziness that he closed his eyes as
if he were• falling, and clenched his
hands hard on the nem of his chair.
He could not have said for `his life
what he was feeling.
* * a. *
Working steed!ly down through the
pile of letters on his desk, Timothy
came on an envelope sprawlingly ad-
dresed to him in pencil. It was from
Canby, scribbled in the Ashley hos-
pital, to tell him that the baby was
there 0. It. too—a boy—that Susan
was 0. X. too—that the boy was to
be named Timothy Hulme Hunter, if
Uncle Tim did not object.
He sat trying to think what it
would be like to have a child named
for him. But .he could not imagine
it. He had had no experience with
little children •and could not con-
ceive that a new baby meant a new
human being. '
But when, after Susan's return
from the hospital, he first went up
to the stone house that had been his
and was not ndw, and first saw his
namesake in the flesh, he realized
that he need give himself no concern
about anything he was to say or do.
Susan would not notice. She could
hear, she could see, nothing but the
roll of pink blanket in the small
basket set on the bench under the
maple trees. With the baby in her
arms Susan fell into a long, brood-
ing silence. Thee, dreamily, "You
can't think how nice it is to be beck
in the stone house," she told him.
"It seems so safe 'for the baby."
"Yes, it is safe," agreed Timothy.
A woman in a white uniform came
to the door of the house and said
professionally, "All ready, Mrs. `Hun-
ter." Susan turned her bead, nodded,
put the baby back in the basket. She
stopped low over it, put her cheeks
against the round blooming one with-
in, and was gone.
Left alone on the bench, Timothy,
with a long breath,leaned back, took
off his hat and laid it beside him.
The sun shone warmly on his head,
He thought of frustration and all that
he had taken, as proof of its inevita-
)mility. - And after reflecting on this
for a time, asked himself tentatively,
"Can what seems like frustration be
-sometimes--only the resisting of
growth ?"
At this his mind, conditioned to the
acrid taste of doubt, leaped up sus-
piciously to ' examine the idea for
sentimentality. "Growth? A fine-
sounding name for dying! To accept
all this for I've accepted it or .I
wouldn't be here. To let. it happ„ep,
for I've let it happen. I can call that
accepting growth: • -But it really is
a tame acceptance of death.".
He leaned forward to look into the
basket. The smooth bland face had
not stirred. Wrapped en his cocoon of
sleep, the baby lay breathing lightly,
glowilig with life as the morning star
glows with light. -
Timothy sank back on the bench.
"Oh well, what do we all do every
day but die to what we leave be-
hind?" he asked himself, his eyes
dreaMily fixed on a life that had jutst,.
begun:'
THE END
BENSON W. TUCKEY
Liberal Candidate
Respectfully solicits your suppo
IN THE RIDING OF HURON
in the forthcoming Provincial Election,Wednesday, August 4tld.
' WE ARE THE DEAD
Can you not watch with us one 'hal-
• lowed day.
And bow a tender momeht at the
cross?
'Twos only yesterday we went away.
You dare not count our lives a
tragic loss.
We gave ourselves that you might
still be free,
We serried youth and hope with-
in our heart.
We 'went to foreign lands,—across the
sea,
We paid in full, we did not keep a
pant.
If you: forget, we've surely died in
vain,
- We had a soulful right to love
and live.
But shells of hate and poison gas of
shame/
Made us your dead and dead inen
can't forgive.
Slow down your noisy, whirling wheels
of trade,.
Keep tryst with us just for a sac-
red hour,
The garden of the past, don't let it
• fade,
Please pluck at least one crimson,
broken flower.
Do not forget. Maybe now your care•
fur choice.
To bind the b'Ieeding, broken ties
again,
To hear the music of a silent voice.
And tell us that our death was
not in vain.
W. H, Colclough
MY PRAYER
O Lord, I come to Thee in Prayer
once more,
But pardon if I do not kneel before
Thy gracious presence, for my knees
are sore.
With so much walking, In my chair
instead.
I'll sit at ease and humbly' bow my
head.
I've labored in Thy vineyard Thou
dost know;
I've sold ten tickets to the minstrel
show;
I've called on fifteen strangers in
our town.
Their contributions to our church put
down;
I've baked a pot of beans for.Satur-
day's spree,
And old-time supper it is going to be;
I've dressed three dolls, too, for our
annual fair.
And made a cake which we must
raffle there.
Now, with Thy boundless wisdom so
sublime,
Thou knowest that these duties all
take time.
I have no time to fight my spirit's
foes,
I have no time to mend my husband's
clothes;,
My children roam the streets from
morn till night.
I have no time to teach them to do
right;
But Thou, 0 Lord, considering all
my cares.
Wilt count them righteous, also heed
my prayers.
Bless the bean supper and the min-
strel show.
And put it in the hearts of all to go,
Induce the visitors to patronize
The men who in our program adver-
tise.
Because I've chased these merchants
kill they hid
Whene'er they saw me coming —yes,
they did.
Increase the contributions to our
fair.
And bless the people who assemble
there;
Bless Thoq-the grab-bag and the gip-
sy tent. ,4
The flower table and the cake that's
sent;
May our whist club be to our service
blest,
The dancing party gayer than the
rest.
And when Thou hast bestowed these
blessings then,
We pray that Thou wilt bless our
souls.—Amen.
—Author Unknown.
wed Ita44 eur eite ?a,eee
These Liberal Policies
which Advance Agri-
culture Benefit Every
Town n and Village:
, ON AUGUST 4th
to ensure postwar progress
for your community and your
own prosperity
KEEP
ONTARIO
PROSPEROUS
▪ . Over $7,000,000 in bonuses paid to
Ontario farmers to encourage the
production of pork and cheese.
▪ . In co-operation with the Federal
Government a bonus of 4¢ per
pound is being paid for clean wool.
▪ A subsidy of 550 per ton to sugar
beet growers.
... A subsidy on Western grains fed in
the province.
• • • Marketing legislation has enabled
fruit and vegetable growers to get
higherprices for their produce.
• .. The Liberal Government rn Ontario
reduced interest rates on farm loans
from 5% to 4%.
— provides loans on flax and other farm
co-operatives including cold storage
plants.
—Re -opened Demonstration Farms at
New Liskeard and Hearst.
—Instiituted County Agricultural War
Committees.
—Reduced interest rates on Drainage
Loans from 5% to 3%..
--Dispensed with collection of tax or;
gas for tractor use.
— Doubled rural Hydro lines.
-Reduced rural Hydro rates by
$1,250,000 per year and bonused
rural Hydro lines by $10,400,000.
ELECT THE LIBERAL CANDIDATE