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PROLOGUE TO LOVE
By Martha Ostenso
SYNOPSIS peremptory' ban he had placed upon
their relationsh' > then I e
Autumn Dean's destiny was sealed
in •a hiotnent of moon -lit magic.,
Lpoltis g' into ' Bruce Lanclor's, level
eyes, she knew that she loved him.
But love between these two; was, it
seemed, a forbidden thing—a heri-
tage from .her mother, Millicent O-
dell . forever loved, forever'. lost. ;
The setting of'this „splendid story
is the Kamloops Valley of British
Columbia, midway• between the vast
arches •of the Rockies and the color-
ful Cascades. To this region" of'
great sheep ranches, Autumn Dean
returns from her schooling among
the Continental smart set, to find'
herself inescapably' faced with a fate-
ful secret. and a conquering love.
After the and Bruce Lander had de
clared their love to each 'other site
learns.' that her father felt that 'he.
Was the murderer . of, Bruce Landor's
Father, though his death is supposed
to have bee nsuieide. He was shot
by his own revolver. when struck by
Jarvis Dean in a quarrel over Dean's
wife, who was loved by and who lov-
ed. Landon, This knowledge casts a
gloom over Autumn's horizon and
for the time, at least, renders her
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CHAPTER, • XIV
May had passed, and June—and
now it was July,' month of the wild -
rose. Within its fortress of moun-
tains the valley lay besieged by .a tor-
rid heat.
Bruce Landor, on his way to his
herder's camp that lay beside a creek
a good hundred miles away in the
hills, brought his car to a halt on a
high slope and drew a breath of re-
lief as he 'paused and glanced back
into the valley rippling bluely be-
neath the blistering sun., He was
grateful now for the cool flow of air
along his temples, not only because it
dispelled his physical discomfort,
but because it soothed a Mind and
heart that had been harrowed during
the past few weeks.
rp. Oven 'n
could not credit the change. Autumni
was too willful, : too independent to
permit her father to make up her
mind for her. Something else some-
thing
ome-
thi of which he was in total i -
ng tgnor
ance, was behind, it all. But what-
ever it was, there was no other course
for him except a harsh discipline in
forgetting.
Ali utter loneliness enveloped hint
now as he ascended the scantily tim-
bered, wild mountain reaches. Over
there, 'onl'y a short distance' toward
the north, he the completely still, my
sterious folds of the hills, lay the
Dean summer range, skirting his own.
Across a deep valley, spread over• the
palely green mountainside opposite,
one of the. twits of the Laird's flock
*as dimly .discernible. Trained.
though his eyes were ,to the ambig-'
uity of vast distances, it was all Bruce
could do to distinguish thea flock in
that brilliant, thin atmosphere. But
across the vacancy there cauie to him
piercingly sweet, the sound of a bell.
IIe knew that* belle -there was only
ono like it anywhere in the Upper
Country. It was Autumn Dean's 'Bas-
que bell. The sound of it had drawn
hint across the valley on his last trip,
nearly a month ago now, and he had
spent an hour of the, afternoon with
the young Trish lad who was one of
the Laird's herders. He would never
forget the wilful blue eyes of the
boy and the eagerness with which
he strove to prolong the visit, As the
sound of the bell struck across his
senses now, .Bruce strove grimily to
repudiate, the :significance, to himself,
of that sound. It wap sheer senti-
mentality on his town part that the
bell seemed to chhne Autumn's name.
He resolved that on his next. trip into
the hills he would leave. home easy
enough to turn aside. and spend an
hour with the young herder. He would
do so to -day but that he had to get
back in time for an appointment he
had made. that • might with a buyer in
Kamloops.
Just a fortnight ago, after a day
such as this, Jane Lander had died
quietly and unexpectedly in her sleep.
Bruce's soat•ow had been eased some-
what by his melancholy realization
that she was spaced furthur pain and
misery from an illness from which
there could be no recovery, but his
grief at her passing had been: none
the less deep and lasting. i
He had seen very little of Autumn'
Dean since that night in May when
he had gone to the Parrs' and had
encountered in her a mood which had.
eft him bewildered and harassed ev-
ery time he recalled that Miserable
eccasion, Only once since that night
had he spoken to her, He had called
on Hector Cardigan one afternoon'
raid as he mounted the steps to the
l
loos,' Autumn had come hurriedly{
nut, passing him with a face strang-
ely white and with only a swift word
of greeting. He knew she had seen
him -'from within and had: rushed a-
way to avoidtallcitig with him.
That visit with Hector had been
a doleful affair. The olcl soldier haci
been having words with Jarvis Dean's
daughter—of that there could be no
doubt in Theme's mind. Hector's
grumpy mood had refused to yield to
Bruce's efforts at facetiousness. In
a moment the olcl man had burst
forth in a voice full of distress, "It's I
that girl! There's no talking to he'!"'
"Why get so worked up over it?",
Bruce had asked. "Why talk to her?"
Even as he spoke, Bruee had known
that his 'comment had been a defens-.
ive one. -•
And then Hector had looked at him
,for `a full Minute without speaking,'
his wrath' cooling gradually; his droll
senile coning. "There's little to choose
between a young fool and an ole! one
—save for a'. trifling disparity in
years," he bad said, and had poured
a couple of drinks from the decanter
of wine on the, table.
Bruce was thinking. of that after -
'noon with Hector now as he climbed
back into his ear and 'started off a-
ong the increasingly` difficult trail.
The old fellow had reason enough to
be distressed; or atleast g'r'avely con-
cerned, if Autumn's 'reputation in
the counbryside meant anything to
him. And Bruce supposed it slid. Hec-
tor Cardigan hacl looked after the
girl from' her earliest. years as
anxiously as if he had been her god -
'ether, And Autunm Dean was get-
ting herself talked about rather free,
ly among the gossips of the commun.
ity. People in Kelowna and in Kam-
toops were btisily, recounting her es-
capades with the Parrs, Florian in
particular, and with such others as
made the Parr home a renclezous, and
who flocked to their hunting lodge
in the mountains near Kamloops for
week -ends. They had plenty of fuel
for their gossip, and Autunnn had ap-
parently been , setting a ., deliberate
'hatch to it. As old Hector had said,
1.he girl wasn't giving a tinker's dans
what'.they said about her. '
The conviction had grown grad-
ually upon Bruce that •Autumn was
easling this free lice oS hers with
some ulterior purpose. He could not
`.kink of het running wild: from
choice. Nor had he ever been able
to ,understand her violent change of
manner toward him; unless the: Laird
himself had brought it about by
*nething he had told her, by some
It was hate that evening when
Brace drew up to the curb and got
from his car before a gray, weather-
ed building that had served as a
trading post in the old days, The
structure housed a billiard parlor now,
and wee known locally as "Sandy's
Place." 1t had become a rendezous
for cattle and sheep men, ranch hands
seekingemployment, and nondescript
transients. But despite the deter-
mination of the years to mold it to
it less romantic form, there clung' a-
bout it still some of the pungent, zest
fed air of times gone by when sour-
dotighs and chechalscos drifted in
for a night's lodging and a 'game of
Greekpoker. The proprietor was a
rugged olcl Scotsman who bad himself
been a prospector. on Williams Gree;:.
'here were not more than a half
dozen idlers in the front roan of
the place whets Bruce entered: He
looked then over and sauntered into
theback room, pausing id the door-
way to glance about for the buyer he
had come to see. 'He discovered his
man in a far coiner of the smoke-
filled room, seated at a pokes. table
•with Foist . others, Bruce' moved a-
cross the room and 51)oke. to him.
The buyer looked up. "Hello, Lan-
der!" he greeted. •
Bruce spoke to the other men at
the table.
"Buy a stack and sit in, Lander,"
one of them* invited.
"Not to -night," Bruce replied, "Ins
going home to bed as soon as I've had
a word with Myers here:"
',I'll be with you in a Minute,' said
Myers:
Bruce lighted a cigarette and
%vatched the progress of the. play. IIe
was not sure just what had drawn.
his attention to a conversation at the
table behind him, but presently the
mention of Jarvis Dean's named caus-
ed him to glance around. Curly Iiel
, fort, a rancher from the Ashcroft dis-
trict, was doing the talking while the
others listened. Belford bad evlden
try been drinking. Bruce gave his
attention to the genie. at Myer's table.
The click of the chips' and the mon:
1t1
otos sound of voices lay drowsily
upon his' senses after a day in the
mountains. •
Belfort's voice' thrust itself hoists
erously upon iris consciousness. Bruce
could not help hearing tine words:
"—and, by God, if there , wasn't ' old
Dean's daughter standin' up out o'
the haystack, an' strechin' her'sel'f ai
seven o'clock in the niornin.' •Alt' I
says to young Parr, "Do you think
I'm i'tmnin' a country hotel,•or sone -
thin'? Or is this the way they do it
in Europe?" I says. But he kept, of
tinkerin' sgith his car." Belford
laughted heartily at his own joke.
."Some gal the Laird's brat hat tun-
ed out to he, spendin' the night in a
haystack with—"
Brace had got up abruptly an 7
rteppecl over beside Belford; his face
gone suddenly white, Isis mouth fixes'
1in a slight, contemplative smile as he
stood looking down at the rancher,
"You've; had too iintch to drink
1 Cuvly," Brueo iuterruted him.
„ Belford's eyes moved in slow insol-
once up and down Bruce's body: Ther
hie mouth twisted' to one side in e
; drunken leer as he laid his cards down
onthe table in front of him.
"Who's tellin' me?'; 'he asked.
"len „telling you," ;Bruce: replied
JBuffalo and Goderich Div.
•tieing. East, depart 7.08 a.m.
Going .East, depart 3.00 p.m.
Going West, depart 11,50 a.m
Going -West,' depart 10:08 pan,.
London, Huron 'Si; Bruce
Going North,, ar. 11.34, lye 11.14' aan
+Going .South 3.08 sign.
"Only a drunken swine would talk
the way; you're talking."
Belford got to: his feet : with an
oath, but Bruce pushed him back in-
to" his chair, Muttering to himself,,
Belfort sprang up ,and lifted .the
chair. Before he could swing ,it,
Bruce's hand had ' shot osst and the
man staggered backwards and sttmtb-,
led to the floor. The other men in
the room rushed forward to interesse
old Sandy among' them. Before they
could prevent it, however, Belfort was
on his fet ,and was rushing at Bruce.'
"Stop this, now!" old Sandy or-
ered.
But even as he spoke, Bruce struck
again and Belfort crumpled to the
floor.
Sandy 'flung his 'arms desperately
about Bruce. "Stop it, lad!" he cried
excitedly.. "Stop it;. or we'll have 'the
l'ativ 00 lig!"
Bruce shook him,lcoolly off. "Better
not step into this, Sandy," he advised:
"Belfort has something to say to nib'
or one' of us has to. take ' a licking.,
law or no law!" ,
.Belfort had .pulled' himself together
with: painful difficulty. Bruce strode
over to hiin, but old Sandy stepped•
between them .and faced Beifort.
"Here, now," he' demanded, "what's
all this about? What's it about. Cur-
ly?"
"Ask him," Beifort snarled.
"What's it all about?" Sandy beg-
ged of Bruce, maintaining his posit-
ion stoutly between them.
"Belfort knows," Bruce replied.
"He has been talking about a certain
young lady whose name-"
' "There was another woman with
her, damn you! Belfort screamed,
his face livid. And another than! The
car was broke down;'. -
"What you said was a lie then,
wasn't it? Bruce prompted.
"I told nothing • but. what I saw
with my own eyes," Belfort retorted.
"What you implied was a dans lie!"
Bruce challenged, stepping toward
him.
Belfort's head began wagging to
and fro as he watched Bruce in a sort
of stupid fascination. Presently he
nodded. "If you want to look at it
that way," he admitted. "I only
talkin'."'
"Think twice . before you talk .like
that again," Bruce advised him cao-
ually, taking a cigarette from his
shirt pocket as he spoke,,
A half doyen of Belfort's friends
lied got around him and were urging
him toward the door,
• "I'll talk to you again,"' said Bel -
fort, over hie shoulder,
"Any time, Curly," Bruce replied,
and lit 'his cigarette.
Sandy scratched his head in relief
as Belfort disappeared through the
doorway. Then he snook his head at
Bruce. "Yon's a bad actor, lad;' he
said quietly. "Ad be lookin' out for
him if I was you."
"I intend to," said Bruce •and'turn-
ed again to take the seat beside
Myers.
fense, unless the snood itself were ae
offensive one. 1
"1 know of no law against a .man
being polite to his host," Hector coun-
tered.
"There; ought to be, then," said the
Laird."A man would be better off, if
he heard the truth now and then, even
across his own dinner table."
Hector coughed lightly. "The av-
erage man is not better off, sir, no
matter where he hears the truth."
Jarvis seemed to consider that mat-
ter for a moment, then dusted the
gray ash lightly from the end of his
cigar. "Have you heard about this
fracas in old Sandy's back room a
night or two ago?" he asked abrupt -
"I was told about it, "• Hector ad-
mitted cautiously.
"Aye -and the whole country knows
about it. It's a dirty business."
"But one over which we have little
control, I'm afraid:"
Jarvis's look sharpened. "We have
something to say on what brought it
about," he said. "In my day a young
woman's naive—if she was a lady—.
wasn't mentioned 'in such a place."
`"I have no doubt young 'Lander
feels much the same about it—even
in these clays "
"That's not the point sir. In my
day a young woman gave no reason
for having her name bandied about
over a poker table." .
'The tines have changed, it seems,'
Hector marmered.
"It's ourfault then, We've let
these youngsters get out of hand with
their racing about the country in
automobiles and their abominable
cocktails and the like. Where is it
going to stop?"
But his` eyes were half closed in self- his voice betraying a little impatience
concealment. r . as he spoke.
"She hasn't told me that," Hector "But we're used to it, Mr. Dean,"
replied. "I: can only guess, at best," Linda offered with a smile,
"What's ,your guess, then?" "So I have been infor•tned," said the
Rector returned to his seat and sel- Laird. "Axe you young ladies aware
eeted another cigarette. "It is nip op- that your conduct in creating a deal
inion, Jarvis, that the girl has been of talk in the district?"
in love -ever since she came " back Autumn ., nailed, "You're not oth-.
here." sb
eking• your head, Da, over what the
The Laird frowned, "There was no i' hav t "
escaping themeaning of Hectors Pm bothertn m head about ypu,
words. "You mean—this young Lan- " g r
my girl, he interrupted her.' "Do
dor'." you know that your name was the
"Certainly," said Hector, centre of a scandalous brawl in the
Jarvis shrugged impatiently. "Pup -I backroom of a dive M Kamloops the
py-love!" he _exclaimed. "She'll get other night?" '
over that—if . she isn't already over "We've hoard all about it, Da,"
it."
Hector
replied. 'It was simply ab -
Hector looked steadily at the Laird suArtd:"
for .a moment without speaking..
"What you see," he said at last, his "Seifert is a beast," Autumn went
voice very low, "is probably the pro- on,
cess: by which she hopes to get over "A girl with any respect for her -
it; And it would not surprise, me to self doesn't give a beast any excuse
learn that she finds it as painful' as for talking," her father observed.
you do." , •Autumn' checked her rising anger.
"Tommyrot!" the Laird exploded. "There were four of us in the party-.
"You have asked my opinion," Hec-"Lin and I, and Florian and a friend
for said with ,dignity, "and I ain giv-l of his," she explained: "We were corn -
it.
in " ling home. along the highway from
g Ashcroft. Wegot• started later than
It I thought there was anything
to that," the Laird replied, "I'd sell we had intended and when we got as
up and get out—and take her .with far as' Belfort's ranch the car broke
me." clown. While the boys worked on the
"I know you would," Hector obser- car, Lin and I went to sleep in a hay-
eed, "—and accomplish nothing." stack close to the road, Belfort towed
"What do youmeanby that sir?" us to a garage about seven o'clock in
Hector smiled patiently at . the the morning."
Laird. "You ought•to know the breed "Or we should have been there
better than to ask that," he said. "If, still," Linda added.
Millicent's daughter is in love, there's "And that's all there is to the
do about it, I think."
very little that either you or I can story," Autumn concluded.
•I accept your 'account on its suer -
"But piquant," Linda put in.
Hector sighed, half -amused, and yet There followed along silence at the its," Jarvis said, "but it explains
thorougiy aware of what was troub-
ling the Laird's Mand.
• "They'll .probably all marry and set-
ale down and have children of their
own to plague them in their turn,"
he said lightly.
Jarvis leaned forward in his chair
and looked fixedly at his guest. "I
want your opinion about that girl of
mine," the said frankly. "What's she
like?"
Hector smiled; "She's your own
slaughter, sir," he replied. "You ought
to khow her better than I."
"I don't. She was never anything
CHAPTER XV
The Laird had asked old Hector
Cardigan to dinner. It was rarely
these days that Hector was invited
to dine alone. with Jarvis Dean. In
the old days he had frequently been
a. guest eat the Castle, but that, as
Hector . knew, had been Millicent's.
doings. There had never been any-
thing but the most cordial relation-
ship between the two men, however,
but Jarvis had lived too much to him-
self during the years since his wife's
death.
The dinner had been of the best-
the very, best that poor old Hannah
was capable of producing. There
had even been a touch of elegance to
it: When Jarvis Dean desired to
snake an occasion of it, he had saddle
of lamb for the main course. As soon
as Hector had seen Hannah lay a
saddle of lamb before the Laird, he
knew his presence at the table was
something of an event in the life di
Jarvis.
It was not until they had left the
table, however',' and, had retired to
the drawing room that hit host gave
any inkling of what was on his mind.
The Laird had paused in the hallway
and asked whether they would go to
thelibrary or sit in the drawing
room. Hector had not hesitated In
making the choice. The library was
the one, spot in the house that helong-
ed ,peculiarly to Jarvis Dean. The
drawing room, on the other hand, had
been Millicent's and held some ling-
ering aroma of her presence there.
Besidesr Hector's band had done' its
best in making the room what -it was.
"O.f gourse," Jarvis said, when Hec-
tor had expressed his preference. "I
Might have known. Go in and sit
down. I'll fetch the orandy."
And Mosv the two men sat on op-
posite sides of the empty fireplace,
their old-fashioned brandy glasses in
their hands, pledging each other's
health in stately ,and anelent fashion.
The Laird trimmed and lighted a
cigar, turning it round and round in
his fingers as hecontemplated it
pensively. Hector drew a cigarette
from his own, case and lighting it,
extinguished the thatch and placed it
carefully on the tray beside him.
"It isn't often," the Lairs! began,
"that 1 ask a urian to help me con-
sider my private affairs.
"It isn't often you have required
the advice of another," ' Hector• en-
couraged.
Jarvis blew a thick cloud of smoke.
from his lips and sighed heavily.
"That's' a polite remark, sir," hesaid
as if ho were talkingtohimself, "but
it's a prodigous lie, just the same."
Hector knew his hov. To be call-
ed a liar• by Jarvis Dean was no of
end of which Jarvis helped himself to, nothing.. The whole escapade was a
another drink and poured one for his. scandal and an outrage, whether Bel -
guest. They toasted each other accord- fort had anything to do with it or not.
ially as if there had been no disagree- There'li be no repetition of the like,
ment between them, and then the my girl, if you are to remain in my
Laird turned abruptly to talking of house!"
things that left no room for differ -1 Hector Cardigan remained silent,
epees of opinion . I but every now •and then a profound
It was almost midnight when Aut-, sigh escaped him which was to Aut-
umn singularly audible above the deep
umn finally came home, bringing Lin- '
and vehement tones of her father's
da Parr with her to stay for a few
days at the Castle. The girls cause I voL
Linda Parr had turned large and
upon the two old men seated before wondering eyes upon the Laird: "It's
the, fireplace, their brandy glasses 'In probably not my place to speak, Mr.
thou hands, their eyes grown heavy Dean," she ventured, "but the whole
but a child to me -until now. Since from sitting up long past their time affair was quite aceideintaI and we re-
elie came back, she's been a stranger for bed. ' gret it quite as much as you do. We
in the house. More than half the "Why, Da—we had no idea you'd probably regret it more, since it was
time' -she's not here at all. She'll be be waiting for us at this hour!" Aut- Ke who had to sleep out. On the
back here to -night from the parr umn exclaimed, after greetings Jiad other hand, young people are quite
Lodge—not alone, either, I'll warrant gone around. "You should have been capable of taking care of themselves
—and the place will be like bedlam in bed hours ago." 1nowadays."
until she goes' again." She laid, aside her hat and gloves (to be continued)
Hector got up and tossed his cig- as she spoke and seated herself in
arette into the empty maw of the one of the Queen Anne chairs, her' -
fireplace .He walked to the French feet curled up under bee, her elbow 1 Bacon shipments to the British
windows and looked out upon the gar- resting on the arm of the chair, her Isles in 1935 totalled 125,000,000
den that glowed palely under summer chin pressed against her palm. Linda i pounds, or about • 5,000,000 pounds
starlight. I sat near her, comically prim, her more than during 1934. Exports of
"I have been wondering about the hands folded in her lap, her feet, pork in 1935 were more than double
girl," he said at last. `:I have talked placed' very precisely on the floor—' those of the previous year, the total
with her, too, She is not happy"
"Happy?" Jarvis grunted. "What
does she want that she cannot have?"
the image of discreet 'propriety, j amount being slightly over 7,000,000
"The hour is no later for me than, pounds, as compared with 3,330,000
it is for you, my girl," Jarvis replied, pounds in 1934.
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INVITATION
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from advertising
in a big
a big way. To
to use big space
of school until it
in every form
and practice and
they should
and
will
'Make small ad-
them frequently.
• of which is
new customers,
store which
advertisenients,
is invited to go.
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ADS IN THIS
Many a non -advertising retailer keeps beets
just because he feels that it is necessary to advertise
way and because he is not ready to advertise in
keep back' from our newspaper until you are ready
is just as foolish as would be keeping a child out
' had the ability to pass its matriculation. Beginners
of enterprise need to go warily; until experience
growing ability warrant them to attempt larger things,
proceed cautiously.
Itwill pay some retailers to use classified advertisements
small spaces of 2 and 3 inches. ' These little advertisements
surely get seen and read by newspaper readers.
vertisements offer special merchandise. Change
A quick succession of little advertisements, everyone
alive, will of a certainty effect sales'—will attract
The thing to be frightened of is dimmbness: a retail
does not talk to the ,pubie by means of newspaper
misses a lot of business: The public goes where it
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D1into
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