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THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD
‘‘TI -IE LOST PRINCE"
By
Frances Hodgson Burnett
SYNOPSIS
Marco Loristan was the kind of a
they people looked at the second time
when they had looked at him once.
:He was a well-built boy of 12, intelli-
gent looking, and well-mannered. He
.and his father had travelled a great
.deal and the boy was proficient in
several languages, so that he felt at
chortle in whatever country he was
staying. Marco knew that they were
aSamavians, that there was trouble
,axd bloodshed in Samavia at present.
dais father had told him the story of
'the Lost Prince, who might one day
oreturn to Samavia and restore order
.and peace. At present the Loristan's
:are in London, England, and Marco
!'had encountered several interesting
gpeoplc, among them, "The Rat," a
crippled boy who commands a group
.of willing boys—the boys listen at-
-tentively as Marco speaks to them.
;Later Loristan and Marco have a
'long talk about Samavia, and the Lost
`Prince, who had disappeared five
tlnundred years ago. A secret society,
-with members in many European
.countries, were preparing to put his
.<descendant on the throne of Santa-
-via and end the civil wars and blood-
shed in the country. At a meeting
-of the Squad, The Rat forms a sec -
met society for. Samavia among them -
...selves.
:NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Afterward, Loristan told him of
-what he had clone the night before..
Re had seen the parish authorities
:and all had been done which a city
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governinent provides in the case of a
Pauper's death. His father would be,
buried in. the usual manner. "We
will follow him,"' L,oristan said in
the end. "You and I and Marco and
'Lazarus."
The Rat's mouth fell open.
"You—and Marco = and Lazarus!"
he exclaimed, staring. "And pie!
Why should any of us go? I don't
want to. He wouldn't have 'fol'lowed
me if I'd been the one."
Loristan remained silent for a few
moments.
".When a life has counted for noth-
ing, the end of it is a lonely, thing,'
he said at last. ,"If it has forgotten
all respect for itself, pity is all that
one has left to. give. One would like
to give something to anything so
lonely." He said the last brief sen-
tence after a pause. '
"Let us go," Marco said suddenly;
and, he caught The Rat's hand.
The Rat's own -movement was sud-
den. He slipped from his crutches to
a chair, and sat and gazed at the
worn carpet as if he were not look-
ing at it at all, but at eomething a
long way off. After a while he look-
ed up at Loristan.
"Do you know what I thought of,
all. at once?" he said in a shaky- voice.
"I thought of that 'Lost Prince' one.
He only lived once. Perhaps he did-)
n't live a long time. Nobody knows.
But it's five hundred years ago, and,
just because he was the kind he was,
every one that remembers him thinks
of something fine. It's queer, but it
does you good just to hear his name.
And if he has been training kings for
Samavia all these centuries — they
may have been poor and nobody may
have known about them, but they've
been kings, That's what he did just
by being alive a few years. When
I think of .him and then think of—
the other—there's such an awful dif-
ference that—yes --I'm sorry. . For
the first time. I'm he son and I can't
care about him; but he's too lonely-
I want to go."
So it was that when the forlorn
derelict was carried to the graveyard
where nameless burdens' on the city
were given to the tarth, a curious
funeral procession followed hint.
There. were two tall and soldierly
looking men and two boys, one of
whom walked on crutches, and behind
them were ten other boys who walk-
ed two by two. These ten, were a
queer, ragged lot; but they had re-
spectfully sober: faces, held their
heads and their shoulders well, and
walked. with a remarkably regular
marching step.
It was the Squad; but they had left
their "rifles" at home.
• CHAPTER XI
"Come With Me"
When they carne back from the
graveyard, The Rat was silent all the
way. He was thinking of what had
happened and of what lay before
him. He was, in fact, thinking chief-
ly that
hiefly-that nothing lay before him—noth-
ing. The certainty of that gave his
sharp, lined face new tines and sharp-
ness which made it look pinched and
hard. He had had nothing before but a
a cosier in a bate garret in which hey
could find little more` than a leaking a
roof over his head—when he was not
turned out into the street. But, if a
policcinen asked him where he lived, )a
he could. say he lived in Bone Court'
with his father. Now he couldn't say
He got along very well on'his crut-
ches, but he' was rather tired when
they reached the turn' in the street
which led in the direction of his, old
haunts. At any rate, they were
haunts he knew, and he belonged to
them more than he belonged else-
where. The Squad stopped at this
to eat—always. Marco and Laza •us
and I are often hungry. Sometimes
you might have nothing to sleep on
but the floor. But I can find a place
for you if I take you with me," said
Loristan. "Do, you "kaew what I mean
by a place?"
"Yes, I do," answered The Rat: "It's
what I've never had before—sir."
What he knew was that it meant
some bit of space, out of all the World,
where he would have a sort of right
to stand, howsoever boor and bare
it might be.
"I'm not used to beds or -to food
enough," he said. But he did not, dare
to insisttoo much on that "place."
It seemed'- too great a thing to be
true.
Loristan took his arm.
"Come with me," he said. "We
don't part. I believe you are to be
trusted."
The Rat turned quite white in a
sort of anguish of joy. Ile had never
cared ;for any one in his life. He had
been a sort of young Cain, his hand
against every man and every man's
hand against him. ' And during the
last twelve hours he had plunged into
a tumultuous ocean of boyish hero-
worship.-, This man seemed like a sort
of god to him. What he had said and
done the day before, in what had
been really The Rat's hour of ex-
tremity, after that appalling night --
the way he had looked into his face
and understood it all, the talk at the
table when he had listened to him
seriously, comprehending and actual-
ly respecting his plans and rough
maps; his silent companionship as
they followed the pauper hearse to-
gether—these things were enough to
make the lad longingly ready to be
any sort of servant or slave to him,
if he might see; and be spoken to by
hint even once or twice a day.
The Squad wore a look of dismay
for a moment, and Loristan saw it.
"I am going to take your captain
with me," he said. "But he will come
back to Barracks. So will Marco."
"Will yer go on with the game?"
asked Cad, as eager spokesman, "We
want to go on being the `Secret Par-
ty'
"Yes, I'll go on," The Rat answer-
ed, "I won't give it up. There's' a
lot in the papers to -day."
So they were pacified and went on
their way, and Loristan and Lazarus
and Marco and The Rat went on
theirs also,
"Queer thing is," The Rat thought
as they walked together, "I'nr a bit
afraid to speak to him unless he
speaks to me first. Never- felt that
way before with any one."
He had jeered at policemen and
had impudently chafed "swells", but
he felt a sort of secret awe of this
man, and actually liked the feeling.
"It's as if I was a private and he
was commander-in-chief," he thought
'That's it."
Loristan talked to hint as they
went, He was simple . enough in his
statements of the situation. 'There
was an old sofa in Marco's bedroom.
It was narrow and hard, as Marco's
bed itself was, but The Rat could sleep
pon it. They would share what food
they had. There were newspapers
nd magazines to be read. There were
apers and pencils to draw new snaps
and plans of battles. There was even
n old map of Samavia of Marco's
which the two boys could study to-
gether as an aid to their game. The
Rat's eyes began to have points of
fire in them.
"If I' could see the papers every
morning, I could fight the battles on
paper by night," he said, quite pant.
it
at the incredible vision of splen -
or. Were all the kingdoms of the
arth going to be given to hint? Was
e going to sleep without a drunken
father near him! Was he going to
ave a chance to wash himself and to
it ata table and hear people say
Thank you," and "I beg pardon," as
f they were using the most ordinary
fashion of speech? His own father,
efore he had sunk into the depths,
ad lived and spoken in this way.
"When I have time, we will see
ho. can draw up the best plans,"
oristan said.
"Do you mean that you'll look at
nine then—when you, have time?".
slced The Rat, hesitatingly. "I was -
't expecting that."
"Yes," answered Loristan. "I'll look
t, thein, and we'll talk them over."
As they went on, he told him that
e and Marco could do many things
ether.
Theycould ould go
to museums
and galleries, and Marco could show
m what he himself was familiar
ilii.
"My father said you wouldn't let
m cone back to Barracks when you
and out about it," The Rat said,
sitating again and growing hot be -
use he remembered so many ugly
est days, 'But—but I swear I won't
him any harm, sir. I won't!"
"When I said I believed you, could
trusted, I meant; several things,"
Loristan answered him. "That was
e of them. You're `a new recruit,
Yo
and Marco are both under eon-
nding officer," He said the words
i
d
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particular corner because it led to h
such homes as they possessed. They
stopped in a body and looked at The h
Rat,' and The Rat stopped also, He s
swung himself to Loristan's. side,
touching his hand to his forehead.
"Thank . you, sir," he said, . "Line
and salute, you chaps!" And the
Squad stood in line and raised their
hands also. "Thank you, sir. Thank
you, Marco. Good -by."
"Where are ' you going?" Loristan
asked.
"I don't know yet," The Rat ans-
wered, biting his lips.
Ile and Loristan looked at each
other a few moments in silence. Both
of them were thinking very hard. In
The Rat's eyes there was a kind of
desperate adoration. He did not
know what
he should h d dothis
-when h
man turned and walked away from
him. It would be as if the sun itself
had dropped out of the heavens ---and
The Rat had net thought of what the
sun meant 'before.
But Loristan did not turn and walk
away. He looked deep ln`o the lad's
eyes as if he were searching to find
some certainty. Then. he said in a
low voice, "You know how poor I am."
"I -I. don't care!" said The • Rat.
"You—you're like a king to me. I'd
stand up and be shot to bits if you
told me to ,do it"
"I am so poor that. I am not sure
that I can give you enough dry bread
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THURS., MAY 13, 137
COUNTY RAILWAY HISTORY
COVERS A PERIOD OF EIGHTY YEARS
Pioneer Road Was the Buffalo and
Lake Huron, Opened in the Year 1858
(BY W. H. Johnston, in The London
Free' Press)
The county of Huron possessed ad-
vantages over inland counties in
being on the shore of Lake Huron.
The county, always noted for its fer-
tility, grew great crops of wheat and
other =produce, and a market had to
be found for them. As there were no
railroads, much of the grain was
shipped by water from Bayfield, but
much more from Goderich. For twen-
ty or thirty miles wheat was teamed
because he knew they would elate him
and stir his blood.
CHAPTERXII
"Only Two Boys"
The words did elate him, and his
blood was stirred by them every time
they returned to'. his mind. He re-
membered them through the days and
nights that followed. He sometimes,
indeed, awakened from his deep; sleep
on the hard and narrow sofa in Mar-
co's room, and found that he was say-
ing them half aloud to himself. The
hardness of the sofa did not prevent
his resting as he had never rested be-
fore. in his life. By contrast with the
past he had known, this poor existence
was comfort which verged on lux
He got into the battered tin bath ev-
ery morning, he sat at the clean table,
and could look at Loristan and speak
to hint and hear his voice. His chic
trouble was that he could hardly keep
his eyes off hire, and he was a little
afraid he might be annoyed. But he
could not bear to lose a look or a
movement.
At the'end Of the second day, he
found his way, at some trouble, to
Lazarus's small back room at the top
of the house.
"Will you- let me' come in and talk
a bit?" he said.
When he went in, he' was obliged to
sit on the top of Lazarus's wooden box
because there was nothing else for
"I want to ask you," he plunged
into his talk at once, "do you think he
minds me looking at hint so much? I
can't help it—but if he hates it—well
—I'll try and keep my eyes on the
table."
"The master is used to being Iooked
at," Lazarus made answer. `But it
would be well to ask him yourself. He
likes open speech."
"I want to find out everything he
likes and everything he doesn't like,"
The Rat said. "1 want—isn't there
anything—anything you'd let me do
for him? I5 wouldn't matter what it
was. And he needn't know you are
not doing it. I know you wouldn't be
willing to give up- anything particu-
lar. But you wait on hint night and
day. Couldn't you give up something
to me?
Lazarus pierced him with keen eyes,
He did not answer for several seconds.
"Now and then," he said gruffly at
last, "I'll let you brush his boots. But
not every day—perhaps once a week."
"When will you let me have my
first turn?" The Rat asked.
Lazarus reflected. His shaggy eye-
brows drew themselves down over his
eyes as if this were a question of
state.
"Next Saturday," he conceded. Not
before. I'll tell him when you brush
them."
"You needn't," said The Rat. "It's
not that I want him to know. I
want to know myself that I'm doing
something for him. I'll find out
things that h can do without interfer-
ing with you, I'll think them out."
"Anything any one else. did for
him would be 'interfering with, me,"
said Lazarus. •
It was The Rat's. turn to reflect
now, and his face twisted itself into
new lines and wrinkles.
"I'll tell you before I do anything,"
he said, after he had thought it over.
"You served him: first."
"I have served hint ever since he
%vas born," said Lazarus. •
"He's—he's yours,"said The Rat,
still thinking deeply.
"I am his," was Lazarus stern
answer.. "I am his—and the young
master's."
"That's it," The Rat said. Then a
squeak of a half -laugh broke from
him. "I've never been anybody's,"
he added.
His sharp eyes caught a passing
look on Lazarus's face. Such a queer,
disturbed sudden look. Could' he be
rather sorry for him? Perhaps the
look meant something like that.
"If you stay near him long enough
—and it' needn't be long .you will
be his too. Everybody is."
The Rat sat up as straight as he
could. "When it comes to that,"he
blurted out, "I'm his now, in my way.
I was his two minutes after he look-
ed at me with his queer, handsome
eyes. They're queer because they
get you, and you want to follow him.
I'm going to follow."
That night Lazarus recounted to
his master the story of the scene. Ile
simply repeated word for word what
had been said, and Loristan listened
gravely.
"We have not had' time to learn
much of him yet," he commented.
"But that is a faithful soul, I think."
(Continued next week)
to Goderich ,and often, oxen drew the
loads, as horses were few.
In 1858, the Buffalo & Lake Huron
Railway was opened, and then Gode-
rich, Clinton, and Seaforth became the
centres for the shipment of grain.
Seaforth especially was a busy town
for the grain trade. Sometimes there
was over one mile of wagons and
sleighs with grain waiting to be un-
loaded. Many of these loads of grain
were driven from points twenty to
thirty miles away. Is it any wonder
that Seaforth was a busy and prosper-
ous town in - those days? Goderich
and Clinton were too, only to a lesser
degree.
The huge traffic over the Buffalo &
Lake Huron. Railway and the develop-
ment of agriculture in. North Huron,
Bruce and Perth combined to adver-
tise the need of a railroad for that
territory, and wideawake financiers
built a road from Harrisburg, through
Guelph and Palmerston, to Southamp-
ton; on Lake Huron, with a branch
line from Paltnerston, through Brus-
sels, Lucknow, Ripley to Kincardine.
This road was known as the Wel-
lington, Grey & Bruce Railway, and
it opened up a large territory with
fine possibilities. Its route was web
settled with a fine class of people
whose farms were about two-thirds
cleared, and they were just in shape
to take advantage of the shipping fa-
cilities provided by the new railroad.
The road was opened in the spring
of 1875, though not quite finished,
and the writer remembers sawmill ac-
. tivity in the vicinity of Whitechurch,
Henfryn and Atwood, the ]atter point
then called Newry Station. A Lis-
towel firm owned 2,200 acres in the
f Elma swamp, and cut millions of feet
of lumber there.
Lucknow, Brussels, Ripley and Kin-
cardine made rapid strides.
A Narrow Gauge Road
In 1867, the Toronto, Grey & Bruce
Railway Company was organized to
build a narrow-gauge railroad from
Toronto to Owen Sound, with a
branch running from Orangeville to
Teeswater. For some time they had
to move slowly, but by degrees they
prevailed upon the municipalities to.
vote them liberal bonuses, and the
road was completed.
This pian of securing bonuses from
the towns, villages and townships en-
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abled the promoters' to build these
railways at Little cost to themselves,
but with a fine opportunity to make
good profits.
This southern extension crossed the
northeastern corner of Huron county
through the townships of Turnberry
and Howlett, and proved a boon to
that district, causing the growth of
Gorrie, Wroxeter and_Fordwich.
However, the narrow-gauge road
did not prove a success in the coun-
ties of Grey and Bruce, where the
snow in winter often drifted several
feet deep, and the trains were liable
to leave the track where the snow was
deep. Consequently, in 1881 and 1882
the road was changed to the standard
gauge of other railways.
The London, Huron and Bruce
The fourth railroad for Huron
county was organized by a group of
financiers in London, chief among
whom was the late Sir John Carling.
These men saw the possibilities in
building a road almost due north
from London to Wingham, through
the rich and fertile districts hi Centre
Huron. The road was planned to run
through Exeter,' Hensall, Clinton,
Blyth and intermediate pints, hav-
ing Wingham as northern terminal.
The organization was begun in 1873,
but the road was not opened until
1876. Even then the company did
not get full possession of the road,
because the contractor, Hendrie, of
Hamilton, had an unpaid claim of
$229,000 against the company for his.
work. When this debt was paid, ev-
erything ran smoothly, and the road
was a success fromthe beginning.
A great impetus was given to the
growth of the villages along the line.
When the road was opened, Exeter
was a village of a few hundred peo-
ple, but in less than ten years the
population had increased to 2,000, and
its manufacturing concerns gave em-
ployment to a large number of work-
men,
An Exeter Industry
The. elder Verity started a small
foundry in the north end, and made a
financial success of building reapers,
mowers, plows and other agricultural
implements. Exeter gave him a bonus
of $10,000, and he built a larger brick
foundry downtown, and went into
manufacturing on a larger scale. In
1888, Massey -Harris gave him an or-
der for 50,000 plows.
In 1876, Hensall was but a name,
The Pettys were farmers and drovers.
They saw their opportunity, and laid
out fifty acres in town lots, and in
the spring of 1877 they held an auc-
tion sale, selling a large number, The
village began to grow rapidly.
As in Hensali and Exeter, so in
Londesboro and Blyth. Expansion
and prosperity visited these villages
as well as all the other stations along
the line. Not only these villages pro-
fited by :the building' of the London,
Huron & Bruce, but villages like
Dashwood and Zurich, a few miles to•.
the west, shared in the convenience of
having shipping points not far away.
C.P.R. Line to Goderich
The Goderich & Guelph Junction
railway, partly owned by the city of
Guelph, and running from Guelph to
Goderich, is part of the C. P. R. sys-
tem, and was built by them with the
aim of having connection with Lake
Huron, especially with Goderich. It
enters Huron near Walton,and passes
through Blyth and Auburn, serving a
large area of prosperous territory.
The last few miles before entering
Goderich were expensive to build, ru-
mor claiming that it cost about a mil- 0
lion dollars a mile. The approach to
the town over the Maitland River was
especially difficult.
A Railway Nightmare
The Lake Shore Railway is one
more railway that has been the cause
of mare controversy and ill -feeling
than all the others put together, and
that is the one projected and partly
built, but which was never really in
running order, from Goderich to Kin- ,
cardiae. It was built along the side
of the Blue. Water highway on a
a grant of land two rods wide on the
east side of the highway, given by
the townships. The projector secured
from a number of municipalities guar-
antees of large amounts of bonds for
the building of the road. These guar-
antees were secured after much oppo-
sition,;n the townships was overcome
by a popular vote.
The guarantee granted, the bonds
found a ready market, and the road
was built. The long -since rotten tint-
bers of the culverts and ties on the
track, as well as a bridge over the
Nine -Mile River at Port Albert, caus-
ing bitter comment.
A Disastrous Undertaking
The road was almost completed, but
its sponsor disappeared. The munici-
palities found themselves saddled with
large debts that they had to. pay.
There was no relief in sight, but the
Great War helped them when the Al-
lies found they needed railroads in
France to bring up supplies. Many
utiles of light railways were built to
fill the need of moving food and am-
munition quickly. Canada supplied
much of the steel needed, and among
the lot were the rails from this Lake
Shore Railway, The amount paid for
them was received gratefully by the
townships who had guaranteed the
bonds.
Fn 1938 this debt will be paid, and
the nightmare that has been resting
on the municipalities concerned for the
last thirty years will be removed.
Notwithstanding the failure of this
last railway to materialize, we find
Huron county welt served by- the five
toads in active operation:
Every Town
Wads Industries
Every industry, be it large or small, adds to the progress and
prosperity of any community. Every such industry brings new capi-
tal to a town, and distributes this among the business men generally
in the way of wages and salaries. Everybody benefits.
Among local industries there is none of greater importance in
any contmunity than that of the local home newspaper, Not only does
it provide employment for a certain number of workmen, but it of-
fers a service to the community which could be obtained in no other
way.
In their own best interests, therefore, business men should use
their local paper for purposes of advertising, and also for the pro-
curing of their requirements in PRINTING. All business men need
printed matter of various kinds from time to time. Remember your
local printing office when in need of printed matter.
Tho Clilltoll NowsReeord
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