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T -IE SEAFORTH NEWS.
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THURSDAY, JULY 13, 1933.
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M'A!dam listened, almost reverently, The boy ceased sucking the 'sweet,
as the bell tolled on, the .only sound inland looked at her, the corners of his
the quiet Dale. Outside, a drizzling mouth drooping pitifully.
"Ye're no gaein' awe mither?" he
asked, his face` all working. "Ye'll no
leave' yer wee laddie?"
"_Ay, laddie, a'wa'—rest awe'. He's
calling me." She tried to smile; but
her mother's heart was near to burst-
ing.
"Ye'dd tak' yer wee Davie wi' ye
nvitherl" the child leaded, :crawl'ing up
toward her face.
IT'he great tears rolled, unrestrained
dawn her wan cheeks, and M'Adam,
at the head of the bed, was sobbing
openly.
"Eh, ma bairn, ma bairn, I'm sair
to leave yel" she.icried brokenly. "Lift
him for me, Adam."
'He placed the child in her arms;
but she was too weak to hold him. So
he laid him upon his mother's' pil-
lows; and
illows;and the boy wreathed his soft
arms about her neok and sobbed tem-
pestuously,
;And the two lay thus together..
(Just before she died, Fiore' turned
her head and whispered:
"Adani, ma man, ye'il ha' td be
mither and father baith to the lad
noo"; and she looked at 'him with ten-
der conlfidence'in her dying eyes.
"I wall 1 afore God as I stan' here
II wall I" he 'declared passionately.
Then she died, and there was: a look
of ineffable peace upon her faoe,
"Mither and,father baithl"
The little man rose to his feet and
flung the photograph from him. Red
Wull pounced upon it; bat (''Adam
leapt at him as he •mouthed it.
"Git awa', ye devil l" •he screamed;
and, picking it up, stroked it lovingly
with tremibling 'fingers,
"Maither and father baithl"
How had he ,fulfilled his love's last
wish ? How !
Oh God1"—and he fell upon his
knees at the table -side, hugging the
picture, sobbing and praying.
iRed Wull cowered in the far cor-
ner of the room, and then crept
whining up to where his master
knelt. But MIAdana heeded him not,
and the great dog slunk away again.
There the little man knelt in the
gloom of the winter's afternoon, a
miserable penitent. His gray-fleokad
head was bowed upon his arms; his
hands clutched the picture; and he
prayed aloud in gasping, halting
tones.
"Gia me grace, 0 God! 'Father and
mither 'baith,' ye said, Flora—acrd I
ha'na dome it, But 'tis no too late—sty
it's no, lass. Tell me there's time yet,
and say ye forgie me. I've tried to
bear wi' him mony and mony a time,
But 'he's vexed me, and set himself
agin me, and stiffened my' back, and
ye ken hoo,I was aye quick to tak'
offence. But I'MI mak' it up to him-
mak' it upto him, and main. 1'11 -hum-
ble mascl' afore him, and that'll be
bitter enough. And I'll be fa'the'r a'n'd'
mither berth to him. But there's bin
none to help me; and it's bin sair
wi'oot ye, And --lint, eh' lassie I'an
we'aryin' yet"
main was falling; the snow dribbled
down the hill in .muddy tric'klets; and
trees and roofs, and windows dripped.
And still the bell tolled on, calling
up relentlessly sad • memories of the
long ago.
It was on just such another dreary
day, in just such another 'Decemb'er,
and not so many years gone by, that
the light had gone forever out of 'his
life.
The whole picture rose as instant to
his eyes as if it had been ;but yester-
day. That insistent bell brought, back
the scene surging to him: the dismal
day; the drizzle; the .few mourners;
little David decked out in black, his
fair 'hair contrasting with his gloomy
clothes, his face swollen with weep-'
ing; the Dale hushed, it seemed in
death, save for the tolling of the bell•
and his love 'had left him and gone to
the happy land the 'hymen books talk
of.
IRed'Wull, who had been watching
him uneasily, now came up and shov-
ed his muzzle into his master's hand.
The cold touch brought the little man
(back to earth, He shook himself;
turned wearily away from the 'window,
and went to the door of the house.
He stood there looking out; and all
around him was the eternal drip, drip
of the thaw. The wind lune], and
again the minute -bell tolled out clear
and inexorable, resolute to recall what
was and what had .been,
tWith a Choking gasp the little man
turned into the house, and ran up; the
stairs and into his room. He dropped
to his knees beside the great chest
in the corner, and unlocked the bot-
tom drawer, the key turning noisily
in its socket.
In the drawer he searohed with fe-
verish fingers, and ,produced at length
a little paper packet wrapped about
with a stained yellow ribbon. It was
the ribbon she had used to weave on
Sundays into her soft hair.
Inside the packet was a cheap, heart
shaped frame, and in it a photograph.
Up there it was too dank to see.
The little man ran down the stairs,
Red Wull j'o'stling him as he went,
and hurried to the window in the kit-
chen.
It was a sweet, laughing face that
looked up at him from the frame, de-
mure yet arch, shy yet roguish—a face
to look at and a face to love.
As he looked a wintry smile, whol-
ly tender, half tearful, stale over the
little man's face,
"Lassie," he whispered, and his
voicewas infinitely soft, "it's fang
sin' 'I've daured look at ye. But it's
no that ye're forgotten, dearie."
Then he covered his eyes with his
hand as though he were blinded.
"Dinna look at me .sae, lass(" he
cried, and fell on • his knees, kissing
the picture, hugging it to him and
sobbing passionately.
Red Wull came up and pushed his
,face compassionately into his mast-
er's; but the little man shoved him
roughly away, and the dog retreated
into a corner, abashed and• reproach-
ful,
Memories swarmed back on the
little man.
It was more than a decade now,
and yet he dared barely think of that
lats evening when she had lain so
white and still in the little' 'room
above.
"Pit the bairn on Inctbed, Adam
man," she had said in low tones, 'I'll
he gaein' in a wee,wh'ile noo. I't's the
clang good -by to you—and him."
IHe had done her bidding and lifted
'David up. The tiny boy lay still a mo-
'ment, looking at this whiteefaced mo-
ther whom he hardly recognized.
":(Minnie!" he called piteously. Then,
thrusting a ,small, dirty hand into his
,packet, he pulled out a grubby sweet.
"Minnie, ha' a sweetie—air o' Dav-
ie's sweeties!" and he herd itout anx-
iously in hiswarm plump paint, think-
Mg it a certain cure for any ill.
"Eat it for mither," she said, smil-
ing tenderly; and 'then: "Davie, ma
heart, I'ni .'Ieavin' 'ye." .
Alone,in the pew ,behind, David
M''Adarn in ,his father's coat,
The hack of the church was' packed
with farmers from the whole .(larch
Mere Estate; friends ,from 'Silverdale.
and Gramntoch-town; and nearly ev-
ery soli in 'W;astrel-tiale, come to
show their synvpathy for "the living
and reverence kr the dead.
At last the enol carie in the dreari-
ness of the .little churchyard, and
slowly the mounters departed, until
at length -were left only the parson,
the Master, and Owd Bob.'
The parson was 'speaking in rough,'
short accents, digging nervously at
the wet ground: The other, tall and
gaunt, his face drawn and half—
avert-ed, stood 'listening, By his side was
Owd Bob, scanning his 'master's
countenance, a wistful compassion
deep in the lad gray eyes; while close
by, one of the parson's terriers was
nosing 'inquisitively in the wet g'rass.
Of a sudden, James Moore, his face
still turned away, stretched out a
hand. The parson, broke off abruptly
and grasped it. Then the two men
strode away in opposite directions, the
terrier hoppingonthree legs and
shaking the rani off his hard coat.
(David's' steps sounded outside. M'-
t9'dam rose from his knees. The door
of the house oipen•ed, and the boy's.
fees shuffled in the passage,
"David!" the little man called in a
tremulous voice.
IHe stood in the half-light, one hand
on the table, the other clasping the
picture. His eyes were bleared, his
thin hair all tossed, and Ile was shak-
ing.
"'David," he called again; "'I'v'e
sodnethin' I whish to say to yet"
The boy burst into the room. His
face was stained with tears and rain;
and the new tblacl: coat was wet .and
slimy all down the front, and on the
elbows were green -brown, muddy
blots. For, on his way hove, he had
flung himself down in the Stony Bot-
tom 'just as he was, heedless of the
wet earth and his father's coat, and,
lying on his faee thinking of that sec-
ond mother lost to him, had wept his
heart 'out in a storm of passionate
grief. •
New he stood defiantly, his hand
upon the door.
"What d'ye' want?"
The Little man rooked from him to
the picture in his hand.
"Help' me, Flora --he'll no," he
prayed. Then raising his eyes, he be-
gan; "I'd like to say-el've bin think-
iit'—I think I should tell ye -it's no
an easy thing for a man to say—"
He broke off short. The se'l'f-impos-
ed' task was alinost more than he
could accomplish.
He looked .appealingly at David.
But. there was no glimmer of under-
standi'ng in that -white, set coun-
tenance,
"0 God, it's moist mair than I can
dol" the little man muttered; and the
perspiration stood uponhis forehead.
Again he began: "David, after I saw
ye this afternoon steppin' doon the
Again he paused. His glance rest-
ed unconsciously upon the coat. Da-
vid 'mistook the look; mistook the
dimness; in his 'fat'her's eyes; mistook
the tremor in his voice.
'"Here 'tis( tak' yo' coat!" he cried
passionately; and, tearing it off, flung
it dolwn at his father's feet. "Tek' it
—tan d—and—curse yo'.
)He banged out of the room and ran
upstairs; and, locking himself in,
threw himself on to his bed and sob-
bed,
'Red Wull made a movement to fly
at the retreating figure; then 'turned
to his master, his stump -tail vibrating
with pleasure.
But little WiA'dam was looking, 'at
the wet coat mow lying in a wet
ibundle at his feet.
'"Curse ye," he repeated softly.
`'Curse ye -ye heard hint, W'illie?
A 'bitter smile crept across his face.
He looked again at the picture now
dying crushed in his hand.
"Ye dannla say I didna.try; ye,canna
ask rile to agin," Inc'muttered, and
slipped it into his pocket. "Niveragin,
Wullie; not if the Queen were to ask
Then he went out into the gloom
and drizzle, still smiling the same
bitter smile.
Ali'ter the scene on the evening of the with his thong dealt ih+e' dog n ter-
funeral` there could be no ,alternative'rade sword like slash that raised an
but' war 'for all time. The little nian angry ridge of red 4roun,blip to s'hon•1
had attempte,d to humble ,himself, and der; and was twenty yards dawn the
been rejected; and the bitterness of road before the,little man's shrill
defeat, when he had deserved victory, ,curse reached this ear. ,d•golwmed in - a
rankled like a' poisoned barb in his hideous 'bellow.
H.e stood C[p :and lashed • the ,colt,
who} quick on ;'his legs for a , young
WI, soon settled to has gallop. But,
glancing .over 'h].s sh'oulder, he saw a
hounding (florin Iladhind, .catching hint
as though he 'were walking, His ',face
'turned sickly white; be 'screame'd;,Ire'
flogged; he looked ib'ack Richt 'be
+nea+th the tail -board Was the red
devil in the dust; 'while racing 'a fur-
long ibellthad on the turnpike road twos
the mad (figure of IM',Adlam,
The ,smith 'struck b'adk and flogged
forward. It was of no 'avail. With a
tiger -like 'bound the 'Murderous :brute
leapt on 'the flying tralp.. At 'the sihiock,
of the great body the 'Icolt 'was thrown
violently oaf his side; (Kirby was toss-,
ed over the 'he'd'ge•,' and !Red' Wull
'Pinned 'beneath the debris,
.IM°Aldan had time Ito rush' sup and
salve a traigedy.
"I've a 'mind to luvi'fe ye, Kirby,"
he • (panted, as he 'ban'daged the
smith's broken head.
(After that you May F'be sure the
D'alesrnen 'preferred to swallow in-
sults rather than to risk 'their li'ves;,
and their impotence 'on:ly served to .fan.
their hatred to white 'heat.
'The 'working methods Of the antag-
onists were as 'contrasted as their, alp-.
ipearances. Rn a wood, the 'one cam-
pelled where the other "coaxed,
His enemies said the Tailless Tyke
was rough; niob even 'Ta'm'ma's' den-
ied 'Inc was ready. (His 'barn was as
big as his 'body, and he 'used them
both to some purpose. "As 'quick as
a cat, with the 'heart of a lion -and
temper of Nick's •self," 'was Pearson
ILeggy's 'deccrup�tiotl
(What determination, ,could effect,
that could 'Red Wall; hut achievement
b'y inaction—suipremest olf 'al's strate-
A'dant," he said. sternly, "than, an' it gies' �wa's not "Inc 'him. In 'matters of
had not bbs for me, D'av'd's'd ha' 'the subtlest, lhan'dling, 'where to act
left you years agoneand 'twould 'a'nythin'g exoopt tiudifferonce 'was to
no'b'but Ina' served yo' 'right, I'mlose, with sheep restless, fearful fore-
thiukin'." bodings 'hymned to them by the
The little man was 'beaten on ;his Panic 'hovering unseen above them,
awn ground, •so Inct:changed rfronit, when .an ill-considered movement
"Diana 'shout so,anon—I 'have .ears spelt catastrop'hethen was 0wd Bob
to hear. IFiorbye ye irritate (Wullfe." o' IKenanvir incomparable.
The Tailless .Tyke, indeed, had ad -1 - Men 'stil'l tell how, .when the squire""s
vented from the [fireplace, and now new :thrashing -machine ran amuck. in
stood, huge and 'hideous, in the very i Graanuno'chtawn, and 'Inc some mm-
cenre of ,the room, !There ,vias utas the market Square Was a turb'u'1-
dis-
tant 'thunder in this throat, a tlureatFent 's'ea 'olf :blaspheming nen, yelping
upon his (face, a 'challenge in, everyl dogs, and stampeding sheep, only one
'wrinkle. Atvd the 'Gray IDbg stole flock stood calm as a mill -pond by the
gladly out 'froh'behind his'mastdr tol'btrll-ring'watching the riot with al -
take up 'the gage Of 'ba tee. i•niost complete indifference. And in
iStnaighgtway there was silence; 'front, sitting between them and the
tongues ,ceased to wag, tankards to istornt, was a quiet gray d'ag, his
clink, Every 'malt and every dogwas,mo'uth stretched in a capacious yawn:
quietly gathering about 'those two to yawn wa's to twin, and 'he won.
centra'! 'figures. 'Not one of them all l When the 'worst of the uproar was
but had his score to wipe off against over, many a glance of triumph was
the IT'aill•ess Tyke; not one of 'bhenfishot 'first at that one still pack, and
but 'was burning 'to join in, the battle' then atlM:'tAdant, as' he 'waded thorough'
once begun. And the two gladiators 'the disorder of 'huddling sheep.
stood looking past one another, muz-I "Andwheer's your Wullie two ?",
zle to muzzle,'each with is tiny'flas'h'asked Tupper, scornfully.
of teeth glinting 'between 'hes lips. I 'tWeel," the little man answered
'But the fight Was.,not to Ibe• for the with a quiet •smile, "at this minute
twentieth time the Master intervened he's kiliin' your IRasper:'d'oon by the
"Bob, lad, codm in!" [he called, and, 'pum'p." 'Which was indeed the case;
bending, grasped his 'favorite 'by ,the for big blue IRasper had interfered
neck..with the great dog in the perform-
IM'Ada'fn laughed 'softly, fiance of 'itis duty, and suffered ac-
"Wull'fe, 'Wulllie, to mei" he cnie'd, cordingly.
"The look o' you's enough for 'that ., ,
gentleman." I ISprin'g passed into summer; and the
"If they gat fightlin' it'll no be Bob 'excitement as to the event of the ap-
here I'll 'hit, ',['warn yo', 'ivllgda'm," iproachi'ng Trials, when at length the
•said the Master grimly: rivals would be pitted against;one an -
Gin sae miu,ckle as touehed lW ul-' other, reached such a height as odd
lie d'ye 'ken wthatt akt do,"'James !Jonas:Maddox, 'the •Octogenarian,
Moore?" 'asked the little man very could hardly recall.
smo'obhly, I .m'awn in the Sylvester Arm's there
Yes — eweeer," the 'other replied, was almost• slightly a con'flic't' between
and strode out Of :the 'room .amid a .M'!A'dam and 'Mott -nes, spokesman 'ot
'roar of 'derisive laughter at M'Adam's!the Dalesmen. Many a long-dra'wr
expense. 'tout of •words 'had the two 'anent 'the
IOwd Bobhad now attained well- respective merits and 'Cup iohanices of
nigh theIpenfectio.n of This art '; 'Pars red and:gray. 'In 'these duels Tamtnas
Leggydeclared roundly that 'his like 1 was usually • 'worsted, 'His temper
had not been 'seen 'sin'ce ;the days of 'wou'ld get the'better.'o1 his discretion;
Rex 'sons of 'Rally. Among the Dales-'an:d''the ', cynical debater wound be lost
men isa was 'a heroic favorite, his in the'hot-tongued partisan,
pnow'ess 'and !gentle :w'a'ys 'winn'ing' During t'hes'e encounters the others
Irian 'friends on every hlan'd. But the would, as a rule, maintain a rigid sit -
point that told most ;heavily for 'hint ence. Only ,whim their champion waswas that in all thingshe was the very heiuig +beateat, and it was time for
antithesisof !Red 'W'il'l.' strength olf voice ito vanquishstrength
Barely a man in the country=side of argument, they 'joined in right los_
but awed thatferoc'i'ous animal` a Lily 'and roared the little man down,
grudge; not'a 'mien Of them all who for el the 'world Like 'the gentlemendared gay it. !Once ILou•g ''Kirby, 'full who rube 'the Emlpire at Westnrin'is'ter.
of beer 'and valor, tried to settle his
account. 'Conning . on Lld'Ad'am and (To Be Continued.)
Red Wall ass 'he was 'driving • into
1Grammoch-town, 'Ise 'hent over and Send us the•names of your visitors.
•
It was a dreary little pibcess'ion
that wound in the drizzle from Ken-
ntmir ' to, the 'litt'le ,Dale Ohunch. At
the head stalked James Moore, and
close behind David in his meagre
coat. While last of all,as if to guide
the stragglers in the weary ro'ad, came
Owd Bob.
There was a full ,congregation ' in
the tiny church now. In t'ha squire's
pew, were Cyril Galbraith, Muriel Syl-
vester, and, most cons'pi'cuous, Lady
Eleanour. Her slender figure was
simply draped. in gray, with -gray fur
about the neck and gray fur edging
sleeves and jacket; her veil was lifted,
and you could see the soft hal- .;]taut
her tem;pdes, like waves breaking on
white cliffs, and her eyes' big with
tender sympathy as she gl'an_ed tO''-
ard the pew upon her right,
For .there were the mourners from
n
Kemu tiir; :the' 'Master, tall, grim ,'and
gaunt; and beside him Maggie st'iiv-
!rig to he calm, and little Andrew, tlhe
miniature of his father,
Yet the Beat ,of his indignation was
directed' not against David, but
against the Master of henn2uir. To
the influence and agency of James
Mooreheattributed his dis'convfiture,
and . bore himself accord''ingly, I'n
public or in private, in tap-roomor
market, he never wearied of abusing
his enean y,
"Feel the lass o' 'his wife, d'ye
say'!" he would cry. "Ay, as nvu'ckle
as I feel the lass o' my hair. James
Mobre can feel naethin', I tell ye, ex-
cept, a'iblins, a mischance to his mees-
eraible dog,,,:
JW
res the twomet, as they often
mast, it was always MlA'diant''s en-
deavor to betray his enemy into i an
unlwor'•thy lex'pres'seion of feeling. But
James Moore, sorely tried as he of-
ten was, n'ev'er gave way. He met the
little man's sneers with a quelling sil-
ence, looking down' on his asp -tongu-
ed antagonist With such' a contemptflashing from his blue -'gray eyes as
hunt his adversary more than wd'rds.
Only once was he spurred into re-
ply. Lt was in the tap -room of the
' 1lalesmvan's Daughter on the 'occas-
ion Of the big spring fair in Gram -
=eh -town, whets there was a goodly
gatheu'ing oil farmers and their dogs in
the xoom.
I'M'Adam was standing at the fire-
place with Red Wull at his side.
"It's a noble paint ye play,, Tames
Moore," he pried, loudly across the
ro'o'm,"settin' son against father, and
divfdin' hoose against hoose. It's wor-
thy o' ye we' yer chundhgoin', and
yer psalm-sin'gin', •and yer godliness."
The Master looked up from the far
end of the rooan.
"Happen yore not aware,. IV -
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Burton found a 'little gray-haired fig-
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At the little man's head .lay a great
"Yo' • beast!" said the righteous
publican, regarding the figure of his
best customer with fine scorn. Then
catching sight of a photograph in the
little man's han'dt
"Oh, yo' -re that sent, are yo',
foxy?" he leered, "Gia us a look_ at
ter," 'and he tried to disengage the
picture from the ot'her's grasp. But at
the a't'temipt the great dog rase, ;bared
lois teeth, and"assum'ed such a diabol-
ical expression that the big landlord
retreated 'hurriedly behind the bar.
"Tiwo,' on ye!"' he shouted viciously,
rattling his heels; "be'asts baith!"
CIHA1PTIE'R. IX
'M'Adam never forgave his son'
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THE McKILLOP
Mutual Fire e lnsurance Co,
HEAD OFFICE—SEAFORTH, Ont
OFFICERS
Geo. R. McCartney, Seaforth - Pres.
James Connolly, Goderic'h - Vice -Pres.•
Merton A. Reid, Seaforth-'Sec. - Treas.
AGENTS:
W. E. Hinckley, Seaforth; John
Murray, R. R. 3, Seaforth; E. R. G.
Jarmou•th, B'rod'hagen; James Watt,
Blyth; C. F. Hewitt, Kincardine;:
Yeo, Hblmes'vilbe.
DIRECTORS:
William Knox, Londesboro; George
Leo,rshardt, Brod'h'agen; James Con-
nolly, Goder'icit; Alex. Broad'foot, No.
3, Seaforth; Robert Ferris, Blyth;
George McCartney, No. 3, Seaforth;
john Pepper, 'Brueefiel'd; James Shol-
d'i:ce, Walton; Thomas Moylan, No. 5,
Seaforth.
Parties desirous to effect .insurance
or transact other business, will be
prom'p'tly atten'ded' to by applications
t'oany of the above named officers ad-
dressed to their respective post
offices.
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the soldier, the fis'herm'an; the lumber-
man, the ant -door laborer :and all who
are exposed to injury and the ele-
ments will find in Dr, Th'om'as' Ec-
lectric Oil a true and faithful friend.
To ease pain, relieve colds, dress
wounds, subdue lumbago and over -
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Therefore, it s'houl'd have a ,place in
all home medicines and be amongst
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