The Seaforth News, 1919-04-10, Page 3'oT E 1E S S
f Before at Was TQo. Late She Dissevered 1041, to Tie Dant hter
to the Pagan.
BY KATHARINIE HENRY.
As theday for Helen's vacationme with questions: Did I think Helen
eve near her father' talked about. looked as well as usual? Had t any
r more and more, and my own idea why she went away again? Could
.hougllts -kept pace with his. We' it be that elm was threatened with a
dreadful illness and had gone
to a sanitarium?
were very much in love with this only
daughter of ours, and proud of her,
too, Wheii she went away to board-
ing school "our house had lost its
soul" and we were•indeed lonely. We
took the teacher to board but no one
could make up to us for the' bright
face and sweet voice of our daughter.
How we counted the weeks and then
the days as her vacations drew near,
and how we envied every minute of
those vacations spent out of our
sight! It was then that. she and I
formed the habit of working together
—baking, cooking, sewing—what-
ever happened to be the day's pro-
gram. It was a pleasure to work
with her aside from companionship.
She was so jolly and she had such
a capable way of taking hold and dis-
posing of a job. Unconsciously, I
can see it now, I got into .the habit
of depending on her for help in more,
and more of the work.
I had always counted on having
her back in the home when school
days were over; but her father
agreed with her that she had a right
to make her own way in the world
and live her own life, just as her
brother Charlie did, and I still have
only her vacations. So this summer,
as the day approached, I planned to
make 'her favorite dishes; but each
day I also remembered some addi-
tional piece of work that I wanted to
accomplish while she was at borne to
help me. I stocked up well with fruit
Jars, jelly glasses, muslin, cambric,
and crochet yarns. I brightened and
aired her room but the day she came
I was so busy putting up pickles that
'I simply hadn't time to go to the.
garden for an armful of her fai'orite
:flowers.
One day when he was in the midst
of these 'questionings, a touring ear
stepped at our gate and an elderly
gentleman and his wife, city friends
of Helen's, inquired for her, They
were mach surprised that she was
away.
"Why, she said she was -going home:
to do nothing but rest for four whole
weeks, and that's just what she ought
to have done."
"At Mountain View? Well, it's a
nice camp but I can't think of a
lovelier place to rest than right
here,"
"Site works too hard. The whole
office force has come to depend on
her. I hope she'll take a thorough
rest and get back some of her color."
"She speaks so much about you
and your home. I should love to see
the wild grape vine on the oak tree
over the spring, and her maple tree,
and the fern woods."
These 'are some of the words that
came back to me over and over again,
after my guests had gone, and each
time they stabbed deeper. I was glad
her father had not heard some of
them.
I could not sleep that night, and as
I sat by the window looking over the
moonlit lawn, I took fierce pleasure in
punishing myself. "She was going
home to do nothing but rest." No
wonder her eyes filled and her lips
were eager to protest that first night
when I brushed aside her inquiries
about friends and rehearsed the list
of work to be crowded into her va-
cation. For the first time I realized
that I had been looking at her va-
cation from my point of view, with
She looked very stylish and pretty little thought of her wishes or needs.
as ohs ran up the walk to meet me, When her brother Charlie comes
'one afternoon this last August, but I home we all realize that he has come
to rest; but more and more I hdd
allowed Helen's vacation to be filled
noticed that she was pale and thin-
ner than usual.
That evening as we sat on the with hard work. There was little
porch looking at patterns for a leisure for the piano, and her dainty
crocheted spread I answered her! dresses .hung unused in the closet
'questions about the neighborhood and while she was at home. I scourged
her friends, and my mind was on the myself with definite details of the
work of the next few weeks. I told work we did during her vacation last
her that I was expecting Aunt Liza year, and the year before. No wonder
and Mrs. Cooper for a visit, that the she had taken refuge in a camp. How
plums and pears evould soon be ready could I be so_.thoughtless with this
fdr canning, and that the sewing daughter for whom I would readily
give my life?
I did not allow myself the Iuxury
of tears, but before that night was
over I had thought to some purpose.
The next morning I told Helen's fa-
ther I wanted to go shopping, and
that evening I wrote a letter, a part
of which I will quote from memory:
Dear Helen:
Prepare yourself for surprises.
Your father went to Burlton on busi-
ness this morning,a'fid I went along
to see the oil stove he has been talk-
ing about. He has just sold the
timber on "the knob" for a nice price,
so I suppose we felt reckless. At
least we made a day of ,it. We bought
an oil stove like Mrs. Martin's, oven
and all. No more coal fires before
September.
P
ember.
Then while your father
lawyer's office I wanders
a furniture store—with c ,
to wit: a gem of a sewing,
$65. (Now the old-timer
as Charlie, goes to Widow
porch swing, a hammock,
window screens for the
"and other articles alto
numerous to mention."
Clara Lake is with me
place and she's a jewel.
a picnic, especially as I'v
put up very little fruit.
good prices in the mark
have so much left over
year that I hesitate to use
Clara told me that Jen
is doing plain sewing sin
was hurt, and that she h
do while the farmers' wives
busy; so this evening I g
the entire lot piled on
room table and father too
to her. She was so pleas
all that work that my con
n't trouble me for buying
sew-
ing machine and then giving
out. I'll use the machine n
was in- the
d around. 11
lire results
machine
just as old
Cory); a
door and
living room
altogether too
in Lucy's
I'm having
I've decided to
It 'brings
et and we
from last
the sugar.
Jenny Parsons
since her foot
as little to
are so
gathered up
the sewing
k me down
ed to have
science did-
n't new the
'table was piled high with work, When
1 mentioned that Lucy, the maid, was
going away for two weeks while she
was at home to help out, a peculiar
flush crept into her face and she
raised her head to speak, but check-
ed herself. All this I recalled after-
ward.
When she went to her room, though,
I knew she was tired, she wrote sev-
eral letters and sent them in the early
mail with the market pan: Next day
while we were cutting corn to dry
she said, "Mother, you'll have to get
some one else to help while Lucy's
away. I'm going to a girls' camp
for three weeks. Perhaps you can
get Caroline Hull."
When I began to put lay "disturbed
thoughts into to w
g ords she said quietly,
"Don't try to talk me out of it,
Mother, please; I'm going." I saw
that her mouth was strangely set and
that her eyes were full of tears.
In three days more she was gone,
and my plans for sewing and canning
and all the rest were somewhat
knocked on -the head. She was more
quiet than usual those three clays and
sometimes I thought she was un-
happy. Was ,it possible that the war
had laid its cruel hand on some ro-
mance of hers and she was trying to
hide her sorrow?
As the days went by I was more
and more disappointed at not having
her with me and her father haunted
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No. 2. Father says if there's any
danger from malaria or typhoid near
camp you are to come home. He really
seems worried. I am not worried,
but of course I'd love to hays you
home. I am lonely, -Mother.
Writing that letter was the hard-
est job I had done in many a day,
How could I tell her enough to lure
her back home, yet avoid giving rise
to uncomfortable questions? Sup-
pose she found dot that I postponed
Aunt Liza's visit? Her father's
message, however, was genuine, and
she would never know that I had put
the idea ,into his head.
That evening when I picked tip the
farm journal, almost the first words
that caught my eye were these:"
"There is a swimming hole in the
brook for the boys and one for the
horses; there is a sheep dip in the
meadow—we have no bath room!"
How often had Helen coaxed me to
have stationary tubs and a bath
room!
Now that my eyes were open they
were open uncomfortably wide,
especially at night. The memory of
Helen's hot, tired face- as she filled
fruit jars over the coal range, took
away the pleasure I might have had
in my new oil stove. My piles of
beautifully sewed linen..were.no
longer a source
g of happiness. I began
to plan another letter when, glory be,
I received a post card: •
"Home Saturday, 2.45 train. No
typhoid, but mosquitoes!!"
That left two whole weeks of her
vacation. Didn't I fly around to get,
the work aside before Saturday! I
put her room an perfect order, one
rose bud on. her table, but I thought
best not to go to the train. I needed
to move carefully.
May I be forgiven for all the white
lies I told during the next two weeks!
I told Helen that Clara and I could
Work better if she stayed out of the
way in the morning; there was little
work done in the afternoons. We
went to the, fern woods "to gather
roots for a wild garden that I want to
start under your maple tree;" we
chatted for hours on the porch pre-
tending to sew; we went in the car
with father when he had errands in
town "so that Helen might learn to
drive;" we spent one rainy afternoon
among our attic treasures.
Helen watched me in amazement
more 'than once. The afternoon that
we took snap, shots she suddenly sat
downs on' ea log and said,. "Mother, I
can't understand you this summer.
You seem perfectly well and yet I
never saw you so deliciously lazy in
all my life."
'Perhaps I am perfectly well be-
cause I am so `deliciously lazy,' " was
all the reply I could venture.
Now that Helen has gone and the
weather is cooler I have plenty of
time to boil into jellies.the fruit
juices that Clara canned; and if L
have a few jars:less than usual what
of it? I have more now than we
can use, and the fruit was given
away. Besides, it is .a question of
values, a few jars more or leas, over
against my daughter's health and
companionship.
I would not exchange the memory
of those two weeks :for all the rows
of jellies and the crocheted counter-
panes we could do in a year, Daugh-
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1918, was 326,948,
An Easter Tea.
This is to be a jolly informal af-
fair on Easter Monday, given for a
bunch of high school lads and lassies.
The invitations will be on egg-shaped
cards and just a big letter "T" used.
When all have arrived the hostess
will start this game:
T before a girl's name forms a cat.
Tabby. •�
T before a beverage forms a story:-
Tale.
toryTale.
T before a craft forms a small pie,
Tart.
T before a shower forms a line of
cars. Train,
T before foolhardy forms rubbish.
Trash.
T before a request forms labor.
Task.
T before a gun forms something
trivial. Trifle.
T before regret forms sincerity.
True.
T before everything forms height,
Tall,
T before rest forms to plague,
Tease.
T before a mistake forlps fright,
Terror.
T before humor forms to blame,
Twit.
T before finish forms watchfulness.
Tend.
T before competent forms a piece
of furniture. Table.
T before embrace forms a crimi-
nal. Thug.
T before a useful plant forms a
river of Scotland. Tweed.
Easter.
Dull and clark was the day
When the Lord was crucified,
And weary and long was the way
That led to his bleeding side;
But he rose again
For the world of men
Who had crucified Him in their
folly and pride. d
And Easter Morn shone bright
In the glow of a sun -lit sky,
When the dullness of yesternight
Was lost in the gleam from on
high,
And the tomb where he lay
But yesterday,
Was filled with the light that never
can die.
Oh, Christ, who has suffered for me,
Who has lived for my sake, among
men,
Who has died for my Iove, on the
'Tree
And has risen in Glory again,
Teach me, I pray,
On this wonderful day,
The rapture of living for Thee,
And of doing"Phy will among men,
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BARBARA'S F (EY id
Pt iit ;.
•
The Easter ,chicken, did not 1kr
what it was to have 'a mother.
was hatched out in an incubator w
a family of eighty little downy yell
chicles. • He was dried out by
chinery and was placed under a lar
'brooder which was alivays the ale
temperature, and he was fed aceol
ing to rule, so, of course, he ths-iv
Then, with about twenty at his kin
he was shipped to a bird ate
awaiting the Laster sales,
It was fun .strutting` up and do
in the window, screened in by w
' netting, picking up corn. meal a
grovel, and the little chick so
learned to chirp out .hia oontentme
but it was not i cozy as where
had slept before under the big war
c
er, and so at eight all the little chicl
huddled closely together to ke
war's,
In the other large window so
rabbits were hopping about, but t
chickens could not even get 'a ahemof the bunnies, although both rabb
•
OF ,FESTiV'ALS;
so he hopped boldly over and begs
He to sniff at the carrot and he tried t
ith kibble it, but he found it was not real
OW In di gust he jumped up and brushe
rea- against the white rabbit, ,ind'as he
ge did no lie stepped on the tail of the
ht toy, and instantly the toy rabbit
d ' rained his ears and lifted' the, carrot
ed. This was too much for Pink Eyes
id, and with trembling whiskers h
re, sprang to the far corner o'.f the box
and laid down as still as though he
wn: were suddenly frozen into' marble,
ire "That is a strange fellow.' I della • like him much," he mumbled to Mari-
on i self.
nt, In the chicken yard next door Lit-
he tie Chick was brushing close to the
zm-' downy duck, for Little Chick missed
s his av:.rnr friends, but the downy duck
ep was cold, and poor Little Chick hop-
ped over by the toy chicken in such
me' haste that toy chicken toppled over
Ise! oil his unsteady legs and his head
se, rolled off and out dropped some tiny
its dandies. Little Chick was so sur-
prised that he scolded sharply,
"Cheep! Cheep! Cheep!" but after a
time he picked up the candy and
swallowed it like gravel.
The next day Barbara could not
understand why her rabbit kept away
from the toy rabbit, nor did she know
why the toy chicken had lost its head
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Easter, reminds us of the :greatest
d: tragedy that the world has eve?'
witnessed. One sad day nineteen
hundred years ago, there was led
through 'the streets of Jerusalem, like
a common criminal en his way to
execution, Jesus Christ, God manifest.
in the flesh. Roman soldiery were the
executioners, bet the Jeittish poploia
tion were behind tide deed of horror,
The Hill Calvary was the scene of
the apparent collapse of God's plan
for th'e salvation of lost leen. The
cause of evil seemed to have triumph-
ed, the forces of righteousness to
have been overti'zrown, God Himself
to have been'dethi'oned. No darlcbr
hour ever dawned than that When
the Divine Sufferer cried: "My God,
My God, why hast Thou forsaken
Me?" If we should leave the story
at' this point we should despair of
goodness ever triumphing, or justice
ever ruling.' in the universe,'. of God
ever conquering the forces of escl,
We need to pass that day of clerk
nese, traverse the neat one with its
goesbionings and sorrow, and doubts,
and reach the morning of the third
day, where once more we meet with
Jesus—the Jesus who has burst the
bands of death, the 'Jesus who is
triumphant over the grave, the One
to Whom all power is given. It is
then that we realize that evil may
triumph for a time, but, it cannot
triumph forever. God is on the
throne, and righteousness will event-
ually obtain the victory.
Easter, the Queen of Festivals, the
day of heart -healing. We lift our
eyes from far away graves- where
sleep the beloved dead to the hills
whence cometh our help. They, the
life, the lovingness that constituted
them, are not there. He who died
for others will not leave in the chill
earth these who, taking up their
cross followed bravely, boldly, freely
after Him, giving the last drop of
blood from their gallant hearts that
men might have life, ay, and have
it more abundantly.
Resurrection.
And I saw a new heaven and e
new earth; for the first heaven and
fihnt earth were passed away.—Rev-
elation
way: Rev-
elation xxi., 1.
The Lord God said to His angel: "i,et
the old things pass away.
They have helped the earth with
slaughter; their sin obscures
the day.
Roll up the night as a curtain; let
the stars fade one by one:
Out of the face of the heavens My
anger shall blot the sun.
For the man I made and breathed on,
filled with my breath of breath,
Hath sown' the seas with hatred, his
skies are dark with death.
The babe is slain at the bosom, the
babe who beholds My face;
A welter of woe lie leaves it—the
dream of My love and grace.
and chickens attracted :a big oro
to the windows each day.
The day before Easter a big m
stopped in front of the bird sto
He gazed longingly' in at the rabb
for some time and then he watch
the chickens. "That little fluffy chi
is so cute," he said half aloud, "I'a
sure that my little Barbara woo
love him for an Easter gift, but ma
be she would rather have a bunn
When I was a boy I loved rabbit
but then I was on a farm, and we h
plenty of chickens, too. I guess
will buy her a little white rabbit a
that tiny fluffy ball of a chicken, too
Soon the big man was onhis wa
home with the downy chick in a litt
box with slats across the front a
with a white rabbit in a basket o
his arm: He was as happy as a bo
with his. Easter presents for his li
tie girl, but when he reached horn
his wife said: "Why, what shall
do with a live chicken and a rabb
in a nursery? They will be such
nuisance! Now, see these Easter to
I bought for Barbara, •She will. lik
them just as well,"
And then the mother showed som
bright cantly eggs and an Haste
rabbit which looked like a real rab
bit, for he was covered with whit
fur and he stood on his hind legs, an
if you pushed his little ball of a to
he would raise his front paws to hi
mouth, and he seemed to nibble
toy carrot, She also had a ams
duckling, all soft and fluffy, while
had once been alive, but now wa
stuffed for an Easter gift, and sh
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ck
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Id off and her Little Chick stood so far
y- from it.
y, Not very long after that a very
s, happy•little girl and her pets were
ad, moved out to the father's old homeI! in the country for the summer.
nd i An old rabbit hutch was built over
and Bunny Pink Eyes had a mate,
y, and by and by he became the father
le' of a large and happy family, and
ii' each baby bunny was a delight to
n Barbara.
y Llittle Chick was put out in the
t- chicken yard, only now he had grown
el so large that he was not a little chick
wa,
.any more. He found a mother hen
it who at once adopted him into her
a' family of chickens, who were all
toy • about his size and age. He became
e one of the best chickens in the barn-
yard, and even when he was quite
e large he liked to roost close to his
✓ mother at night and keep warm near
her warm feathers.
e Barbara was very proud of her,
d Easter pets, and could always point'
it out her Little Chick, although he '
t
s looked exactly like many of the other
a young roosters, and she always knew
II her own pet Bunny Pink Eyes, al -
eh though many of his young family
s grew to look just like him.
e 0--
had a little yellow chicken whose hea
came off and inside were many ams
candies, I
The father looked at all the cand
store toys and then he said: "Wh
I was a boy on the farm I array
had rabbits and chickens and othe
and I am sure that Barbar
will like these."
"Yes, she will surely like them,"
said the mother. "But pets in a city
home and pets in the country are
Very different."
However, the next morning the fa-
ther was rewarded by a joyous cry:
"Oh, father! Oh, mother, come here
quick! The Easter, bunny has come.
right into my room and has brought
me my eggs and all of these toys,
but he is real! See how white his
fur and his ears are lined with
pink and his eyes.look like pink
marbles. I shall name him Bunny
Pink Eyes. I wonder how lie got in
here!"
"Cheep! Cheep! Cheep!" chirped
the yellow chick in the corner, as
much as to say, "Why don't"you look
at me?"
The little girl rushed across the
room and found the fluffy chicle peer-
ing out through the slats.
"Oh, you darling Iittle thick you!
Did the Easter bunny bring you, too?
How did they get an here? Oh, mo-
ther, may I keep them?"
"Yes, dear, if father will take care
of them for you. He !'brought them
here for you, and now he must fix
a. home for them, until we all go to
the country, and then we will ;take
them back where they belong."
The little girl hugged her father
and said: "You knew just what I
wanted, for you have told me about
your pets on the farm, and now I
have some real pets of my own."
Soon the father was busy building
over a packing box Into a rabbit
house, and he screened in a part of it
for a small chicken yard, and Bar-
bara brought some water and some
carrots and lettuce and celery to
Bunny Pink Eyes and some corn for
Little Chick, as Barbara named the
chicken, andshewas so busy all day
with her pets that she hardly took'
time to notice her new Easter toys.
But that night when she was going
to bed she petted the toy rabbit and,
pulled his'tail and laughed when his
ears sprang up, and she played WithI
her toy chicken and duck. "I like
my new toys, mother, but after all
they are only pretend, and real pets
are the best."
When she was ready for bed she
went back once more to Iook at her
pets. "I am afraid poor Little Chick
will be lonely," site said. "I think
I will put the toy duck and chicken
in his house, and I will put the toy
rabbit in withBunnyPink Eyes for
the night," and, suiting the action to
the word, Barbara left her toys with
lser pets and went to bed and to
sleep.
In the corner of his playroom the
white rabbit sat up in his home and
stared in surprise at a silent white
rabbit that never moved. Then he
saw, that hie roommate held a carrot,
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a Btevene, Peterborough. Ont.
SEED CORN
IIIA L. GreARArd - Windsor, Oat,
Alms County
Address
WW FURS I will pay high-
est market price
for 8417211CRATs and Ginseng Root.
22 years of reliable trading..
Reference—Union 'Bank of Canada.
White for Tags.
N. SILVER, 220 St. Paul St. W.
Montreal, P.O.
W 1®T ale'30 L
RABBITS &
BROILERS
Better quality preferred,
WRITE FOR PRIC]GS
STANFORD'S, Limited
128 Mansfield St. - Montreal
VARICOSE VEINS?
wear This Nun -Elastic zoom Stocking
SAN/TART, as they may be
washed or boiled.
ADgUBTA.BLE, laced like a
legging: always fits.
OOM5'O2lTAEr,E, made to
measure; light and dur-
able.
0001., contains No Rubber.
1,500,000 SOLD
HOONOOSxaa1, oast 22.10
each,or two for the same
limb, 20.es postpaid.
Write for Catalogue and
Salt-Moasurernent Blank,
Cornets rimb Specialty Ce.
814 Now Birks Bldg..
Montreal. P.O.
What Ads Your Horse?
Does he lose
desk in spite ba
good feeding?
or your horse
has a rough
staring coat,
low spirits,
poor appetite
(though some-
times eating
faysnnusly),of-
rIh stenhowcbsur. es, ananyd
other signs of
mysterious lack
of condition,. it
is likely enough
to be worms --
what he needs is
DR. A, O. DANIELS
WORM KILLER
combats intdestroys the stomach'
worm, pin worm and tape worm, or
any of the 00 or more worms that
Infest horses.
Thisremedy costs- only 00cents,
with 6 cents for posta
Bend us your dealer's ge, tea:rite and we
will prepay postage on your order.
DR. A. C. DANIELS Co., Limited
Dept. W.L. Knowlton, eget,
"Love was the dower I gave him,
love the light of his days,
Love the core of his being, lore and
the upward gaze.
Hate is the meat he feeds on, hate is
his daily bread;
His drink is the blood of his brother,
whom Cain hath stricken dead.
I said to the man in the Garden,
'Where is thy brother, Cain?'
'Am Ikeeper?' mybrother's h
ee er. now
P
comes the answer again."
The Lord God said to His angel:
"This thing is accursed arid a
lie;
It loath sinned from the law I gave
it, and surely it shall die!
"The beasts of the field are patient,
the birds rejoice in song,
But what is this thing of blood lust
and where does it belong?
Lo, I shall establish a judgment; Let
the old things pass away;
They have heaped . the fields with
slaughter; their sin defiles the
day.
They have laid on the weak sore bur-
dens, on the just their whips
and the ban:
For a handful of crimsoned silver
they have kissed the Son of
Man.
Roll back the scroll of the heavens;
from out of the womb o,f birth,
Conte forth new heavens untainted;
copse forth, renewed, the
earth!"
The Message of Easter.
This is the meaning of Easter—
that though my body change and pass
away Iike tine bulb of the growing
lily, there is a Life Beautiful within,
that, like the lily's blossom, shall one
day "appear" but, unlike that earth -
born blossom,' has a life that passeth
ttot away. The bulb must be planted,
inust be watered, the soil must feed
it, the gardener must cherish the
tender thing or from its heart no
stately blossom can appear. So must
we nourish and cherish that which is'
to our earthly bodies as the lily chal-
ice is to the bulb. If we would know
Life, we must encourage and develop
that within us which lives—the Life
Beautiful!
Easter.
I 'got me flowers to straw Thy way,
I got me boughs off many a tree;
But Thou wast up 'by break of day,
And brougltt'st Thy sweets along
wi,
Yet thoughth Theemy flowers be lost, they
say
A heart can never come too late;
Teach it to sing Thy praise this day, ,
And this day my life shall date.