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BY KATHARINE SUSANNAH PRICHAl D
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CHAPTER XXXVIII.
When the broad glare of the morn-
ing sun 'broke through the dingy win-
dows of the hut, Deirdre started from
the cramped position in winch she had
fallen, her head leaning wearily
against a box.
oddeand Stoughton.
She was aghast to find that she had
been asleep. As she woke with a
startled exclamation, a hand went out
to her. Her eyes met Davey's.
It was as U that encounter in the
valley of shadows had brae -hest all
misunderstandings from the love that
was like tate sun between them. Deir-
dre had wrestled with death for pos-
session of him. Her eyes still bore the
shadow of the conflict. Davey was
wan and vanquished. He knew that
she had wrestled his spirit from the
-darkness on which it had been'drift-
ing, and the knowledge made a serene
joyousness in him.
Speech deserted them; they had no
voices to talc with. Just thee gazing
of eyes on eyes told all that there was
to tell.
Later on she went from his side and
began to move about the hut, gather-
ing the brushwood into the hearth,
raking over the ashes and, making the
fire again. His eyes followed her.
The hut was shabby and disorderly
by daylight. Conal had used it when
he was mustering, and there was a
heap' of rusty irons in the corner, a
few hoarded tins and half -empty jars
of grease on the shelves, some old
clothes, worn-out boats and green -hide
thong; behind the door. The bunk,
with its sheepskins, and a table made
of a rough hewn plank on three poles
- set in the floor, were the only furn-
iture. Deirdre found a bundle of rags
on the shelf near the hearth, and
searched for the bottle of liniment
which :she knew was kept for use if
- any of the men got a broken hand cr
a kick from a beast in the stock -yards.
Davey knew where Conal had stow-
ed these things while they were work-
ing there together. He tried to help
• Deirdre to find them. 'She was at his
side in an instant.
"You mustn't move," she said, a
compelling tenderness in her voice.
He fell back.
The touch of her hands was a shock
of joy. His face turned up to her, wan
with weakness, radiant at her near
presence. His eyes went through hers.
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"Deirdre!"
The cry was a prayer also,
She bent over him; her arms en-
circled him. From that first kiss of
conscious lovers she withdrew a little
tremulously.
"Oh, you must be still," she cried.
"If the bleeding -begins again you'll
never be Strong. You must lie quiet
night of the Wirree races. The School -
now, and Ili see if I can find some master and'.Deircitre had accepted his
food. There's sure to be flour and
soma oatmeal about "
"On the shelf in the corner by the
hearth," Davey said. "And there was
tea in a tin there a day or two ago."
She found them and they breakfast-
ed on a weak gruel and tea without
just see dimly in the broad daylight.
All the world's going dark to him,
and it's breakiide his heart—eating the
strength and the soul and the courage
out of him, to Standby and let others,
do things fee* hili',"
Consciousness of what he had done
came slowly to Davey.
"Oh, it was mean and 'cruel and
cowardly to heti him like that!" Deir
dee cried passionately, and ran out
into the sunshine after her father.
When she came back into the hut,
Davey, with a tense white face, was
standing near the door.
"I ought to be flayed alive—but I
didn't know, I didn't understand," he
said.
There was no quieting or comfort-
ing him.
"Will he ever forgive me? Do you
think he will, Deirdre?" His face was
clammy with. the sweat of weakness.
"It was more than Conal did—that.
Conal wouldn't have done it."
Deirdre went for the Schoolmaster.
He came into the but again. He and
Davey gripped hand's, Then the
Schoolmaster led him to the bunk
again and stretched hiin out en it.
"It's all right, my boy! All right!"
he said brokenly. "You lie still now
and let Deirdre look after you,"
Davey's vigorous youth rebelled• at
the days of idleness which followed.
The wound knitted quickly; his weak-
ness vanished' as it mended.
Gopal had disappeared. No one
had seen or heard of him since . the
disappearance as silent proof of his
having fired the shot that had almost
cost Davey his life.
When they went back to the shanty
Steve talked incessantly about Canal..
Although no more had been heard of
mills. She had helped Davey on to M'Laughdin, and the threatened raid
the bunk against the wall and spread had never been made, he was, not easy
the sheepskins under him when the about that . half hundred head of
Schoobnaster and Teddy cane into the newly -branded beasts in the Narrow
yard. Farrel carried a bag of food Valley paddock,
At the end of the week Davey took
and a couple of blankets strapped to
his saddle.
Deirdre 'net him out of doors. The
sight of her reassured him. She told
hint what had happened during the
night --of Davey's long stillness and
insensibility, and of Canal's coming n
few hours before the dawn,
The Schoolmaster went into the hut.
"Father says"—Deirdre went
straight to Davey—"he doesn't believe
it was Conal fired that shot at you."
Her eyes went out to him troubled
and beseeching.
"I can't help thinking it was, my-
self, though I'd be glad not to. He's
been such a big brotherly sort of man
to me always, Oonal, and it hurts to
think he could do a thing like that."
She continued after a moment,
"Father says, Conal came in after
you'd gone last night. He'd been
drinking, but his voice told him that
he didn't do it, As soon as he knew
you'd come after me, the way you
were, he rode out after you for fear
!you mightn't have been able to reach
'here. Do—do you think it was Conal,
Davey?"
Davey turned his face to the wall.
He could not bear to' hear her defence
of Conal—her solicitude and desire to
think well of hint in spite of every-
thing. Ile had no doubt in his own
mind. The memory of that whistling
shot from the dark trees, the agony
of his long ride through the hills,
came back to him.
"All I know," he said bitterly, "is
that I was looking for him before I
left the town to tell him what mother
had told me about the raid MeNab and
• the old man and McLaughlin were get-
ting up. At the Black Bull they said
they'd been baiting Conal—about me
t -,and he'd gone out looking for me—
I promising to do for me. Some one said
!he'd gone to the store. I went there
and Joe Wilson told me he'd soon
Canal riding out an hour earlier. 'I
thought I'd catch him up on the road.
It was from the trees by the creek
the shot came, and Red took fright."
"There's nobody else got a grudge
against you, Davey?"
"Not that I knew who'd want to
settle nye that way. McNab, of course,
hasn't got any love for me."
"You went up to the store and
straight out along the road past the
Bull?" the Schoolmaster asked.
"Yes, but I'd seen McNab in the
bar a couple of minutes before. It
couldn't have been him."
Farrel threw out his hand with a
gesture of doubt and disappointment,
"Deirdre says she's heard Conal say
that he'd do for you, Davey," he said,
"but slie didn't think he meant it. Just
his hot-headed way of talking! MeNab
must have maddened him, filled him.
up with drink. I can't tell you how it
goes against the grain toi believe he
could done a thing like this, and yet
—it looks like it"
"Was he back when you came away
this morning?" Deirdre asked.
"No," the; Schoolmaster replied.
"Ask him when he comes in, wheth-
er he slid, or didnot fire at Davey,"
she said. "I'll take his word. Will
you, Davey?"
"Yes." Davey's tone was a little tin-
certain,
The Schoolmaster went to the door
again.
Davey called 'him back with a rest
leas movement.
"What are you going to do about
.a those beasts?" he asked querulously:
"They're better here than at 'Steve's,
but of course if M'Laughlin gets a
tracker it wouldn't take him long to
fired them. Teddy's got there in the
four' -mile paddock this morning, but
s they ought to be moving."
"Perhaps Conal"—the Schoolmaster
Even a sick child loves the "fruity" began. '
•lasts of "California Pig- Syrup " If the "Oh, yes, -I forget, Conal -he'll take
lathe stomach is upset, tongue coated, them"
of if your child 10 .cross, feverish, full Wavey fell back,
oL cc1d or has colic, a teaspooutu1 will "Why can't you take then' your -
never fail to open the bowels. In a few self?" fro inquired.
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thoeoughly it works all the censtipa- a »foment.
tign.po.s�on, sour bile and waste from litJost my laugh', e
he said, with f
little gradnng s, and Turned out of
the bit between his teeth.
"I'm going to take that mob to the
Melbourne yards," he said. "We can't
run them any longer in the Valley."
"It's too risky, Davey," the School-
master said. "MeNab's too quiet to
be harmless, and there's only one man
could run the mob with safety."
"And that's Conal?" Davey asked.
"There's riot a men in the country
like Conal ,with cattle. He knows
every by-path and siding on the
ranges. Then he's hail -fellow -well -
met with the men on the roads..
There's not one of them would give
hien away," the Schoolmaster said.
"I could run them." The line on
Davey's mouth tightened. "And safer
than Conal, I've been thinking. Some
of the cows have father's brand oh
them. Most of the calves ought to
have the D.C. by rights, I suppose.
They've got the cut of our Ayrshires,
though Conal's done the double M's
pretty neatly on them.
"What's the old man's' will be mine
some day, and so they're in a sort of
way my cattle too. --I can say, I don't
think Ayrmuir had any right—not
much anyway—to them, if we couldn't
get them. The old man wouldn't risk
a couple of horses on the off -chance.
Bosses and Morrisons lost three
horses when they had a go for 'en.,
besides there isn't a man on our place
could have yarded them. Conal got
them. We were with him. You can
hold hie share for this batch when I
bring it to you. But I'm going to
drive, saying they are Donald Cam-
eron'e cattle. So they are, most . of
them, I'll be drivng nay own cattle
as a natter of fact, though it nifty be
realizing on the estate,' a forced Ioan
zoite Conder, little bowels and groes You
a self, playful ebil-itegairt.
Deirdre's eyes sparkled with anger.
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from the old many you may say. My
name will carry me tltrough and when
the deal's over I can make it right
with father. I'm going home."
"Can't think what Conal means,
leavin' 'em so long," 'Steve muttered
irritably.
"We can't have them en our hands
any longer!"
Davey's voice was short and irrit-
able too.
"You're right, Davey." The School-
master spoke slowly, thoughtfully.
"What you say makes the getting rid
of them mind easy, but I hardly like
the idea of—"
"Taking your share, after - the way
'I've put it?" Davey interrupted. "But
as far as I'm concerned they're Conal's
beasts, and yours -and mine—because
we got them. Nobody else could', and
i they weren't any good to anybody eat-
ing their heads off in the hills. But
for all the world, it's as if I had con-
tracted with you to do it on behalf of
the estate. Ayrnnuir gets a third of
the peofits. I'll !hand` it over to the
old man -and as likely as not he'll be
glad enough to see it, for a couple of
dozen breakaways and scrubbers he.
never exsected to make a penny out
of again." -
The Schoolmaster's gesture of nn -
patience was one of resignation also.
"It's a specious argument, Davey"
he said, "'but I wish to heaven you'd
kept clear of the whole business."
That evening •Davey called Deirdre
and they wandered down the hillside,
watching the sun set on the distant
edge. of the plains that stretched,
northwards and inland, from the rise
beyond Steve's.
"I'm going to -morrow," he said, and
told her of the promise he had made
his . mother. "I feel it's up to ine to
carry this job through, but when it's
over I'm coming baek—going home.
When I come back will you marry me,
Deirdre?"
"Yes," she said simply. "But if
you'd only give up -going, Davey!"
Davey's face had a look of his fath-
er for the moment, a sombre obstinacy.
"There's something in the game,"
be ,said. "You're on your mettle to
carry it through when you've begun..
But you needn't worry. I'll be all
right. My story'il be good enough if
there is any trouble."
Deirdre sighed.
"But I can't bear the thought of
your going," she said. If only you
wouldn't!"
(To be continued.)
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The Nazareth.
The olives girdle Nazareth,
And Pars away the great sea shines.
The adglit-Wind when it whlspeu'bth
,Bears in its heart a dream of, pines.
And nearer with their bloom -perfume
Are rosy drifts• of almond bloom,
Sat the hill town of Nazareth
Lies dully sprawling in the Sun,
And all its round of mortal breath
Is meaniy said and meanly done.
(Oh, never, so the Prophet sa.lth,
Measles comes from Nazareth!)
The Elders quarrel 1M the street,
And there is -cruelty and pride; ..
And save for one low ,cot and sweet
'Tis even as the world outside. •
But there, "Thou'rt weary, mother
• mine;
Use thou niy feet iuetead of thine;'
Old Joseph, tolling manfully
At joiner's tasks from clay to day,
Looks up with. world[ -worn eyes to see
Strong Bands that bear those tasks.
away.
"My yoke is done, thine soon shall be;
Take thou thy rest and trust to me."
The swarming children strive and cry,
And one fella hunt, a puny thing
Unmarked save by I3is pitying eye
And eager hands that resouo bring.
"Like as a mother aomforteth,"
Ie soothed that child of Nazareth.
Blind Reuben sits outside ,bias door
And lifts Ids wan face to the dight,
"S'ha'd he go darkly evermore?
Fatima., let mo give back his, sight!
Not. yet? Even so then let it be,
Bat speed the day for bdm and me."
Thus pass the slow years ons by one
Beneath that lovely thatch o•f brown,
Till all the tender tasks are dons
That lit the squalor of the town.
Incarnate love more strong than death, 1
The Christ fares: forth from Nazareth.
(God help us all in Nazareth).
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pre in 4The hotel lounge. Something it
Ma voice, however, as Ise e'hatted in-
Riissian, caused nee to look up. '
"Who tete?" I asked a waiter:
"The'smokiest man In the world, sir
-Andre Ratouobeff. He Is twenty'
years of age, and only twenty-six inch.
es in ihefght. He often comes hn here
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I, deLermdned to know them, iyritet
a I onion newspaper man.
The ssnalest man in the world la
one of the most fascinating persons I
have ever met. His Tread scarcely
reaches the level of au ordinary table.
Fie wears a minute monocle, and on
his fourth finger, which is the length
of 011 ordinary man's thumb -joint,. a
tiny ring In wbleh is an exquisitely-
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H1s•. clothes are of the latest cut.
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bone buttons which' fastened his jacket
!rad been -specially made for him.
Ratoucheff has an extensive and up-
to -date wardrobe, I trembled as a
large dog belonging to the proprietor:
of the hotel brushed by the 'osair on
which he was seated That dog could
have annihilated 1tini.
He is smaller.lha.n any child. of four,
yet be is an iutell;gont, cultured man
and a great artist. He speaks no Eng-
• list, but in French and German he is
as fluent as iu his own language.
This tiny man comes from a colour
of twenty-two Russian midgets, many
of whom had to fico from the Bolshe-
viks '
Isis parents are normal people, and
he is one of the phenomena of humani-
ty ter which there is no accounting.
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When ho spoke to me his voice as
as 'Nigh pitched and flute -like as, that of
a child. '
Wherever he goes he takes his own
set of furniture. He would he. smoth-
ered in an ordinary bed and drowned
In au ordinary bath A complete suite
—bed, bath, chairs., table, dressing -
table, client of drawers, writing -desk,
and tiny ladder ---accompanies him
everywhere. Itis whole outfit could
be fitted into a small trunk.'
The midget's foody though the carne
lrind as that eaten by an ordinary man,
is less in quantity than a baby would
need to keep It going Chicken, neat,
puddings, Fruit, milli, wines --anything
will forte part of the meal—but when
the little man helps himself from a
dish 1't isdifficult to see whether the
quantity bees been roamed at all.
' Midgets Never Live Long.
An average meal would be a piece
of meat an inch. square, •a quarter of a ,
potato, a small amount of cabbage,
and as much soup as could be poured
into an dkg•cup. This would be follow•
ed by a coffee•saucer full of pudding,
a couple of graves; or a tiny piece et
apple.
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and larger than that of his six-foot
fa thee.
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me, with indifference, that midgets set-
d'om expect to 11vo after thirty-five
years of age, by which time they are
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corruption of 'mars," a nlelevolent de-
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spt.
TVirib'e.n \ye Say that something is "not
worth a rap'! most of us• imagine that
a "rap" means a rap of the knuckels.
But the oligiu of this phrase dates.
from the days. of George I., when. the
"rap' was ct counterfeit coin . often
passed 017 fora half -penny.
The exareesio r, "0don't care a fig,"
comes from. Italy. 'Mae word flg is de- -
rived from "flee," the Italian equivalent
Lox a soap of the fingers.
At one, time bakers' were fined so
heavily for giving short ii'eight• that
they threw ill nit extra loaf tb be sure
they %rem on tive safe side—find so
we got the phrase, "A baker's. dozen,'
Nowadays e "lahtestookIn:g" mean4 •
a woman who is devoted to atudy. Ii
hes nothing to do. wlth•hosiery. But
In the sixteenth century tiliere:existeci
in. Paris and Venice societies' of learn-
ed women who wore b•riggllt blue stosn'
ings 10distinguieb them from the lost
matured members of their sex;
- Song.
f saw your faeeTbut yesterday,
And yet it seems to leng., 00 lung;
Since then the hottrs'har a lapsed away
Cvitiout: a. Snaag.
When i heho1s1 S our is c s again.
'There wail he nothing to deplom;
'Twill ho as szuriignt after rain;
A uti .i si 05 e more!
—0Minton Seoll rrd„
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