Loading...
HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1923-06-21, Page 6Those Who tri It apans GREEN TEA Ii a01 it iS green tea in perfection-freSh,'dlealfl a and ffilavorY. Senperier to the finest Japans you:evea° tasted. by Grocere. PART II. I rate done with Podner—the little fel You can't argue with woolen or men l low-Podner, whom I had . left . in For a second I was ready like Podner. His imagination was: charge? h eked to the idea of guarding my: to spring at him, to choke the truth location and anything that appealedtout of him, and the Winchester grew to his imagination plumb tickled him. steady as a rock when hhim my old e saw my I finally ook_him to the vein, gave, tho>ht. eines" I asked, trying to e m Pvoice steady "what did you fi htin cock that ever hit the moan -do to my noires? I staked this loca- K g tion and you know it; I left my pod - tains; feeling that he was sacrificing ilei' in charge. If you've hurt him I'll himself and his' poem to a generous skin you alive. Jump my claim all idea. That was Podner all the time. you want, but. tell me about my pod - Foolish? . Of course. it was. But nen. What have you done with him?" somehow, the memory of his standing -%Nobody was here when I lit," he guard forme, his soul crying out for answered, his face showing me .plain the poem and his heart giving it up that he was tellingthe truth. "I ain't for me, well, it made my legs eat tip seen hide nor hair of a human in the miles between me and Ozone, made thirty miles."'lely heart sank low as Diver sore as the itch. Just 1 looked helplessly about; the great three days took -ire to town, got ire rough. country around me menacing outfitted, and ready for the return i the little fellow. Then a light lit up trip- ,the fellow's eyes. "Hold on!" 1W And all the way back I was chicle, - called, as I started to walk off. "I did ing for joy at thinking of Podner's', speak to a runty, long-haired lunytic sacrifice. Doc used to tell me he was' dancing like a tarantula, down to. Red; a selfish little prig and I an old fool, Mesa. I spoke to him, but \ie didn't and I was happy to think of what Doc see me. Plumb logia, he was.' would say when I told him of this. Sudden, as you go round the Davit's, keep y ONE. OF THE SEASONS SMARTEST FASHIONS 4365. Here is a charming model, with costume blouse and two-piece flare skirt. The neck is finished with the popular ` "kerchief" collar. The sleeve, may be finished with a wrist ength "peasant" portion, or in the newest "short" length. As here shown orange color canton crepe was used, with band of black crepe; embroidered in orange floss. This is a good, model for linen . and pongee. The Pattern is cut in 7 Sizes; 34, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, and 46 inches bust, measure. A 38 -inch size will require 61/ yards of 36 -inch matei,'ial-for the! dress with long sleeve and the blouse in full length. In shorter sleeve and, blouse length the dress will re wire It was near the end of the sixth aftei- noon that I sighted land -marks and knew I was close. Then a bullet whined over my head, singing a most uncomfortable tune. I laughed still, as I rose, seeing the surprise on Podner's face, but the laugh wandered off somewhere else as I found my eyes staring into the black holes of a - Winchester, and 1t.hind that hole, into the toughest, black -bearded pirate's features I'd ever seen. "You're wandering on my location, stranger," he growled. `Vamoose molly pronto!" "You're location like hell!" I came The Tor6nto rfoupltai for' . Incur.. able** In aPti]latton with Bellevue and Ailfed Il.orr:pltalc. New Y.orlt. Caltn- offers a three years' Course of ing to young women: having the re - qui red education, and, deslroua' of be• conning nurse. This iiospitcui: has,. .;clot 1 x] the t1a it -hour s'y item. Tho pipilo recelve uniforms of the School it monthly ollon.ince'a and trovelllntl yzi en 1.y to-.agri'rrom New York. For 1'urtter information apply.' to tin Su pert ntirnTent. I heard it that I can't seen to' locate ill my head."' I grinned,: for 'I thought . I` knew what was pestering him, and read it over once more, finding more wonders in it, forgetting the man across the fire, seeing the woman clear. He reached out and. took it away when I'd finished,' spelling it out slowly, shaking his head as his dirty thumb traveled down the lines. "Nary mention of her," he'mutter- ed, looking at me queer. `But, strang- er,- there's a woman in this.thing somewhere. ,I11 puts me. in mind of a woman. I married once back in Crip- ple's old days'—" He didn't make a trove as .I sprang in Loudon for examination of its ap•. to my feet, my hand jerking by in stinet toward the 'left arm pit where Parently `luminous .properties. It'was I always stashed my gun. His face Found that it closely resembled arti- was looking into mine, a curious ex- fioially prepared salts of uranium, and � pression on it. And, in that second,' that its luminosity was due to its spoil- feet per I Irnew hien for Joeplllwood, the ono taneous radioactivity. taking a third, but' it didn't do much good. ' Gold ain't everything it's comfortable, and it's nice to baye. it turning gut evely riinute.t" It gbt Pod ilea well -I hear' how he's making a trip around the world. He had his hour and it was a big one, picture in all the papers, name on everybody's lips; actors reciting his poetry. , But it. Ain't spoiled him a bit—not a mite. Me and : Joe each got, his book,, couple of years back and right on the first page he'd written, "To my old pardner." They're lying in our desks in our Little Podner offices, right where everybody can see them. Think of his writing that to us -"To my old pardner l He still calls me and Joe pardners—his pardners. Famous,, too—Podner is. (The End.) Light Giving Mineral, The people of Cornwall, in Eugland, aver that at night there may seen there a faintly' shining mineral among the rocks rejected from the mines. That this is not pure imagination on their part has been proved by scien- tific investigation. A specimen of the mineral -autunite, which is oleo found in Wales, was sent to a scientific body HALF -LOAVES Fi'om the London Times I1' to a common experieno✓for a man to Elul himself faced with. the nese sity of choosing .whetllerhe shall tulle ���� 19@81' ()Jaws- at office what Ito can get, or, at the risk liheraES, �ilidp��fp W§h of missing oven that, shall: go on stain- ing tor' all that he would like to get, WiltIGL,EYS. The dilemma is sometimes seen-rm Inn Sound teeth, al good almost national scale, At ane time appetite and proper people "want eight' and "Won't wait"; aat another they sniff at sixpe ee off difiestloat meant MUCH the income tax because they are bent to your health. on getting a shilling. The choice con- fronts the business man daily, and is ' pu' tFC°F EYa'S, is ' said to cause. greats.earchings of heart hellper iiia:alit- this on Elie Stook Exchange, No man, in cvorlata. a pleasant,,, deed; can keno to escape ft. B�enelilcialg;Ee>K-me-up. Popular philosophy, with a worldly wisdom which some find sordid, de. � Sjda`ai1r 1 e P,, Clares unliesitatiiigly for the bait -loaf, /A Ei70�aD— fearful of the bi+eadiess alternative: But men will always be found who,.'egard- less of the probabilities of acquisition and digestlon,,would rather chase the whole hog, than' eat the halt -loaf. Some .° do so because, though they would hate to be called greedy, they like a lot; Sound at the rate of 1.,142 others because they are born gamb- lers, and cannot„resist the temptation 1 and left him there—proudest little 1 51tt yards of 40 -inch 'material. The width of the skirt at the foot is 21/,t' yards. Pattern mailed to any address on receipt of 1.5e in silver or stamps. Write the Wilson Publishing Co., 73 Adelaide no West, Toronto, I'd prayed to meet up with for twenty years. "Sit down, Pete,” lie said quietly. "We'll wrastle is out. I banked your fires dirty,'Pete, but it's tough t' love Little Wille came running into the a woman,, . "Where is she?" That was my one house, stuttering in his excitement. thought and it came quick. "Mother," he panted; "do you know He threw his big hands in a wide Archie Sl:oan's neck?" gesture that might have meant any- "Do I know what?" asked his mother. thing. It riled me bad, for you don't "Do you know Archie Sloane neck?" hanker after a woman twenty years repeated Willie, as I had, seeing her always before "I .,now Archie Sloan," ' answered you, hearing her voice always close at .thepuzzled mother. "so I suppose I hand, without getting shaky when must know' his uecic. Why?" you meet the man who stole her away, „Well," -said VPillie; "he's just tell especially. When he makes gestures' that might mean anything. into the water up to it" Insinuating. I asked, cold and sley deliberate. If pare. aris washed with hot water "No -a ambler" he answered,, instead of cold it retains its flavor sad -like. "He was gambler," the Green' and is easier to. chop. .1 Light in Anaconda -Frenchman by Minard's Liniment foe Coughs d. Colds Getting at the Truth. name of `Froggy' Poret, soft spoken , land perlite sorts cuss." He hauled out his pipe and, after, fillingher up, t see the pouch across I to mand tn we smokeand studied the fire, the embers. Right Over the tent where Podner slept; the Iong-I c ce can e a s ar was inning, Slide, I came upon him. He was sit- wicked dl of t b and 1 felt•my eyes moving away from the fire, watching it. I' felt pretty; good inside, somehow. Joe Ellwoocl. was talking, slow,between puffs at his pipe. "Pete, me and you picked "a woman' what naturally liked men who were soft spoken and sorta perlite. Because we wasn't them things she run away; and we thought it was her fault—and the man's. Strikes me, +we ought t' 1 get along pretty fair, bein' as we're' kinda alike. Shall we split this here mine three ways?" ale was on his feet, walking round the fire to me, his band out full length, paha up. 1 When we'd sat down again, filling up our pipes and drawing steady, Joe jerked his thumb in the direction of the tent. "Th' little feller's too forgetful fox ting as .I'd seen him sit so many days, sitting as I had lefthim mornings and man could fight' you and he can't fight as I would find him nights --facing, me. Stay . here until I call you." Red Mesa. His back was hunched' Funny how he knew the reason he over- Igot things when I'd never been able. Soft, I slipped up behind him,' hat- , to. Ile was weak, and strong men ust na- ing him for sleeping—sleeping while fit im so my location was being jumped; sleep -1 y , ould thadhtohike himhe Stay? Of ing there away from my location course I stayed. Podner had 'a way which he'd volunteered to guard,' of getting what he wanted. I stayed against my return. Worthless, a loaf-. there, my mind burning up with pie- er, an ant! Doc had told me, had' tures of that black bearded pirate seen his real nature Doc had been dancing .on the little fellow's frame, right and I was an old fool Ile knew my feet itching to get inside that tent. Doc did, why the paper pad was al- The breeze was getting ,a file -tip edge back quick, cussing myself as I re- mays empty. I picked it tip from the on. it wlsile:I waited, then this claim collect leaving my new gun back with sound, sneering on the little fellows jumper threw aside the fly of his tent Hell Diver, riled at knowing my own back. But the pad wasn't white now, and waved to ire. helplessness, wasn't empty. It was covered with Don't know why, reckon it must "Vamoose,"he repeated, rocking the writing, writing which I started to have been the ' old- pirates manner, gun in 'my direction. I've got this read sneering on the back of the 'made me step soft as I looked inside. location staked neat and business-like.manwho slept three miles from the At one end of the tent was a table and this country,, Pete," he said. 'We'd Just wander on till I see what your location he allowed to be stolen. And o11 the table was a candle and beside better stake hint back until th' mine Pack looks like." then I sneered no more, nor I didn't the candle was Podner's poem. -Pod- gets t' paying his dividends " He putt- ° Little ants nests of nerves began hate no more, for I was reading Pod- ner was occupying the' shakedown in ed away at his briar quite a while, tickling the back of my neck while ner's poem- the corner, one aim thrown across his then laughed. "What's wrong with the icy fingers played along my spine, Everybody knows it nowevery chest, the: holy sort of look on his face Little Podner fer han.ae t' th' for a thought—a horrible thought- one's read it; but they don't know'it, which I knew so well. His breath was mine?" he asks. 1 hit me between the eyes as I looks.- never have read it as I did—Podner coming and goings deep and strong . That's about all. Podner kicked at on his ugly face. What had this pi- 1 sleeping there, worn out and happy; as any one's, his lips sinning gentle - Red Mesa blazing at my feet, and off like. a ways, the black shadows folding up The fellow who had stolen my claim the lnountalned wilderness of burning put his fingers on his lips, tiptoeing to night and there was the poem in my kat higher mi Podner's neck, then Lifebuoy is the purest,, most wholesome soap that canbemade. The remarkable quali- ties of Lifebuoy have been proven in allcli• mates,all occupations, on every kind of skin. Lb66 rocks and tucking them away for the, the shakedown and hauling the b an - hands that took it all—Red Mesa by stepped' to the table and took up the day and by night and Red Mesa now, pad where Podner had written his and chucked it all on a piece of paper' poem. not much bigger than a patch in my"Reckon we'd better build a fire out. pants. All the colors of Red Mesal side," he whispered to the. "The little were on that piece of paper; every feller's plumb wrestled hisself out, rock in Red Mesa was there; every! fightin' fer you. ravine, canyon, hill, valley of Red) "I've been making medicine with th' Mesa was on it; the Lord,, .as he;little feller," he said, after we'd built chucked Red Mesa out of heaven,was the fire outside and'sat a -long time caught in the act. But that asn't' in, silence. "He's been beggin' me t' all. As 7 read it; S could hear the' give back your location,:tellin' me how tinkle of a burro's bells, could see a it happened. Have you read it?" he burro's mallet head poking round the asked, holding out the pad of paper corner of a gorgeous ledge—and it with Podner's poem on it and waiting, wouldn't have been Red Mesa without till I took it. I ain't what you might a burro. And that ain't half. Though call educated," he goes on embarrass - there wasn't a word ,about woman in ed like. "Th' little feller' read it out the poem, there wasn't a word of it loud once—would you mind doin' it all that wasn't woman, didn't snake agin, stranger? I had a notion when me see woman. It was Podner's wo- man—the woman he'd seen looking in the book store window, with tear - mists in her eyes which she didn't know nor care about. For she had read the poem which was in my hands, the woman whom he had seen in his mind and only there, the ideal wo- man he was calling to in the poem. And because she was the woman he had never seen, the woman who was in his head, the woman he was call- ing, she was my woman, too. She was the woman I had seen, the woman who was my wife, the woman I had been calling back twenty long years. Not ; a word of woman in the poem, mind you, and it was all, woman, my woman to me; everybody's woman to every- body -and that's why everybody likes it. so. She was there all through it arid 1 could' see her, feel her near me _-the woman who had run away with Joe Ellwood., I must have made a noise for Podner suddenly straighten- ed, his startled eyes meeting mine; then his voice came out, frightened, husky: "My God! The claim, the location! What is it? What ` " "Poi going back, Pete," he said quietly. "If your locationhasbeen jumped, I'll get it back for you. I'm stronger now." All the three miles I argued, plead- ed with hind, pointing out how nothing could be done, as how this claim jump- er could' pot us as we came on him. But as I said before, women and "men like Podner ain't reasonable. When we got in sight of the location, the tent the claim jumper had, thrown, he made inc stop, - meLAP.EN5 nnarram,.. "Stay here, Pete, until I call you. Ilanlllton and winning 1f the location is lost I'll get it back. ti Yon are strong and.I am weak; the id inard's. Liniment for Corns and Warty Our Free Booklet of Engravings Is spurs for 1710 naklas. It elves. particulars 01 haw yen can obtain The Plaint Inrtrumont The World Produces. AT • FACTORY - PRICE Cash or Credit. 00 days' fres trba In Mc atm home. Imperial Phonograph Corp. Dept, R., Owen Sound, Ont. Established 20. years. travels second. r- Easy'runeehe .Mowers that cut brazor-like keeneaS. ASniartb Mower will keep your lawn 'trim endneat Thenoug4•e/ighte,absedikdy guarom'eed, At your hard- ware ardware dealers. JAMES SMART PLANT BROCIWILLE ONT. a ..'^;: ,s^�t*f ;tin's. •.St"'11� si.?4'9M` f" 'Iii 0tr. 50 t1 J It's s OOPIa ..+✓ , g. e tem that make n taker J'�.,1 vath their meals. Must- ard take id. cli helps to assimi- late aids c I of and h c it is a good habit to late ire i '' for every meal. acquire. 1 ... it freshly ;�r hr I_ rv• � , i tF`j:��- k _ CANADIAN , ALL 'fiROUGK -s'irfcc f851 awe ieSUE No.25-'23. tele elinCIMMEWIZEISSLMEMII mto riore:sk all on the hence of winninghe The out-and-out idotilis'. is In t same case. He will not take Ices than s the whole; even to rest in the h..lf•way ) house 11 to halo to adn against the i.311t. ]3is picture of li" "a design in now and ink," and he is discomfited by t.:a reality, which knows no absolute, but is an affair of every gradation of shad- ing 'Starting from widely sepaeat-1 poliits, the gambler and the fanatic thus have a rtxcnge tendency to meet in a common fate. Botu play double or quits with'the lords of life, and both, siming at all, hit nothing. The "naught at all" of Ibsen's Brand may have re- sults as disastrous materially as' the last tbro-w of the most reckless. dicer. Happy in Striving to Attain. , But thatis ilea to say that there Is no place for the ideal. Itis needed to keep aspiration alive and to spur men through the heavy gong of a benumb- ing tendency to acquiescence. It is only a. question of recognizing that, like .all else In nature, even the Ideal Is not attained per Bettina, It cannot of itself bridge tine gulf between start- ing point: and goal. Plain livingis wanted to eke out high thinking. Pins without means are barren. It is well that 1t should be so. Effortless mastery is not good for the Morals of any roan. In this sense the hall is immediately greater than the whole; it is an indispensable and preliminary step, The wise man, therefore, eats his Half -loaf In humble thankfulness. It 'serves as the very least to keep body and soul together and fits Trim to take up again the broken quest. Nor need' he forfeitbis vision of the larger whale;' be only sees 1t In its true perspective, as "the slow, uncertain fruit of au enhancing toil:'. Even if, In tills imperfect world, he never arrives at the far side of com- plete attahiment, 100 is, nevertheless, always attaining, happy In the thought that "A man's reach must exceed his grasp, Orlvhat's a -heaven for?" The Utter Extglish1 ess of . Kipling's' Home. . In the villa 01 Bnrwash, in English. Sussex, is a]] lin with thesign of 'lice Bear," says Ii. I, Brock.. -in ibe New York Times, "It stands in a long street of Iow cottages 'with tiled or 'thatched roofs, and. yon come to it. af- ter you have passed the old tto•ne church with an ancient equare'tover and -a sold red hricit mansion of rich Georgian flavor, Out of the back door of the lin and dawn hill across green fields a foot -path winds, surmounting here and there a stile. Beyond the last stile is a white ribbon of road be- tween hedges. and down that road a little way an unpretentious iron gate. "This ,'ate opens upon a stone -flag- ged walk leading across a wide grass plot to n. low door ina graystone house with gables and many clustered chum- neys. About thohouso and beyond it lie gardens, and to the right two odd, conical -tapped towers that have in their time been hop houses. One of them has been transformed into a gar- 555'T ar age. "The date carved alcove the low do- or of the house is 1634, a yearthat hap- pened when Queen Elizabeth 'bad` bees dead only some thirty years. And this is the 'new' part of the pile. 'Batertlan's it is named. For the ut- • ter Englishness of it Eudyard Kipling ohmic it for his dwelling place --'lilts a` ship with never a at: aight line 11 !t,' le says, not without pride. an the gar- den are moreflagged walks and a yew tree venerable with accumulated cen- turies growing _ Where it pro,leriy sihonlchl't, slantingly, out of the bank of the little river which washes the foot of the garden. - "For a sign of this faith' ba has dug himself, In bore hard by the highway from Pevensey where the Ooaqueror rade in and the. Black Prince rode out - —where !les through the centuries the beaten track of the armies of England going to and fro to imnmemori'al ware In Prance." • Good for Pains, Motorist --"'Yes, it took the about sir week,' hark Worlr tolearn to delve my machine " Pecles,i.rlan---"Anel what did you got for yuul' !]sine?" Motorist-- "Liniment," i A cold roast has an appetizing zest when served with these delicious olives. Choppedup in a salad, they add a new piquant flavor. Imported direct from Spain for the Canadian People. Every olive perfect. Every variety At all Grocers Insist on McLAREN'S INVINCIBLE per monthyy'��yy®1ZL th savedand invested in safe bonds from age 30 to 60, interest beingreinvested, accumulates $49,772606 Our Partial Payment Plan for Buying Bonds is cellently fitted for such a. scheme. Through it is provided the necessary incentive to carry out a syr•- tematic programme of saving adetermined p'ortionof your income each month and investing it in safe bonds. The contract into which you enter with uc is just sufficiently stimulating to create :and maintains the desire to continue buying high grade governmeni, municipal and corporation bonds. The availability at all times of funds so invested is an attractive 'fea- ture of this plan. Many investors -both large and small—have found in Buying Bonds on the Partial Payment Plan the solution to many of their financial .problems.. We suggest that you 'mail the coupon .below for full particulars. " miff .5 Com: . Ottawa aiishad.?8 I - Jarvis LIMITED tt' 293Bay St. Montreal New York Toronto London Eng. . 'Please' send me copy of booklet A 'Oi3 "Buying Bonds on the Partial Payment Plan" Name. Address City or Town Of all speech, the most important for us is the mother tongue:-Newbolt.