The Wingham Advance Times, 1924-11-27, Page 9Gfp
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sings,
And Plleobus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at the springs
On ehalicecl flower thatelies.
(Parse if! Parse it! Twedie-de-dee!
Silly grammarian, see! see! ,see!)
And now, its all instruments,
And now a lonely flute;
And now its an angel song
That bids the heavens be mute.
(Or someone on a toot!
Hooch toot!)
That strain again beside whose falls-
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
(Marlowe sand Shakespeare! Mix 'em!
Mix 'em
That is the properest way to fix' ern)'
Bird of 'the wilderness,
BIithesonie and cumberless, I
Sweet be thy matins m, til o'er er moorelancl I
and lea. ',
(Tweedle! •Tweedle! Twveedle-dee-de! j
Why have the poets neglected me?)
' . Shall I call the bird.
Or but a wandering voice?
(Take your choice!'
Take your choice!) '� 1
The Bluebird in the orchard 1
Is lyrical for her
The Starling with . his meadow pipe
Set all the fields astir.
(Carman! Carman! Bliss! Bliss! Bliss!
Did you ever hear a song like this?)
Tis sweet to dance to violins
When, youth and life are fair,
To-dance'tci flutes, to dance to lutes.
Is delicate and rare
(Sanawk! Snnawk!
Beware the Hawk!)
Call for the robin redbreast and the
wren;
Si'ncel o'er the shady groves they hover
(Oh, I have lost my little grey lover!
Shall I. never.; see her again?
This is the song I am,singing of her!
Jug jug, ing, jug, jug`, jug, jug, jtig!
Tern! Teru!
The nightingales complaint
It dies . upon her heart,
As I must die on thine,
Beloved as thou art.
(Peter! Deter! Punkin eater;
Was there ever anything sweeter?
Ha, ha! Ha, hal' Ha, ha, ha.)
After the reading of the journal
the meeting was concluded by the
Critic's remarks. ,IVIr. Anderson was
very kind and appreciative noting that
the High Schaol does take an inter-
est in its exp -students (if they pass out
in the orthodox mariner), and that af-
ter hearing the orchestra play "Lin.
ger Longer," he wanted to . stay after
four o'clock.
The meeting was dismissed by' all
singing, "God Save the King."
We certainly ;appreciate the kind-
ness of the Editor of the Advance -
Times for the generous amount .of
space he has given this report;
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WXNQHAlb1[ ADVANCE-T1MEg
Gaunt cast ins weather-wise eye to-
wards the last', from *Melt a strong;
wind was blowing. The sky' looked
darker Lhan it should, and far away
a little dart of lightning liuivered on.
the horizon,"They yore aim:ost bound
to have a thunderstorm, but, it was
not likely tb last long and could not
reach them for: some hours, There
would be plenty of time to have din-
rier and put their supplies in a dry
place, It would mean a lot of scramb-
ling over rocks, for Castel d'Appio wars
a • real ruin, and what hacl once been
the' interior of a tiny fortress could
only- be reached by ardtioits toil
through briars and: over heaps of pil-.
ed up stones. Gaunt thought he
knew- 0 way to get the mules through,
but it would be difficult.
He said nothing about the impend-
ing storm, directing the gaze; of his
companions to the west, where the
serenity and beauty of a fine sunset
drew attention from less pleasantepos-.
s:brlities.
But presently Jean, too, saw the.
darkness advancing over the distant
mountains and remembered. gloomy
Clementine's prophecy.
"We're going to have a storm," she
said apprehensively.
Hugo, very busy between stumbling
over the roughly 'cobbled. path and
keeping on his eye -glass, halted a
moment to look.
"So we ares" he exclaimed, "I wish
I had a,pipe organ. It would be won-
derful to
on-derful"to play Wagner on a moun-
tain top in a storm."
But the storm was not upon them
yet, and Gaunt began to wonder if.
they might not possibly 'escape` .it.
They toiled up the last little ascent
and beheld a marvellous panorama,
still lit by the last rays of sunset.
, jean was lifted off her mule, Grant
and Carlo' Unpacked the supper,m Hu-
go and Tito seated themselves cord-
fortiy on a flat rock, watching the
preparations with hungry eyes. Hugo
!was tired, but did not care to admit
it. .: •.
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Gaunt made coffee and soon t
heal was spread. It was to be
cold repast, and the cooking he h
promised to do proved unnecessa
Maddeliva's famous foie . gras in asp
and little chicken -pies were delicio
and there was 'cheese and Salad •
finish with, helped down by chic
nd the hot coffee.
Afterwards' Gaunt.and Hugo
their pipes, and jean had a cigarett
while Carlo- explored the ruins wi
a view to finding a dry place in whi
to, camp. •
' The storm was coming, althou
not rapidly. It was cold enough,..
make a fire necessary. Reinforced b
food, Hugo gathered sticks and.
cones, and they soon had a me
blaze,
Spread before their feet was th
amazing silver floor of the sea; th
lights of Mentone and Monte Carl
twinkling on the tight, and Bord
ghera on the leftBehind them towe
ed'..the big silo* -capped mountain
throwii into black silhouette by tl
Iightning playing among their peak
It was cosy around the fire. Hug
shivered with ecstasy and denande
again and again to be praised fol- hay
ing thought of sucha delightful part
"Why, we need never go back
the villa,"he said, "We can sta
re all the time. Do we have to g
ck, Hector?"
"Not to -night, anyway," Gaunt re
ied. He held out his hand. Ye
e rain was beginning. What a auris
ee. "We shall have to snake for th
ves," he ` said. "In any case, you'
ep more comfortably snider shelter
an. Come on. Where's Carlo
ed better hurry. In another tc
nutes it will be pouring.",
Carlo had managecfto get the mule
ide the castle ruins, and he no
dertook to guide Hugo. Gaunt too.
arge of Jean. Scrambling part way
wn and then up 'again over a path
rnposed.of boulders and briars was
easy task inn the darkness. The
n began to fall thick and fast, and
lightning was disconcerting.
Hugo went on ahead, recklessly
ngiiig his frail. body at all obstacles,
daining Carlo's , hand and calling
to, the others to hurry, Tito bark -
furiously at the lightning every
e it split tare darkness. ; Jean
tided the thunder more than she
the lightning. The constant boom -
made her intensely nervous,
Here, I'd better' carry you," Gaunt
, when she'had' slipped for the
d or fourth time. "You'll be
filching your ankle."
e gathered her up and she. elttlg
aim, with. her arms around. his
les Above Ioonied. the. high, broken
s of the ruined castle; and below
precipice seemed to drop• sheer
• infinity. Yet she was not
id. She would not have ,minded'
he missed his footing, and the
of them gone ` hurtling. down to-
ot. Her face, wet with Train,.
lied his, and she nestled closer,
oin abovb them, safe inside the
X4ago shouted down wholly un-
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"When Hearts Command"
• By Elizabeth York' Miller
CHAPTER XL—(Cot'd)
As the sun dipped towards the
west, the garden of the Villa Tatina
became a scene of great activity.
Gaunt and his boy; ,Carlo, . had the
%business of" adjusting the pack on the
nettle, and therne was trouble with
Maddelina, who had provided enough
food for a week and was hurt because
Gaunt refused to take more than. half
of it. Hugo was all over' the place,
getting its everybody's way, and there
we're the servants chattering and .run-
ning about,. and children from the Old
Town who had baldly , advanced.; into
the garden to watch the.,interesting
proceedings, and refused to she driven'
away, although Guido did his best to
keep them out. -
Even Jean caught the .spirit of the
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+occasion when she came down with
her little canvas bag. It was cooler
and a breeze had sprung up. Gaunt,
lifted her' into the saddle, and present-
ly all was ready and the cavalcade
started, Gaunt, Hugo and Tito, walk-
ing beside . Jean' and Carlo- bringing
up the rear with the' pack Mule. For
some distance the village children fol-
lowed them:'•
The •longestg most ' fatiguing and'
least interesting • part of the' trip came
first, but after they had climbed up
through the •old town of Ventimiglia
it was delightful, and Hugo's sugges-
tion began. to manifestits advantages.
"I' Wouldn't have believed it could
be so cool anywhere," said Jean, who
was actually forced to put on her
sweater.
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CHAPTER XLI
In the middle of the night. Aliee
Ardeyne woke up and coups not• get:
to sleep again.
It was ver?' hot and close, the -al
murky, with impending storm, Earlie
in the `evening`terrible things had stig
gested themselves to her. Tha
strange clicking iii liter brain, the de
sire, to throw Herself into the rive
and thus solve Philip's problem a
well as jeer Own—were they not sig
ni fican t symptoms of mental derange
nient?
But now, though wakeful, she Left,
more or less composed. Her brain
was clear and steady. She found her
self smiling at the idea of self
destruction—but,it was a wry, twiste
smile. She felt that years has passe
and aged her since that conversatioi
over the telephone with Philip,
The .house was 'very still and the
Thames -side valley slumbered peace-
fully. Through the rough clotted mase
of dark clouds the moon peered out
occasionally, the sames,old moon that
brooded over all the world, Some-
where, no doubt it wasshining for
mumsey—and for '.Hugo Smarlc.
IYltimsey was still in Bordighera, or
had been .a week ago, when a picture.
postcard had arrived from Hugo.
Alice slipped on a dressing -gown,
and making her way through the
sleeping house went out -into the gar-
den. If anything, it, seemed more
airless 'outside. She found herself re-
calling what Hugo had written on the
postcard. Everybody was well, and
he was "keeping 'the fortress." It had
puzzled her to know what;that meant
Her poor, mast father!
She walked to and fro on the lawn,
her slippers drenched with dew. 'Be-
low the river moved sluggishly; here
and there a fish splashed or some-
thing stirred in the rushes. Was it
goingto rain? She held out her,
hand, but although the air was heavy
with mosture, there was no rain-
drops.
She had intended not to think of
Philip, for indeed' that way madness
My. Philip loved her. • She could
scarcely` doubt that. But the sort of
love she could give him was not
enough, and she tried very hard to
realize that she must become recon-
ciled to a division` of his affections.
But why, oh why, _hadn't he married
Mrs. Egan?
Philip was so kind. He would go
a long way to avoid hurting anybody,
Alice ' felt' sure. Perhaps that was,
after all, the real reason why he had
married her, She had tried. so hard
not to believe that. In Lucerne he
had assured, her that he had married
her with his eyes open, and because
he loved her too dearly to give her
up. She had believed him. She was
apt, as most simple souls are, to be-
lieve what was'told her. She had be-
lieved inumsey's outrageous lie until'
the truth was brought home so pain -
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