The Herald, 1911-08-25, Page 7A DIFHCITLT SITUATI4'N;
OR, Tl -If END CROWNS ALL.
CHAPTER XVI.—(C•o•nt'd)
c'Her name Was a very common
bne—Mareli-Mrs. jasper Marsh;"
said the lawyer, his eyes so ahsor,b-
ed by the will 'he held, that he did
not observe the startled •look that
crossed the young man's face, the
look of one whose previous coal-
vietions are confirmed. "Mr. Falk-
ner er expressly mentions that in his
will. He leaves the whole of his
property; and I assure you, Mr.
Hassall; it is a very vast fortunee
to the eldest child of his sister'
Marjory, whether the child; •be a
boy or a girl. But he specifically
mentions that he wishes the money
to go to that first child, 'the one
whom its parents had decided to
call Joy."
*
.� as
"I have no doubt about it mysel=f,
.Aunt Rachel."
"I am afraid I must be getting
'very old and silly, Roger,, for I
don't seem able to take in proper-
- ly what you are trying te•explain.
'to rue. Do you mean to say to
'me that our Joy—our little Joy—
is the Heiress of the rich old man
you worked for in Australia?"
"I am very much inclinedto
think so." Roger, sittirig beside
his aunt's arm -chair, looked with
a smile into her bewildered face.
'"As I told you, I have not yet en-
tered into all the details, nor have
1 ent•erviewed the various people
I have to interview over here, but
from all the .Australian lawyer and
I could make out, it is at least
highly probable that your Joy—our
Joy—is the heiress for whom I am
looking."
"I can't take it in," Miss Rach-
el answered, folding her hands in
her lap, and looking into her ne-
phew's face, with growing bewil-
derment on her own faded fea-
tures:. "the dear child came to us
so eo±npletely,-as. T was going. to
sato, �t.; a fondling—only one does
not like people to give her .such a'
name. Bub Doctor Torson. knew
absolutely nothing • about her or
her antecedents, and it seems ex-
traordinary that in all these years
'we have never heard anything of
the rieh uncle, or of Joy's own fa-
ther."
"Joy's own father obviously
wished to have nothing' to •elo with
her," Roger answered; "he would
ecareely have abandoned her so ab-
solutely in the first place, if he
'hand ever intende=d to seek her out
again. And it is not surprising
that we should hare heard nothing
of Mr. Falkner, for you at once
gave Joy your own name of Sterne
and in any case we dict "not know
that her mother's maiden name
was Falkner."
"But slid not Mr. Falkner try to
find his sister'? Did he never write
;to her?" Miss Rachel still looked
so upset and puzzled that Roger,
laying down upon the table the
packet of papers he held, took her
serail hand in his and stroked it
caressingly, as had been• his way
ever since the days when "Aunt
Rachel" had been like a mother to
the tiny orphan boy.
"Mr. Falkner blamed himself fon
not have searched more thorough-
ly for his sister. But in those days
he was working very hard; he was
!having a hand-to-hand struggle for
bare existence, and knowing that
,his sister w'as sell and happily
did . everything, and he semi on.e of.
his own nice hospital nurses to
bring her to us. Such a dear uaby
she was, Roger. But I .believe
Doctor Torson told us she was born
in Gower Street."
"The register of births for that
year helps a tittle, but not very
much. I find, from .the birth re-
gister, that a girl with the surname
of Marsh was born on May 10th,
188:1, at 307, Goer Street. Par-
ents' names, Jasper and Marjory
Marsh. But the child's own, name
is not registered as Joy, but as
Violet."
"Violet! how curious,." Miss
Rachel looked eagerly ab Roger,
bar face ,fl.ttshing faintly. "Why
the girl with whom Joy is living
now is called Violet! What an
odd eorneidence1"
• "Violet., is nob an uncommon
name," Roger answered smiling,
"and the fact that the child born
in 'Gower Street was registered
under:"the name ef Violet need
not in the .least alter tiro •other
fact of her being our Joy, if every-
thing else shows that they are one
and the same person. I fancy some
name must be registered 'at birth,
but it need not necessarily be the
name afterwards given in baptism.
No doubt in all the confusion and
hurry of this poor baby's birth,
she was registered by the first
name that 'occurred to the father,
w'lio Was probably too broken-
hearted tto know or care what he
said. He seems to have remember-
ed to tell the doctor of his wife's
wish that the child should be
called , Joy. Haven't you always
told us that Doctor Torsen especi-
ally mentioned this?"
"Fes—ele, yes! Dear old pian, I
can see his face as clearly as if
it all happened yesterday. ' It was
such a kind old face, with a fringe
of white whiskers and •very white,
carly,.hair. And he walked up and
down the drawing -room •the dear
old drawing -room. iri the IYhan,rr
House, you know, Roger—and he
kept on .telling us What a beauti-
ful home it would be for the poor
little motherless, deseribed baby.
I remember his standing by the
window, looking into the garden
and smiling to himself, and say-
ing—
"Just the place for a child; that
lawn is exactly right for pattering
baby feet.'
"It was in June, you know, Rog-
er dear; the lawn was white with
daisies, and the ruses were all in
flower."
Again Roger's hand softly strok-
ed the old lady's hand that was
growing tremulous with excite-
ment; his eyes looked into her ea-
ger, flushed face with a loving
smile.
"And he particularly mentioned
khat the baby was to be called
Joy ?" he questioned, gen't'ly bring-
ing her back to the point.
"Yes.. He said it more than
once. 1 believe I can remember
his very wards, though it all hap-
pened nearly twenty years ago. He
said that the child's father stated
emphatically that he never wished
to see her again, but that, in ac-
cordance with her inother'•s wish,
he wcuuld like her to be christened
papers with the child? Had she`'
any belongings? --anything which
would Help us now to find out whe-
ther she is Mr. I+ alkner',s niece ?"
"The nurse who brought Joy
brought a trunk with her. She
said it had belonged to 'Joy's Mo-
ther. It contained clothes—pretty
girlish clothes that the poor mo-
ther must have worn, a few dainty
little baby things, and one or two
trinkets of no value ; there were
no papers or letters; there was a
little old Bible and a prayer -bock.
Joy has .them, but I remember ,no-
'ticing there was no name in either.
At the lime Prudence and.I looked
carefully through everything, but
there was no clue to the child's
Identity."
"Naturally you went into every
detail at the time, but"—Roger•'s
voice was disappointed --"I had
half hoped something might 'rave
been overlooked, though it was not
really likely you would have -left
any stone unturned to discover the
identity of your adopted child."
"One moment, dear—wait a mo-
•
ment. I have thought of one other
thing we found in that trunk. Not
that it could be of much use, I'; ase
afraid, but there were two photo-
graphs of a man—not.-'a young ar
'reds .
even a good-looking man, but they fixed unwaveringly on Violet's
were 'in a doable frame: Prudence f .ce, where anger and embarrass -
and I thought they were cherished mCnt,�eaeh strove for 'the mastery;
rids*
portraits. On one of them was an't ,eves be right or honor -
written, `Dear olcl Tom.' "
"Where are they?" Roger : cie began tai tartly, and then all
claimed eagerly: ",you kept them,
Can 1 see then? Mr. Falkner'
name was Thomas."
"Until this instant I had c
pletely forgotten them, but I k
them safely, thinkingthey mi
some day be useful. They, ex
my own despatch box; you.
see them directly, dear."
And two minutes later Miss R:a
ehel laid in Roger's hands a double
leather frame, in which were t\'
rather faded photographs rep'a't;
senting a man of about fele
Roger looked, at them closely a:
earnestly; then he said-.
"Allowing for the difference
age, I should say there could
no doubt at all that ,there tai
photographs of Mr. Thomas Fate
ner, and the writing - i .hh
drawn one of the photograpahs 1r`
its frame and was scrutinizing
"Dear old Tom," wri i.en -ovale,
back—"the writing is most cert e .,:
ly the writing of hi;; sister
jury. There is something so:
atter time .abort it ,a0
Mistake impossible."
For a few m'inu'tes the gun+
nephew looked at one gn.ot'he`
silence, and noises from the str
outside Miss Rachel's sitting -re
made theii selves distinctlyhea'
Tho rattle of a cart, the pingl.
bells of hansom, a street be
whistle, the distant notes o'
barrel organ—ail these fell act
the silence; then Miss Rachel mil.
,
Stop it �ipn 30 minutes,pg��q��withoutiqany herrn toany patt_ofgyour. system, try taking
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CHAPTER XVII.
."011,, Violet, • what does it
mean?" Joy repeated the words
me, .1 can tell you" --a little. co.n-
plac•ent • smile crossed her , ,face
where the tears were not yet dry
—"and they've worried me to see
them. and to meet them, and good-
ness knows what, since I've been
here. But I wasn't going to be
•slowlyy as Violet, having sprung snob a fool as bo &poll all my
from the ,sofa and snatched from .ehzrees"—}ter lovely mouth hard
•(lie. door the small object that had ailed. '`I wouldn't have any More.
lolled upon the carpet, stood oQn- so do with any of tiler—only
fronting the other girl, her cheeks with—with Jem. 1 couldn't give
aglow, her eyes avoiding Joys Joni up, and he wouldn't let me
PeeeAed, ••sorrowful glance. give him more," she
"'i;.'s no business of yours what • added, a quiver up—what's her voice, a
it•m ans;" Violet answered, trying frightened look again in her eyes
end signally failing, to infuse into "sand—I couldn't bear to give nun
het tones. some of the dignity of tip either, though I know well
injured innocence. "IFI choose enough I was a fool to keep on
to ---have a ring without telling you `ooh itim and spoil all my - es
inything about it, it's nothing to with• Cousin Gpoil a."
da lila you, is it?" '°Sot if yon do not really care
• don't think you ought to be for Sir Godfrey, you couldn't-"
3 ,, ing a ring like that one •eec Jot* broke off, hue Violet caught up.
her words sharply.
"I eeuldn't marry him? Oh,.
couldn't 1 have, though! I meant
to. do it, too; it was a good c'hanec
for me; but it's too late now—it's
' • Lu iritic a wedding ring." no use being sorry, though I'm
- `'l c.l1; it'=s no business of " ,sure I've worried myself enough
over it. But it's torr tate. Jem
u;vers of bluffing the situation made nae see that I cared more for
faded
dfrom her denly to desert her; the his little finger than for the whole
face, the an- of Cousin Godfrey, and I've got to
lied ant of her eyes, a;id Joy give tip 3
�. at she was trembling.
i't stand there • looking at
'It I Was -a wicked beast 1"
d' in' teiternent, shaking ac
"l'tn riot like you—I wasn't
gip like you were, to know
;tt honor and—and things of
=rt. And I'm miserable—
te--•miserable," she broke
', i, g 'self
gsiunately,• flh:tgi.t., herself
knees beside the couch and
beer golden head fall upon
cushion with an 'abandon-
..
Joy.,
"I remember the christening in
the old church at 1Ylottesley," Rog-
er answered.
"Yes, dear. Prudence and I de-
eorate'd the font with white flow -
married he allowed the years to •els from the garden; the tall white
drift by until he entirely lost sight
of her. This letter"—Roger picked
out from amongst the packet on
the table, ale olcl and much -discol-
ored Micer of paper—"was the last
one he reeeived from his sister,
and it is dated from a house in
Gower Street. To that address he
wrote, and lie kept the envelope
from his own letter, which, after
much travelling, and after many
months, reached him again, with
`gone away' written across it.
Here it is." Roger handed.to his
aunt the envelope whose many
'postmarks and official -inscriptions
told the story of its wanderings.
' "Giiw•er Street?" Miss Rachel
said Slowly. "My memory about
'names is not very good nets, Rog-
xer;but, I believe the lodging -house
+where joy wens born ion's in Glower
Street, Of. course, when rs'o made
arrangements about the dear child'
we had no communication' with
'ei"stilody but Doctor Torson. Ile
lilies were .out, and we bad quan-
tities of white roses. We wanted
to make everything beatitiful for
our baby, who had had such', et cold
welcome into the world."
"5'he was well wrapped about
with love and happiness after she
came to you, Aunt Rachel. And
those small hands of :hers could
do what they liked with Aunt
Prudence."
"Dear Prudence did spoil her a.
1lttle," cane the deprecatory re-
ply; "but she nese a very unspoil-
a'ble child, Roger ; her character
tt•as no naturally sweet • and sound.
No child was .ever more suitably
named. She is the very essence
of joy."
"The very essence of, jay," Rog-
er repeated with a quick eig'h that
brought Mies Ita.d%el's eyes wilt=
fully to his face. "But now, 'my
dear auntie,r he added. More brisk-
ly, "we mustn't waste time in any
more reminiscences. Only tell tine
--slid Doctor Torson give you . any
'my- lady,' " she
ended, with a regretful sigh.
Joy was seated on the sofa now,
Violet kneeling beside her, and her
hand went out instinctively and
touched the ruffled curls against
ber knee. A great pity stirred at
her heart for this weak, passion-
ate girl, whose nature seemed so
strangely compountled .of worldly
wisdom 'and of something better,
which worldly wisdom had not en-
tirely overlaid.
',Tell me just what has happen -
,f de: pair. "All of you that ed,}, Joy persisted, moved to this
do well what's right and persistence by a determination to
1 •, and that are so self-righte- rrive at an exact understanding
yen can't understand what it;
;,f all that had lately taken place.
'v.; to be miserable like I am.' "Has Mr. Stibbard often been to
vis m8nts such as these Violet see you ?"
il+ eck into the phrases and '.Fairly often." Violet's fingers
1cn:? her _-lodging-house smoothed joy's shirt with nervous that will give a large quantity
joy's
k xeneer of correct gram- touch. "He'd write to me pretty._ ;ea:idlees ,of quantity, although
roiitinriation drupped nlarl , and then come now and sh; niel at all times be reason
. s dn:ceiiici'1•e zrleie- main when he couldn't. base being geed.
,1e cockney girl who had
On tlic Farb
PRODUCING MARKET • M'.:1t.,?�.
Of all the branches -ref the Bair;
business.�the producti'Pn of a high
grade alrti,rle of market milk is th,
most exactin4,, erites` Mr. W. M
:Ielley•
-
Certified milk has its place ark
is fast becoming an important fax
tor in the milk trade • of =all th
larger cities; but the question o
improving the quality of the mal
ket milk is of far more int•eres,
for the reason that is concerns th
larger number of ,consumers an
the larger number of producers.
Among the e,6inditions that co
trol the value of marke=t milk
the health of the cows, the care !.
the anilk, the quality of the mill
the flavor and taste, the color a
general appearance •of the milk.
'°;;In actual practice I have lox
these .conditions so cloenely relat
that it is difficult to tell where o
leaves off and the other begin
And all of the conditions must
right if we produce a good, what
some grade of milk.
The cows that are pr'oducii
milk must be in good physical co
diion and have healthy surroun
ings and healthy attendants. The
should have an abundant supp
of pure water and clean wholes()
food, and some form of succulen
at all times When being fed
heavy ration of grain feed=. C'ur
ensilage will provide this succi
lance in the best and most ecunl
mica' form. •
The herd should be tested fr
tuberculosis at least once even
year and examined frequently 11
other diseases and derangement
such as tumors,- garget ,and sk
.diseases.
That elisea,ses may be transm
ted in milk is an undisputed ifac
hence care should be exercised
all the work and equipment th
pertains to it.
There must be regularity in fee
ing and milking governed accoi
ing .to the time of trains, the
tanee to deliver and the size
the herd.
Market milk is produced a
:price where a man must have c4
away }any longer." She giggled
faintly. "He is a silly about me.
Sometimes he's• downright frighten-
ed me, he's raved se, saying he
must :see me oftener, and going on
like a lunatic when he did come.
He is such a one .for kissing, too --
my goodness!'
"And you met him—away from
the house always?" Joy began to
feel a little sick.; she had a terrible
desire to push Violet from her, to
fly from the room herself into the
open air, to do anything to eaeepie
•
in 'to Standen Towers.
was net self-righteousness
de me speak," juy knelt
beside Violet and pu't her
oitnd her. "I do quite an-
d that you are miserable.
n for a long time that you
nhappy, and I want to help
'on't you lest me help you?"
'al be shocked — you
is -,t ,:ver want to speak to me
Violet murmured, her
,•}1 buried in the cushion.
• isyield him a living.
.ke y.ou are—a girl always from further reti'elataens. But I .
tip properly and sheltered she had ne experience to guide " A. blanket or heavy do
r,,m , every temptation, I her, a very sure instinct told her ,cover•is positive torture to a
;: knots what girls like us• that if she really wished to help our and thin-skinned horse.
that difficulties we have." Violet she must allow the girl to ,old-fashioned leather or c^
t u itis—much harder for tell her the story in her own way; ,err, better.
Jury answered, her quiet she: must listen patiently and gym -The
slowly—
"And •what Will you do next
our little Joy is a great heir,
what will happen next?"
"I have seen a lawyer about.
business, and he agree �: ith
that until we can be eerta.t of
truth nothing should ire salt
Joy. Personally r an itlr•t
quite certain that shee i 't, `,.;„t ,
Falkner's niece and .Heiress,
there will have to be further I<:a
proofs. Mr. Deane, the lawyer.
hunting up the, marriage eerti
sate, and we are both trying •
discover the whereabouts of t4a
landlady who was -at 307, Cewl i,
Street, when Joy was born there'
• "She is not there still?"
"Nb; I went there directly I • The price of a cask dues
i h town. But the wuzna.i 1 tear -stained face and looked alrnust ,ing it if you will let her scratch ! t
saved i mays determine his value
5
saw told me she herself had �'i' tdefial>tly at her companion. toe,
the house a month, Leal "That's all you know about it. 1:)o If the soil is suet nti for 00111 ibuyer must know what he
occupied
that the tenant immediately pee- ou,,think the fellows I used to be field ase an implement alt pack 'the ing or final he is paying
her hadgone away, lehvi••g ; f.riends with would let me go so ,vatiun that t ,• louse I I'O4d money to no purpos
ceding just because I hap -ground, but will leave it ne Dirty, un -oiled collars
no address. That tenant's na,.=te ease: as all that,
was Dawson—Mrs. Dawson -7 'e1 lien'+d to have come in for a good as possible. When the soil is dry the hot weather season s�oo;
my own impression is that it a .s
FARM. NOTES.
(Crop rotation belongs to
ststcau which ceks to better
soil.
If the young turkeys prefe
ri,ost in the big tree in the
1e't them.
An umbrella an the eultivat
a better preventative of suns
than the cabbage leaf in the
Tlic' fernier who constantly
this soil will some day ha
leav=e his Land because it ori
seeming zg to have a soothing
,: on the sobbing figure by the
,t'. "but, since yon have lived
>rr. you have been as mueh shel-
necl as the rest ef us; you have
.not had to face—the sort of---temp-
ltations you mean since you came
tci Steedon Towers?"
• "Oh ! haven't 1?" Violet lifted a
r
man
who neglects to
pathetically, never forgetting that .all of his farm buildings
her own standard of ideale were is taking a greater risk th
not thoise in which Violet had been ,can afford, no matter how w
reared.he may be.
(To, be continued.) I Many promising colts are
by beingforetal, an long
We all have to scratch when a , with their darn;;. This is rig
mortgage is on the place and the �'a cruel practice, hut a se
hen will do her share toward lift- I oIIe
k it tight.
.. ',he hourwe •tire.,,,_ thing? I had a lot of fellows after ,pec
She who occupied t • - __
years ago. At least, the press it `- Some people presume that
�xetA3� j�fiit3�
occupier has a vague. idea that Mee, r ,e chicks, clucks and goslings
Daily+son had been there for about STMaa
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to have is much cense as a
twenty-five years. But these pee��„eg
ole .Are vague as to dates: tilde .; � na�••=•� F m x m- ,man, t41'aybe they have as n
for es if they had not.
In1•estinal , diaoases are
abundant whenever and wl
you find flies and the filo, a
the summer 'heat are tey
agents in the spread of sus
nese and of infant suniame
plaints. t'leanlinees is n
fylcssnees. ”'
When• cult' ;ting the
nee a short s=ingletl'ee w
•ends curved backlike a hal
•-•no sesaping the bark o
trhis.
By keepeug the rake, 1
long -handled Ahead at ham
scan cleats crut. the dropping
tlec>,Itoultry hous=e every
lie Just a few iioitienta ' a,n
eatat d against the- ncculuut
filth fur the lice :ala ! mit
to harmer Ia.
a bill for gall -cure and lay
foundation for excrucintin
to the work ]tosses.
means curiously little 'to tlee
•"And if you find"—Miss Raise
gentle voice faltered—"if you lied'
that our dear Joy is really a rich
woman, will yor--and she—
"I shaltgoback to Australia at
..the very earliest opportunity,".
Roger interrupted her quietly, but
very firmly. "Joy without a for.,
tune was out of my reach, because
I could not ask her to share a beg
gar',s life. Joy with a fortune is
still further out of my reach. I -
could not ever ask her to be hey
wife now unless -.-.I could bring a
fortune of my own to m ch: hers="'
If a thought of Tho'as ialkneris•
.
half -spoken words about his never
being a loser recurred to him, he
suppressed the memory, I tiiay.
be poor," he added -jestingly,
certainly am poor, but I am alar
very proud --and there are 4=un
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