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Home My WebLink AboutZurich Herald, 1925-08-06, Page 6j}r Love .Gives Iitself THE STORY OF A BLOOD FEUD PT ANNIE B SWAN. Rrorb: giver itself and is not bought"—Longfeliow. CHAI'T+R XXIV.—(Cont'd:) Jean Dernpster's face elightlY blanched. "You don't mean to say --you don't mean to say—you've been down as far as that!" she cried ie a voice vibrate ing with a variety of feelings. He nodded gravely. "Oh, yes, I've ram led it all. When I see Affery again—I shall see him, I ectE•r is, but he has been a gentleman to me "For which, God bless him! Of coarse I know all about his family. It hasn't a savory record; but it bears out what you say—that it isn't easy to be a millionaire in New York. Money, too much of it, seems to bring its curse along." Having relieved himself of his story, Rankine's .face relaxed a little • 1N This old Indian euide at the Lake of the, Woods'. camp points out, for the , suppose; at least he said so, and there and he took one of Jean's cigarettes, benefit of the fair, hunter, wheeze all the game .is hiding. was a sort of convincing finality about "If you and I had the distribution, all he said which made him not quite I wonder how it would go—eh? How canny ---I s and that New York is not a good place Qua" to starve in. "But it was wrong, hideously, cruel- ly wrong to do it," cried Jean, "when you had a friend here, more than one, pounds—eh? A man who has not ha but certainly one, who could have more than an odd greenback in his 1ielped I" pocket"'f or so long has to do an arith- T'm down, my dear, but I don't take uretic sum every time thousands are la tel'1 him he was right much is it you need for Hunter's y, "Ten thousand dollars would do. I've got five." "Ten.thousand dollars? How many money from a woman," he said with a under discussion." kind of steady sadness. "Well, do "I need, roughly speaking, about you want to hear the rest of this first- three thousand pounds," said Jean. elass yarn?" "And I need thirty! But as things "Yes, of course. Please go on." are looking now I'm likely to go on "Fordyce listened and gave Donald- needing it to all eternity!" son a look which made him fade away "Oh, surely not. The West is more at the lunch hour, and had no diffi- faster than any worm I've ever seen hopeful. Fortunes are made there eulty in making the desired exchange; wriggle out of the path. Then he in- clean fortunes—by men who deserve and at seven they met in a little vited me to come to his office and talk them. Made in the good old way too Broadway restaurant of modest di - to him. I did for a whole hour—not ._by the sweat of the brow. You'll mensions with which Jean was fa - about myself but about the system Ido it, Mr. Rankine, and perhaps—who niili'ar, and over their meal they dis- had found prevailing in that par- ticular factory and which I had taken an oath with myself to expose when the moment should come, and the man. I didn't exactly know how I was go- ing to do it, Miss Dempster. A hobo----" "Don't say it, Mr..Rankine! It's a horrible, hateful word—just as. 'tramp' is in our own country!" "But it's what I am, or was, not so long ago; and even now I'm merely a permit on another man's bounty until I make good—which, I am sure, few do in this horrible country!" "You remember what I told you about New York the first night you came?" "I do remember. It has been bun - ed into my brain right on through this ghastly year! Well, I was telling you I talked to Fordyce. He -be ieved it right enough, though I had no creden- tials to offer him." "Except your face and the some- thing—the something above the com- mon which has never left you; if you had a hole in your boots and rags on your back it would still be there!" cried Jean with a sort of inexplicable pride. Rankine faintly, very faintly, smiled. "You've been a good friend—one of the sort whoputs grit into a man every time! I wish I could have af- forded not to lose you, but the only way hi the circumstances was to get me, and that is how little food et man flew_ execainatnon by her side— o0 myself lost—you understand?" ' actually'nieeds for the day's work." " .God!" "I needn't pretend I don't. But it "Now what about to -morrow night? When she looked round'her compan- was wrong all the same," maintained Are you really going off by the train ion had arisen, and she could just be- J stoutly. "Well, and what did ?" asked J briskly holo:! the shadowy outline of his tall undertone. "And it's the business of ,.�+ `- my life to see that they never do know anything. So if -so it—by any extra- ordinary chance you should be put in the witness -bo, you'll be a witness for the defence --won't you?" _-.. "Defence of what? You haven't done anything but - what's fine and noble since you've been here. You need no defender—" "But you'll keep it dark? It would —it would—kiln them—" And with that he went away. All, their arrangements held good next day. Jean cawed at the theatre knows?—you won't be the worse for your New York experiene ." "There is only one thing n my New York experience I don't want to bury, Y "In those days, as you may think, and that's the memory of your kind- and to Stair. the ,place looked very different from ness," said Rankine with a quick note When the curtain rose they were in of fire in his voice. their seats.. what it does now. The railway wasn't The color rushed swift and warm In the first scene Graham 'gado* even begun then, and I was the only to ,lean Demp�stei's face and she rose was in . his chambers at Lincoln's Inn white man for miles round. was happening to the coffee. "Stuff and nonsense! What 'did I do?" she asked presently when she re- covered herself. "Why, just nothing! You wouldn't have taken even a dime from me, and you've made me walk many a time because you hadn't the strong mental emotion. Not a word way through the thickets., and then money for the street -car and couldn't was spoken on .the stage, yet `some- follow his track. ,xrae +1.0 gusssd many things, but chiefly Ran- ltine s prospects. In a glass of very modest Burgundy the drank success to Hunter's Quay INTERVIEWED BY A TIGER By David Ker "Tiger hunting's very good fun in its way," said Mr. Carter, as we sat in the verandah of bungalow one line even- ing, watching the sun sink over the roclle, that overhung the Nerbudda River, "It's S'ory good fun—at least, so long as .you're hunting the tiger; but when the tiger takes to hunting you, it's not quite so jolly. IP drawn from the leaves of TEA - ha won it millions of .i ers. Finer than any -Japan, Gunpowder or Young Hyson. Ask. for SAL A. "The tiger saw me as plain as' I saw him, send came creeping On. till 1 could feel lots hot breath on ivy fece and I could see every one of the great white fangs that glittered so ominously in the moonlight. Why didn't I. 'shoot him, you say? Why, fust because at the vary first miavement I made, he'd have bitten my head off, like a straw- berry. My>only chance was to keep stock still --and I died it. "Meanwhile, Mr. Tiger seemed quite I as muck taken aback as I was. The sight of a man's head growing out of the ground like a mushroom was, no doubt, quite a new thing in Iiia expert- ence, and he evidently did not know whah to make of it. He prowled back- ward and forward in front of me, sniff- ing uneasily, and coming so close to me every now and then that the froth from his open jaws and great red tongue flew off in flakes all over my face. "But, although I've had some nar- row escapes in that way, too, I'd soon "This was bad enough, as you may, er have them all twice over then one think, but it was a mere Joke as to , such adventure as happened to me what was coming. For now the tiger,' having looked at me long ehoug'h in front, took It into his, head to go round bethind me. "Then I felt as if all was over. Even wile I could see what the tiger was doing, it was quite as much as I could "All this clearing was as; thick as' a bear to have him sniffing about me, as close. to this very spot many years ago. hurriedly an said she wondered what late at night, knitting his brows over an anonymous his der calculated ato hat brush, with trees and Jungles right if I'd been the bait of a trap. But when wound him in dearest coin v down to the water edge, and if you he got round behind my back and I ex- Rankine, s mloag absent from every wanted to go anywhere, Poem of amusement, felt himself oddly your only pect�ed- every moment to feel his teeth stirred at sight of a man. of his_ own chance was to look for for some place and claws in my flesh, without being elayss evidently in the grip of some where an elephant had crushed his 1 able to tell where he was or what lee was at— Ugh! I don't like to think of it, even now. ' I felt that another •minute or two of this work would drive me mad out- ' endure my paying! Not that I mind- how so electric and wonder ul ed. I'm a good walker. But I knew personality of the great actor that the charged with ' Then, quite' suddenly, the door at or so. No sooner did it get dark then the side of the room opened, aid a you'd hear a row like fifty cracked woman entered, clad in evening dress, trumpets sail blowing at once, and by though she wore a hat-: and was en- that you would, know that an elephant veloped in a voluminous cloak of black 'was coming down to drink at the the last months—which would never velvet, whose fine lines swept .from river. afterwards fade from his 'memory, but her figure in indescribable grace. "Then that would wake up the droco- would color his whole future attitude Jean, a keen playgoer, was intent 8lles in the mud along the bank, .and in towards life—were already growing a with her opera -glasses studying the little dim. woman's beautiful face,•: fop, in: coin- a` minute they'd. all be splashing, and "It.didn't do you any harm, judging mon with many others, her curiosity bellowing in chorus, one louder than by, appearances,": he said, for never, and interest had been whetted both 1. another. one Dempster looked more wo- paragraphs and pictures of the nev '"rhea the monkeys' in the trees over - manlya p c i and `attractive. "As for me—` company coming,to. stflrm New'Yark., head would -begin chattering and howl= Suddenly she heard a strange, ,muf-that one good thing. New York has taught! Y g , in like mad. Then would rouse G " d some 'dreadful old native-1ird, whose name 1 could never find out (perhaps net one had ever been able to invent can sou y. as you say. ase can one bad enough for it), and cit wouldbo Fordyce do? I suppose he's one of "Yes. It leaves the Central exactly figura. finking its way, aim sundry start shrieking away as if somebody t the millionaire Fordyces. He was at midnight." growls and protests, along the crowd- was being murdered. I mixed up in rather an unsavory di- Her face became a little wistful as ed line of the circle where they sat. "And then, all at once, theme would voree case dust before you came. It she stood behind the cheerful little It was her last sight of Alan Rad- come ,rolling through the depths of the "I don't beieve you'd have slept very sound here'in those times. I can. pro just how you felt about it.. I've had air seemed already c arge ,wi m-, mine you I didn't for the first moiith pro - to go without my meat too sometimes visible forces h when we were out—just for the same reason." The Scotticism seemed to warm his heart and he smiled again. Hope had come back to him, and the horrors of was one of the Newport scandals; im- coffee machine, waiting for the frag- kine for many a long day mediately after it he went on his rant beverage to bubble up. CHAPTER XXV. yacht for a long cruise." "I've got two tickets for the new "I don't know. All I know is that play at the Manhattan. Couldn't we DED SEA .FRUIT. • I found him a decent sort. He thank- have a meal together somewhere and ed me for what I told him, and said go there for a kind of last ploy?" he would make it his business to vert- "I've no clothes," said Rankine Froin her seat in a box, safely shel- tered behind a curtain of blue plush, Judith Benkine was a witness to Car - forest the roar of a tiger, which seem- ed- to strike them all silent for a mo- ment, as a cannon drowns the crackle of fireworks; but in another minute OT two, they were all Just as bad as ever. "But the things that plagued me the fy my statements. But these he ac- heavily, "except what I stand up in; Jetta's second triumph, and her con- moat were the jackals. You'veheard cepted as they stood—for an lines- and they're not fit for the company of quest of New York hearts. She was I their often, enough, and so you can this morning plained reason _can't fathom—and a lady at a place of entertainment." that rare product, an actress wholly judge what it must have been. for a, - Bill Donaldson T man fresh out from Europe to hear under his window, every night and all night len, a noise'as if forty children were being bitten by half a dozen mead dogs. ,"At last T couldn't start it any long- er, and I made up my mind that I'd teach, them to hold their tongues be- fore I had done with them, if I had to right, and I made up my mind to ecraurbie out of the hole, rush upon the tiger and take my chance. But at that 1 moment I heard a shot behind me, and then a tremendous roar, and turning my head, I saw the brute springing at a tall man in white, who looked like an English officer. "I jumped out of the hole like an acrobat, and leveling my rifle, gave the tiger both barrels. - The great beast reared up to his full Height, with a sav- age snarl that showed all his fangs at once, and then rolled over dead as a door nail: "I have to thank you for saving my" "Good. And you stay on, I hope, stalls," she added as she walked to nig were quick to discover an and 1 y keeping Mr. Fordyce's eyes the bureau to get them out. "I only acknowledge her womanliness and o. n p'et your chance?" got them to -day from a man who can't charm and sincerity. The depth of Rankine shook his head. use them. But I can call at the the- purpose of which her hearh was full "Nothing. on this earth would keep me here bliss Dempster; for it seems to me there is only one thing worse than being a hobo in New York, and that's to be one of the millionaires! I want money, God knows, and I want It bad.y; but not that kind of money! Besides? it's not my line, and Fordyce Was quick enough to see it. "Then what is he going to do for you for giving him the chance to clean out his Augean stables on the East Side?" asked Jean feverishly. "ile's paying my passage out West, and is accrediting me to a man he knows on a cattle ranch in Alberta, and I board, the train to -morrow night. I've taken this money as a loan, It's the only one I owe, or shall ever owe in New York. Fordyce understood. 1 don't know what his private char- .AfterEVeryffed Pass it artili afters every Xi Give the f meal; mily t�haa k erzefit of its aid to digestion, Gess t�eetft. •too. Keep it silwayS irk the ,halts 0. R$1 w Csts little -helps mu 'h LETS 1Q'8titw No. 31A--'25, atre to -morrow morning and exchange somehow communieated itself to her them for seats in a cheaper part of impersonation of the wronged"but for - the house where evening dress is op- giving woman, and her grip of the tional. There will be .a good dead of audience, from first to last, was =- paper in the house; they'll ebe only summate too ready to make the exchange I don't doubt" "I'd like to come, dear woman; and —yes—I will—provided you let me pay for 'the meat,"' he added with a whimsical note in his voice. "I can do that if you will be content with a moderate hostelry, without encroach- ing on Fordyce's charity." - "Don't call it that," she said quick- ly. "It hurts. Besides, it isn't char- ity. You .gave him certain valhable information which, unlike some of them, he appeared glad to get, though it was unpalatable. He wants to pay for that and he's .entitled to pay for it" "You would have made a grand ad- vocate and special pleader, my dear; and if ever things get evened up you will be at the head of the profession, About Fordyce, Miss Dempster—he doesn't look as you would expect a man to look who can count his money in millions." "None of them do—they've got to pay somehow," she answered swiftly. "Oh, if only I had 'the giftie'-like our own. Robbie Burns—what things I could write! The tragedies that have filtered through by way of my office! You see, folk: have got into the habit of trusting me. I don't know why--" "Because it's what you were .born far-- that and no other—and when you leave New York for Hunter's Quay" he added with a tender little noto m his voice, "she'll be shoved just so many inches nearer the pit." "What a man you are! Well, it is arranged about to -morrow night? Where shall we meet, and •when?" They ep•entsome time discussing the Piens for their little outing, and when ail was arranged and Rankine said he must go, as he stood up she put one straight question to him. "Mr. Rankine, all this time your home letters have been coming here, and I've sent them on faithfully to the address you gave me. They think you're here still of course. How much have you told t ietn 7" "Nothing," he answered in of fierce Unconscious of herself, she was keep watch for a fortnight to do it. fully conscious .of the greatness of her. «,� early one morning, 1 went out art, and the belief hShe was id to a small clearing in the very heart of the same city with the e man who had the wood,, where there were plenty of first awakened all the springs of her being, and undoubtedly brought her. .Jackals' tracks about, and dug a hole powers into play, helped to.give fresh deep enough to cover me, leaving Justt and passionate life to her present- my head and acme out. sent. "Then I waited until night came on, and when all my native servants • were asleep, I took my double-barreled rifle in her and away I went end` got into the hole th to wait till e Jackals turned up. "Bust one would have thought the holding. her her meed of corner, with- while not appreciation and affection from the woman whom these, months of comradeship—almost of kinship—had taught her to love, was also fully conscious of a singular de- pression, even of a strange shrinking 'sneaking brutes knew what I was af- f thgifts that set Carlotta ter; . for, although they had'come in ram a very apart. Carlotta was the cynosure of all eyes. Upon her utterances one of the most brilliant audiences New. York had ever seen hung breathless. But where was Alan?, Some inner witness of the spirit assured Judy that things were not well with him, and no- thing surprised her more than her own, strange feeling of lassitude, of `•, veli tance even, to 'seek him out and learn the full truth. They had only been a few hours in the city, and these had been whiriine hours in which there had been scarce- ly space or opportunity for aught but arrangements for the theatre. Pealiz- ing that for the moment everything must be subordinate to that, Judy had quietly stood aside, helping and en- couragingshe could, aware that, where a few hours acre or less could not, make any possible difference to them. She was neither a wet -blanket 'nor a grumbler, and she believed that Care i Totts was not less anxious and con- cerned than herself—nay, she !mew, for she had seen her in her hours off abandon and anxiety, and had glimpsed the hunger of her heart. (Po be continued.) crowds when I didn't want thein, yet now, when I' was watching and wishing for them, not one would show his nose, '\Voll, theme I waited anrd waited, till at last T got so tired and stiff that I was just thinking of giving it up and going home to bed, when I thought I heard a rustling in the thicket in front of ane. The noxt moment there was a eharp crackling,' like dried twigs snapping under a heavy weight, and out into the clearing, with every point of him quite plain in the glorious summer moonlight, came stalking the biggest elem. 1 had ever seen:. in my life. "It's no use trying to make out that I wasn't frightened. I was frightened, and very badly frightene..1, too, 1 can toll yoi. "Indeed, 1 couldn't Well have been in a Verso •fix than I was. If 1' had been in, •a tree, 1 should have had'no fear, for the Bengal tiger can't climb like the panther.or the cougar. Even if I !had been out on level: gr"ound., I'd have felt more comfortable; for then, at least, I would have bol a chancel' to fight' or ruri. 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