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dining car departments, The two upper Ileors accommodate the general offices, with
entrances distinct frem the station proper, with elevator serviee. On the !Tar side of
the station, directly opposite the main entrance, are situated doors loading to a covercel
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course are cite to the various train platforms, which are also covered. In all there are
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March of the White Guard
By SIR GILBERT PARKER. -
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CHAPTER VI.
To conquer is to gain courage and•
unusual powers of endurance. Nap-'
°Sean might have marched back from!
Moscow with undecimated legions
safely enough, if the heart of those -
legions had not been crushed. The
'White Guard, with their faces. turned
homeward and the man they had,
sought for in their care, seemed to
have acquired new strenest.h. All.
through eays of dreadful eole, through
nights of appalling fierceness, through!
storm upon the plains that made toe!
anent paralyzing coverlets, they
marched, And if Vane Lepage did
not grow stronger, life at least was ,
kept in him and lie had once more the
desare to live.
There was but little speech among
them, but once in a while Gaspe Tou-
jours sang snatches of the songs of
the voyagers of the great rivers; and
the hearts of all were strong. Be-
tweeu Jacques and his master there
was occasional demonstration. And
eJaequee. seemed to know that a load
was being lifted from the Inert of
Jasper Hume, and Jaspar Hume, on
the twentieth day honieward, said
with his hand on the dog's head, "It
had to be done, Jacques; even a dog
could see that!"
Hume as simply acknowledged his
welcome as he had done the. Godspeed
two months and more ago. He with
the Factor 'ore the sick man in, and
laid him on his own bed. Then he
came outside, and when they cheered
him again, he said, "We have come
safely through and I am thankful. But
remember that my comrades. in, this
march deserve your cheers in this as
much as I. Without them I could have
done nothing in the perils that lay be-
tween here and the Barren Grounds."
"In cur infirmities and in all our
dangers e," addetl Jeff
Hyde, "the luck of the world was in
the book!"
In another half -door the White
Guard was at ease, and four of them
were gathered about the great stove
in the store, Cloud -in -the -Sky smoking
placidly, and full of guttural empha-
sis; Late .Carscallen moving his ani-
mal -like jaws with a sense of satis-
faction; Gaspe Toujours talking in
Chinook to the Indians, an patois to
the French clerk and in broken Eng-
lish to them all; and Jeff Hyde ex-
claiming on the wonders of the march,
the finding of Varre Lepage at Mani-
tou Mountain, and of himself and
Gaspe Toujours buried in the snow.,
CHAPTER VII.
In JasperHume's house at midnight
Varre Lepagelay asleep with his
wife's letters—received through the
Factor—clasped to his breast. The
firelight played upon a .face pre-
maturely old—a dark disenpointed
face—a doomed face, as it seemed to
the old Faetor.
"You knew him, them," the Factor
said, after a long silence.
"Yes; I knew him ',yell, years ago,"
replied Jasper Hume.
Just then the sick man stirred (in
his sleep, and said disjointedly, "P11
make it all right to you, Jaspar." Then
came a pause and a quicker utterance,
"Rose-4—love you—Forgive, for-
give!"
The Factor rose and turned to go,
and Jaspar Hume, with a despairing,
sorrowful gesture, went over to the
bed.
Again the voice said,'"Ten years -
1 have repented ten years—MY wife—
Don't, don't!—I dare not speak—Jass
par forgive me, or, Rose!"
The Factor touched Jaspar Hume's
arm. "This is delirium," he said, "He
has fever. You and I must turse him,
Hume. You can trust me—you ender -
stand."
"Yes, I can trust you," war the re-
ply,. "But I can tell you nothing."
"I do not want to know anything.
If you can watch until two o'clock I
will relieve you. I'll send the medi-
cine ehest over. You know how to
treat him,"
The Factor passed out and the other
was left alone with the man who had
wronged hint. The feeling Most ac-
tive in his mind was pity, and as he
I prepared a draught from his own
stock of med:eines„ he thought the
past and the present all over, He
Item that however much he had suf-
fered, this man had suffered more,
And in this anent night there was
; broken down any slight barrier that
might have stord between Varre Le-
page and his eamplete compassion.
Having effared himeell from the cal-
culatioh, justice became forgiveness.
He moistened the sick risan't
And so it Was "all right" for the
White Guard. One day when the sun
Was warmer than usual over Fort
Providence, and just sixty-five days
since that cheer had gone up from
'apprehensive hearts for brave men
going out into the Barren Grounds,
Scrgeant Gosse, who
of
late many times a day, had swept the ;
northeast with a field -glass, rushed
into the Chief Factor's office, and i
with a broken voice, cried, "The White'
Guard! The White Guard!" and paint -
;ed toward the northeast. And then he I
leaned his arm and head against the
wall and sobbed. And the old Factor '
rose from his chair tremblingly, and
said "Thank God," and went hurriedly i
into the square. But he did not go
steadily—the joyous news had shaken
him, sturdy old pioneer as he was. As,
he passes out one can see that a
fringe of white has grown about his
temples in the last two months, The
people of the Port had said, they had
iiever seen him so irascible, yet .so
gentle; so uneasy, yet so reserved, zo,
atom about the mouth, yet so kind •
about the eyes as he had been since
jasper Hume had gone with his brave
companions on this desperate errand.1
Already the hundful of people at the
Fort had gathered. Indians left the
etore and joined the rest; the Factor
and Sergeant Gosse set out to meet1
the little army of relief. God knows!
what was in the hearts of the Chief
Factor and Jaspar Herne when they
shook hands. To the Factor's "In the
lime of the Hudson Bay CompanY„1
Mr. Hume," there came "By the help
-,3of God. sit," and he pointed to the
sled whereof Lepage lay. A
feeble hand was clasped in the 'burly
hand of the Fe .bor, and then they fell
into line again, Cloud -in -the -Sky run-
ning ahead of the dogs. &ow had
fallen on them, and as they entered
the stoeltede men and dogs were white
re' head to foot.
The White Guard had come back!
Tht re met with cries of praise,
1. 1,en by an occareonal choking sound
er' •
Scots Isles as Kingdoms. a
There are number of diminutive
water -surrounded monarchies off the
46,2,et,.. of Scotland. They each have
their kings, but are subject to the
British crown. One of them is the
Isle of Bute, in the Firth of Clyde,
which is owned by the Marquis of
Bute.
The kingdom contains only fifty
square miles, but has.a population of
11,000 people. There are six lakes
within the deleted, the largest. being
Loch Fad, which is about a quarter of
a mile wide and about nine times that
in length. The famous old home of
the marquis dates from the.year 1808.
Arran is another of these kingdoms
in the same firth. The Marchioness
of Grahain rules over its 5,000 inhabi-
tants. It is nineteen miles long and
ten miles broad. It was on this island
that Robert the Bruce is said to have
hidden in' a cave for some time and
there planned -one of his expeditions
to recover the crown. The ruins of a
castle 'once _the home of one of Scot'-
land's kings, is on the island. ,.
Sir , John 'Bullough rules over ' the
Island of Rhuth„ which is one vast
game preserve. IN early all this island
deep forest and moorland, and all
of it is mountainous. Only 300 acres
are Viere are 160 inhabi-
tants. Tlie. island t‘provides deer and
*es,. game', for. the. nobility,
*gest, of these island 'groups
is, doubtless Lewis,.4sland) one' of the
caiter Hebrides group, off the west
coast of .Scotland. It covers an area
af. erearlyeeeNlasquare miles' and beads
•
a pppaletiensef.,370100 peopte„ :It. has
:splendid- loebeetevlseeeesplendid fishing
is to belied and red deer still roam
over the moor' and forest land.
1:1?Iii.Sittrui,',has a stirring history; for
the.peop/e' have always been lighters
eaiffe have many times defeated the
il itopPs..."
'• Wettest Spot On Earth.
men e Ser emit Goss* 3aspar
and bathed his forehead, and roused
him once to take a quieting powder.
Then he eat down and wrote to Rose,
Lepage. But he tore the letter. up
again and mid to the dog: "Ma!
Jacques, I cannot; the Factor must
.do R. She. needn't know yet that it:
was I with the White Guard veil) saved
him. It doesn't make any burden of 1
gratitude for her, if my name is kept
out of it. And the Fae•tor must not'
mention me. Jacques—not yet. And
when he is well' we will go to London!
with It, Jacques, end we need not
meet her; and it will be all right,
Jacques: all right!"
And the dog seemed to understand;
for he went over to the box that -inlet";
It; and looked .at his master. And.'
jasper Hume rose and broke the seal.
and unlocked the box and opened it;
but he heard the sick man moan andi
he dosed it again and went over to.
the bed. The feeble voice said, "Ij
must speak—I cannot die so—not. eo I
—Jaspar."
And Jaspar Hume murmured, "God
,help him." And he moiatened the lips
:once again, and put a cold cloth .on
the fevered head, and then sat down
by the fire again. And Varre Lepage
slept. As if some charm had bean In
that 'God help him,"_ the restless
hands grew quiet, the breath became
more regular, and the tortured 'mind
found a short peace. With the old
debating look in his eyes, Jaspar
Hume at until the Factor relieved
him.
CHAPTER VIII.
February and March and April were
past and May was come. Varre
age had had a hard struggle for life,
but he had survived. For weeks every
night there was a repetition of that .
first night after the eeturn: (Miriam .
self-condenefiation, entreaty,and love
of his wife, and Jasper Hume's name
mentioned now and again,in ehuddeis-
big remorse. With the help; of the.
Indiere who had shared the sick man's
sufferings in the Barren Grounds, -the!
Factor. and Jasper Hume nursed him
back to life. Between the two waVeh-
i
ers no word had passed after the first
nightregarding the substance ef
• Varre Lepage's delirium. But one
evening the Factor was evatehing
alone, and the repentant manftem hie
feverish sleep cried out, "Huth, hush;
'
don't. let • them know.y
—I:stole 'thein
troth hizn—and
cause of that; God took it-eatisleRtiie
did not know! She did not know!"- •
The Factor rose. and walkedsaway:
The dog waswatching him. He aidto Jacques: "Youtheve a good inaeter,
Jacques—too good, and •great for the
111. B. C."
CHAPTER IE.
It is the tenth of. May. In antaim-:
chair made of hickbey and .bircheberk
by Cloud-in-thesSky, sits, Varre. Le -
Ipage reading a letter from hisewife. She is at Winnipeg,. and is. coming
west as far as Regina meet him. on
j his way down. He leek's pewreck; but
la handsome wreck! His refined fee-
; tures, his soft black beard and blue
! eyes, his graceful hand. and _gentle
manners, one wauld scarcely think be-
longed to an 'evil-heartedssnan, He ,sits
in the sunlight at the doer, .wrapped
about in moose and heaver skins. This
world of plain and wood is glad.. Not
so Varre Lepage. He sat end thought
of what was to come. He had hoped
at times that he would die, but twice
Jaspar Hume had. said, , "I demand
your Hee you owe it to your wife—
to nie—t� GM!" And he had. pulled'
his heart np to this demand and had
lived. But what lay before hirn? He
saw a stony track, and be shuddered.
The Bar of Justice mid Restitution
raesed its cold harriers before him;
and be was not,streng.
As he sat there facing this future
Jaspar Huine came up to him and said,
"If you feel up to it, Lepage, we will
start for Edmonton and Shovanne on
Monday. I think it will be .quite safe,
and your wife is anxious. I shall ac-
company you as far as Edmonton; you
can then proceed to Shovanne by easy
stages, and so on east in the pleasant
weather. Are you ready to go?"
"Yes; I am ready."
(To be continued.)
SYRIA MAKES A HUMAN NAr.,1K
QUICK RECOVERY IN !EATING- MUSES
FROM THE RAVAGES
WAR.
OF TEA ROOM ROMANCE
AND TRAGEDY.
Primitive Conditionsa Factor
in Recuperation of Devas-
tated Regions.
Travelling through Palestine I was
astonished to see numerous herds of
cattle and flocks of 'sheep on the hill-
side, writes 'W. T. Ellis. Reports corn-
ing out of Syria had declared that all
the Jive stock of the country had either
been devoured by the Turkish army
or else eaten by the people to avert
starvation. This loss has been repre-
sented as a basic cause of continuing
destitution.
Yet here were the black cattle and
the black sheep and black goats, ap-
parently as fat and numerous as ever,
and teaded by well led, merry young-
sters,Nhile their Parents worked in
the holds gathering the abundant har-
vest. How had live stock and people
escaped?
"Go Eaet," and Live.
"They fled to the Bad" was the suc-
cinct answer of a friend who resided
itt Jerusalem throughout the war. The
primitiveness and mobility of, native
Syrian life explains this as well as
other survivals. When the Turkish
army arrived and began its confisca-
tion the people simply took their ani-
mals and families and migrated across
the Jordan, in patriarchal style, to the
safety of the Bedouin country. Turk-
ish authority did not actually extend
beyond 'the Mecee railway, so the
people removed themselves out of the
reach of the invaders and took refuge
in the hospitality of the Arabs.
As to "go Wet" in France meant to
die, so the -go East" in Syria, meant
to live. Later, when the Turks were
driven out, the people ' returned in
safety to their own homes.
This is the sort of thing that makes
a westener wonder at the Orient. Two
years ago Syria was in dire destitu-
tion. Now it is fat and affluent, and,
save for memories of its dead,. better
off in many sections, like Fa.reetine,
than before the war. Some _Ameri-
cana still think of the Holy Land as
covered with the dead and the dyieg,
whereas there are fewer beggars than
an people 'lately so, iestitute
normally,
How
e
recover with such quickness? The
answer is twofold—their simple life
and their cloeeness to a nomadic
existence. The Armenian deporta-
tions should logically have killed every
victim, but these people, and especial-
ly the peasants, have always lived in
a primitive way. The Oriental is
closer to the soil than the Occidental.
He can get along with less food, and
fuel and furnishing than a more pam-
pered person. So when a heavy blow
falls, as it did during the war, he is
better able to endure it.
A Reward of the Simple Life.
The friendly soil is nbsorbing back
into its normal processes the. recent
exiles, because they never were far
away from it. The Syrian peasant has
a meagre house -keeping equipment,
• only a few degrees above that of the
Bedouin. His home has not become
enema:tiered with...the. appliances of
civilization. When he moves he does
not have to carry a kitchen stove and
a' hot water system and electric de-
vicee and an elaborate pantry with
Therefore when he conies back he
needs little to set him going again.
His house is simple, and to. be built
by himself and his neighbors.. His es-
• gentlel furniture is not much, andhis
farming utensils are of the crudest
sort. Mercifully, consequently, he is
able to start life anew with an equip-
ment unbelievably, simple. • Ale
makes possible the wonders of re-
habilitation now being effected by the
co-operation of American relief agen-
cies.
-For a little 'archipelago, the 'Ha-
waiian Islands Offer remarkable var-
ieties of climate. Parts of them have
much less annual rainfall than • our
eastern prominces, whereas on some. of
the lofty mountains,there is an almost
continuous devvnpinspz through the
year.
Thus the island of Kauai runs up to
a peak nearly a -Trine high (in,accessible
except to experiented mountain climb-
ers), and upon its lofty elopes there
fell during five recent years an annual
average of 476 ladies of rain—nearly
forty feet, that 'is to say!
This, however, is not' a maximum
for that wettest spot on earth, In
1914 and again in 1918, as shown by
weather bureau rain -gauges, fifty feet
in depth of water fell from the okiee
upon that one maintain top.
liainevaos It4Aniaselet MAIO 31M4eletheria.
• 2Altintbrd,0 rani/neat Cures Colas, Eto.
Migrating Fish. •
Certain ilsh of the South American
tropics are known, to leave the small
ponds to seek larger and cooler
stretches of water when the sun
threatens to dry up their late habita-
tions. They spend. whole days and
nights upon their march, and travel
by hundreds through the moist under-
grovith of the forests.
Corea's Cotton Crop.
Under Government encouragement
Corea's cotton crop was. increased to
nearly 70,000,000 pounds this year and
an annual production of 20,000,000
pounds in a few years is expeeted.
London'. Wearer's Describes
the Various Charactreys of,
Her Custorners7
Human nature? Well,- I think I can
tell popular novelists some things they
don't know about human nature.
haven't been a waitress in one -of the
busiest restaurants in central London
without learning a little about man-
kind and .womenkind in general. We
get all sorts inhere, from brewers to
bishops, girl flower -sellers to College
girls.
• It a man doesn't glow all over with
geniality when he has. had .a good,
hearty meal, he's hopeless, and the
one who doesn't show his true charac-
ter when he is hungry haen't been
You ctan size people up by the very
bwoily:01
which they give their orders.
There is the woman who takes live
mlettifes----while I'm standing by, pa-
tiently waiting—to decide she is going
to have a cup of tea and a scone; and
the man who orders steak pie rind by
the time you bring it has changed his
mind to sausage and mash. Failures
he life, both of them.
Agaia,-there is the pompous old toff
who rings a complete pea] on the bell
if you are not waiting on the doorstep
to take his order, and complains that
the rolls remind Cm of the British.
Museum.. You can afford to smile, fit
him. You know he's hen-pecked, at
home!
I don't know which 1 hate most, wo-
men who grumble at everything I
bring them, or men who try to be un-
pleasantly familiar with the and call
me "dear," just because I'ma wait-
ress.
Tips? TheY are always acceptable,
of course. All the same, rd rather
have the cheerful person who treats
the as one. who is human, antr`no
money', than the impolite "grouser"
and his twopence. Some people think
a copper or two will cover up all the
rudeness they have hurled at me. A
boiler lid. wouldn't.
Dirty Cuffs and a Smile.
Our regular customers are the, beet,.
I remember one old chap well. Hs
wore dirty starched cuffs, and never
had anything but a roll and a cup of
tea for his lunch. Ha came five days
every week for years, never grun7eled
once, and always had a smile for me.
Then suddenly, he stopped coming,
and—I could shetVan honest tear over
that old man's grave..
One little drama 1 recollect, for I
suppose you'd call it that. A young
fellow came in, He was almost too
ragged and down, at heel to be ad-
mitted to any respeetabit tea -house:
His food disappeared as though it'evas
before a hungry wolf. Just by him
was a pretty girl—probably a typist
in a city office—and when she came tcr
pay her bill site discovered that she -
had left her purseat home. We have
to be very strict in Buell cases, be.'
cause there are so many "forgotten
my money, but I'll send it on" people
about. But this girl was genuinely
distressed. In a moment, up jumped
the ragged boy and paid her bill, and.
off she *went, blushing, but happy.
When the fellow (mine to pay his own
he had just threehaatence left. 1 -Is
couldn't . give any addreee, net even
that of a common lodgiregehonse. A
policeman took him away, and I didn't •
know whether to laugh or cry.
Yes, lots of romances here. I often
say marriages are metde in heaven—
and eating -houses. One girl came
here day after day, always contriving
to get a particular. seat where she
could see a 'certain 'big, black -haired
fellow, though he 4ould never look at
her. But you could tell they had been
friends Once. So I interfered. Cheek,
was it? Well, all 'Women like to try
to put Matters right after Dan Cupid
has sometimes made such a 'mesa of
them. A littionianoeuvring and I got
both at one table. .That day they
walked out together. I found out af-
terwards I had done bettor than /
thought, for I bad 'reunited husband'
and
wileThen there was a shy young fellow,
one of our "regulars." He rarely
spoke to me, 'but when I brought any.
thing wrong for another 'customer, he
would always say, "I'll take that,
miss. It will save you the trouble a
taking it back," What happened then?
Oh, rin going tomarry the fellows
What else eftd_4.....e1
•
Where, Then? • •
"le there a fool at the end of thin
line?" snapped the nierchatt, angrily$
to the telephone .operatJr. •
• ,
"Not •this end, 'sir," •.replied a
voice, ever so eereetly,
No one is 'useless in this world' who
lightens the burden of it foe anyene
else.
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