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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1921-02-24, Page 6into uy Teapot Put a teaspoonful o the genuine For every TWO cups. Potw on freshly BOILING water and let it stand for five minutes. THE RESULT will be the lin. st perfect flavoured tea you ever tasted. ez24 III, And then in a disconnected fashion, for Rowena was sobbing heart -broken- ly now, she told him all about it. She had been insanely jealous, and the junk -dealer had passed in the alley below, and she had called to him from the window, and he had come up and bought the violin for $5. Dazed, dumb with grief, he heard her through, as a father might hear that his only son is dead. And when at last she had finished, he stood star- ing at her vacantly, still too shocked for speech. That she could sell his violin, his precious Strad, seemed un- believable. He moistened his lips and asked, in a dull voice: "You have the man's name, Row- ena?" "Yes, Milo." Hurriedly she procur- ed from the bureau a piece of paper on which was written in lead pencil the name of Abe Rubovitz, and an ad- dress in Terauley street. "He will surely give it back when you'explain. And I'll work and earn the money. 1'11 do anything, anything, Milo, if you'll only try to forgive me." • He made no answer to that, but got his hat and coat, and moved toward the door. She followed him, her arms held out in supplication. "Wait, Milo! You mustn't go be- fore you've eaten. Wait till you've had yrour dinner." He did not answer that either, but left the room and closed the door be- hind him—noiselessly, as before. Down the front steps he walked like a man in a fog. Milo reached the junk establishment Just as Abe Rubovitz himself arrived; and Abe, too, was visibly excited. He had arrived, not in his decrepit cart, but astride his equally decrepit horse; and it was manifest that misfortune had befallen him. When Milo rushed upon him, violently demanding his violin, Abe gesticulated and swore that he did not have it. Argument ensued. Both talked, and neither listened. "Where is my Strad?" yelled Milo. "Give me back my precious Strad!" "Er'ryt'ing gone!" wailed Abe, lift- ing his arms to heaven. Mrs. Rubovitz, convoying nine young Rubovitzes of assorted sizes, made her appearance from the shack which served as home, and the hub- bub was augmented. Loud chatter followed in a tongue unknown to Milo; and then the entire Rubovitz family, led by the rnaster on his dolorous steed, filed dismally down the street, a mournful procession indeed. Milo had no choice except to foI- Iow; and several blocks away he en- countered an answer to the riddle. The remains of Abe's junk cart lay in a pile on one side of the street, on the opposite side were heaps of old iron, hones, wire, bottles, rags, what -not. It was painfully clear that a street car, travelling at high speed, had ram- med Abe fairly amidships. It was also clear that the violin was gone. All search proved unavailing. Nor could any person in the neighborhood tell anything about it. Broken in spirit, Milo at last moved slowly away, muttering to himself and shaking his head. His eyes were cast down, heedless of the curious passers- by. He felt as if he had grown years older. He was a lost soul. 'Jostled on all sides, stared "at, ridiculed, over- whelmed with grief, he' shuffled along the snowy street. In this planner he proceeded ahn- lessly through the Ward. Then, all at once, he stopped short, flung his head up, and stood listening. From the • lower window of a house on his left is "sued the strains of a violin. It was poorly played and the air was rag- time—a thing he abhorred—but he would have known the tone of that !Training Spool for purses. Ontario Hospital for Insane, Toronto, offer. a three -3' ea: ' course for vnung wi,men iu general and amental nursing, A ,Birol remuneration, wi!,b unitornm, rd and laundry. almwen during t''•lz !tee, Comfortable nurses' rest• ae ler particulars apply asit)iri:L ..UPL!-RUNTENOEN"r a r ,.,, e a:cap ta! Toronto, bpi, violin anywhere. It was his own IStradivarius! Precipitately, he dashed up the steps f to the door, tried the knob,'found the • door locked and- banged upon it. The music within ceased, and in a little while the door was opened a scant • three inches by a woman of forbidding countenance, who regarded him sus- piciously. He thrust the door open and brush- ed past her. As he rushed into an ad- jacent room, a "tough guy" and sever- al other persons of like description sprang to their feet, startled by this' high-handed intrusion. The tough guy laid the violin aside. That was Milo's chance. With cat-' 1 like quickness, he pounced upon the instrument, and in another moment, Ibefore those in the room had recover-, ! ed from their astonishment, he was in :the hall with it, and going fast. The' woman made an ineffectual grab at his coat, as he sped past her, and the tough guy quickly plunged in pursuit. I Having gained the street in safety,! Milo fled in the direction from which, he had come. The hard -faced woman, the tough guy and all his tough com- rades came in full cry after him,' shouting: "Stop him! Head him off! He's a thief!" In every block the pursuers gained recruits; and when they reached the ;spot where the` tar:had,.struck Abe Rubovitz their number was in- creased threefold. Abe and his pro- geny were poking about in the scat- tered junk and removing parts of it in a wheelbarrow; but, seeing Milo running with the violin under his arm, they abandoned this less profitable employment and in their own way took up the popular cry: "T'ief! T'ief! Stop t'ief!" The chase ended, as it was sure to end, when a policeman appeared on the scene, curious to know what the rumpus was about. "It's mine!" panted Milo, when the policeman grabbed him. "It belongs to me!" "He's got my fiddle!" accused the tough guy, puffing like a tugboat from his exertion. "I bought it off'n Tommy Pike for one bone." "Dey tell lies," announced . Abe Rubovitz, breathlessly, joining the trio. "De Attie b'longs by me. I;giff lady fife Lollar for 'hp." The honest policeman could tluk .of only one solution to such an interest- ing problem.; and so he called the wagon and locked them all up. The same interesting problem eon- fronted the judge the next morning. Here were three men ail claiming ownership of a piece of property and all, apparently, entitled to it by law. Abe Rubovitz, being duly sworn, reiterated that he had given the lady "fife toiler for 'inn." The tough guy (whose name, it developed, was Joe Sabin) deposed that he had bought the fiddle "off'n Tommy Pike for cue bone." And Tommy Pike, a lad. of fifteen, solemnly swore that he had found it; and he told no lie. "Well, Mr, Van Wynkoop," said the judge, "what have you to say about this?" Milo rose, tremblingly, his face very pale and haggard. Last night, in his cell, he had written a note to Rowena, and given a boy a half -dollar to. deliver it and answer no questions. He had told her not to worry, that the violin was safe, and that he would be home in the morning and explain every- thing. And he was thinking of Row- ena now when he said: "Your honor, the violin is mine. I can not tell you how these men carte to have it. I am willing to pay them for its return. That is all I can say, your honor." His honor frowned. Urgent ques- tioning failing to elicit any further information, he turned, to Abe. "Mr. Rubovitz, will you play for us on the instrument?" Mr. Rubovitz shrugged expressively. "No can play 'im," said he. • "Mr. Sabin, how about you?" "Sure!" grinned Mr. Sabin, and played the fiddle. He knew but • one tune, and he had rendered it indiffer- ently last night. He was nervous now, and his rendition was worse. "And now, Mr. Van Wynkoop," said the judge, smiling down at the faded little musician, "suppose we hear you." Pale, but quite self-possessed, ,Milo tucked the violin beneath his chin. and swept his gaze over the crowd. It was the sort of Crowd you can see any morning in the police court of any big city—drug fiends, fallen women, petty thieves, drunk-and-disorderiies, pick- pockets, a sordid crowd in a sordid place. Then the master touched his m9gic bow to the strings and flooded the place with exquisite music., The ugli- ness vanished, and there appeared, in- stead, the enchantment of singing birds and sunshine, and woods and. brooks, and happiness. The audience listened spell -bound; and when the last soul-searching note had died away, there was a moment's breathless hush. Then the courtroom rang with tunaui- tous applause. The bailiff pounded his gavel for order., and amid the uproar theb could be heard pronouncing his de- cision. A few minutes later Milo walked from the courtroom in possession of his violin. He was thinking that he must invent an alibi to present to Rowena and another to submit to Manager Bloom. It would never do to have either know of this affair. If Bloom heard, about it, he would prob- ably cancel that contract. He had proceeded thus far hi , his meditation, and was nearing the door of the court -house, when his wife and Bloom confronted him. Unobserved, Bloom had been sitting in the rear of the courtroom, chatting genially with some newspaper men and mentally computing the value of the free pub- licity that would accrue to Valentine the Vagabond Violinist. "Well, Val, old scout," he said, for the benefit of the reporters, "you did Watch How They Walk! Haye you ever noticed men walk- ing? Every one, when walking by himself, has a different style, and that alone shows the character. It would be as easy to read the charact- er of our lady friends, only, for obvious reasons, their walking man- ners are less easy to study, woman even in her walk being ruled by the prevailing fashion. Take the slow-paced, stiff -kneed man who travels at the rate of two smiles an hour. He has no ambition and few or no hopes; he has no idea of bettering himself, and he will pro- bably never do so. His mind is slug- gish, and he is most unlikely to get on in the world. The man who hurries one minute and delays the next is an erratic in- dividual. He is a man often full of selienies which he will never carry out. He works well by fits and starts, but he never persists. The man who frequently stops and stares about, who is attracted by shop windows, or who will turn to look after a pretty girl, is the pleasure - loving man. Any form of work is ab- horrent to him, and what work he does is only forced from him by cir- cumStaneeS. Then comes one with eyes fixed on the ground, seeing nobody. He ilius into people, and is often in danger of the traffic. He is the dreamer, and in rare cases his dreams become living, splendid realities, but far more often he comes to grief. A variety of this man'is he who, with his eyes fixed on some distant object, sees little or nothirmg of tihat iutervenea. He has a better chance of eueeeee, but, like the other he is a dreamer, who fails to calculate what obstacles are on the road to success. He means to do something big. In his mind's eyes be sees it already clone, and fails, as a rule, be- cause some little thing tripped uli his plans. Then conies a man who tries to rush ahead, sees people in the way, falls back, and is afraid to risk a collision. He frets and fumes because he cannot make headway quickly enough, but he has not the pluck to force his way through, or the skill to do it without force. The steady, though somewhat slow walker, is one who usually does well without doing very well. He is methodical and tidy, punctual as a rule, and somewhat careless of criti- cism. There is an individual known to most of us who rushes ahead careless of all in his way. Strong or weak; he pushes them from his path without caring a jot what becomes, of therm. He is usually in a hurry. He is a selfish, grasping fellow, who means to win his way, no matter who may suffer thereby. That he often fails is because he contrives to make so many enemies. Then there is the smiling individual, who pushes his way ahead but who is always apologetic when he treads .on one's Corns, or knocks one's hat off, He doesn't really care a jot, but he knows that politeness costs nothing; so he is always courteouss though cal- lous. He is a man who will probably gain his way. He is wily and toadying, he will lie without hesitation, and he is a man with whom it Is wall to have nothing to do. that very cleverly. I congratulate you, Your wife got here just as the judge dismissed your ease, and you can see how tickled she is." And a little later, for Milo's ears alone: "By the way, Milo, there's a slight mistake in that contract. It reads for two weeks at seventy-five per. It oughts be for six months at one hundred and fifty a week. PI1 fix it up in a jiffy. C'mon; we're an hour late for: rehears -al," (The End.) Women! Use "Diamond Dyes." Dye Old Skirts, Dresses, Waists, Coats, Stockings, Draperies, Everything. Each pacgage of "Diamond Dyes" contains easy directions for dyeing any article of wool, silk, cotton, linen, or mixed goods. Beware! Poor dye streaks, spots, fades and ruins ma- terial by giving it a 'dyed -look." Buy "Diamond Dyes" only. Druggist has Color Card. A Toad's Table Manners. One summer night when we were sitting round the porch light, says a writer in Country Life, one of us noticed a toad that was making fran- tic efforts to climb the three steps that lead to the walk. He finally reached the verandah floor and began flipping at the bugs that had fallen into the circle of light that the lamp cast. Some of us began catching beetles and dropping them near his nose, and he soon appeared to accept us as his natural providers. He was back the next night and, in fact, every night while the toad season lasted; and he has continued to -visit us in the same manner every summer. It is evident- ly the memory of a well -set table that brings him back each year. There are certain bugs, such as po- tato beetles and squash bugs, that the toad will not touch. He likes light- ning bugs only when he is very hun- gry, but he is not often too full to spear a luckless June bug that comes within reach of his tongue. Now and then a big clinching beetle clinches it strong mandibles on the toad's lip or foreleg and clings there, mach to his inconvenience, but apparently not to his great suffering. One night some one offered him one bf the big green larvae that feed on grape leaves. The worm was the size of a man's finger, but the toad undertook to swallow it. He would have suc- ceeded had he taken the grub head- first; but, since he started with the tail, the worm could dig its hooked feet into the floor and crawl out the toad's mouth. At the end of five min- utes the grab finally crawled free, though it died from the coating of toad digester that it had encountered. It is fun for the youngsters to feed katydids to the toad; he has such a time swallowing all the legs and antennae. He stuffs them into his mouth with his paws, very much as a little boy crams in more cake than his mouth will comfortably hold. Moreover, the toad is troubled by the insect's kicking after it is down; and sometimes a jarfly will sing quite a swan song after it is engulfed. At such times the toad pats his stomach with his forefeet or lies flat on the floor and stretches himself as far as he can reach. Airplanes Guard the Vine,, yards: In France great damage is done to the vineyards by hail, and resort has been had to many ingenious electrical and other devices for warding off this . mischief. The newest idea is that of a French scientist who propos-es to use air- planes for the purpose, sending them up when atmospheric conditions sug- gest uagest a likelihood of a hailsitorm. . His argument Is that inasmuch as a fall of hail is usually preceded by a calm, a disturbance of the air by the whirling propellert9 of flying machines would be likely to prevent the forma- tion of the icy projectiles whose bom- bardment is so much dreaded. Minard's Liniment Relieves Golds, ete. OLD CARPET of all kinds made Into NEW RUGS ' Rag Rugs Woven, Carpets 'Cleaned Send card for catalogue. SANITARY CARPET Ol-EANING CO, 1 83 Ryerson Ave., Toronto Spiders as Weather Prophets. There is a wealth of weather wis, dom to be got from the observation of spiders. These insects cannot spin properly in a high wind. Before a gale they may be observed strengthening their webs. The shape of the web is also a valuable indication. When the frame - lines are short and stout the insect's instinct has told it that wind and rain are coming, while long and slender frame -lines are a reliable sign of calm and fine weather. If spiders remain active during rain you may be certain it is only a shower and will be over soon. When, at the beginning of rain, they retire into complete indolence, the unsettled weather will almost certainly last for some time. The time of day at which spiders mend their nets is also a good wea- ther sign, If the mending is observ- ed going on during a 'summer even- ing there will be no rain that night. When spiders are seen crawling on walls instead of, attending to their nets wet weather is imminent. If You Forget. If you forget to do the kindly deed, Some sad soul may go sadder on its way; And drearier still may be its dark - some day, Missing a friend in need. If you forget that helpful word to say, Some sore heart may be filled with fiercer ache; And, needing sympathy, that heart may break— So speak the word to -day. If you forget tib say, to think, to do The thing to help a fellow -soul along, Your soul must bear the burden of the wrong Your whole life's journey through. 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The world's last barrier! There is a certain amount of pre- sumption in attaching this description to any obstacle standing in the way of u an, The air was a barrier. for a time but now aviators are looping the loop in the upper reaches. At the perpendicu- lar extremes of the globe are certain mvaste spaces suitable neither to tour- ing nor cultivation, But they opposed man's ambition, and at a cost officially 'placed at 400 lives, $150,000,000 in cash and 200 ships he achieved the North Pole, The expeditions into the antipodean seas were almost ae cost- ly, and not long since pian hurled him• self against the ultimate by engaging in the greatest war of the ages. The Next Goal. Now, temporarily out of sensations, he is casting his eyes eagerly toward another last Boal left unconquered— and fervently hoping it will not prove too easy of achievement. It is in Tibet that this lora adven- ture against the world's final barrier is to be staged. Tibet Is in itself a strange country.- It is in the southern part of China, separated from India by a narrow strip of buffer ,states, of which Nepal is one. Extending through this state of Pepsi, like an. army of giants drawn up in semi -thou - lar formation to guard Britain's most famous colony from Asiatic hordes„ are those towering wonders of the earth known as the Himalayas, and in their midst the most awe-inspiring marvel of them all—Mount Everest. It is this Mount Everest, the high- est, most remote and most terrible mountain in the world, that Sir Francis Youngh.usband, the British soldier and explorer, has announced his intention to scale, probably some time next May. It is not without reason Mount Everest hair been known throdghout the generations as the unconquered • mountain. Not w-ithout justification are its olear heights still unsullied by mortal presence, and pot without cause have the adventurers of the earth paused in dismay before it. Tibet, through which the expedition doubtless will proceed on its way to the mountain, is familiar ground to Sir Francis, In 1904 he led a force against Lhasa, its chief metropolis, and was the first whiteimanin years to enter the Forbidden City. Lhasa is about 280 miles northeast of Mount Everest, and if the expedi- tion starts there, as is likely, will of- fer the climbers a sharp picture of contrasts. Shielded for generations from infidel eyes, it is a remarkable relic of the Middle Ages. A Land of Lamas, On a hill is the palace in which dwells the Dalai Lama, vicar on earth of the great Buddha, and in the square below the cathedral of Jo Kang, where incense to the PIoly One always is ris- ing. Tibet is a country of lamas, and everywhere the roads are filled with pilgrims coming from Bhota, Nepal, Liadaltis, remote sections of China, India and Sikkim, to pay their devo- tions to the Peerless Teacher. If Sir Francis decides to approach Mount Everest from Lhasa he will have to cross the Brahmaputra River and skirt at least some of the 40,000 peaks which make up the -Himalaya group. He may, on the other hand, decide to make the Start from Katman. du, the capital of Nepal, which, while not so important as Lhasa, is only 110 miles from Mount Everest and has heeu the gateway for many exploring expeditione. Mount Everest, it must be under- stood, not only never has been touched by the foot of a white man .(so far as !history knows), but has only been seen by others than natives from a dis- tance, Sir George Everest, after whom it is named, estimated its height at 29,002 feet by trigonometrical calcu- lations, and he only managed to do this by telescopic observations. Re- cently his computations have been brought into question, and scientists now say the height of. Everest is at least 29,141 feet, or more than Live and one-half miles. Perils Await Adventurer. R ealling lie thrilling accounts given by De Saussure. and Bitlmat of their efforts to reach the summit of Mont Blanc, which is only 15,782 feet high, something of the character of the task confrolnting Sir l+rani•cis wt'11 become apparent. Moreover, Sir Francis is in his sixtieth year, and for a man o! his age to undertake such an achieve ment is in itself worthy of eomnmeule• ration, if not of expioitatien, for the encouragement: of our faint (hearted brethren who believe that torty or fifty is the furthermost limit of hunmarl lnitiative.