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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1923-03-22, Page 2• 1 sneers BY KATHARINE SUSANNAH PRICHARD Copyright by Bolla CHAPTER A.L., (Cont'd1.) "It's great times we've had togeth- er, my darling, isn't it?" the School- master asked. "I don't like going witheut you, but it's better. Its great times we've had together , , and now I'm an old blind devil that wouldn't be able to look after you properly in the town. It's not :a nice place fora girl to be going about in, and I'd be no good to look after you --no more than a burden. Pete here'll be n t guide and take lie by the track round the swamp to Melbourne. .He says he couldn't do the short cut across the swamp, but he knows the roundabout track all right. We'll" have to be busy on. Davey's account then. `'You'll be good wife to Davey, won't you, darling? And happy as the day's long when lie gets back. But • yon do love me, too, don't you, darling black head? For God's sake say you love me." His voice broke. Deirdre flung her arms about him, reckless of all but that some trouble within had forced that cry. There was a bitter undertone in his words that ehe did notunderstand, although she associated them in some way with,' Davey's mother and the disturbance and .rental turmoil into which Davey's arrest had . put hint. "I love you," she cried, "more than all the world—more than Davey, more than anyone or anything in it!" He stooped and kissed her. ".What a• jealous brute I ani," he murmured, "to have taken that from you." - "There's nothing you haven't told me?" she asked, searching his face. "No," he replied, turning his face from her and burying it in herhair. "You haven't told me anything at all of what you're going to do to, get Davey off," she said sharply. "Oh, well," he parried. "I don't know ... I haven't decided . it will depend upon circumstances." He recognized the anxiety of ,her voice. "You aren't going to try and get hili off by putting yourself in, his place, are you?" -she asked, doubt- fully. "You've really been less in the thing than he has, and he's young and strong and—" "Oh, no," the Schoolmaster laughed lightly. "I wouldn't try to do that!" He went out to, the stable -yard. When the Kangaroo was saddled, he took Deirdre in his arms again. She watched him cantering down the road on the great raking grey, towards the inland plains, Pete Mc- Coll, en one of Steve's horses, a few yards behind him. The thought of that cry of his troubled her., . Why had he said: "For God's sake, say you loye me!" The flood of her love for hili rose and filled her, the dove of all those early years, when he had heen moth- er, brothel "and playfellow. Little pic- tures of his tenderness, of his gag good -fellowship, of hiscare, flitted before her. Because for years it had moved so tranquilly, she had scarcely realized the depth and power of that passionate affection, but now that he hadcalled for it, showed his need of it, as he had never done even in the old days, it surged tempestuously. CHAPTER XLI. "So the .Schoolmaster's swearin' young Davey Cameeon was no more than a hired drover to him," said MeNab. He was talking to Steve. "What's that you're saying?" Deirdre came to 'the doorway. McNab had just arrived. A skinny, raw-boned boy from the Wirree was taking his horse and cart to the stables. She had seen it draw up a few minutes before and wondered why McNab had come. She had, heard Steve's greeting to liim and MoNab's reply. "Oh. there you are, Deirdre," he said, shuffling towards her and hold- ing out his hand: She disregarded it, looking into his eyes. McNab was in a good temper. The smile wrinkling the skin about his mouth told that he had some secret cause for being well pleased with him er aaid Stoughton - self and the world at large. He could afford to forgive her. "What's that you were saying about father?" she asked. ' t ",haven't you beard? Why it's ou 'of the world you are here, Steve. It's the talk of Wirreeford this business of young Davey d`uffin'! And the Schoolmaster says' it's none of Davey It Rests theWeist •�HE whole body is re- laxed, tate ironing is done far more quickly, and.. the end of your ironing finds you with unfired arcus and wrists' 0 you :iron the way. `Fhe'thrinib rest, an exclusive Hotpoint feature, telieves all strain from the Wrist, and makes ironing an agreeable duty", rather than tx weary0.sk. ,Vor or sale by dea1er'severy- %thhere. "•Made in Ca,nady" by Canadlan General Eriectrlc Co,, Limited I•iead t>ifiae, • 'Toronto Cameron's business, but hie. I, wasn't sure Farrel was in it znese!f, before—1 had lie suspicions of course --but no thing to go on. Corral's business I knew it was; but the devil who gave him long legs knows where he is. He knew when to leave. Smells a sink- ing ship like a rat et sea, Conal does." Neither Deirdre nor Steve spoke. MeNab's eyes wandered from one to the other of them. He continued, , chuckling, as though enjoying . the' joke: a "He'•s •saying—the' Schoolmaster— that Young Davey was a good stock- man, and when he quarrelled with his father he gave hint a job and was paying him wages, re'lar, till he got something else to de, or went home again. And there was no more to it than that. Davey, of course, tried to bluff things out at first; but there was ` an information"out, signed by Cameron, eo the story wouldn't wash that he was on D.C.'s business..". Deirdre clenched her hands as Me- Nab giggled; there was a malicious, slow glimmer in his eyes as they rest- ed on her. "When Cameron got a suspicion someone was liftin' cattle from the back hills, he was busy .enough givin'. information—keen enough to catch the moonlighters! But he didn't reck'n on his boy being taken in charge of a mob. "Troopers in Melbourne didn't' be- lieve Davey's yarn about being his father's son, seein' they'd got Donald Cameron's written word against mobs coming from 'the South to the markets thereabouts. Farrel's story is a good 'un. He says he struck a bargain with Donald Cameron, as agent for Mait- land & Co., stock and store deallers, of Cooburra, New South Wales, .a couple of years ago. These beasts were to haye gone over the border when next some of Maitland's stock- men were in the South; but the rivers were dawn, the stook rollin' fat, and prices up, so he thought it a pity to lose the market, and sent young Davey with 'm . round the swamp to Mel- bourne yards, not telling him "details of the deal. Davey havin' had a dif- ference with his f3ather was gladof the job; it's "a sort:'of challenge to Cameron. Clever of he Schoolmaster! I wander what D. C:'11 do about it. He can^see it's a let, -off' for Davey, if Le, stands to it, :a let -off for the School-. master too. If he doesn't—we'll, T think Davey, 'n your father, my dear, '11 spend a bit oftime on the roads. "The queer part of the business' is that though half a dozen men's beasts may be in the mob, the brands 've been so neatly faked, no one can swear to 'em. Ali the clear skins 've got Maitland's brand on. So the charge of cattle-stealin' 'll stand orfall be what Cameron says—or does. A couple of white-faced cows with D.C. on 'm are the only give-aways in the lot!" "He won't put. his .own son away,". blurted Steve. "P'raps! P'raps not!" McNab fidgeted . "Hardly likely!" Deirdre cried, "Miekk Ross 'n Bud Morrison were in here; couple of nights ago," Steve. went on. "And they said they'd swear blind none of their beasts were in the lot. All the hill settlers 'd be prepar- ed to db the same, they said—rather than put Davey or the Schoolmaster in a' fix." "Y—es," snarled MeNab, "so I'in told!" - Deirdre laughed. His disgust and disappointmentadelighted her. "You didn't reckon on that, did you, Mr. McNab?" she said. She went off down the road to'the- paddock where Steve's two milking Bows were, and presently, drove them, one swinging before the other, into the yard at the back of the shanty. She was easier in her mind than she had been since the ,Schoolmaster had gone—even since Davey rode out of Narrow Valley, But the sight of Me - Nab disturbed her, She bailed and leg -roped the cows, Wondering why lie had come, as, she milked, and the milk fell with a gentle swish into the pail between her knees, she could not believe that it was merely to bring them the good news that Davey and the Schoolmaster were (likely to get' off. She turned the: cows . into the pad- dock beside"the -bails and toek'the pail of warm, sweet-smelling milk indoors.' When she went into the kitchen MeNab was sitting in the big chair by, the fire.. He looked up at her. The' firelight showed his fade and the simile that glimmered on it. Heseemed to be remembering, and with triumph,, that other night when he had sat there. Steve, crouched on the bench oppo- site him, was shivering and sobbing.' Deirdre put the milk in its place. "What's the matter? What hive you done to hien?" she fried, facing McNab." Ile took a heavy chain from his pocket. It r:lanked with a dull, slew sound. Steve started from his :chair. "Oh, send hint away, Deirdre, ;send him away!" he sobbed, `Deirdre knew the Meaning of the trick. She had heard it often, It was an old dodge to,discover escaped con- victs, this clanking of a chain near thein. A man who had worn irons never • forgot the sound they made, and whenever he heard it would start and tremble, The rage that burned to a white beet kept her 'silent a moment, "-l'ou'd never 've thought it, would you, Deirdre? Thin a lag, and you a sag's`' daughter?" McNab Chuckled, ,"It's alae!" "Is it? You ask --1 vele Steve, It's been a puzzle to me, more'n eighteen years, why two chaps from the 'Is-' land never carne for the help that was pronitsed 'm, and they with a reward out against them. I knew they'd got safe' up the river because a boat was found on the bank, beyond where M'Langhlin is now. I meant to touch a bit of that reward, too, but it's never too late to wend; -as they say." "You'd never send us back tp the Island?". Steve cried. "You'd never do that, McNab ?" "Wouldn't I?" McNab laughed softly. He was: en- joyiror, the ,spectaele of Steve's whimp- ering, the trenrLding of his withered limbs :the sense of power that it gave him. "You—" ., Deirdre gasped; but 'There,now," he interrupteth "I wouldn't be Balling me names, if I were you,,.Deirdre. After the pretty way you treated me a, month or two ago, too Would you beforgettin'., my. dear? It would bea pity to make an enemy of me, as I' said once 'before. It's a .bad enemy I make,' they say, and a nasty temper I've got when I'nr roused•. But there's nothing I. -wouldn't do for you, Deirdre, You can, twist me round, your little .finger if you like," - The firelight was in his eyes. (To be continued.) Dye OM Wrap, Skirt; Sweater, Curtains in Diaixioucl Dyes Each package .of "Diamond Dyes" contains directions' so, simple any wo- niaa can dye or tint her old worn, faded things new. Even if she has never dyed: before, she can,put a rich, fadeless; color into shabby skirts, dresses, waists, coats, stockings, sweaters, coverings, draperies, hang- ings, •everything! -4Duy Diamond Dyes -no other hand --then perfect hone dyeing is guaranteed. 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While the rudiments"'of order and tidiness must be impressed on the plastic minds of our children, we can not expect them to be contented and happy -if never allowed to _ indulge in any of the amusements dear to the hearts of the little folks, su h as. blowing soap bubbles or, cutting pa- pers. Of course, it makes mothers more work' but it, does not make a disagreeable litter to sweep up and either amusement is clean. They both help to . develop the child's imagina- tion and love of creation, that is a natural trait in any' normal child. We save all the scraps of wrapping paper and now that' the older chil- dren are in school, our little tot spends many happy hours making_ scrap books. .He cuts the paper;' the right size and with twine and darning needle, sews the sheets togetlie,„_ In these books he pastes bright pictures. which he cute from seed catalogs or magazines. .: Afterthe little fellow be- comes tired of this amusement, he is told that it is now time to gather up the scrap. papers. ' He thinks he is helping and is certainly not having the idea instilled in his mind that he is to be waited on,'but rather, that he must do his part. If the child is inclined- toward a liking for books he should be given every opportunity to develop along this line. It is the early training that forms a good foundation for his school training. He will spend piany busy hours making himself acquainted' with the characters of his picture book that will help in forming his early impres- sions. Half a dozen potatoes and a hand- ful -of burned matches may be employ ed in- making another hour pass hap- pily. A whole circus of potato ani- mals may be made and with the help of a box ofbuilding blocks the little' folks may have a regular "Noah's Ark.” The old-fashioned, spool knitting is a favorite with little folks and teach- es patience. If bite of bright -colored strings are saved, tied together and used for this purpose, much more in: terest will be taken, ; Some children will enjoy half .an hour's play each day for the entire winter, with a box of toothpicks. ; I, would not advise this, however,, if the child can not be taught to gather up the toothpicks after playing with thein each time. Farnms inay be laid out, fences built, and even a house and, barn added by the use of these little sticks. If you happento' have dye mixed for some .other purpose and will dip a few of the toothpicks in the dye fluid, it, will add wonderfully to the attractiveness Sf them for the children's playthings, as it is natural -for children to love bright objects. Mother's . clothespite may also be used in the same way, If the 'fences; and (buildings are made of these and Bows acid horses furnished in the form of empty spools, the child's enjoyment can hardly be over-estimated. A little girl is never so happy as when "helping mother," even though' her help is a bother. kly mother used to give file a bit of her bread dough, whenever she baked and I was allow- ed. to care for the dough and then make it out into a tiny loaf when she made hers out, and when it was baked i it was my bread for supper, • I know it was a great help to me in making me observant of the methods used in housework, and I was more willing to help mother when I was old enough. to really be of service.—Nellie Porter, How to. Make Bread With a Mixer. I' have used a bread mixer :since sist yea's ago Mast fall, I have a family of eight to cook for,' mostly boys, and honestly, ; don't- know how I 'would manage withou.", it„ i bake twice week, making seven loaves and two pans of plain buns ea -ch time.. I have a measure for the liquids and a scale to weigh the flour. Of course, *here is a difference in flour, but one can soon tell how much to use. If the dough looks sticky add a little more flour and knead again. Bread recipe -At dinner time, save one quart of potato water, put two tablespoons each of sugai and salt in a gallon crock and pour on the hot po- tato water., Mash real fine a good cupful of potatoes and add to liquid. When lukewarm add a cake of soften- ed yeast foam ,andflour to make a Kim pancake batter. Cover and let rise. Just before bedtime' put one table- spoon of lard ;in your mixer and pour, on it one quart,of boiling milk. When 1„ lard has melted put in one quart of water, cool enough to make milk luke- warm, then add yeast mixture and ten pounds of flour. • Now put on your kneading rod and turn the crank until flour is all mixed` in. If dough, sticks to finger add a little more flour and' knead again until dough- is nice and_. smooth and does not stick to side of mixer. There is a great difference in pour anti; some you use more of than'i'• others. Cover the mixer -with a cloth, put on cover,' and•either'set in 'a warm place ' or cover warmly for over 'night. ' In the morning: knead down well then put in pans. Let rise as usual, and bake. .This makes nine loaves, One can divide thesrecipe.—Mrs. J. L. Household Helps. With the hens laying well and the cows freshening, and with the sale§ over, I have quite •a' bit idore money, than at any other time in the year. So I :buy one thing that will lighten my work. Last year it was a butter worker and bread mixer, this year a cake mixer and pressure cooker. I also buy as many extra staples such as rice, soap, spice, and cornstarch as I can afford. When summer with its extra expenses comes, I have some things; ahead. Anothea thing I have is two pairs of curtains for each 'window down, stairs. How often we know we should wash the curtains but there is so much.• -to do that we just put it off and then like a bomb, we get a letter that a carload of in-laws and some of their friends are coming for the week -end. Think of the relief of having clean curtains to slip -on the poles, When I have a lot of hemming to do I sew, the ends of the .different articles so that when 1 begin I have a continuous seam. ' This does away With the little notch atthe beginning of each article.. I always read the daily paper, no matter how busy I ant, and I always spend fifteen minutes with my music. Let's keep from being farm drudges as scene seem to think we are. -M. M, The New Spelling. 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