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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1915-08-13, Page 211 QLD N E' Or "The Adventures of L d Mrd." 13y the Author of "What He. Cost Her." CHAPTER V.—(Cont'd), all he could to get us out of the place. Monty was sitting up when they It was those fetish fellows who work- eached the hut, but at the sight of ed the mischief, and he—certainly— rent's companion he cowered back warned us all he could. He took us nd affected sleepiness. This time, safely to Bekwando and he worked the dwever, Francis was not to be de- oracle with the King led. He walked to Monty's side, and "Yes, and �afterwards brokesneakbed off toed looking down upon him before." ,' Monty f sleep." - the glen's lips, and his eking hands. wanteddp k you eek to you Monty declared. Francis stooped down, with Francis, Ta ent in bitter - "I think," he said gently, "that we ly," ft ndr we pew he bearer for the returnth m ave met efore. "A mistake " eclared. journey too. Sent us out here to be ever saw you in my lie. Just off trapped and butchered like rats. If we'd only had a guide we should have But Francis' had seen the trembling been .at Buckomari by now." nervously "He was right about the' gold," eThere nothing to fear," he said;. Monty faltered. "It's there for the ispicking up. If only we could have to speak to y as a i got back we were rich for life. If you lend." escape—you need never do another "Don't know you; don't want to; stroke of work as long as you live." '" and whisper -1 Trent stood upright, wiped the dank sullen sweat from. his forehead and gazed d a name in the ear of the around him fiercely, and upwards at an. Trent leaned forward but he that lurid little patch of blue sky. ould not hear it -only he too saw the "If I escape!" he muttered.: "I'll hudder and caught the little cry get out of this if I die walking. "I'm hick broke from the white lips of his sorry you're done, Monty," he - cop- artner: tinued slowly. "Say the word and I'll Monty sat up, white, despairing, have one more spell at carrying you! 'th strained, set face and bloodshot You're not a heavy weight and I'm Y Look here," he said, "I may be rested now." hat you say, and Imay not. It's no But Monty, in whose veins was the u. Do you hear? Now cirril of death and who sought only siness of yours. e off and leave me alone! ' Such as I for rest, shook his head. m, I arn. I won't be interfered with.. "It shakes me too much," he said, � "and it's only a. waste of strength. Monty's voice became a shriek. You get on, Trent, and . don't "Leave me alog!" he cried eel you bother about me. You've' done ve t me' alone, use esteettture yaux d ut y..b X: your partner and t bit eaven I'll shoot mom• ••--go, (fight leave me the small revolver in case those howling sav- Francis shrugged, his shoulders, and ages. come Itp-and Trent!' "Yes." rned away with a sigh. " "A word with you outside,"he said "The picture just for a moment. Trent—and Trent followehim out I'd like to have one look at her!" to the night. The moon was paling Trent drew it out from his pocket— in the east there was a faint shim- awkwardly—and with a little shame er of dawn. A breeze was rustling the trees. - 'The -two men stood face face. "Look here, sir," Francis said, "I otice that this concession of yours at the care which had prompted him to wrap it so tenderly in the oilskin sheet. Monty shaded his face with his hands, and the picture stole up to his lips. Trent stood a little apart granted to you and your partner and hated himself for this last piece intly whilst alive, and to the stirviv- of inhumanity. He pretended to be listening for the stealthy approach of their enemies. In reality he was struggling with the feeling which prompted him to leave this picture angement, but I suppose it's too with the dying man. he to to upset it. Your partner is half T suppose you'd best have it,�� odden with drink new. You know said sullenly at last. hat that means in this climate. But Monty shook his head feebly out the picture. ou've the wit to keep sober enough Trend hetook it with an odd sense of rseif. You're a strong man, and shame which puzzled him. IIe was e is weak. You must take care of not often subject to anything of the sort. "It belongs to you, Trent. I lost it on the square, and it's the only so - ✓ in case of the death of either of ou.'r "What then?" Trent asked fiercely. "This! It's a beastly unfair ar- m. You can if you will. "Anything else?" Trent asked oughly. The officer looked his man np and tial law I've never broken—to pay own. "�Ve're in a pretty rough country," my gambling debts.. There's one word e said, "and a man gets into the i mere!" " abut of having his own way here. But ; "It's about that clause in our agree- isten to me! If anything happens to' Ment. I never thought it was quite our partner here or in Buckomari,' fairyou know,Trent!" ou'll have me to reckon with. I shall ' t forget We are bound to meet! "Which clause?" be but a short journey With .'dull, glazed eyes and clenched hands 1 reeled on. A sort of Stupor hack' laid hold of hien, but through it all hie brain was working, and he kept steads; ily to a fixed course. Was it the sea in his ears, ho wondered, that long, monotonous rolling of sound, and there were, lights before his eyes—the lights of Buckomari, or the lights ,pf death! • They found him, an hour or two later unconsciousebut alive, on the outskirts of the village. - Three days later two men were seated face to face in a long wooden house, the largest and most import,' ant in Buckomari village. Smoking a corn -cob and showing in his face but few marks of the terrible days through which he had passed. was Scarlett Trent—opposite to him was Hiram Da Souza, the capitalist of the region. The Jew—of Souza's nationality it was impossible to have any doubt—was coarse • and large of his type, he wore soiled linen clothes and was smoking a black cigar. On the little finger of each hand, thickly encrusted with dirt, was a diamond ring, on his thick, protruding lips • a complacent smile; The concession, al- ready lready soiled and dog-eared, was spread out before. them. It was Da Souza who did most of Hints for the Farmer. the talking. Trent indeed had the appearance of a man only indirectly ehero is big difference between interested in the proceedings. economy and stinginess. "You see, my dear sir," Da Souza 'V have have seen _a man treat a $150 was saying, "this little concession of l yours is, after all, a very risky hugsi 41.oase as though he was worth only 1. G0. ness. These niggers have absolutely $ no sense of honor. Do I not know it I The telephone cannot take the place —alas --to my cost?" { of a hired man, but it helps wonder - Trent listened in contemptuous .si f,•lle lance. Da Souza had made a fortune Crows eat ants, beetles, caterpil trading fiery rum on the Congo, and I lets bus had probably done more to debauch bugs, rubs etc., » . , which do the niggers he spoke of so bitterly I much damage. than any man in Africa. +::narcoal in a granulated form. "The Bekwando people have a bad ' would always- be kept before fowls sense of commercial honor—my dear`' emember that!" 1 "The clause which—at my death— Trent turned his back upon him in i makes you sole owner of the whole fit of passion which choked down all concession. You see—the odds were peach. ,Captain Francis lit acgar- i scarcely even, were they? It wasn't tte and'walked across towards to- you h' anything would happen to "I planned the thing," Trent said, "and I saw it through! You did no- thing but find a bit of brass. It was A sky like flame and an atmosphere only square that the odds should be iof sulphur. No breath of air, not a in my favor. Besides, you agreed. single ruffle in the great, drooping You signed the thing." leaves of the African trees and dense, "But I wasn't quite well at the prickly shrubs. All round the dank, time," Monty faltered. "I didn't quite nausceous odor of poison flowers, the understand. No, Trent, it's not quite ceaseless dripping of poisonous moist- fair. I did a bit of the work at least, are. From the face of the man who ; and I'm paying for it with my life!" stood erect, unvanquished as yet in "What's it matter to you now?" the struggle for life, the fierce sweat Trent said, with unintentional brutal - poured like rain—his older companion • ity. "You can't take it with you." bad sunk to the ground and the Monty raised himself up a little. spasms of an ugly death were twitch -His eyes, lit with feverish fire, -were ing at his whitening lips. I fastened upon the other man, "I'm done, Trent," he gasped faint- I "There's my little girl!" he said ly. "Fight your way on alone.: hoarsely. "I'd like to leave her some - !You've a chance yet. The way's get- thing. If the thing turns out big, ting a bit easier—I fancy we're on! Trent, you can spare a small share. the right track and we've given those' There's a letter here! it's to my law - black devils the slip! Nurse your I ,vers. They'll tell you all about her." strength! You've a chance! Let me . Trent held out his hands for the be. It's no use carrying a dead man." • letter. Gaunt and wild, with the cold fear ! "All right," he said, with sullen un - of death before him also, the younger ; graciousness. "I'll promise something. man broke out into a fit of cursing. I' won't say how much! We'll see." "May they rot in the blackest cor- "Trent, you'll keep your word," ner of hell, Oom. Sam and those mis- I Monty begged. "I'd like her.to know arable vermin!" he shouted. "A path that I thought of her." all: the way, the fever season over,; "Oh, very well," Trent declared, the swamps dry! Oh! when I think : thrusting the letter into his pocket. of Sam's smooth jargon I would give I "It's a bit outside our agreement, you my chance of life, such as it is, to ; know, but I'll see to it anyhow. Any - have him here for: one moment. To thing else?" think that that beast must live and Monty fell back speechless. There Wg diel" 1 was a sudden change in his face. "Prop me up against this tree, Trent, who. had seen men die before, Trent—and listen," Monty whispered. let go his hand and turned away with - "Don't fritter away the little strength' out any visible emotion. Then he you have left." ; drew' himself straight, and set his Trent did as he was told. He had teeth hard together. no particular affection for his part- ! "I'zn going to get out of this," he .tier, and the prospect of his death i said to himself slowly and .with fierce scarcely troubled him. Yet for twenty � emphasis. "I'm not for dying, and I miles and more through fetid swamps wott't die." and poisonous jungles lie had carried! He' stumbled on a few steps, a little him' over his shoulder, fighting fierce- ! black snake crept out of its bed of ly for the lives of both of them, while ; mud, and looked at him with yellow there remained any chance whatever i eyes protruding from its upraised of escape. Now he knew that it was. head, He kicked it savagely away— in vain, he regretted only, his wasted I a crumbled, shapeless mass. It was efforts --he had no sentimental re- I a piece of brutality typical of the grets in leaving him. It was his own. man. Ahead he fancied that the air life he wanted—his own life he meant' was clearer—the fetid mists less chok- to fight for. 1 ing—in the deep' night -silence a few "I wouldn't swear at Oom Sam too hours hack he had fancied that he hard," Monty continued. "Remember had heard the faint thunder of the for the last two days he was doing , sea, If this were indeed so, it would, ards his camp. CHAPTER Vh A+,.MIISV" must be used foraperfeetly satisfactory ,.. 13 29 Tea is the kerne o perleetlon, being all pure, delicious tea. s .,hack, Mixed or Green. name—very bad name. As for any! of x11 ages Trent, one might as well expect did- To get white cauliflower tie the L mends to spring up like mushrooms leaves over the head as soon as the under our feet." I head is formed. "The document," Trent said, "is I aA hog in a good pasture or one that signed by the King and witnessed byis red regularly seldom does much Captain Francis, who is -Agent-Gen- i damage by rooting. eral out here, or something of the sort, for the English Government. It was I Scald the drinking vessels in the no gift and don't you think it, but a poultry yard often so they will not piece of hard bartering. ' Forty bear- I harbor disease germs. ars carried our present to Bekwando , Countries adapted to sheep raising and it took us three months to get' gh. There is enough tri it to' become large consumers of mutton as make us both millionaires." I they increase in size. "Then why," Da Souza asked, look -1 A garden is more bother than it is ing up with twinkling eyes, "do you worth unless you get fruits and vege- want to sell me a share in it?" ;tables that are really better than those "Because I haven't a darned cent to c you can buy. , bless myself with," Trent answered curtly. "I've got to have ready money. I Make it a point to have some choice I've never had my fist on five thous -male lambs to sell to your neighbors and pounds before—no, nor five thous- I who would like something better than and pence, but, as I'm a living man, t Bey now have. let pie have my start and I'll hold mys, When setting any of the bush fruits own with you all."' • the top ',ould be pruned to corre- Da Souza threw himself back u ; .e his chair with uplifted hands. I spond to the root pruning the plant. "But my dear friend," he cried, "my gets in transplanting. dear young friend, you were not think- It is about as profitable to try to ing—do not say that you were think- do two things at once as it is to try ing of asking such a stem as five to raise two crops on the same piece thousand pounds for this little piece of ground at the same time. •of paper!" The wise dairyman will keep his The, amazement, half sorrowful, best cows, and not let the buyer tempt Half reproachful, on the man's face im even with a good price. The bet - was perfectly done. But Trent only ter the cows the better the profits: snorted. growing If the onions are not "That piece of paper, as you call it, g g well, cost us the hard savings of years, it a little nitrate of soda or hen manure cost us weeks and months in the bush and amongst the swamps—it cost a man's life, not to mention the niggers we lost. Come, I'm not here to play skittles. Are you on for a deal or not? If you're doubtful about it I've another market. Say the word and we'll drink and part, but if you want to do business here are my terms. Five thousand for a sixth share!" "Sixth share," the Jew screamed, "sixth share?" Trent nodded. sown broadcast, before or during a rain; often helps them to fill .out, The cow's udder should be- well Washed and dried with a coarse cloth before milking, and the milker's hands should be washed after every cow. Warm weather is the tune to make growth in the hogs. Push the shoats along, giving them good pasture range and feeding all they will eat up clean. •There are many rough hillsides' and pastures which are now bringing no returns that could be made profitable, were they planted to nut trees, es- pecially walnuts. • Celery, cabbage, and other plants of this sort do much better if trans- planted once or twice before going into the field. They will form a much' heavier root system, which is desir- able in all plants. A good many farmers who neglect- ed to plant an orchard and shade trees while they were young waste more time now wishing they had them than it would take to plant them in the beginning. Use the spray pump to whitewash your poultry house. Make a good whitewash, adding a little carbolic acid, and spray the building thorough- ly, covering every bit of the surface, and the house will be wonderfully sweetened. In choosing a breed of cattle or any other class of live stock due consider- ation should be given to the question 'of environment. Where one breed would be a failure' another would per- haps be a success. The silo is not the only way of pre- venting the usual loss from the corn fields, but itis the only way and the best way for preserving the feeding elements of the corn plant. The silo adds nothing to the feeding nutri- ments. On•the other hand, there is a slight loss through fermentation, but itdoes increase the palatability greatly. "The thing's worth a million at least," he said. "A sixth share, is a great fortune. Don't waste any time turning up the whites of your eyes at me. I've named my terms and I shan't budge from them. You can lay your bottom dollar on that." Da Souza took up the document and glanced it through once more. (To be continued.) In three years a beech tree grows 1 ft. 8 ins.; a willow, 9 ft. 3 ins. It is a criminal offence in Britain to make • use of profane oaths. The following penalties may be imposed: In the case of a day laborer, common soldier, or seaman, 1s.; any other person under the . degree of gentle- man, 2s.; any person above the degree of gentleman, 5s. Fine Grain Medium Grain Coates Crain FO UR EXT BATCH OF PRESERVES Buy good Fruit which must not be over -ripe, andwhatis equally important, use good Sugar. The slightest. impurity (organic matter) in the Sugar will start fermentation in the jam, and preserves which were. well cooked and carefully bottled, become acid and uneatable after a few months. You are absolutely safe with the ST. LAW)E'WCE EXTRA GRANULATED SUGAR? which is made front Cane and tests. over 99.99 per cent pure. Poke Cp'hiMuP ST. LAWIRMNpm SIJGAF: If you prefer a very fine grain—a medium ono or ono suite largo, your grosor can sett your t :etc to St. Lawrence which is offsrod Indio three grades In 21b.' and 5 Ib, Cartons, and bags of 10, 20, 25 and 1001bs. Ery in Refinery sealed packages to avoid mistakes and assure absolute cleanliness and correct 'weights. old by most good, Grocers MC N i R4.AL: What to Wear and How to Wear It. Time was -Wand not very long ago either—when a gross of buttons wet used as a trimming for a single gown Now buttonholes are used Inst of buttons. A very charming frock has to long godets on either side of the fu.. skirt, and each .seam is outlined wit a two-inch band of black taffeta across which, one inch apart, are but tonholes done in white silk. Little godets—or dog's ears—give a flare to the jacket, and the seams of these are outlined after the same manner. The effect is most unusual. Contemplation of the stitches taken in the hundreds of buttonholes is posi- tively paralyzing to the woman "who hates to sew." Although buttonholes are profuse and numerous, buttons have not lost their vogue entirely, though they are no longer employed in squads and by the wholesale. They are used now in embroidery on net, taking the places of spangles and sequins. The best quality of jet beads come from Bohemia—or did come be- fore the European madness broke loose—and, since they are scarce now, buttons are used instead. In the embroidered nets the leaves and blossoms of the flower designs are helped out by tiny buttons, a flat yel- low satin button posing gayly as the heart of a daisy and a little red but- ton doing service as a make-believe cherry. Often the buttons are held byhand embroidery. Only the light- est weight buttons are used, as •nets appear to grow filmier and frailer every minute. It is all one's memory is worth to keep up with the names of new col- ors. How the clerks in the shops man- age it goodness only knows. Among the new grays are field mousegray and metal gray. One never hears ofbattleship gray, which -was "it" early in the spring. Belgium blue has just become famil- iar to the human ear when it is crowded out by raven's wing blue and soldat. The best green now is "sage," which is an old name given to a new shade, and "sulphur" leads the yellows. Watermelon pink is luscious in the new taffetas and has a glimmer of (frost, as' if the melon had justconi:e out of the refrigerator. It is almost a peril to wear this de- licious color; somebody might come along and eat you! Black crocodile plush is a new ma- terial suitable for the first cool days of autumn. Duvetyn, a most expensive; unsatis- factory and perishable material, is about to return to favor. The more it costs the worse it wears. If you fancy this velvety stuff, by all means select a coarse weave and heavy texture. The fine ones flatten and fade at the slightest exposure to dust or the ele- ments or the most ordinary wear. It is predicted that certain shades of green duvetyn and the new blue ones will be popular. New coats fasten with a single but- ton. The effect is stingy -looking, but striarL, Ribbon- ueliing is appearing on some pretty summer frocks.Some- times it is knife plaited; again it is box plaited. It conies in satin and silk both. For the finish of flounces it is very good. All ribbons are extensively used, either as bands going straight about the short wide skirts, or as edgings and general trimmings.' - Neck ruchings of maline and tulle are sometimes edged with the nar- rowest ribbons, either in Belgian blue,. banana shade, plain white, sage green or raspberry. Box plaitings of rib- bon are appearing on the new drop veils. Ribbon is used instead of braid for binding skirts, pockets and jackets This is decidedly a ribbon summer. though it is a season in which all th= fussy little 1'a -la trimmings are worn This is the natural reaction agains the plain, plainer, plainest styles o' the last few years. cse Trade in War Time. Soon after the war broke out, says the London Telegraph, a friend called on an English merchant, who did a large Continental business. "This war must have hit you hard," he ven- tured. "Very hard," said the merchant. "I've over $10,000 owing me in Ger- many, and it's touch-and-go whether I' ever ..get a penny of it. Still, we've got to put up with something for the Country." "I'm m glad you take it so cheerfully,' said the friend. "Well, of eourse there's profit and loss in war time; I owe $18,000 in Germany." Canaries sing best in the subdue light.