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Zurich Herald, 1917-03-23, Page 6It ha the reputation 4* nearly qui rter 'i&: ,. century behind every packet s M 1 — �., , a cfl - >t eett— r Mixed 1204 The ride's Na ; Or, The Adventures of Captain Fraser CHAPTER XVII. •iCont'd). Poppy presided over that meal, an it, and the subsequent walk to dis cover lodgings, are among Fraser' dearest memories. He trod on ai through the squalid roads by her side and, the apartments having been ob tained, sat on the arm of the arm chair—the most comfortable part,— and art,and listened to her plans. "And you won't go aw withou letting Hie know ?" he said, as he ros to depart. Miss Tyrell shook her head, an her eyes smiled at him. "You know I won't," she said, softly. "I don' want* to." She saw him to the door, and unti he had quitted the gate kept it hospi tabiy open. Fraser, with his head in a whirl, went back to the Swallow. r going away crimson with indignation d ; and cooing wickedly. - i Humbled by the terrors of his posi- s ! tion, the proud shipowner turned more r i than ever to Captain Nibletts for com- , fort anti sympathy, and it is but due to - that little man to say that anything e, he could have done for his benefactor would have given him the greatest de- light. He spent much of his spare t time in devising means for his rescue, e all of which the old man listened to with impatience and rejected with d contumely. "It's no goad, Nibletts," he said, as t they sat in the subdued light of the cabin one evening. "clothing can be I done. If anything could be done, I - should have thought of it." "Yes, that's what struck me," said the Iittle skipper, dutifully. "I've Avon that w omen's 'art," said Captain Barber, miserably; "in 'er anxiety to keep me, the woman's natur' has changed. There's nothing she wouldn't do to make sure of me." "It's understandable," said Nibletts. "It's understandable," agreed Cap- tain Barber, "but it's orkard. In- stead o' being a mild, amiable .sort o' woman, all smiles, the fear c" losing me has changed 'er into a determined, jealous woman. She told me herself it was love of me as 'ad changed her." "You ain't written to .her, I sup- pose?" asked Nibletts, twisting his CHAPTER XVIII. The prime result of Mrs Banks's nocturnal ramble with Mr. William Green was a feeling of great bitter- ness against her old friend, Captain John Barber. Mr. Green, despite her protests, was still a member of the crew of the Foani, and walked about Seabridge 'in, broad daylight, while she crept forth only after sundown, and saw a hidden meaning in every "Fine evening, Mas. ,Banks," which met her. She pointed out to Captain Barber that his refusaLto dismiss Mf' Green was a reflection ufion':her . 'era- ity, and there was a ,strange light in her eyes and a strange hardening of er mouth as the old man said that to omply with her. request would be to reflect upon the polite seaman's vera- city. Her discomfiture was not lessened by the unbecoming behaviour of her daughter; whir, in some .subtle manlier, managed to convey that -her acceptance of her mother's vereion of the incident depended upon the way she treated Mr. Frank Gibson. It was a hard matter to a woman of spirit, and a harder thing still, that those of her neighbors who listened to her ac- count of the .affair were firmly per- suaded that she was setting lien •carp at, Captain Barbey. To clear her character 'from this imputation; and at the name time to mark her sense of the captain's treat- ment of . her, Mre. Banks effected a remarkable change of front, and without givingthim the slightest warn- ing, set herself to help along his mar- riage to Mrs. Church. She bantered him upon the subject when she met him out, and, disre- garding his 'wrathful embarrassment, accused him in a loud voice of wear- ing his tie in a love -knot. She also called him a turtle -dove. The con- versation ended here, the turtle -clove c h c sareeserameaskaortaneetwerneeerontee way to begin," said Barber, regarding him attentively. ! Captain Niblett's nerve failed him. at the responsibility. "It's your plan, Captain Barber," he said, impressively, "and nobody can tell a man like you how it should be done. It wants acting, and you've got to have a good memory to remem- ber that you haven't got a memory." "Say that ag'in" said Captain Bar- bsr, breathing thickly. Captain Nibletts repeater: it, and Captain Barber, after clearing his brain with a glass of spirits, bade him a solemn good -night, and proceeded slowly to his horn, The door was opened by Mrs. Church, and a hum of voices from the front room indicated company. Captain Barber, hanging his hat on a peg, entered the room to discover Mrs. Banks and daughter, at- tended by Mr. Gibson. "Where's Fred?" he' asked slowly, as he took a seat. "Who?" said Miss Banks, with a lit- tle scream "Lawk-a-mussy, bless the man," said her mother. "I never did." "Not come in yet?" asked Barber, looking round with a frightful stare, "The Foam's up." The company exchanged glances .of consternation. "Why, is he alive?" inquired Mrs. Church, sharply, "Alive!" repeated Captain Barber. `°Why shouldn't he be ? 1 -re was alive yesterday, wasn't he?" There was a dead silen. - , and. then Captain Barber from beneath his is the shaggy eyebrows observed with ale light that Gibson, tapping, his'fore- head significantly, gave , warning glance at the others, while all four sitting in a row watched anxiously for. the first signs of acute mania. "I expected he's .'gone round after you my dear," said the wily Barber to Miss Banks. ,� diges j n and iliOUSneSS 1 _Iu the circumstances this was cer- tainly cruel, and Gibson, coughed con- fusedly. , "I'll go and see," said Miss Banks, hurriedly; "coxae along, mother." 'The two ladies,. followed•by Mr. Gib- son, shook hands and withdrew hur- riedly, Captain Barber, wonclering how to greet Mrs. Church after he had let them out, Axed his oyes on the car- pet and reivained silent. "Aren't you •well ?" inquired the. lady tenderly,' "Well, ma'am?" repeated Uncle Barber, with severity. "Ma'am ?" said Mrs. Church in tones of tender reproach; "two hours ago I was Laura. Have you been to the 'Thorn' ?,, . "What 'Thorn'?" demanded Captain Barber, who had decided to forget as much as possible, as this only .safe way. "The `Thorn Inn,''" `said Mrs, Church, impatiently. "Where is it?" inquired Capta Barber, ingenuously. Mrs. Church looked at him with dee consideration. "Why, at the end o the eottages, opposite the `Swan.,,, What 'Swan'?'" inquired -Captain Barber "The 'Swan Inn,' " said Mrs, Church restraining her temper, but with di ficulty. • "Where is it ?" said Uncle Barber with breezy freshness. 'Opposite the 'Thorn,' at the end of the row," said Mrs. Church, slowly. "Well, what about it?" inquired Captain Barber. "Nothing," said Mrs. Church, sharp- ly, and proceeded to set supper. Captain Barber, hugging himself over his scheme watched her eagerly, evincing a little bewilderment as she brought on a small, unappetising rind of cheese, bread, two glasses, and a jug of water. He checked himself just in time from asking for the cold fowl and bacon left from dinner, and, drawing his chair to. the table, eyed the contents closely. "Only bread and cheese?" he said, somewhat peevishly, "That's all," said Mrs. Church, smil ng; "bread and cheese and kisses." Captain Barber tapped his forehead. 'What did we have for dinner?". he asked, suddenly. "Sausages," replied Mrs. Church, blandly; "we ate then all." A piece of Captain Barber's cheese went the wrong way, and he poured, himself out some water and drank it hurriedly. "Where's the beer?" he demanded. "You've got the key of the cask," said the housekeeper. Cpatain Barber, whose temper was rising, denied it. • 'I gave it to you this morning," said Mrs. Church; "you were going to do omethiug to it,•don't you know? "I don't remember," said Uncle Bar - SONGS' OXr THE TRENCHES, Written Specially by Tommy's Own Song -Writer, Mr. Barnes. . 'The Seafortbs went into action through -a terrific thuinderstor'm, held - ler Singing: ""Though! the clay lie dark and gloomy Far aiway across the blue, There tz'e 'those you've left behin yotr, Watching, waiting there for yon!" ' Write for Free copyof Furni- d tura and Househod Furnish- ing Catalogue now ready, EASY TERMS FOR ALL. 645-647 Queen St. W„ Toronto, Ont. As we read the account of the fight ing at Nerve Chapelle and came across this passage, we asked: "What is thet? Who wrote it?" It is a scrap, of "When the ,Toy Bells Ring," and was written by Tommy's very . own song-writer—Mr. Lewis Barnes, says a writer in London An- swers.• Mr. Barnes has been writing songs for some years past now --both the words and the music—and there is hardly a soul in England who cannot rf- hum "Good Luck!" which was pro- duced at the Palladium with the Royal Artillery Band; or "England, Thy Name," concerning which Mr, Barnes I received letters of appreciation from Hing George, ween Alexandra, Sir John Jellicoe, General Smith-Dorrien, and the late Lord Roberts, And now Mr. Barnes has written another song—a haunting Irish mel- ody, set to haunting words. "What suggested such a song to you?" I asked Mr. Barnes. "An Irish lad's love -letters?" said Mr. Barnes. "About the middle of last year a young Irishman sailed aevay to take his part in what 'Tommy" cheer- fully describes as 'one of the side- shows,' one of the many campaigns that the- Allies are engaged upon in the East. He wrote letters to the girl he left behind him, and through them all ran the same heartache and longing to be back home again on the Atlantic coast of Ireland, breathing the spring air from the hills, listening to. the Atlantic rollers and the screel of the gulls and curlew. They were ,not -really sad letters, though there was genuine feeling hi them, for through all the longing there was the firmly -expressed belief that, come what might, the exile would find the road back home again some day. "1 was away for a short holiday by the sea when these letters came into zny hands," said Mr. Barnes, "and they gripped me. The words 'I shall find features into an expre,sionof great cunning. Captain. Barber shook his head. "If you'd think afore speaking, Nibletts," s he said, severely, "you'd know. as peo- b ple don't write to each other wh they're in the same house." The skipper apologised. "What I mean to say is this," he said, softly._ "She hasn't got your promise in writ ing, and she's done all the talking, about it. I'm the only one you've t spoken to about it, I s'pose?" I. Captain Barber nodded, I "Well, forget all about it," said Nib- letts, in an excited whisper. Captain Barber looked at him pity- ingly. "What good'% thet do?" he asked "Forget the understanding," con- tinued Nibletts, in a stage whisper "foget everything—forget Captain Flower's death, act as you acted just afore he went. People'll soon see as you're strange in your.: manner, and I'll put the news about as you've been so affected by the affair that your memory's gone." "I was thinking of doing that the other day myself," said Captain Barber, slowly and untruthfully. "I thought you was, from something you said," replied Nibletts. 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It is all the better if it is double that age, when some of the trunks can show a clear straight run of 80ft, or more. the road back home again,' kept re- peating themselves in my mind, and gradually the words seemed to set themselves to a kind of refrain played by the waves breaking gently on the shingle, and presently I found my- self humming over a melody that later I worked up into the refrain of a song, which 1 called 'The Land of Gra-Ma- Chree.' " `It's a long, long way back to Ire- land, To the land of Gra-Ma-Chree; But my love is there in that isle so fair, With a heart that waits for me. It's a long, long way back to Ire- Iand, Many weary Hiles across the foam; But I know at last, when the clouds are past, I shall find the road back home."' So the song was born, and had achieved popularity even before it was published. - A friend of Mr. Barnes in the Royal Engineers, a member of "The Follies," cane home on leave last January, and took back with him to Ypres a manu- script copy of "Gra-Ma-Chree," and ever since it has always been sung at trench concerts, for if it is not on the programme "Tommy" asks for it. He knows it so well that he sings it in the trenches, so probably the Ger- mans, too, know it very- well by now. The boys of the Canadian contingent are especially keen on the song, which bids fair to outrival "When the Boys Come Home" and "Tipperary," the war -song of the "First Hundred Thou- sand." The woman who refers to her hus- banil`'as "my old man'; isn't showing him proper respect. You Will like its Fine Granulation Buy your sugar in these neat 2 or 5-1h. cartons, which you can place directly on your pantry shelves. Just cut off the corner and poor out the sugar, as you need it. 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For particulars apply to COMMODORE ./EMTLIUS JARVIS, Naval Recruiting Officer, Ontario Area, 103 Bay Street, TORONTO, or to the Naval Recruiting Secretary, Ottawa. fi'r�'�T�jfu 2.3-Z7 r„"a c 4i.' a •"e.4:4{kms; From The is % West BETWEEN ONTARIO AND - BRI TISK COLUMBIA, Items Prom Provinces Where Many Ontario Boys and Girls Are • Living. Bow City school district, - Alberta, raised $1,200 in a recent patriotic - campaign. The Province ai.' Saskatchewan collected $26,742.54 for the Red Cross during January. Ono hundred dollars was raised in Calgary recently in connection with the blind soldiers' fund. A former North-West ' Mounted Police, a German, who returned to his native land in May, 1914, was re- cognized by an Edmonton soldier when commanding a .German , party. The German was killed by the Can- adian. The Edmonton pumping and filtra- tion plant have saved $1,000 a month since July, 1916. The telephone department of the. city of Edmonton reports a surplus of $3,509.26 during January. A fire at the Great West Saddlery Company's warehouse, Winnipeg, did damage estimated at $10,000. More oil wells are to be drilled in Alberta, south-east of Lethbridge, where the prospects are good. Flight Lieut. Wilfrid Landry, a brother of Dr. Landry, of Edmonton, has been wounded at the front. Every second recruit enlisting in. Saskatchewan from February 1st to the :15th, joined the 249th Battalion. Dr. Whitelaw, medical health of- ficer for Edmonton, wants a quaran- tine placed upon cases of chicken- pox. Work is to be started on the irri- gation system at Taber, Alta., as soon as the frost • is out of the ground. During 1916, $90,000 was collected in Brandon for patriotic purposes, and a bigger campaikh is planned for this year. ' • Two large English and 'Scotch co- operative trading societies have com- bined and bought in Saskatchewan 10,000 acres of land. Mr. C. B. Riley, a grain commis- sion merchant of Edmonton, who is at present on a visit to the coast, states that there is more immigration to. the Peace River country than to a SHIPS OF STONE. Ferro -Concrete Extensively Used for Barge -Building. Concrete holds its own in the ' con- struction of our houses, our public buildings, our bridges, our monuments and now even in our ships. Harbored safely in Norwegian wa- ters is an enormous thousand -ton barge, built entirely. of concrete; a seventy -year-old skiff of stone, floats merrily on the waters of the, River Seine, while a concrete barge is daily towed up and down a certain portion of our own River Thames, says Lon- don Answers. For durability and absolute safety, ferro-concrete—to give it its proper. name—is without rival. It is also economical, now that steel is such a vital question to the European Pow- ers. And steel,of course, has hither- to figured largely in shipbuilding of this nature. A particularly interesting invention recently submitted to the Admiralty suggested a floating ferro-concrete • dock for torpedo -destroyers. This same idea has already. been taken up by the French,. M. Hennebique, of Paris,, having designed and completed a similar structure of - two storeys, fifty feet in height, seventy-seven feet long, and forty-five wide, the walls be- ing six inches thick. It was built on a slipway, floated, towed into position in .the sea, and sunk ,to its permanent station. For purposes of instruction, torpedoes are fired Iron it under water. In our own colonies, concrete is em- ployed very extensively for barge - building. These barges travel for thousands of piles on the Central African lakes. The expense of steel barges would be very heavy, but con- crete barges are quite cheap, and aro easily made and moved. - Always and ever let us keep in mind thet the social side of farm life must not`be overlooked. Mix in a lit- tle pleasure with the work. Make the - far m horne attractive, not. merely, a place to stay, The boys and. girls, most precious of all farm products, should have the amusement and as- sociations they crave. Illiteracy should be fought as a disease. It is. It is a possession which not only keeps the individual inert but makes for a lower, degree of efficiency in the social body. Com pulsory education:. and the. instilling, ofa desire for knowledge r.ro'tb.c cures for • this complaint.