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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1915-04-02, Page 72. 1910 Box get if you have ny Kidney or aadder Trouble 'rhere's nothing else like it chine jest as . it a that will d aolo-aen, so4. There is onl le one prescription knovin as Gi Lis. You cun get it at all dealer :the box showu above. ore to ask for "GIN PILLS' t that the box you are offere# tae legend "GIN PILLS" tether with the name, National rag and Chemical Co. of Canada anted, on band around the box At all dealers -5O. a box, 6 for ,50 -Gin Pills may also be had in e United States =der the nettle INO1 Pills -trig treatment sent :e if you -write National Drugand Lcmical Co. of Canada, Limited, ses PE. Kior4F-YS . with loss of vonoeieusiiess and iless end.-Londoil Cer New lurk. ' Tips and Tips. ie Scotch caddie is the best eaddie world." said a nimuus player. like al/ his rave. ne s a 'live little right :wrest; the chose, ; goes si&penee.' don't you now. friend of mine spent Ms race - golfing on the famous St. An - links in Scotland. My friend very fine Scotch caddie. a notori- fine Scotch caddie. and be said man the drat day ori the course: ugaid, my man, 1 expect to get good tips from yo to during my fteree aid I expect.' said Dugald dryly1, tke free yout"-Exchange. Velocity of Sound. relocity ot sound depends upon sedium through which the sound o travel. The mean velocity ot in air is 1,125 feet per second, the velocity a sound In water is at 4.70S feet per second, being our times quicker than in air. Iron conveys sound at the rate et '2 feet per second, or about siX- times more quickly than air. --New American. Buying a Dog Blanket. bat's the matter there? can't please that lady in a dog Dian - inn please her. alt right" answer - e clerk. "bun she wants the dog iicate his preference. and he's one rese blase rups that don't seem re for anyttling."-Judge. Didn't Kaye to Ask. B. saw her little three-year-old _ iter come from the back door or pause next door eating a cookie, vhen the little lady eame into the tter mother turned To ter and by. Elsie. yon roust not ask Mrs. r cookies," idn't aent tier. mother.- said Elsie; tew where she eeeps tneuert-Dee or_ Ides of 'Vlore!". he calendar of old Rome the fife dny of the months of March ;rely and October and the trate 1: day of the rest ot the months -known as ides. In old Roman tors one hears of the "Ides ot which is a poetic way wean- , date. Wild Potatoes. mists are unatne to discovee what plant the aborigines .Of a developed the potato. fcrr It hi Kind growing wild anywhere ill orld. must learn to work vrfth pa. With the tasks appointed W 1 be provided the power and sine [pottuni17. ERVES WERE BAD Would Tremble So She CouIdI Hot Hold Paper to Read. ea the nerves become shaky the Fystein 'seems tc become anstreng general fheling of collapse occurs, heart works in sympathy with the Wm. Weaver, Shallow Lake, Ont, "I doctored, for a year, for my and nerves, with three different 5, but they did not seem to know was the matter with me. My ' got so bad at last that 1 could Id a paper in. my hands to read, ay they trembled. I gave up aot thinking I could not get better. • living,a fevr doors from rue ad- te to try a box of Milburn's Heart erve Pills, so to please her 1 did, am thankful to -day for doing so, strong, and doing my own work t helm" runes eleart and Nerve Pills are ts per box, 3 boxes for 31.25e at ggists or dealers, or mailed direct Opt of price by The T. Milburn imited. Toronto. Ont. APRIL 21 THIS WOMAN'S SIC NE — 1915, Quickly Yielded o Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound. Baltimore, Md. - "I am more than glad to tell what Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable COM - pound 'did for me,. I suffered dreadful pains and was very irreghlar. I became alarmed and sent for Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- pound. I took it reg- ularly until I was without a cramp or pain and felt like another person, and it has now been six months since I took any medicine at all. I hope rny little note will assist you in helping other WO - men. 1 now feel perfectly well and in the best of health." Mrs. AUGUST W. RONDNER, 1682 Hollins Street, Balt- tiraore, Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- pound, made from native roots and herbs, contains no narcotic pr harmful drugs, and to -day bolds the record of being the most successful rem y for female ills we know of, and thofisands of voluntary testimonials on file in the Pinkhara laboratory at Lynn, Mass., seem to prove this fact. For thirty years it hes been the stand- ard reraedy for female ills, and has re- - stored the health a thousands of women who have been troubled with such ail- ments as displacements, inflammation' tdceration, tumors, irregularities, etc. If you want special advice lwrite to Lydia E. Pinkharn Med- icineCo., ( confidential ) Lyme Tour letter will be opened, read and answered by a woman and held In Strict confidence. • LEGAL. R. & HAYS Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dom- inion Bank. Office in rear of the Dom- inion Bank, Seaforth. Money to loan. J. M. BEST. - Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancea and Notary Public. Office up -stairs over Walker's furntture store, Main 'street, Seaforth. F. HOLD/B*6WD. Barrister, Solicitor, CoaVeyancer. and Farms Aar sale.. Office, in Scott's black, Main istreet, Seaforth. PROUDFOOT, HAYS & SILLORAN Notary Public. Solicitor for the Cana- dia,n Bank of Commerce. Money to loan. Barristers, Solicitors, Notaries Pubtic, etc. Money to lend In Seaforth on MOn, day of each week. Office in Kidd block, VETERINARY. JOHN GRIEVE, V. S. Bettor graduate ef Ontario Veteein- any College. All diseases of Domestic Animals treated. Calls promptly attend- , ed to and charges moderate. Veterinaty Dentistry a specialty. Office and resi- dence on ds'aderich street, one door east of Dr. Fos ,t's office., Seaforth. F. 2 A.RBURN, V. 5. Honor gra 4uate of Ontario Veimin- aty College, and honorary member of the Medical Association of the Ontario Veterinary College. Treats diseases of all Domestic Animals by the most mod- ern principles. Dentistry and Milk Fev- er a specialty. Office opposite Dick's Main street, Seaforth. All or- ders lett at the hotel will receive prompt sitention. Nigtt c.nlls received at the • fice, MEDICAL C. J. W. KARN, 425 Richmond street, London, Ont. !Specialist : 'Surgery and Genito-Urin. ary diseases of men and women. DR. GEORGE HEILEMANN. ()osteopathic PhySician of Goderich. Specialist in warrierf's and , children's diseases, rheurnetisrn, acute, chronic and nervous disorders, eye, ear, nose sad throat. Consultation free. Office at Commercial Seaforth, Tuesday and Fridays, 8 a.m. till 1 pm. • DR. F. J. BURROWS. Office and residence-Godericb street, eest of the Methodist church, Seaforta, Phone ,No. ta Coroner .for the County of Huroni DRSJ SCOTT & MCKAY. J. G. Scott, graduate of Victoria and College of Physicians and Surge.oas. Ann ,Arbor, and member of the Ontario Coroner for the County of Hut on. C. MacKay, Mem. graduate of Trinity University, and gold medallist of Trin- ity Medical Collage; member of the Col- lege ef Physicians end Surgeons, Ontario. DR. H. HUGH ROSS. Graduate of University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of On- tario; pass graduate courses in Chicago ethical School of Chicego ; Royal Oph- thalmic Hospital, London, England, University College Hospital, London England. Office --Back of the Dominion . Bank, Sea.forth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria street, Seafor A.UCTIONEERS. L DERR BIGGERS Copyright, 1913. by the Bibles -Maria Company "And reading on, 'but losing' the thread of the poet's eulogy in the gold- en fabric of my resurrected dream, it came to me to compare that maid I knew in the long ago with the women know today. Ah, gentlemen; Lips made but for smiling fling weighty ar- 1 gurnents on the unoffending atmos- phere. Eyes made to light with that light that never was by land or sea, blaze instead with what they call the injustice of woman's servitude. White hands made to find their way to the Ira ads of some young man in the moon- gli t carry banners in the dusty streets. It seemed I saw the blue eyes of that -1,o1 or long ago turned. sad, rebuking, o fore me: ,11 her sisters ot today. stA-asrarletitgeinitnes., slamede ou di rig.m .y heart was awhirl. I said tee young men be 'There was a woman. gentlemen -a -eoinan worth am • they applauded. The a mil down. Soon f was my old meek. adeinic self. The vision had left no • e. I dismissed my class and went mum. I found that my wife -she of black Imir-had left my slippers by !te library Eire. 1 put them on and -lunged into a pamphlet lately pub - !shed by a distinguished member of a ierman university faculty. I thought • he incident closed forever." - Ile gazed sorrowfnlly at the two ng men. "But. gentlemen, 1 bad not Counted n that viper that we nourish in our msoin-t be American newspaper. At 'resent I will not take time tode- omince the press. I am preparing an •Lrtiele on the subject for a respectable weekly of select cirsulation. Siiffice it ro record what happened.- The next day an eneping Oper appeared with a _huge picture of me on its front page and the hideteas statement that this was the Professor Bolton who bad said that One peroxide blond is worth a million suffragette -nes, that was the dreadful ',version of my remark that was spread broadcast. Up to the time that story appeared .1 had no idea as to what sort of creature the peroxide blondmight be. -11 pro- deeted, of course. 1 might as well have tried to dam a tidal wave with a table tork. tThe wrath of the world swept down upon the. I was deluged with telegrams, editorials,' letters, denounc- ing me. Fiym. faced females lay in wait for me and waved umbrellas in my eyes. Even my wife turned from me: saying that while she did not ask me to hold her views on the question of suffrage, she thought 1 alight at least refrain from publicly commend- ing a type of woman found chiefly in musical comedy choruses. I received a note from the president of the uni- versity asking inc to be more circum- spect in My remarks. Me -Thaddeus Bolton -the most conservative man on earth by instinct! nAnd still the dentinciations of me. poured in; still woirlen's clubs' 'held meetings reedlying agninst me; still a steady stream of' reporterflowed through my life, urging .me to state my views further, to name the ten greatest blonds in history, to -heaven knows . what. , Yesterday I resolved could stand it no longer.. I determined to go away until the wholeithing was forgotten. •But,' they Said to ine, 'there is -no placeon land or sea where the reporters will not find you.' 1 talk- ed the matter over with wy old friend, John Bentley, owner Baldpate .inn, and he in bis kindness gave -me the key to this `hostelry." Wisely Professor _Bolton blinked about him. Mr. Bland was half asleep in his drab.. but Mr. Magee was quick with sympathy. "Professor," he stild, "you are a muCti suffering man. 1 feel for you. Here, am sure, you are safe from reporters, and the yellow journals- will soon for- get you in their discovery of the next distorted wonder. Briefly, Mr. Bland and myself will outline the tangle of events that brought his to the tun" - "Briefly is right," broke _in Bland. "And then it's roe for that mountain- ous mattress of Mine.' 1 can rattle my story off in short order and give you the fine points tomorrow. Up to a Short time ago" - But Billy Magee interrupted. An idea, magnificent, delicious, mittliful, had come to him. Why -not? He chuckled inwardly, but. his face was most serious. "I should like to tell- my story first, if you please," he said. The haberdasher grunted. The pro- fessor nodded. Mr. Magee looked Bland- squarely in the' eye, strangled TdIOMAS BROWN. the laugh inside and began: Licensed a,uctioneer for the counties "flp to a short time ago I was a of Huron and Perth. Correspondence ar- rangements for sale dates can be made haberdadher in the city of Renton. My name, let me state, is Magee -William by calling up Phone 97, Seeforth, or The Expositor office. Charges moder- Magee. I fitted the gay shoulder ate and satisfaction guaranteed. blades of Reuton with clothing from. the back of pages of the magazines, and as for neckties"- JOHN ARNOLD, Mei ' Licensed auctioneer for the counties 0! Haron and Perth. ArrangtBlands sly eyes had opened inente for wide. He rose to a majestic height -e sale dates can be made by calling en majtic considering the 'bedquilt. Phone 2 on 23 Dublin, or 41 Seaforth, 'Sea or the Expositor Office. Charges mod- ,bere"--ehe bemire. erate and satisfactiofl guaranteed. , B. B. PHILLIPS - of Huron and Perth. Being a •pra.ctical ga-raler and thoroughly understanding tbe value of farm stock and Implements places me in a better position to re- alize good price*. Charges moderate. Ilatisfaction guaranteed or no pay. Ari ardent left in Exeter will beoromptly Stteaded to, CASTOR IA For Infaup and/Chilc#en In Use For Over 30 Years Ahvagebears fliirtyre of _ TITTR(IN EXPOSTTOR 7 a* i'Pleatie don't interrupt," requested Mr. Magee sweetly. was. as I have said, a happy, carefree haberdasher. And then -she entered my life. Ara- bella was her name. Ate professor, your lady of the yellow locks, crliped Wee golden wire -even she must nev- er in my presence be compared with Arabella. She -she had-a-fe.ce-Noah Webster couldn't have found words to describe it. And her heart was true to yours truly -at least I thought that it Mr. Magee rattled Ion. The haber- dasher, his calling and his tragedy snatched from him by -the humoro Mugee, retired with sullen face into beliquilt Carefully Mr. Magee led IT te the coming of the man from Jersey Ciltai; in detaii he laid bare the duel of haberdashery fought in the name of the fair Arabella. As he proceeded his entlinelasm grew. He added the bits that had eseaped Mr. Bland. He paint- ed with free hand the picture of trag- edy's dark hour; the note hinting at suicide he gave in. full. Then he told of how his courage grew again, of bow he put the cowardice, of death behind him, resolved to dare all -and live. He finished at last, his votes husky with em' ton. Out of the corner of his eye he enced triumphantly at Bland. That eman was gazing thought- fully at e zing logs. "You did quite right," commented Professor Bolton. "in making up your mind to live. rind now, the gentleman In the-er-the bedquilL Has he, too, a story?" "Yes." laughed Mr. Magee. "let's hear now from the gentleman. in the bed - milk. Has he. too, a story?. Aid 11 so, what is if?" He smiled delightedly into. the eye(' of Bland. What would the ex-haber- - dasher de, shorn Of his fictional expla- nation? Would he rise in his wrath and denounce the man who had stolen his Arabella? Mr. Bland smiled back. He stood up, and a contingency that had not entered Mr. Magee'e mind came to be. CHAP*ER V. • . bel A Professional Hermit Appears. RBLAND walked calmly the table and picked up a pop- ular novel that lay thereon. On its cover was the picture Ilf a very beautiful maiden. "See that dame?" he inquired of the ' professor. "Sort of makes a man sit Sp and take notice, doesn't she? Even the frostbitten haberdasher here has got to admit that in some ways she has, this Arabella person looking like a faded chromo in your grandmother's parlor on a rainy afternoon. laver ger any notion, professor, the way a pic- ture like that boosts a novel In the busy marts of trade? No? Well" - Mx. Bland continued. Mr. Magee leaned back, overjoyed, hi his chain, Here was a man not to be annoyed by the mere filching of his story. Here. Was a mall with: 'a sense of humor. an opponent Worthy his foe's best ef- forts. 01 used to paint dames like that," Bland was saying to the dazed pro- fessor. He explained how his pictures had enabled many 'a novelist to "eat up the highway in a buzz wagon." As he approached the time when the nov- elists besieged him he gave full play to his imagination. One, he ,said, ought out his apartments in an aero- plane. "Say, professo'r," he finished, "we're in the same boat -both hiding from -writers. A fellow that's spent his life selling neckties -well, he can't exactly appreciate our situation. There's what_ you might call a bond between- you and me. D'ye know, I felt drawn to you just after 1 fired that first shot. That's why I didn't blaze away again. We're going to be great friends. I can read it in the stars," He took the older mains hand feel- ingly, shook it and walked away, cast- ing a covert glance of triumph at Mr. Magee. The face of the holder of the Cran- dall chair of comparative literature was a study. He looked first at one young man, then at the other. Again he applied the handkerchief to his shining head. "Ail this is very odd," he said th o ugh tf u ily. He permitted Mn Magee to escort him into the hall and to direct his search for a bed that should serve him through the scant remainder of the night. Overcoats and rugs were press- ed into service as cover. Mr. Bland blithely assisted. "If I see any newspaper reporters," he assured the professor on parting. "I'll damage more than their derbies." "Thank you," replied the old Man heartily. "You are very kind. Tomor- row we shall become better acquaint- ed. Good night" The two young men came out and stood in the hallway. Mr. Magee spoke in it low tone. ' "Forgive me," he said, "for steal- ing your -Arabella." "Take her and welcome," said Bland.; "She Was beginning to bore me any- how. And I'm not in your glass as an actor." He came close to Magee. In the 'dim light that streamed out freim No. 7 the latter saw the look on Axis Tore a d knew that 'underneath all this wgs a very fiuu.1) worriod yoneg man. `Tor God's sztkp,- erhN1 ilbuld. "tell me who you tire and whor yoil re doing here. tu three wortis tat! t "lf I did." Mr. Magee !veiled. "yon wouldn't believe rue. Let seen minor matters as the truth wait. over till to- morrow.7!', "Well. anyhow." pined said, his foot on the top step. "we are sure of °tie thlroe,-we don't trust ench 'other. I've got one parting word for you. Don't try to come downstairs tonight. - got a gun. and I ain't afraid to shoot." He paused. A look of fright passed over his face. for on the floor above, they both heard soft footsteps, then a - faint click as though a door had been gently closed. "This Inn." whispered Bland, "has more keys' than a literary club in a pro- hibition town. And every one's in use. I guess. Remember, don't try to come downstairs. I've warned you. Or Ara - belle's castoff Romeo may be found with a bullet in him yet." -1 shan't forget what you say," an- swered Mr. Magee. "Shall we look about upstairs?" Bland shook his• head. "No," he said. "Go in and go to bed; It's the downstairs that -that concerns me. Good night." He went swiftly down the steps. leaving Mr. Magee staring wondering- ly after him. Like a wraith he merged with the shadows below. Magee turn- ed slowly and entered No. 7. A fan- tastic flini of frost was on the win- dows; the inner room was drear and chill,. Partiallyundressing, he lay dowu on the brahs bed and pulled the covers over bin.: At length bis mind seemed to stand still. and there remained of all that amazing evening's pictures but one - that a girl in a bine corduroy snit who wept -wept only that her smile might be the more dazzling when it: flashed behind the tears. "With yel- low locks, crisped like golden wire," ainsal ep. r emlired Mll Mr. Magee. And so he fell Every, morning at 8. when slumber's chains had bound Mr. Magee in hie New York apartments, he was awak- ened by a, pompous Valet named Geof- frey. whom he shared with the other youbg men in the building It Was Geeffrev's custom to enter. raise the 0441621 CAA, * used to paint dimes like that." curtain* and *speak of the weather In a voice vibrant with feeling, as of something he had prepared himseLt and Was anxious to have Mr. Magee try. So, when a rattling noise came to his ear on his first morning at Baldpate inn, Mr. Magee breathed sleepily from the covers, "Good morning, Geoffrey." - But no cheery voice replied in terms of sun, wind or rain. Surprised. Mr. Magee eat up in bed. About him the maple wood furniture of suit 7 Stood shihering in the chill of a December morning. Through the door at his left he caught sight of a white tub into which, he recalled sadliy, not even a Geoffrey could coax a glittering drop.' Yes -lie was at Baldpate inn. He re- membered -the climb with the dazed Quimby up the snowy road, the plaint orihe lovelorn haberdasher, the va- i garl s of the professor with a penchant for Ilonds. the mysterious click of the door latcb on the floor above. And last of ail -strange that it should have been last -a girl in blue corduroy some- what darker than her eyes, who wept amid the station's gloom. "I wonder," reflected Mr. Magee, staring at the very brassy bars at the foot of his bed, "what new , varia- tions on seclusion the day will bring forth?" Again came the rattling noise that had awakened him. He looked toehard the nearest window.; and through an unfrosted corner of the pane he' saw the eyes of the newest variation star- ing at bim in Wonder. They were dark eyes and kindly. The spoke a desire to enter. Rising from his warm retreat, Mr. Magee took his shivering way across the uncarpeted floor and unfastened tbe window's catch. From th'e bluster- ing balcony a plump little man stepped. inside. He had a market basket on his arm. His fade was a stranger to razors; his hair ft) shears. _ 'Magee dived hastily back under the covers. "Well?" he questioned. -So you're the fellow?" remarked the little man in awe. He placed the basket on the floor. It appeared to be filled with bromidic groceries. such as the most subdued householder carries home. . . "Which fellow?" asked Mr. Magee. "The fellow Elijah Quimby told me about" explained he of the long brown Children Cry FOR FLETCHER'S CASTOR IA IOSOYDR°ula BLi? Poole Wood is the indirect cause of much winter sickness—it allows chills, invites colds and sickness.- NOUPWiimENT alone makes blood - not drugs or liquors -and the nourish- ing food in Scott's Emulsion charges summer blood with winter richness and increases the red corpuscles. Its Cod Liver Oil warms the body, fortifies the lungs,, a,nd alleviates rheumatic tendencies. YiDUR DRUGGIST HAS IT. 14-45 SHUN SUILSTITUTES. k4.• )1 „-•... (_)N • blonds. You won't mind them, I'm sure. and they may be able to help you a lot with your great work." "I don't know what Quimby will say." studied tbe hermit. "I reckon hell run 'ere out. He'S against this thing-1011dd of tire," ' "Quimby will tenne later." Mr. Ma- gee assured him. drawing on a dress- ing gown. "Just now the idea is a little -water in yonder tub and a nice cheerful lireakfast after. It's going to pay you a lot better than selling postcards to romantic ladies, I promese you. I won't take you away from a work for which the world is panting without more than making it up to you financially. Where do you stand as a coffee. maker?" -Wait till you taste it" said Peters reassuringly. "I'll bring you up some water." He started for the door, but Mr. Ma- gee preceded him, - "The haberdasher," he explained. "sleeps beiew. and he's a nervous man. migbt commit the avvful error of locks, "the fellow that come u_p w Baldpate i inn to be alone with his shooting the only cook on Baldpate thoughts." l'anotattain." "You're! one of the villagers, I take 1, Mr,' Magee went out into the hall It?" guessed Mr. Magee. 1 and called from the depths the ligere "You're dead wrong. I'm no villager. 1 of 'Bland, fully attired in his flashy My instincts are all in the other diree- garments and looking tawdry and tired tion -away from the crowd. 1 live up in the mingling light. near the top of Baldpate In a little "I've been up hors" he remarked. shack' le built myself. My name's Pe- "Heard somebody knocking around ters, Jake Peters, in the winter. But the kitchen. but I ain't seen any break- ' in the summer, when the inn's open fast brought in On a silver traylily and the red and white .awnings are inside feels like the Mammoth cave." out and the band plays in the Casino Mr. Magee introduCed the hermit of every night, then Pin the hermit of Baldpate. Baldpate mountain. I come down here "Pleased to meet- you," said Bland, and sell picture postcards of myself to the ladies." Mr. Magee appeared overcome with mirth. "A professional bermit, by the gods!" he cried, "Say. I didn't know Bald- pate mountain was fitted up with all Ole modern improvements. This is great luck. I'm an amateur at the hermit business.. You'll have to teach me the fine points. Sit down." , "Just between ourselves. I'm not a regular hermit." said the plump, be. whiskered one, sitting gingerly on the edge of a frail chair -"not one of these 'all for love Of a woman* her- mits you read about in books. Of arum I have to pretend I am, in sum- mer, in order to sell the cards and do my whole duty by the inn manage- ment. A_ lot of the wo en flak me in soft tones Went the t disappoint- . meat that drove me to old Baldpate and I give 'em various answers, ac- cording to bow I feel. Spealdng to you as a friend and considering the fact that it's the dead of winter, I may say there was little or no romance in my We." "Back to nature,- in other words," re- marked.Mr. Magee. "Yes, sir; back with a rash. I was down to the village this morning for a few groceries, and I. stopped off at Quimhy'sr as I often do. He WEI Me about you. I help him a lot around the Inn, and we'amnged I was to stop In and start your fire and do any other little errands you might want done. I thought we ought to get acquainted, you and me, being as we're both liter- ary men, after a manner of speaking." "No?" cried Mr. Magee. "Yes," said the hermit of Baldpate. "I dip into that work a little now and then. Some of my verses on the joys of Solitude have appeared In print -on the postcards I sell to the guests in the summer. But my life work, as yen might call it, is a book I've had under way for some time. It's called sim- ply; `Woman' -just that one 1 words but, oh, the meaning in it! That book Is going to prove that all. the trouble ID the world from the beginning of time was caused by femarese .Not just say so, mind you. Prove it!" "A difficult task, Pro afraldrhsrolled Magee. "Not difficult -long," corrected. the hermit. "When I started out four years ago 1 thought it would just be a case of a chapter' on Eve and honor- able mention for Cleopatra and Heim of Troy and a few more like that and the thing would be dime. But as I got into the subject I was fairly buried under tiew evidence. Then Mr. Carue- grie came along and gave Upper Asique- wan Falls a library. It's wonderful to titink the great works that man will be responsible for. I've dedicated 'Wo wan' to him. Since,tbe new library I've dug up information about a thou- sand disasters I never dreamed of be- fore. and I contend that if you go back a ways in any one of 'em you'll find the fluffy little lady that started the whole rumpus. So I hunt the we - roan. I reckon the Freneh would call me the greatest 'cherehez la femme in h isto ry." "A fascinating pursuit." laughed Mr. Magee. "I'm glad you've told me about it, and I shall watch the prog- ress of the work with interest. al- though I can't say that I entirely agree with you. flere and there is a - woman who more than makes amends (-or whatever trouble her sisters have caused. One. for instance. with golden hair and eyes that,when they weep" - ''You're young," interrupted the lit- tle man. rising. "There ain't no use to debate it with you. I reckon I'll start your fire." He went into the outer room, and Mr. Magee lay for- a few moments. listening to his preparations about the fireplace. "I say, Mr. Peters," he cried, leap- ing from bed and running into the oth- er room. where the hermit was per- suading a faint blaze. "I've an idea. You can cook. can't you?" "Cook?" repeated the hermit, "Well, yes; I've had to learn a few things about It. living far from- the rathskel- tars the way 1 do." "The very man." rejoiced Mr. Ma- gee- "You must stay here and cook for me -for us." • "Hs?" asked the hermit. staring. "Yes. I forgot to tell you. After Mr. Quimby left me last night two Oth- er amateur hermits hove in view. One Is a haberthisber with a broken heart" - "Woman!" cried the triumpbant Pe- ters. "Name. Arabella." laughed Magee. "The other's a college profeisor who made an indiscreet remark _ about. "I guess it was you I beard in the kitchen. So you're going to cater to this select few. sre you? Believe me. you can't get on the job any too- soon to suit me." 41 Out ef a 'nearby door stepped the black garbed figure of Professor Thad- 'T.T-not a regular hermit.* deus Bolton. and him Mr. Magee in- cluded in the presentation ceremonies. They talked little, being men tinted. while Jake Peters started proceedings in the kitchen :and tramped upsttdre wfth many pails of water. • "You ain't going to see any skirts op here," Mr. Bland promised him. And Mr. Peters. bringing the water from below. took occasion to point out that shaving was one otman's tronbles di- rectly attributable to woman's pres- ence in tbe world. At length the hermit summoned them to breakfast, and as they descended the heavenly odor of coffee sent a glow to their hearts. Peters had b.ullt a rous. in fire in the, big fireplace opposite the clerk's desk in the office, and in froot of this be bad placed a table which held promise of a SatiSfaCtOry breakfast. As the three sat down Mr. Bland spoke; h tl don't know about yon, gentlemen, but I could fall em Mr. Peters' neck and call him blessed." CHAPTER V& "From Tears to Smiles." HE gentleman thus referred to served them genially. He brought to Mr. Magee, be- tween whom and himself he recognized the tie of authorship, a copy of a New York paper that he claimed to get each morning from the station agent, and which helped him 'greatly, he said, in his eternal search for the woman. As the meal passed, Mr. ¥a - gee glanced it through. Twice he look- ed up from it to study keenly his queer companions at Baldpate inn. Finally he handed itaeross the table to the haberdasher. The dull yellow sun of a 1 winter morning dzifted in from, the white outdoors; the fire sputtered gay- ly in tbe grate; also Mr. Peters' fall - Ing for literature interfered in no way with his talents as cook. The three i finished the repast in great good humor. • and Mr. Magee handed round cigars. I"Gentlemen," he remarked, pusbIng back his -chair, "we find ourselves in a peculiar position. Three Ione men, knowing nothing of one another, we have sought the solitude of Baldpate nn at almost the same moment. Why? Last night, before you came, Professor Bolton, Mr. Bland give me as Ms Yea- / son for being t ere the story of Ara- bella, which. 1 afterward appropriated as a joke and gave is my own reaSon. , I related to Mr. 13iand the fiction about the artist and the besieging novelists. We swapped Stories when you -came. It was our merry little method. • of doubting eacih ether's word. Per: haps it was bad taste. At any rate, , looking at it in the morning light, I am inclined to return Mr, Bland's Ara - 'belle, and no questions asked. EleAs again the lovelorn haberdasher. 1 am *. Inclined to believ'e' implicitly, your i story. That is mypreposition. Nis doubts of one another. We are here for whatever _reasons we say we are" The professor nodded gravely. "Last night," went on Mr. Magee. -there was some talk, between , Mr, Bland and myself about .on it esti „ aip.dwidmift0 vT-ho fatPar and 31pin te,i, fin,. Bone ifiva Milburn's Laxa-Liver Pills gently -unlock the secretions, clear away all waste and effete matter from the system, n1 give tone mid votol-ty to fee whole tract. They do this by'acting nirectly on the liver, and making -the bile owe through Ole bowels instead of allonieg it to get into the blood, anti thus care keg consti- pation, jaundice, catarrh of the stomach - and similar troubles. Mrs. L. M. Peatchford, Peterboro, Ont., writes: "Having been troubled for years with constipation, end trying many different remedies which did me no good whatever, I was asked to Li 9. MilburnIs Laxa-Liver Pills. 1 have found them most beneficial, for they are indeed splendid pill', and 1, can gledly recom- mend them to 1.111 people who suffer from constipation." - Milburn's Lonteddiver Pills are 25c vial, 5 vials for 51.00, at all druggists or dealers, or mailed direct on receipt of price by The T. Milburn Co., Limited. Toronto, Ont. _Leaving tne inn. Mr. Rhiad demnnded It. t trust he sees the nettt-er differ- ently this morning. 1 for one sbould, be sorry to see him go." "I've changed My mind," said Mr. Bland. The look on his thin face Was not a pleasant one. "1 have a letter to Mr. Quimby freak my old friend. John Bentley,- said the professor. -wilith 1 am sure will Witt me the earetaker's warn3 regard." Mr. Magee looked at Bland. "I'll get Andy Rutter on the wire, said- that gentleman. "QuirnhY will Ilisten to him. I guess." "Maybe' remarked Magee careless- ly. -Who is itutterr: "He's manager of the inn when Mt open," answered 13iand. He Webs& . suspiciously at Magee. "t only no him slightly," he added. "Those matters you Will arrange or Yourselves," Mr. Magee went era "L shall be very glad of yonr company tei you can fix it to stay. Believe it not -1 forgot, we agreed to believe, didn't we? -1 Ann here to do some writ. ing. litu going up to my roan) nOW do a little work. Ali 1 a,sk of you gene - tlemen is that, as a favor to me. yeat refrain from shooting at each other while 1 am gone. You see, 1 an 417- ing to keep crude melodrama out of my stuff." "I tun sure!" remarked ProfessorRel- - ton. "that the use of Breanna aS it means of -social diversion between Ilif.r. Bland and myself is unthmight ofel "1 hope -so," responded Magee., "There, then, the matter rests. We are here -that is alt .° He heeitatek as though in doubt Then, with a ie. claire motion, he drew toward:kW Ole New York paper. With his eyeer on the headlines of the that page, he continued: "I'shall demand no further explanations. And extept for thie- once I shall make no reference to tilt!!! . story in the newspaper, to the effect that early yesterday morning in .& laboratory at one of our leading tml- versifies a young -assistant lostrneter was found dead under peculiar eiretint- staneee." He glanced keenly at tbe bald headed little man across from. him. "Nor shall I make conVezeiatiest of the fact" be added, "that the pro- fessor of chemiatry at the univemity, a man past middle age, respected high- ly in the university drele Is missing." An oppressive silence followed this remark. Mr. Stand's - sly eyes sought quickly the professor's face. 'The old, ger man sat staring at- his plate; then he raised his head and the round spec - facies were turned full on Magee. , "You are- very kind," said Professor Bolton evenly.' *There is another story in this pa- per," went on Mr. Magee, glandng at _the haberdasher. "that. it seems be me, i ought to taboo as table talk at Baldpate inn. It relates that a few days ago the youthful cashier of it - hank in a small -Penneylvania Ulf* disappeared with MOW of the "hank* funds. No." he 'Coneluded. "we aro simply beregentlemen. and I am ' very glad to let it go it that," Mr. Elland sneered knowingly, "I should think you would be,' he said. "1-1 you'll turn tbat paper over you'll read on the hack page that -der before yesterday a let of expensint - pa ntings in a New York millionaireN ho se were cut from their frames and tl4t the yoUng artist who was doing re ouching in the house at the time Inill been just Careless enough not lea send his addrssI to the policed' in Mr. Magee threw back his head -and - la ghed heartily. We Understand one another, It s ma," he said. "I look forward. tit pl asant companionship where I Ind ex ected solitude. Ali, here's Peters!" he added,. as the hermit entire* th ough the dining room door at the sidle or the stairs. `1Peters," said Mr. Magee, 'we litve ben wondering If you will stay an heie and cook for us. We need you. How about itr , "Well, III be glad to help you out,' Ole hermit replied. "I guess 1 'tan manage to give satisfaction, seeing there ain't no women- around. If there mei I wouldn't think of it. Yea. 1.11 slay and do what I can to boost Ole hermit life in your estimathih. I." - He stopped. His eyes were on tbe dining room door, toward which M. Magee's back was turned. The Jaw, of Peters fell, and; his Month stied wide open. Behind the underbrush of beard a very.. surprised face vas discernible . Mr. Magee tatia.Aed gei-eklY-- A fowl feet inslde the door stood the girl at Ole: station, weeping no mere, brat radiant with smile& Beek of her was the determined, imPossIbie tom- ± Damien of V•estemd= .(Continued next vreekl, :Children FOR : Oven 0 AS -17:0 ft I ps „ed