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a• ims Beverage
acre
icaled Packets only
.t alt Grocers
t the floor and iikewis.e from.
:ening. The bunker has a slate
loor with pan just below to
water which is disposed ot
Ely through a drain. This are
E,ment provides a natural means
he cad air to drop down to the
, Qscape into the cooling room
er and for the warm air to paste
ver the partition to the ice, Sc,
as this bunker is kept atipalied
ice there will be a natural day
Id air through the storage rooni.
• roota be well insulated It
Id be possible to maintain a tan-
ture of about 40 deg. Fahrenheit
fairly drya•tmosphere, Those de-
g plans for constructing the type
outlined or any other telle may
!he them free of charge by coin-
icating with the writer. Inform,-
ri and assistance will be freely
n to all applicants Write us.—
Grahm, B.S.A., Ontario Agricule •
1 College, Guelph.
ny Conveniences forOchuntry.
be desirability and importance of
emple supple- of pure water on -
y farm can hardly be over enaphae
i. Perhaps more than any other
element it 'determines the,
thy and robuat development
,Toody., inversely, deadly disease
-
as Iuek in the impure waters- of
-nut:Waned wells which may bring
;-,h with little warning into the
ny circle. Without great expense
water -supply on the average farm
s be so protected as to prevent
Lamination and it surely seems
:part of wisdom in every case to,
.t.re art abundant supply ot mr
.,sr for man, and beast.
Vliere the household supply must
tirawn irom a well or a -streanx
oine distance from the dwelling
po3rsital labor involved is gi eat..
may' be assumed that when no
lulling is installed an allowance of
-lions per person per day for all
voses is necessary. With a family
:our sonteone-- often the hot:Be-
e tuthst carry! 400 pounds of
:er a day, or over one tan a weele.
n the stable muel the same cot -
exist. The task of purapinn
by hand for a large number of
stock is slow and. arduoui---
steful of time and trying to the,
'per. cola, stormy weather
stock when driven to an. outside
Lk or an ice-coverea stream., will
-el:y* drink sufficient for their beat
dormance or development* -
ter systems in each ease pay their ,
y in dollars as well as in conveni-
• Comiort and health.
Phe question of cost is important..
,ny improvements may be made,
wever, such as safeguarding
well trona pollution, install-
; a hydraulic ram, septic tank,
tvity system, etc, which are not,
:73r expensive and, when the farmer'
ab16,- to do a good dead of the work
neelf the cost is reduced to a bola
Lere thousands can afford the in-
Lia.tions. With a practical work -
knowledge of the principles
farm water supply, water
terias, equipage and sewage-
ipoea.I few, indeed; who, have
:pure well water and are without
,usehoid and stable- water conveni-
emir but can make improvements of
most beneficial nature and at a
st which they can afford to expend.
To- give such information is the
wpose of a bulletin now presented
the farepublic of Ontario OY the
itario Department of Agriculture
riiameut Buildings, Toronto. Frac-
!al information, as complete as pos-
bOo, and so arranged as to enable
dt reader to find quickly the par-
tofoir problem he is 03.0ST interested.
,„i. mean regardiro, every ohase of
Le water question. To further as- m
et these who men %VISA to make
iprovernents or ieloailations the
etliors ot teie bite -mei wili gladly
ye pm-eine:A attention to any quese
ea or problem v.hich may be sent
them.
i The Useful Cocoanut.
1 There is no other plant fn the
%)rld, so extenskvelys, used for •se
any pur:poses as the cocoanut. It
ethe universal provider, and practi-
Ito everything man needs for food,„
using, aad clothing can be obtain, -
Li from. it. There is the raargarine
tat• has come inte its kingdom dar-
lig the war. There is the soap with
lFleach we wash, the scrubbiag
rushee and carpet brooms used for
leaning, the mats on which we wiPe
nr feet, and the matting we lap lit
.ircherts and corridors. We mate
=nut cakes and biscuits for nes
iaa cocoanut ice. for the children.
!hen our hands are roughened in
ad wem her we rub them with '
icoanut crea in ; we grease the
t'lleels of our mangle with cocoanut
ril. Sometimes we burn the oil Alti
oir reading lamps, and light our-
1,-ive,i to bed with candles made
:*.rai the cocoanut fat. We tie up our
aicelo with rope made from cocoa --
o, obre, and this also makes the
oarse clothing with which furniture
-:- often packed. Mattresses are often
%tiered with codr.—My Magazine -
Must Itein Ourselves in.
[ "tie died in harness, poor chars?'
( "Yes, and, by the way, did you ,
r nottee how much like a hareiedS
-fi ie? There are traces of care,
of trouble, bits of good fortune
ad areaclies of faith. Also tonguee
is be bridled, passiorts curbed, aned•
ei- aybody has to tug to Pila
mreugh."
1...........................•
Mexican Alcohol.
ohol is being made DI Cilldid
s, Mexico, from a plant called
whieh grows uncultivated tit
o and southern Texas.a. Cement
DOW reports that from eighteen -
twenty -five gallone of alcohol can
produced from one, ton at tit*
t.
JULY 213 191S
••••,......•••••••ydreal.•
a
GIRLS! WHITEN YOUR SKIN
WITH LEMON JUICE
• Make a beauty lotion for a few centeto
,remove tan, freckles, sallowness.
Your grocer has the lemons ancl any
nrug store or toilet counter will supply
you with three ounces of orchard 'white
for a few cents. Squeeze the juice of
two fresh, lemons into a bottle, then put
in the orchard white and shake well.
This makes a quarter pint of the very
test lemon skin whitener and complexion
beautifier known. Massage this fra-
grant, creamy lotion daily into the face,
neck, arms and hands and just see how
freckles, tan, sallowness, redness and
roughness disappear and how smooth,
eat and clear the flkin becomes, Yes!
It is harmless, and the beautiful results
will surprise you.
te
SHARP PAINS'
SHOT •
THROUGH HEART. '
Thousands of people gb about their
daily work on the verge of death and
yet don't know it.
Every once in a while a pain will
shoot through the heart, but little ate
teation is paid to it at the time, and it
is only when a violent shock comes that
the weakness of the heart is apparent.
There is only one cure for the weak
heart and that is Milburn's Heart aad
Nerve Pills. •
Mr. H. A. Young, 83 Hayter
Toronto, Ont., writes: ----"I used to have
sharp pains shoot through my heu,
suffered from shortness of breath, and
was so nervous I could not sleep at
night A friend advised me to try
Idilburn s Heart and Nerve Pills, and
after arm boxej found great relief. Three
boxes cotapleTely cured Inc." •
Milburn's Heart and Nerve Pillsare
50c, per box at, all dealers or mailed
direct on receipt of price by he T. Mil-
burn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont.
GIVE ''SYRUP Or,FIGS"
TO CONSTIPATED MEM
Delicious 3 -Fruit Laxative" ean't iitrm
tender little Stomach, Liver,
and Bowels.
lenge at the tongue, iriothiir!
&fated, your little one's stomach, liver
and bowels need cleansing at once.
.When peevish, cross, listless; doesrdt
;deep, eat or act naturally, or is fever-
ish, stomach sour, breath bade has mite
throat, diarrhcea, full of cold, give la
teaspoonful of "California Syrup of
Piga anci in a few hours all the fold,
constipated waste, undigested. food and
sour bile gently moves out of its little
bowels Without griping, and you. have a
-well, playful child again. Ask your
druggist for a bottle of "California
Syrup of Figs," which contains full
directions for babies, ehildree of all pave
and for grownmpe
$200.000
to lend on Farms, First, Second
Mortgages. Call or write me at
once and get your loan arranged
by return mail. No advance
, charges.
E. R. REYNOLDS,
77 Victoria St., Toronto.
eerie • •
ace anemearee. •
HAD WORST CASE OF
CONSTIPATION
DOCTOR EVER KNEW.
Although generally described as a
disease, constipation can never exist
tailless some of the organs are deranged,
which is generally found to be the liver.
It consists of an inability to regularly
evacuate the bowels, and as a reguiar
action of the bowels is absolutely es-
sential to general health, the least irregu-
larity should never be neglected.
Milburn's Laxa-Liver Pills have no
equal for relieving and curing constipa-
tion and all its allied troubles.
Mrs. F. Martin, Prince Albert, Sask.,
writes:—"I had one of the worst -cases of
constipation my doctor said he had ever
intown, and Milburn's La.xa-Liver Pills
cured me of it. My father-in-law had
used them, in fact he was the one who
gave them to me. A number of people
around here use them and they all say
that they are the belt pith; they ever
used."
Milburn's La,x,eaLiver Pills are 25e, as
vial at all dealers or mailed direct on
receipt of price by The T. Milburrt Co.,
limited. Toronto, Ont.
THICK, GLOSSY HAIR
FREE FROM DANDRt717
dirls! Try it! Hair gets soft, fluffy; and
beautlful—Get a small bottle
of Danderine.
If you care for heavy hair that
tans with beauty and is radiant with
life; has an incomparable softness and
is fluffy and lustrous, try Daaderine.
Jut me application dou:bles the
beauty of your hair, besides it irarill'-
diately dissolves every particle of
dandeuff. You can not have nice heavy,
healthy hair if you have dandruff. This
destructive Boni robs the hair of its
luetre, its strength and its very life,
and if not overoome it produces a fever-
ishness and itching of the seep; -the
hair roots famish, loosen and die; then
the neer falls .out fast. Surely get a
eniall bottle of Knowlton's Danderine
from tam drug store and just try it.
ma_
by I
erbert JenIins
(Continued from our 'last issue.)
Bindle was "right. Lady Knob -
Renick had telephoned to Ryford, and
the police were already on their way
in three motor -ears.
At Barton Bridge they were inform-
ed by two local conetables and later
When they arirved at the entrance .to
When they arrived at the entrb.cne to
the Meadow they found McFie leading.
an extremely out -of -tune readering of
"Oliwarel, Christian Soldier's." Im-
mediately he saw the approaehing for-
ces. of Mammon, as he called them, he
climbed down from his post of van-
tage and secured the hose.
The police and the retainers from
the Castle approached the carriage to
remove it and thus gain entrance to
the meadow. Led by the red-faced
er to be turned on. He had taken the
superintendent from Reiford, they pre-
sented an imposing array. Alio-wing
them to approach quite close, McFie
suddenly gave the signal for the wat-
er to be tinned on. II ehad taken the
precaution to post men at the hydrant
to protect it.
The superitnendent's legs flew up
frit° the air as the jet of water caught
him beneath the chin; In a few sec-
onds the attacking party had been
hosed in a gasping, choking, and
struggling- heap. Cockernute, wood-
en balls, sticks, bits of chairs, glass-
es and crockery rained upon thein.
The, forces of Mammon gathered
themsielves -together and retired in dis-
order: Andrew Male's -Mood was
up. Yid -tory was at hand, In his ex-
citement he committed the tactical
blunder of 'causing the corriage to be
removed, that he might charge the en-
emy and complete its discomfiture.
His followers, however, had then
too long been accustomed to regard
the police with awe, and most of the
men, fearful of being recognized,
sneaked through holes in the hedges,
and made their way home by circuit-
ous routes.
Those who remained, together with
a number of girls and women, fought
until they were overpowered mid cap-
tured, and the Batton Bridge Temper-
ance Fete came to an inglorius end.
That same evening, having laden
the van with such of the property and
tents as had not been utilized for bon-.
fires and missiles, Bindle took his seat
on the tail -board, and the vaa lum-
bered off in the direction of London.
He proceeded to review the events
cf the day. What particularly divert-
ed him was the recolelction of the way
in which horses and vehicles had been
-mixed up.
When he had returned to the High
Street he found there numbers of
those who had visited the Fete and
were now desirious only of getting,
hpme. He helped them to harness
their horses assuring them that the
beasts were theirs. If he were asked
for a dog -cart he selected the first td
hand, and then sought out a horse of
suitable size and harnessed it to the
vehicle.
If any demur were made, er if
identification marks were sought,. he
hurried the objector off, telling 'him
that he ought to be glad he had got a
horse at all.
Bindle was grinning comfortably at
the thought of the days it would take
to sort out the horses and vehicles,
when he saw in the distance a bicycle
being ridden by someone obviouely in
a hurry.
As it came nearer he recognized
the, rider as Dick Little, who pedalled
up beside the van and tendered a sove
ereign to Bindle.
sir," Bindle remarked, shak-
ing his head. "I'm a bit of •a sport
myself. Lord! wasn't they drunk!'
He chuckled quietly. "That young
paeson chap, tee,. No, sir, I been paid
in fun."
After a somewhat lengthy dicus-
sion carried on in whispers, so that
the driver should not hear, Bindle
suggested that Dick Little had better
come inside the van as if anyone were
to see them it might result in sus-
picion.
"Yer seem to like a little joke," he
added. "I can tell yer about some as
won't make yer want to cry."
An hour later, when, Dick Little
launched his bicycle from the tail of
the van he said:
"Well, come and see me in London;
I'm generally in Sunday evenings."
'Right, sir; I will; replied Bindle;
but might I arst sir, wot it was that
made 'ern so fidgety?"
"It was pure alcohol mixed with
distilled mead," was the reply -
"Well, it done the trick- Good -night
sir. Lord! won't there be some 'eads
wantin' oldin' in the mornin'," and he
laughed joyously as ' the pantechnicon
rumbeld noiselessly Londonwards.
CHAPTER X.
Mr. Hearty Prays for Bindle.
Mrs. Bindle had just returned from
evening chapel. On Sundays, especial-
ly on Sunday evenings, when there
had been time for the cumulative ef-
fect of her devotions to manifest it-
self, Mrs. Bindle was always in a
chastened mood. She controlled those
gusts of temper which plunged her
back into the Doric and precipitated
Bindle "into 'ell, dust an' all."
On this particular evening she was
almost gentle. The bangs with which
she accentuated the placing of each
plate and dish upon the table where
piano bangs, and Bindle duly noted
the circumstance.
With him Sunday was always a day
of intellectual freedom. He aired his
views more freely on that than on oth-
er days.
Having laid the supper, Mrs. Bindle
began to remove her bonnet. With a
hat -pin in her month and her heads
stretched behind her head in the act
of untying an obstreperous veil that
rested like a bdack line across the '
bridge of her nose, she remarked, in
that aesual tone which with her be
tokened an item of great interest an
imp ortanee -
"Illra Hearty prayed for you to
night, Bindle."
'Bindle sat up in his chair as if h
bad been shot.
° "'Harty wot?" he interrogated wit
unaccustomed anger in his voice, an
an:unwonted flash in his eye, "'Bart
wot?"
"He prayed for you," replied Mrs
Bindle in what was for her a hushed
voice; "a beautiful prayer about a
brother who had fallen by the wayside
a wheat -ear among thorns,."
" prayed for me—'ini?"
Bindle removed his pipe from hi
mouth and- gripping the bowl betWeen
thumb and finger, pointed what re
mained of the stem at Mrs. Bindle, as
she stuck a hat -pin through her bon-
net and placed it on the dresser.
" 'E prayed for me?" The words
came with such deliberation- and in-
tensity that Mrs. Bindle glanced round
sharply.
' "Yes!" she snapped, "an' you want
it. You're nothin' but an 'eathen."
Mrs. Bindle was forgetting her care-
ful articulation.
"A brother fallen by • the road-
side—"
"Wayside," corrected Mrs:. Bindle,
am she hanged a loaf on the table.
"A brothe- 'oo 'as fallen by the
wayside, a wheat -ear among, thorns,"
murmured Bincile as if to himself.
Suddenly he grinped; the humour of
the thing seemed to strike him. "Pray-
ed for in church—leastwise chapel—
jest like the Royal Family and rain.
You're comin' on Joe Bindle," he
chuckled.
"Seems to amuse you," .oemarked
Mrs. Bindle as she took het place at
the table- •
"Yer've 'it it," replied Bindle, as he
skillfully opened the tin of salmon.
"Yer've just 'it it. Alfred 'Earty was
sent to annoy 'eaven with 'is 'ymns
and tickle up Joe Bindle with 'is pray-
ers? -
"If you was more like, what be is,
you'd be a better man."
"'Earty is as 'Earty does," flashed
Bindle with a grim Then after a
pause to enable him to reduee a par-
ticularly large mouthful of bread and
salmon to conversational proportions
he continued:
"If I had the runin' of this 'ere
world, there'd be some rather big al-
terations, with a sort o"end o' the
season' sale, an' there'd be some pretty
cheap lines in parsons an' greengroc-
ers, not to speak of chapel -goers."
"Pm surprised at you, Bindle, talk-
ing such blasphemies in a Christian
'ome. Unless you stop go out."
"Not while there's any salmon left,
Mrs. B.," remarked Bindle oracularly.
• "You're a bad Man. I done my best
rm"Ysouure'ave; yer'd done yer second
best or yer third best, Joe Bindle
might a' been a better man than wot
'e .Bindle dug a morsel of salmon
out of the tin with the point of his
knife. "I been to well brought up,
that's wot's the matter wi' me."
"You're always scoffin' and sneer -
in' at zne an' the chapel," responded
Mrs. Bindle tartly.qt don't hurt me,
whatever you many think."
"There you're wrong, me blossom."
Bindle was in high spirits. His mind
had been. busily at work, and he saw
a way of "bein' a bloomin' thorn in
'Earty's wheat -ear 'ole."
" I ain't a scoffer; its just that I
don't understan"ow a, thing wot was
meant to make -neople 'appy, seems
to make 'ern about as joyful as a
winkle wot feels the pin."
"Winkles are boiled first," retorted
the literal Mrs. Bindle, -wiping round
her plate with a piece of bread; "an'
bein' dead don't feel pins. I wouldn't
eat them if it hurt. Beside's, winkles
haven't anything to do with religion."
"That's wot makes 'ern so tasty,"
'ave sort o' spoiled me appetite for
religion; but winkles still 'old me."
After a short silence he continued,
"I never see a religious cove yet wot
1 'ad any likin' for, leastwise, wot
said he was religious. It's a funny
thing, but as soon as people become
good they seem to get about as com-
fortable to live with as an iedge'eg in
bed."
"Funny thing,- religion," Bindle
continued. "There was one cove I
know'd 'oo spent 'is time in 'axing
D. T's an' gettin' saved, about 'elf an'
'alf, with a slight leanin' to D. T's.
We called 'im Suds an' Salvation,
'suds' bein' name for beer.
"Look at 'Earty, now- 'E's always
talking of 'eaven, but he ain't in no
hurry to get there- 'E's as nippy as
a cat if 'e 'ears a motor 'ooter when
'e's crossieg the road; and 'e 'ustles
like 'ell to get inside of a buss when
it's rainin'."
"His life is not 'is own, and he's
owaitin' his call,"
Bindle looked up with a laugh.
" 'Ow'll 'e knove it's for 'im an' not
next door." he asked.
"I won't listen to your evil talk,"
annOunced Mrs. Bindle, half rising
from her chair, and then resuming her
seat again as if thinking better of her
determination.
"When," continued Bindle imper-
turbably; "I 'ears of a place where
the beer's better an' cheaper than wot
I gets 'ere orf I goes like a bunny
after a lettuce. Now you an"Earty
knows that in 'eaven 'appiaess is
batter an' cheaper than wot it is 'ere,
yet yor does all yer can to keen away
from it! and they're all the same.
That's wot does'mel
"If ypu wasn't such an 'eathen you'd
understand," stormed Mrs. Bindle,
"and my life would be 'appier. You
won't go to chapel, an' you won't 'ave
a bath, and
"1 don't 'old with all this talk 0'
washint It ain't natural," broke in
Bindle cheerfully. 'Look at the lad-
ies. Wot do they do? When they
gets sort o' soiled, do they wash? Not
a bit of it; they shoves on another,
coat of powder to cover it up. I
seen tem doin' it."
"Scarlet women!" Mrs. Bindle's
jaws snapped loudly -
"Yes, an' pink an' white 'ins too.
I seen all sorts doin' it—which re-
minds me of 'ow ole Snooker lorst 'is
job. 'E wos sent round by 'is guy -
nor to a lady -with an estimate for
white-vvashin' and paperdangint When
she saw the pride she gives a sett of d
screech 0' surprise,
" 'This is very expensive she sem I
'It didn't cost little more tlit'an 'elf this
lasttime.'
" 'It' S the right price, MUM,' says
SnOoker. 'I been through At myself,'
ITEMON EXPOSITOR
- 'e says;
d "'But I don't understand,' saps she
1
"'Well, mum,' says Snooker, 'there'
- klinh
eo eteieiapa
be-washedlinostopero,bes
offtr,i'p'peedoffsays
e the walls,' e says, 'and it all take
time.'
" 'But i that necessary?' says th
lady.
" 'Well, mum,' says Snooker, quit
like, iyar algal :put clean stockins
on dirty 1 gsl would yer?' says 'e.
'She wa as angry as an 'en and
wrote in t .at Snooker 'ad _ been say
in' diskustin!athings, lin wot blows a
cornet in the Salvation Band 0' Sun
days. 'Why 'e tetra got enough wind.
left on week -days to be disgustin
with. Any' -ow 'e lorst 'is job, and the
lady went tie someone else as didn't
talk about legs."
"Y' ought to be ashamed of your-
self, Joseph Bindle telling me such
lewd tales.,"
" 'Lewd!' Wat's that?" "queried
Bindle. .
"An abomination in the sight of the
Lord," replied Mrs. Bindle sententious-
ly. 'Your talk ain't fit for a woman to
listen to, Last time we was at Mr.
Hearty's you -was speakin' of babies
in. front of Millie. I went hot, all
ov,e,rIs." babies lewd then?" enquired
Bindleininocenitly.
"They're born in sin."
"Oh, Lord!" grinned Bindle, "I'm
always doin' it. • Fancy babios bein'
asay.bad u as h shouldn't
speak about them
before a young girl. like Millie."
"Babies -is funny things," remarked
Bindle, replacing his einpty glass on
the table, and wiping his mouth with
the back of his disengaged hand.
"Babies is funny things. If yer want
one it never seems to come; but if yer
don't want 'em it tains babies, an'
'fore yer know it you've got a dose or
two o' triplets at three pound a bunch
from the Idingt There wos 'Arry
Brown; 'e Wanted a kid, and 'e 'ated
kittnes. Yet 'is misses never 'ad a
baby, though. the cat was always 'av-
in' kittens, which shows as ,there was-
n't anything wrong yid' the 'oused'
"I'm goin" to bed," announced rMs.
Bindle, as She rose. "Your talk ain't
fit for decent ears to listen to. If it
"I'm goi g out," announced Bindle
1
twhainksretofthyeo .a„bbatli I'd tell you wot I
with decisibm .
"At this time? You ain't goin'
round to Mr. Hearty's?" There was
a note of anxiety in Mrs. Bindle's
voice. "It's past nine o'clock."
,"i ain't decided whether rii punch
'Earty's head or go an' get drunk.
I'm sick of all this iumbug."
Whilst speaking, Bindle had, seized
his coat and cap ' and made for the
door. The uterance of the last word
synchronized with the banging of the
door itself. = _
Bindle walked to the Fulham Read,
where he boarded i an east -bound bus.
At Beaufort Street he alighted, and
a few minutes later was ringing the
bell pet 550 Beaufort Mansions, the
address given to him by -Dick'Little.
The door was opened by Little himself.
"Why, it's Aristophanes," he said
with obfious pleasure. '
"No sir, Joe Bindle."
"Come in, man, whoever you are.
Come, in You're just_ ithemMan we
want," said toick Littl-ii heartily. .
At that moment there was a gust
of laughter form an adjoining roOrn.
"I'm afraid you got friends, sir,"
said Bindle, hesitating, on the mat
"I'll call around another night, sir.
Shouldn't like to interrupt you."
"Rot! Come in," Little replied,
dragging Bindle' towards the room
from whence the- laughter came.
Through the door he cried out:
"Shut up that damned'row. Here's
Bindle, the immortal Bindle."
The momenary- hush, that Little's
command had produced* Was followed
bir yells of delight which crystallized
into, "For he's a Jolly Crood Fellow!"
Bindle stood at the door listening
n amazement; then with a grin re-
arked to Little:
"Seem to know me, sir; seem sort o
fon ' of me."
ow you, Bindle, my boy? There's
riqt a fellow in Tim's that doesn't
know and love you, A toast, you
fellows," he cried. _
Little seized a glass half -full of
whisky -and -soda. "A toast," he cried,
"to Bindle the Incomparable, rival of
Aristophanes as a maker of mirth."
Cries of "Bindle! Bindle!" echoed
from all parts of the smoke -dimmed
room, and again there broke out what
Dick Little called "the National An-
them of Good Fellowship,ii followed
by calls for a speech. '
Before he knew it Bindel was hoist-
ed upon the table, where be stood gaz-
ing down. upon some eight or ten
flushed faces.
"Gentlemen, chair, please." Little
rapped a glass on the table. Silence
ensued. "Now, Aristophanes," to
Bindle.
"Bindle, sir, plain Joe Bindle, if
you please." Then turniag to the ex-
pectant faces round him Bindle began
his first speech.
"Gentlemen—leastways, I 'ope so.
You all seem to know me, and like-
wise to be very fond 07 me; Wen:
p'r'aps I might become fond o' you
if I don't get to know too much about
ver 'obits. I'm sorry to break up this
'ere preyer-meetin', but I come to 'ave
a Word with Mr. Little." (Cries of
"Have it with us.") "very well, then,
continued Bindle. "I got a brother-
in-law, 'Earty by name." There were
cries of "Good old Hearty!" "Seem
to know 'im too. Peeps yer sings in
the choir at 'is chapel, Any'ow,
"Earty's been prayin' for me to -night
at 'is chapel, an' I come to arst Mr.
Little wot I'd better do."
Bindle'e announcement caused a sen-
sation and something of an uproar.
His voice wa,s drowned in cries of
"Shame!" _
t "Just a moment, gentlemen, and I've
done. 'E called me 'a brother fallen
laii the wayside, a wheat -ear among
thorns." _
1 er thought that doctors was such
. sports, Now I understand why it i&
s that the ladies is always gettin' ill.
,, S' long, and thanks for this friendly
ilittle evertinf. If I've talked too much
S , you come and hear Mrs. Bindle one
eveninb and yerill be glad it's me an'
e not 'er-"
As Dick Little showed him out
e Bindle enquired:
' " 'Ow am 1 to get 'ome on that'
psalm-singin' brother-in-law 6' mine?
—that's wot I wants to know. Pramin'
-- for me in 'chapel." Bindle wreaked
his disgust on the match he was strik-
- ing„
"I'll think it over,' said. Little, "and
lei you know. Good -night, and thanks
,
for coming. We shall always be glad
to see you any Sunday night.'
"Different from 'Earty's -Sunday
eights," mutered Bindle, as he walked
away, "I wonder which makes the
best men. It's a good job I ain't got
anythink to 'do with 'eaven, or them
wheat -ears Might sort o' get mixed
wi' the thorns."
7 j
Yells of laughter followed this an-
nouncement, and Bindle was pulled
'down and drink forced upon him. Soon
he was sitting in the most comfortable
armchair in the room, smoking a co-
lossal cigar, with a large kitchen jug
full of beer at his elbow. He ,Salg
before him nearly a dozen of the most
riotous spirits in London listening
with eager interest to his stories and
opinions, which they punctuated with
gusts of laughter. The night -was
far advanced when at length he rose
to go.
"Well, gentlemen," he said," 1 nev-
•
CHAPTER XL
Mr. Hearty Becomes Extremely
Unpopular.
" 'Tarty may be all. 'et- inns an'
whiskers," Bindle had said, "an' I 'ate
'is 'oly look an' oily ways; but 'e sticks
to his job an' works like a blackleg.
It don't seem to give no pleasure
though. 'E don't often smile, an' when
e does it's as if 'e thought Gawd was
a-goirdi to charge it im against 'im."
Heart-- was an excellent trades-
man; he sold nothing that he had not
bought himself, and Covent Garden
knew no shrewder judge of what to
buy and what not to buy, or, as Bin-
dle phrased it:
" 'E's so used to lookin' for sin in
the soul that 'e can see- a rotten ap-
ple in the middle of a barrel without
knockin' the top off. Yes, I'll give
'Earty 'is due. There ain't many as
can knock spots off 'im as a greengroc-
er , though as far as bein' a mart, I
seen better things than'imeonie out
o' cheese."
On the Saturday morning after Bin-
dle's visit to Dick Little, Mr. Hearty
was busily engaged in superintending
the arrangement of his Fulham High
Street shop. giving an order here and
a touch there, always with excellent
l'esuletcsO
Arding to his wont he had re-
turned from market before eight o'-
clock, breakfasted, hurried round to
his other shop in the Wandsworth
He Was eccupied in putting the fin-
ishing touches to a honey -coloured
miramid of apples, each in its nest of
pink paper like a setting hen, when
an il-favored man entered leading an
enormous dog, in which the salient
points of the mastiff, bull -terrier, and
Ftench poodle struggled for expres-
sion. The man looked at a dirty piece
of paper be held in his hand.
*"Narrie of Tarty?" he interrogated.
"I am Mr. Hearty," was the reply,
uttered in a voice that was intended
to suggest dignity with just a dash of
Christian forbearance.
"I brought your dawg,". said the
man with ingratiating geniality, bar-
ing. three dark -brown stumps that had
mime been. teeth; "I brought your
dawg," he repeated, looking down at
what appeared to be four enormous
legs lb000dsv.. loosely a
. attched to a long, sin-
u"You're mistaken," said Mr. Hear-
ty. "It's not mine; I don't keep a
dog."
"My mistake, guy -nor," replied the
man with a grin; should 'a said the
dawg wot you're a-lokin' for. 'Ere,
Lily, dron it."
This last remark was addressed to
the deg, who, seeing Mr. Hearty's soft
black felt hat lying on a box, had seiz-
ed it in her enormous jaws. She look-
ed up at her master mad shook the
hat roguishly with a gurgle of joy;
but a sharn cuff on the muzzle caused,
her to droa what her teeth and 'saliva
had already ruined.
"This is just the dawg you're
wantint," continued the man pleasant-
ly, indicating Lily, who had lain down
and was now occupying the entire
centre of the ghop, looking about her
with distended jaws, and a great flap
of whitey -red tongue hanging out am-
iably. "Playful as a kitten, and an
'ouse-dog as 'ucl eat a burglar an' then
lo back to dawg-biscuit wivout a
,
murnitue She's some dawg, . Lily!"
. "But I don't want a dog,1 replied
Mr. Hearty, eyeing his hat, Which the
man was endeavoring to cl an with
his coat-sleeeve. "Will yoi please
take it away?" There was note of
asperity, in his voice.
'Won't Want a dawg?- DOA want
a dawg?' There was menahe in the
enan's manner that caused M ..• Rearty
Wine anxiety, mid he lookei appeal—.
ingly at Smith, leis chief lateiatant, 1
and the boy, who stood regarding the •
episode with an enjoyment they dare I
not express. i
"Don't want a dawg," r4eated the 1
man for the third time. You jest
read this," thrusting. out to ards IVIr. i
Hearty the difty piece of paper he
held in his hand. "You jes read this
an' you'll ruddy well see t at yer do
want a dawg, an' this 'ere i the dawg
yer want."
Mr. Hearty mechanicall took the
piece of paper the man t 1 et toVeard
him. It was a cutting off 8/1 adver-
tisement, which read:
"Dog Wanted, breenot important,
provided it is a large and acid house -
dog. ---d Not to cqst more than £4. Ap-
ply personally with anim leto Alfred
Hearty, 530 Fulham Hig (Street, S.
W., on Saturday at 10.30 a.m."
Mr. Hearty looked fro (the paper
to Lily's owner in an tmc Mprehend-
ing way and then back td the adver-
tisement again.
. "The breed ain't import
remarked the man. "She
es as a mastiff, a Frenc
t in Lily,"
sl took priz-
(poodle, a
bull -terrier, and a poem, and she got
hon'ble mention as a gre dound once.
She'll claw un a man sh don't like,
won't yen Lily, old gal? !I .
ridiculously
tog possess -
,d repeated
Iessly at
Lily looked up with a.
amiable 'expression for- a
ed of such qaulities.
"But I don't want a do
Mr. Hearty, looking he
Smith -
"Then wot the ffrumb
do yer put in this adverti
growdled the man angril
"But I didn't."
'ereafter
ment for?"
"Is your name 'Earty'
"I am Mr. Hearty."
"Then vou want a da
your dawg, an' I want
Now, 'and it over, gumn
'urry. I ain't a bloomin'
a
'aurifpLounilyis
Pm in a
n -stop."
At that moment a mi le -aged wo-
man entered, followed by a very small
boy with a very large og, as inde-
terminate as to pedigree gs Lily her-
self. The woman looke about her
and approached Smith.
"Mr. Hearty?" she lmost whis
pered.
Smith, a man of few ords, jerked
his thumb in the direction of his em-
ployer. The woman waked -over to
him. Meanwhile the n let doge. had
growled ominously at 'Lily, who,
throwing out her forep Ws and de-
pressing her head upon them, had
playfully challenged it a romp.
"Mr. Hearty?" meekly ienquired the
woman.
AS she spoke a won n and two
more men with other dog a entered the
shop- These -were quick' followed Ly
another woman of `a I.- owewhateI-
want-and-fUggins-is-my- ame-an'-I've
got-meinarriage lines appearance.
Following her came a rn reanenred
man evith yet another do larger and
more bewildering in th matter- of
breed than Lily and the Other animal
combined.
"I want to see Mr. 'tarty," an-
nounced the third worn n to 'Smith.
Smith' indicated Mr. Hen ty in his Us-
ual manner by a jerk of he thumb.
"I come in answer to:t e advertise-
ment,"? she announced.
"For a. dawg?" enquire Lily's own-
er. suspiciously.
"For an 'ousekeeper," replied the
woman. aggressively. "V ot's that got
to do wi' you? You ain Mr. Tarty
are yer? You jest, shu yer ugly
face."
The man subsided.
The shop was now fu 1. Lily and
the second dog had dec ded to be
friends, and had formed an alliance
against, the third dog- I their gam-
bols they had already up et a basket
of apples.
(To be Continued Ne Week).
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