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Jowly scattering. There was
ash of the sunlight on busy.
"Good -by, daddy," she whist.-
"No, I'll not say good -by --4
rer say good -by to you. I'll
hack at sunset when; all the
e gone."
horse was at the post near the,
t door. The priest helped her
ant. The lane to the highway
,r past the porch of the church:
owns parted to give her
chfare, the men standing with,
a their hands. Voicee were
when she carne in sight, and
sudden silence the declaration
aid Kezar, whom rage had
Hind to her presence, rang out
"I'll be responsible for you
minutes. That's the time for
d your Temiscouata, sculch to
your canoes!"
batted her horse. The young
ho leaned against the pillar of
eh, his arms folded, had enough
mblance to Cora Marthorn to
gnizable as her brother. That
lance, stirring bitter recollec-
•ought color into Clare's cheeks
lips showed only the thin reel
repression of emotions.
ink I made it fairly evident
lid not care for you as a friend
you volunteered; now I most
;ly inform you that I don't
ea as my keeper."
✓ employed tactics which had
his need many times in the
ow he said what would rouse
its who would• bulwark hint
of attack. "The snob who
into Sainte Agathe and slurs
avanagh can't stay here.
ey be old Marthorn's son, but
n.'t big enough to get away
tything like that!"
✓ heard the menacing murmurs
s made bolder.
sure you and all others in
that I have not slurred Miss
gb ." -
struck her horse and the an -
aped close to the porch. "By
ight do you two men bandy
ae in public?"
horn stood up straight and
f his hat, But the smile he
=r did not soften her mounting
tion. The cads; The man who.
ped with some unknown erne -
lie rake! The frequenter of
sort`;s. The snob! Self-satis-
,queror of women and brother
g Cora Marthorn.! The son
ratan who had insulted her in
and had driven. her father to
rch had so shamed him! All
Ion of Harriet Tell's gossip et-
her thoughts. And there was
,n more ugly still! The Tennis
popple! The Temiscouata pres-
Did not the two make the real
why the spades were flashing
light in the yard of the graves?
1 heard her father's words of
Flame in his wealaiess and his
She did not reason clearly.
,vanagh prejudices, the Kava-
irit of retaliation and of corn-
e rioting in her. With all the
if her nature, suppressed for
rand now blazing, it seemed
had been left to carry on the
as well as the affairs of
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THE HURON' EXPOSITOR
r
If You Have High Blood {
Pressure You Must
Be Careful
When the Blood Pressure is much
erne normal there is always the
sieugez of rupture of a blood weasel,
sweet frequently is the Basin and
producing a stroke, or in the Kid-
neys, producing . Bright's Disease.
One should gaud against ° zer-
n or excites and take
HACKING'S
HEAR! AND NERVE REMEDY
ito dissolve the Uric Acid &writs
'that forea in the Veins end Aateries,
snaking theem hard andgbrittle. This
'l
remedy is a under; it bands up the
entire system by Purifying the
• Steengaeakig the Heart and
by producing a mal and healthy
condition of the Nerd.
Mts. Wm. Morley, ed Palmerston,
used quite a number of bones of
Hacking's Heart and Nerve Remedy
and they wed her so much and •
die was so:pleased 'with them that
ehe recommends them to all her
friends who have this trouble avwho
are aTI run down and Nervous. She
ays "you must he sure to get Hack
ing'es."
Constipation Is one of the aggrav-
ating causes of High Blood Pressure
sand it is addle to use Hackings
Kidney and Liver Pills to drive out
the Polssone thelt generate in the sys-
tem. These two preparations go
well together and you Should bay a
few ,tboxes from Tour dealer today.
Tis Umfbed, Idstiowrel, est.
Hackin'g's Remedies - are sold in
Seaforth by E. UMBACH, .Phut., B.
" ICIYDRO" AND ITS CRITICS.
By J. E. Middleton. -
Public Ownership of Utilities is dis-
.iic.ed by two classes of men; those who
dear that politics may endanger the
elnciency of management, and those
' ho neve some personal interest to
serve. The latter sort will never be
cnnv inse(1• Though a mountain of
coin -els- seen; heaped before them, they
world still refuse to see it. But the
Citieen of good faith who is willing to
c•'nsidcr the facts must find his distrust
of Public' Ownership somewhat abated
as he oonsinc-•s the position of the Hy -
dr t -1n' 'trio Power Svstesst of Ontario.
ic"•or(Iinn to our political systc.,rn the
T - tenter in charge of any regular De- -
in •1•' -nit of novesree en must remove
f tho •?d-•ieirttratien is defeated. If
ta• I .•clr o 1ne: t is `•ystcm were strictly
i= `t'e-'•a treeee of Power" under a
('e i ret .,i:tietflr, its klireetinn head
en'::'': chance •.; ith changing Cabinets.'
Pert the System has been operating
flet°I t(,.ve ,errs under the control of a
Pett is •i: I Comrtissioa, and the Chair -
r'; n he. held office under three Govern -
i c'rlh" I Tyne)" has always hecn se )-
a•••='e(t fr,,:r the pct7i1icul game.
Tl; = . scans ;ra (=le r. 1t is the (Tined
nneeeive:of :r ,.r�0':i; -�f _`flat?i~ie€ llitics,
r,,.:-,.,=•en?•I •,. by (arty, Town, and Town -
ell; ell; , coil 1: infee. —en suffic•iently-we;l-
l..p.or-n ie t1' -ir s'..ve7.d1 ccs:rr:'unitics to
w.-i•i i;I•t •." of t:•i:nicund honor are usual -
1y ashes in ,t,•littss. not all on the
S.1...,, ,: ,
, :' ( '-n;, ri,� '„'
VId('rrr..a (l;., ,... ;:(i nen the I Ivrlrs
were a=. rt''''.': t•t E ; I ,isle fur , ire
and and sodtort (.nee Vnineel Ton s:,,
It oeild he support it`' In lire manner.
'what syrrp•thy could the System. -aiin
from. a strum'; C:onserv.divr.! if'it were a
mere bund-waegon- trailing after ar
•I.incral Party I e .d"r`' •
Frora the be. inning the Commission
has e'rnsiderccl itself as a business
dirt t ,r-t•s with the powers and rt'-
spOP. r' i; e ks en a Trustee. Political
considerations, such as the "necessity" -
.of paying Party debts with public
money, lr.:ve head no more place in the
Hydro than in the administration of a
Trust Compan, :•n Iusual nce Company
or a Bank. \ppointments have been
ads on the merit principle. No •
”; inth-C:oncessi' n hener'1 could claim
a place in tin organization as a reward
for his politisal virtue,
The resilts are found first of all
in tlw c=rndit'• of the 1F nr ineerin& staff.
1i- rlcauli•: and [1e.•trical - work on a hire
sF , le can 1)e divested only by youn:;
men of i'reat activity and remarkable
techni:'aI attarinn-cnts. Such are the
leading Hydro En•:inners. That they
know their profession is shown by the.
3)igh (1u lily of the installntions in thel
vari•rus clevcloprnen1, transforinia :'n0
transmission stoat ,:•:, t}naughout Olt-
ari), and al:;.) by the tt:ry they met and
overcame thy' extraordinary aordina ry difli.•ultiss
of the past (lye vc :rs.
A sus,;r•inn that the expenditure 1,1'
the System was e' i, v.tt ant a nd care-
'
lees was expr{ end frequently in the
earlier clays of its activity. Critics
declared continually that "the madness
of Beck" was putting a great burden
of debt. upon the shoulders of the
municipalities and the pp6p}e. Some
went so far as to say that the Province
would be hopelessly bankrupt. The
answer is found in the successive Annual
'Reports. The Commission announced
-iust. before "the \Var that the revenue
from the kale of power since the work
ibcgen had been sufficient to pay interest,
winking fund and depreciation, and still
(to leave a surplus of 10 per cent on the
.cost.
Nevertheless -an intensive auditing
of accounts was demanded by the
Doubters. :Messrs. Clarkson, Gordon
and Dilworth were named to conduct
an exhaustive inquiry into the expendi-
tures of the Commission from the be-
ginning of its activity. The report of
'this firm has been made. public. It
was a complete vindication of the Com-
mission's system of accounting, pur-
chase and expenditure. '.
Any organization which can stand
microscopic investigation into its fin-
ances, its technical work and its busi-
ness methods is certainly not "bedevil -
`led byt polities." Public. Ownership is
practical under such principles of ad-
ministration aS the Hydro -Electric
`Power Commission has adopted and
carried out. That it is of first-rate
nportance to the industrial require -
eats of the Province needs no proof.
The Commission has been moderate
t`-n its promises and vigorous in perfor-•
once. The standard of construction
as been high. 4c The service has been
xcellent. The rates have been low.
The accounting has been scientific and
innodern. There is no shred. of testi-
mony to support any allegation to the
,effect that political'considerations have
tad Lweight in the daily work of ad-
ministration.
he Rider of
the King
4 Log
By
HOLMAN DAY,
HARPER & BROTHERS
ed the' provisions of his- will; they
had taken him at his word'; all the
arrangements had invited them to
comply with his request; by refusing
to eat and drink and make holiday'
they would have shown ingratitude.
It was not the nature of the _folks of
. the .Toban to throw John Kavanagh'*;
bounty . in his dead face.
Reflecting on the matter, Kenneth
Marthorn understood better; the af-
fair lost considerable of its 'grotesque-
ness. It was simple loyalty, follow-
ing the dietatea'of the man whom they
had so long -obeyed. ,
After the hearsay of the night be-.
fore, looking ahead, the plans for the
obsequies had seemed fantastic and
-so contrary to custom as to lack the
elements of good taste. But,whent he
looked on, standing respeetfulljr with
his little group on the porch of the
tavern, he found pathetic • solemnity
in the affair. The funeral of John
Kavanagh had a peculiar dignity,
suiting the man and his people.
Down the hill from the mansion
came the cortege, moving' very slow-
lyThe band which led the way intoned
the solemn strains of Chopin'a 'Funer-
al March. The musie+ians had been
summoned, from a far city and the
organization was a framed one.
When the muted cornets voiced the
weird wail of' the wonderful melody,
above the doler of the moaning basses,
the - spell of the music and of the
scene took possession of Marthorn.
He shook his head when one ` of his
men asked a question; he choked and
was not abe to speak.
When the music came abreast the
tavern porch tears sparkled in his
eyes and he was obliged to stroke
them • away in - order to see ; Clare
Cavanagh clearly.
She sat very erect on her big black
horse; her gaze was straight ahead.
Her dark hair accentuated the pale
ness of her face.
They who gazed on her understood
why she had ' chosen ,the garb she
wore. She was habited in white, ac-
cording to the provisions of her fath-
er's request. When she had come
into his arms on that day of their
reunion- at Manor Verona she wore
her graduation white, and the mental
picture had been one of his dearest
memories. His letter to her had ex-
plained his wishes, and she respect-
ed the whimsical view he took: "It's
black that makes folk think of death
—just death. They'll look at you and
tfeel that I'm dead and you're alone.
thensay sot" 1 But the white—it will be as if I had
(Continued from last week)
"I can see what yon are. ` You're
a dude from down river. Your flan-
nel shirt doesn't fool me. I've been
down among your stuck-up noses. I
Went as the special doctor of John
X. Kavanagh,• and now I don't , pro-
pose to stand idly by and hear his
daughter slandered."
"But I -
"Shut up or you'll make it worse.
Those wabblenecked women -geese
down where you come from can't love,
honor and obey anybody that's alive,
mtue.h less somebody that's dead. They
think they're mourning when, they
hang a lot of crape on the outside
and are singing `Hail, Columby' in-
side whilst the minister is praying
at the funeral. Clare Kavanagh
mourns so much for her father that
she'd cut off her lily-white hand
rather than fall down on what he
asked her to do!"
"Sure she would! Who says she
wouldn't?" demanded one of the by-
standers. •
"She has got grit enough to be his
son, and she loved' him as only girls
know how to love. That's Clare Kav-
anagh!" The doctor's voice was shrlil
with passion.
The doctor leaned forward - orad
tapped .a finger on the shoulder of
the disconcerted Temiseouata man . e
"If sjie rides ahead with sorrow in
her heart so as to be first at the bed
where her father will sleep his last
sleep—rides because he put it in his
will for her so to do—ain't `she just
ood
true
as
of
e and and any
as sweetg
your waddling citified ducks who have
to be hauled in a hack? If she ain't,
.
"Say so!" counseled several men in' stepped away for a bit of a rest."' It
truculent chorus.
"If I was as full. of ginger as I
was once," declared the doctor, "I'd
put a rosette around your, eye."
"You needn't worry about not hav-
ing your decoratin' done for - your"
stated one of the group. "What did
this son of a hunk o' beeswax say
about Queen Clare ?"
"Just a moment!" pleaded Marthorn.
He pointed to the doctor. "This
gentleman misunderstood an innocent
remark." Their situation; was danger-
ous and he lied brazenly. "Nothing
whatever was said about Miss Kava-
nagh. None of us ever saw the lady,
none of us knows - her, and I'm quite
sure that we never heard of her till
very lately."
"What's all this about `we,' and' how
do you fit in?" asked the vohnteer
for the decorative job.
"I'm speaking for our party—these
men here." •
"Well, you must have lived a long
ways off all your life never to have
heard of Clare Kavanagh! And it's
more or less of an insult to say that
you never heard of her."
"He ought to be licked for saying
it," stated the doctor.
"Leave the both of 'em to me," urg-
ed the volunteer.,
But -Kenneth put firm hand against
the fellow's breast and pushed him
back, stepping between the champion
and the Temiscouata man. "Look
here, men, all!" he cried, sharply, in
the convincing manner of authority.
"We are strangers here, but --we are
showing more respect for Miss Kava-
nagh and her father's memory than
you are. We are behaving. You
are trying to start a riot at a funeral,
and that will disgrace everybody."
"That talk is right," concurred
Timothy Mulkern, who had come
hurrying; he had constituted himself
a sort of chief of staff in. the funeral
management and kept a sharp, eye on
the gatherings of men. "What does
his will say? It's welcome to all. Old
Steve Marthorn could walk through
here this night and I'd flatten the
man who cocked at him so much as
the quirk of an eye. Scatter ye! I've
got a dozen locked in the warp -
shanty a, ready, so that the funeral
sha'n't be shamed. Y,e'll join 'em if
I hear more. And do you go home
- and keep your clapper quiet," he told
the doctor. "When I see that plug -
hat in the middle of a crowd I know
that it means trouble as sure as a had recovered his composure he dis-
sundog warns of a storm." covered that most of his party had
1Vrthorn walked on with his men; joined the marchers. He was annoy -
for the second time that night he
ed by their disappearance, for the feel -
had heard the name of Marthorn set ins was in him that he was inviting
hse the limit • of toleration by the trouble by lingering in Ste. Agathe.
enchm of John Kavanagh.
"There seems to be considerable After the repression of the funeral
hair-trigger element in. this proposi-
tion," he told his friends. '1You'd
better call me Bill Jones until we get
out of this village. The Kavanaghs
don't seem• to care especially for the
Marthorns. I don't want that girl to
think that I came down here to break
up her father's funeral."
Men were following them, grumbl-
ing, and in order to avoid further
'was a pitiffil attempt to reach out" to
cher beyond the grave the protection
bf the Kavanagh personality.
"I apologize," murmured the in -
(Cautious one whom Marthorn had pro-
tected the evening before. "I know
how they feel about her, now that I
have seen her. .After this I'll cuff
the man who slurs her."
Kenneth had never visualized the
girl in his thoughts, lacking the thrust
of interest. She had been for him
Kavanagh's daughter rather than
Clare Kavanagh. In spite of 'what he
had heard about her beauty he was
not prepared for this striking figure
she presented. For him there was
unmutterable pathos in her , dignity.
They called her "Queen, of the Toban."
Her poise and her demeanor fitted' the
title, but, somehow, one felt that ,she
ought to have motherly arms about
her in her sorrow.
One of the X. K. wangan bateaux
was slung - on wheels, and across the
big boat were laid cant -dog handles.
On these was Dropped the huge burial
casket. There was no touch or color
or of flower. On head and foot. were
coils of snubbing -warp. Eightmen
were standing in the bateau, bosses
of swampers, choppers, drive, team-
sters, sawyers and boom -men. Timothy
Mulkern was there. Six gigantic,
slow-moving tote road 'horses drew
the makeshift catafalque which so
perfectly characterized the life of the
man who lay dead. On one coil of
rope were his spiked boots; across
the other coil was laid his belted
jacket. Miles O'Corran,_ the X. K.'s
-best teamster, _stood high on the
bateau's prow and drove the horses.
Behind, in the dust stirred by the
broad wheels, marched hundreds of
men in uneven ranks. Their heads
were bowed and, they carried their
hats in their hands. Women walked,,
too, many of them; little ; children
trudged with their elders, gaping with
the wonder of it all. •
So rode John Kavanagh down the
hill from the mansion, along the hol-
low of the valley, past the red -brick
office, and up the slope to the parish
church where little Pere Laflamme
waited, his wet eyes staring at the
great cross above the clustered graves.
Kavanagh had kept his promise.
There were two bands. The second
one was at the end of the long pro-
cession and played "Aul Lang Syne,"
hushing the strains reverently.
When all had passed and Marthorn
services trouble -makers might come
looking for "the Temiscouata popple
chaps." Possession of ;the name of
Marthorn seemed to be equivalent to
carrying around a . bomb; somebody
raigkt light its fuse. Recognition of
him might amount to that. He could •
depend on the discretion, of his own •
party, but there a were many other
Temiscouata employees in the .crowds
at Ste. •Agathe and all mouths could
not be controlled.. ..
"Look here, Jackson," he remarked
to one of the' men: at his side, "I think I
we'd better walk up to the church and
quietly cut out our- party and make a'
start up -rives .' He led the way.
Only a- small part of the mourners
could find ,places in the little church;
the others waited outside. Marthorn.
prudently stopped before he came 'to
the throng, and sent ahead his, men
as skirmishers. But his isolation
proved unfortunate An officious
Temiscouata timekeeper, wishing to
curry favor with the son of the presi-
dent, called -to him. The busybody
had a good position at one of the
windows and offered to surrender it
to Marthorn, who made no move to
accept.
"But, - Mr. Martborn!" he' insisted,
giving -the name exasperating prom-
inence. -
Marthorn. shook his head and turn-
ed his back.
At the door of the church was
Donald Kezar, volunteer chief usher
and master of ceremonies. '
Without haste, but resolutely, he
forced his way from the steps and
went to the man at the window. In
guarded tones, affecting as much in-
difference as he could, he queried,
"That man you just called to—you
say his name is Marthorn?"-
"Surat That's Mr. Kenneth Mar -
thorn."
Kezar pushed to the edge of the
crowd and stared malevolently at the
man whom he suspected.
Marthorn, venturing - to face about
again toward the church, saw menace
in the stranger's countenance. The
stare was disconcerting and Marthorn
decid'ed to stroll back to the tavern.
Kezar's thoughts were by no means
clear and his plans were chaetic, but
he did have the savage thought that
he was allowing legitimate prey -to
escape. He wanted to make more
certain of he status of 'this snob from
down river. He felt that he'd like to
see Clare Kavana'gh's face when she
laid eyes on the man who had been
named to her in that letter. The de-
.taining of Marthorn seemed' to be im-
perative. Kazer hastened after the
engineer, controlling himself by effort
of the despera-le hyproerite, and pre-
senting an " expression that was al-
xr�ost bland when he overtook Mar-
orn. _
"I heard your name by accident.
T 11 find a place for you in. the church."
Marthorn wondered what •kind of a
trick his eyes had been playing hint
This person now seemed rainier cor-
dial.
"I have some authority. My name
is,. Kezar. My grandfather is the X.
K. Yuan of business."
"I'm going to be perfectly frank
with you Mr. - Kerzar," blurted the
other, with one of his disarming
smiles, -"Some quarrel I had ,no part
in seems to have strained., relations
between my fat nr and Mr. Kavanagh.
It has been borne in upon me that
I'm not very welcome in this village.
I thank you, but I'd better be going,"
"As to grudges, death ought to set-
tle them! I think it woud be showing
respect if a man as high as you are
in the Temislcouata would sit in with
the mourners."
"I'll be excused, I think!"
"Everybody in' that crowd heard
what your name is. They'll take it
for a slight on the family if you walk
off like this.' It might start a dis-
turbance. I reckon you'd better donne
in. It's the safest 'way." He put/ his
hand on Marthorn's shoulder and the
engineer perceived that the ayes of
the crowd= were ippon him. There
seemed to be a threat about the whole
situation; lit was, he told himself
again, a •hair-trigger proposiition. He
went to the church feeling like a
captive.
ONE TREATMENT • "MARLATT'S
SPECIFIC" REMOVES HUNDREDS
OF, GALL STONES
trouble he and his party decided to Mr. J. M. A.-, Drayton, Ont.,
get off the streets. In the crowded writes: - I used your "Specific" ac -
tavern they were obliged to put up cording to directions with Mrs. A.
with shake -down beds on the floor of and thanks to a kind Providence for
bringing your remedy to • our notice,
for the following day she passed hun-
dreds of gall stones. -
Mrs. A. states that the gall
stones came away in the form of
small pebbles. In order to make sure
the medicine had done all we claimed
for it. Mr. A. —submitted the
stones to his family doctor who pro-
nounced them gall stones.
Marlatt's Specific is for sale at all
druggists -throughout Canada. if
your dealer cannot supply you write
for free booklet to J. W. Marlatt &
C., Toronto, Ont. -
"the ram pasture," as the garret was
called.
But nobody in Ste. Agathe slept
much that night; the Kavanagh wake
was all that the name implied.
CHAPTER XIV
Whim carries Kenneth (Marthorn into
the presence of Clare Kavanagh and
necessity carries him away from
her.
Although the nights and days ' of
Kavanagh's wake had been turned in-
to a festival, the day of the funeral
was made decorous by the sincere
mourning of the men whom he had
led and the women whose homes had
been supported by the wages he had
paid. • .
They who feasted and• danced obey -
Special Agent in Seaforth, Ont.,
E.. Umbach, Druggist.
HeaIthand Happiness
ff'KS.
•'
Women of today seem to listen to every call of duty except
the supreme one that tells them to guard their health. Route
duties church duties, war aetivitles, and the hundred -and -one
calls for charitable enterprises soon lead women to overdo.
Nervousness, headaches, backaches and female troubles are the
inevitable result.
Philadelphia, Pse -441 was very weak, al.
ways tired, my back ached, andfelt sickly
most of the time. I went to a doctor sad he
said I beads nervous indigestion, which, added
to my iveak Condition, kept me worrying most
of the tie --and he said if 1.001114 not atop
},stat, I could not. et well. X heard so much
about Isydia. pl em's Vegetable Edi-
and my husband wanted me to �t. I
k it for a, 'week and felt a little r.
kept it up for three months, and i ttpt Ede
and out eat sang now without distress
or nervousness. Health and happiziosint
Yes, I have both now. "—Mrs. J. Wont
3849 North Taylor Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
The majority of women nowadays
overdo, there are so many demands
upon their time and strength; the result
is invariably a weakened, run-down
nervous condition with headaches, back..
ache, irritability and depression—and
soon
soon -more sews ailments develop.
Avoid them by toning in time
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ed this year."
"Then it would be the right thing
for you to stop over -here till you
could give Miss Clare your sister's
best regards and all that!"
It occurred to Mr. Marthorn that
Mr. Kezar'a ideas of the social con-
venances -were decidedly crude or else
some, very peculiar reason was animat-
ing this gentleman.
"Thank you! I'll not intrude!
"Up here you don't have to be so
almighty genteel as those snobs are
down -river. I'll go and tell her that
you want to see her!"
This insistence was coarse and was
becoming wearisome. But Kenneth
did not propose to set himself up as
instructor in good manners or to show
resentment which might lead to
argument. He confined himself to a
bland, "No, I thank you!" - His retic-
ence provoked' Kezar all the more. -
"I hope you are not carrying the
family 'grudge against her."
' "My Ilear fellow, I don't know what
a,grudge is. But let me remind you
that my feelings` in regard to .Miss
Kavanagh, or anybody else it the
world, are my own private business.
I really don't deserve all the interest
you're, taking in me. Good day!"
The aisle was clear and he walked
away.
In the churchyard one of the band's
was droning a dirge. The body of
Kavanagh was being committed to
the frave. None of the Temiscouata
men were in sight; they were mingled
with the throngs above the grave. He
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They made way for him at Kezar's
command, and closed in behind. In
the church his conductor pushed him
ahead up the center aisle, drove, tp a
man to give Marthorn a seat, .and
then stood over him 'like -a guard.
Kezar did not return to his duties at
the door. He expected that Clare
would come down the center aisle on
her way out. It would afford. oppor-
tunity to put Marthorn in her way;
Kezar 'was wildly impatient to study
their faces at the confronting. But
when \ the services were over Clare
stepped quickly, past the altar and
disappeared- with Father Pierre
through the door leading into the
priest's house,
The aislescleared and the
bearers bore away the heavy casket.
"I'm very much obliged to you,"
said Kenneth, grasping Kezar's hand.
"I'd like to have you know that I
have sincerely paid my respects to-
day."
"You'd better come along with .me.
I can show you some more attentions,"
urged Donald, desperately seeking to
keep his holds, on this key with which
to unlock a possible secret.
"Impossible, my dear sir! I'm
starting at once for up -river."
"But isn't there semebody here in
the village you'd like to see—have a
little chat with?" probed his guide,
awkwardly.
"I think there's nobody." Kenneth
surveyed his new acquaintance with
some curiosity. -
"I suppose you are pretty well ac-
quainted with Miss Clare Kavanagh."
It was a bolder thrust and Donald
narrowed his eyes and peered into
the face near his; they were standing
in the church, allowing. the others to
go creaking and crowding out.
"I have never met her.." This, af-
ter what Kezar had read in the let-
ter, was considered by him as bare-
, faced falsehood'. He decided that '
them was a secret. -
"She was four years in college in
a place that your father had some-
thing to do with."
"At Manor Verona? owls it pose
Bible?" Young Mr. M'arthonn's
-countenance showed polite surprise.
"Wasn't your sister there?" Kezar
had been furnished with certain facts
by Doctor March.
"Oh yes! My, sister was graduat
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Government experiments have proved that the cost
of feeding a horse is 8,7 cents per working hour,or
17:4 cents per team per hour. One team,, if collecting
milk, could not cover more than 30 miles a day.
The cost for twelve hours would be $2.09, or about
seven cents a mile. The cost for gas and oil'for a
Ford Truck iso ly 4N cents a mile. The Ford Truck
soon pa for tself m the reduced cost of operation.
A Ford e will cover at least 60 miles a day col-
lecting milk or 250 miles on long hails. It enables you
to operate at a lower cost per mile and to cover twice
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