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the
sea or
arts
desperately, "What brings
me?'
ween friends? Why, I hay*
elped in such matters. Parden
akes and a better understand.
good remedies."
e between man andwomatt-
d and wlfet"
not the same remedies good?"
s not respectful for me to ask
ch questions. You will think
ly silly. Good people do not
tch love as-" She checked
and did not speak until be
ed her.
could like to understand a bit
-to help if I can," he urged,
"You need not fear! I
zany things. It is my duty to
.if I am to help."
drew a long breath. "Yes, be-
,friends --between husband and
there can be hard words and
_,
looks --but afterwand a kiss or
• of the hand, and all is welt
I have seen. I know.." Then
ly she burst out of her repreat
"But there's something elsel
ade up of dreams and wishes
wings! It's all on fire, it snaps
sera at all who say 'no' to
s up everything, it is wonder-
! beautiful.,It's a heavenly light
more than sunshine—and then
s out and leaves everything
What has gone? Can it
ie brought back ?" In her ex -
y, words for her passion had
riven her!
pondered. "I am finding it hard
ever you, my daughter. I do
tow much about that kind of
I believe there has been much
written about it. I, suppose
then one finds it it is beautiful.
say. Beautiful as sunshine, It
But it would be dangerous to
1 on. storing one's supply of
ne in a vessel. which could be
spilled sunshine could not -be
gathered up again."
d so that kind of love cannot
ought back?" she asked, rim
ately.
t you have called it a dream,
aughter. You seem to have
! it well. All dreams . are soon
Fd, dreamt deceive, dreams are'
',hinge, I think- o'ie should be
• come back tc honest life, wak-
e frtrin the dreg n."
,continued next week.)
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SEPTEMBER 3, 1920.
BUTTER AT FAIRS
S for
Farmers' Wives With
Dairy Exhibits.
Viavor in meter of First Import-
* --.- lli'irnnnees Also • Strong_
Point—How to Cure and Pack In
Best Condition tor Showing.
(Contributed by Qntar(o Usptirtnnent of
Agriculture, Tot -brae.)
4
0 show or not to show,"
that is the question many
a woman thinks over as
the time draws near for
the holding of the annual fall fair.
There are some who would not
miss the event, and make entries in
many Masses; while others are rather
timid about exhibiting, especially if
they are doing it for the first time.
Let us take the eIlibiting of but-
ter. Sometimes „ wolltan goes home
from the fair felt ing rather hurt be-
cause some neighbor took more and
higher prizes than she. did. She
thought that her butter Was good,.
but the other must have been eon-
eidered better by the oike who was
acting ass judge.
There are times when a judge has
to riiark very closer to place the
prizes.
Score eards are not used at all of
our fairs, nor do all judges use the
same score card, but the one proposed
by the National Dairy Council reads
as follows, as regards points
awarded:
Flavor 45 .
Texture .
15
Incorporation of moisture. 10
Color . 10
Salting 10
Packing 10
Total 100
The flavor of the butter is a very-
ini:portant point to consider. It
should be clean and sweet without
taint of any kind.
An objectionable flavor, no matter
how slight; would prevent one recely-
ing a full score. Some defects in
fla=vor are more serious than others,
but many of these could be avoided
by taking a lif tle more care..
The care in the stable and in the
separator room is just as important
as the churning or the holding of the
butter afterwards.
If a Judge should find two lata of
butter with the same -total score he
would give the higher place to the
lot with the bhtter flavor.
The texture of the butter is an-
other point. that is taken into con-
sideration. Butter should have good
body—firm and waxy.
You have cut butter that looked
good and remained fired on the plate,
but you have also seen just the oppo-
site to this ----butter that had a greasy
appearance, the drops of moisture
large and milky, and it b-eatne soft
wizen lett in the plate for a short
time.
The judge comes across just as
t=reat cow r;u.t•ts ':,•leen going through
the exit!! and he scores accord-
-
tingly.
To secure good ?exture it is neces-
sary to make use of suitable temper-
atures and to work the Mutter in the
right way. Cool 'the ,.ream immedi-
ately after separating and churn it at
a temperatu-,•e that .will bring the
butter in nice firm granules in 20 to
30 minutes. (Too tiigh temperature
means soft butter and greater loss in
• tbe bu(teIniillt).
The temperature of the wash water
should be such that it will not make
the butter too hard or too soft for
working. Work the butter by press-
ing it carefully and evenly. A sliding
or,cutting motion will tend to make
the butler greasy. Overworking
should also b' avoided. Butter is
worked to shake it compact and to
distribute the Pali: and moisture even-
ly. V'. h.,n butter is cut the surface
shot 1(1 be eioee and the drops of
moisture SILO ilU be clear and very
minute.
The color of the butter Should be
c•veu and bright. If the butter is not
worked enough the color will be un-
even, although this is not noticeable
.at (lie time of working.
If the butter istoo soft, the salt
should be mixed through it, and the
butter piaceo where is will come to a
proper firrnnc s before working. By
doing thin it will score higher for
Loth texture and color than it would
if worked in the soft state. The salt
i'i the butter should be evenly distri-
buted and thoroughly dissolve
ed. It
ass, ff f; l'
lawe [+t the h r Paa . ,a.:,
very tgniiy t..an Lo nae it, over -
The popular- butter ,at the
e et eine fee; meld. clean flavor,
eiose bogy and light ;;tilting.
The finish or packing should also
be considered. In fact, the judge will
notice the: appearance of the exhibit
before he ha had time to draw out
a plug of butter on his trier. Let the
prints; be well made — solid, even,
with clear-cut corners and the papers
wrapped neatly.
Butter tubs and boxes require a
lining of parchment paper, and crocks
::r,outd be in good condition, free
from creel,; car Ort ak€< in the glazing.
Thu top of a large package should
he sinctothlr finished and covered
Neatly with t°arca ;c=ent paper.
Butter f;,,° < <:liibitioit should be
made two cls. t•s or more before the
lair to give it time to become set. It
elic,elci be kept in a clean cool place
on it:c' fail,., and be ilprought to the
1:.tir in :!;c• in -4;c possible condition.
Butter merle and cared for in this
way will .,cure higher than it would
it -birdo the morning of the fair, as
is enteetiaie,' the case.
ppr, not feel discouraged if you do
not r,ecure the prizes that you hoped
to win. Try again, remembering the
little thyme which says,
"Good, better, best, never let it rest,
Till yourgood'. I5 better, and your
better, best."
• ----Miss Belle Millar, 0. A. College,
Guelph.
Most of the tea that is raised. in
Burma is pickled and eaten as a
cor.dim.ent.
he Rider of
the iCing
Log
By
IIOLMAN DAY .
HARPER & BROTHERS .
(Continued front last week.)
"But we mustn't hurt the X. K.,
Donnie!"
"Do you think I'm going to hand
Marthorn a couple of men he can use
to smash my prospects, the‘same as
I'd step up to him and give him two
clubs to use on. me? I'm not work-
ing for the X. K. just now!\ I'm
working for myself, and I needa lot
of your • help.,I see you have a letter
to write! , I won't bother you. I'll
take a walk and do some thinking."
The ink on the poised pen was dry.
When Donald' slammed the door the
old man dipped again and told Noel
the Bear, through Lola Hebert, that
Donald was down to Ste. Agathe. for
a few days. : Abner Kezar urged the
Indian to hurry. -
`The Feast of the Maize was no
mere curtailed festival; it was a hoii-
oay season of .happy days and merry
nights in, the settlement at the foot
of /the. Nubble of - Telos. Men and
women
youths s and maidens, d
ens, put off
commonplace clothing and wore the
beaded skins and the dyed feathers
of the tribal costumes which were
laid away in the cedar chests for the
rest of • the *year. The old laws were
takers from the leather bag and pro-
mulgated anew. There were the
dances and the plays -the play of -the
hunt, ; of the wedding, of the war trail,
and all the rest. • And there.was the -
day when Lola Nicola Hebert stood
above the heads of the people, in a
niche in the hornblende cliff of Telos,
and was proclaimed princess of the
Mellicites. The regal head-dress
which old Noel kept cached in a cave
at the foot of Telos - was brought
forth and set upon her dark hair;.
she was given the staff and the sacred
tokens; she swore the oath. Old Noel
smiled when he saw the joys with
which she, was received. ; He had
reckoned on it. He was building for
the future. Ile had faith that the
tribal loyalty . which had been luke-
warm under the rule of a centenarian
would respond to the more romantic
influence of a handsome girl. -
But Lola sighed with relief when
they took off thehead-dress and she
was glad when she was permitted to
wash from her forehead and her
cheeks the delicate stripings and the
scrolls which the . medicine -man had
paintedthere''with narraw brush of
moose -hair dipped in the juices of
herbs and berries. It was all over!
The festival was ended. They could,
go back to the river—to the pathway
her hopes glorified for her.
On the trail a messenger met them,
the son of Mitch Polysusep, bringing
the letter from Abner Kezar. Lola
read its few lines, the color flaming
into her cheeks. "He is at Sainte
Agathe!" she whispered when olcl
Noel bent ear to her mouth at her
signal. • •"It's from the grandfather.
Re says to hurry,"
Thi chief turned from her radiant
face and Iput hand to his breast, feel-
ing the sacred wampum, the last few
strings of the 'old heritage, hanging
from his neck under his shirt. The
bargain had been ratified; he was the
debtor; he must pay. But there was
somber sorrow in him; he had been
thinking much, through the days and
the nights of the festival. Was he
buying for„her w'it'h--h-is sacred wam-
pum the ,sorrow of 'an awakening?
However, there was man's oath; there
was woman's beauty. Might he not
hope that they would prevail? It
seemed to old. Noel, as he plodded on,
that he had never seen the girl - ap-
pear so lovely. How could a husband
turn from her after she had put fa-
ther and mother aside for his sake?
"Hurry,” the letter had said. -
Perhaps that meant that Donald
had asked for that word in the let-
ter. Was it not likely that the
grandfather had mentioned the name
of Noel in spite of a promise to keep -1
silent? White men were very care-
less about keeping their word to In-
dians! Noel, in his simplicity, strove.
to make augury that would hearten
him; he needed to be comforted.
He would hurry. He would fulfil
his promise to her; he had told her
that they would ko to find her hus-
band and had predicted that Donald
would love her when his eyes saw
her.
So, in order to hurry, he asked them
to -bring out the sachem -canoe at
Olammun landing; it was a big canoe
with -laces for four. ' He did not
need to ask for volunteers to man the
paddles of bow and stern; Dunos and
Peter Francis, the brothers, distant
kin of Lola through Noel, insisted and
were preferred.
Up the river - reaches went the
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sachem -canoe„ the paddles flashing,
thele
hurrying bow� bursting foam -
bells. And at last they lifted ashore
at Ste. Agathe—and on the sand of
the narrow beachthe old Indian and
the girl stood looking at each other.
Their
hesitation.: :
confessed the pitiful
inadequacy they felt; They shrank
from the actual testing of their
hopes. After a time he put out his
band to her and led her away from
the shore.
"I'll go. Tell him you have come.
Mebbe best," he suggested.
"Yes, grandpere! That is best. It
might trouble him to have me come
upon him suddenly. You explain to
him. I will do just as he tells me to
do." She gazed arpund her, seeking
some sort of sanctuary, a bit bewil-
dered and plainly ill at ease -in the
unwonted atmosphere of a village,
with its squalling mills and its stores
and its- strolling inhabitants. "I'll
go to the porch of the church on the
hill, grandpere. It seems quiet up
there. And I can be saying a bit of
a prayer while I'm waiting. ' I know
he will come .to me when he hears
that I haven't any home any more.
Make -him understand that -I have
conte to him because I had to come.
I hope he won't be angry when you
tell him."
"Mott like be glad. Hope so. ,Yes,
mebbe so!" declared old Noel, clinging
as long as possible to his self-impos-
ed illusions. Now that he was on
the ground he dreaded to touch with
. investigation a veil behind which
might lurk truth which was ugly. The
nearer he approached -to Donald Kezar
the keen instinct of the savage in-
formed Noel that he had undertaken
the . impossible. He watched the girl
till she was half -way up the hill and
then he trudged to the Kavanagh
office. There were men at the wicket
and he waited till they had finished
their business, with Abner Kezar and
had gone out. Then he went and'
pushed a string of wampum across
the desk. "Owe it. Pay now!"
"Sp you got, the letter all right.
eh?"_ The chief had nerved himself
to an ordeal and wanted to get it
over with.
"Just a word with me before you
see 'Donald. I want to ask you
where you got the hint that he is
going to be married. Is it talked
about quite a lot?"
"Mebbe." Noel's composure was
not disturbed. He had dropped his
hint as to a wedding -gift in the way
of grim jest.
"You're no blab -mouth, Noel! I
know you must have heard something
pretty straight. Have you heard that
Miss Kavanagh has said anything
about Donald? r"
The chief's jowls sagged and quiv-
ered. "How Miss Kavanagh?"
"Why, wasn't that what you meant
when you spoke about giving the boy
a present?"
"Him marry Miss Kavanagh?" It
was some time before Noel spoke and
the words seemed to tear his throat.
"Probably. That's the arrangement
as far as it has, gone," said the
grandfather resolved not to drop his
air of assurance before this peering
Indian. "Look here, if you can trace
that hint back to Miss Kavanagh, I'll
hand you ten dollars, Noel. Now
how did you know anything about
such a prospect, anyway?"
'"Me tell him first. Then mebbe
him tell you!"
Abner. Kezar had been so often the
victim of Donald's blustering moods
that the Indian's caution appeared
understandable. "I guess it's the
best way, chief. He gets peppery if
he thinks anybody is interfering with
his business." -
"Him where?"
"In, the house. Go knock on the
door,"
Noel walked between the rows of
the garden's withered herbage and
clacked bony knuckles on the door
panel. The housekeeper admitted
him. He walked in past the old wo-
man while she was expostulating;
she was explaining that Mr. Donald
was very busy, getting ready -to go
away.
"Must see!" announced Noel, and
he spoke so loudly .that his voice call-
ed the young man into the hallway.
"In here! Come in here! Pll see
you," was the host's hasty invitation.
And when he had closed the door he.
urged, sullenly, yet . anxiously: ,"Now,
no foolishness! Speak low. Just a
minute! I suppose it's about 'Lola!
Now I'll 'tend to all that very soon,
Noel. Look there!" He pointed to
a leather travelling -bag which lay
open on the bed. "I'm starting for
the city on important business. You
go tell her. Say that I'll be back
pretty soon and everything will be
fixed up right. Understand?"
The chief shook his head.
"What do you mean?" asked Keiar
with anger. "I've just give you
plain words,"
"Iluh! Words! What more?"
"That's enough—my word—till I
can get back and straighten 'things
out."
"Word to me not enough! You go
tell her."
"Good blazes! I'm packing up! I'm
taking the down train. I haven't any
time to go to her: Tell her to rest
easy." He tried to hide his anger
and to affect sincerity, but he was not
very successful.
"Can see her quick. She's here!"
Under the Indian's searching gaze
the young man's looks betrayed his
thoughts inore eloquently than words;
it was certainly not the demeanor of
an expectant lover or a delighted hus-
band.
"Here ? Where?"
The window of the room command-
ed a view of the church on the hill.
Noel contented himself with pointing.
It was a long way to the church, but
in that little blur of bluff under the
porch the old Indian evoked visible
sign that he had spoken the truth.
Kezar turned from the window with
fury. t
"How the hell does that girl dare c
to come up here after what I- have s
told her? You ght to have stopped
her.". •t
"She no bla e., Me brought her,"
stated Noel, avely, eager to assume t
allthe burden.
"You take her back. At once!" I D
"After you go talk—mebbe!" c
"I'm not going up there to talk. I d
"She a me here to house, eh?"
"Da ,ationl Of course not! What's
the matter with you - two?"
"Thenyou don't take her for your
wife?" asked the Indian, bluntly,
plunging straight at the dreaded
truth. -
I But Kezar, though. he opened his
mouth to declare himself in regard
(oto that marriage, managed to get his
passion under partial control. He
could not afford to dight the fuse of
a dangerous bomb at that moment
and leave it burning while he was
absent from the Toban. "That's her
business and mine, 'and she and I
will. settle it at - the right time."
Noel struck fists against his breast.
"My business; now."
"Looks . to me as if every Indian in
!
this seetion is making it his bu-siness.
Where do you fit in?"
"Po nae you '''She
" a
"Let it 'go at that. She and I will
look after the rest Of it."'
Tocanant_d tell her."`
I went --I haven't the i
time." -
"You see her there! No home. I
Hes left it. You take her."
"Left her home? Has run away?
She must go back and`keep still, tell
her. They'll take her back. I'll ex- -
plain later to her. You must get
her out of this village at once, Noel."
"You call her your wife?"
"I call her teothing—not now, till
things are straightened out."' f
"Then I say; 'My business!'"
"It would be a fine thingin; this
country if ministers who hahitched .
up' folks went running around 'after-
ward, butting in!"
"Nat know about ministers. Not
care. But to, me --the. chief, --you
gave the Big Word." He put proud
and solemn stress on his name for
the Mellicite oath: "Man with squaw ,
_—it's bad! But man with mat," he
pounded his breast, "you pay!' -
Neither of them spoke for a long
time after that declaration,.
"You mean to say that you'll force
me- to take that girl, here and now,
and say she's my wife?"
"No."
"What are. you driving at, then?"
The old - chief suddenly put away
pride and stolidity. "Me poor man. ,
Have few words for saying, he con-
fessed, stammering in his anxious
earnestness. "But yourself in here,"
he laid scrawny hand across his'heart, -
"don't it tell you ?"
Donald gave the pleader only blank
and discouraging -stare.
"You . have tell me have tell her
—how much you love. Not .any more,
eh, in here?"
"Oh, that's- another matter -that's
all right," hedgd the young man.
"You go tell her, eh, it's all right?"
Donald shook his head and turned
away; busying himself with his pack-
ing.
"Then it's not :all right. You have
talk so much to me—to her! But
now not walk few steps? eh, to make
her want to keep' ori, living?" In his
anguish he -burst the thralls- .of
speech to - which his' poor knowledge
of the white map's tongue usually
confined him. He forced into his plea
same of the image of the Mellicite
tongue. "Up there is poor White
Lily. You found White Lily all pure
in little pool what was her home.
You took sweet smell; you bruised
and you crushed. And . now White
Lily is pulled up from pool. She
droops and she fades. You can save
her . by putting her in your home.
But do you break the stalk and
throw White Lily away?"
This out burst from the Indian
astonish Kezar, who had but little
knowledge of the poetry of thought -
which the taciturnity -of the red man
so often conceals. But he was not
won over to decency. His face re-
mained - hard and he went on stub-
bornly with his packing.
Many minutes old oel waited',
trembling after his appeal, wiping
tears from his wrinkled cheeks with
the flat of his hand.
A locomotive whistle hooted, warns
ing that the down train would soon
leave the station.
"You hear that, Noel! It means
that I've got to go. It's the last
train down for the day!"
"Now you go! But once, when. you
follow her and beg, you not go!"
"Tell her to be good and wait till
I come back." -.
"And then ?" -
"I tell you it will be her business
and mine. You keep out." Hewas
locking the bag.
The chief went to him and touched
him on the arm, "Too much talk."
"You're right. I've had enough of
it."
"So you come back and do what
was your word to me. Me wait. Or
mebbe she die. Then me take what
you owe to Mellicite sachem."
"I owe you what?"
"The life what 1s then no good to
her!" I.Te stepped back and folded
his arms.
It - was echo of what Sabatis had ; -
threatened! But the threat of the
young Indian had, somehow, lacked
the baleful menace of the declaration
of the solemn old chief who stood
there, his head almost touching the
low ceiling, a portentous statue of
Fate.- The young man stared up at
the seamed face and into the deep -
sunken eyes, and -a quiver of dread
shook him, This was an Indian who
was obsessed by the fetishism of an
oath given to him as chief of the '
tribe; it was an Indian who was so
old that his span of years linked the .
old savagery in vengeance with a
new affront of the present. Here '
was danger. This old man with his
single viewpoint could not be reason- -
ed with nor bluffed.
Kezar fell back on his coward's
method of postponing reckonings.
"I don't want any trouble with you,
Noel. I" come back. I'll square
things," r
But the chief was not deceived, •
'You are lying. You do not speak
ruth—but for words, no matter! You
once back. You act truth. So you
hall save yourself."
"It will have to stand that way for
he present, Noel. I'll fix things.
Tell her I'm sorry I didn't have time
o see her."
"You go lie to poor White Lily.
on't ask me to lie!" growled the
hief. He peered through the win -
ow at the blur of buff under tlle-
hurch porch and choked.
The situation had got beyond the;
can't go. It won't do. It '11 start c
all kinds of gossip." -
•
ee
young man's control. He was afraid
and he was desperate. He !grabbed
his bag and started for the door, "I've
alittle business at
e office—I've e
ih v U
to catch that train. Be sensible nd
tell Abear Keto z bear so,vas t000g." Noelstalked
ne
s
slowly from the house; he knew it
was useless to entreat ° any further,
though he realized with misery that
he had no comfort which he could
carry up to the stricken girl, waiting
and hoping g and weeping. He stood
foz a timein, Abner's garden, looking
down on the
e dried haws, on the frost -
killed flowers,tkon the few hardy
blooms which still strove to live. He
wagged his head and muttered, as if
he saw symbols there. He ?emained
in meditation till the barking ex-
hausts front the engine shack an-
nounced that the train was off. He
raised his eyes to find that the dusk
was deepening.
thee.
Atgate of the and as
garden, he
went forth to the- highway, he saw
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IMPERIAL POLARINE IMPERIAL POLARINE HEAVY IMPERIAL POLARINE A
(Light medium body) (Medium heavy body) (Extra heavy bay)
A GRADE SPECIALLY SUITED TO TOUR MOTOR
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We heard a man say:
"Let the Telephone Company use the
profits they made in prosperous years, if
they need money to build more plant."
!That's exactly what we have done!
Shareholders of the Bell Tciephonc Company of Canada have
teen paid only a moderate return on the par value of their stock
-- no morel
We have made no distributions of bonus stock, no `melons' have
ever been cut; no distribution ever been made of surplus earnings,'
Every share of stock has brought us its par value, or better.
For forty years we have consistently used all surplus earnings;
all idle reserves to buy more_ telephone plant. Every dollar has
gone back into the business to extend it and serve new subscribers.
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\What has this policy meant to the public?
The Board of Railway Commissioners at our iaet rate zs veatigac-
tion found that if we had not pursued this honorable course of
turning all surplus earnings back into the business we would have
had to provide in the year 1918 alone an additional $908,000 Out
of revenue to pay interest on the plant so secured. This, of terse,
would have meant higher rates to subscribers.
The fact is, we need snillionh of new money just because our
funds have always been at work, keeping down our bond and stock
Issues, and ensuring low rates to our subscribers I
THE BELL TELEPHONE.COMPANY
- OF CANADA
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