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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1921-12-02, Page 7ter • -4- 1. 1,1 er1 .1 Fl Send for free book Wars of Trench's eratIon for Epilepsy end F Its -Mmple giving full panic- world-famoue prop- \. 2.607 St.Jamen•Chambra.71:1AdelaldeStult. •..:wo,te. Oni.arle. home treatment ovr,r RO years, semen. Testimonial. from anomie of the tveria,,,,, woo in ono year. Write at once tra TRENCH'S REMEDIES LIMITED - • '11f3reF:A" DECEMBER 2, 1921. ITembaioni By Prances Hodgson Burnett — I Toronto—William Briggs. awiseawa ewer, (Continued from lest wee) To -night, as he went up the huge staircase, Terabarom's calmness of be- ing had not increased. He was aware of a quickened pule and of a slight dampness on his forehead. The dead (silence of the house added to the uji- usualneaz of things. He ceuld not xe- member ever having been so auxious befere, except on the 0009,14/011 when lie hid taken hie first day's "stuff" to •Galton, and had stood watching him as he read it. His forehead had grown damp then. But he showed na outward aligns of excitement when he entered the room and found Strange - ways standing, perfectly attired in evening dress. Pearson, setting things in order at the other aide of the room, was 'tak- ing note of him furtively over Ina shoulder. Quite in the casual manner of the ordinary man, he had'express- • ed his intention of dressing for the evening, and Pearson had thanked his stars toe the tact that the necessary garments were at hand. From the • first, he had not infreqtently asked for articles such as only the resourc- es of a complete masculine wardrobe could supply; and on one occasion he had suddenly wished to dress for dinner, and the lame excuses it had been 'necessary to make had disturb- ed him •hoeribly instead of pacifying him. To explain that hie condition precluded the necessity of the usual appurtenances would have been out of the queseion. He had been angry. What did Pearson mean? What was the matter? He had said it over and over again, and then had sunk into a hopeless bewildered mood, and lied sat huddled in his dressing gown staring at the fire. Pearson had been f so harrowed by the situation that it had been his own idea to suggest to t his master that •all possible require-. ments should be provided. There were occasions when it appeared that the cloud over him lifted for a pass- ing moment, and a gleam of light re- called to hint -some familiar usage of his past. When he had finished dress- g ing, Peaeein had been almost startled by the ai aunt of effect produced by • the straieet, correctly cut dines of black and white. The mere change t of clothes fete suddenly changed the i rnan hiniself---bad "done something to bim," Pearson put it. After his e first glance et tbe mirror he had straightened eimself, as if recogniz- b ing the fauit of his own carriage. h *hen he crossed the room it was with the actem of a man who has een trained to move well. The good s looks, which had been almost hidden c behind a veil of uncertainty of ex- . e pression and strained fearfulness, be- came obvious. He was tall, and his lean limbs were splendidly hung to- gether. His head was perfectly set, and the bearing of his square shoul- ders was a soldierly thing. It was an extraordinary handsome man Tem - harem and Pearson found themselves gazing at. Each glanced involuntar- ie at the other. 'Now that's first-rate! len glad you fee! •like coming," Tembarom plunged in. He didn't intend to give hint too much time to think. "Thank you. It will be a change, as you said," Strangeways answered. "One needs change." His deep eyes looked somewhat deeper than usual, but his manner was that of any well-bred man doing an accustomed thing. If he had been an ordinary guest in the house, and his host had dropped into his room, he would have comported himself in emcee, the same way. They went together down the corri- dor as if they had passed down it together a dozen times before. On the stairway Strangeways looked at tis tapestries with the interest of a familiarized intelligence. "It was a beautiful old place," he said, as they crossed the hall. "That armor was worn by a crusader." He hesitated a moment when they en- tered the library, but it was only for a moment. He went to the hearth and took the chair, his host offered him, ane, lighting a cigar, sat smok- ing it. If T.•Tembarem had chanced to be a •man of an analytical or met- aphysical order of intellect he would have found, during the past month, many things to lead him far in mak tal argument concerning the weird wonder of the human mind -of its power where its possessor, the body, is concerned, its sometime remote- ness. He would have lmown-awed, marveling at the blackness of the pit into which it can descend -the un- known shades that may enfold it and imprison its gropings. The old Duke of Stone had sat and pondered many an hour over stories his favorite com- panion had related to him. What curious and subtle processes bad the queer fellow not been watching in the closely guarded quiet of the room where the stranger had spent his days; the strange thing cowering in its darkness; the ray of light pierc- ing the cloud one day and seeming lost again the next; the struggles the imprisoned thing ,made to come forth cry out that it was but iMMUT- ed, not wholly conquered, and that some hour would arrive when it THE HURON EXPOSITOR • • • avoid fight its wee throaCh et las Ternbarem had not enter into pay chological resioaroh. He had been en- tirely uncomplex in his attitude, el ting down befi:ire his problem as besieger might bare sat down b.for a castle. The duke had sometimes wondered whether it was not a good enough thing that he had been s simple about it, merely continuing to believe the beet with an unswerving t. Things ',two coedit along Os line -to him. He'd learned Latin at one these big English schools. Boys t- ways learned Latin, the duke had tol a hint. They just had to. Most o e them hated it like thunder, and tire used to be mined when tsey didn tecite it right. Perhaps if he wee 0 on he'd begin to remember the schoo not seem to notice that he was not When reading his own language. of d 1 . .4 UR eftmeirogealinetigir NOV Eyes SDel yes cm Pawls' Ciass, Bee:* Ccairies yESUemt,11;z3rtirly t MOP rgelirsoperw. UIar axe Stellar. writs for Free Batelle, Hook. Illemslestemasisfaellesellaseteseeetesee d• obstinacy and lending a hand he could. A never flagging swap* had kept him singularly alive e chance, and now and then he 'had luminations which would have do credit to a cleverer man, and wbd the duke had rubbed his bands o In half -amused, haft -touched ela How he had kept his head level a to his purpose! T. Tenvbarom talked but little A queer part of it wrui that he di thy He id not, in fact seem bo remem- in rtl 1 11- anquite naturally for some min tee ne He -replaced Horace on the ehel ch and was on the point of taking down ver 'soother volume when he paused, a thin. if recalling something else. and ' "Wierent's we going to see the pie ture-gallery?" he ipquired. "Ian% i as getting late? I should like to see th veber anything pa cu ar, but wen t om." And he grinned his splendid grin from sheer sense of relief. " a New Yorker -Brooklyn. I was jus look." u waste time thinking over me. . Yo in here anyhow. Don't yoo sit down here and do your durndest - ' Hugo." he eat in his big chair and amo Best Jet him alone andgivehim ti to get used to the newness, thought Nothing must happen th eeuld give bim a. jolt. Let thin sort of sink into him, and perha they'd set im to thinking and le him somewhere. Strangeways lil eelf evidently did not want talk. • never wanted it unless he was e Cited. He was pot excited pow, a had settled down as if he was co dortable. Having finished one. •eig be took another, and began to sin it much mein slowly than he h smoked his first. The slownese beg Ito arrest Tembarom's attention. Th was the smoking of a man who w either growing sleepy or sinking in deep thought, becoming oblivious what he was doing. Sometimes h held the cigar absently between hi strong, fine fingers, seeming to fo get. it. Tembarom watched him d this until he saw it go out, and i white ash drop on the rug at his fee He did not notice it, 'but sat ainkin deeper and deeper into his own bein growing more remote. What was g ing on under his absorbed stillness Tembarom would not have moved o spoken "for a block of Fifth Avenue, lie said enternally. The dark ey seemed to become darker until ther was only a pin's point of light to b seen in their pupils. It was as if h were looking at something at a dis tance-at a strangely long distance Twice he turned his head and appear ked. portraits," me "No hurry," answered T. Tembarom he "I was just waiting till you were at ready. But we'll go right away, if ways minded It as singularly ob- vious. He always detested "Mit" whateoever its &swedes, and was res. ther mystified by its ingenious faith in itself. ' "He's got badly stung," was his in- ternal comment as ho sucked at hie pipe and smiled urbanely at Palliser acmes the room as they sat together. "He'. come here with some sort of deal on that he knows be couldn't work with any, one but just such • fool as he thinks I am. VMS?" he added in composed rellectivenees, "I biddeont really know how big a fool I u Whatsoever the deal was, he would u be likely to let it be known in time. "He'll get if off Ms chest if he's gotng away to' -morrow," decided Tem harem. "If there's anything . bele found out, hell use it. If it doesn't pan out as he thinks it will he'll just. float away to his old lady." • He gave Palliser every chance, talk- ing to him and encouraging him to talk, even asking him to let him look over the prospectus of the new com- pany and. explain details to him, as he was going to explain them to the old lady in Northumberland. He -t opened up avenues; but for a time Palliser made no attempt to stroll' 1 down them. His walk would be a etroll, Tembarom knew, being familiar with 'his methods. His aspect would be that of a man but little concern- ed. He would be capable of a slight- ly rude coldness if he felt that con- cern on his part was in any degree counted as a factor. Tembarom was aware, among other things, that in- nocent persons would feel that it was incumbent upon them to be very care- ful in their treatment of him. He seemed to be thinking things over before he decided upon the psycholog- ical moment at which he would be - 5. gs you like." ps They went without further care - ad mony. As they walked through the in- 1 ball and down the corridors side by He side, an imaginative person might x- nd m- ar ke ad an is as to to e 15 t. t. g g, 0- r es e ed to look slowly round the room, but not as normal people look -as if it also was at the strange, long distance rem him, and he were somewhere ,utside its walls. It was an uncanny ting to be a spectator to. "How dead still the room is?" Tem- barom found himself thinking. It was "dead still." And it was a ereer deal sitting, not daring to move -just watching.' Something was bound to happen, surel What was it oang to be? Strangeways' cigar dropped from his fingers and appealed to rouse him He looked puzzled for a moment, and hen stooped quite naturally to pick t up. "1 forgot it altogether. It's gone ut," he remarked. "Have another," suggested Tem- arom, moving the box nearer to im. "No, thank you." He rose and rossed the room to the wall of book - helves. And Tembarom's eye was aught again by the fineness of move - tent and line the evening clothes made manifest. "What a swell he looked when he moved about like that! What a swell, by jings!" He looked along the line of shelves and presently took a book down and opened it. He turned over its leaves untill something arrested his 'atten- tion, and then he fell to reading. He read several minutes, while Tembarom watched him. The silence was brok- en by his laughing a little. "Listen to this," he said, and began to read something in a language totally anknown to his hearer. "A man who writes that sort of thing about a woman is an old bounder, whether he's a poet or not. There's a small, biting spitefulness 'about it that's cattish." "Who did it?" Tembarom inquired softly. It might be a good idea to lead him on. "Horace. In spite of his genius, he sometimes makes you feel he was rather a blackguard." "Horace!" For the moment T. Tem- barom forgot himself. "I oeways heard he was a sort of Y. M. C. A. old guy -old Horace Greeley. The Tribune was no yellow journal when he had it." He was sorry he had spoken the next moment. Strangeways looked puzzled. "The Tribune," he hesitated. "The Roman Tribune?" "No, New York. He started it - old Horace did. But perhaps we're not talking of the same man." Strangeways hesitated again. "No, I think we're not," he answer- ed politely. "I've made a break," thought Tem- barom. "I ought to have kept any mouth shut. I must try to switch him back." Strangeways was looking down at the back of the book he held in his hand. "This one was the Latin poet, Quin- tus Horaties Flaccus, 65 B. C. You know him," .he said. "Oh, that enol" exclaimed Mather - ern as if with an •air of immense_ relief. "What S fool I was to for- get! I'm glad it's him. Will you go reading and let .me bear some more? He's a winner from Winnersville- that Horace is." Perhaps it was a sort of miracle, accomplished by his great desire to 'help the right thing to 'happen, to stave off any shadow of the wrong thing. 'Whatsoever the reason, Strangeways waited only a moment before turning to his book again. It seemed to be a link in some chain slowly forming itself to drag him back from his wanderings. And T. Tenths:nem, lightly sweating as A flnightened horse will, sat smoking another pipe and listening intently to "Satires" and 'Lampoons", read aloud in the Latin of 66 B. C. "Bye gee!" he said faithfully, at Intervale, when be saw on the read- er's face that the moment was ripe. "He knew it all—old Horace—didn't isa He bad steered ble elan, baek. 7111 have felt that perhaps the eyes of an ancient darkling portrait or so looked down at the pair curiously: the long, hemmer built New Yorker rather sleuthing along by the soldierly, ab - most romantic figure which, in a measure, suggested that others not unlike it might have trod the same oaken floor, wearing ruff and doublet, or lace jabot and sword. There was a far cry between the two, but they walked closely in friendly union. When they entered the. picture -gal- lery Strangeways paused a moment again, and stood peering down its length. "It is very dimly lighted. How can we see'?" he said. "I told Pearson to leave it dim," Tembarom answered. 11 wanted it just that way at fleet." He tried -and surded tolerably well -to say it casually, as he led the way ahead of them. He and the duke,had not talked the scheme over for nothing. As his grace bad said, they had "werked the thing up." As they moved down the gallery, the men and women in their frames look- ed like ghosts staring out to see what was about to happen. "We'll turn up the lights after a while," T. Tembarom explained, still casually. "There's a picture here I think a good deal of. I've stood and looked at it pretty often. It reminded me of some one the first day I set eyes on it; but it was quite a time before I made up my mind Who it was. It used to drive me half dotty trying to think it out." "Which one was it?" asked Strange - ways. "We're coming to it. I want to see if it reminds you of any one. And I want you to see it sudden." "It's got to be sudden," he said to the duke. "If it's going to pan out, I believe it's got to 'be sudden." "That's why I had the rest of 'em left dim. I told Pearson to leave a lamp I could turn up quick," he said to Strangeways. The lamp was on a table near by and was shaded by a screen. He took it from the shadow and lifted it sud- denly, so that its full gleam fell up- on the portrait of the handsome youth with the lace collar and the dark, drooping eyes. It was done in a seo- ond, with a dramatically unexpected swiftness. His heart jumped up and down. "Who's that?" he demanded, with abruptness so sharp -pitched that the gallery echoed with the sound. "Who's that?" He heard a hard, quick gasp, a sound which was momentarily a little horrible, as if the man's soul was being jerked out of his body's depths "Who is he?" he cries. "Tell me." After the gasp, Strangeways stood still and stared. His eyes were glued to the canvas, drops of sweat came out on his forehead, and he was shuddering. He began to back away with a look of gruesome struggle. He backed and backed, and stared and stared. The gasp came twice again, and then his voice seemed to tear it- self loose from some power that was holding it back. "Th -at!" he cried. "It is -it --is Miles Hugo!" The last words were almost a shout and he shook as if he would have fallen. But T. Tembarom put his hand on bis shoulder and held him, breath- ing fast himself. Gee! if it wasn't like a thing in a play! "Page at the court of Charles the Second," •he rattled off. "Died of smallpox when he was nineteen. Miles Hugo! Miles Hugo! You hold on to that for all your worth. And hold on to me. I'll keep you steady. Say it again." "Miles Hugo." The poor majestic - looking fellow almost sobbed it. "Where am I? What is the name of this place?" "It's Temple Barholm in the county of Lancashire, England. Hold on to that, too -like thunder!" Strangeways held the young man's arm with hands that clutched. He dragged at him. His nightmare held him yet; Tembarom saw it, but flashes of light were blinding him. "Who" -he pleaded in a shaking and hollow wtisper-"are yen?" Here was a stumped By jings! By jings! And not a minute to think it out. But the answer came all right - all right! "My name's Tembarom. T. Tembar- MAKE MONEY AT HOME $15 to $60 paid weekly for your spare time writing showcards for us. No can- vassing. We instruct and supply you with steady work West -Angus Showcard Ser- vice, Church & Colborne Sts. Toronto. CHAPTER %XXIII Tembarom did not`lOOk as though he had slept particularly well, Miss Alicia thought, when they met the next morning; but when she asked him whether hehad been disappoint- ed in his last night's experiment, he answered that he had nut. The ex- periment had come out all right, bu Strangeways had been a good dea worked up, and bad not been able to sleep until daylight. Sir Ommaby Galloway was to arrive in the after- noon, and he'd probably give him something quieting. Had the coming ' downstairs seemed to help him to re- ' anything? Misa Alicia naturally Inquired. Tembarom thought it had. He drove to Stone Hover and spent the morning with the duke ; he even lunched with him. He returned in ' time to receive Sir Ormsby Calk - way, !however, and until that great personage left, they were together in Mr. Strangeway s rooms. "I guess 1 shall get him up to Lon- don to the place where Sir Ormsby wants eim," he said rather nervous- ly, after dinner. "I'm not going to •ness any chances. 0 he'll go, I can get him away quietly some time when I can fix it so there's no one about to worry him."' ,She felt that he had no inclination to go much into detail. He had never had the habit of entering into the de- tails connected with his strange charge. She believed it was because be felt the subject to abnormal not te seem a little awesome to her sympathetic timidity. She did not ask questions 'because she was afraid she could not ask them intelligently. In fact, the knowledge that this un- known man was living through his struggle with his lost past in the re- mote rooms of the west wing, almost as though he were a secret prisoner, did seem a little awesome when one awoke in the middle of the dark night and thought of it. During the passage of the next few weeks, Tembarom went up to London several times. Once he seemed call- ed there suddenly, as it was only during dinner that he told ler he was going to take a late train, and should leave the house after she had gone to bed. She felt as though some- thing important must have happened, and hoped it was nothing disturbing. When he had said that Captain Palliser would return to visit them, her private impression, despite his laugh, had 'been that it must surely be some time before this would oc- cur. But a little more than three weeks later he appeared, preceded only half an hour by a telegram ask- ing whether he might not spend a night with them on ,his way farther north. He could not at all under- stand why •the telegram, which he said he had sent the day before, had been delayed. A certain fatigued haggardness in this countenance caused Miss Alicia to ask whether he had been ill, and he . admitted that he had at least not been well, as a result of long and too., hurried journeys, and the strenu- ousness of extended and profoundly serious interviews with his capitalist . and magnates. "No man can engineer gigantic schemes to success without feeling the reaction when his load drops from his shoulders," he remarked. "You've carried it quite through?" inquired Tembarom. "We have set on foot ane of the largest, most substantially capitaliz- ed companies in the European bus- • iness world," Palliser replied, with the composure which is almost indif- ference. gin, if he began. When a anan had a good deal to lose or to win, Tem- barom realized that he would be like- ly to hold back until 'he felt some- thing like solid ground under him. After Miss Alicia had left them for the night, perhaps he felt, as a result of thinking the matter over, that 'he had' reached a foothold of a firmness at least somewhat to be de- pended upon. • "What a change you have made in that poor woman's life!" lie said, walking to the side table and help- ing himself to a brandy and aoda. f`What a change!" "It struck me that a change was needed just about the time I dropped in," answered his host. "All the same," suggested Palliser, tolerantly, "you were immensely gen- erous. She wasn't entitled to expect • 9 "She didn't exPect anything, not a darned thing," said Tembarom. "That was what hit me." Palliser smiled a cold, amiable smile. His slim, neatly fitted person looked a little shrunken eed less straight than was its habit, nd its slackness *suggested itself as being part of the harry and fatigue which made his face and eyes haggard under his pale, smooth ;hair. "Do your purpose to provide for the future of all your indigent relatives , even to the third and fourth genera- ' tion, my dear chap?" he inquired. "I won't refuse till Pm asked, any- how," was the answer. "Asked!" Palliser repeated. "I'm one of them, you know, and Lady Mallowe is another. There are lots of us, when we come out of our holes. If it's only a matter of asking, we might all descend on you." Ternbarom, sniiling, wondered whe- ther they hadn't descended already, and whether the descent bad so far been all that they had anticipated. Palliser strolled down his opened avenue with an incidental air which wps entirely creditable to his training of himself. T. Tembarom acknowl- edged that much. "You are to generous," said Pal- liser. "You are the sort of fellow who will always need all he has, and more. The way you go among the villagers! You think you merely slouch about and keep it quiet, but you don't. You've set an example no other landowner can expect to live up to, or intends to. It's too lavish. It's pernicious, dear chap. I have heard all about the cottage you are doing over for Pearson and his bride. You had better invest in the Cedric." Tembarom wanted him to go on, if there was anything in it. He made his face look as he knew Palliser 'hoped it would look when the psycho- logical moment came. Its expression "Good!" said Tembarom cheerfully. He watched his guest a good deal during the day. He was a bad color for a man who had just steered clear of all shoals and reached the highest point of success. He had a haggard eye as well as a haggard face. It was a terrified eye when its desper- nte determination to hide its terrors dropped from it for an instant, as a veil might drop. A certain restless- ness was manifest in him, and he talked more than usual. He was go- inc to make a visit in Northuinheie land to an elderly lady of great pos- session. It was to be vaguely gath- ered that she was somewhat interest- ed in the great company -the Cedric. She was a remarkable old person who found a certain agreeable excitement dabbling in stocks. She was rich enough to be in a position to regard it as a sort of game, and he had been able on several occasions to af- ford her entertainment. He would remain a few days, and spend his time chiefly in telling her the details flf the great scheme and the manner in which they were to be developed. "If she can play with things that way, she'll be SUM to want stock in it," Tembarom remarked. "If she does. she must make up her mind quickly," Palliser smiled, "or she will not be able to get it. It is not easy to lay one's hands on even now." Tembarom thought of eertain spec - Waters of entirely insignificant etand- ing of whoand beer anecdotes in New York. whom he had chanced 4x, see Most of them -were youths of obscure origin who sold newspapers or black- ed boots, or "swaptaed" articles the value of which lay in the desire they could excite In other persons to pos- sess them. A popular method known as "bluff" was their most trusted wenpon, and event at twelve and fif- teen years of age Tembarem had tel - The Real Flavour of the genuine "GREEN" Tea is In every packet of PP LAD GREEN TEA Superior to the beet Japanuo Gunpowder or Young Hyaon. SenspieFrie--Sallada, Torent.a. eittaimewommmelammeme was not a deterrent,. in fact, it had a character not unlikely. to lead an eager man, or one who was not as wholly experienced as he believed be was, to rush down a steep hill into the sea, after the manner of the swine in the 'parable. Heaven knew Palliser did not mean to rush, and was not aware when the push began; but be bad reason to be so much more eager than be profes- sed to be that momentarily he swerv- ed, despite himself and ceased to be casual, "It is an enormous opportunity," he said -"timber lands in Mexico, you know. If you had spent your life in England, you would realize that tim- ber has become a desperate neces- sity, and that the difficulties which exist in the way of supplying the de- mand are almost insuperable. These forests are virtually boundless, and the company which controls them--" "That's a good spiel!" broke in Tem- barom. (Continued next week.) NOW IS THE TIME TO DO IT Procrastination is, according to long familiar adage, the thief of time. If • that were all that should be said a- gainst it, procrastination would de- serve to be condemned. But procrast- ination is more than the thief of time; it is the assassin of moral I FARMS FOR SALE Parma FOR SALM -- 1 nava emus choke farms for mkt in the Township, of Vaborms and Elbbert, all well WU and humored. on easy terms of parment THOMAS CAMERON, Exeter, Ont. , 1568-tf 'WARM FOR SALE -LOT 6, CONCESSION .• 4, Stanley, 100 acres mom or WO; Pe acme under bmh and broken land, the rie malader ix cleared land, ready for spring work. Well drained and r0 fittsced; one tood bank barn, 52.60, good stabto under it, hen boom and pis Pen, 8ex47. drive - home 20.40; good two-1story frame home For farther Dart:km.6n apply to JOHN D R. R. No. 1, Varna, Phone 1441. 00.5.0)1.• Onset VARM FOR SAIX.-240 ACHJES, MORA or Ism. Concession 4 and 6, Stanley Township, about 416 railfrom Clinton. Well improved, good clay loam, 15 scree hardwood and cedar bush, practically oar fenced with MOW Itre fencing. First -alma bowie and barn; te ophorm. rural mail de- livery. WIII felt on reasonable Mona. Avis/7' on premises to ADAM STEWART, R. R. Na 6, Clinton. 279841 Concealer 6, McIfillop, containing 100 ARM FOR SALE. -FOR SALE LOT 10, urea. all cleared except 8 acres of hardwood bosh. There are on the pretnises a bank barn with stone and cement foundation, 461.32; with cement Room; driving aim& 14X.86.1 frame stable, 28:82, large gravel house, T • raoma and kitchen, cement floors In cellar.. Hand and soft water in kitchen: two mrao of orchard. The farm le all wire fenced and tile drained. Well at barn and also well at the With. This is a good farm-ona of the best In McKillop. It 6 situated 5• utiles from the Town ei Seaforth and one mile from school and church. Rural mall and phone. Will be sold on reasonable term.. character. For further particulars apply on the prom- isor or address R. R. No. 1, Seaforth- ROBERT A. HOGG. • 280141 It does its work stealthily, but sure- ly. There is no .surer way for a man to undermine his own integrity than the habit of evading the facing qt duty. If you have a task to perform, do it now. You get the task out of the way, but what is far more important, you rise in your own self-esteem. You say: "I have discovered the way to do it, and I have found out that I am capable of doing it thus." If you have done a wrong, and feel that you ought to apologize and atone for it, you can gain nothing but re- morse and self-reproach by waiting. A hard but righteous thing is to be done; do it now. If you see responsibilities piling up aimed of you, so heavy and so high that you feel like lying down and making 'no effort at all, take up the 'nearest one, and if possible the hard- est one, and get it out of the way. You will be surprised to discover how one by one the responsibilities will yield to direct attack. It is not simply the method of meeting external conditions that is needed; the important thing is that a man shall learn how to marshal his own resources for the undertak- ing. Napoleon won by being there five minutes sooner than the other gen- eral. There are times when the whole problem of success depends upon a man's ability to bring himself square- ly and promptly to the meeting of a situation. Whether little or light the task, do it now. Josh Billings remarked that the man who knew just what he would have done if he had been there, never gets there. The work performed and the re- ward belong to the man who faces the task and does it now. Swedish interests have established an airplane passenger and mail ser- vice between Stockholm and Revel. Adjustable handles to be attached to automobile steering wheels to increase leverage have been patented. rrHE EXECUTORS OF THE LATE ARCHT- bald McGregor offer for sale Lot 16, 601 Concession. McHillop, 100 acre. of Bret claim fann lands. The land 1. in a drat class etate of cultivation and there are erected on the prembee a good frame dwel- ling home. with kitchen attached: frame barn 76,54 with stone foundation, :stabling underneath and cement floors and wMer throughout, driving house, rsig pen and Elea home. Also about ten acres of good hard wood buah. The property le well fenced and well drained and convenient to good markets, churches and echools. For further particulars apply to MISS LILLY J. McGREGOR, on the promisPo. or to R. S. HAYS, Solicitor. Sea- fortth, Ont 2795-tf VARM FOR SALE. -FARM OF TWO HUN- . dred acres adjoining the Town of 8..- 0forth, conveniently eituated to all churches, mhoola and Collegiate. There Is a couitbrt- able brick cottage with a cement kitchen; barn 100x56 with stone stabling underneath for 6 horse., 76 head of cattle and 40 hogs with steel stanchions and water before all ,tock; litter carrier and feed carrier and two cement silos ; driving shed and plat- form ora/m. Watered by a rock well and windmill. The farm 50 well drained and In a high ,tate of cultivation. The crop is all in the ground -choice clay loam. Immedi- ate poeseasion. Apply to M. BEATON, R. R 2. Seaforth. Ont. 2787-05 TBE McKILLOP MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE CO'Y. HEAD OFFICE--SEAFORTH, ONT. OFFICERS: J. Connolly, Goderich - - President Jas. Evans, Beechwood vice-president T. E. Hays, Seaforth - Secyerreas. AGENTS: Alex. Leitch, R. R. No. 1, Clinton; Ed. II i nchley, Seaforth; John Murray, Brueefield, phone 6 on 137, Seaforth; J. W. Yeo, Goderich; R. G. Jar- muth, Brodhagen. DIRECTORS: William Rinn, No. 2, Seaforth; John Bennewies, Broehagen; James Evans, Beechwood; M. McEwen, Clinton; Jas. Connolly, Goderich; D. F. McGregor, R. R. No. 3, Seaferth; J. G. Grieve, No. 4. Walton; Robert Ferris, Han - lock; Geo. McCartney, No. 3, Se_afortk. 114111111111111111119111111 PRINCE of WALES CHEWING TOBACCO 111111111111111111 • 17