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Phone No. 91
JOHN J. HUGGARD
'Barrister, Solictor,
Notary Public, Etc.
Beattie Block - - Seaforth, Ont.
HAYS & MEIR
Succeeding R. S. Hays
Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyancers
and Notaries, Public. Solicitors for
' the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of
the Dominion B anik, Seaforth. Money\
to loan.
BEST & BEST
Barris. rs, Solicitors, Conveyan-
cers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office
in the Edge Building, opposite The'
Expositor, Office.
VETERINARY
JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
.Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin-
ary College. A11 diseases of domestic
animals treated. Galls .pro'm'ptly at-
tended to and charges moderate. Vet-
erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office
and residence on Goderich Street, one
door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea -
forth.
A. R. CAMPBELL, Y.S.
Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of Toronto. All
diseases of domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
Charges • reas'onelble. Day or night
calls promptly attended to. Office on
»Main Street, Howell, opposite Town
Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scot-
tish Terries. ,I ntverness Kennels,
Hensall..
MEDICAL
DR. E. J...R. FORSTE'R
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant New York Opthal-
mei and Aural Institute, Mloorefield's
Eye and Golden S'quar'e Throat Hos-
pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial
Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 pee.
56 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
DR. W. C. SPROAT
•
• -Gradat i"e--o2' •Faenity of Medicine,
University of Western Ontario. Lon-
don. Member of College of Physic-
ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office
in Aberhart's Drug Store, 'Main St.,
Seaforth. Phone 90.
DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence Goderich Street,
east of the United Church, Sea -
forth. Phone 46. Coroner for the
County of Huron.
Dr. C. MACKAY
C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin-
ity University, and gold medalist of
• Trinity Medical College; member of
the College of Physicians and Sur-
geons of Ontario.
DR. H: 'HUGH ROSS
'Graduate of University of Toronto
Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians and Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate courses in
Chiicago Clinical •School of Chicago;
Royal Ophthalmie Hospital, London,
England; University Hospital, Lon-
don, England. Office -Hack of Do-
ininion Bank, •Sleaforth. Phone No. 5.
Niseht calls answered from. residence,
Victoria Street, Seaforth.
DR. S. R. COLLYER
Graduate Faculty of Medicine, Uni-
versity of Wlestern Ontario. Member
College of Phyeicians and Surgeons
of Ontario, Post, graduate work at
New York City Hospital and Victoria
Hospital, London. Phone: Hensall,
56. 'Office, King Street, Hensall.
DR. J. A. MUNN
Graduate of Northwestern Univers-
ity, Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal
College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto.
Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St.,
Seaforth: 'Phone 151.
DR. F. J. BI'3CHELY
Graduate Royal College of Dental
Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R.
Smith's G'ro'cery, Main Street, Sea -
forth, Phone: Office, 185 W; resi-
dence, 185J.
AUCTIONEERS
Krver's
by JAMES OLIVER CURWOOD
•
Kx1V
For a matter of ten seconds neither
of the two mien moved.) ' Keith was
stunned. Andy Duggan's eyes fairly
•popping out from under his bushy
brows. And then unmistakably Keith
caught the scent of bacon in the air.
"`Andy -(Andy Duggan," he choked.
"You know see eyou know'' Johnny
Keith -you know me -you----"
Duggan ansrwered with an inartic-
ulate bellow and jumped at 'Keith as
if to 'bear him to the ground. He
hugged him, and Keith hugged, and
then for a minute they stood pump-
••ing• hands until their faces were red,
and Duggan was growling over and
over:
"An' you passed me there at Mc-
Ooffin's Bend -an' I didn't know you,
I didn't know you, I didn't know you!
I thought you was that cussed Con-
nistopl I. did. I thought yqu was
Conniston!" He stood back at last.
"Johnny -Johnny, Keith!"
"Andy, you ;blessed old devil!"
They pumped hands again, pounded
shoulders until they were sore, and
in Keith's face blazed once more the
lolv'e of life. .
'S'udden'ly old Duggan grew rigid
and sniffed the air. "I smell bacon!"
"'It's, in the pack, Andy... But for
Heaven's sake don't notice the bacon
until you explain how you happen to
be here."
"Been waitin' for you," 'relied Dug-
gan in an affectionate growl. eKnew
you'd have to come down this valley
to hit the Little Fork. Been waitin'
six weeks."
Keith dug his fingers into Duggan's
arm.,
(1Hlow did you know I was coming
here?"' he demanded. "Who told,
you?" .•
"A11 come out in the wash, Johnny.
Pretty mess. Chinaman dead. John-
ny Keith, alia 'Conniston, " alive an'
living with Conniston's pretty sister.
Johnny gone -skipped. No one knew
where. I made guesses. Knew the
girl would know if anyone did. ' I
went to her, told her how you'n me
had been pals, an' she give me the
idee you was goin' up to the river's
end. .1 resigned from the Betty M.,
that night. Told her, though, that
she was a ninnyif she thought you'd
go up there. Made her 'believe the
note was just a 'blind:"'
"My God," 'breathed Keith hope-
lessly, "I meant 'it."
"Sure you did, Johnny. I knew it.
But I didn't dare let her know it. Ie
you could ha' seen that pretty mouth'
o' hern.curlin' upas if she'd liked to
have 'bit open your throat, an' .her
hands clenched, an' that murder in
lie? eyes -Man, 1 lied to her then!
I told her Q was after you, an' that
if-sheseretildn''t piit`-the police on you,
I'd 'tiring back your head to her, as
they used to do in the oldtimes. An'
she bit. Yes, sir, she said to me. `If
you'll do that, 'I won't say a word to
the police!' An' here I am Johnny.
An' if d keep any word with that,lit-
tie tiger, 'I've 'got to shoot you right
now. 'Haw!' Haw!"
Keith had turned his face -away.
Duggan, pulling hint about by the
shoulders, opened his eyes wide in
araz ement.-('Johnny-"
("Maybe you • don't understand,
Andy," struggled Keith. "I'm sorry
she feels -like that."
For a moment Duggan was silent.
Then he exploded with a sudden
curse. "Sorry! What the devil you
sorry for, Johnny? ou treated her
square, an' you,left heealrriost all of
Conniston's money. She ain't no
kick comdn', and she ain't no reason
for feelin' like she does. Let 'er go
to the devil, I say. She's pretty an'
.sweet an' all that -but when any-
body wants to go clawin' your heart
out, don't be fool enough to feel sorry
about it. You lied to her, but what's
that? There's bigger lies than yourn
been told; Johnny, a whole sight big-
ger! Don't you go worryip'. I've
been here waitin' six weeks, an' I've
done a lot of thinkin', and all oqr
plans are set an' hatched. An' I've
got the nicest cabin all 'built and
waitin' for us up the Little Fork•
Hero we are. Let's be joyful, son!"
He laughed into Keith's tense, gray
face. "Let's be joyful!"
.(Keith forced a grin. Duggan didn't
know. He hadn't guessed what that
"little tiger who would have liked to
have bit open his throat" had been to
'him. The thick-headed old hero, loy-
al to the bottom of his soul, hadn't
guessed. And it came to Keith then
that he would never tell him. He
would keep that secret. He would
bury it in his burned -out soul, and
he would be "joyful" if he could.
Duggan's blazing, happy face, half'
bu°°rried in its great 'beard.' was 'like
the inspiration and cheer 'of a sun
rising on a dark world. He was not
alone. Duggan, the old Duggan• of
years ago, the Duggan who had plan-
nt:•d and dreamed with hinny his best
friend, was with him' new, and the
light came hack into his face as he
looked toward the mountains. Off
there, only a few miles distant, was
the Little Fork, winding intothe
heart of the Rockies, seeking out its
hidden valleys, its trailless canons,
its hidden ,mysteries. Life lay ahead
of him, life with its thrill and ad-
venture, and at his ,.side was the
friend of all friends to seek it with
hien. He thrust. out his hands.
"Goll bless you, Andy," he cried.
"You're the gamiest pal that ever liv-
ed!"
A moment later Duggan pointed to
a clump of timber half a mile ahead.'
"It's past dinner -time," he said.
"There's wood. If youi ve et any
bacon aboard, I lmove we eat."
An hour later Andy was d'en on-
Istrating that his appetite was as
voracious as ever. Before describing
more of his own activities, he insist-
ed that Keith recite his adventur@@.s
from the night "he killed that old
skunk, Kirkstone."
ft was two o'clock when they re-
sumed their journey. An hoer later
OSCAR KLOPP
Honor 'Graduate Carey Jones' a-
Cabai School for Auetioneering, CS-hi-
cag"o. Special course taken in Pure
Bred Live 'Stock, Real Estate, Mer-
chandise and Farm 'Sales. Rates in
keeping with prevailing markets. Sat-
isfaction assured. Write or wire,
Oscar Kropp, Zurich, Ont. Phone:
they struck ,.they Little !Fork and until
seven travelled up the stream. They
Were deep in the lap of the moun-
tains when they camped for the
rtiiht. After supper, 's'mo'king his
pipe, Duggan stretched himself out
eonrlforta'bly with his back to a tree.
"Good thing you -come along when
you did, Johnny,',
he said. "'I been
waitin' in that valley ten days_ an'
the eats 'was albout gone when you
hove. in sight. Meant to hike back
to the cabin for supplies to -morrow
or next day. Gawd, ain't this the
life! An' we're 'groin' to find gold,
Johnny, we're goin', to find it!"
"We've got all our lives to - to
find it in," said Keith.
Duggan puffed out • a huge cloud of
smoke and .heaved a great sigh of
pleasure. Then he grunted and
chuckled.' "Lord, what a little fire-
brand that sister of .Conniston's is!"
he exclaimed. "Johnny, I bet if
you'd walk in on her now, she'd klil
you with her own hands. Don't see
why she hates you so, just because
you tried to save 'your life. Of
course you truest ha' lied like the deivi-
il. Couldn't! hel�1 it. But a lie ain't
n•othin'. I've told some whoppers,
an' no one ain't never wanted""to kill
me for it. 1 ain't afraid of. Mc-
Dowell. Everyone :said the Chink
Was a good riddance. It's the girl.
There won't be a minute all her life•
she ajn't thinkin' of you, an' she
won't be satisfied until she's got you;
That is, she thinks she won't. But
we'll fool the little devil, Johnny. We.
will keep our eyes open -an' fool
her!'
"Let's talk of pleasanter things,"
said 'Keith. "I've got fifty traps in
the pack, Andy. You remember how
we used to plan on trapping during
the winter and•hunting for gold dur-
ing he summer?" f •
.. Duggan rubbed: his hands until they
made a rasping sound; he talked of
lynx signs he had seen, and of mar-
ten and fox. He had panned "colors"
at a dozen places along the Little
Fork and was. ready to make his af-
fidavit.e. that it was, the .same gold he
had dredged" at McCofn's Bend. •
"If we don't find it this fall, we'll
be sittin' on the mother lode next
summer," he declared, and from there
until it was time to. turn„ in ha talk-
ed of nothing but the yellow trea-
sure it had been his life-long dream
to find. At the last, 'when they had
roiled in 'their • 'blankets, he raised
himself on his elbow for a moment
and said to Keith: •
"J'ohnn'y,, don't you worry about
that 'Germiston' girl. •4. forgot to tell
you I've took • time • by the forelock.
Two weeks ago I wrote an' told her
I'd learned you .was hittin' into the
,GreatuSlave country, an that..I.was
about to' hike after you. So go to
sleep an' don't .worry,.about that pesky
little rattlesnake." ,
"e'm ,not worrying,:' said Keith.
!Fifteen minutes later he heard Dug-
gan snoring. Quietly he unwrapped
his blanket and sat up. There were
still burning'embers in. the fire, the
right -like ,that first night of his
flight -was a glory of stars, and the
moon was rising. Their camp was in
a small meado(wy pocket in the con
ter of which was a shimmering little
lake across which he could easily
have thrown a stone. On the far
side of this was the sheer' wall, thu-
sands of feet up, caught the glow of
the treoon first. Without awakening
his comrade, Keith walked to the lake.
He watched the goldeh illumination
as it fell swiftly lower ever the face
of the mountain. He could see 'it
move like a great flood. And then,
suddenly, his shadow shot out ahead
of him, and he turned" to find the
moon itself glowing like a monstrous
bell between the low shoulders .of a
mountain to the east. The world a-
bout him 'became all at once vividly
anti wildly beautiful. It was as if a
curtain had lifted so swiftly the eye
could not follow it. Every tree ,and
shrub and rock stood out in a mellow
spotlight; the lake was transformed
to a pool of molten silver, and as far
as he could see, where shoulders and
r•icl es did not cut him out, the moon-
light was playing on the (mountains.
In the air was a soft droning like'
low mimic,, and from a distant crag
came the rattle of loosened reeks.
He fancied, for a moment. that Mary
Josephine was standing at his. side,
and that together they were drink-
ing in the wonder of this dream at
last come true. Then a cry cane to
his lips, a broken, gasping man -cry
which he could nbt keep back, and
his heart was filled with anguish. ,"
With all its beauty, all its splen-
dor of quiet and peace, the night was
a bitter one for Keith, the bitterest
of his life. He had not believed the
worst of Mary Josephine. He knew
he had lost her and that she might
despise hire. but that she would ac-
tually hate him with the desire for a
personal vengeance he had not be-
lieved. Was Duggan right? Was
Mary Josephine unfair? And should
he in self-defense fight to poison his
own thoughts again 't her? His face
set hard and a joyless laugh fell from
his lips. He knew that he was fac-
ing the inevitable. No hatter what
had happened he 'must go on loving
Mary .Josephine.
• All through that night he was a-
wake. Half a' dozen times he• went
to his blanket, 'bu£ it was impossible
for him to sleep. At four o'clock he
'built up the fire and at flee a'nused
Duggan. The old river -man sprang
up with ',the enthusiasm of a boy. He
came back from the lake with his
heard and head dripping and his face
glowing. All the mountains held no
cheerier comrade than Duggan.
They were on the trail at six
*lock and hour after hour kept,
steadily up the Little Fork. The trail
grew rougher, narrower, and more
difficult to follow, and at intervals
Duggan halted to make sure of the
way. At one of these times he said
to Keith:
"Stag' night proved there ain't no
danger from her, Johnny. I had a
dream, an' •d'reama goes by contrar-
ies an' always have. What you dream
never comes true. It's always the
opposite. An' I dreamed that little
.she -devil come up on you when you
was asleep; took a big bread knife,
an? out your head plumb off! Yessir,
.I could see her holdin' up that head
o' yourn, an' the blood; was drippin',
an' she was a-laughin'--•;"
"Shut upt/ Keith_-- fairly -- yelled:
the words.' His eyes blated. His'
face was dead white. •
With a shrug of his huge shoul-
ders and a sullen grunt Duggan
went on.
An hour later the, 'trail,, nerrowed
into a short canon, and 'this canon,
to• Keith's surprise, opened suddenly
into a beautiful 'valley, a narrow
oasis of green hugged in between the
two ranges. Scarcely had they en-
tered it, when Duggan raised his
voice in a series of wild yells and be-
gan firing his rifle into the, air.
"Honne- coming," 'he explained to
Keith, after he was done. "Cabin's
just over that bulge. Be there in
ten minutes."
. In less .then ten` minutes Keith
saw it, sheltered in' the edge of a
thick growth of eed'ar and spruce
from Which its timbers had been tak-
en. It was a larger cabin that he
had expected to see -twice, three
times as large.
"How did you do it alone!" he ex-
claimed in admiration. "It's a won-
der, Andy. Big enough for -for a
whole fa•nvily!"
''"Half a dozen Indians happened
along, en' I hired 'elms" explained
Duggan. "Thought 'I night as well
make it big .enough,. Johnny, seeig'
I had plenty. of help. Sometimes
snore pretty loud,
-"There's smoke coming out of it,"
cried Keith.
"Kept one tf the Indians," chuck-
led 'Duggan. "Fine cook, an' a sassy
lookin' little squaw she is, Johnny!
Her husband died last winter, an'
she jumped at the chance to stay,
for her (board an' five bucks a month.
'How's your Uncle Aridy- for a
schemer, eh, Johnny?"
A dozen rods from the cabin was
a creek. Duggan halted ,here to wa-
ter his horse and nodded for Keith to
go on.
"Take a look, Johnny; go ahead
art' take a look! I'na, sort ,of sot up
over that cabin."
Keith 'handed his reins to Duggan
and obeyed. 'The cabin door was op-
en; and he entered. One look assur-
ed him that 'Duggan had good reason
to be "tot up." The first big room
reminded him•of the Shack. Beyond
that. was...slaather...xodreeia••wh-ieh••. ire
heard someone moving and the
crackle of a fire in a stove. Outside
Duggan was whistling. He broke off
whistling to sing, and as Keith • lis-
tened to the river -man's 'bellowing
voice chanting the words of the song
he, had sung at McCofiin''s Bend. for
twenty years, he grinned. And then
he heard the humming of a voice in
the. kitchen. Even the squaw was
happy.
And then -and then -
"Great God in Heaven-,-"
In the doorrway^ she stood, her
arms reaching out to hiss love, glory
triumph in her face --M .ry" Joseph-
ine!
He swayed; he groped out; some-
thing blinded hint -.tears --bot, blind-
ing tears that choked him, that came
with a • sob in his throat. And then
she was in Iris- arm's, and her arms
were around him, and she was laugh-
ing and" --'crying, and he heard her
say: "Why -why didn't you cone
back-tt•,.•.mle-that night? Why -
why did you -go out -through the.
-window? I -I wa= waiting and I,
-I'd have gone -with you-"
From the door behind them came
Duggan's ivoice, chuckling,- exultant,
booming with triulirph. "Johnny,
didn't I tell you there was•lots big-
ger lies than yourn?, -Didn't I? Eh?
10 l'etnte,
And before DROP °s '+es' Zf31
hissed her.
(Hours later, in a WM...0410W tWt I
iit►e light of -stars andel' 'radiant Own'
I:eith and Mary Joisephine were a-
lone out in .the heart oftheir' little;
valley. To Keith it was last night.
returned, - only 'more wonderful,
There was the same droning song in
the still air„ the lova, rippling of runs
ning water, the Mysterious whisper-
ings. 'of ;the Mountains. A,11 albout
them -were the^guardian peaks' of the
mover -capped ranlges, and under their
feet was the (soft lush of grass and
the sweet scent of flowers. "FOiie
valley of dream's;" Mary Josephine
had named it, an infinite happiness
trembling in her. voice. "Our beauti-
ful valley of dreams -come true!"
"And you would have come with
me -that night?" asked Keith won-
cieiingly. "That night -I ran away."
"Yes. I didn't hear you go. And
at last 1 went to your door and lis-
tened and then I knocked, and after
that 1 called to you, and when you
didn't answer, I entered your ream."
"Dear heavepi' bread Keith
"After all that, you would have come
away with •mie, covered with blood, a
-a murderer, they say -a hunted
man--,--"
"John, dear." She took one of his
hands in both her own and held it
tight. ("John, dear, I've got some-
thing to tell you."
He was silent.
"I made Duggan promise not to
tell you I was hese when he found
you, and I made him promise some-
thing else -to keep a secret I want-
ed to tell you myself. IIt was won-
derful of him. I don't see how he
did Nig."
$ ip snuggled still closer to him,
and held his hand a 'little tighter,
"You see, John, there was a terrible
time after you 'killed Shan Tung,
Only a little while after you had gone,
I saw -the sky growing red. It was
Shan Tung's place afire. I was
•
terrified, and my heart was broken.
and I didn't move. 1 must have sat
'at the window a long time, (when the,
door burst open suddenly and Mn.
iam ran in, and behind her cane Me -
Dowell. Oh, I never heard a man
swear as McDowell swore when he
found you had goner, and Miriam
flung herself on the floor a't ni'y feet
and buried her head in my lap.
"McDowell tramped up and down,
and at last he turned to me as if he
was .going to oat me, and he • fairly
shouted, `Do you know -(that cursed
fool didn't kill Judge Kirkstone!'"
There was a pause in which
Keith's 'brain reeled. And Mary Jos-
ephine went on, as quietly as though
she sverq talking about that evening's
sunset:
"Of course, I knew all along, from
what you had tout me about John
Keith, that he wasn't what you
would call a murderer. You see,
John, I had learned to love John
Keith. It was the other thing that
'horrified hie! In the fight, that
'light, Judge Kirkstone wasn't.badly
hurt. Peter Kirkstone and his father
were always quarreling. Peter want-
ed money, and his father wouldn't
give it to him. It seems impossible,
- what happened then. But it's true.
After you were gone Peter Kirkstone
killed•„his father that he might in-
ear-it.--the-estate4---- -then-.•he.....-laid.
the crime on you!"
":VIy .God," breathed Keith. "Mary
- Mary. - Mary Josephine -how do
you .know?"
"Peter Kirkstone was terribly
burned in the fire. He died that night
and before he died he confessed. That
was the power Shan Tung held over
Miriam. He knew. And Miriam was
to pay the price that Would save her
brother from the hangman."
"And that," whispered •Keith, as if
to himself, "was why she was so in-
terested in John Keith."
He looked away into rhe shirnmer-
ing distance of the nighty and for a
long time both were silent. A wo-
man had. found happiness. A man's
soul had 'cone .out of darkness into
light.
YKi}rM ,0:,�
the tu,z:
#' ')ll} Tlihal i!
lisispa of'. eevto►,
of the nlafae4uroc •antiplop
M Viosher,: •
! 1.`nd that thrums me to another Iu'r
teresting point whish is 'We 1 woo h
noting. A ,gentleman ,hF the fe e
of A.,• R. Masher is vice president 9
the 'C;C ,Mr. 'Moeller is else awe -
dent of the Canadian $'rother'iipod of
Railroad ,Emlployees.. 'e' G C,F i
closely linked up with labor and it is:
interesting to get the view . of the
labor section of the C.C.F, Let us
see how it stands with the farm sec-
tion. 'Mr. Mosher presented a snem-
w randum to the Railway Committee
Ill the Senate and from it -I read this
statement:
"`If the revenues of the railways
are not sufficient to meet their fe=
quirements, freight and passenger
rates should be z r s• ed, ' th to
tri'buting more equitably the charges
payable by the industry."
Hew do you like it. Theronce-
president of the C.C.F. wants an in-
crease of freight rates. At, the very
time when they are trying to reduce
railway freight rates in the United
States and when Canadian railways
are facing difficulties they never fac-
ed before, we have the voice of Mr.,
'Mosher telling the farmers of this
country, the men who pay the freight
rates and telling them in the name
of the C.C.F. that the way to settle
the whole matter is to raise the
freight rates so as to maintain rail-
way wages.
Here is another
Mr. Mosher:
"Railway workers have no objec-
tion to the co-ordination of the
transport industry, and of all other
industries, provided that they share
in the benefits of shorter Items. high-
er wages .and greater continuity of
emplosenent."
It was many rndndtcs, after Keitli's
arms had closed around Mary Jos=
ephine, before h released her en-
ough to hold }ye> out and look at her.
She' was there, every bit of her, eyes
glowing with a gr( ater glory and
'her face wildly aflu<h with a thing
that had never 'been there before;
and suddenly, as he devoured her in
that hungry look, she gave a little
ory, and hugged her -elf to his breast
and hid her face there.
'And he was whispering again and
again, as though he could find no
other word, "Mary= -,Mary -Mary-"
Duggan drew away frim the door.
The two had paid no attention to his
voice, and the old river -man was one
continuous chuckle as he unpacked
Keith's horse and attended to his
'own hobbling them • both and tying
cow bells to their. It was half an
hour before he ventured up out of
the grove along. the creek and ap-
p'roached' the cabin again. Evep
then he halted, fusing with a piece
of harness, until he saw Mary Jos-
ephine in the door. The sun was
shining on her. ' Her glorious hair
was down, and behind her was Keith,
so close that his shoulders were cov-
ered with it. Like a bird Mary Jose
phine sped to Duggan. Great red
beard and all site. hugged him, and
on the flaming red of his bare cheek-
bone she kissed him.
"Gosh," said Duggan, at a•• loss for
Something better to say. "Gosh --s"
Then Keith had him by the hand.
"Andy, you ripsnor•ting old liar, if
you weren't old enough to be my
father, I'd whale the daylights out of
you!" he cried joyously. would,
just because 'i love you so! You've
Made this day the -the --the-----"
"-•°Fhe Most memorable pf my
life," helped Mary Josephine. "Is
that it --John?"
Timidly, for the first time, her
cheek against his shouldee, the spoke
•
THE END
R. J. Deachman's Address
(Continued from page 6)
Xhe C. N. R.
A few years ago a number of rail-
ways were taken over and formed in-
to what is now the Canadian Nation-
al. If the government had not be
come mixed up in the ques+ion the
national roads would have had to
pass through the hands of a receiver
and if they were privately owned to-
day there would he a receivership,
the excess capital would be squeezed
out, the capitalists who invested their
money would lose it but the people of
Canada would be paying twenty-five
or thirty anillion dollars less on in-•
terest.upon railroad 'bonds than they
are paying to -day. I ani not quar-
relling with government ownership. I
believe in, a rturnlber of cases it is
possible. But I do say this: that
the first requisite essential if you are
'going to develop public ownership is
to develop first, the, capacity to op-
erate publicly owned properties. That
can he done only'hy a gradual pro-
cess and my protest against the
members of the C.C.F. is that they
are the last people in the world who
will ever try to face the practical
problem of_ solving some of the dif-
ficulties which are now presentee] in
the operation of the, public utilities
we, own and yet they want to plunge
madly into the ownership of half or
more of the great industries of the
Dominion.
statement frees
Shipping.
Here is another delicate touch.
Sometime • ago the government
brought down what is known as the
Shipping Act. I need. not go into
details explaining the nature of that
Act but it embodies this: that it pre-
vents American • boats ' from... reeving
Canadian wheat' from - Buffalo. to
Montreal and therefore gives a mon-
opoly td the Canadian' lake carriers.
W?11, the Canadian lake carriers have
been so kind to us in the past that..
they have. charged a higher rate for
carrying. grain from Fort William to
Georgian Bay ports or to Goderich
thant they charge for carrying it to
Buffalo, almost twice the distance.
The reason is plain. There is coan-
petition between. Fort William •and
Buffalo because American boats can
carry grain to those ports. This
measure would give a monopoly to
these Canadian boats and therefore
enable them to charge a higher price
to the Canadian farmer for moving
his grain. The Tory party lined up
solidly behind the monopoly. The
Liberals all lined up solidly against
the monopoly. Where v. -as 1VLr. Woods-
wor.th.`!.__..I3e..was...izt..the...Hquse
minutes before the vote. was taken
but he was absent from the. vote. The
labor section wanted this bill to go
through and the farmer section. of
the C.C.F. was opposed to it. The
leader couldn't be Janus -faced -he
couldn't 'dote both ways • at once, so
he faced, the issue by turning his
back on it -he ' w=ent out. But his
son-in-law didn't feel that way about
it. He came out boldly and voted for
a monopoly on the lakes and Mr.
Mitchell, of Hamilton, voted for, it.
So we see that heroes are not always
heroes and that not always are they
willing to die for the right of the
coninron people, tlae consumers, who
pay the shot.
The ,.C.C.F. also proposes currency
reform. The army of currency re-
formers will never go off the pension
Hit so long as we have occasional.
periods of hard times. They blossom
during stringency, become dormant
when conditions return to normal and
come to life again as soon as tighten-
ing economic .conditions rouse them
from their sleep.
'My answer to the currency re-
formers is ,that they are 98% per
cent. wrong. The ,world to -day is
not suffering from scarcity of gold.
The fall in prices ie not due to tlfet
cause. There 'have .been periods in
Which there was a scarcity of gold
and it had its influence upon prices,
hut a downward price trend induced
by gold would be a gradual affair.
They had that in the years from 1872
down to 1897-a long slow period of
declining prices. But the world has
a mu'c'h larger store of gold ,to -day
than it had in 1926, '27, '28 and '29.
The advocates of inflation say that
they desire .to return to the price
level of 1926. Well the price level
of 1926 was established on the gold
that existed at that time -on gold
plus confidence. 'Why couldn't a rea-
sonable price level he established
from the gold which exists now when
the world is producing more gold
than ever before in its history -cer-
tainly ample to maintain a high price
level.
,Standard 'of Living.
Agriculture.
Now keep in mind those two ex-
amples I have given you, the boat
and the railway. Remember that we
have piled up fixed charges which
cannot he got rid of under govern-
ment ownership. Let us see the next
step. The C.C.F., so far, has. not
suggested that the farm should be
nationalized. That's to he left under
private ownership. No one 'wants to
face the program of a nationalized
agriculture. So under the new dis-
pensation if the C.C.F. comes into
power, agriculture will remain under
a system, of capitalism as we have it
to -day. Industry will he under state
soeialiere. The losses of industry
will be charged to the state. Imag-
ine the `annual budget and the tax
bill you wM face. The losses of ag-
tive exchange, but the' Rrri'osp'a'rit54( `
pends on the abundance a the.thz
exchanged, not on the counters t}se
in Meeting-•the--exdhanges.''- ...
Let me add this further stateeme t
from:IMr. Taussig:
"This ' is so obvious that mere
.s'tatemen(t suff'i'cies far proof. ].Slone
trhe lessit happens often that people,
who are half trained' and?"'see only
one aspect of economic pheno,•mieiza
believe that abundance of gold or
silver or of paper for them sulbst%
tutes the one thing' needful to make
the world better off."
I do not need to stress the sug-
gestion that those who hold this
view are '"half trained" -let the facts
speak for thenvselves.
Paper and Gold:
!In 1861 war broke out between the
Northern and Southern. States.
Shortly after that the ,United States
abandoned the gold standard and
from 1861 to 1879 remained upon
what is called the "greenback" stan-
dard, a standard of ieredeemable
paper money. Mr. Cote is fond of
telling us .that the depreciation in
the price of farm products during
the''last few years would not have
taken place, or at least .not to, such
a•• greet. extent, had we been upon a
paper currency. Well, we have the
test of American experience in this'
matter. That was a great war but
yet it was not a world war. Prices:
did not rise, es hige'es„they The
.pr- -
ing the recent World War. The high
lern'el ' of prices did not carry for-
ward
as long because the world dis-
turbance was greater in the case of
the -World War than in the case of
the American Civil War. But' from
the conclusion of the war in 1865
down to 1879 there was a long steady
decline in • prices and the upward
trend only began in, 1879 on the re-
turn of the United States to the gold
standard. so we see that a paper cur-
rency
did not prevent the deprecia- I•
tion in prices after :the American Civ- ' ' -
il `War.
In his speech in the House of Corn -
mons Mr. Cote said that the stand-
ard of living had been low during
the last few years and therefore
there is something wrong with our
monetary system'°" This., to put it
mildly, is superficial reasoning. It
uggests that the only thing which
could cause a reduction i.n the stand-
ard of living would he some dislo-
cation of the monetary system.
Surely there are other things in the
world besides a monetary system. It
implies also as he ,very clearly sug-
gested in the balance of his speech
that the necessary remedy would be
a greater abundance of money. Let
me read you what F. W. Taussig, the
leading American economist says up-
on this question:
"Money is the means by which each
person procures the comtfolats and
necessities of life, or to speak more
accurately, it is the mediuhn by which
each per son exchanges the particular
thing he produces for the various
commodities which he wishes to buy.
The more money there is the more
of this medium is used in every ac -
(Continued next week.)
Hedges Require Forethought.
Trimming hedges' requires years of
foresight. One inch of growth left
on all over the hedge each' year is
equivalent-- to' two inches • in • width -
each' year, with the result that in 25
years the hedge would be oyer four
feet wide at the base. The hedge
will be• thicker and more easily con-
trolled 'if it is cut back almost to the
old wood each year. The end of
June is a good time to trim.
Ideal Range For• Chicks.
An ideal range for chicks is a
clover field beside a corn field, or an
orchard, where they can get all the
succulent green feed they can eat
and still have shade as required. Giv-
en those conditions; once the chicks
go upon range they can be reared
with very little labour, dependence
being placed mainly on hopper feed-
ing.
LONDON AND WINGHAM
Wingham
Belgrave
Blyth
Londesboro
Clinton
Brucefield
Kippen
Hensall
Exeter
Exeter
Iiensall
Kippen
South.
North.
Brucefield
Clinton
Londesboro
Blyth
Belgrave
Wingham
Goderich
Clinton
Seaforth
Dublin
Mitchell
Dublin •
Seaforth
Clinton
C. N. R.
East.
West.
Goderich ..
P.M.
1.55
2.11
2.23
2.30
3.08
3.27
3,35
3.41
3.55
A.M.
10.42
t 10.55
11.01
11.09
11.154'
12.10
12.19
12.30
12.50
A.M.. P.M.
6,45 2.30
7.08 3.00
7.22 3.18
7.33 3.31
• 7.42 3.43
11.19
11.34
11.50
12.10
C. P. R. TIME TABLE
East.
9.32
9.45
9,59
10:25
A.M.
Goderich 5.50
Menset 5:55
McGaw 6.04
.Auburn 6.11
Blyth 6.25
Waltotr 6.40
McNaught 6.52
Toronto 10.26`
West.
A.M.
Toronto 7.40
McNaught 11.48
W 12.01.
Blyth 12.12
Auburn 12,23
Me Gaw 12.84
M'ens'et .... 12.41
Goderich
.. .r.; 12.46
t.Ax