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and :'d6 i1.."11de. ,country
'abetw:cen Iteleaaurlenek " _and
10 imell, he fllvve ilia lit. u�a�e
frons • ops yeare to e :otitex, lip and:
•dawn the beach tie'eottyefttgarden
• he worked with 6:•sg,a;.de and a Oak,
•talli n'.gn1y when apo#cen to and mcr-
er 'trpieti g ung' opfl)rff{2XxF of "his Awn.
1141,0a§xaresssd' to ''speak his Mind',
Notwithstandi?rg 00 .12e lived
world, in a cottage 'close to the, ewe
vePt ;?:t:+es, he; was Blore of a•,}'ppluse
the 'any pj the: Sisters.
Cale, when It maet have bowl cur
iosity that U1OYed her, the Reverend
¥ether .asked Oh. what he thought
about from one. Slay to axtothee
,' "One day I'„thinks tis goin' to rain,',
said he, altenhealtea next I'd be won-
derin' what a fool I was ler thinkin'
it,” •
"And ' nothitr', else','' said she. ,
"Alt," said he. Arid left her .more
curioue than ever,
From Satlegormuek to Clonmel it
is close on twelve miles, for the road
after Curraglitae1y winds in ,a tor-
tuous passage through the lonely
passes of the 'Curragh Mountains. To
Curraghkiely, four miles off.; it is as
straight, as .a lathe, and down that
stretch .ef road that 'afternoon there
was never a .tap of l3.afferty's whip
on the, side of the coach, for the .sim-
ple reason that Rafferty himself was
almost asleep and neither knew nor
cared whether there were folks :about
or not.
After five miles of it, an hour's
journey for the. .white mare, there
came a violent tap on the' window
which woke Jam with a jerk in his
box -seat.
"That's Mother Mary .Frances," said
he aloud, and responded at once with
a bang of his whip, • without raising
his eyes .or taking notice of a horse
and a trap a quitter ofa mile fur-
ther along the road.
They had started late upon their
journey, and inside. the • Sisters bad
been begging Mother .Mary Frances
"to tap on'the-•window andsee. *he-
ther Rafferty had forgotten them. The
sun would be settingover the moun-
tains, they . said, and wouldn't it be a
pity to be losin' :the lovelysight of
it. Mother Mary Frances wanted fa
see Who less than they, for the soli-
tary life encourages a love. • of sun.
_God do_ea.aij things for those
-who live in convents, He paints
pictures; and with a sunset uses such
colors as are vivid, with emotion to.
their timid souls.
She waited,. however, until they .had
asked her, each' one in their turn,
then she had looked at Patricia. It
was • a tender consideration for the
one just newly came amongst them
that made her ask if •she would like
the curtains drawn. • '
"I would," said Patricia meekly, and
after that' immediate response of Raf-
ferty's whip, when the golden wealth.
of the sun that was dropping behind
the purple ridges .flooded their cramp-
ed oompartrnent; the' sighs and mur-
murs of the little Sisters -was like the
chorus.. of birds in a cage at feeding -
time. t "
From one to the other, Patricia.
looked at them, w,oering how 'soon
it would be before s e was like them
ail—wondering how many mouths. or.
years must pass. before she shared
with them the beauties, of the sunset
and thinking how many times, she
had sat. alone by the stream that ris-
es in the hill.. of Cronghaun•-watching
the sun going to its rest, when some-
times it had seemed as if it was bid-
ding good -night to • her alone., in- all
the world. "
One tap of Rafferty's whip was the
signal. that the road was clear, two
taps and the 'curtains were speedily
drawn again, at which the little' Sis-
ters would fold their hands in their
laps and all liveliness of expression
would vanish from their faces. You •
would not have thought that even one
of them 'could be so much as wonder-
ing who it was that, was' passing by.
Scarcely a minute had passed that
e:*ening after Rafferty's first tap,
when the double signal they all dread-
ed followed it. With 'the automatic
Precision' of a machine, the curtains
were pulled,the hands 'of the little
.Sisters crossed on their laps, and They
sat once more in the dismal green
darkness, that was •tantalizingto the
more trembling heart of Patricia,
when she thought of the• generous
light of the day outside.
Indeed, the . drive • in that ' convey-
ance, with its drawn 'curtains and its
cramped confinement, was the sev-
erest test to which her trust in her
own vocation could have. been put.
'Used as she was to the open fields
and a barebacked horse to ride on,
nothing the ingenuity of the wisest
Reverend Motber.migbt have thotigi•.t
of codld have been a greater ordeal
to her than this.
All the time since they had started,
she had been thinking ]row much fast-
er she would have been able to make
that white mare move; moreover,
thirking it persistently,, in' order to
silence the memories that were knock-
ing eagerly at the door of hor mind.
There was one memory; however, she
could not keep back, the creaking of
the springs had it in -their note, the
bumping of the wheels cried it aloud,
and the falling of the white mare's
hoofs on the metal. of the road beat
it with their ceaseless hammering in-
to .her 'brain•.
"All right—all right—all right!"
This was the refrain of them all.
Concentrate as she might with all the
force of her 'will upon. the pace' of
the old white mare, these words of
Charles Stuart's the nightbefore, no
less than the • strange tone in which
he had, said .them, were everywhere
In the sounds about her.
"All right—all right—all right!";—
so the old conveyance went bumping
along the road, When the-ielfnfis were
,pulled again she began wondering
whether the. sounds of the springs,
the haramering of the, horse's hoofs,
were beating memorteh tato the ears
of those silent Sisters..sittrng opposite
to her, Suddenly, .then, there was the
sharp sound of a malt's voice qutside,
and with a jerk the eonteyance came
tel a.. standstill.
For a morhent or sO the little Sis-
ters sat there in silence,. a thousand
telestioxis. glageing franc 'Otte to the.
ther tinder the lashek of their, eyes:
or this was against all the strictest
ke4l ktxd re&'mations,.,;thptg-Tlotfiert5ri
stoic stag ta.iking tie anyone sn the
(Continued from last, week)
Here was the fataiisfar of her race,
' oretl.;x!ul ng all ,the emotion and eon
Bing Of her •sex. She.bent her head,
crossed herself, .arid iuuttered a pray-
, era -that last admission of defeat a
woman makes in the face of the in-
evitable;' 'then, laying a band upon
Patricia's 'shoulder; ohs .shook 'her
gently to her last wakening. in 'that
.room.• .
It was time she was getting—up,
she said, and- could say no •more.
Words - to ,the effect ,that the mare
was already being harnessed' for the
trap came in .a smothered gurgle
from her, lips, and 'she burst into'
tears 'and ran headlong from ,the
room.
To everyone's amazetnent—•perhaps'
'to:Patrician most of all—John Des-
mo>4d that morning was in the best of
spirits.
"Aren't. ye goin' on as if ye'd never
goo her again!" said he, when • one
after another, the girls oaught her in
their arms. "Shure, won't we all be
goin' to look at her in Ciaamei a.week
from this day. For the Lord's sake,
let her get up here beside me. We
shall be late for that bevy of nuns,
waitin' there in Rathgormuck, as it is."
They left a cluster of women stand-
lag on the steps, all snivelling and
with pocket handkerchiefs in their
hands, and • the' only one amongst
them...who-;was.-net crying- was .'Mrs.
Slattery. Something in the high spir-
its of John Desmond had become a
sudden astringent to her tears. She
felt in his manner the premonition .of
something about to happen; and, was,
caught in a wonder of what it might
be. For with all the drink he had
--••- tak-en-ttbe- light-.=before,etog_er with,.
the depression of Patricia* departure
she had expected to find hitt with
curses thick on his lips for everyone.
Instead of that, there was a smile in
his eyes and a joke for them all,
wherefore, .shrewd in her knowledge
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of him after all these years, she told
herself the day wag' not over yet.
Beak she went into the 'house when
the trap had passed out of sight,•and
to •the .amazement of all those whim-
pering girls, they found her singing
in the kitchen.
Passing out of Portlaw, there was
Father Casey at his' gate to give her
his blessing. John' Desmond watch-"
ed the trembling of her lips while she
spoke to him.
"Ah, now that she's braced up her
mind to ut, said he, with a cheer-
fulness that made Patricia,' no less
than Father Casey, look their surprise
at him—"now that. she's braced her
mind to ut, 'tis a grand life is comm•'
to her, Shure:• isn't. ut a fine thing"
for a woman to be sittin' one day af-
ter anoth'er in a quiet, place, the way
she'd have time to -be sayin' her pray-
ers and she meditatin' on the future
of her soul? -It is indeed.. Yirra,
hasn't this pore child been goin' to
the house from mornin' till night on
her two feet sbtandin', and she help-
in' •Mrs. •Slattery to make the beds
and cpok the food and keep the place
itself, and she no time 'even to be
ridin' a horse across the fields, let
alone say her prayers till -the fall of
night whin' the lege us be droppin'
off'her., Oh, 'tis a grand life, I'm say -
in',.. and great honor _,for anny girrl
would be gettin' a true vocation."
Father Casey looked from one to
the other, at the light of cheerful-
ness in the eyes or John Desmond,
ted:trembling lip of Patricia, wholiltened an -silence to. all...her .father.
said. '
It was not quite the way: he would
have painted the glorious prospect of
the holy life himself. FoIIy it was
indeed for a young girl to.. think that
no sacrifice was needed or that she
was making an ,exchange: attached to
.w:hieh_there_could be no faint echo of
regret. Even that danee the Thigh
before—and deeply had he deprecat-
ed the proposal of it—must leave -in
her mind some inevitable moments of
comparison when once she. was • en-
tered into . • the quiet sanctity • of the
convent walls:. At that .age no girl's
vocation could be so,deeply'rooted in
her soil as toe exterminate . els the
fascinations. of life in the days of her
youth. . •
„" 'Twill not the .all so 'easy 'as She
thinks," said he • shrewdly; and put on
his •glasses as • he .said it, looking
many of the ..things it beet were left
unsaid. ' For swiftly it. bad come into'
his mind, as ' he watched her • tremb-
ling: lip, that 'much of the, romance
might be taken from her if she
thought there were no sacrifice at
all. `,'She'll find it a bit IoneIy at
first," he added. '
• "Lonely!" exclaimed John Desmond
'shute,- wori't:rte 'b'e^'`seett' hoz `-for
a few minutes, maybe, once a
month?" •
"Ye won't see her often during her
probation," .replied Father Casey, still
watching her face :with `ts features
•pinched in, a set determination. He
was' trying to say 'things for the best
and, little as he could understand it,
every word he ,uttered seemed•• to be
wrong. John Desmond made it wrong
yet apparently, his intentions were
no less to help her bear the pain Of
this moment' of departure. Still, the
l;ttle priest believed firmly in the re-
ality of her vocation. "But shure, she
knows all •tha.t," said he; with a new
and more cheerful intonation. "She
knocks 'well enough 'tis a life of re-
treat. • she's going into. Faith, I
wouldn't' ,let her go if I didn't think
she did."
From her .high seat • beside- her
father, Patricia smiled down at Aha
little priest for that. It was a small•,
sad smile, but. full of thankfulness.
He had brought the vivid conscious-
ness of her ' vocation back to her
heart.. Nothing •b'ut the 'contempt 'of
God and -of all those who had known
her calling would*
fall upon her if rbe
were to fail in • that eleveptb hour.
She was full of gratitede to Fattier
Casey, for appreciating that Moment
of her weakness. • She knew she b.ad
been weak. She knew 'hes lip wee.
trembling. But now her spirits rose
to the • old Patricia. • She flung her
head back -it kept the tears Prom
falling out' of her eyes --and she' de-
clared' site knew' as, well an any what
was expected of her. •
•"1'nt no child," she. cried, "I know
what •I'm givirf' up."
"And 'tis not only 'what ye're givin'
up," cried John Desmond back at her
painting the prospect in its brightest
colors to give her further strength—
"begor; 'tis what ye're gainin', child! •
'Tis few. women have the strength of
'mind to take the solitary contempla-
tion of the holy life. Now that it's
come to the • p'int .of partin'••••with ye
and the whole thing is inevitable,
amn't I glad for., the honor of ut? I
ani indeed. There's Sophie and those
other girrls will be niarryin',•. maybe,
and. they havin' the torment "f chil-
dren at their knees, while this child
'11 be able to be sittin' by herself, or
with a few nice -creatures of nuns by
the side of her, and they with their
bands . quiet on their laps, the way
t!lere'dv:be no children callin' 'Mother'
to 'em 'and distractin' their minds
from the thoughts of their nwn souls.
Oh, ',glory be to God, "tis a fine life!
Wouldn't I have gone into a Monas-
tery meself, if I hadn't been wan of
them worldly divyles, likes his bomb
and his -faintly and his dibp of the
di''Rik? . I would so: ` 'Tis Tittle hope
,of salvation there'll' be for rhe, I'ni
thinkin'." •
With that he.. whipped up the mare.
She leapt forward- on to the road to•
jtathgortnuck, and there stood'Father•
Casey at his gate, shading this eyes
.with his hard and looking after theitq,
wondering What It was about tush,
1 esrdond that • made••it 'seetee• to .rill n:
the Lord: Almighty had 'never inter
veil hftkr to be damned. •
1'or ten minutes they drove in 'silo
elide, and then of 'an iinpulse,.:.g1antir x
inn; at her on. of the .Corner Otitis
eyes, John Desmond handed Patricia
the reins. • ,
"Take' these a ,bit ', said be quiet-
ly, ."'tis the' last chance of..a drive
ye'11 have, maybe. They $won't let, ye
have the drivin' 'of their old horse,
thinkin', and • 'tis a 'pore boast is
thirty, years old, if they did;"
He noticed her hands on the reins.
Fragile, but like his, they were made
to handle a fractious beast andr'break
the spirit in him. His eyes moved up-
wards to her face, and there was'the
sunlight glistening in a tear .that was
dragging its way down her • cheek.
IX
THE SWORD OF TRE PiONCD
There were Mother Mary Frances,
Sister Mary ConceptioneeSister Mary
atilda,. Sister Mary Joseph and Sig-
ner Mary Louise, and three of them
sat on one .aide of the convent con-
veyance and two on the ether, with
Patricia in between.
What coach -builder in his senses
bad ever 'built ..i tat vehicle and how
long it had been made;- it would have
been difficult to say. On foul. wheels
it ran, or would have run, if any beast
other than the white : horse had been
between the shafts. •The front wheels
were about half the size of those et
the back, which gave it the. precipi-
tous appearance of falling forward to
the horse's legs. Like the blunted keel
of-. an...old-:boat;. there., ran., a well Zia
along the bottom, and except for 'this.
excresence, in outline it was no n'.ore
than a• long box, with a doer at one
end and tw'b little windows, each the
sike•'of a man's head, at the other. An
oblong panel' at The top of the doer
was also fitted with , glass, and over
]fieri; _the`on1T apertures. -in that 'aria
'son of a conveyance, • there were
stretched en thin, iron rods, curtains
of some flimsy green material. There
the little Sisters sat, with their plain -
shod 'feet in the well of that vehie.le
whenever there''was a journey to be
done—there they sat in their semi-
darkness of dismal green.
Never were the curtainspulled, ex-
cept on •a lonely road, when- a tap of
Rafferty's whip on • the side • Ivas un-
tended to convey the 'information. that
tat 'ore • was .in sight. • .
They were pulled quickly•' -enough,
then, • and many were the' little 'Sis-
ters 'whose hearts had lifted to a
brighter measure with the white day-
light that flooded. in, acrd many were
the pairs of eyes that .had, peered
through those tiny window's --upon the
world ,:toiling so slowly by as the
wheels rumbled •and bumped beneath
their feet.
Rafferty was the character in that
company, for, as the years go by be-
hind convent walls all Sisters become
the same. So long have they 'shared
in common the convent's possession,
even down teethe pair, of scissors they
brought with them , for their sewing.
when they. left the world, that their
natures have, become woven into_one
plain nhatern, like a flight of old steps
'toe countless passing feet have worn
into the hollow tread. Character in a
nun peeps out as seldom as the lit-
tle wisp of hair • that sometimes es
capes the bondage of the stiff linen
coif. It is by their names you know
them, and when a glimpse 'of charac-
tee is to be seen, you may be sure
the Sister in • whome it appears is
young to her vows..
When God accepts . the offerings o>?
these gentle Creatures, He takes their
body and soul and character and al!,
and puta them into that .box which'
contains His angels that, are to be;
Where :they rub together like pebbles
in 'a stream, untll •after •a time there
is scarce a speck to choose between
them. Those of them woo, despite all
this, stili keep their corners become
Reverend Mothers -.- the round ones
are Sisters till they die.
So it happened that Rafferty indeed
was the character in that company.
He was gardener and 'coachman — in
fact, was man in general about the
place. To obtain such a post as thkt
in a convent establishment requires
certain. qualifications,which only a
few are able to declare. Rafferty with
honesty declared them all; He was,
crippled with rheumatism, wholly deaf
in one ear and partly in the other.
There was a cast in his ,left eye:; be
did not smoke and had never 'touched
a drop of alcohol in his life.
A. knowledge of horses argues at
some age or another a certain lassi-
tude towards the normal obligations.
John Desmond, for instance, was no
,saint: But of even a -knowledge .of
horses Rafferty bad none, and the
white mare scarcely needed It.' She
pulled the convent conveyance what-
ever way the harness was put ori, and
after a year or- two in the service of.
the nuns, Rafferty ealih""ti find the'
Lest way of contriving it. which was
no doubt the right way if the truth
Were -known.
He had never been married, and at'
the time that Patricia made her jour-
ney from Rathgormuck,• to C'Itsnmel
was sixty-three years of lege, and old-
er to look at by reason of his. aches
and pains.
"Shure, I niver want to have nothin"
to do with the women," he was known
to have said, in his almost falsetto
volee, wherefore it seemed like the
visitation of'Fate that he vfae em-'
pleated by the 14.'everend Mother and
Father Mctgrnack, the convent ehap-
lithe, til- fulfil .the duties of outdoor`
Servant to an'mu
Cotutity of naffs.
'toe
ntrol rSta "t
Tr,i� ebatlon . Pt•o 4.ern a 11sh of
i' A eeePiamation ,lA1Alienaerning Butch-
ere."
)ated this.' a .of Marelt of rein. 9!
King' 40Fir'y the VIS. '
'FForain:APe i as the :.'Ansa Maieaty'
as. • credible, advertised and .ntormed,
.that beeves., arint:tons and-veais• are
likely -be -be more scarce and dear now,
roadside, Mother Mary Frances tap-
Ped";peretnpto?'ily, on the...glass of the
window, and when this bead' ma effeet.
'she peeped out through' a. chink is
the ctri'taitts, when the little Sisters
and, even, ;i:'atricia' hbl a. their'teeth-
'It's a than is standin' there talk-
in'!" ' she exclaimed. "Tim. Rafferty^
will Joie his job for this."
A. white longer they sat and listen -
'ed, and now with the voices that were
raised to "a ,higher pitch, they heard
Rafferty on his falsetto note declare
ing afar it was as much as, his place
was weft]] to ,get down and be talking
to the Sisters in there while they'd
be standin'•on the high road:
"Weal, either you must do that,"
said another, and a deeper voice, "or
I''must go and open the door myself.
C'piiue"on! Get.down off your box! It's
no good behaving like an el'd woman,
if you've got to talk like one. I'm not
here to frighten . the Sisters, and I'm
not here here to waste time. Come on!
DOW you get!"
At the sound of that voice, the
breath hi Patricia's throat was brok-
en, with a gasp. With the cessation
of 'movement those two repeating
words hadceased their' ,hammering
in her itrain,,,to come in that moment;
it seemed, to their fulfilment. For now
with a sudden tbursting .of . Iight, she
felt she knew wbat he had meant. :
The next. -instant, Rafferty was
standing at the opendoor; and one
and all they were peering out on to,
the road and every heart was thump-
ing under those blackcloth gowns.
"If ye plaise, Mother Frances," said
he, "there's a man is shtandin' on
the road with a. thrap and horse he
has, and he• sayinr he's come to fetch
the young Tally' is come from 'Portia*•
this afternoon."
Patricia's cheeks were not scarlet,
they were white, as white as the coifs
and . gimps' of the little Sisters all
about her. 'It was 'the cheeks of.
Mother Mary Frances that burnt to
a .dull crimson, and for quite e while;
vcith:`the anger that overwhelmed her
,it was impos refs bT %r'"her-to:-reel-ye-.-
"What—what does he want her
for?" she demanded.
"Shure, he didn't say. 'I'm takin'
her away in the thrall,' says he, and
that's all. Faith, he's got a determin-
ed way with him. I don't like the
looks of him at all. I've niver had
anything to do- with women all me
life and I've had less to do with men.
I don't like the. look of 'him at all."
"Tell him — , tell him," spluttered
Mother Frances, "that he •had better
come and tell me, what he wants." •
(Continued Next Week)
•
against this holy l4pie of Easter than
in 'other 'seasons of the year, by area
Sbn ' of the ,charges- of keeping such
cattle with hay and other.. stover in
the winter; by,eeoasion whereof the
butchers and other(s) that shalt hell
such. beeves, muttons and veals by
weight cannot buy them... of the• breed'
ers, brokers, farmers, drovers, own-
ers,
wners, and feeders of such'cattle at such°.
reasonable ,prices in groas as .they
may pelt • /.the same again by weight.
by retail at such prices as are limit-
ed in the act made for selling of ;flesh
by weight; unless it shouldbe to their:
utter loss and undoing: His Highness•:
therefore 'willing that the same but-
chers and others) selling flesh by
retail for the time hereafter 'limited
in this proelamation should be so con-
veniently provided for in the premises.
as they should not have any cause
reasonably to forebear their .provi-
sions for such victuals) to be sold
at retail against this holy time of
Easter for relief and succor" of his
subjects inas ample manner as here-
tofore have been accustotned; Is
therefore contented and pleased that,
from henceforth until the 23rd day of
June next coming, butchers and all•
other(s) that shall sell flesh of the
kinds aforesaid by weight by retail
shall and may sell from tithe to time,
unto the said 23rd day of June next
coming, every pound of beef good and
wholesome' for man'sbody fora hal'f-
'penny and one half -farthing dnd no
more: And every :pound' dfmutton
for three farthings Only and no more: it
And every poundof veal for a half-
penny
alfpenny and half farthing and no more.
The said act of provision heretofore
had •and `made for welling flesh by
weight by retail, or anything therein
contained, to the contrary hereof not
withstandin----
Provided always that no butcher or
other(s) shall kill any calves to. sell
by retail for the terni of two years
ensuing, from the first day of Janu-
ary last, upon the pains .,limited in
the act made 'for killing of calves,
this proelametion notwithstanding:
And his Highness hath ordained that
if any butcher .or other(s) . selling by
retail de sell any of the kiinds of vic-
tual(s)' aforesaid otherwise than by`;
weight or at any prices than is afore
limited or refuse to sell according to
thia-prooianrati•on,:then e
or 9t1.4e a)_ so 0fehd'.
in
load, Mid: terfert dXt nue
pellalties find also;;, lee `
Wage , as is c,604.1 red a ,.
the • act made her the rer,. $a
proeiaMetion Pr'-amy WPO .not le
And • furthermore' the,• King's
Hess• straightly +haageth 'ad o
mandet'h .all and-O'ery..(_ane
said breeders, .broics1u, , dhovers, ,1
ers, farmers and pwners, of sued.
tle .that they and every One) of, tl}etTb
furnish the Eales and ,maditets w th'
such fat cattle as they.. have to. 'e, ll
front, time to time in. as large' •and:,
ample. a manner as: hath been, the,
custom And. to sell their said.'e+t
tle :at such reasonable prices •as3,',
said butchers or uch othhr(s) a e)*
retail the same again by weight miry
utter and, sell the seine to his latetaig
subjects at such prices as .are above
limited, as they will avoid big Graee'a
high displeasure 'and answer to the ;•
same at their uttermost _'perils,' •
And that after 'the said 23rd day
of June, the - •said ,butchers: Mrd
other(s) -sealing flesh 'by, retail shall
from henceforth sell by weight .by
retail according to the prices limtted
in the same act made and- prOvidedi
for the same upon the pains and peza: '
alties contained in the said act with-
out, any .abstinence or redress to be
had thereof after. the said 23rd day.
Wherefore the King's Highness..
-straightly' chargeth and commandeth ' •.:
all the singnlar, mayors, -justices..-of :.... .
peace, sheriffs, • bailiffs, constables,
'and other his officers and faithful cub'
jests to whom itshall or in any n.n-
ner or Wise appertain that they and
every (one) •cause• this his ,proclama-`
tion to be put in .due and effectual
execution according to the tenor
._thereof AA .hew will answer to his
Highness at their uttermost perils.
Thomas Berthiet authorized • to sign
same with privilege of the ging.
"God Saae the King" "a"
Note. -The first Price Control Chief
was the Roman Emperor Diocletian.
• In the year 301 he, .put price . ceilings
on -all commodities and froze wages. •
The .price of eggs, 5c Per dozen;
butter, 8e . per pound; haircut, 4/5 or
a cent; wages were frozen at lie.' per
day. Slack marketer's were to be;put
to :death. ' .
That Never Come Back
Every once in a while you hear a man or woman)
remark: "Just see what I got in the city! Isn't it -
-. lovely? And you see hw `much I saved !"
For shame!
•
You who buy clothing, things to eat and wear, art-
icles for hoe adornment and comfort—did you
*ever stop to think what "end' of the rope" you are
pulling when you spend your money out of -town?
Bad pennies are these.
They never comae back to show proof of the good
for which they,were minted—so far .as we are con-
cerned --we people of SEAFORTH and 'vieinity.
Also, do you ever stop to think of the'extra cost of
the things you buy outside of SEAFORTH, such as
the express or freight charges or your own per-
sonal transportation fares? ' Then there's doubtful
value, possible loss or injury to merchandise so
bought—things to be considered,, if you're wise.
Our home merchant carries the load for us, and he
should have your support to the last penny spent
for no matter wt*
For those pennies are the pennies that come back'
and in inestimable figures --they circulate, create
business, add wealth, work and health to your own
community.
Remember—it's the pennies that come back that '
count!
e Huron Ex
Established 1860
MeLEAN BROS., Publish
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