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THE WINGHAM-ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, January 21, 1937
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‘‘ELLEN GETS HER
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FIRST INSTALMENT
It was spring in the Three River
Country. Over night almost, it seem
ed, the gentler season had come.
Even the great, moiling Athabasca
River had softened its voice. When
it first broke the ice-ribbed barriers
of winter it had howled, and groaned
and roared with release of pent-up
power, crashing and pounding at the
shuddering ice floes. But now, the
initial battle over with, it had lowered
its voice to a crooning, lisping mur
mur, its coppery flood sliding swift
ly away to the northward, where,
thousands of miles distant, those wa
ters would finally rendezvous with
the silent Arctic sea.
John Benham-, bent over the intri
cacies of a splice in a mooring line,
whistled as he worked. Surging in
the depths of his great chest was a
Wild, haunting happiness ,which al
ways came to him when the far, dim
trails were open and beckoning. His
'■-face, bent eagerly to his work, was
.lean and brown, with brow, nose, lips
•and chin cleanly and strongly carven,.
His eyes, deepset, steady and spark
ling grey, were flawless in their clar
ity. His heavy flannel shirt citing to
wide, sloping shoulders and opened
-at the front to disclose a bronzed,
pillar-like throat. His hands, weaving
cunningly at the hemp, were big,
strong and nimble. The tremendous
virility of the man seemed to glow
from him like some strange and pow
erful current.
Ellen Mackay, standing there on
the crest of the sloping bank, dis
tinctly sensed that current. It almosl
frightened her, yet it seemed also t<
awaken a nameless, responsive thril
which speeded the beat of her hear
and set her pulses throbbing. Am
where she had approached in the firs:
place with a surety that verged al
most on arrogance, she now hesitat
e<l, swakey by a curious timidity.
The man was unconscious of he-
proximity. The song of the river hat.
covered her light-footed approach
His bared head was bent over his
work. Beyond him, about the remain?
of the noon fire, sprawled the sleep
ing forms at his men,-while still far
ther on, five great, loaded freight
scows tugged at twanging mooring
ropes and shifted to and fro
though they also knew the call
spring and were eager to storm
far leagues of the lonely land.
Ellen Mackay coughed, and was
suddenly furious with herself to find
that it had been a most apologetic
cough indeed. The man’s eyes lifted
'with alert swiftness, rested on the
slim figure of the girl for a moment
of startled wonder, then he rose to
his feet with a little surge of power
which rippled over him like the wind
across a .-ea of grass.
“You—you are* John Benham?"
Only by the strongest effort of will
was Ellen able to keep her tone cas
ual and business-like. The impact of
this man’s eyes were almost hypnot
ic. No wonder John Benham, the
free-trader, was such a power among
the fur gatherers of the North.
“Yes,” came the quiet, deep tones.
“I am Benham.”
“I am Ellen Mackay. I have to
leave immediately for Fort Edson. I I was the most unusual experience in
had planned to go with De Soto’s I her life. Why, the man had acted al-
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he went on with his work# though
some of the cheer of his mood had
departed.
When Ellen Mackay
Rat McClatchncy’s
at Athabaska Landing, her anger and
disappointment were easily apparent
to the big, genial storekeeper,
“He—he turned me down-—flat,”
she burst out, “He’s a brute,"
Kindly old Pat nodded commiser-
atingly. “Ay," he mumbled, “Ay lass
—he is a brute—but rather a magnif
icent brute at that, I was afraid.
Now' if ye had gone to him as old
Pat suggested, and used a wee bit of
trickery on him, no doubt he would
have been glad to take ye. ’Twas
1 the fact that ye are Angus Mackay’s
lass that spoiled things, I'll wager.”
“It appeared to be,” admitted El
len- “But I don’t see why that
should have made any difference. If
he and my father have disagreed ov
er something it is no reason why he
should vent his spleen on me. I nev
er saw such a mannerless clod. And
as far as telling him I was someone
else besides my true self—I wouldn’t
think of it, I—I’ll admit it looks like
my last chance to get north, but I
won’t lie, even for that.”
Pat sucked on his malodorous,
black briar for a time in silence.
“Let’s get our heads together, lass,”
he said at last. “I have a wee idea
that may be of value.”
At first Ellen shook her head in
•flat denial at Pat unfolded his scheme
to her. But the more she thought it
over the more the wild daring of the
thing intrigued her. In addition, |
when she had told Pat, -on arriving
at Athagaska Landing ,that it was
imperative that she go north immed
iately to join her father, she had'!
meant every word of it. Old Angus
Mackay was a proud and haughty
man and, knowing him as she dids
Ellen knew that only the direst ne
cessity could have caused him to
write as he had in the letter she had
received from him on the day she
graduated from college, tier father
needed her. Just why, she could on
ly guess ar. But he needed her, and j
the blood of the Mackays had always
been thick and clannish. And that
was why Ellen put aside her own
feelings in the matter and finally
agreed to Pat’s plan.
“I’ll do it,” she said thoughtfully.
“I’ll do it—if you can make the ar
rangements as you suggest.”
There was little in the way of pack
ing for Ellen to do. During her years
at college she had not forgotten that
the north country was a country of
essentials, not frills. A suitcase and
a small trunk was all the baggage
she had brought, and if it became
necessary, she was ready to discard
the trunk. So she soon had things
in shape, then stretched out for a lit
tle rest on the blankets of her bunk.
At first the tumult of her thoughts
made even a hint of sleep impossible.
She heard old Pat clumping about in
the store, and after a bit came the
rumble of his voice as he talked for
a time with someone. Ellen’s thoughts
soon came back to John Benham.
Her mind was made up to the fact,
that she disliked him thoroughly. But
when she endeavoured to isolate the
reason for this she failed to get very
far. In spite of the unreasonable ran
cour she felt,, she had to admit, in
all fairness, that her charge of rude
ness on his part was not correct. She
had asked him a question and he had
given her a straightforward answer.
That it had not been the answer she
had desired and expected did not con
stitute rudeness. His words and man
ner had been respectful, but none the
less adamant. And it was this latter
fact, though Ellen hardly realized it,
which had aroused her.
A masterful man. Ugh! How she
loathed masterful men. With a little
throb of consternation she remember
ed that simply by glancing at her he
had shattered her self-aplomb in a
most disturbing manner.
And so John Benham and her fa
ther were at loggerheads. Very well,
if Angus Mackay hated this free trad
er, then Angus Mackay’s daughter
would hate him also. She settled this
fact in her mind with a clack of her
little white teeth. She felt she could
trust her father’s judgment in such a
matter. She wondered again just
what the issue was between her fath
er and John Benham, She mused ov
er this to doze and soon fell asleep.
It was dark when she awoke. Pat
McClatchney was shaking her gent
ly by the shoulder.
“Come, lass," the old fellow mur
mured. “Pierre Buschard is here. He
would talk with you,"
Ellen followed Pqt into the store,
now .dimly lit by the yellow beams
of a lamp. Standing just kt the edge
of the glow was a huge dark figure
of a man. As
stranged tugged
cap and stood
two great paws.
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I was delayed at Ed-
De Soto has gone on
Pat McClatchney tells
leave in the morning.
i brigade,
I monton
without
1 me that
I If you will give me passage to Fort
Edson I will see that you are well
I paid for your trouble.”
For a moment Benham'did not an
swer. His eyes rested steadily on the
girl ,unwaveringly, startlingly clear.
Yet he did not look at her as other
men had looked. His gaze was spec
ulative, not personal—thoughtful, not
amorous.
l’hesently he spoke. “You are El
len Mackay. Then your father is An
gus Mackay, Hudson Bay factor at
Fort Edson?"
“Yes. Angus Mackay is my fa
ther."
A queer, hard light grew into be
ing in Benham’s eyes and he shook
his head slowly. “I’m afraid that
makes your request impossible, Miss,”
Ellen stiffened, spots of color glow
ing on her smooth cheeks. “I—I do
not understand."
Benham looked at her curiously.
“This is your first season in the
but
and
me.
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most like a churl. His flat refusal
was stunning with its impact, the
more so because it had been so un*
'expected. For,, during the past four
years, men had vied with one anoth
er to jump to Ellen Mackay’s bidding.
They had gloried in acceding to her
slightest request. Her four years at
college in Winnipeg had been one
long reign over all things masculine.
Unconsciously this adulation had
spoiled her. She knew no other law
but that of her own personal whim,
Men, apparently, were just automat- I
ons made to be commanded. Yet, this
man, this big, virile, savage had flat
ly denied her. Ellen’s imperious head
lifted, her rounded little chine stif
fened, and she turned on her heel and
walked away.
Unknown to her, John Benham
watched her departure. A look of re
gret clouded his face, and there was
grudging admiration mingled with
that regret, It would be a cold man
indeed who could not admire Ellen
Mackay, and John Benham was
cold.
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3enham shook his head, slowly, “I’m afraid that makes your request im
possible, Miss.”
as
of
the
north for some time, isn’t it?” he
ask'ed.
“Y—-yes. I’ve been to school at
Winnipeg.”
“Then it is natural that you would
not understand. Should you go north
with my brigade your ,father would
disown you. For I am Benham, a
free trader—the free trader in your
father’s life. My name is anathema to
him. He hates me unforgivably. He
curses the very thought of my exist
ence. He even . . .” Benham bit off
further words with a click of teeth.
His great chest arched and his fists
clenched to hard, brown knots.
'Strange fires flashed in his eyes. It
was plain that
himself in time
ing into open
dropped to his
his work again.
Miss Mackay,” 1
“But it is impossible.1
For a long moment Ellen stood,
swayed by many emotions, of which
a rising anger was uppermost. This
he 'had just caught
to keep from explod
rage. Suddenly he
knees and bent over
“I’m truly sorry,
he finished quietly.
spoiling the physical birthright of El
len Mackay. She was sturdy, buoy
ant, intensely alive. There was no
sickly, boudoir langour about her
slender and vibrant body. Her stride
was free, natural and full of grace.
She did not slouch. She stood erect,
proudly so, and the rich colour in her
smooth, olive cheeks had been placed
there by a benevolent nature, not by
the chemistry of man. Her features
were lovely in their regularity and as
cleanly etched as a pine ridge against
the sunset. Her eyes were level, dark
and aglow with the joy and mastery
of life. And her hair was truly her
crowning glory, a rich blue-black
cloud of crisp curls.
The thoughts of such a girl as this
sitting by his side during the long
brisk days and mysterious nights of
the river voyage ahead, stirred John
Benham deeply. But only for a mo
ment did such truant thoughts stay
with him. With a hardening of his
jaw and a shrug of his shoulders he
discarded them. She was the daugh
ter of Angus Mackay, which, in John
Benham’s eyes, seemed a damning
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Jacqueline Jean Benson, weighed
exactly 12 ounces at birth, earning
the title of the world’s smallest baby.
Here we see her celebrating her first
birthday with her parents, Mr. and | pounds less than the average for
Mrs, Lester Benson, in their home in
Chicago. Jacqueline now weighs 16
pounds and 14 ounces, just three
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THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON
TWO MIRACLES OF MERCY.
Sunday, Jan. 24 — John 5:29; 6:
8-15.
Golden Text:
The> Same work that ,1 do, bear
witness of me, that the Father hath
sent me (John 5:36)..
The Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God
and Son of man, can do wholly im
possible things—things, that is, that
are hopelessly impossible to men. He
can work miracles.
He can undo .all the consequences
of sin, and He can break the power
of sin, in a sinner’s life.
He can supply the bodily needs of
men quite apart from the qeustion of
sin; and He can do this in circum
stances . that make the supplying of
such needs impossible—except to God.
As we study the lesson that brings
out these facts, let us remember what
a miracle is. It is not natural,' but
supernatural. It is not God’s use of
some law that men have not yet dis
covered, and that men could -use if
they did discover it. A miracle is an
event that only God can bring to
pass; it is not a wonderful discovery,
such as electricity, telegraph, tele
phone, radio, airplane, ov any triumph
of medical or surgical research or
skill. Men can do all these things;
but men cannot work miracles unless
God Himself, as in the case of cer
tain men in Bible times and since
then, works supernaturally through
them.
At Jerusalem, one day Christ saw
In miniature what God sees as He
looks down upon this world: “A great
multitude of impotent folk, of blind,
halt, withered.” Surely that describes
the spiritual" condition of uncounted
millions living on earth today.
The multitude of miserable people
at Jerusalem were gathered around a
pool, called Bethesda, believing that
one fortunate one among them would
be healed if he could be the first to
step into the water just after it mov
ed or was “troubled” at a certain sea-
• son.
To a man in this wretched, suffer
ing crowd who had been diseased by
sin thirty-eight years, the Lord spoke.
He asked a single question:.- “Wilt
thou be made whole?”
The man answered# in pathetic
helplessness, that lie had no one to
help him into the pool when the wat
er was troubled—some one else al
ways “steppetit down before me.”
Then came the glad and unexpect
ed Word from the Lord—the com
mand of a miracle-working Saviour:
“Rise, take Up thy bed and walk.”
We are not left in suspense aS to
the sequel. “And immediately the
man was made whole, and t$ofc up
Miss his bed, and walked.”
We may be sure that when Christ,
offers to make a man whole and does,
the miracle-work that is needed, the
result is real wholeness.
The man’s bodily healing was-com
plete and instantaneous. In the same
chapter we read that when thje Lord
met this healed 'man a little later in
the temple, He said to hinj: “Behold,'
thou art made whole: sin no more,'
lest a worse thing come unto thee."
And we cannot but believe that the
man received Christ as his Saviour,
and found—as all can do' who will—
that Christ was able to make him
whole in spirit, soul and body, not
only undoing the physical conse
quences of sin, but also breaking its
power. The Apostle Paul’s glad decx
laration of this last miracle is that
“the law of the Spirit of life in Christ
Jesus hath made me free from the
law of sin and death.” (Rom. 8:2).
At another,timq, a great multitude
followed Christ on'the eastern side
of the sea of Gallilee and stayed with
Him through the day (Luke 9:12).
There Were five thousand o’f them,
they were out in the Open country,
and as night drew on they had no
thing to eat. The Lord asked One of
His disciples,' Philip, “Whence shall
we buy bread, that these may eat?"
' Was Christ troubled by the prob
lem? Was He really asking the dis
ciples to help Him in a difficulty?
The next verse tells us: “And this
He said to prove, him: for He Him-
self knew what He would do.” God
always knows the solution of every
problem that comes into our lives, no
matter how hopeless it may seem; we
are safe if we put the whole matter
into His bands.
Andrew told the Lord pf a lad who
was with them and who had “five
barley loaves, and. two small fishes”;
then Andrew added, with good rea
son, “but what are they among so
many?” „
The miracle followed. The Lord
took the loaves and the fishes, gave
thanks to His heavenly Father, “dis
tributed to the disciples, and the dis
ciples to the multitude, and they all
ate and were filled.” When God pro
vides the meal, it is never a scanty
one. Th£re was enough and more
than enough, for the disciples “filled
twelve baskets with the fragments of
.the. five barley loaves which remain
ed over and above unto them that
had eaten.”
With such a Saviour, we have no
thing to fear for time or eternity.
DOCTORS MEET
SALUTE FOR WARRIOR
“How is it you always get your
fees?”
“I always treat mothers-in-law. If
they recover the daughters pay and
if they die the sons treat me hand
somely.”
Home from the Spanish civil war, he arrived in New York on the S.S.
Bert Costa, ace aviator, got this sal- Paris.
ute from his daughter, Bertina, when
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