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The Exeter Times, 1923-4-19, Page 2Paa sakkasakseakteasseast OVRIL !n the oue Bovril revents that Sinking 'Peeling., BY KATHARINE SUSANNAH PIUCHARD Copyright by Hodder and Stoughton. CHAPTER atLIV.—(Cont'd.) While Conal was there' he would dominate, convert him into the shak- ing, shrieking thing McNab became when the fear of violence or a violent death, took possession of hixne but afterwards, when Conal was goner his brain would get to work—that cun- ning brain of his, quickened by 4 sense, of his injuries Ind his splut- tering, passionate fear and hate of the man who had humiliated and thwarted.lihn. Deirdre wondered how it woad fare with Conal then, wheth- er McNab would outwit him. He would try. He was made that way-- MeNab--to scheme out of holes and corners. 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When Steve came shambling into the yard, blinking at the sunlight, she teld, hint that Conal had returned and that he had gone down to the Black Bull, but would be back by the even- ing. !windows telt], Deirdre that Steve had lighted up, He came to the door. Torial's late, Deirdre?" he called. "Yee," she aendied. She stood there quite still staring dowa the road. "Wliat do you think can have kept him?" • He exclaimed all the morning about Goners corning, and had a thousand questions to ask. Where had Coma been? What had he been doing? Why was it he had one off the way he did without saying a word to anybody? All of which Deirdre aad not thought to ask. But they talked about Conal all the morning. Steve came in from cutting ferns for the cow -shed to ask if was going to stay long. What was he going to do? Was he going up to. the trial? Had she toad lunl what McNab had said to them? Deirdre wanted 'to be very busy all' day so ,that the time would not seem long till Conal returned. Steve with his questions made a little current of , joyous excitement. Ordinarily the days were very still and empty. She swept and dusted, cooked their food, washed the dishes and sewed, with latterly only anxious thoughts to occupy her mind. "How is he lookint—Conal?" Steve asked, coning to the door when she was beating cream into butter in a delf bov,-1. He had come in as the idea for a new question occurred to him. "Oh, well," she said, "but he'd been riding hard and was tired out. I think he's a bit thinner than he used to be, and he was awfully hungry." "You gave him a drop of grog?" he asked, anxiously. Deirdre nodded. "He was wet through. I thought he'd have his death of cold to -day." "But he was all right this morn - "Oh, yes." "Where did he come from?" She shook her head. "Hadn't you better finish laying clown the ferns," she said. "He may! be back sooner than we think—and. then you'll want to talk to him." "Oh, yes!" He shnffied out of doors A moment later he put ,his head in the window. His shabby, drooping hat was outlined against the blank of sunshine. His face looked in at her under the shadow of his het, bright with a question. "What did he go to the Wirree for, Deirdre?". "Oh!" She hesitated. "He wanted to see McNab." eaegy Steve chewed the cud of a wonder- ing thought. "Why did he want to. see McNab, Deirdre?" "He'll tell you when he comes," she said: The bare kitchen had the musky, warm smell of newly -baked bread and of curdy, sweet buttermilk by the afternoon.. Deirdre had' made bread and new butter for Conal. .She had prepared a good meal for him when he came home in the evening. After she had' scrubbed the wooden table until it was of a weathered whiteness, and redded the bricks round the hearth, she looked about for other household tasks to work at so that the day would seem shorter. It was late in the afternoon when she brushed ,her hair, twisted it. up anew, put on a fresh frock, and sat down to sew until Conal came. Steve went out to the road every no and then to see if there were any signs of him. Deirdre glanced at the shadows the trees cast. She dared not expect Conal before sunset. Her needle flew in and out of a piece of stiff unbleach- ed linen Mrs. Cameron had given her some time ago. She thought of her when she was afraid to think of! Conal and what was happening in Wirreeford. The sun sank behind the distant line of hills, and the jackasses on the high! branches of a tree by the road laughed! their good -night -to the sun. She could not reetrain her impatience any long-' era and went to the road. Her eyes strained to see Conal and his bay hoese, forgirig out a the gloom that was beginning to gather amongst the trees, hanging inyeterious, impalpable veils across: the ends of the tack where the trees met over it, and it dwindled into a wavering thread. She lay down by the roadside, and pressed her ear to the earth to listen for the sound of hoof -beats, but only the orest murmurs came to her, the moan of the wind in the valleys, the leafy murmur of the trees, the creak- ! ing of broken and swaying 'branchee,I the faint calling of birds, all confused! and mingled a vague waVe of sound. The elasses in the misty depths of the hills drifted across the quiet evening air. The cows had gathered against the pad- dock fence and were lowing plMative- IY for the evening milking. Deiedre drove them into the yard and milked: When she had taken the pails indoors, she went again to the road, gazed down into the darkness that had now gathered over the track, erai listened for the rapid boat of hooaeo the x;old. g minor of iglit in the shanty Steve had come out and was stand- ing beside her. Her face was very wan to his o eyes; her dark hair blew in tendrils about—it,o "qn't knoW1" She saw the anxiety start in his eyes. ag‘a(oin.a, all right!" She took his arm and they went towards the house "He'll be having a game of cards with the boys. It's too soon'to expect him that's all. We'll go in and have supper." Shespread the table and put out the hot dinner she had- made or Conal. Steve's hunger increased at the savory smell of it, and because it was later than they usually had their meal, he ate steadily and with ready relish. Deirdre sat down at the table with him. "Aren't you going to have any- thing?" he asked when he saw that she was not eating. "I'll wait for Conal," she said. Stove dozed in his chair after- wards. The night that closed in on the forest was of a soft, thick dark- ness. Deirdre stood in the doorway looking out into it. far a while, Net a star hung its silver lamp over the hills. The wind crept withslow, un- certain breatbs about the shanty. She shut the door. She carried her work -basket, with the socks that she had been mending the night before, to the table. But she could not work; her hands would not stir, She sat listening, listening, listening. Steve had taken out his pipe and sucked it, nodding in his 'chair by the fire. His teeth relaxed their grip as he dozed; the pipe fell on the floor. Deirdre started to her feet as the sound broke the stillness. It wakened him too. He stared stupidly about him with sleep -dazed eyes. "What's that?" he asked. ,"Has Conal come yet?" "No," she said, pielcingilip the pipe. "Perhaps you'd better not wait up for him." "Yes! Yes!" he muttered testily. "Of course I'll wait." He sank back into his chair and presently was sleeping again. Deirdre went back to the table and sat there staring before her, listening fixedly. Hour after hour went by. A quick breath crossed her lips; she ran to the door and threw it open. A gust of wind rushed into the room and it brought the sound of a horsd-on the road. She £lammed the door and went back- to the hearth, raked the embers and pulled back the log so that it fell with a shower of" sparks and the flames leapt up over the new wood. She moved thenpots with Con - al's dinner in them nearer the fire, The Toronto :Hospital for ,Tnour- ables,' in affiliation watt Bellevue and Anted ilioapitals, Now York qty, offers a. three rear,s' Course of TraM- ing to young women, having the. re- ; M.1.1red education, and desirous of be - 'coming nurses,- This Hospital has • adopted the oight-nour system,. ...1.110. pupils 'reeeive'.-unitoruis of the Sehool, a monthly allowance and travelling " expenses to and f rem New York. For futater information apply to the and opening the door again, stood by it waiting. Ginger swung round the corner, and Canal on her. I -Ie was riding low, huddled against her neck. The way he dropped from the saddle drove the breath from Deirdre's body. He threw out his arms and stagger- ed forward. He would have fallen if she had -not Neal. there to hold him. She dragged him indoors leaning against her. `tSteve—Steve!" she called. The old man was beside her in an instant. Conal had fallen, his legs crumpling up under him. There was a stain of blood on his clothes. Deirdre tore them from the place where the blood welled. She put the brandy Steve brought to Conal's lips, mad sent Steve for water and rags, telling' him where to find the soft scraps she kept together for burns or cuts. "It's like the wound Davey had," Steve cried, when he saw the way the flesh was plowed.up on Conal's breast, "only nearer the. heart." Conal moaned as the cold water struck him. A damp sweat lay on his "It's all up—I'm done for," he mut- tered. "Give rne—your hand, Deirdre —never—never thought I'd reach you —bat I couldn't die—there—in the dark—down by the creek." His voice failed. "Don't try to talk, Conal dear," she begged. "You'll be all right if you keep quiet ---lie still—Davey was." But there was a greyness -about Conal's face, a dimness that Davey's had not had. "Davey?" he muttered. "Davey—" His eyes opened; they. were the wild, bright eyes, reckless and chal- lenging, of Fighting. Conal. "You—believe----I shot Davey?" Deirdre bent over him, her breath corning sobbingly. "I don't be- lieve it now, Conal: The seine hands that did this to you—did it to Davey; too " "A damn', whispering slug in the dark!"he gasped. "It was by the era- afert over by the creek too—from the Cover of the trees— And I know whose hand it wasa-I saar the slinking hound. By God—why did I let him off? Why did I think I'd got him tight enough." (To be continued.) Mirtard's LinimentAur Corns and Warts didn't mice my ehanee I'll tell the world! I jest hinted that I had had three other positions offered me,", "0 Meta, you didn't!" Martha ex-, claimed. "0 Martha I did!" Meta mimicked angrily, "Why not, Miss Last Cen- tury? You've got to do your own pushing if you want to get anywhere, I've never discovered that anybody was standing round waiting t,o do it for rne! It strikes me it works pretty well" Meta's glaace swept from her, ivigoawintha'with its trim de uannisrtasl, stable air to! But Martha did not notice the glance. "Oh, I believe in pushing 1 yourself," she replied, "but I think the right way to do it is to do your ibeet possible work, To tell how many , chances you have had,—well, it's like telling a man that he isn't keen enough to see what good work you do. Besides, it doesn't seem—loyal--" "Bosh!" Meta interrupted her. But for a moment the girl was uneasy; then the feeling -passed. She was quite as expert as Martha Erskine; and she knew what an asset she had in her air of health and competeace 1, She felt very sure that no man in his senses would hesitate in choosing between the two in a matter of promotion. A week later, when a vacancy oc- curred, Mr. Rudolph did not hesitate. He chose Martha. Then he called Meta to his office and told her why. "You do good work, Miss Carrialc " he said. "But we value very" highly a quality called loyalty. To boast con- stantly of opportunities elsewhere seemed to us a bit-dinconeistent with that feeling. I am telling you this because you have so much ability that it seems a pity you should miss op- portunities because of a thing so easily remedied." Meta carne from the interview with high color and angry eyes. "Resign?" she cried in answer to Myrtle Bright's question. "You bet I resigned! Any- body who would choose Martha Erskine!" Minard's Liniment for Coughs & Colchs A Doubtful Conipllment. Gushing Lady—"Major, do you, re- member the, tiine you proposed to me and I refused you Gallant"Major---"Matlatn, .1t isone moment in my life that I remember with the. greatest pteasura..." • • . • . , ' Lifebuoy bath Cool, fre6h, rested skin tingling with health and ' conifort Feeling cleaner than you eyer.folt b,efore-- Becatn,e,of hbig, creamy lather of Lifebuoy, *, • 0 4 (vg *4"' htz, kr. Wss, q' Lbfitt Tact. ' "You wish to marry my daughter?" she asked. 11* was a diploinat. "tacit eo much- that, madam. The keystone of in ambition is to be able to paint to you one day, as "my° mother - Most people prefer it, because it is easy to digest, and delicious, with a full, juicy, fruit, flavor. It is easy to make tasty desserts with McLAR- EN'S INVINCIBLE - Jelly Powder. Sixteen Diftereut Flavors •One backage serves eight people. At all Grocers Insist on McLAREN'S INVINCH3LE JELLY POWDER ' Made by MoLARENS LIMITED, lItImilton and Winnipeg. SIMPLE DESIGN FOR CENTRE- PIECE. Buttonhole around the linen centre with No. 20 white cotton thread. Then crochet the lace on with crochet cot- ton No. 50. First Row—Making 1 tr under stitch of the buttonholing; 2 ch, 1- tr under next stitch. Repeat to end of 2 ound, and join to first tr. Second Row—Dc 1 in next 2 ch, ch; 4 tr in same hole, * 2 ch; 1 tr in each of next five holes with 2 eh be- tween each; 2 eh, 5 tr in next hole. Repeat from * to end of next hole, acid join. Third Row—Make 4 sl st on the 4 tr at the beginning pf the jest row; 1 de in the tieit hole, 3 ch; 4 tr in same hole (this occurs at the begin- ning of the next seven rows, so will be described as 5 tr to save space) ; a 2 ch, 1 tr in each Of the next four holes with 2 ch between each; 2 eh, 5 tr ID next hole; 2 ch, 5 tr in next hole. Repeat from "' to end of row and join. Fourth tr 5 in next hole.2 eh; I tr in second holeefrom tr just read°, 2 ch; 5 tr in second hole from tr just made, 5 ch; I long tr in hole tetween the two groups of tr, 5 eh. Repeat from a and join. Fifth Row_* tr in next hole, 2 eh; 5 tr in next hole, 5 ch; 1 de under next 5 ch, 1 de on the long tr; 1 dc in next hole, 5 ch. Repeat from a and join. Sixth Row—Tr. 5, 8 ch; 5 dc, one, before, three on and one after the' three de of last row, 8. ch, 5 tr in next hole. Repeat from and join. Seventh tr 5 in next hole of 8 ch in last row, 5 eh; 3 de in centre of the 5 de, 5 ch; 5, tr inanext hole of 8 ch, 4'ch. Repeat from * and join. Eighth Row -ad 5 tat 0 ch; 1 lank tr on second dc, 3 ch; 5 tr in next hole, 3 ch; 2 long tr, 1 ch; 2 long tr, 4 ch; 2 long tr, 1 ch; 2 long tr all under the n.ext 4 ch, 3 ch. Repeat from and join. 1 Ninth Row— a 5 tr in next hole, 2 ch; 5 tr in next hole, 2 ch; 2 long tr I in first hole of 1 ch, 1 eh; 2 long tr in next hole, 1 eh; 2 long tr, 1 ch; 2, long tr middle hole or 1 eh, 1; ch; 2 long tr iii next hole, 2 eh. Re- peatfrom * and j '14 kt7,1,-,Tr;1 A 1 Young ladies to take a Three Years' General ,Nursing Course in the Ontario Hospital, 990 ,Queen Street. Wast, Toronte, $25.00 a month with beard, 1111.1LOrill, anti laundry, for the first Year, with increase each year after - Wards. Applicants mt.18t be healthy, and tinder 00 'years( of age. Apply to Medical fl!rneintendout 'Ortn-He liot- oltal, Torsi, to, Tenth. Row--* 5 tr between the two groups of ,tr, 1 ch; 2 long tr in the first hole of 1 ch, 1 ch; 2 long tr in next hole, 1 ch; 2 long tit 1 eh; 2 long tr, 4 ch; 2 long tr, 1 ch; 2' long tr in middle hole, 1 ch; 2 long tr in next hole, 1 ch; 2 long tr in next hole, 1 ch. Repeat from * and join. Eleventh Row—S1 st on the first tr, 1 de on the 3rd tie 4 ch; * 2.1ong tr in first between 1 tr 1 ch; 2 long tr in 2d hole, 1 ch; 2 long tr in aa hole, 1 ch; 2 long tr, 1 ea; 2 long tr, 1 ch; 2 long tr in middle hole, 1 ch; 2 longetr in 1st, 2d and 3dhOles Of 1 ch; I long tr in 3d tr of the group. Repeat front * and join to the 4 ch at begin- ning of the row. 'Ivelftla Row—* 5 ch,,and 1. de in every hole. In the previous row there is a 1 tr between the aoints, and the de inuat come on the 1 tr, so there will be 10 holes of 5 ch.' Repeat from * and join ' Thirteenth Row—S1 st on the first 2 st of previous row; 1 de under the 5 ch; eh, 1 de into each loop around the point; at,the tenth hole of last row after 6 ehinsert the hook in the 10th hole at. .'arst hole of next ,, point, and dc, w will make 9 holes around the point. Repeat from a and join.' Fourteenth Row ---Like the 13th ex- cept that yoti make 8 ch instead of 6 ch, and ineert the hook in the 9throw and 1st holes. Fifteenth- Row -10 eh instead of 8 eh between de. Sixteenth Row -12 ch between each de. Seventeenth Row -14 ell between each dc. Eighteenth " Row ---15 ch between each dc. LOST, A PROMOTION. Meta Carrick hung up herjaunty hat and fur cont and revaled a now gewn with the latest style girdle. Buti oddly enough she was not thinking of the new gown; she responded al)sently, when Myrtle Bright :spolte of, it. "Yes," she said, "it is good-lookingi isn't it? Miss Reed in Mackenzie's1 gave me the tip. It's a SaMple--not, on :laic yet. Say, girls, I had a chat tv. ith Martha Erskine's f,tice did, not change. Yet Meta knew that Martha disliked hearingirossone speak ofaa limn without using the -title mister.' Somehow.IVIartha irritated her, though Meta never had taken the trouble' to decide just why. Now, looking -straight sh'S renesled her' state- ment. ."Yes, sir.," she continued. „ "Wasn't ,it luck? 1 mot Rudolph on the stairs, and- he called roe into the_ officio to eel- soineibinrs about th vcuehers in the Dunlap Contract. I, • Ab 1. t !_04 T AT a box of little raisins when you feel hungry, lazy, tired or In about, 9% seconds a hundred calories or more of energizing nut 1- inent will put you on your toes again. • For Little Sun -Maids are 75%' fr'uit sugar in practically predigested forrn—levulose, the scientists call' it. And levulose is real body fuel. Needing practically no digestion, it gets to ivbrk and revives you quick. Full of energy- and iron—both good and good for you. Just try a box. 4 6 eftween- eal" Raisins 5c Everywhere. HadYour Iron Today? FARMER'S WIFE IN WEST OF TO -DAY THE RAPID PASSING OF PIONEER CONDITIONS. • ' ' Conveniences and Comforts Now a Part of the Rural Life of Canadian West. Very interesting statistics Indicative of the progues,stve change which haS come over the eonattione surrounding. the Western Canadian farm, especially as they apply to the farnier's wife aud ter work, were given at the annual • convention of the United Farm Wo- men of Manitoba,' The figures in strik- ing' manner illustrate the rapid passing of pioneer conditions in Western Cana- da, especially in those phases of the life' which peculiarly affect tliewife the tiller of •tho soil, making'hier lot an easier and moro ;contented one. They lneiclentally prove that the era, when men canse to 'Western Canada. beat solely on getting as much as they eould from the land in the, shortest possible 'time, has, passed,a and that with, the sinking of deep and „per- manent roots the Western Canadian. provinces have 'become an area of prosperous, eonafortable and contente4 1 The surrey in gitestion covered a total of 307 typical farms in the Pro- vince of Manitoba, eighty-five per cent. of which ran, from three-quarters of a.t section to a quarter section and 'air- ' 'teen per cent. of whiclOwere from. one section to two and a half sections. In "eighty-eight per cent. of the eases the occupants of the farms and homes *ere Complete owners. The average home wa,s• found to consist of seven rooms and to contain a family of from three to four children. Whilst 37 of the.homes had baths and one-third of • 'the total were heated with furnaces, eighty per cent. of the farms possess- ed automobiles,. Only forty-eight homes were found to be without music of some kind, whilst from else to seven- teen magazines, anti papers, were taken in all. . 'Pioneering Conditions Disappearing. These' brief statistics, give a, rough indication of the manner in which pioneering conditions, are disappearing in what cannot yet be otherwise -des- cribed than as a new land.. The pro; motion of agribulture as the first in- dustry of Canada's Westeam provinces, never wanes as a prime conside.ration, and, this is not limited to ,the produc- tion of better crops and enhanced pro- duction. 'There are other factore as' important as the' development ,o,f new seeds and machinery. .krequisite for sruccessful agriculture is a contented helpmate • for the. farmer, and, •00n- tamous endeavors are being made In, the direction of lighttenina the barden of the farmer's wife and expanding the conveniences and comfacitS, of the rural life of the "West. Vastly different conditions surround the life of the Western farm wife of today from these which prevailed a few years ago, and in few respects has th,e women on the farm cense to envy her city sister. In. a large toea.. sure the advent -of the cheap automp. bile has' revolutionized farm life and added to "its pleasures as well as di.' min,isking its There' are few farm homes not now linked. by the ad- mirable telephone service wh1ah inesh- es the Wes -tern provinces. Schools dot the country at convenient inter, vale, • witheach- pronvin,ce, from the .neede 'of new settlement, organizing about one hundred new aohool - tricts-everk year; The provinoial gov- ernments make an adequate distribu- tion of bo.oltS and motion picture films throughout the country districts. Rur-' Ilea.lth nursing has long been intro- duced aid municipal hospital,s widely / est,ablished. The Better Leg. - Lord Anglesey, who lest_sa leg at Waterloo,',1se,caine---so a literary friend recorded seven years, later—"a model for'tho nice cond.uct of a webd.en leg." ft was within an in.oh of running through Walter Scott's portrait, which ImPPened,—this was at the exhibideu —to be leaning agains,t the wall while a heavier nail vsas-being folind for it; bust the agile hero by a skillful side- long na,anoeuvre- at the last instant bowed himself otit of the way._ Not long after the battle, as a recent writer relates„ Anglwey, who then was Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, visited Ballynahinch Castle in' C011.1143,- Durin,g,the last patrt,oft,the long yoegh ride that brought him to the . cahlylc he wain acepmpapied.by U1tolr Barite,- a retainer of the Matins of • Ballytiahinah. "Click walked beside Lord 2ingles3yts horse, and the rider . !a to- jocular co Ay ersation .stv ith him ••• • and eresetaily asked him gayly which of his legs be liked better. Ulick_ had, notived that one log ,was artificial, but he pretended that he had not. noticed and answered easually that "one leg was as good as aitether; there was , 110 difference tn. life." Lord. Anglesey, doligated at tie testimony to his suc- cess in wea.i'ing bus new limb, explain- -ed Lhrtt it was artificial and told how be had lost the real one in „tattle, At the and of the 'story 'Click, said, gently tottching- the cork leg, that there wear a "differ" after all, "2.:1.11'0, 'your Lord- ship, this is/the more honorable,' parik of England notes are never issued a C011.d. t nlitids are the Ileantlica.sea ,