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The Brussels Post, 1925-9-23, Page 3Canada's BestPiuo' --.-, —Prices from $375,00 op TERMS TO SUIT ALL 1)o not waste .time solving puzzles but get in r' touch with the old established and reliable firm and get full value for your money. Mason & Risch 97 Ontario St. Phone 17i Stratford ♦ reef and the old quartering which supperted the red brick -work, til- , Most covered with clematis and ivy, and wished that he were Miss Van- ' court's farmer and lodge -keeper; for lie was very tired and hungry, and Miss Esther was not the first person Who bad mistaken Min for a common 1 tramp. �/ ��e, z Lave.. The Tyrant Love, "Let's look at that foot again, Bob, old man. Seems to me you are going more dotty on it than you did thee morning." Bob limped up beside his master, and settling down, held up hie paw in a matter-of=fact way, with an ex- pression which said quite, plainly: "Awfully kind of you to bother about it, but it really is nothing to speak of." The man, took the foot and looked at it anxiously and wiped, itowith his handkerchief. . "'Fraid it's going to fester, old chap," he said, in the low monotone in which one' addresses a beloved canine friend. Bob's eyes said he thought not, and hedid not wince when leis master's gentle hand touched the root of the thorn which was buried in the paa. "Wish I'd got some warm water! It's two miles to the nearest inn, Bob, and -you're heavy to carry; besides, you wouldn't let me, you obstinate mule, you! Never mind, we'll have a spell of rest, and I'll hold your foot, it eases it, doesn't it, old chap?" Bob said "Yes," and looked up with grateful content, his foot clasped tenderly in the strong hand, Tne man got out a pipe and filled and lit it without disturbing the dog, and as . he smoked, looked at a corner of the Towers—at the half -ruined tower rising above the moat—which he could see from where he sat. "Funny to come upon the old place like this, isn't it, Bob?" he said, with rather a grim smile. "I've pictured it many a time, but never thought 1 should frompoint see it the' tramp's P of view. But that is what is called the irony of fate, old Wean. Well, I I'm glad I've had a look at it. And now we'll pad the hoof back to Lon- ; don; but we'll get this hoof of yours straight first—What's the matter?" The dog had pricked up its ears and emitted a low growl; and the next moment a young girl in a white dress and a black sash, her hair blown loose, with her hat in one hand anti a bunch of primroses inthe other, bounded from the bank into the road -within a few paces of them. The dog was startled and made a lush for her, which startled her; but she stood still and quite calm, though with a touch of colour In the clear pallor of her face. The man sprang to his feet and called the dog; and Bob, after a criti- cal sniff at the white dress and the not much less white hand held out to hied, wagged his tail and slowly limp- ede back to his master. The man raised his hat. "I beg your pardon; I'm afraid my dog startles--" But.Esther did not wait for the rest, "What a beautiful dog!" she said; "and, ole, poor fellow, he is lame! What is it?" "A collie:.," said the, man. She eyed him with a touch of im- patience. "Oh, of course, I know that, my good man! I mean what has he done to his leg?'' The "good man" bent clown . to hide a senile, and laid his hand on the dog's head. "It's his foot, He ran a thorn into it yesterday, I thought I'd taken it out, but I must have left a piece in—" "Ah, yes! And it may fester!' How painful 1, .I know what he must be suffering. I wonder if I could get it out. May I try? I've got a small pair of tweezers in my knife where is it? She felt he the myster- ious region where women keep their pockets. "Oh, here it is! I'm not afraid of his biting nee. I'm used to clogs, and love them." "He will not bite you," .said the man. "But he may soil your dress, If you will give nm the tweezers—" She looked up at hint rluicl.ly. Something in his voice, in his man- ner, " surprised her, and made her vaguely uneasy. She had taken ham for a common or garden tramp; but ,his tone, and his face, now that:sho looked at it, and more especially the dark eyes regarding her so calmly and gravely, -knocked tlt'e tramp es- tristate into a cocked hat, • "Perhaps if you held hive while I tried to get it out—"'site suggested. He nodded, spoke a word to Bob, 'who had looked on attentively and in t'ourteous silence, and who now bald up hispaw with dignified and gentle resignation. Bather took the paw and began the usual game with the tweezers. "I shall know if i hurt him be- cause be will eall out," she said, "No; he won't call out," said the man, quietly, "Ho never complains. Ile has walked" miles with that thing in his foot, and tried to hide the Iimp" '"You are fond of him?" she said, quickly, and leaving off the sugical operation to look: up at his face. , The man only smiled. "And no wonder! lie is at beauty! Stich a noble head and kind, gentle eyes! No, T can't reach it, but I know where it is, What shall we do'" She sighed and looked round impatiently. "He can't .walk any farther---Oli would you mind going down the Banc till you come to a lodge? Yon could get a needle there nod some water to bathe his foot. I'll come after you directly. Where have auntie and Toby gone?" They had not gond far, end were now returning: how Mics Wercestcr had succeeded in turning Toby will for ever remain a mystery. "My dear, 1 thought some ttooldent. had hapepltieal—What is this?" she As he opened the rustle gate and entered the little front garden, gay and odorous with roses and stocks, a little woman, with asomewhat eaireworn face, came to the door, and immediately shook her head, "I've nothing—" she began! but Jack cut in rather sharply; "You mistake; I'm not begging— ems •,Ah, yes, by George! bat 1 am though! My dog's got a thorn in his I foot, and I want a 'needle and hots water, if you'll be kind enough to let me have them," He did not went to use Miss Van- eourt's•name unless he, were obliged; but the woman still eyed him with a troubled and rather •suspicious ex- pression; so he was compelled to add: "I'm sorry to trouble you, but the poor fellow's in pain, and Miss Van- ' ee court gave me permission to ask FOWL WANTED Highestirlarket prices paid. �Jee me or Phone len, 2x, fitus- sele, and 1 will call and get your e'owl, M. YQ11ick you." , broke otr, eyeing theman and the dog, fearsomely. "The dog is lame. Isn't it a beauty, aunt? I never saw one like it. And I love collies." Now, Miss Worcester was near- sighted, and the man was to her just a tramp. A brilliant idea seized her' and she rose to it promptly. "It is a very handsome dog, my dear. Why not buy it? I am sure the young fellow would sell it. Wouldn'tjou?" The young fellow crimsoned from neck to, brow; then, as if ashamed of his sudden emotion, he said, in a matter-of-fact way: "Thank you very much. It would be a kindness to him to change own- ers—.No, I'm afraid he's such a fool as not to think so; so I won't sell him, thanks very much." Esther had gone as red as the man; but to hide her embarrassment she became cold and impassive at once; it is one of those charming tricks girls have. "We don't Want to buy, your dog, thanks," she said, icily. "You can take it to the lodge and tell them that I sent you; and I hope it will soon be all right." The man raised his hat. "Thank you very much. I will be glad to do so. Whose name shall I say?" Esther Vancourt"-she bit her lip, and drew herself up haughtily— "Miss Vancourt, of the Towers." CHAPTER III: Jack Gordon—he hail almost for- gotten his real name, John Vancourt, or his old alias, Arthur Burton.— looked after the pony -jingle with a rather curious smile about his lips, then he and Bob went on and found the lodge. It was a large one, for it 'was the homestead of the home farm, ane a little way from the house were the cattle -yard and sheds, Jack looked up admiringly at' the low -thatched The woman s face cleared, "You saw her—?" "With another lady in a pony-ear- riage," he said. "I shan't' be more than five or ten: minutes, if you'll be so good. T can do it out here on the bench." She nodded and presently brought him a bowl of het water, a towel; and a packet.pf needles. "Now then, old man," said Jack, cheerfully; "get up here, and we'll have this operation over in a jiffy." Though Jack had to probe deeply before he could •extract the thorn, Bob never even winced, but looked up in his face with the confiding grateful look, which is only seen to a dog or horse; and the woman, woo stood looking on, was touched by the gentleness of the strong man, and the evident love between him and the animal. "It's a beautiful dog," she said, in a low and timid voice. "Is the water hot enough; will you have some more?" "No thanks," said Jack. "We shall do nicely now that is, if he hadn't to walk so far.' We'll rest a lot onthe way." "You have walked far already?" she asked, reluctantly. }' Jack nodded. "We've been walking for exactly seven, days and a half." She glanced uneasily at,his old boots, and at his worn and shabby clothes. He was evidently a tramp, but very much unlike the species with which she was acquainted. "You can rest here; it's cool and shady," she said. "And would you like a glass of milk?" "Very much, indeed, thank you," said Jack, as he bathed Bob's foot. She brought him some, and as he. thanked her as be raised his weather - stained cap; but he set the glass on the bench beside him, and throwing the water out of the bowl, poured some milk into it and gave it to Bob, and he even waited until Bob had eagerly started on his share before drinking bis own. I This little bit of unselfishness, natural enough to Jack, broke down the women's cautiousness, and she went into the house and brought out some home-made cake on a plate, "Perhaps you—he—would like some," she said, almost apologeticht- 1y, "Both of us would," said Jack, i"for it's a very long time since breakfast, isn't it, Boy?—It's good cake, ma'am; and I'm qualified to know, for I've 'made it often enough." I She coloured faintly and was about to speak, when the cry of a child rose from the room window, 1 and she hurried away: Jack shared the cake with Boh, and leaning back in the porch -settle, indulged in the luxury. of a rest and reflection. So that was his dead chum's sis- ter, the Miss Vantourt for whom he Jack, had surrendered his titles and estates. Pretty girl—more than pretty. And proud too. Never in his life had he been treated to so much hateur, He had promised his chum that he would find her and look after her; but it seemed as if she were not in need of much protection, that she was quite capable of look- ing after herself. She bad said that she would come on to the lodge, and perhaps she might; if so, he would clear out. There was no reason why he should see Miss Esther Vancourt again; she was rich and powerful, :and was in the charge of her aunts she was evidently all right; yes, he'd 'be off, back to London to look for work, He rose and gathered up the bowl and the other things. Thank you," said . the woman's voice from the room; and Sack walked in and set the things on the table. The woman was kneeling be- side a chair in which was sitting a little girl—a pretty little soul, with a thin but flushed face which peer- ed out pitifully from the big shawl wrapped round her; and Jack, to whom children were almost as irres- istible as dogs and horses, could not help drawing near and looking at her. "What; to the matter with her?" he asked. "She's had the measles," said the mother in a low voice. "She ought to be well by now, but she got a chill." "Oh, only enepsles," said Jaek, with exaggerated cheerfulness in, the child, "T'hat's net much; every body has measles." The child had half hidden her face behind her shawl, but her unnatural- ly bright'eyec had been watching the stranger; and something in the -tan- ned handsome face, the deep, musical voice, must have reassured her, for Idle said with dignity; "Measles is vewy painful." "So they are!" assented Jack, promptly; "but you'll get over them all right. You've got too much pluck to be beaten by a paltry thing like measles, you have," "How do you know?" said the OW, quaintly. "1 can see it in the curl of your nose," said Jack, gravely, '"Oh, do you always tell that wday?'e she enquired, much interest - "Always," he said, solemnly. P "'m so 'tired of sitting here! I want to lie down," she sate, wltn a sill I'm not strong enough, and she can't walk.—You must wait till fath er comes home, Nettie," said the mother, explainingly. "Ob, no, she needn't," said Jack, cheerfully; "I'll carry her." The mother looked grateful, but doubtful, and the child shrank back a little; but Jack put his arm around her with that peculiar smile which goes straight to a child's heart, "You're afraid I shall drop you, that's what you are," he said, "I didn't think you were such a cow aid." "I'ni not a coward!" she declared, ingnantly, ,'" -and I'm not afwaid. perhaps you're afwaid you'll patch the measles; it's awful catchin' seeisn't it, mother?" Jack pretendedto tremble and draw back, but she detected the pre- tence and laughed—for the first time in many weeks, the mother re- membered. "Well," she said, resignedly. "But don't wrinkle me all up, as father does sometimes." "I'll bo as careful as if you were a jelly," he said; and he raised her in his strong arms, drawing the shawl round her with a deftness which surprised the mother, who led the way into an inner room in which was a cot. Jack laid the child on it, gave the pillow a , shake, and drew the shawl over her neatly. How's that, umpire? he asked,. with the same irresistible sni.e, "Very well, thank you. You did it. better than father,` she replied. "But I' specs you're used to children. 1 Have you got a nice little girl like lire?" i Jack checked a sigh, though he kept the smile well on. Not for the first time was his loneliness borne In upon him. - No, thank goodness!" he replied.' "See what a trouble they are! Well, good-bye, Nettie. And get well soon for mother's sake." "I will," she said, holding out her hot little paw. "You may kiss me' if you like—if you're not weeny af- waid of the measles. "1'11 risk it," id said after an Spade Work That Gets the Trade Tu get steady sales in satisfactory volume, you must build up confidence in your store and its service. Advertising in THE BRUSSELS POST will l.iy the foundation of such confidence, Advertising does the spade work that leads to bigger sales. It will tell felts about your store, its service, it will tell them about the goods you have to offer, Let your advertising in . THE BRUSSELS POST be a standing invi- tation to the folks around here. As a ruse, PEOPLE SHOP WHERE THEY FEEL WELCOME Iv -u• d br Canadian Weekly Netvnpapmre Association J� 1 assumed hesitation, and he bent and kissed the parched lips. The child watched him with hot, wistful eyes as he followed the moth- er out of the: room. Was that wise?" she - asked an- x5ously, but with gratitude and ing in her timid eyes. "What? Oh, kissing the child! 1 Good heavens, yes! Besides, it wouldn't matter eery much if I did catch 'em. The inside of a hospital would be rather a pleasant change for awhile. She's a very pretty little thing. And there's no need for you to be anxems. She'll do very well," "I don't know how to thank you," she faltered. "And—and I should like to beg your pardon. S took you 1 for a tramp, sir; but—but 1 can see you're not what you seem." "Very few of us are," said Jack, with his short laugh. "But there's J no cause for an apology; I'm just a tramp, I assure you. Good evening, and thank you very much! I go straight on for..11arminster?" She went with him to the gate to direct him; and would have liked to hold out her hand, but was too shy. Jack and Bob took the road again and Bob checked the desire to limp, and even went so far as to lark a bout to show that he had completely recovered. His master walked along in a brown study which grew brown- er as, coming to a bend in the road, lie vot a very pretty and full view of the 'lowers. The place looked . magnificient in the glow of the set- ting sun, and, leaning on a stile, Jack looked at it with a frown on his brow and a curious tightening of the lies, y (Continued Next Week) PERTH COUNTY it, lI Gropp low leneh',ced From 111 t Clarkson,, 1 ecei ver r n th' 13 & N. Pauling Min Onntp Ley. Milverton, 1l a fAnt xny,'tense '4 d IntS ire Whale ey avenl,e, f.,r the *-"„i ur 510,000. Me (>repp will hike p.,vves.inn short- ly and will homily biro',, 1•, shingles, loth. cement and ether building mat crit. ACROSS THE DOMINION .WITH 4THE TEACHERS' FEDERATION ..:r ... ':.: ..v"' .,;+; s:Y."'�iR.S.vM<n`�e�a.""'".':;'"'"_?"� .^1.;� . ... . . ^0�::. .. ..-.. ., xn ..w a.._".3x aw 'r Y•f..^•�i•— ::•T•n,eu• .>aFacY.M' ate c se ,,seeSeP ALTfloucui the tour of the Teachers' Federation &crass Ccnodn has mnrlly a serious purpose—the acro action of knowledge—it will undoubtedly be an exceptionally pleasant experience for those who Lake part,. Above art shown some o1 the dile( points of interest they are to visit. Tho tour is being organized and con- ducted by bean Sinclair Laird.. head of Macdonald College, 9L Anne de Bellevue. The c rty cooaisting 61 members of the Teael,2Ps' 'Federation and any others who caro to take part. Will leave Toronto to- , wards the end of July by special train, returning early in August, The entire .trip wltl he - made on Canadian 'Nettie trains and eteamehlps, and ,UMielent do. lays will be made en route to permit sight-seeing tilde -trips to especially attrac- tive or interesting points.FrOn OW etty t�pp dl eetlyy le'orVat Vancouver pend attic visiting Victoria and other places along the Pa- chis*Const Went via Nelson, S C., eller the 'Cottle Valley route and across bake SCeoten,y, From, kootenayy Landing the Journey will be continued by rail through to Rockies, with stop.evers t Lake Louise and Banff, and a motor LrII along the tenons nanit wittderMare Highway to Windermere. Thom the patty w111 proceed Math to Zdmonto6 returning 16 Fort William by train, t, ,f thence on a Canadian Pacific Orel' Lakes s earner br water to Port 1deNieltoll, oetateellee the journey le Terento by raft rhe tone 1 being 'felted'eOfr i fly for the beacflt of teachers d eitbcdte take adranLage of the apa6tran Ma. td Complete, as It +Were, male Own edudit- tldn 53' lecreaeing their penlonai ac,khiinb anceship with the out* about W)ieh ft ie their linty to tnatrwet fkab hilt • • ti 1, The Legislature Building, one of the hand- somest 'edifices in the West, 2. Lake Louise and Victoria Glacier in the back. ground. 8. Rot Sulphur baths 'at the Banff Springs Hotel. 4. Banff Springs hotel standing In an unique location in the Canadian Heckles. 5, Vancouver Hotel, ono of the finest hostelries on the .Pacific Coast. G, The Port of Vancouver. 7. Canadian Pacific steamer "Princess Kath. leen," used on the triangular run between Vans couver•Victeria-Seattle. 8. Niagara b'alls, 0. Passage through the looks at Sault Ste. Marie, 10. Express train passing through the Iioekiee, ' 11. Observation car "which permits passengers to ow the superb scenery of the Rockies. 1g. Teteieo'o at Chateau take Louis, to eV* toutiste a vim of the 7 surrounding peaks, 11 . r t PIRA 4ht s telt s '0,w..