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CHAPTER VI (Cont'd).
"Is 'oo coming back?"
"Yes," he called back. "My name
is Bad Penny. Didn't you know that?
You go to sleep."
With the gaping Georgie at his
side, Jack went round a portion of
the farm. The late foreman was sup-
posed to have "seen to it entirely;'
but he had seen to it very badly.
Jack's keen eye detected poor man-
agement and waste in every direc-
tion,
And they wonder why farming
doesn't pay in England," he said to
Bob, but in too low a voice for Geor-
gie to hear, "I should like to know
what Miss Vancourt's butter and eggs
cost her. Half-a-crown a pound, and
five shillings a dozen, I should say.
Well, we'll try and alter it a bit, old
man. And much thanks we'll get for
it! No matter; directly our friend
Martin is well enough to get about,
we'll bolt,"
They came to the cottage presently
—it was some distance from tho
lodge—and Jack found it to be a
pretty little box of a place with three
tiny rooms, a thatched roof, and a
rough little garden from which the
clematis clambered over the walls
and round the small windows. Jack
thought of the hideously ugly shep-
herd's hut "out on the other side,"
and sighed. He went in. A farm.-
girl
arm-girl had lit a fire, and the two rooms
—the sitting and the bed-room—look-
ed
ed-room—looked cosy.
"We've fallen in a soft plaee,.Bob,"
he said. '"It's almost a pity it isn't
a permanent one—Open all the win-
dows, there's a good girl," he said to
the maid. "I'm very delicate, and
the doctor says I'm to have plenty of
air,
She gaped with eyes and mouth at
the stalwart figure, and smiled as she
Aid as she was bid.
Jack resumed his tour of inspec-
tion. He learn from Georgie that any
number of "hands" could be got from
the estate, and told him to hunt up
a couple and have them there next
morning.
"Theywon't need to bring a broom
Georgie,'' he said; "they'll find a new
one here, and he's going to sweep
clean."
Georgic's mouth yawned like the
Persian Gulf, and his eyes nearly
dropped out; for he began to suspect
that the new foreman was mad; for
' there wasn't a broom anywhere near
him.
Jack got back to the farm lodge by
supper -time. Martin was asleep, but
Nettie was awake, and after he had
satisfied his extremely healthy appet-
ite, he smoked a pipe, and talked to
Mrs, Martin about the farm.
"I'in going to go on without worry-
ing, Martin/' he said. "That will be
all right, I suppose?"
Mrs. Martin assented thankfully.
"He does just what he likes," she
said. "Miss Vancourt never inter-
feres or asks any questions."
"Singular young lady!" said Seek.
"Is that Nettie I hear in there? Would
there be any objection to my bidding
her good -night?"
He went, in to the child who had
been lying listening to hint,and greet-
ed him with her eager, brilliant eyes.
"What did you say your name
was?" she asked.
"I said Bad Penny, because I'd
come back to you, you know. But
I'm called Jack Gordon."
"I like 'Jack,""she said.
"It's lucky there are two names to
choose from—isn't it?" he said, with
the twinkle in his eyes which child-
ren love.
She laughed, •
"And 1 like 'ao. I wish 'oo'd cit
here beside pie and talk to pin all
night. Do 'oo know any stories?"
"Heaps!" said Jack. "You lie down
and close your eyes—you can't hear
a story properly unless you do; fact!
And I'll tell you one.'
• He dropped his voice after a time,
and when she had fallen asleep, kissed
her and stole out. Mrs, Martin had
been watching hint with a inuther's 1
gratitude.
You—you are a good man," she
said, timidly. "I don't wonder the
child takes to you!"
Jack went .off to hits cottage with
these words in his ears' of course
feeling ashamed of hitnself, es a man
always does when a woman tells him
he is good. Half -way to the cottage
he stopped and looked round him.
Ho was not a bit sleepy, and he felt
a desire to have a look at the Towers
by moonlight. Ho fought with desire
for a moment or two, but it overcame
• him, and, vaulting the low park fence,
he strolled slowly acrose towards the
house. The light shining through the
windows struggled with the moon-
light streaming upon the old place;
and. it looked weirdly beautiful in the
night, and Jack, sauntering on ab-
sently, felt a strange Wistfulness
creeping over him, -This grand old
place was his! Oh, no, it wasn't! It
was Miss Esther Vancourt's,
Ho was turning away with a sigh,
when he heard the strains of a piano,
and then a man's voice singing. He,
leant against the terrace, in tete shad-
ow,
Flee voice; sings like a fellow at
the opera. Wonder who ho Is?"
There was a pause, thou he heard
the two volees,
"That's Miss Vancourt's," he said
to himself. "Pei sure of it? though
I don't know why. Like it hotter
than the other."
Presently the wistfulness grew into
• mclaneholy, He felt like an outcast,
. out there in the night listening to
other people's t'oiees singing In his
house,
"I think we'd better go to bed, old
man," he said to Bob, who had curl-
ed himself up at his master's feet,
but was listening and watching for
the .slightest movement. "Don't you
bark or make any kind of a row, Bob,
for we're trespassing Trespassing!
Oh, my goodness; if it wasn't so
beastly serious it would be amusing!"
He waited until the duet was finish-
ed, then he went off to,bed.
He fell asleep at oce, Bob lying
beside the bed; but suddenly, in the
middle of the night, Bob sprangup
and whined, for his master had start-
ed up with an out -stretched hand, and
eyes that looked upon a vision, cried:
"No, no, old man! I'll keep my
promise! The little sister's alright!
I'll keep my promise; I won't take it
away from her, old fellow! Ah, God!
he's dead!"
The whine of the dog waked -him,
and he looked round. The sweat was
on his brow, and he was shaking al-
most as he had shaken that night his
chum, had fallen at his feet.
"All right, Bob!" he said, his voice
shaking too. "Only a dream. Lie
down; it's all right!"
CIIAPTEfl VII.
Jack woke in the morning, fresh as
paint, notwithstanding his dream.
But it had left an impression behind,
as some dreams have a knack of do-
ing. If he had at any time wavered
in his resolution to sacrifice himself
for his dead chum's sister, the vision
of the night had confirmed his deter-
mination.
"No need to haunt pie again, old
man!" •he said. "I'll stand by my
word!"
Early in the morning he visited an
outlying' part of the farm, and found
things in anything but a satisfactory
state; and having set George and the
men work, he went to the lodge to
breakfast.
Mrs. Martin was looking out for
him, and welcomed him as the timid
woman welcomes the strong man
upon whom she le beginning to rely, "So, so," said Jack, "Ilut whin•
and Nettie, hearing his steps, called ky'a been my favourite drink since
out a piping! 1 a boy, that's what's made me what
"Is that 'oo, Ml, Jack? Are 'oo
f am—a foreman on the Vancourt
coining to say good -morning?" i term. No, my dear Martin, you will
have to try a new drink while your
"Not till I've had something to eat" ' nursingthat leg, You'll find it
Jack called back. '11 wouldn't be strangat first, but you'll get to
safe. I ogee ate up a little girl—e„ it after a bit.'
just about your size ----because 1 hap-, What is it?„asked Martin, doabt
pored to come across her when I was ,!illy,
hungry, and not half so hungry es '
I ata now.” I "Witter!" said jerk, with a rrin;
"Martin been worrying," Bald ' and es he left time room he heard Mar -
Mrs, Martin. "He wants to see you." ,lit : i h heavily.
Jack nodded. •,,tfter an interview with Nettie, he
"There's nothing to worry about; 'end Bob ret out for the Towers. The
I'll put his mind at rest presently." , l place had looked poetic and pieture-'
fie ate his breakfast and went up ;Roue in the moonlight, but in the
to the now thoroughly sober and re- bright sunlight of the spring morn-
mot:seful farmer. Me it looked superb and imposing
"I've come to report," he .said, Jack eyed It gravely ria he approached
seating himself on the bed, "Better Jl..he terrace, but he did not even sigh;
lie down, Leg painful, of course? Ills dream roee to his mind and erubh-
Strange how keenly a leg resents be- ell out any sense of eovetousrtess. He
ing broken; you may bend it es much bed relinquished' hie ,possessions once
as you like, but you mustn't break and for all, and there was an end of
it. Oh, yes, I've been around the it.
farm, What do I think of rt??• Well, Palmer, the butler, met him at the
aloin 1"
"There's that four acre wants hoe-
ing," commenced Martin, ,fretfully
and apologetically. "It ought to have
been done before; but I've been that
short-handed—"
"I've set George and a' couple of
scarecrows—theycall themselves
hands, I daresay—upon it"
"And there's that field on the side
of the hill—
"Yes, I know. Best bit of land
you've got, I should say; but it's sur-
rounded by trees. You can't expect
to got a crop—"
Yes, yes; you're right!" cut in
Martin. "I know that, .of 'course!
But what can I do? • Sir Richard
wouldn't have a tree cut down to
save my life, leave alone a crop."
"But Sir Richard has gone where
T hope his love of timber will be
gratified," said. Jack. . "Miss Van -
court is mistress now, and she may
not be so fond of 'em."
"True," assented Martin; "but I
haven't had time to ask her."
"It wouldn't take five minutes,"
remarked Jack.
"And I don't like mentioning the
subject," said Martin. "Sir Richard
he allus swore at me if I as much as
mentioned a tree."
"And you' think. his neice might
do the same? Well,. I'm not afraid
of a :w, tu• \veeri or two, and I'll aalt
her, if you like."
Martin drew a breath of relief.
"I wish you would. Tell her I
sent you, and she'll treat you civil,
Pin sure."
"Just so," said Jack. "I'll go at
once. The trees must cone down if
that field is to be saved. And now,
don't you worry. Is there anything
I can do for you?"
Martin looked rather uncomfort-
able.
"There was a bottle with some
very old and special whisky—you
remember? I'm thinking that a little
drop would do me good—"
"Sorry," said Jack calmly. "But
I disposed of it all last night."
Martin stared at him with a mix-
ture of regret and admiration.
"You must have a good head, mis-
ter," he said, ruefully.
door, and when Jack, in his cool, self-
possessed way, asked for Miss Van -
court, eyed him curiously and rather
doubtfully.
"Tell Miss Vaneourt the foreman
of the farm would be obliged if she
could see him," said Jaek,
Palmer's look of curiosity increas-1
ed. He had a large acquaintance with
farmers and their, men, but none of
them had looked like this stalwart
young fellow, or been so much at'
"If you'll step into the library, I'll I
their ease,
tell Miss Vancourt," he said.
Jack nodded, and, remembering the 1
room, walked straight into it. Pal-
mer was rather surprised; and still !
more so when the foreman of the
home farm went to the window and ,
looked out, "as if .the place belonged l
to him," as Palmer remarked after-
wards in the servants' hall. I
Jack, when he, had studied the view
a :,i Wed to remember some of the
points, turned to the room. One of
the Vaneourts had been a biblioman-
iac, end'had got together a very fine
collection of books,` and Jack walked
round the cases and read some of the
titles of the rare volumes of whose
worth he had little idea. Then as he
glanced about him, he caught sight
of a glove lying on the writing -table.
It was a woman's glove; Suede; size
.1:: and a ht:f.
Hat toe t, an and held it in his
brown palm, and gazed, at it absently.
It was e e -e • Soft thing, and like the
voice of the th•cam, seemed to plead,
for AP owner. He had barely time
to die i it when Palmer entered.
"Miss We -nu -it is out of the
house, he said.
"Oh! Where is she? Do you
know?"
Palmer felt inclines] to resent the
excessive coolness of this young man
in the worn cord suit, and answered
rather stiffly:
Miss Vancourt may be in the gar-
den; on the' other hand—"
—"She may not," said Jack cheer-
fully. "I'11 see if I can find her;"
and out he strode, followed by Bob,
who had been told to wait on the ter-
race. As he passed out, one of the
maid -servants crossed the hall and
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"What a handsome zonae man, Me,
Palmeri" she said. "Who is he?”
"Judging by his coolness, not to say
cheek, Mary, I should say he was one
of the royal family; but he happens
to he the new foreman at the farm,"
replied Palmer, with dignity, as he
stalked away to his pantry.
Jack strode down the terranee and
again to look round him; but he could
see nothing of Miss Vancourt, and, '
with a shrug of the shoulders, vaulted
the park railing, and was taking a
short cut for the farm,. when Bob
uttered a soft growl, and stopped
short.
"Rabbit, old inan?" said Jack,
"Better let it alone. Miss Vancourt,
or the keeper, mightn't like it."
But Bob's growl changed into a soft
bark of pleasure as he ran into the
trees, and Jack presently saw that the
rabbit, in a white dress and with a
sunshade, was sitting at the foot of
a big elm with a book in hem' hand.
Bob sprang to her, thrust his nose 1
against her bosom, and wagged his
tail, then, with a sigh which said quite I
plainly, "How delightful to meet you
again like this!" stretched hkme"'f et
1, e le • t, ..•.a,n'a• looked
ni hags paw
on her white dress, looked up at his
master with a kind of "Here's the
pretty girl we saw yesterday, you
know1"-
Jack raised his hat.
"I apologise for my dog, Ms/Van-
court. He means well; but he's a lit-
tle to free—with people he takes a
fancy to Come here Bob!"
Esther inclined her head, then
snuggled her face against Bob's soft
and silky one.
"Don't call him, please. I think it
is very niceof him to remember
Inc.,'
"Oh, Bob never forgets a friend
or a benefit," said Jack. "He leaves
that to us men."
Esther held Bob's long nose in her
white hand, and Jack, as he looked at
it, remembered the size of the glove.
(Continued Next Week)
Here and.Therel
In t„e last fiscal year 8,843 home-
ead entries were granted in 110
Prairie Provinces, aggregating an
approximate area of 014,880 acres,
while, in addition, 710 soldier grants
of 113,600 acres, make up a grand
total of 728,480 acres so settled.
In 1910 Canada exported no wheat
to China. In 1918 she sent only eight'
bushels to Japan. In 1924 China
imported over 5,000,000 bushels of
Canadian wheat and over 1,500,000
barrels of flour, while Japan tools
7,000,000 bushels of wheat and 110,-
000 barrels of flour. It is predicted
these figures will be well beaten for
the current year,
The Grand Challenge Cup, emble-
matic of the First Aid Championship
of the entire system of the Canadian
Pacific Railway, will be competed for
at the Plano Viger Hotel, Montreml,
November 15. The champions in a.
knock -out competition among East-
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will fight it out for the trophy.
Plans are already being laid to
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it is reported that the prize money
will be considerably increased nest
winter, with the object of attracting
more teams and mushers from the
West and the United States.
Fire Prevention Week, October
4-10, was observed throughout the
Dominion, and to mark the sense of
the importance of the occasion Mr.
Grant Hall, vice-president of the
Canadian Pacific Railway, broadcast
an appeal by wire to every officer
and employee of the system "to co -
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example by thoroughly cleaning up
all premises."
Canada's great outlook, says a re-
cent issue of the London Outlook, is
that she wants more people, but of
the right type, namely, steady agri-
cultural workers withenterprise,
initiative and endurance. Enthusias-
tic letters from emigrants under the
joint scheme of settling 3,000 famil-
ies in Canada are bound to have their
healthy effect on relatives and
friends dissatiafvi with their lot in
England.
Japanese consul in China predicts
new civil war in Chinese Republic.
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