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The Brussels Post, 1912-5-23, Page 2ONLY A MONTH; OR, A CURIOUS MYSTERY EXPLAINED. CHAPTER m. Even so limp a specimen of hu- manity as Cyril Morgan found that, after all, existence in this primitive ragiun had its charms, while Blanche said, quite truthfully, that she had never enjoyed herself so much in her life, As for Frithiof, he made no secret of his love for her, it was apparent to all the world; to the light-hearted Nor- wegians, who looked on approving- ly. One morning, a little tired with the previous day's excursion to the Suphelle 13rae, they idled away the sunny hours on the fjord, Frithiof rowing, Swanhild lying at full length in the bow with Lille mount- ing guard over her, and Blanche, Sigrid, and Cecil in the stern. You have been all this time al Balholm and yet have not seen King Bele's grave ;" Frithiof had exclaimed, in answer to Blanche's inquiry. "Look, there it is, just a green mound by that tree." "Isn't it odd," said Sigrid, dreamily, "to think that we are just in the very place where the Frithiof Saga really lived?" "But I thought it was only a le- gend," said Cecil. "Oh, no," said Frithiof, "the Sa- gas are not legends, but true stor- ies handed down by word of mouth." "Then I wish you would hand down your saga to us by word of mouth," said Blanehe, raising her sweet eyes to his. "I shall never take the trouble to read it for my- self in some dry, tiresome book. Tell us the story of Frithiof now as we drift along in the boat with his old home Framnaes in sight." "I do not think I can tell it real- ly, well," he said; "but I can just give you the outline of it: "Frithiof was the only son of a wealthy yeoman who owned land ab Framnaes. His father was a great friend of King Bele, and the king wished that his only daughter Ingeborg should be educated by the same wise man who taught Frithiof, so you see it happened that as chil- dren Frithiof and Ingeborg were al- ways together, and by and by was it not quite natural that they should learn to love each other? It hap- pened just so, and Frithiof vowed that, although he was only the son of a yeoman, nothing should separ- ate them or make him give her up. It then happened that King Bele died, and Frithiof's father, his great friend, died at the same time. Then Frithiof went to live at Frain- naes over yonder; he had great possessions, but the most useful were just these three: a wonder- ful sword, a wonderful bracelet, and a wonderful ship called `Ellicla,' which had been given to one of his Viking ancestors by the sea -god. But though he had all these things, and was the most powerful man in the kingdom, yet he was always sad, for he could not forget the old days with Ingeborg. So one day he crossed this fjord to Bele's grave, close to Balholnr, where Ingehorg'a two brothers, Helge and Halfdan, were holding an assembly of the people, and he boldly asked for In- geborg's hand. Helge. the king, was furious, and rejected him with scorn, and Frithiof, who worild not NA -0g q LAXATE�t C'u••s Women's commonest ailment —the root of so much of their ill-health—promptly yields to the gentle but certain action of Na-Dru-Co Laxattvos. 250.a box at your druggist's. NATIONAL OAU4 AND OHCMICAL CO, OF CANADA, LIMITCO, 161 fklAY ELL'S HIGH SPEED CHAMP@ON is She Washer for a Woman In the first place, Maxwell's "Champion" is the only washer that can be worked with a crank handle at the side as well es with the top lever, Just suit your own convenience. 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When Frithiof heard the news of the war he was sitting with his friend at a game of dress: he refused to help Helge and Half- dan, but knowing that Ingeborg had been sent for safety to the sacred grove of Balder, he went to see her in 'E11!cda,' though there was a law that whoever ventured to approach the grove by water should be put to death. Now Ingeborg had al- ways loved him and she agreed to be betrothed to him, and taking leave of her, Frith -ref went with all haste to tell her brothers. This time also there was a great assem- bly at Bele's grave, and again Fri- thiof asked kr the hand of Ingo - bong, and promised that, if Heige would consent to their betrothal, he would fight for hien: But Heige, instead of answering him, asked if he had not been to the sacred grave of Balder, contrary to the law? Then all the people shouted to him, 'Say no, Frithiof 1 Say no, and In- geborg is yours.' But Frithiof said that though his happiness hung on that one word he would not tell a lie, that in truth he had been to Balder's Temple, but that his pres- ence had not defiled it, that he and Ingeborg had prayed together and had planned this offer of peace. But the people forsook him, and King Heige banished him, until he should bring back the tribute due from Angantyr of the Western Isles; and every one knew that if he escaped with his life on such an errand it would be a wonder. Once again Frithiof saw Ingeborg, and he begged her to come with him in his ship 'Ellida," but Ingeborgt though she loved hies, thought that she owed obedience to her brothers, and they bade each other farewell; but before he went Frithiof clasped on her arm the wonderful bracelet. So then they parted, and Frithiof sailed away and had more adven- tures than 1 can tell you, but at last Inc returned with the tribute money, and now he thought Inge- borg would indeed be his. But when he came insight of Framnaes, he found that his house and every- thing belonging to him had been burned to the ground." "No, no, Frithiof, there was his horse and his dog left," corrected Sigrid. "Don't you remember how they came up to him?" "So they did, but all else was gone; and, worst of all, Ingeborg, they told him, had been forced by her brothers to marry King Ring, who, of sire had not become his wife, would have taken the kingdom from Heige and Halfdan. Then Frithiof was in despair, and cried out, 'Who dare speak to me of the fidel- ity of women?' And so it happened that that very day was Midsummer - day, and he knew that King Heige, Ingeborg's brother, would be in the Temple of Balder. He sought him out, and went straight up to him and said, 'You sent mo for the lost tribute and I have gained it, but either you or 1 must die, Come, fight me! Think of Framnaes that you burned. Think of Ingeborg whose life you have spoiled!' And then in great wrath he flung the tribute -money at Holge's head, and Helge fell down senseless. Just then Frithiof caught sight of the bracelet ire had given Ingeborg on tho imago of Balder, and he tore it off, but in so doing upset the image, which fell into the flames on the altar. The fire spread and spread so that at last the whole temple was burned, and all the trees of tho grove. Next day King Helge gave chase to Frithiof, but luckily in the night Frithiof's friend had scuttled all the king's ships, and so his effort failed, and Frith- iof sailed out to sea in the `Ellida.' Then he became a Viking, and lived a hard life, and won many victories. At last he came home to Norway and went to King Ring's court at Yuletide, disguised as an old man; but they soar found nut that he was young and beautiful, and he doffed his disguise, and Ingeborg trembled as she recognized him. Ring knew him nob, but liked him well, and made hint his guest. One night ire saved Ring when his horse and sledge had fallen into the water. But another day it is hap- pened that they went out hunting together, and Ring, being tired, fell asleep, while Frithiof kept guard over him, As he watched, a raven came and sung to him, urging him to kill the king; but a white bird urged him to flee from temptation, and Frithiof drew his sward :sod flung it far away out of reach, Then the, king aperlet' iris eyes. and told Frithiof that for Home time he had known him, and that he, hollered hon for resisting temptation: Fri - 15'1'11 3 CREAT BODY-BUILDER See the British Medical Journal, Sept. 16, '11, and the Medical Times, Nov. 18, '11. ® 13.2.0 lataoee®esea e. oeseaset;r(�@ 1 1 thiof, however, felt that he could no longer bear to be near lugeborg, since she belonged not to hum, and soon he came to take leave of her and her husband. But good Ring Ring said that the time of his own death was come, and he asked Fri - thief to take his kingdom and In- geborg, and to be good to his son. Then he plunged his sword in his breast, and so died, Before long the people met to elect a new king, and would have chosen Frithiof, but he would only be regent till Ring's son should be of age. Then Frithiof went away to his father's grave and prayed to Balder, and he built a wonderful new temple for the god, but still peace clid not came to him. And the priest told him that the reason of this was because he still kept anger and hatred in his heart toward Ingeborg's brothers. Helga was dead, brit the priest prayed him to be reconciled to Halfdan. They were standing thus talking in. the new temple when Halfdan unex- pectedly appeared, and when he caught sight of his foe he turned pale and trembled. But Frithiof, who for the first time saw that for- giveness is greater than vengeance, walked up to the altar, placed upon it his sword and shield, and return- ing, held out his hand to Halfdan, and the two were reconciled. At that moment there entered the temple ono dressed as a bride, and Frithiof lifted up his eyes and saw that it was Ingeborg herself. And Halfdan, his pride of birth forgot- ten and his anger conquered by his foe's forgiveness, led his sister to Frithiof and gave her to be his wife, and in the new Temple of Balder the Goad the lovers received the blessing of the priest." "How well you tell it! It is a wonderful story," said Blanche. It was such a contrast to her or- dinary life, this quiet Norway, where all was so simple and true and trustworthy; where no one seemed to strain after effects. And there was something in Frithiof's strength, and spirit, and animation, which appealed to her greatly, "My Viking is adorable!" she used to say to herself ; and gradually there stole into her manner toward him a sort of tender reverence. She no longer teased him playfully, and their talks. together in those long summer days became less full al mirth and laughter, but more ear- nest and absorbing. Cecil saw all this, and she breath- ed more freely. "Certainly she loves him," was her reflection. Sigrid, too, no longer doubted; indeed, Blanche had altogether won her heart, and somehow, whenever they were together, the talks al- ways drifted round tiff Frithiof's past, of Frithiof's future, or Fri- thiof's opinions. She was very ]nappy about it, for she felt sure that Blanche would be a charm- ing sister-in-law, and love and hope seemed to have developed Frithiof in a wonderful way; he had sudden- ly grown manly and considerate, nor diel Sigrid feel, as she had feared, that his new love inter- fered with his love for her. "Will there be church to -mor- row?" asked Blanche, as they rest- ed half -way. ''I should so like to go to a Norwegian service," "There will be service at some church within reach," said Fri- thiof ; "but I do not much advise yon to go; it will be veru hot, and the mace will be packed." "Why? Aro you such a religious people 1" "The peasants are," ho replied. "And of course the women. Church- going and religion, that is. for wo- men ; we men do not need that sort of thing." She was a title startled by his matter-of-fact, unabashed tone. "What, are you par agnostic? an atheist?" she exclaimed. "No, no, not at all," Inc said, composedly. "I believe in is good providence, but with so much I aril quite satisfied, you see. What does one need with more? To us men religion, church going, is'--is—how do you call it in English? I think you say 'an awful bore.' Is it not so 7" The slang in foreign assent was irresistible.. She was a little shock- ed, but she could not help laugh- ing, "Bee you Norwegians sneak nut!" she esrioimed. "Many Eng- lishmen feel that, but few would say it so rilainhy," "So 1 T theagh!, an Englishman was nothing if not candid. But fun' me T feel no shame, What sumo would one have than }o snake the Most cif life? That is my religion. I hear that in England there as a book to ask whether life is worth living? Far me I can't understand that sort of thing. It is a question that would never have occurred to me, On1i' to live is happiness enough. Life is such a very good thing. l)o you not agree?" "Sometimes," she said, rather wistfully. Only sometimes? No, no, al- ways, to the last breath;" cried Frithjof. "Your say that because things are as you like; because you are hap- py," said Blanche. "11 is true, I am very happy," he replied. "Who would nut he henna, walking with you ?", Something in his manner fright- ened her a little. She went on breathlessly and incoherently. "You wouldn't say that life is a very good thing if you were like our poor people in East London, for in- stance." "Indeed, no," Inc said, gravely. "That most be a great blot on Eng- lish life. Here in Norway we have no extreme's. No one is very poor, and our richest men have only what would be counted in England a moderate income." "Perhaps that is why you are such a happy people." "Perhaps," said Frithjof, but he felt a little inclined to consider the problem of the distribution of wealth just then, and the talk drift- ed round once more to that,absorb- jug personal talk which was much more familiar to them. (To be continued.) PICIKE1IING'S PEERS. As Isis father. the Earl of Claren- don, is no longer a young. man, Lord Hyde's much -talked -of -action in emigrating as. a farmer to Can- ada with his wife and children and his brother-in-law, Lord Somers, has not that air of permanent exile about it which lends, as a rule, a definitely depressing quality to such actions, says the London Bystand- er. Indeed, it is probable that Lord Hyde. health considerations, especially for his -children, are the prime rea- sons for a step which is certainly an unusual one for a former young man about town, the heir to a rich earldom and a fine estate, and the son of a life-long courtier. In Edwardian days Lord Hyde, who is dark and well set-up, though slight- ly lame, was one of the few young .ke The Tea ;# ;ft Test Put "SALADA" TEA in a warm teapot—pour on freshly boiled water --- let stand for five minutes—and you will have the most delicious cup of tea you ever tasted. HAS THE FLAVOR! THE FRAGRANCE! 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Shouting to our Mexican en- gineer to start the launch, I threw the harpoon with all my strength. It struck home. and instantly a great disturbance took place. Some monstrous creature rose to the sur- face and dashed at the boat, strik- ing out with what looked like two great wings. The strokes were terrific, and we had the utmost difficulty in keeping clear. Had ono of these "wings" touched the boat, it would have been smashed like - match -wood, and, as .sharks were watching the disturbance, our fate would soon have been decided. Although the water all around us was seething from the fury of the monster's onslaught, we kept our heads, and did our best to disable the creature. We embedded three harpoons in it. We also fired three revolver bullets into- it, each of which pro- duced volumes of dark exodus; and every time the madly flapping wings came near enough, the man in the bows gave them a lance -thrust. Gradually the manta's struggles grew loss, and it began to yield to the strain on the ropes. It was a long battle, however, for every now and then the great fish, seeaning to regain strength, would attack us with renewed ferocity. Eventually. after a final flurry that caused the water to heave as if with an earth- quake, it ceased its struggles, and we towed 11 ashore, escorted by shoals of sharks:- Tying harks:Tying the boat up at the wharf, I got permission from the common - dant of the port to land our prize. Making it fast, we hoisted it on the mane, and ran it along to the rail- way office, in front of which we photographed it. It measured eigh- teen feet three and a half inches from tip to tip of the wings, and sixteen feet one inch from head to tail; near the centre it was over nine, feet thick. We estimated its weight at five tons. When we had photographed the great fish, we cast it off the end of the wharf, and the sharks de- molished the carcass -in an incredi- bly short time, He (after popping the question)— "Why do you cry, any angel'! Did 1 offend you by my proposal ?" Sha (still sobbing)—"Oh, no, dear, it is not that; I am crying for joy. Mother always said to me : 'May,' she said, 'you aro such an idiot that you would not get even a donkey for a lover,' and now I have got one after all." She (tearfully)—"Our engagement is at an end, and I wish to return to you everything you have ever given ane." He (cheerily) — "Thanks, Blanche! Yoe may begin at once with the kisses i" They are married now, THIS isa HOME DYE That AIMVOiatE can use I dyed ALL these DIFFERENT KIilDS of Goods with the SAM Dye. i used GLEAN and SIMPLE to Use. NO thence of ueing the WRONG Dye tar the Gonda ,e has to color. All rotors from your Druggist or Dealer. 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Her brother, Lord Somers, though he had a long minority, succeeded to a somewhat attenuated fortune, the hulk of the Somers estates, ARMY DESERTIONS, Official government reports show thea the number of desertions from the British army last year reached l the surprising height of 1,600, or nearly 400 mora than the previou9 year. Though very little is ever said about it in the press, it is gen- erally known that the recruiting authorities find it more and more diffieult to 'get the necessary num- ber of suitable young men for the army, and that to fill the gape in the ranks all sorts of human dero- iiets and even ex -convicts are taken, with the result thatthe array is not drought by all to be altogether re- liable, this mPow d Se.; ~ led Packagske O6POCka'abotot' i 6513401*-sueAR Re,itlmlo. Co. ul,Slra),l3lerlyd oil, lesesanaaesenarsaseaseniegssanaaaseeata WHAT IS FARM MANURE WORTH? In spite of all that has been writ- ten telling of the value of stable manure there are many farmers who atilt neglect to care for this valu- able by-product of the farm and spend their money •for commercial fertilizer, I do not wish to discour- age the use of commercial fertilizer, but it should never be used until the stable manure is first taken care of and applied to the sail, if there is not sufficient manure to meet the demands of the farm craps tho de- ficiency should be supplied by using commercial fertilizer, It is rather difficult to estimate the value of stable manure in dol- lars and cents as commercial ferti- lizers are valued, since the stable manure adds much valuable humps to the soil as well as direct plant food and the commercial fertilizer i.salone. vaed for the direct plant food lu Dr. Aikman says that the humus of tho stable manure is worth quite as much to the soil as the direct plant food. Valuing the phosphoric acid at five coasts per pound, the potash. at five cents per pound and the nitrogen at fifteen cents per pound a fair average value of tho sotablllows'e anure may be estimated as fm 10 pounds nitrogen at 150. ..,$1.50 10 pounds potash at 5e. .50 5 pounds phosphoric acid at 5c25 $t125 - Then if we add the value of the humus, commission charged by agents and freight on commercial fertilizers, we may still be censer native when we double the commer- cial value of the manure and count a ton of well -cared for stable ma- nure worth $450 to the farm. Its value is not appreciated be- cause it is a by-product and because farmers have fallen into the habit of neglecting properly to care for the manure and apply it judicious- ly.. The manure when allowed to ac- cumulate about the stables is in the way and is a repulsive, bad -smel- ling product, but when drawn to the field and distributed over the soil by means of spreaders it is out of the way and is also preparing the soil to grow a largo crop.—W.H.K. On the Farm NOTES OF THE SHEEPFOLD. Don't bo afraid of a little grain. Good sheep are largely the product of good food. Better buy the best rains you can secure. A few extra dollars on a. ram makes a lot of difference in the looks of the flock. The mutton part costs the same, the extra -money ex- pended all goes to buy the quality, and we cannot get too much of that. Why not buy a couple of high- class ewes? A few years hence you will be able to give your boy a nice little flock of ewes, in the mean- while raising your own rams, sel- ling the surplus to your neighbors, doing a little missionary work, and they coat no more to -raise than the kind that are just "sheep," Do not be afraid to shoot any prowling dog that may be found on your farm, and particularly if it should happen to be in the vicinity of the sheep. THE MAN AND THE COW, Udder troubles aro frequently the result of bad feeding. Sunlight and pleasant surround- ings are great factors in stimulating large milk yields. The cow should be fed so that she will produce a full flow of mill: and maintain practically the same flesh condition. The high produoing dairy cow is an animal that follows in the wake of. civilization. She never goes ahead, Conditions must be suitable before she can be of any value to the farmer. - The cow should have a capacity to produce more milk than she is called upon to produce in ordinary dairy work. 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