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The Brussels Post, 1916-11-23, Page 2WANTED ' R THE� O "Y Two thousand Canadians are wasted for the Royal Naval Can. adian Volunteer Reserve towards manning the new ships of the Imperial Royal Navy. Immediate overseas service. Only men of good character and good physique accepted. Pay $1.10 Minimum per day—Free Keit $20.00 tier Month Separation Allowance tirJ't Apply to the nearest Naval Recruit- ing ecruitIng Station, or to the •, Dont. of ns- OTTAWA Service '• �. jam, OTTAWA THE LAPSE OF ENOCH WENTWOR TH By ISABEL GORDON CURTIS, Author of " The Woman from Wolvertons " CHAPTER XXIV. More than one "summer show" had begun to blazon an alluring sign over the door of a Broadway theatre be- fore "The House of Esterbrook" dos- ed its season. The fame of the play had gone abroad through the country, and night after night, long after the residence part of New York showed a labyrinth of boarded fronts, every seat in the Gotham was sold before the curtain went up. The house was packed to the roof on the night the play closed. It was the middle of Tune and the city had grown uncomfortably hot Went- worth had spent a restless day. It seemed to him as if the air was filled with anticipation. He overheard the Breens discuss their plans for the summer in a Maine Camp. Julie Volk had approached him, half shy, half eager, to tell of a shore cottage where they were to stay with Dorcas until the season opened. Telegrams came and went, everyone in the theatre had plans except himself. He felt for- saken and isolated amid the excite- ment of a closing night. He had no ties—not a human being eared wheth- er he came or went. There was a house—he held the title deeds for it, he paid taxes and hired servants to care for it—but it was not a home. Only a year ago the three of them had gone holidaying, as care -free as chil- dren. Ages had passed since last summer. He wandered about the theatre in aimless, unseeing fashion. The world seemed to have grown intolerable. He hated the gay laughter in the audi- ence, the rustling of fans, and the buzz of voices between the acts. The orchestra had chosen airs thab jarred upon his inmost nerves. He stood watching the throng when suddenly he wondered how he should meet tomor- row and every to -morrow of a long lonely, inactive summer. Before the curtain fell on the last act he strolled through the darkened house and opened a narrow door be- hind the lower boxes. A few shad- owed steps led to the stage. A man stood inside with his fingers moving over the buttons, which flooded the stage with light or shadow. Went- worth pushed past him and walked swiftly behind the drops until he reached a corner which was compara- tively deserted. He stood inside a wing, watching the company take their curtain calls. Last of all came Merry, alone. The insistent applause importuned a speech. Wentworth smiled grimly. Andrew's one terror was a speech. He was the actor glance about him appealingly, then his eyes signaled to the man who controll- ed the curtain. It began to descend with quite deliberation. Merry pause ed for a moment, then he came back. "Ladies and gentlemen." he began, "I had hoped—" While Wentworth stood listening he, wondered why the descent of the cur- tain did not stop. He turned and whispered a command to the stage-, hand who stood beside him. The man's face was deathly white, he look- ed paralyzed with terror. In a sec- ond Enoch realized that something in the machinery had lost its grip. The; house had gown still, while Merry, stood smiling and talking in his non-) ebalant fashion. A young man with a gleaming expanse of shirt front rose from a lower box and set his foot upon the railing, preparing to climb over to the stage. A woman stood beside him clasping her hands and staring at Merry with horror-stricken eyes. Her, face grew as white as the lace robe she wore, Then she shrieked a long, shivering cry of terror, Enoch sprang toward the footlights with one swift leap, holding his arm over his head as! if to ward off the heavy curtain, which was still descending. He seized Merry with a desperate grip and tossed the actor far back on the stage, then he fell with the ponderous curtain across his inert body. His closed eyes were facing the glare of the foot -lights. MOTHERreached and Merry, in a swift motor, ached the Waverly Place home be- SEIGEL'S SYRUP The proof of Mother Seigel's Syrup is in the taking. That is why former sufferers, whose vitality was being sapped by Indigestion, say it is just ex- cellent for stomach, liver and bowel troubles. Thanks to Mother Seigel's Syrup, they are now strong and well. IS EXCELLENT FOR If you are afflicted by Indi- gestion or other disorders of the stomach, liver and bowels take Mother Seigel's Syrup regularly for a few days; long enough to give it a fair chance to make its beneficial influence felt Then note the improvement in your appetite, your strength, your general condition. sots HEAIaACHES, BILIOUSNESS CONSTIPATION INDIGESTION. :.:r.. H..: .`v„, ?'I ,. r.00bol/k of Syrup (ordains Wed limes as much as the Sve fore the ambulance, and a famous sur- geon came clove at their heels. When the operation was over they laid Wentworth upon his own bed. The surgeon stood looking down on the unconscious face. Blood was welling slowly from the wound on his fore- head and made a wide stain upon the snowy bandage. The man turned to look as Dorcas: her make-up lay int smudges upon her face and she wore the blue cotton gown which belonged to "Cordelia" in the last act; her fin- gers clenched each other, while she turned an imploring gaze to the quiet) face of the surgeon. ""I do not know—yet," he whispered, answering the question in her eyes; 'it is too soon to tell. He lived through .it, and it is one of those operations when the patient does not always live." Somebody led her away. In a dos - en fashion she knew that Alice Volk bathed her face and braided her hair into tnvo long strands and changed her stage gown for a soft kimono. Then Merry took her hand and she followed him to the library. She lay down upon a couch feeling as if every nerve in her body had an ear and it was listening. The house was per- fectly still. Once in her mind she used that phrase, "Still as death" Afterwards she fell into a shivering fit; the tears ranee, and she sobbed so fiercely that the agony seemed to tear: at her throat. From a shadowy corner near the , fireside Merry rose and «'rept across the room, Ho dropped on his knees beside her and soothed her without a Weed, as one broods over an unhappy child, The Warm grip in which he held her hand between his ewe gave her courage and hope, She rose to her feet and he led her to the window where she sat down and looked out into the dark, qaiet square. Out of her memory rose the thought of an early morning—it was only a year ago—when she had seen Andrew Mer- ry for the first time stretched listless- ly on the park bench with a gray, thin fog occasionally blotting him from her sight. It was here, boo, she had set watching children scuffle through wind-blown leaves, while she heard her brother read the manuscript of "Tho House of Esterbrook." Merry sat silent at her side until the nurse en- tered. the room. "Miss Wentworth," she said, "Dr.. Mowbray wants you. Your brother has been conscious for a few minutes. He cannot speak, but he wants some- thing. Will you come?" They followed the woman swiftly. Enoch'e eyes sought hers with piteous pleading which was almost agony, She bent to kiss him. His gaze traveled to Merry and the agony seemed to change to peace. "You saved his life, Enoch," she whispered. Andrew laid his fingers gently upon the nerveless hand which rested out- side the sheet. The eyes of the two men mot: in those of one was a mute! prayer for forgiveness, in the other's shone gratitude and the old affection grown steadfast. Enoch's lips moved. He was trying to speak. Dorcas laid her ear close to his mouth. "He wants his keys," she said quick- lyThe nurse left the bedside and re- turned with a bunch of small keys I strung upon a steel ring. Dorcas laid them in her brother's hand. It was pitifully inert! She lifted them and ran them through her fingers, one by one, as a Chatolic tells her beads in a rosary. Her gaze was fixed upon his eager eyes. When she touched a shining brass key a gleam of relief shone in the man's beseeching eyes. !She rose to her feet. "I will go at once, Enoch, and find it. I shall know what you want, what- ever it is, and will bring it to you." The doctor followed Merry and Dor- cas to the door. "Don't come back unless I send for you. The exertion has been too much for him." "This is the key to a small drawer! in Enoch's desk," explained the girl. "I can probably guess what he wants. I ought to show it to trim. If his mind is set on something he may sleep quietly when he knows I have found it." "I will call you if he does not sleep,"; said the doctor. • ' Merry walked to the window and stared vaguely into the darkness. A little clock on the mantel struck three. Once he looked over his shoulder at Dorcas. He could hear the crackle of stiff paper as she unfolded a few long, narrow sheets which were hied in a thin bundle. "I have found Enoch's will and a number of business papers. Here are his bankbooks and the contract with Oswald for the play. There are bonds and things of that sort—things I do not understand. I imagine," the girl's voice broke into a sob, "it must be the will he wants." "Probably, it is, dear," said Andrew gently. She laid the papers on the desk and lifted a yellow envelope. There was no writing upon it; it was unsealed. She took out a slip of pa- per and stood motionless while she read it. Then her fingers moved in a groping way to turn on a blaze of electricity under the green globe above. the desk. "The room is so dark," she mor-, mured. She dropped the paper upon the blotter in front of her and leaned upon the desk with he face between her hands. "Andrew," cried Dorcas with a stifl- ed moan, "come here!" He crossed the room and stood looking down over the girl's shoulder. "See," she whispered, "see what I have found! Tell me what is it?" Her fingers pointed to the bond. She stretched out her hand as if search- ing for protection and help. The man clasped it between his own, then she raised her eyes to his. "Was it this, Andrew, this that lay behind everything—that made you give up your play and—" Merry's lips parted, but he did not' speak Dorcas glanced at the date.' She withdrew her hands from his and put her fingers a ,cross her eyes as if trying desperately to remember see- thing. "Why," she cried suddenly, "the date was delay 29, last year; that was two days after I came home from the convent." Her forehead knitted into a puzzled frown. "It must have been that night — that morning — when Enoch had a steg party, and I came in, after you had all gone. It was the first Lime I saw you. I have told you about it—when you sat out there, waiting for a 'bus." ""Yes,'' he whispered. ""Then afterwards," she raised her head with a,quick gesture, "we went to Juniper Point. There you told me about your play -and you went away to write it?" She paused. waiting for Merry to answer. She did not raise her eyes. Her head was bent ae if she took the shame of her brother upon her own shoulders. "Yes.'" The man spoke in a slow whisper. "Then you came hack, with the play finished and read it to Enoch, and he —he claimed it—became he held this against you?" She laid a trembling finger upv the eheet of paper. "Yes." Dorcas ant perfectly still with her arms lying on the desk. Murry bent over and gently touched her cheek. "Oh!" she shrank away from him with a shuddering cry. "Oh, how coeld you let him do such a thing.! It was so cruel, so inconceivably crael, so shameful, and so unjust! Ib was such a mistake! Why did you let my brother do such a thing?" "I don't know." Merry spoke ab- ruptly. • 'Tell me why you let him do it," persisted the ;girl. "I don't believe I can explain—to you." There was a hopeless tone in the man's voice. "For a while it seemed to me like a poker debt. Wo- men cannot understand a poker debt" "No, I cannot understand," eon- fessed Dorcas, Then she went on hurriedly: "Was that your only rea- son?" (To be continued). i 4i ON THE FARM The Gas Engine. Few practical farmers would listen to a salesman who offered them, at any price; a hand -power feed grinder. The same men will go to town, purchase a washing machine so large that it would almost stall a one-half horse- power engine to run it. Do they think where the power to run this ma- chine is to come from? (True it is that some men run them, but nob al- ways). No, they take it for granted that it is so far ahead of the old method that the wife or hired girl should be satisfied to turn the the crank, or work il, back and forth in whatever the prescribed method may be. The pumping of water for the stock in the barnhasalways been considered one of the most important uses to which a gas engine could be put. What about some labor-saving device that would pump water to the house? Then the vegetables could be easily wash- ed by turning a faucet and letting the water do the work, the butter could be easily washed, the Blue Monday would be a thing of the past. Electric light is another conven- ience which this source of power makes possible. These are some of the more common labor-saving devices, but let us look at some others that are pos- sible. Let any man watch a woman pre- paring a meal and he will see the energy she expends is mostly in do- ing countless little things which tire her more by their monotony than by; actual work. A dish washing ma-' chino will' relieve the house -wife of the most disagreeable of all tasks. Why should the country wo- man not have a vacuum cleaner? I Without the engine a small shaft drive: en by hand could give power to a food chopper, knife cleaner, coffee grinder, etc., and do many other tasks in the kitchen. The housewife will insist that the engine must be clean and easy to start. She does not want one that will spat- ter oil all over. Many reliable en gines are on the market and do excel- lent work when used intelligently.' Labor is scarce and often hard to get along with; herein lies a possible solu-i tion. Many of our readers will say these ideas are just notions and sound very nice but are nob practical. In the older -settled districts in this new country many are contemplating building large modern houses, while many have done so already, and this' question should be given every consid-, eration It will pay the outlay many times if so much of the drudgery that rightly drives girls off the farm will 11 r �x THEdesolation and hardships of war, and the worst of winter weather, cannot damp the spirits of our Canadians when the Christmas boxes f'a arrive from "home". As you plan the parcel for ' St" HIM who is dear to you, don't forget that Gillette shaving equipment is just as keenly appreciated on active service as are sweaters, mitts and "oats". If he already has a m ate sart7 send him a generous supply of Gillette Blades, for probably he is sharing the razor with his pals who are not so fortunate. Clean shaving is in high favor among our troops— because it is sanitary—because it makes the dressing of face wounds easier—but most of all because of its bracing effect. The Gillette is best for the job—and the mala who has one is most popular in his platoon.. Whatever else you put in his Christmas box, be sure there's a Gillette Safety Razor or a supply of Blades. You can buy from your Hardware Dealer, Druggist Jeweler or Men's Wear Dealer—"Bulldogs'; and Standard Sets at $5.00—Pocket Editions at $5.00 and $6.00—Combination Sets at $6.50 up. Gillette Safety Razor Co. of Canada, Limited Office and Factory—THE GILLETTE BLDG., MONTREAL. 117 Butchering Directions. Never kill an animal that is losing flesh is a maxim of good butchers, for the meat is growing tougher and dryer. But it is possible to have pigs too fat. Give the hogs water but no feed a day before killing. Be sure the bleeding is done before scalding or the skin may be left too red. Scrape it as quickly and rapidly as possible aft- er scalding. A cold carcass is hard to scrape well. Keep the hog mov- in a barrel. If the animal is left pressed against the barrel the hot water can not get at that part of the the carcass. Scraping is easier when a shovelful of hardwood ashes, a lump of lime, some concentrated lye, or a handful of soft soap,. has been added to the water. Scald when the tem- perature of the water Is between 140 deg. and 150 deg. After scalding and scraping off the hair, hang up the carcass, carefully re- move all internal organs, strip out the leaf lard. Hany where there is a circulation of cool dry air, until all animal heat is out—from twenty-four to thirty-six hours after slaughtering. There are twin methods of curing meat —the brine and the dry cure. For a warm climate the brine may be safest, but for the highest quality and finest flavor the dry cure is preferred, for brine destroys some of the soluble pro.. tein in meat, which gives its flavor. A piece of meat that has been soaked, or even wet, is not so good as before. Healthy Hogs Resist Cholera. ' Hogs are not as resistant to disease at this season of the year as they are in the spring when getting an abund- ance of green forage, and hating ac- cess to a wide range It is necessary, therefore, to give them more atten- tion and better care to offset season- al conditions and danger from new. corn Do nob feed in the same lot, or on the same acre of ground, day after day. This contaminates the feeding places, and also attracts crows, pig- eons, and sparrows which may have been feeding with a cholera infected herd. Throw the feed out in a differ. ent spot each day, thus giving the pigs a clean "plate" from which to eat. The water supply is of much impor- tance to the health of the hogs at this time of year. Old mud wallows are never- good, but are not so bad if the hogs can have pure water to drink, but if forced to bathe and drink in the same "tub" serious trouble can be ex- pected at any time, See that they have an abundance of pure water to drink, situated near the wallow holes or feeding places. Pure water will aid materially in keeping the herd cholera free.—E. R. Spence, Missouri College of Agriculture. A eliminated. Most men will gladly — - - - help to do their part if there is a demand for something like this, so be , sure and let them know your wishes., Then we will be able (1) to do things we had not the time to do in the pas); (2) to do work better' than is possible by hand; (3) to find more time for, the development of a higher tone of; culture.—Farmer's Advocate. Calf Food Must Be Right. The raising of a really good dairy cow depends very greatly upon the way she is fed when she is a young calf. Most important among the de- tails is the temperature of the foods. The most careful experiments prove that some milk is necessary for the calf before she reaches the age of eight weeks. The food value of this milk may be greatly reduced or even destroyed by feeding it cold. Feed milk warm always, whether it be whole milk or skim -milk. The nearer it is to the temperature of the cow, 102 deg., the better. The calf's stomach curdles the milk, the same as in a cheese -Vat in which rennet (a por- tion of the calf's stomach) is placed, provided the milk is properly warmed. With correct temperature and favor- able precipitation of the curd in the calf's stomach, injurious gasses will not bo formed. But if it is other- wise, poisonous gasses aro generated and putrefaction, more or less severe, often prevails in the intestines. Thus it is that cold milk fed twice a day injures instead of building tip, and the calf shivers, humps her hack, her coab stares and her paunch is paiin- fully distended. As a result her fu• tore usefulness as a cow is impaired. The coat of a thrifty calf should be smooth, close and shiny, nob staring and dull. Success with young ant- mals comes from correct and suffici- ent feeding, and it must he carried on with persistent regularity, *11 ACROSS THE BORDER WHAT IS GOING ON OVER IN THE STATES. v Latest Happenings in Big Republic Condensed for Busy Readers. Two California girl students lived on peanuts for three months as an ex- periment, Electric fans and running water are provided for fowls on a poultry farm in Missouri. Three daughters of Mrs. Tillie Bor kovitz of Pittisburg, Pa,, gave birth to children on the same day. The Board of Health of New Bed- ford, Mass., announced that as, case of beri-beri had been discovered in the city. Mrs. Margaret Claire Boubinger, on trial in Newark, N.J., as her hu:sband's murderer, declares she ]tilled him to save her own life. Detectives investigating the $50,- 000 burglary at the country home of Frank Gray Griswold in New York, are trailing a discharged servant, now in Philadelphia. For seven weeks Eva Booth, of the Salvation Army, has been ill with neuritis at her home, in Hartsdale, N.Y., and there is much anxiety over her condition. Dancing is the most popular, form of entertainment at the social centres of the Chicago public school system, ac- cording to a report made public by the Board of Education. - North American fur trappers made $20,000,000 in the last season, De- partment of Agriculture experts esti- mated to -day. The output was 50 per cent. below normal. Jacob Luana, Herman Maki, Henry Antilla and John Luana were fined $10 and costs at Mass City, Mich., for ac- cidentally killing a hunter, John Tik- anen, on Oct. 19, Tikanen was using a head light, which was mistaken for a deer's eyes. A. M. Trost, night ticket agent at the Lake Shore depot, in South Bend, Ind., was rubbed of $1,040 short- ly after midnight. He was on his way to the express office with the money when he was attaekcd from behind. Henry J. Dorgeloh, assistant cash- ier of the Coal and Iron National Bank, New York, was arrested on a charge of embezzling $20,847.10. Fed- eral authorities and officers of the bank state that the amount stolen really totals $92,000. The Southern Railway Company plans to create a new mortgage of $500,000,000, maturing at various dates prior to October 1, 1999, the in- terest rate to be fixed by the directors according to the money conditions pre- vailing at the sale of each series. Mating Butter. Cream is made up of little fat globules in milk. In making butter the fat globules are brought togeth- er into a moos and the milk is remov- ed as butter -milk These fat globules will stick better when just the right heat than if either too warm or too cold. A good temperature for churn- ing is 58 degrees Fahrenheit. When the cream is the right sourness it churns better than when sweet or too sour The cream should be kept at 50 degrees or lower till the day be- fore churning Then warm it up to 70 degrees or room heat which will bring about the souring by the next day. When the barrel churn is used al- low gas to escape every few minutes at first When the butter begins to come keep a close watch and stop churning when the butter granules are the size of wheat kernels. Draw off the buttermilk and wash in the elealfsitardelligitte churn repeatedly with cold water till the buttermilk is all removed. Then remove the butter from churn and work it with a paddle. Add an ounce of salt per pound of butter. --North Dokota Experiment Station. antic Sugar is packed by automatic machin- ery in strong white cotton bags and cartons at the refinery. This is far safer and more sanitary than sugar packed by band in a weak paper bag which breaks at a touch. No hand touches LANTIC SUGAR until you open it your- self. Just cut off the corner of the carton and pour out the sugar as you need it. 2 and 5 -lb Cartons '1 10 and 20 -Ib Bags "The All -Purpose Sugar" 411 al °"HIUVING children prefer 1 the bread you make with Five Inoses Flour. It is stored with the flavor, vitality and easily digested nourishment of prime Manitoba wheat. Nutritious t Wholesome Keeps Well ti Dairy and Stock. A milking machine is like most oth- er things—it will not run itself. Alfalfa meal has had quite a vogue, but give a cow good alfalfa hay and she will make her own meal. People are really learning •some- thing. There was a good gain this year in the exemption from hog chol- era. Quality is the main thing in butte and milk, though a full mills -pail is desirable from the dairyman's point of view. It is becoming increasingly difficult to find help in the dairy, and yet lots of folks seem to think that milk should be as cheap as water When what was long contemptuouse ly known as "flitch" is now selling under the guise of "breakfast bacon" for thirty cents the pound, it tnity fair. ly be seid the hog is looking up. Ready to Distribute. Jolla rue1w1 to her mother one day in is most excited frame of mind: "Oh, mot'itcr, we've had the beat time! We've been playing postman, and we gave every lady on the block a letter." "But, dear, whore did you geb the letters?" "Why, we found them in your, trunk in the garret all tied up with blue ribbon!" Methuselah completed nine cone torics and never oedgl he an nuboma to, •