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SYNOPSIS
Chapter L -On the verge of nerv-
ous collapse, due to overwork, Gay
Delane, successful New York artist,
seeks rest at Idle Island. She rents
a cottage, the "Lone Pine" from an
island character, the "Captain," and
his sister, Alice Andover, "administra-
tor." ..
Chapter II. -Gay finds the cottage
is tenanted by an elderly lady, "Aunt-
almiry," who consents to move to an-
other abode, the `Apple Tree." Awak-
ing from sleep, Gay imagines she sees
the face of a Chinaman peering in tete
window, but an reflection ascribes the
vision to imagination. She settles:
down ' in her new home, anticipating
months of well-earned rest and recu-
peration.
Chapter III. -On an exploration of
the islnad, Gay, standing on the se•t,•
shore, is horrified by the appearance•
cf the drifting body of a drowned
roan, which she nerves herself tc-
bring
cbring to the shore. A bullet wound
in the temple shows the manto ha re
been murdered. Gay covers the dead
face with a handkerchief, and makes
her way to the "Captain" with the.
story. Returning with him to tte
shore they find no body there, and
Gay's story of the incident is • t.
clown to an attack of "nerves."
DENTIST
Office over John Galbraith's Store -
F. A. PARKER
OSTEOPATH
All Diseases Treated
Office Adjoining residence next to
Anglican Church on Centre Street.
Sundays by appointment.
Osteopathy • Electricity
Phone 272, Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m.
A. R. & F. E. DUVAL
• Licensed Drugless Practitioners
Chiropractic and Electro Therapy.
Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic
College, Toronto, and National Col-
lege, Chicago.
Out ` of town and night calls res-
ponded to. Alt business ,confidential.
Phone, 601-13.
J. ALVIN FOX
Registered Drugless Practitioner
CHIROPRACTIC AND
DRUGLESS PRACTICE
ELECTRO -THERAPY
Hours:. 2-5, 7-8, or by
appointment.. ~ Phone 191.
D. H. McINNES
CHIROPRACTOR
ELECTRICITY'
Adjustments given for diseases of
all kinds; we specialize in dealingwith
children. Lady attendant. Night calls
responded to.
Office on Scott St., Wingham, Ont.
Phone 150
GEORGE A. SIDDAL
rJ
N.t)•SHRVBCIt
knew it was no dream. She welted
for Rand to come up to her.
"Did-you---see--hint?" she wltis-
pored,
"The Chink? Yes. The men must
he down at the club house, They al-
ways bring some one along to cook,
usually a Barky, but once it was a
Jap, Perhaps, they're giving; all na-
tions a try by turn." Then tie felt
Gay's intensity in her silence, the
closeness of her hand an his. "Why;
Gay, what is the matter? You're not
afraid of hint! Don't be afraid of a
Chinkie, they never harm anybody.—
Yon afraid! A woman who `lives
alone, and not according to natur'
and brags about it!"
Although Gay realized that the Fe-
males Wallace, as he affectionately
called them, must no doubt long since
have told Rand the story of the affair
to the cove as they, knew lte he had
never' referred to it by word or by
su estion, It was that innate wore
More will be forthcoming."
"Don't forget the electricity," she
reminded him gayly. "It must be a.
nickel a week,"
And laughingly she accepted • the
dingy coin he selected carefully from
a handful to give her.
Every day he went up the slope to
the Lone Pine at sunset, that sweetest
hour of the day, and sat with her in
the window -seat on the west, looking
down to the bay where the sky burn-
ed with fresh -blown gold' and flame
and amethyst, burned fiercely for "a
while before it paled to ,smoking em-
bers, pastel shades of rose and violet
and cream. And when the embers
had faded to gray ash, they went
into the woods, and walked up and
down beneath: the trees that gossiped
to one '.another above them, and
breathed deeply of the •intoxicating
spices, of the forest—pine, and spruce,
and fir,
',At that hour they never talked, but
THE STORY
CHAPTER V
Randolph, Wallace indeed stood fur
everything in the world of which Gay
Delane professedly disapproved. It
was not merely that he did not work,
but he disapproved' of it on principle.
He . objected vigorously to the en-
thronement of Doing, which was
Gay's god. He declared stoutly that
labor in itself was a childish, ineffec-
tive thing, that the need for it was a
confession of inferiority, that joy in
accomplishment was not merely the
last word in selfishness, but was also
the sure mark of a narrow nature,.
lacking vision.
He asked Gay why she had never
married.
''Because there is so much to do,"
she cried intensely. "Because I want
tc accomplish something in the world,
set something done. Because I want
to work, to work hard, and work well.
—Why don't you?" she ended mildly.
"Because life is toes rare and fine. a
thing to be devoted. to the mere' grimy
physical effort of doing this or doing
to the east of the Little Club where.
she often sat by the hour, chin in
hand, gazing dreamily off to sea.
Rand would not return that way. He
would come by fastest State -of -Maine
express, but it was the way be had
gone, and so intrigued her fancy.
Chin in hand, eyes misty with
dreams, thoughts far away to sea in
the south, she sat one day when a
voice called up to her from a lower
place among the rocks.
"Miss Delano! May I come up?"
Gay turned quickly, and her eyes
contracted wonderingly. She smiled.
It was the man she had directed to
the landing on the fate£tll.day of her
discovery in the,cove,'
"Come up, by all means," she said
cordially.
And as he carne .up, climbing care-
fully and with a caution that spoke
of little custom, she gave hien ler.
hand in greeting.
"How in the, world did.. you know
n"y name?" she asked interestedly,
"Oh, Gay Delane! It was on your
sketch book that day. Do tell me -I
have wondered about it so many tines
whatever came of it all? Did the
police trace. him? Did you ever get
back the little sketch, and --
Very briefly she told him of the dis-
appearance of the sketch.
"Are=are you sure?"he asked c "Well, i'.r. Ingram, welcome to the
doubtfully; almost, it'seemed to' her, Lone Pine. There is something about
quizzically. "It seems—very—well, you—something ' New • Yorkey—that
,unnatural, ,you know. Why, nobody makes me tingle for Times square."
knew about it— Didn't you drop the They were chatting companionably
to ourselves. 7aiey, would. talk to
` chatting of work, of each other—but. no one would tell
book? Couldn't it have fallen out? over their tea, t gmy—sadness—to an outsider, one who
It seems—"
"Now, don't you think I am crazy,"
she said with some heat. "Everybody
else does. . But 1 ani trusting you to
trust me."
gR
tesy, that delicate New England re-
serve which held sacred from refer-
ence a subject that aright give pain.
Now, suddenly, Gay wished he
would speakof it, would ask her
what she had seen, or thought she
saw. She wished greatly po talk: free-
ly with }din, to tell him the surprising
things that:. had happened to her on.
the island.
The closeness of her clasp on his
hand >rela ted. "I ain not afraid," she
said easily. "I just wondered who it
ryasTh."'
ere was no sound from the wild
growth of brush that lay so thickly.
about them, no faintest crackle of
dried, ; dead, crumbling needles of
pine, but as Gay finished speaking, a
dark shadow slipped away, almost
from beneath her hand, slipped away,
shadow -like,. and melted with the oth-
er shadows. And neither Gay nor
Rand suspected one shadow more or
less among the many on either side.
Evenwhen the Bo's'n was ready at
last for the trip down the coast, Rand
put off his departure as long as he
could, and when further delay was
impossible, he sent his bags aboard,
and with all . in sea tress for sailing,
with the two liken chosen for his
crew, aboard, he slowly climbed the
hill for a final breakfast with Gay at
eleven o'clock.
Gay was very wistful, very sad.
She could not eat, although the break-
fast tray for two was most enticingly
arrayed. Oyer her cup of coffee her
eyes ',thing to 1 ad's Lyes, very large,
very deep, daddy troubled.
"Rand, please eat," she begged.
"You will be very hungry before
night! Eat, please eat!"
"Gay, I can't.. For the first time in
my life, my appetite was all filled up
before I began, I. hate .to go and
leave you. Gay, you aren't thinking
of going away the first of September,
are you? I will make the trip as fast
as I can, but I cannot be back by the
n' �o 'before I re -
Walked Up and Down Beneath the
Trees.
wandered. slowly here and there,
stumbling sometimes over the twisted,
old roots of trees or fallen logs, slid-
ing over treacherous rocks, bolding
hands like children, smiling at each
other.
One night they lingered long in the
forest, so that dusk was blackening
the s!iadows when they turned up be -
that. Soul is too frail and too deli- hind the Little Club, in that pathless
tate to be enslaved in the chains of bit of the wood. As they went on,
'daily toil for board and keep." !laughing softly, and stumbling, sud-
my laughing at her,: making fun. tc one who was a sound,lkinthey camedthem, m,
Half the time, she realized that' he deal without
was only g g� gas walking toward them,
But always she felt an undertone of swiftly, surely, toward the shore.
serious conviction in what he said, All feet fell softly on the, thick pil-
always she felt in hint the inherent lowing of pine needles and dry moss -
yearning of pure spirit for freedom, es, but those feet that came to meet
more freedom, always more Work, them made no'sound at all: As they
he declared, was confining, success
!was pinioninr, ambition the sternest
came together, Gay looked up with
keen but friendly interest to see who
walked in her enchanted wood at
nightfall, and then she caught her
breath with a sudden startled intake.
The face that ;he saw in the dusk
Money to lend on first and second i
mortgages on farm' and other real es- +
tate properties at a reasonable rate of
interest, also on first Chattel Mort -
slave -driver in. the universe.` Only in
thought, desire, the soul was free
Gay chafed restlessly at his easy
idolence, his serene and apparently
ages on swcn .0 ,,.� N ..,... ... -_- .,
A few farms on hand for sale or to i,
Cent. on easy- terms..
Phone 78.'T,ucknow, Ont.
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THOMAS FELLS
AUCTIONEER
REAL ESTATE SOLD }
A thorough knowledge of Faun Stock
Phone 281, Wingham
RICHARD B. JACKSON`
AUCTIONEER
i'hone 6131•6, Wroxeter, or address
R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any-
where and satisfaction guaranteed.
George Walker, Corrie, can arrange
slates.
DRS. A. J. & A. W. IRWIN
DENTISTS`
f is MacDonald Block, Wingham
Office
AWALKER
A. J. 1.f A
FURNITURE AND FUNERAL
SERVICE
A. . Walker
J
Lieensed Buncral Director anrl'
Embalmer,
Office Phone 106, Res, Phone 224,
"tie Funeral Coach,
�atcst l..ii'cto'usi
n ',Was sharply, familiar, unmistakable, a
e :could work,. that, on occasion, he thin little face that showed: yellow in
id work, desperately, both hard and the gloaming, like yellow parchment,'
perturbable calm. She knew that
ell, with mind, with soul, with body. nith,narrow, slopin almond e.y es, and
lid more than that, he liked it. .It beneath'one of them a faint shining
-as only the compulsion to work that .mark, like a seam in the. parchment,
to decried. where, a scar seared the flesh, the face
The days flew away like enchanted of a yellow, little old Chinaman.
Inngs. Gay had never been: so hap- In the dusk, as site had sten it be -
first. You would t g
turn, would you?'
"There's really nothing to hurry inc
away," she said reasonably. "1. like
it here, and I do need more rest, and
—they say—the weather is very nice
in September.
"The weather! Are you staying for
the weather?"
Gay shook her head. No—for you."
Rand stood up suddenly, and Gay,
too, rose slowly. Hand in hand they
crossed the pleasant room to the door
that opened.down upon the bay where
the Bo's'n waited for Rand, to take
hiin away.
"I kissed you when I came the first
time," he said softly, "wouldn't it
rather hurt your feelings if I .went
away—less affectionately?"
Gay nodded. "Terribly. I should
think you didn't like it."
Rand took her in his arms, and'
kissed her, not once, but many times.
"Were you • ever in love before,
Rand?" Gay asked softly.,
"Well --yes," he admitted hesitating-
ly.
esitating-
l *. "Er—weren't you?"
3
"Will — yes," she acknowledged, {I
smiling faintly. "But never like. this,.
Rand, never like this.
Her cool, firm, :slender fingers ca-
rested his hair, touched his lips, crad-
led the curve of his chin.
"Rand," :hoe whispered. "Rand,"
At three o'ek,ek,. with smiling trent-
' us- lip;, and tears etrearnint; down
i althour;li'she neglected her sacred fort she am it again, and an the fare her :face, hot laughing, (lay s iceed in
I shall stay a little longer—a week or
two perhaps. While the weather i.s
nice. I like it better now the sum -
vier crowd is gone. Just the nice,.
good religious natives are left, And
me, I like it. But I did not expect
to see yoaliere again."
"1 wish I could say 1 had. come only..
to see you," he said, "but I ant afraid
I` dare not go so far. As a matter of
fact, I have learned that they are an-
ticipating rather a land boons around
here in the next two or three years,
arid. my partner and I are hoping to
pick up something for a song ,and sell
it after a bit for a -well, a grand op-
era. I am scouting out the land."
"How interesting. How very inter-
esting!" : Gay stood up' suddenly.
"You offered me tea before, and I 're-
fused. I ant bolder now. Will you
tea with lite? . And tell me about it?"
They passed back over the reeks
and into the woods, skirting the little
club, in silence.
"1 shall have to take' a peep at some
of your private papers, I think," Gay
said smilingly, as she led the way into
the Lone Pine. "Or shall 1 call you
,Say,?„
"Ingram, Ronald Ingrain—I beg
face, the light' faded suddenly froiu.'
her eyes, the flush died in her cheeks. : 't
All in ,a moment she was smaller, old-
er, very tired,
A little later Mr, Ingrain. went
away with many warm and, pleasant
words, and with a last light lingering
touch'on Gay's hand, Their, eyes suet„
understandingly, :as they smiled .fare-
well, • When Gay returned to Auntal-
miry she was sitting wilted slightly in,
the chair, and her face was sad.
"Gay, you will excuse me, won't
you? For coating like that, when you
had company. L saw hint on the piaz-
za -a stranger -and I thought maybe
Buddy had. conte."
"Buddy? 1)o you mean Rand?"
"No, Buddy—my, son, Buddy." '
"Auntalmiry, your son! Have you'
a son? Oh. I didn't,knew you had a.
son. VVhy didn't,you tell me?"
"Yes, Buddy, my son. I didn't tell(
you, dcarie, because—we'aren't like'
that. We just hold things in our
hearts, sad thing's, and say nothing,.
The glad. things, too, perhaps,'toot
inucli., We don't. scatter our feelings,.
good orr `bad; we shut them, I
thought 'perhaps some one else had.
your pardon, I' seem to feel that I tole you:,
know you so well I quite forgot you „NA No, one on this island has
cud not know my name.". ever mentioned. your son—Buddy. I
never heard of hint before."
"We are like that)" she said'faint-
ly. "We hold. one another's secrets
"I will trust you," he said quickly.
"I do. It was bad luck all the way,
round,' and I'm sorry. I wish I had
taken the sketch from you by main.
force. I hate that worst of all, los-
ing the' sketch. Do you remember
the hand—very fine—"
"Don't,"she''said. Don't talk of
it. I should have done something for
that poor boy—but what could I do!"
"Don't, think of it. 'Lee's' talk, of
something else. -Are you remaining
long on the island? It seems very
quiet here now. The'summer people
have gone, have they not?"
In spite of the best efforts, feeling
the curious interest of his eves and
his words, Gay felt her face flush for
her ingering.
"I was worn out," she explained
quickly, "I had to have a long rest.
invasee and brush How could she tirm uE a moment, the duel. received the lasgheet'as•ivadgrav of the f,r,ne Rime
ork with Rand Sprawling in the win him again, nriiselessly, a", it had res- and blew'a Ilia; t' this wind as Ct.aiid
Bow -seal at ' her side, brown hand ceived him before.
)ruching her hand, gray eyes holding
Iler eyes? Every day he worked
faithfully on the Bo's'n, lleinis' yacht,
worked very bard for a few hours to
,pare himself more time to he with
Iter, appearing at the Ione fine every
inotning promptly at eleven o'clock,
the hour of her late breakfast, which
vas breakfast and luncheon in one.
So that is bow one li e y s ort noth-
ing a year," she said to him one day,
laughing, "Well, 1 ain relieved. I
know at :least that you will never
starve."
r
' The next mrnrnins, he handed '.her a
pound of the hest coffee obtainable at'
the Pier. Grocery store. He was very
,haughty.. "I may be poor but I have
s
my pride," he said.. "My coffee! And.
when it is, gone;kindtyd notify ;rocs
•
Gay had not be any oceans it r,.,,:rt
ten her first night on the island;. when
she lay alone in the cottage on the
fringe of the woods in her great ex-
haustion of mind and physical weari-
ness; when, sleeping she had seemed
to feel a gaze upon her, anti .tirrcd
to see, or think' site saw, the thin yel-
low face in the gloaming;; and had
turned again to her sleep, saying
k
dreamily it was but a dream, She
had, however, made inquiry casually,
and had been told there were no resi-
dent Chinese on the island, but that,
on rare occasion,. One came on 'errand
from Portland, for the delivery of
packages, perhaps, or a day's work,
It was only as in a dream that she
had remembered the face.
Bet now, with sudden fear, Gay
tiirricd the }lr,'s'n reset, to, +;,,:a.
CHAiTI.Iis. VI
first of F,Y fstei b r eaUle
the liaralsixi ,up of tli. -summer r.r,l•
(My. {lay nage gratefof for ' the ilrence
after the .flavor Fif yr,'unp voir;Yee
twanging nkle114:'i, 'rr'hif:uiti r
phopess.' Adr,rtiltle:, waitiri;., at'me at
the top, ,,f Ow hill, for Rand tri vane!
.. s� f',
.1 M F't ➢ a
7 p
ff �:7rrxit:tarn,...,}i. �a. tr tri, L' I
eentimeht i sg.
vague xre: a prophetic rophetic
geetuni that all her futile?: life, would
•'i etbin iiko that,twaiting fear.
hc; � Jr , W�
,.
Rand, she stilled it a r., ,.,,
,
ltttsly. She
r a i � t' 4 4 doubly stored to he
:.fel, that t �a Y
alone in awaiting }lits return, that of
It the summer colrrn )(lies alone rt -
a e Yr
ma;inedr waiting.
llrere was a. 'point carr ttte rr;cks
aiins and interests, the big things of
life, when Auntalmiry carne to the
door. She came intentionally, know-
ing there was a guest; Gay knew that
at '.'once, realized it with . a vague re-
sentment, although knowing it was
not like the little old woman to in-
trude. She was dressed for the oc-
casion, in her best black'Sunday silk,
with her coral cameo at her throat.
There was a flush of excitement in
her cheeks, and as she stepped into
the room, not glancing at Gay, she.
swept Ronald Ingram with an eager'
breathless gaze.
"Ori, Mrs. Bridges, this is Mr, In-
gram," Gay said lightly. "Mrs.
Bridges, for company" she explained
laughingly. "Auntalmiry to all us
Lome -folks. Sit down, Auntalmiry;
tea's niceand hot."
"Yes -yes, I will." Auntalmiry sat
down stiffly, her eyes still intent on
the young man who had crossed the
room to stand by her" chair as she
sank into it. And intent upon his
didn't belong."'
"Was it a sadness :Auntalmiry, have
ing the son?"
Auntaliniry's eyes glowed •suddenly,
but her voice remainedmild and even.
"It was heaven," she said gently.
"But he went away—and nevercame.'
back"
(Continued Next Week.)
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You can hove relief. Mrs. T. K.
Sheehan of Windsor, Ont, was !helpless
with Inflaitnmatory Rheumatism. She
couldn't even move her eyes, and spent
nearly $1000 for treatments. She
writes: "Three boxes of T -R -C's made
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CAPSULES
GIRLS HAVE ROCKY RANCH CAMP
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Lett hand top inset: tit. Harriett E. Cooke. ))liths hand trip inset: ]Vose Mary E Cutlet. Centres . Luke Windernori
ttniiMt( Conn for Oirtu. Lower left° David'Ctiompson bteruorial Hall.,Lower right: Waiter Nixon, noted trail rider.
'The, Lake Windermere Bungalow bined with instruction in art. The younger • eQne fitinn., v
staff inc1udee instructors in rid- part in last year's Trail Ride to,
the Lake of the Figueroa Gaete.�s
whieh 'is In the Lake Windermere•
district. and have eat:teed Welter.
Nixon, the well-known hunter and'
sruide to supervise the trail rid ire
expedition which wilt ford) part of
the eourse in, ratio-ers't for than
girls. The atilt ltandnlph Broom,
Lieutettan.t-Gavernot of British
Columbia, has his summer ;home
in the neighbourhood and is taking
a keen interest in the movetnetitk
Camp
i i was the first of
Ja p wh eh
its kind established in the Cana-
dian Rockies will this year be
transformed into a Ranch -Camp
for girls under )'lie direction of
Mins Mary E. `Cutler, (if Minneap-
olis, Mid Dr. '[Iaxriett E. Cooke, of
Chicago, '+irho have h4d consider-
aiillx eitpetiWlee lit the management
of such Camps and have selected
this as an ideal: Spot for girls de-
siring an active outdoor life, coii-
ing, swilnniing and camp-et'aft, in
addition to teachers of handicrafts
and painting, and the course will
include partic station in the annual
four-day cross ••ountry ride of the
Trail Riders tib the Canadian
Rockies. Both Miss Cutler and
Dr, 'Cooke have spent several sum-
mers in this region end are en-
thusiastit about the hesilt`igiving
value of ranch-eamp life in these
Alpine regions of Canada or the