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Zurich Herald, 1920-11-04, Page 2it is ,c1 to a e and serves its mission T is used in wiliilions of teapots daily. Send us a postal for a 'free salnple9 Please state the price you now pay and whether Black, Green or Mixed Address Saiada, 'Toronto. 8722 Ce arryi:g By HELEN SHERMAN GRIFFITH. () II. tr— Oh, sir, would you mind letting "We are ;lowing down!" she ex- claimed. "We are stopping!" "So we are! Hurrah! Randall thrust his head out of the door to investigate. "Are we near : town?" asked Hope, peering over his shoulder, "Oh, how very dark it is! It must be nearly midnight!" "I think we're in a freight yard; not much of a town, though;" there was only an occasional light twinkling in the distance. "The rain has stop- ped at any rate." With a jerk, the train come to a standstill. "Let's get out before any freight hands come along. I'll get down first and help you. Can you hold the bag?" He suited his action to the word and the next moment they were on solid ground again, scurrying and tumbling across the ties. They emerged at length upon what appeared to be a long, pleasant village street, bordered by big trees, Outlines of houses loom- ed ghostlike on eit'.er side. "It must be very late," Hope fret- ted. "How can we have the face to snake up anybody!" "Perhaps they are only sitting in their kitchens; village people do, you knee!. Ah, there's a light at the back of this house. Somebody's awake there, anyhow. We'll ring." Randall opened a gate and led the way up a short, straight path. As he struck a match to find the bell, Hope got a glimpse of the darkened fret of an unpretentious cottage. In response to Randall's ring, an upstairs '"-- indow was raised and a man's voice, mild and sympathetic, hailed them. "What can I do for you?" "Will you—we want to know—that is, this young lady and I—a runaway us come in and I'll explain?" To Hope he added in an undertone. "I can't shout out to the high heavens that we were carried off in a freight train, he'd think us stark mad. What shall I say?" "I don't know—" Hope was begin- ning, when the voice called down: "I see, 1 see. I'll be right down, Just wait on the noreh, please, until I can open the door." In a surprisingly short time the bolts were withdrawn, and the door opened. Standing in its hospitable breadth, holding an old-fashioned lamp high above his head, was a kind -faced, stoop -shouldered man, weaning a shabby brown velveteen house jacket and a scull cap. Behind him were grouped a comfortably stout, smiling woman and a very sleepy little girl, ', the last being the only one of the three to betray a hasty toilet. "Come right in, come right in," said I the man Heartily. "Here's mother to look after the young lady. Be ye wet? 1It was rainin' right hard." He bustled into a small parlor, set down the lamp and pushed forward • two chairs. His wife disappeared into la back room, whence other lights ap- 1peared and the homey sound of a I stove being shaken -down. The Iittle , girl perched herself on a chair near ; the door and stared .unblinkingly at 'Hope and Randall. "We doi_'t wish to give you so much trouble, sir," Randall began apolo- getically, but the man. checked him with a. kindly wave of the hand. "Glad to do it for you, my boy; only glad. Have you come far?" "We don't know" Randall answer- ed unthinkingly, when Hope threw ease- e c.: eet; Y,.",?'14°aeeeele'iii Ceee Lett teetaaeaysefi`.`N•tii: About one half the meat you eat is wasted because you can't digest it. This is detrimental to health. Keen's D. S. F. Mustard counteracts the "richness" of the food, cuts the fatty, indigestible tissues, and snakes it easily assimilated. eee esfion use Keen's D. S. P Mustard today --and every day MAGOR, SON & CO., %invited Montreal Toronto Canadian Agents. 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"Of course the truth is going to sound silly," Randall whispered, "but when he comes in I'm going to make a clean breast of it." Then he raised his voice. "Little girl, can you: tell us how far it '-s from here to Mt, Altemus?" The child yawned. "Did you only come from there?" she asked disan-•' pointedly. "You'd better hurry up their, dad," she called in a shrill voice,. "you haven't much time. The follow ers'll be right along." Hope and Randall stared at the child and then at each other, mystified. Had it leaked out, somehow, that they had stolen a ride on the freight train? "I'm coming," sounded the ntan's voice from the next room. "Mother, can you leave the kettle?" IIe enter- ed as he spoke. "Mother'll be right in; we need her for a second. We must have everything correct, mustn't we?" "I suppose so," replied Randall in a puzzled voice. "But we—" "Ah, here she is. Now, db you n.ind standing over here, under the light?" He took up a small book and turned over the pages, "What are your names?" "Oh, our names, of course. I should have mentioned mine in the begin- ning," apologized Randall, rising and crossing the room. Hope followed," wondering. "I am John Randall, of Springfield. This young lady is Miss Hope Win- throp, of Boston. We are stopping at the Broadview Hotel, Mt. Altemus, and this afternoon we—we—" "Yes?" queried their host with a twinkle in his eye, as Randall paused. "Hush, Mattie," to the small girl who was pulling his coat-tail, "that auto= mobile did not stop. Nevertheless; we'll begin if you are ready. Mattie is always stirring up sensations, but we've never been stopped yet. Miss Winthrop, will you stand here, please? Now, sir, can you tell me whether there is any just cause why you and this young lady should not be—" Hope, suddenly comprehending,' screamed. Randall turned to her re- assuringly. "lire might as well tell," he said in a low tone. "They will understand.". "Oh, don't you see—" began Hope, in an agony of embarrassment. "If there be an impediment," inter- rupted their host :,ternly, "I, must be told frankly." "Impediment?" repeated Raildall weakly. "I don't understand. The-L-- our—well, h'e-ourwell, the mai iter of our—our ar- riving here was so • ludicrous,; that Miss Winthrop is afraid you'll la''ie- ' "Nb, no,' interrupted Hope see? nervously. I—he---oh, dont you• see ? He wants—" "I want nothing but the gentleman's word," interposed their hest gently. "Now, if you please—" "Oh, I'm afraid there is some mis- take—" Hope murmured tremulously. But the man began to read: "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here together in the sight of—" "Oh, don't let him marry us!" sob- bed Hope, and, turning, buried her face in the ample boson-. of the min- ister's wife. Randall and his host stared at each other in amazement; but each for a different reason. "What what do you think you're doing, anyhow?" thundered Randall. at length, in exactly the tone he had used on the moving freight train. 1 "Why—didn't you•= -I --sure y I am• right in thinking you and the young. lady—" stammered the bewildered minister. "They come here so often —just *that ways" "Just what way?" Randall's tone was less threatening. "Why—at night—embarrassed—in a hurry—like you—" "Yes," chivied in the small girl un- expectedly, "Dad's known all round here as the `marryin' parson,'" and she beamed proudly upon her parent. Hope sobbed out all the pent-up emotions of the day, and the sound of her sobbing hurt Randall. "What a mess I've ntade of it,". groaned Randall miserably. "The fact, is, sir, that I'd like nothing better than than to marry the young lady, but we—a—well, you see, I—had not got to that point, yet," Hope -.topped sobbing and Randall feared an outburst of indignation. He hurried on. "We had a misadventure this afternoon, and stopped in here to ask how to get back to Mt, Altemus." And he told in as few words as pos- sible what had occurred. "Vire hadn't the remotest idea where we were, or even the time of night, but I was afraid ytu'd think me crazy if I shouted that out to you while I was outside. "There, there," soothed the matron, patting Hope's head, "There's not a' mite of harm done, dear. It's only about nine o'clock and you can get' home before bedtime, We don't usu- ally go to bed so early, but my hus- band sat up all last night with a sick parishioner." "Mt. Altemus is only about forty miles from here," the minister was explaining to Randall. "Would you like to teephone for a car? You could make it by eleven." "Oh, is there a car to be had ?" ex- claimed Randall eagerly, and followed him from the room. "If you'll excuse me, dearie, I'll finish making that tea. Think of you two not having had a bite "to eat since lunch! 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In but a few moments it renders to your slain a wonderfully pure, soft complexion that is beyond comparison. ,ter Randall returned in a moment, look- ing intensely relieved to find hope alone. "Our host is telephoning," he explained, crossing the room and standing directly in front of her. "Hope, you know, I am sure, that I invited you to go for a walk with me this afternoon. to ask you to marry me?„ "You are saying that out of pity," Hope accused him. "But I am not! I—I was leading up to it when that confounded thunder storm broke. And then—well, hang it, I couldn't propose in a freight car, could I? Particularly after it got going. I—I had to consider your feelings." "You were very •considerate, but—" "My dear, don't 'but' me," he inter- posed earnestly. "I know it isn't—ah —romantic or—or satisfactory—eom- ing like this, but please wait -at least until to -morrow. You know I love you, Hope, and I want you to be my wife. I have wanted and hoped for it, for months. 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The first thing we have to do is to set to work and pull out the weeds.• Everyone who has an allotment 'knows what this weeding business means. We never seen to get rid of them. We tear up, and dig up, and lioe out continuously, and in the dark, while we sleep, up spring new weeds, strong, lusty; poisonous, and flower - destroying. We must get rid of our charaeter- weeds. What are the werst of them? Resentment is a big weed, extending not only to •people but circumstances. Resentment cramps our energies and fills us with a bitter impatience. We must out with it, and plant tolerance and understanding in its place. Attractive Bao' Habits. Indecision, this is a rather attrac- tive•looking weed; but it leads to a life of idleness and want of purpose. Fear, that is the most noxious of all weeds. It leads straight to utter fail- ure. It blossoms into the ugly flowers of meanness and cowardice and greed. and cringe. We fear poverty, and we become parsimonious. We fear i11 - health, and we lose the health and energy we already possess.• We fear everything, yet a great Ulan once said: "There is nothing to fear but fear." It is Quite certain that, if we brave- ly face our terrors, they often fade be- fore our eyes. There are plenty of other weeds, such as anger and worry, and self-pity and envy; but we all know them. It is the constant pulling up of them that will sweeten the garden that sur- rounds the building of our character.. I suppose we all have different ideas of what a great character means. Some of us think it means fame, or personality, or world greatness in some form or another. To me it means the power of transforming the little common events of daily life: What is Character? It does not matter a copper to me whether a man is a successful poli- tician olitician or a world-wide artist. All 1 want to know is, how does he treat his wife and his elerks, or his em- ployer? Is he mean or generous? Can I trust him? Is he courteous'? 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Ile was probably born great, and bad made -his character somewhere else., To most of us it Is very difficult tulee.i not to be small; but if we want to .baila a character that will be worthy of int toil and labor, we must seek the wider vision, and encourage our little semis to grow, until we, too, and It as easy to be great as it is to be small. Someone has defined troll; i iese as "the constant pursuit of an agreeable object with; a sense ;if continu.il pro. grecs."