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Zurich Herald, 1921-01-13, Page 21 t4 Le NEW DIRECTORS S Off' THE BANK OF MONTREAL � �! !! 1,!ry,, V,42e By EUGENE JONES. CII.((PTER III, "What's that?" he was yelling at I watched his easy stride down the an assistant, "Take that message hall, through the doorway leading to again!" the •platform, and a vague sense of We all sensed something wrong; the impending disaster assailed trie- Even room was rather: quiet, each ear when from the dispatcher's office 1 straining to catch the wire talk as it heard the whistle of his engine, shriek- came stuttering in. I too leaned for- ing for yard clearance, my fears for ward. I prided myself on my ability to read Morse. "Engine number seven -o -seven just passed here running away—Hillsbor- ough" "Give me the •key!" shrieked Pop. "That's Jim's engine behind the Limited!" The chief dispatcher crossed the room at a bound, stretching himself over the desk like a jockey on a race horse. "Dash—dash—dash—clot--dot —dot" snapped the Hillsborough call over and over. There was a moment of silence. Then, as Pop threw his switch, "OK-- OK—OK" came in steadily. „ "Give me details about runaway, clicked the dispatcher. • "Don't know much. Saw seven -o - seven just pass. Going like hell. Po- sitive nobody at throttle" "How far's the Limited ahead?" "Fifteen minutes." "God!" muttered the man under the green Eye shade. Then he was at it again, sending out the Hastings call like a streak of sound., "Ditch runaway on -siding. Quick! Will catch express on big grade." We were at the rail now, pipes for- gotten, sweat on our foreheads. It seemed hours before the Hastings man his safety and the safety of every- body on the big grade were not quiet- ed. I grabbed a seat over by the win- dow which offered a view of the arc - lit fields of tracks and towers, and puffing dummies forever cutting out and making up and bumping cars to unloading platforms. Many an even- ing I've sat there, pipe in mouth, cars on the clacking keys, and my eyes half closed. Have you ever been in a dispatch- er's office? It's quite a wonderful place. Here all the gossip of the road filters in between train orders; what's happening at Hastings, who's drunk on the Central Division, the best r_ ovie in Hillsboro—in short, every kind of human interest news brewed by a big railroad. It is°a sort of clearing house —the heart, you might say, of the di- vision, always active, never asleep, vibrant, pulsing, keenly alive to the least hitch 'in the carefully oiled ma- chinery of dispatching. "Pop" Winston, Shirley's father, sat at his desk, a mass of train sheets before him, a green eye shade hiding the upper part of his face. Ranged along the wall were many other desks —some with telegraph instruments muttering metallically, some piled answered: with code messages, orders, lists of "Nothing doing. Engine went rolling stock. Beyond the rail loung- through as you opened up. Try Spar- ed three or four off-duty engineers, tan." among them myself, while now and Spartan was the last siding before then a flagman or a cr,nductor saun- the track dropped off down the moun- t tered in, exchanged a ea lip qr two with fain—just a flag station, a water tow - Pop, and went about his business. er, and a telegraph office. If only the Over all hung the buzz of voices and operator were there! My finger nails the monotonous, unsteady click of the bit into the banister rail until I felt railroad telegraph. It had all soaked into my blood. I loved it. I loved the continual nerve strain which had grayed my hair; I loved the gossip still hot from • the wire; I loved Pop Winston, his assistants, Bowlson, every mother's son of 'em, with a passion only a railroad man may com- prehend. Just how long I'd been drowsing there I've no means of telling, but suddenly the chief's voice brought nee back to full consciousness with a bump. the blood welling up ui,der them. "Dash—dash—dot--dot clacked Pop furiously, but there was no answer. Again and again he sent the call, crashing down on the key as if the very weight of the sending must rouse somebody. "Dash—dash—dot—dot" aver and over until our brains whirled with it and our lips whispered it. Three minutes passed, lengthened to five. The five' became ten. Then, "OK—OK" cracked out briskly. The chief, white as the paper lying under his shaking hands, hardly wait - SIR LOMER GOUIN GENERAL SIR ARTHUR CURRIE The enlargement of the directorate of the Bank of Montreal, which was decided upon at the recent annual meeting as a result of the extending scope of the iustitution, has resulted in two gentlemen of national reputation being added to the board, namely, the Hon. Sir Lamer Gouin, K.C.M.G., and General Sir Arthur Currie, G.C.M.G., K.C.B., LLD. ed to close the line. "Ditch runaway," he ordered. "Ditch—" "Too late. Tried to. Just gone through. Limited twenty • minutes ahead." Slowly, covered with sweat, "hop" staggered up from the desk. "Boys," he whispered hoarsely, "nothing under the sun can save the Limited: • A rear - end collision on the big grade. God in heaven!" All my fife I have been used to rail- road crises; all niy life I had looked forward to the time of the inevitable mistake which must send nee to my death. I had always prayed that mis- take would not be mine. I had al- ways hoped somebody else might be responsible for that last error in the art of juggling human lives, so that when the whole blamed thing was over, the debris cleared away, and the track open again, odd Bowison. might say with or e of his diabolical grins: "Well, O'Kelley played the game. No kick coming on O'Ifelley!" But now, in spite of the fact I was safe in the dispatcher's office, the horror of what might happen to Jim Duval turned me cold. I knew how Duval, senior, heel set has heart on his only son, was watch- ing his strides forward with keen hap- piness. I knew anything reflecting on Jim's ability would be in the nature of a death blow to him. Pictures flash- ed before me of ye -mg Duval uncon- scious en that runaway or lying crush- ed at the 'bottom of some fill; of the Limited sent tumbling over a cliff by a following engine doing eighty .• or ninety miles -an hour on a down g'r" ct, the screams of the passengers; the hurry call foe hospital trains; the in- vestigation; the accusing finger of the press and finally Shirley Winston, brave to the last sticking it out beside CAN REDUCE UNEMPLOYMENT BY CLEARING NORTH LANDS By ALFRED FITZPATRICK, Principal Frontier College. real part in this permanent policy for relieving unemployment. Let thous ands of individual farmers apply for bush lots of 160 acres each in the.ciay lands. All applications should be lo- calized in townships most suitable for future settlement. .At convenient centres in such townships the Govern- ments should provide comfortable and attractive community camps. Farm bands should be hired by the year. Instead of being turned adrift when the busy season is over, to congregate in the towns and cities, they could go north for a short period to help in clearing the bush lots of their em- ployers. They would not, of course,, be asked to live in shacks on the in- dividual lots. They would reside at the nearest community camp, and share in all its social activities. There need be no elaborate prepara- tion for this work, Men in charge of a practical bush foreman could be sent north at once with warm clothing, tents and small portable, sawmills. 4 suitable, site for a community 'camp could be selected in the centre of each township opened, and the necessary buildings erected. The work of fell- ing trees, cutting ties, pulpwood and other lumber could be Started im- mediately. Because of existing conditions of settlement many men, even among the unemployed, are naturally loath to face the hardships involved. The writer is of the opinion that this pre- judice can largely be overcome when the nen are well clothed and housed in fully equipped community camps. Why spend so much on able-bodied men in the cities, when an equal ex- penditure in well -organized efforts would provide stimulating employ- ment to many thousands in the healthier environment of the north. Well-fed men in comfortable coin- munity camps, not the bread lines of the cities, is the solution. Let Canada for all time abandon the fooifsh policy, of homesteading her bush clay lands by individuals, work- ing separately against unequal\ bar - One means of solving the problem of unemployment is for the Govern- ments of Canada to begiu the long - overdue task of preparing its bush lands for settlement in the clay belts of the North. Owing" to summer frosts, farming of northern clay lands has largely been a waste of time and money. Only by clearing whole areas will this barrier to settlement ever be overcome. Farming under present conditions, whereby each settler clears a small patch, is putting the cart be- fore the horse, and is wholly unwar- ranted. At least 65 per cent. of each lot in carefully selected townships shpuld be cleared by means of large gangs living in community camps. Herein lies one solution of unemploy- ment, now stalking before us daily in the breadlines of the cities. Work could thus be provided, particularly in the fall and winter months, as well as :during special periods of unem- ployment. This policy of extended land -clearing should not be simply an emergency measure, but should en- gage the attention of the Federal and local Governments the whole year round. Should any of the workers at these community camps wish to re xnain on some of the cleared lots they could be sold to them on easy terms. For the next 20, 30, yes, and for 60 years, land -clearing in preparation for future settlement should be an urgent and essential department: of every Government in the Dominion. The big industrial plants of the Do - 'minion, as well as the Governments, can assist in this great undertaking. Every large industry should aliply for a whole township or more in the bush - lands. Land -clearing might be made a business department of many Cana- dian enterprises employing great num• bars of workers, Instead of "laying - oft" men when a pinch comes, they pouicl establish large Iand-clearing snips and homestead by proxy. In this way an outlet would be provided for a considerable percentage of the able-bodied employees now turned In- to the streets I£ as ably handled as Canadian Song Writers To protect you from fraudulent SONG - WRITING STUDIOS, submit your song poems to me, and I will advise you as to musical settings. international copy- rights and publication of your song. Residents of Canada communicate only. JULES BRAZIL Professional on Arranger. 41 GORMLEY AVE,- - TORONTO A Water Gate That Stays. One of the difficulties met on most every farm is in building a fence across small running streams that can be put up at small expense, and that will stand through the winter freshets. The usual fence is the board, rail, or wire structure which is hung on per- pendicular posts. There is always trouble in holding these posts in the bed of the stream, and if the board or wire covering is set too close it will not allow the water to escape easily. I can recommend a fence built with cross timbers which has given us good results for several years, and with "practically no upkeep cost. It will easily fence anything on the farm, and it should be built in the snme manner for all kinds of stock. The size of the cross timbers will depend on the size of the stream and the drift that is carried by high water. For a small stream the cross timbers should be about six or eight inches, mad the panels should always be about two inches. A wider space will allow drift to lodge between the pan- els instead of resting against the fence, as it should. Setting them close has saved us from broken panels, and the debris can be cleared away in a few minutes. The cross beams can be made of any small scrub timber that is handy, and the panels from limbs or •small sap- lings. With an ax you can make a smooth surface on each end of the panel so it will lay flat against the cross timbers, whefe it can be secure- ly spiked. Anyone can build this water gate with the use of a few spikes, an ax, and some serub poles. It can be done cheaper than with any other material; it will last as long, and will give less trouble and better results. Squared material was used in our fence because it was on hand at the time and lumber was not selling as high as it is to -day. Round wood in the bark is not only cheaper, but it will also probably give a trifle longer service, and makes a rustic piece of work that is nice to look at. I know .farmers who have t,hauled High-priced wire and lumber for eight or ten miles from town and used a lot of it in just such places. After his fences were built the owner was al- ways working around them, for this is always where the stook is likely to get out. Similar fences make good guards for small culverts. In this ease the panels are of stronger material end are set much wider apart, the intention being to catch and hold any floating roots and timber. Corned Beef. The pieces commonly used for corn- ing are the plate, rump, cross -ribs and brisket, or in other words the cheaper cuts of meat. The pieces for corning should be cut into convenient -sized joints, say five or six inches square. It should be the aim to cut them all about the same thickness, so that they will make an even layer in the barrel. Meat from fat animals makes choicer corned beef than that from poor ani- mals. When the meat is thoroughly cooled it should be corned as soon as possible, as any decay in the meat is likely to spoil the brine during the corning process. Under no circum- stances should the meat be brined while it is frozen. Weigh out the meat and allow eight pounds of salt to each 100 pounds; sprinkle a layer of salt one-fourth of an inch in depth over the bottom of the barrel; pack in as closely as possible the cuts of meat, making a layer five or six inches in thickness; then put on a layer of salt, following that with another layer of neat. Repeat until the meat and salt have all been pack- ed in the barrel, care being used to reserve salt enough for a good layer over the top. After the pack has stood over night, add, for every 100 pounds of meat, four pounds of sugar, two ounces of baking soda. and four .,ouncesof saltpeter dissolved in a gal- tori-of al- ton of tepid water. Three gallons more of water should be sufficient to cover this quantity. In case more or less than 100 pounds of meat is to be corn- ed, make the brine in the proportion Jim, true to his memory even as the given. A. loose board cover, weighted public pointed to his grave and shook down with a'heavy stone, should be put its fist—all this I thought of in the on 'the meat to keep all of it under same length of time it takes to dream the brine. a nightmare, which is really no time . It is not necessary to boil the brine at allth a sudden flash of intuition except in warm weather. If the meat ' .h Zs been corned during the winter and must be kept into the summer season, watch the brine closely during the spring, as it is more likely to spoil at that time than at any other season. If the brine appears to be ropy, or does not drip freely from the finger when immersed and lifted, it should be turned off and new brine added after carefully washing the meat. The sugar or molasses in the brine has a ten- dency to ferment and, unless the brine is kept in a cool place, there is some- times trouble from this course.' The meat should be kept in the brine twenty-eight to forty days to secure thorough corning. born perhaps of a brain•working over- time, I thought of a possible solution, an improbable harum-scarum method of saving the Limited. "Listen!" I cried, trying to make n'iy voice matter-of-fact. "There's one way we haven't considered. You, Pop Winston, listen to me!" Every eye turned; every face mir- roring despair became intent. The dispatcher, his gaze feverish, his hands trembling, looked up. "God!" he muttered. • I reckon my own face had lost a little color. "Number seven -o -seven is a slow engine. She's running away. She will catch the Limited on the big grade if she isn't stopped. There are no more sidings to ditch her on. Behind her, all the way from our yards to the mountain is practically clear track. There niay be a freight or two to be run into the clear, but that's easy. Well, I'll take my engine, old ninety- nine—she's the fastest oil burner on the division ---and there's a chance of my catching that runaway. A good sporting chance!" The room had become el arged with silence, explosive, vibrant, broken only by the persistent click of the keys and the breathing of hien, "O'Kelley," Pop spoke, his voice husky, "you know what that would mean? Probably your death. Suppose you found seven -o -seven ditched on a curve? Suppose—" (Cprltinued in next issue.) First Funeral by Air. 'ere first case here of a funeral by air, says a London despatch, was ar- ranged when the Handley -Page Co. was asked to quote its rate for carry- ing the body of a woman by air from London to 'Paris. It was explained that the body had to be in Paris by Thursday and that air transport was the only method which would guaran- tee its punctual arrival. The cost of an air funeral was. placed at. £75, or approximately $300. A day of worry is more exhaeleting other departments of the business, the rim's. Rather let her UWderteke now than a week of work. taint -clearing department would un- a great pernearient• land Iaenring policy ---- 'rhe proper time to stop fighting in a good cause is just after your ol•;por- ents quit. Minard's Liniment Relieves, Colds, eta, donbtedly prevo remunerative. L'im- by using large gangs of unemployed her; Lien and pulp will tasveys find a men living in eolnmunity camps, sup - ready market in Canada as well as in plied with every facility for education the '::s=i;c c+ing States, and cntertainment--•.the movies not 'The, fanners, too, ean take a very excepted:, THE POWER THAT OYES THE WORLD ENTHUSIASM IS MOTIVE FORCE OF THE MIND. Put Your Soul Into Work arid You Will Make Head- ' way Wherever You Are. Enthusiasmis the dynamics of your. personality. Without it, whatever abilities you may possess lie dormant; and it is safe to say that nearly every man has more latent power than he ever olearns to use. You may have knowledge, sound judgment, good reasoning faculties; but 'no one—not even yourself—will know it, until you discover how to put your heart into thought and action. ' A wonderful thing is this quality which we call enthusiasm. It is too often underrated as so much surplus and useless display of feeling, lacking in real substantiality. This is an enormous mistake. You can't ga wrong in applying all the genuine en- thusiasm that you can stir up within yyeu; for it is the power that moves the world. There is nothing compar- able to it in the things which it can accomplish. The Story Your Hands Tell. The recent mania for the occult has produced a strong revival of interest in palmistry, which, in effect, is a Mode of divination. Believers In this ancient art, needless to say, are many, The judicious re- gard it as mere humbug. But when it comes to shapes of hands, as corres- ponding to the temperamental or other traits of individuals, the question is at least open to dispute. It is asserted that the square hand (usually With square nails) indicates an orderly, steady -going individual, un- imaginative, but persevering and gift- ed with force of character. The "spatulate" hand (with fingers broad and flat at the ends) suggests all energetic, restless, excitable per- son, loving action, but with a tendency to work by fits and starts, Inventors commonly have hands of this type, Philosophers', students and preach-' ers (it is said) have Iong, angular hands, with bony 'singers,, large joints and long nails. Persons with •such hands are not money-makers, lacking the commercial instinct. The hands of artists, actors and singers• are usually long and tapering, and are indicative of an emotional, in- dolent, luxury -loving temperament. Most beautiful of hands is the "psychic" type ---long, narrow, taper- ing. with sleiuler fingers: It belongs to people who.lare visionary, unpracti- cal, amiable, sensitive an.1 ;e1iF;ione. The sails are alnioncl'shai;cd, Tributes Cover Tomb of "Unknown Warrior." Scores of touching instances have been witnessed at the tomb of Bri- tain's "Unknown Warrior" in West- minster Abbey, as long lines of men, women and children have passed the black marble slab covering the grave for several days since the burial there of the unidentified soldier. The fact that no one knows the name of the man who lies beneath the slab leads many to offer tribute in the hope, perhaps, that the body is that of a missing son. The mother of one of the thousands of unknown war- riors any one of whom might be re- posing in Westminster Abbey, laid three war medals, the Mons Star, the Victory Medal and the British War Medal on the grave as she passed in the line. They had been awarded to her only son, who was wounded three times and afterward reported missing. A soldier's modest offering of flowers bore the inscription: "In loving memory of my two pals and all the other pals," The epitaph placed reads: "For King and Country—Greater Love Hath No Man Than This." Minard's Liniment for Burns, etc. Baby Chair That -Becomes Go-cart. The newest thing in the way of a baby -chair is convertible offhand into a go-cart. The four small wheels are at the rear of the chair. One lifts the seat, the wheels are thereby swung clown to the ground, and lo! a vehicle for the baby. There is nothing so kingly as kind- ness; there is no winter in the heart of him who doth a kindly deed, on the slab Power of Persuasion. We can cut through the hardest rocks with a diamond drill and melt steel rails with a flame. We can tun- nel through mountains and make our way through any sort of physical ob- struction. We can checkmate and di- vert the very laws of nature, by our science. But there is no power in the world that can cut through another man's mental opposition, except per- suasion. And persuasion is reason plus enthusiasm, with the emphasis on, enthusiasm. Enthusiasm is the art of high per- suasion. And did you ever stop to think that your progress Is coinmen- surete with your ability to move the Minds of other people? If you are a salesman this 'is pre-eminently so. Even if you are a clerk, it is the zest which you put into your work that ens kindles an appreciation in the mind of your employer. Youhave a good idea—don't think that other people will recognize it at once. Columbus had a good idea, but he didn't get "across" with it without much of this high persuasion. If you would like to be a power among men, cultivate enthusiasm. People will like you better for it; you will escape the dull routine of a me- chanical existence ani you will make headway wherever you are. It cannot be otherwise, for this is the law of human life. Put your soul into your work, and not only will you find pleasanter every hour of the day, but people will believe in you just as they believe in electricity when they get _ in touch with a dynamo. CamaOniet smaftledet norweaaRRavaret a meawarrommemoo COARSE SALT LAND SALT ' oils (Mots TORONTO SALT WO EI t( «S. cLIi V • 'TORO(- �•�1tiYWntW^.cC'�«:n„:,ea:matzxtrtu,•.sm�is,wauaamrcunww,wae Leaders of Men. What Is it in a man that qualifies hint for command? W!th some hien we feel on the instant that they are born to take charge of things, More- over, they will not timidly initiate and ineffectually continue *hat they have started, but they will start and carry on and carry through without abate- ment of that remarkable dynamic driv- ing force. Such men are priceless and they are few. The leaders are rare because s.o many want the glory with- out the labor of caanmancl, and large matters of moment are not intrusted to those who first of all are searching for a name and a fame for thenieeives. The one thing that gets a m•an to a place worth having by the time he dies is a real and not a posing and pedes- taled self-sacrifice. The trouble with some of the sacriflcia! is that, although. the deed may be a pretty one, they put too much on exhibition; tbey can- not keep It a secret. What does it matter who does the thing as COm pared with doing the thing? Why do we want to get our names noted and bruited here instead of waiting for the recording augel? Why are we rest- less when we hear 'praise go to an- other? Why are wa put out if not In- vited to or for all sorts of things? What becomes of the vanity of human wishes when the wisher is in the grave? Then all that will be remem- bered of him is whether he did his work and whether he helped, and real- ly helped, to down the bad and to ex- alt the good. Sir Walter Scott on his deathbed told Lockhart that only the sense of having been a goon man is a comfort at the last. The man who Ieads has a cause that is bigger than himself or any of hie followers. He ,commands them just beceuse there is something not seen with the eyes that commands him, They obey because they know he le devoted not to the notion of overrul- ing them, but to the idea of getting the right thing done. IIe eares for their good, too, They all stand, advance; or retreat, gain or lose, together, The captain is the father ok teem all; he is torn with paternal solicitudes for thein, Therefore, they follow when the command is "Forward!"