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Zurich Herald, 1915-11-05, Page 6HE GOLDEN EY Or ,rhe A dventures of Ledgnrd." By the Author of "What He Cost Her." CHAPTER XXI.--(Cont'd).. You haven't any friends," she sai sly, "nor any education, but your millionaire! That is quite suf ent. You are a veritable Caesa h undiscovered worlds before you, I wish I knew what you meant, said with some hesitation. >he laughed softly. `Don't you understand," she said tat you are the fashion? Last yea ceed in floating the company on, the d basis of the prospectus he will be a e multi -millionaire, and certainly one of - , the richest of Englishmen. During ✓ his absence workmen are to be kept e going night and day at his wonderful palace in Park Lane, which he hopes to find ,ready for occupation on his return. Mr. Trent's long Iist of fin- ' ancial successes are too well known , to be given here, but who will grudge ✓ wealth to a man who is capable o was Indian. Potentates, the ye 'ore it was actors, this year it i liionaires. You have only to an ince yourself and you may tak y place you choose in society. Yo ve arrived at the most auspiciou invent. I can assure you that be re many months are past you wil ow more people than ever you have •oken to in your life before—me dose names have been household )rds to you and nothing else will be ling you 'old chap' and wanting to 11 you horses, and women, who last sek would look at you through Iorg- ttes as though you were a denizen some unknown world, will be lav - %ling upon you their choicest smiles id whispering in your ear their 'not home' afternoon. Oh, it's lucky I'm Ile to prepare you a little for it, or au would be taken quite by storm." He was unmoved. He looked down her with a grim tightening of the 3s. "I want to. ask you this," he said. 'Arhat should I be the better for it 1? What use have I for friends ho only gather round me because I n rich ? Shouldn't I be better off have nothing to do with them, to se my own life, and make my own ea sures ?'`' She shrugged her shoulders. "These people," she said, "of whom have been' speaking are masters of .e situation.You can't enjoy money -one! You want to race, hunt, en- stain, shoot, join in the revels • of iuntry houses! You must be one of tem, ,or you can enjoy nothing." Monty's words were ringing back in s ears. After all, pleasures could be aught -but happiness! "And you," he said, "you too think At these things you have mentioned •e the things most to be_desired in ..e ?" A certain restraint crept into her inner. 'Yes," She answered simply. "I have been told," he said, tthat +u have given up these things to live ,ur life differently. That you choose be a worker. You have rich rela- ins—you could be rich yourself! She looked him steadily in the face. '"You are wrong," she said. "I ive no Money. I have not chosen a' ofession willingly—only because I' n poor!" "Ah!" The monosyllable was mysterious her. But for the wild improbability the thing she would have wondered ;!ether indeed he knew her secret. ; to brushed the idea away. It was' ,possible. I "At least," he said, "you belong to ese people." 1 "Yes," she answered, "Lam one of e poor young women of society, , "And you would like," he continued,' o be one of the rich ones—to take 'ur place amongst them on equal. rine. That is what you are looking sward to in life!" She laughed gaily. "Of course I am! If there was the ast ohance of it I should be delight-' ' You mustn't think I'm dif- rent from other girls in that respect • :cause I'm more independent. In is country there's only one way of •:joying life thoroughly, and that ,u will find out for yourself very on." He rose and held out his hand. "Thant you very much," he said, pr letting me come. May I—" "You may come," she said quietly, ,s often as you like." CHAPTER XXII. {7{! 4' l M .Scarlett Trent, the Gold King, 't for Africa on Thursday last on e Dunottar Castle, to pay a brief lit to his wonderful possessions ' r are before the great Bekwando Min- e and Exploration Company is of - ed to the public, Mr. Trent is al- ady a millionaire, and should he sue- c S well! The sea disagrees with me hor- ribly, Well, well, you want to know why by ancame ntber. cananswer ares that questionyou doing here ? Why are you going to. Africa ?" "I am going," Trent said, "to see how much truth there was in' • that story you told me. I am going to see old Monty if he is alive." Da Souza groaned. "It is cruel madness," he said, "and you are such an obstinate mail! Oh dear! oh dear!" "I prefer," Trent said, "a crisis now, to ruin in the future. Besides, I have the remnants of a conscience." "You will ruin yourself, and you will ruin me," Da Souza moaned. "How am I to have a quarter share if Monty is to came in for half, and how are you to repay him all that you would owe on a partnership ac- count? You couldn't do it, Trent. I've heard of your four-in-hand and f your yacht, and your racers, and that yea • spending it in such a lordly fashion? s We wish Mr. Trent a safe voyage and - a speedy return." e The paper slipped from his fingers u and he Iooked thoughtfully out sea- • ward. It was only one paragraph of - many, and the tone of, all was the same. Ernestine's words , had come true—he was already a man of note. It A few months had changed his life in the most amazing way—when he look- ed back upon it now it was with a sensesof unreality—surely all these things which had happened were part of a chimerical dream. It was bare- ly possible for him to believe that it was he, Scarlett Trent, who had de- veloped day by day into what he was- at that moment. For the man was, changed in a hundred ways. His grey flannel clothes was cut by the Saville Row tailor of the moment, his hands and hair, his manner of speech and carriage were all altered. He recall - led the men he had met, the clubs • he had joined, his stud of horses at New market, the country houses at which he had visited. His most clear im- pression of the whole thing was how easy everything had been made for him. His oddness of speech, his 4gaucheries, his ignorance and nerv- Iousness had all been so lightly treat- ed that they had. been brushed away almost insensibly. He had been able to do so little that was wrong—his mistakes were ignored or admired as originality, and yet in some delicate way the right thing had been made clear to him. Ernestine had stood by his side, always laughing at this swift fulfilment of her prophecy, always en- couraging him, always enigmatic. I Yet at the thought of her a vague sense of trouble crept into his heart, He took a worn photograph from his pocket and looked at it long and searchingly, and when he put it away the sighed. It made no difference, of d but 'he wo i found her like that,u thex cather hild htg h sweet trustful 7 . u ti'ul eyes.andl.a laughing. mouth. Was there no life at all, then, outside this little vortex into which at her bidding he had plunged? Would ;she never have been content with any- thing else? He looked across the placid, blue sea to where the sun gleamed like silver on a white sail, and sighed again. He must make him- self what she would have him. There was no life for him without her. The captain came up for his morn- ing chat, and some of the passengers, who eyed him with obvious respect, lingered for a moment about his chair on their promenade. Trent lit a cigar and presently began to stroll up and down himself. The salt sea -air was a wonderful tonic to him after the nerv- ous life of the last few months, He found his spirits rapidly rising, 'This voyage had been undertaken in obedi- ence to a sudden but overpowering impulse. It had come to him one night that he must know for himself how much truth there was in Da Souza's story. He could not live with the thought that a thunderbolt was ever in the skies, that at any moment his life might lie wrecked about him. He was going out by one steamer and back by the next, the impending issue of his great Company afforded all the excuse that was necessary. If Da Souza's story was true—well, there were many things which might be done, short of a complete disclosure, Monty might be satisfied, if plenty of money were forthcoming, to abandon his partnership and release the situ- ation from its otherwise endless com- plications. Trent smoked his cigar placidly and, taking off his cap, bared his head to he sweeping sea -wind, which seemed laden with life and buoyancy. Suddenly as he swung ound by the companion -way he found himself confronted by a new -comer who came staggering out from the gangway. There was a moment's re - oil and a sharp exclamation. Trent tood quite still and a heavy frown darkened his face. "Da Souza!" he exclaimed. "How on earth came you on board? Da Souza's face was yellower than ever, and he wore an ulster buttoned, up to his chin. Yet there was a flash of malice in his eyes as he answered: "I came by late tender at South- ampton," he said. "It cost me a spe- cial from London, and the agents told 'me I couldn't do it; but here I ani, you see!" "And a poor -looking object you are," Trent said contemptuously, "If you've life enough 'in you to tails, be so good as to tell me what you mean by following me like this l" "; carne," Da Souza answered, "in both our interests --.-chiefly in my own!" "1 can believe that," Trent answer- ed shortly, "now speak up. Tell me what you want." Da Souza groaned and sank down aeon a vacant deck -chair. "I will sit down," he said, "I am not Highly Recommended For the Complexion. Ilverywhere--from coast to coast— will hear the praises of telt s wonderful complexion restorer is aging the freshness and smooth - of youth to the faces of thou - ds of Canadian womety. Everyone' i has used it conpiiitentl"y has rela- ted splendid results and recom- ids it highly lie worm,, who is Ging a perfet'e'omplexion will ilnd an inestint ble aid. All good rests carry it. Manufactured by Unit Manufacturing Company, ited, 478 Roneesvalies avenue, eito. y rine, Jiavoury Tea,410 are used to produce the 7a . i us beautiful house in Park Lane. I tell you that to part with half your for- tune would ruin you, and the Bek- wando Company could never be float- ed." "I don't anticipate parting with half," Trent said coolly. "Monty: hasn't long to live—arid he ought not to be hard to make terms with." Da Souza ,beat his hands upon the handles of his deck -chair. "But why do you go to him at ell? He thinks that you ax'e dead. He has no idea that you are in England. Why should he know? Why do you risk ruin like this?" "There are three reason,;" Trent answered. "First, he may find his way to England and a upsetthe apple - cart; secondly, I've only the shreds of a conscience, but I can't leave a man whom I'm robbing of a fortune in a state of semi -slavery, as I daresay he is, and the third reason is perhaps the strongest of all; but I'm not going to tell it you." Da Souza blinked his little eyes and looked up with a cunning smile. "Your first reason," he said, "is a poor sort of one. Do you suppose. I don't have him looked after a bit?— no chance of his getting back to Eng- land, I: can tell you. As for the sec- ond, he's only half-witted, and if he was better off he wouldn't know it." "Even if I gave way to you in this," Trent answered, "the third reason is strong enough." Da Souza's face was gloomy. "I know it's no use trying to move you," he said, "but you're on a silly, danger- ous, wildgoose chase." "And what about yourself," Trent asked. "I imagine you have some other purpose in taking this -voyage than just to argue with me." "I am going to see," Da Souza said, "that you do as little mischief as pos- sible." Trent walked the length of the deck and back. "Da Souza," he said, stopping in s front of him, `you're: a fool to take' this voyage. You know me well.' enough to be perfectly assured that. nothing you could say would ever in- fluence me. There's more behind it. You've a game of your own to play over there. Now listen! If I catch you interfering with me in any way, we shall meet on more equal terms than when you laughed at my revol- ver at Walton Lodge! I never was over -scrupulous in those old days, Da Souza, you know that, and I have a fancy that when I find myself on African soil again I may find some- thing of the old man in me yet. So look out, my friend, I've no mind to be trifled with, and, mark me—.if harm conies to that old man, it will be your life for his, as I'm a living man. You were afraid of me once, Da Souza. I haven't changed so much as you may think, and the Gold Coast isre''t exactly the centre of civilization. There! I've said my say. The less I mazeseessEmFoREesmazczinm-as esti n and ihiusness Indigestion, biliousness, head- aches, flatulence, pains after eating, constipation, are all com- mon symptoms of stomach and liver tioubles..And the more you neglect them the more you suffer. Take Mother Seigel's Syrup if your stomach, liver, or bowels are slightly deranged or MOTHER SYRUP have lost tone: Mother Seigel's Syrup is made from the curative extracts of certain roots, barks, and leaves, which have a re- markable tonic and strengthen- ing effect on all the organs of digestion. The distressing symp- toms of indigestion or liver troubles soon disappear udder its beneficial action. Buy a bottle to -day, but be sare you get the genuine Mother Seigel's Syrup. There are many imita- tions, but not one that gives the sante health benefits; 1t)15 is the est Remedy FULL SIZE, Pr kip 1 4O TillsAL SIZE, Pries aOC blends. Every leaf is fresh, fragrant dull ,f its natural deliciousness. Sx•=ld in sealed packets only. 13 103 Making Better Farm Butter. Nearly all butter sold by the farm- er is of poorer quality than it should be. By more careful handling and better methods there is no reason why this product should not only be improved in quality, but a betterprice should be received for it. By carry-, ing out the following conditions and methods a very much better grade of butter should be produced: Hand separator cream produces bet- ter butter than that separated by any other method. The deep can surround- ed by cold water is second best; pans and crocks are third best, and the water -dilution method comes last. The cream should be kept in as nearly a sweet condition as possible until enough has been gathered for a churning. This should then be soured or ripened. To ripen the cream warm it to a temperature of 75 to 80 de- grees, until it is sour enough; then cool down to a temperature of from 55 to 60 degrees, which is right for churning. Let it stand at this tem- perature for an hour . or so before churning, if possible. This will cause the butter to come in better condition. Cream that is being ripened should be thoroughly stirred several times be- fore it is ready for churning. It is often advisable to save some of the buttermilk of one churning to be used as starter (the same as yeast in bread making) for the next batch of cream. Add a small amount of this .buttermilk to the sweet cream when enough has been gathered for a churning; thoroughly stir it, and it will ripen very much more rapidly. Care should be exercised to keep this 'old buttermilk in as good condition as possible. • Strain all cream into the churn. This will , remove all clots and particles of curd, and there will be n0 danger of white specks in the butter. Do not fill the churn over one third t0 one half full. Give the cream room for agitation, which insures quick churning, Turn the churn just fast enough to give the cream the greatest amount of agitation. The butter should be gathered until the grains become about one half the size .of wheat. Then draw off the but- termilk through a strainer and wash the butter in cold water two or three times or until the wash water is re- moved practically clear. In washing, care should be exercised not to bring the grains together in one mass, but rather keep it in the granular condi- ion. The washing of the butter re- moves the buttermilk and makes the butter keep for a longer time. It also puts it in better condition for salting. The butter should be taken from. he churn in the granular condition nd the salt sprinkled over it before xt has been worked together. Usually scant ounce of salt is added for each ound of butter. One working, at the time of salt - ng is usually sufficient, providing the utter is hard enough when removed rom the churn. If the butter is some - hat soft when taken out, it can be tilted and set away for a few hours ntil it gets hard enough to finish. utter is usually worked enough when ie water has been removed so that will bend without breaking. Too uch working will spoil its grain and ake it saivy, while leaving too much ater in it will spoil its keeping qual- ies, • Pack or print the butter as soon as has been worked sufficiently and ut it in a cool place until it is taken the market. Remember that the ppearance of the package, as well s the way the butter is packed, has t t a a p b f w s u B tl it m w it it p to a a see of you now till we land the better 1 shall be pleased," He walked away and was challeng- ed by the Doctor to a game of shuffle- board. Da Souza remained in his chair his eyes blinking as though with the sun, and his hands gripping nervous - ]y the sides of his chair. (To be continued.) • • a great deal to do with the selling price. In order to make a uniform colored butter for the entire year, some, color may be used. Very little will be re- quired during the spring and summer months, when the cows are getting green feed. Colored butter is not only more appetizing, but can be sold on the market for a very much better price than that which is not colored. The color should be added to the churn before starting to churn. as QUENCH THIRST BY STRATEGY. A General Can't Get Liquor in Paris Cafes, But Wife Can. Gen. Gallieni's order against alcohol being served to military men has caused many an amusing scene in the Paris restaurants. In the provinces' the order is not so strictly observed, An official definition as to what con- stitutes alcohol has been given, by which it appears that men in uniform are entitled to drink any natural wine or any liquor not more than 15 de- grees strong. This bars even ver- mouths and quinquinas, all of which contain more than 15 degrees, in fact, it leaves no "aperitif" that is consid- ered worth drinking. British Generals have been refused whiskey and soda at dinner, much to theirindignation, and, when as often happens, their French is not sufficient to enable them to understand the rea- son, the other diners have had 'sone fun out of the incidents. At many a restaurant when the coffee stage was reached it could be noted that officers, seemed to be taking two cups at once. One contained a liqueur. Some res- taurant keepers close their eyes when an officer orders a soft drink for him- self and alcohol for his wife, and each drinks from the other's glass. Other restaurants are more careful, explain- ing that such and such a place had been closed for two days for allowing suck a dodge. 'Men on leave from the front take the matter philosophically, some re- sentfully, some smilingly. At the front itself the rum ration has been 'suppressed except for the men in the first line trenches. A returned "poilu," when asked what was his chief souvenir of the campaign so far (he had been at the front all the time since August) said at once: "The funeral of the rum bottle. When the order suppressing the rum ration went into force we got an empty bot- tle and buried it with all the military honors we could arrange. We made wreaths for its grave and drew up a moving death card, announcing the death of a much -loved comrade, deep- ly regretted by all who knew him. They said the officers were much amused when they saw it," To Raise Telegraph Rates. Along with the rise in the price of nearly everything else, the telegraph rate in Great Britain will probably soon be raised. It is reported that the postal authorities -- the telegraph lines are the Government -controlled in Great Britain—are considering in- creasing, from 12 to 18 cents, the rate for sending a 12 -word message, ad- dress and signature to be counted as words as heretofore. The 12 -cent rate has been in force 30 years. Sure He Would. Did you ever have a cold you could not get rid of ? No If 1 did I'd still have it now, F "Italianr'c Import 441110' analtah of b'renoh as pagan tato how and *hair, to trap sad other v6lu4146 inlortith• tiott for the irap r linty Flit Piles Litt" nir S'y s Book„ oA banuti3ul tut sets and lMr+ manta, also "Trappist end Sparttmtd's Sepp'y Catalog" Buns, Trapv, Animal Bait, FI, h Neta. eta. Kt 10101,00a rrlaos, nil illustrated. Stint.b'aE5. Addrosp, JOHN HALLO' Ea! F!al!amtiailding LI.u. t i'ED, `TORONTO Odds and Ends About tate Styles. Dr, Thomas IL Norton says: "One way to solve the scarcity of dyestuffs is to educate the people to wear white hosiery," This would mean that pounds and pounds of valuable dyes could be used for fabrics, etc. With the high shoe the white stocking is the sane thing, anyway. It is cleaner, because it can be boil- ed in the washing; and, -without doubt, the white stocking makes for com- fort. Many women who hobble about on aching, twinging feet could secure comfort by avoiding dyed hosiery and wearing white. , Many woolen fabrics have wide borders of embroidery in heavy cord- ing and Persian lamb effects, or gold and 'silver threads with openwork. There are many striped patterns, principally in Agnella, which re- sembles the old-fashioned Scotch homespun. Trimmings are chiefly of metal embroidery and fur, though some odd silk and wool embroidery is used on afternoon and street gowns. Many of the new materials are so elaborate as to make the use of any trimming, unnecessary. A very charming dancing frock has a skirt of pink taffeta. Over the taf- feta is a skirt of white net, Over the white net skirt and the pink silk shirt is a skirt of pink net. And the pink. net has bands of soft pink satin and silver ribbon. The bodice is entirely of ribbon, mitred at the arm scyes, forming short sleeves and crossing, surplice fashion, at the back. The mitred corners are finished with tiny blue velvet bows. Failing, rippling and tumbling down one side of the skirt is a trail of delicate fairy-like . . flowers of silver tissue. Handbags are much more conspicue. ously elegant than they have ever been. Even the severe shopping bag of leather has a clasp of semi-precious cabochon stones. As for the after- noon 'arm bags, head embroidery is the Iast word in style. If there is a frame—and quite as often there is not—it is hidden. Faille and velvet are the favorite materials for the up- to-date bag. Small beads are sewn on by hand in modern style designs. While steel and jet beads are seen en" popular models there are ,charming combinations of colored beads ming- led with those of gold and silver. Spangles, too, are used in •the • same fashion as the beads. The inside laced boot has certainly gained a victory over the back lace. One sees every well -gowned woman wearing them. The truth is that 'the back lace boots are very hard to make fit in ready-made shoes and not near- ly as easy to lace and fit as the inside lace. Satin ones are promised for some elaborate frocks, but those of soft white kid are delicate enough to be worn. with almost any gown. The careless way that some of them are laced is a pity, for it makes the ankles look heavy to see kid wrinkling about them. Low shoes are very slipper -like in shape. MISSILE FOUND BY X-RAYS. Bullet Taken From Heart and Soldier Still Lives. The opening of a chamber of the heart and extracting a bullet is re- ported by Professor Freund and Doc- tor Casperson in the Munich Medical Weekly. The patient was a young soldier who had recovered from a bul- let wound through the liver. Upon X-ray examination preceding his dis- charge from the hospital a foreign ob- ject was discerned in the heart. It moved synchronously with the heart's pulsations, and the physicians decided that it was a shrapnel bullet To prevent possible dangerous com- plications it was determined to re- move the bullet. The breast was opened, the pericardium slit sufficient- ly to permit the heart to be brought forward, a quick incision was made in the right ventricle, and the bullet was immediately found and removed. Much blood was lost, but the bleed- ing stopped after a prompt stitching and the patient made a complete re- covery. The bullet, which weighed. 12 grams, had taken a most erratic and extraordinary course. It struck the soldier on the left shoulder from above, as he was storming forward, inflicting only a flesh wound. It pass- ed down and diagonally across the body, barely marking the skin, was deflected by a cartridge box and en- tered the liver, passing completely though it into the vena cava, one • of the two trunk veins that empty into the heart. The bloodstream convey- ed it thence into the right ventricle of the heart.,