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The Huron Expositor, 1921-02-11, Page 7Sp TOM MooltE By THEODORE BERT BAIYRE THE MUSSON CO., LTA. Toronto Moore's laughing eyes law elevereiy f t - . she hod --been tricked, t, a capi6,g iq r,•. t ljFt 79AY• Frieape3'. "There ie no one earning," the saki t c i' Tome prI Uer. IAi'(nlb; H she a invollmtariiy.and then 'severe*. there not?" asked the poet, 1 air O. ---Mi L(' realising ahat'ehe weedoing, gave stowing away the prize he had won Jut $Wg ll1V II HMO I herself a Shake of 4iiaep .r., u , in his coat-tail p " "yon shot]]¢ be ealiamed of your- poblet- "Shall z help RAZ -MAH la Guaranteed 6.elf, Beeaie Dyke," thought she. "Afr yoB+u I o! the table again?" to reitore norm breathing, stop mucus tel the w that ratan has treated Bessie looked daggers at him, but g' oP he smiled blandly back at her in in- gatherings in tee bronchial tubes, glue you, you s uldi hate him. t Will nocent brood -nature, kkeg ohl nights of quiet sleep; contains no hate him, the horrid thing," "I am very angry with soar" she �nowt forming drug. 11.o0at your drug- Loaning over, she strove w Unlock announced, decisively "Really,' Mr. 1st a Trial free at oar agencies or write the drawer with the hairpin but aver-• Moore, your behavior is perfectly in- Teelpletone, 142 ging W., Toronto. ed a decisive failure, and in cone- > Y ' quence again, waxed wrathful- The tolerable." Local Agent, E. UIHBACH, next bright idea that suggested itself And why are you so provoked? to her m rad was that she mi ht -Becautie I' took your ruffle?" ga�rled —, aibl dra the desk across the Ruo the poet, "Why angry, since t left to where the key lay exdsperatingly rho' skirt?" y err and abandoning the efl'ort, turned plain in view, but, she found her r, DlooyBl^ ehe exiled waningly. g (Continued from last week.) „ " in maidenly ;[urs upon her captor. Young strength far too ell, MletreasT b little to even "Thank you,Dkrrkiebie," said she "Be areful, sir!" "Youudge the 'cumbersome old piece oP wretch!" t. furniture. Then another plan came waiting expectantly. ( "I o not have to be," he answer- You are locked i Beeaie, dear." "Oh, not at all Mistress Dyke. ed, "but you are very different. Now "Give me the key instantly, Mr. to her and she gave a little gurgling -What are you waiting for?" you dare, not be long erose," Moore. Do you hear?" laugh, heli+ delight, half tear, and "For that" "Oh, don't I, indeed? And if I 'Yes;' replied the poet. "1 hear." be If Iodared, of; if Iin detalL she "But you do not get this, Mistress' dare not, what is the reason, sir," she •I never saw such a fellow," she whispered. ff wonder if I can rikk yke," demanded in a tone as sarcastic began, but he interrupted her bland - it? It wouldnt take a minute. I "But you promised, sit." she could make it, though this, t IY• will do ivt so there." "1 did net say that I would give it must be admitted, was not saying There is none like me," he as- Ase she spoke, she fumbled with the to you," explained Moore, genially. much. sent$. "1 merely promised that 1 would not "Because," he said, slowly and "A very fortbnate thing for the fastening o4 her dress. The next y moment it fell from aropnd her waist, keep it. Well, I won't. I to'a coolly, "if you do let your temper world, sir." "But, Bessie, think how man and stepping out of the circular heap have your card in my pocket—it's a get the better of you the skirt is young girls there arejust pining poor of millinery surrounding her which emitter it ion t the mitten you have pre- lietble to follow the ruffle into my for such a love as I've offered you and it made upon the floor, she was free rented me. with so often -•and this eossession," Bard 1 shall pin on the rutile, which "Inanlent," exclaimed the girl, sit- who will never have the luxury, since to go oushed where she success, and I shall then hang on this candelabra. ting down and carefully turning her there is only one Moore." yet when it will remain until found by back towards her tormentor. ' 1 didn't know you could be go frightened beyond measure lest she tome one, and what they will think That she was very angry with horrid:' she said, her voice trembling should be caught by some stray guest ofyou then is beyond m power to Moore cannot be doubted. Probably with anger, in her present incomplete costume, the y y it was because she was so exasperated Oh, I can be even more so," he girl danced laughingly across the imagine." answered. "In fact, if I want to, I floor, keeping out of line with the Moore suited the action of the word at his behavior and so delirious of can be about the horridest person door for fear some one might enter ne he :moire,. and the bundle of frills being plagued no further by him that was securely perched on the candle- she rem•'ined in this secluded nook in- there eves was." the next room, and, reaching the key, d onh. rack protruding from the wall a good stead of returning to the adjacent " "I believe yon," she said sincerely. pounce t Now we r will sree,n paha laughed. seven feet from the floor before rooms the greater number of which Once I did r her like You—" Bessie fully realized how completely were thronged with guests. Certain- "indeed? esu concealed it amaz- "Oh, you 0 -AO you are very clever, she had been outwitted. ly her staying where she was could il:gly we'll•" Mr. o. ' pore, but I fancy they —but, now I --I—" are annee or two others just as sharp Then she lost her temper entirely. not be regarded aser anything but in- Well, what now?" as you are." "You cheat," she cried furiously. dicative of a sincere desire to be rid Hastening back to the desk, she "Oh, I should have known better than of his company. Unfortunately this "i fgirly hilts you," she stored, inserted her'prize in the luck and to trust you." very evident fact wa not plain to tugging irnpatiently at her skirt. "Certainly you should," replied the the poet. for he proc, ded quite as "I am not surprised to hear you say endeavored to turn it, but did not oat, politely agreeing with the irate though he interpreted her tarrying that, Bessie. What is it tjle poet succeed in doing so, for it did not fit P sun•:'+^ at all well. She tried again and damsel, "1 was surprised myself at as proof of his own success in pro- again but no better success reward - the simplicity of your behavior." viding her. with pleasant diversion, a "I abornigo . all poets." ed her efforts, and slowly it dawned "however" she continued, "I shall grievous error as any one conversant "Let me sec. I have it. upon her that this was not the re - never believe you again." with tee reel state of affairs would 'What ever's done by one so fair quired key. She had again fallen Never?" hew. admitted. Must ever be most fairly done—' victim to the cunning of the young "Never, Mr. Moore and I am very Lady Donegal is a delightful Irishman. hostess, isn't she, Mistress ke?" "Even hating Bessi ' angry with you" Dy "It isn't asked he. "Why, who- ever would have susnected it, Bessie." "Luckily I can get it without your assistance," she went on. "Yau are not half so smart as you imagine." "Of course not." observed Moore, watching her as she stood on tiptoe and vainly endeavored to reach the rause of all the trouble, "Take care, Resor, or you'll te•,r something else." The girl was baffled only for the moment, for directly beneath the candelabra stood the desk at which the had been writing a few moments before. As the top, which' when opened formed the writing table, was let down, it was an easy thing for her to step up on it from the seat of a chair, and then from there to the top .,f the desk. This was what Bessie did as qpickly as was possible, for she was considerably handicapped in her climbing by her long train. "There is nothing like independ- enre;" remarked the poet, observing her with a broad st1ppale, as she per- formed this manoetfvre and stood in triumph on the desk. "Like marriage it usually begins with a declaration ;aid endsawith u fight. It did in ;t nier'iea." "You imagine you are witty," said Bessie, in icy tones picking the ruffle from its perch on the candelabra. Moore stepped quickly forward and shut up the desk. This done he re- moved the chair by which she had mounted and had her completely at his mercy. "And you," he said pleasantly, "imagine you are independent." Bessie turned carefully and dirscov• er•ecl her plight with a little exclama- tion of dismay. "Put that chair back and open this desk immediately," she commanded sternly. "The chair is doing very well 'where it is," replied Moore, calmly sitting down upe'n it. Bessie bit her lip in anger. "It is not customary for a gentle- man to sit while a lady remains standing.'.' "Nor is it usual " answered Moore, "fur a lady to climb up on a desk." "You think you know a lot about women, don't you?" "I ant always willing to learn more," responded the victorious poet, blithely. "Oh, dear," sighed the girl,"I don't dare jump with these high -heeled slippers on." I observe that your tastes are elevated, ereen in shoes. Give me the /link and I'll help you down," "No, sir, you shall not have it." "Hurry, I think I hear some one Bessie the one," she cried, "It "At last you have suggested a sub- "I'll call for help unless you re- is much too big. Oh, he did it on ject on which we can agree," replied It ase me instantly," ahe threatened. purpose. What shall Ido?" Bessie, stiffly. "Do you wish everybody to say you It was quite evident that she could "Oh, I can suggest another," said were so saucy to me that I had to not long remain in such abbreviated Moore trying to catch her eye, an luck you up? To the ordinary ob- attire without being detected by some undertaking Bessie rendered a failure server, less appreciative of your beau- one, by resolutely turning her head away. ty, you might appear rather ridieu- A vigorous pull at the skirt now "What is that, Mr. Moore?" Ious tethered here. Think how pleas- limply pendant from the prisoning "You know I think you are very ant that would be for all the other drawer proved that it was just as pretty, Bessie." young girls, who are already' envious impossible to release it when vacated "As though I care what you think." of your superior attractions." by its owner as when it adorned her "And I know you think you are This supposition was altogether too person. in fact, Bessie's brilliant very pretty, so we agree again." likely to prove true for Bessie to idea had availed her not in the least,' "You think 1 am conceited." force matters as she had announced and, realizing thisshe was about to "I know you have good reason to she intended doing, so she abandoned step into the skirt with a view to think well of yourself," answered all idea of outside assistance. Have assuming her shackling finery, when Moore, sweetly. Mg failed in intimidation she, wom- the sound of her tormentor's voice, "indeed, sir?" an -like, restored to cajolery. singing softly to himself a, he ap- "Indeed ma'am, for are you not "Please give me the key, Tom," proached, gayer her warning of his favored with the undying devoting of she said in her sweetest tone• coming. "P11 trade with you, Bessie. I'll With a little gasp Bessie fled to give you the key of the desk for a the cover of the portieres which sep-. lock of your hair." crated the window recess from the i "Very well" she answered, much room and sheltered by their, clinging relieved at the insignificance of the folds waited for developments. ransom demanded: "1 want that little curl to the left of your forehead just in front of your ear," he continued, cunningly selecting a ringlet that could not be shorn without utterly spoiling the girl's ap- pearance indefinitely. "I can't give you that one," she said. indignantly, "Oh, very well, then. You shall enjoy solitary confinement for the mixt five minutes. When that time has expired, I will return and afford you the opportunity of assuring me how much you regret all the cross rind inconsiderate things you have said to -night." "I'll never do that," she cried. "Usually," asserted Moore, "a girl's never means to -morrow." .. "This instance is an eeperience." "True, Bessie, for this time it means fit'e minutes. Behold the key to the problem." you." With a teasing gesture Moore held "Your assurance is the best part up the bit of brass, the possession of you. Mr. Moore." *of which had made the girl's punish - "I couldn't say what part of you is hent possible. the best, dearest," he answered in a "If you go." said the girl, firmly soothing tone, that only made the and slowly, "it means we shall never girl more -angry. "Collectively you be friends again." outclass any colleen in the Kingdom. "Pooh!" observed the poet with an one Thomas Moore? "Oh," said Bessie, disappointed. Moore approached her chair and, ei-clinir round it, tried to make her look him in the face, but she foiled all his attempts by twisting from side to side like a sulky schoolgirl. "You'll choke yourself, Bessie" he said. anprehensively. "You'll have a neck like a corkscrew before long." "There would be no danger if you would CPU(' in-truding yourself upon my meditation," snapped the girl, crossly. 'She echo meditates is lost,'" quoted the poet. "Ah, Bessie darlin' look around at me. Won't yob, Bes- sie? Do, there's a dear." "I am not to be fooled by your blarneying tongue, Mr. Moore, L too, am Irish," "You don't behave like it, said he, "You do not regulate my behavior, air" I wish I did." remarked Moore. "I could improve it a good deal with- out much effort." "You need not trouble." "Oh, no trouble at all, I assure CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Honors Are Easy. The poet strode gayly into the room, quite at peace with the world and decidedly pleased with one Thomas Moore, in both these particu , lars'holding opinions widely differing ; from the views cherished by the young lady concealed behind the cuikains. "What?" remarked Moore. "Is she gone? Dear me how unkind of her to go without saying good-bye." Then, apparently observing the skirt for the first time, he continued: "Ah, she has left this behind for me as a souvenir of the occassion, How considerate ,of her." Stooping, he ulocked the drawer and drew forth the imprisoned mil- linery, Then flinging it carelessly over his arm, he started toward the door, apparently intending to return to the crowded rooms which he has just quitted. From behind the curtains Bessie regarded his actions with an exaspera- ' tion and helplessness which were about equally possessed of her mind. ' Now will you look around at me?" indifference most insulting, "you do What should she do? If she betray- "No."tot frighten nu in the least, my dear. ed her presence she would he more "You won't? If you do not be- I do not wish to be your friend." than ever at his mercy. yet it was have I will have to punish you." Sn saying, he deposited the key in eiceely impossible to allow him to "You punish me?" she repeated his pocket and walked toward the carry off her skirt, as he seemed to scornfully. "You forget yourself, door with a self-satisfied swagger.- r.urnose .doing. Abandoning all pride Mr. Moore." Bessie, dt'ivei to desperation, was she gave a squeak of [}term as Moore "That is because when I am near about to call to him not to go, hoping merited the door. you I can think of no one else. If he would propose some other terns "Did I hear some one address me?" you don't look around and bestow on of settlement, when he took his hand- he domended, turning on the thresh - me one of your sweetest smiles I kerchie out of his pocket and waved eid, shall not permit you to leave the it at her -before stepping out of the "Sir," said Bessie, desperately from z Y ht l , ve it ; And insertingg hie hep¢ loran' s the etW- lye.object of his jueet,Tu0 drew Sea'Eh a powder puft. " said Bessie, and ,vanished,be- hind the curtains, -while' M[oore vtyi[e�wved his recent find with.delighted eu ioe- it "''hat's this, Bowie?" No answer rewarded his inquiry, "Oh. I under!'tand," he went on. "This ie the frosting on the cake of beauty." Then, carefully powdering him- self, he crossed to the mirror over the mantel on the opposite side of the room and inspected the ;eeult of his labor. "Humph," said he. "I look sea- sick 1,1I have none of this for me." And he industriously rubbed his face with his handkerchief. "Oh, do hurry up," implored the girl, fearful lest some other of the guests should eater the eOom before she recovered her belonging, "I was not made in a hurry," re- plied Moore. "The more haste the less speed, so I'll take my time in my investigations" The next thing he took from the pocket was a little- black and white sketch of himself which had been drawn at a supper party the week hcfore by no less distinguished a gentleman than Samuel Rogers, the banker poet. "My picture!" he exclaimed in sur- prise. How did you get this,. Bes- sie?" r' "If you must know, Mr. Rogers threw it away and I picked it up," she replied, displaying as much re- gard for the truth as any of her sex would be likely to under the same circumstances. "I'm honored Mistress Dyke," ob- served Moore, bowing to the portiere with formal grace and politeness. "You show much taste in your selec- tion of works of art." Proceeding with his search, Moore now brought to light the handkerchief which he prorn3tly confiscated. "Mistress Dyke," he said, at the same time tucking away the handker, chief in his breast pocket, "I am now convinced that this is your property." "Then give it to me at once," she directed. "Not yet," said Moore. "If I re- member correctly, I made a statement to you concerning an apology which I thought should be forthcoming to me. Well, I haven't received- it yet" "Bully!" remarked Bessie as spite- fully a,s she could, which was not a little. Did I hear aright?" asked Moore. "Did I hear some one call me a bully'"' "Please, rah, please, give me— that!" she pleaded, but Moore was not, to be turned aside from his march to triumph. "Did I Lear some one say 'Torn, I am truly sorry for my crossness to- night'?" he asked. I won't say it," she declared, but her voice lacked determination. "I really must be going," said Moore, taking a step towards the door."' She gave a squeal of terror. "I will, I will!" she cried. "I hope so, Bessie," he replied, paus- ing. • Toln, I ani truly sorry for the cross things you have said to me to- night." . She mumbled it quickly, hoping he would not distinguish the adaptation she made in the sentence he had dic- tated; but Moore heard and defeated her. "That won't do," he said sternly. "Try again." ; "Tyrant!" she exclaimed ferocious- ly. "That is not a pretty name, Bes- sie." "It is appropriate," she said, cold- ly, "Co on with the apology." The girl made an effort and pro- ceeded with her unwilling penance in the meekest of tones. "Tom, i am truly sorry for the cross things 1 have said to you to- night. Now give me it." "Don't be in such a hurry, Bessie. There is inose to be said." "Oh, dear! will you never be satis- fied?" "Not, till you are all mine," he answered in his tenderest tones, "Tlrat. will be a long time," she said determinedly, "I can wait, hut to continue—Say `You are an old nuisance, Tom, but I like to have you around.'" "You are an old nuisance, Tom, but i like to have you around," she repeat - id, parrot -like; then she added sweet- ly, I have Something else I wish to coming." exclaimed Moore in an room." room. She smothered a little cry of the windier, her browhead visible alarmed tone."1'11 go the moment I am ready." delight and waited impatiently for between the curtains. "Do help me down." "Oh, no you won't, if I decide to his steps to die away as he walked "Oh, you ere there, are ron?" said "The ruffle first" make you my prisoner," he predicted. toward the farther door of the apart- Moore, appircntly greatly astonish. "Oh, there yon are," she cried,. "Your last chance,' my dear youngment adjacent. Moore had careless- ed. abandoning herself to utter defeat as lady; will you do as I ask?" ly drawn the key out of his pocket, "Bring me that] --That," she said, she tossed him the bribe he demanded. "Not I, Mr. Moore," she answered. with his handkerchief and it had drop- blushing a little as she spoke. Once safely on the floor, Bessie keeping her face repolutely turned ped noiselessly upon the floor, the "That what?" he asked. ran lightly to the entrance leading from him. This was what he desired sound of its fall deadened by the soft 'She pointed angrily at the skirt. to the adjoining room and peeped out for without attracting her attention carpet. adorning his arm. to see who was approaching. Much he lifted the hem of her dress, and "Now, how can I get that key?" "That," she repeated more loudly. to her astonishment she discovered no putting perhaps a foot of the skirt in thought Ilessie. "If I only had it "This?" said he, nbttrsrly, holding rine near, then, turning, read in one of the drawers of the desk, shoved long stick! I'll try to reach it with up his prize. it shut and locked it, thus effectually a chair." "Yes. Give it to pie immediately." tethering her. She heard the click of But she could' not come within a "But" objected Moore, "I don't the key, but not suspecting the cause yard Of it even with this help, • know that you have any right to it, of the noise, continued her inspection "i wish 1 knew how to swear," she Can you prove it to be your proper - of vacancy, while Moore, bubbling murmured. "I really believe I would. ty?" over with his merry triumph, retired Perhaps I can pick the lock with a "I can," replied Bessie with em - to the opposite side of the room, hairpin. I have heard of prisoners phasis, "but I won't." "You are locked up now, Bessie,"• ___ __ "I am sorry, Mistress Dyke, but he. announced with a chuckle. "If — under the circumstances 1 really must you will east your eye to the left you refuse," will see how securely I hold you." "Bet it is mine, Mr. Moore." Wasteher curiosity aroused by the "Aur i have no proof that it isn't satisfaction perceptible in the poet's STOMACH IN ORDERI somebody else's. Perhaps it belongs voice, rose, intending to investigate to Mr. Sheridan." the state of affairs from the centre NO INDIGESTION, "What nonsense." of the room. A sudden tugat her "Oh, 1 don't know about that. Rich - dregs which nearly Tilted her over and Brinsley is said to be fond of the backwards on her little high heels GAS, SOURNESS petticoats. Perhaps this is one he brought her to an astonished stand- carries around with him. I'll go ask still, and turning, she perceived the "I'spe's Diape p‘c• lino proven itsel the old hey," I result of Moore's scheming. - the erirest relief for indigestion, Clneeser Don't you dare," she cried. "Well, can you identify this as A (*.shim, tponey-savingrem qqu�a timeo Baldy anyoyv?" she cited, this ml nttniion orl�strnnorh Distrcesscaused Your property?'.' insisted the, poet, iMowR for fifteen years, epei' ubyacidity. A few tabletsnot loth to prolong her discomfiture. oet,I b doytorae cold by= I hardly know myself," be answer- a give almosk "Certainly, sir," she replied. "You 1.00 a hpe. Mk ou ed' gayly. "I think it must be the immediate atnmarh relief and shortly will find a handkerclief in the poeketl L for ree tria�l�p is{"a, ` courage of despair." the atomnr is corrects so you can eat with m initials stitched in the cor- la ner W.aiYale ! favorite P without fear. Large mase " I r Meanwhile the girl had made sev- este only few cents at drag store.. ner wt+ t white silk, " - Local Agent, E. OMBAGH. era[ unsuccessful attempts to with- Million helped annually. AB : Igh my dear. said Moore, draw ler dress from the closed draw- ! looking for the pocket and not Boding (Rheumatism Neuritis, Sciatica, Neuralgia. mpleton's mate Capsules :tom rel-Mmtliea PLOW use it to;7it' utmost tell you." ' Deceived by her sentimental . tone, Moore stepped near the curtains and like a flash she snapped the skirt off his arm and vanished behind her shel- ter. "The deuce!" 'exclaimed Moore, in chagrin. The curtains undulated violently as though some vigorous performance were being enacted behind them. The next moment Bessie, fully attired, swept out between them and across the room, her independence and peace of mind restored with the resumption of the purloined garment. "Bessie," said Moore, pertuasively, and she halted on the threshold in haughty response. "Bessie, won't you let me speak to you before you go?" "I fear it will only be a waste of time. Mr. Moore," she answered. "Yet I waited when you •aske4 me to from behind the curtains," he said, a glint of laughter in his eyes. Bessie winced, but the stare •;he favored him with was both cold and disdainful. "But, Mr. Moore," she answered, "I had something to say to which you wished to listen;" "You mean," he corrected, "you had to say something, Bessie, ,that I wished to hear. There never was maid more unwilling to do wh•,t she was bid than you." "Pray hasten your words, sir. I am listening," "Bessie," he whispered, all the mus- ic and poetry to which the love in his heart had given life vibrant in his caressing voice, "Bessie, mavoureen, let's have done with this bickering. The days of youth fly far too fast for us to waste them in contention. You - are the breath of my life, darlin'. Say you'll take me back to my old place in your heart this night and neer send me a -journeying again while we live." She walked slowly to the fireplace and resting her arm on the mantel above stood ,looking into the blaze. Moore, encouraged by her return, drew near her. (Continued next week.) THE PHOTO ENLARGEMENT GAME: HOW IT iS WORKED It might surprise anybody giving an order to a door to door canvasser for a colored enlargement of a photo to learn that the agent retains eighty- five out of the ninety-five cents charged. Surely the firm must lose by such a deal. for the board on which it is printed lir worth the ten cents which they get after the agent }res deduct- ed his commission. Nevertheless, they set to work and produce a colored enlargement and a few days later it is delivered to the prospective victim. But not by the same man that took the order, but by a real live wire this time, a "humdinger," with a New York accent and a Ford car. Trium- phantly he produces the picture, with pride he points out the lifelike man- rr'r in which it has been tinted and l.is enthusiasm is such that the wo- man is inclined to believe that it really is a work of art. But what is wrong with it? It is the same size as the sample she was shown, when giving the order, but the sample was square and this is oval, and, horror! What is this? It bulges, it is con- cave, while the sample, of course, was flat, as any self-respecting picture would be. In other words, a special frame and glass will be necessary - The housewife has thought of using one of the old frames in the house, or a frame for an ordinary picture can be bought ehe0pIfssi. the psychological moment the salesman produces . an oval ft with a convex .glass' and proceeds.. 'fit the photo in it. The regular price ' of this handsome piece of pro ' he explains, is nine dollars, but two:; ,t • cut a long story short it is to be had' ' at the low price of six dollars, C.O.D. And what woman can resist paying.,,•;' six dollars --for something • that'iarr "regularly nine?" 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