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The Huron Expositor, 1923-12-07, Page 7J 77,7WY. DECEMBER 7, 1923. Save her man)? ng miles : ,what more welcome IXmes Gift for your wife ' or Mother than an ex- ' tension telephone? .14 c GEE SOMXTIMES KNOWN AS BUITESELE MAN 4 ...cu.... 41'MARIE CONVEY OEMIAB CROSSET E DUNLAP Now York.. are for und Its," tame treat Ma Om* tat tun aut5onizionbong an' at 1$ lull times I sleep out on the porch. But when Pm at: peace with man an' God 1 take him int e mY bed- room an look at hint befo' xetirin' Re's about as easy to live with **the Angel Gabriel, but he's mighty brae- Marae Robert is: mighty brac- Thus equipped, John Flint settled hitneelf in his own house. It had The time and strength , used in ziuming up and down stairs to answer • or make telephone calls an be, better employed. , Extension telephones ; Cost only *1.24 a month! , The charge for install - • Ing is only $1.00l They R re a wonderful con- menience. If you order now, we Can install an Extension telephone for Christmas, ay. ry Dell refephon• ta a Long Distance station IMMO. ket rife , WY - mi ind md FARMS FOR SALE J nn ACRE, FARM FOR SALE. OWNER "'‘' will sell on reasonable terms for quick ooia Apply to R. S. HAYS. Reatorth, Ont 2865-tf thincF0jR. SALE..—bble0r0t. AOCnREtShe, LOT 80. emiam there tet_jy-brick house, two bank barns, garage, two good wells, spring creek, three acres of hardwood bush, wire Inc- and tile drained. Rural mail and telephone; 114 mil. Irons schogl; 71:, miles from Seatorth. Apply to MRS. CHARLES YOUNG, Stalia, Ont. C909-tf (gontimiod from last week) • - Westmoreland had replaced his crutches,with # wooden leg, and yo might see hire stumping about ou ground., minutely examining the un deride of shrubs rind bushes, the bark of trees, poking into corners and crannies, or scraping in the mold un- der the fallen leaves by the fences, for things which no longer filled him With aversion and disgust, but with the student's interest and pleasure: ' "Think Of me being in the same world with 'em all these years and not knowing a thing about 'em when there's so much to 'know, and under my skin stark crlizy to learn it, only didn't know I even wanted to know what I really_ want to know more than anything else, until I had to get dumped down here to find it out! I get the funniest sort of a feeling, parson, that all along there's been a Me tucked away inside my hide that'a been loving these things ever since I was horn. Not just to catch and handle 'ern, and stretch out their lit- tle wings, and remember the names some bughouse highbrow wished on 'ern, though all that's in the feeling, too; it's something else, if I could make you understand what I mean." I laughed. "I think I do under- stand," said I. "I have a Me like that tucked away in mine, too, you know." He looked at me gravely. "Par- son," said he, earnestly, "there's times I wish you had a dozen kids, and every one of 'em twins! It's a shame to think of some poor orphans, swindled out of such a daddy as you'd have made!" "Why," said I, smiling, "You are brie of my twins." "Me?" He reflected. "Maybe half of me might be, parson," he agreed, "but it's not safe for a sky - pilot to be caught owning a twin like that other half." "I'm pinning my faith to my half," said 1, serenely. "Now, why?" he asked; with sud- den fierceness. "I turn it over and the ure Parson, ?" —74 -7 handle even the frailest and tiniest specimen -with such nice (WO that it my, delightful to "retch him at work, The time was to come when he could Mend a torn wing or fix a broken antennae vir such exquisite fidelity to detail even the most expert eye- might be deceived. I had only looked Or a iittle tem- porary help, such ,ak any intelligent amateur might be able to furnish. But I was not long, unaware that this VMS more ORR mere amateur. To , and t that onl me in ens. with dded ce to n the Why, nter- par- him. un- anx- ola- and dry - ever pur fa ting int - with ver ing the Von ea- er- ev- rid . • ids he ey all to s'n gs ut ax he WI id 11 , no o' th nt un no ro o' PV b co o. th e 50/ ing d CO e WO • of ;-"+ he d ca e ne o ed t- giv - wh ✓ fon s to at a e 1 quote himself, he,bad the goods u Teethed with a Mounting hear ✓ I had made a find, if I could - hold on to it. For, the first tj years I could exchange special My cabineta began to fill_out— such perfect insects, too! We a several rare ones,' a eircumstan make any entomologist look- upo world throtigh rosy spectacles. , -even the scarce shy Cossus Ce enais came to our very doors, ap ently to fill a space awaiting Perhaps he was a Buddhist insect dergoing reincarnation, and was ious to acquire merit by self-imm tion. Anyhow, we acquired him, I hope he acquired merit. We had scores of insects in the ing ovens. We had more and more in the breeding cages,—in case simple home-made affairs o keg or a box with a fine wire net over the food plant; or a lamp ch ney slipped over a potted plant a bit of mosquito -netting tied o the top, for the smaller forms. These cages were a never -fail source Of delight and interest to children, and at their hands hea ruitled caterpillars upon us that s son. Even my mother grew int ested in the work, though Clelie p er ceased to look upon it as a hor madness peculiar to white people "All Buckrahs is funny in dey ha. Daddy January consoled her when s complained to him about it. "D gets all kind o' fool notions 'bout kind o' fool t'ings. You ain't got feel so bad—de „ledge is lots wus you bess is. Yo' boss kin see de bu he run atter, but my boss talk 'bo some kind o' bug he calLGerm. I um what kind o' bug is dat; an' 'low you can't see um wid you' ey I ain't say so to de .Jedge, but I '10 when you see bug you can't see w yo eye, you best not seem um 'ta —ease he must be sonie kind spook, an' Gawd knows I ain't wa to see no spook. Ef de bug ain't spook, den he 111118' be eenside y haid, 'stead o' outside um, an' to ha ug on de eenside o' yo' haid is d uss kind o' bad luck. Anyhow, n ody but Buckrah talk an' ack lik at, ruggers is got mo' sense." We found, presently, a ready an steady °sale for our extra stock. W uld supply caterpillars, butterffie nd moths, or chrysalids arid cocoons e had some rather scarce ones; an en, our unmounted specimens wer perfect, and our mounted ones s quisitely done, that we had but li e trouble in disposing of them. Un r the hand of John Flint these las re really works of art. Not fo thing had he boasted that he wa ndy with his fingers. The pretty common, forms, frame vering lifelike over delicately pres d ferns and flowers, found even adier market, for they were reall autiful. Money had begun to coni —.not largely, it is true, but stil adily and surely. You must know w to handle your stock, and you st be in touch with your market-- entists, students, collectors, — and s, of course, takes time. We could ply the larger dealers, too, al - ugh they pay less, and we had a dest advertisement an, one or two pers published for the profession, ich brought us orders. But let no imagine that is is an easy task handle these frail bodies, these samer wings, so that naturalists collectors are glad to get them. ce or twice we lost valuable ship- nts. ong since—in the late spring, to exact, John Flint had moved out the Guest Room, needed for other upants, into a •two -roomed out - ding 'across the garden. Some er pastor had had it built for an tory and retreat, but rfow, covered h vines, it had stood for many rs unused, save as a sort of lum- room. hen the troublesome question of re we might properly house him arisen, my mother hit upon these sed rooms as by direct inspira- . She had them cleaned, re - ted, scoured, and turned into a sant well -lighted, airy workroom living -room combined, and a ller and rather austere bedroom, an inexpensive but very good of Christ over the mantel, and old, old carved crucifix on the beside the white iron bed. Laur- took from his own room a Moi*ris r, whose somewhat frayed cush- my mother neatly re-covered. y Virginia contributed a rug, as as dressing gown and slippers. Sally Ruth gave him outright a d -new Bible, and loaned him an cedar -wood wardrobe which had her great-grandmother's, and h smelt delicately of generations ose-leaved and lavendered linen. 'ask," said Miss Sally Ruth ply, "is that you'll read Paul your eyes open and your mouth and that you'll iceep your es in that wardrobe and your s out of it. If it was intended nybody to teach you anything, Paul will teach you; but it 't intended for a cedar -wood robe to hold moths, and I hope won't forget it!" Major Cartwright' sent over a fish- ing -rod, a large jar of ,tobacco, and a framed picture of General Lee. "Because ho man, suh, could live under the same roof with even his pictured semblance, and not be the bettah fo' it," said the major earnest- ly. "I know. I've got to live with him myself. When I'm fair to mid- dlin' he's in the (finite room. When I've skidded off the straight aye nar- row path I lock him up in thiparlor, FARM FOR., SALE. --FOR SALE LOT 17. oye cone...ion 6, McKillop, containing 100 itezeii. There are on the premixes good OU triune house; two barns, one large barn 60x56 oUt oti stone and cement foundation; one hay „,t, barn 80300. also a shed joining two barns. 'The land is in a good state of cultivation, well fenced and drained ; a good orchard and two good wells. one drilled well. water 4 feet from top: also 12 acres of hardwood bosh. This farm is situated miles from We.For further particulars apply to sern of Seaforth and will be sold re. - SAMUEL SMITH, Lot 15, Concession 9, Mc- Hillop, R. R. No. 1, Dublin. 2906-tf • FARM FOR SALE.—FARM OF' TWO HUM dred acres adjoining the Town of Res forth. conveniently situated te all churches schools and Collegiate. There la • comfort able brick cottage with a cement kitchen barn 100x58 with stone stabling underneett fee 6 horses. 75 head of cattle and 40 hem wttls steel stanchions and water before al stock; litter carrier and feed carrier ant two cement silos; driving shed and plat tens scales. watered by a rock well sae windmill. The farm is well drained and b a high state of cultivation. The crop b ad' la the ground --choice clay i011,1II. Immedi ate possession. Apply to 31. BEATON, II S. Seafarth. Ont. 4187-tf r and over: it looks white on tside, but I can't to save me ,fig why you're doing it. Pars at have you got up your sleeve b Nothing but my arm. What should d you think?" "I don't know what to think, and a that's the straight of it. What is co your game, anyhow? What in the a, name of God are you after?" "Why, I think," said I, "that in the th name of God I'm after—that other so You that's been tucked away all these ex years, and couldn't get born until a se if, de e.o n: no id ha Id ho or se re id be in ste he ho mu Y; sci Id thi 1- sup tho MO pa S wh m one to " gos Y and d On d me ! L f/ be Y of - occ , buil a form a ora ✓ wit yea • ber O w e whe had • unu tion pain - plea and sma with head an wall ence chai ions Mar well Miss ban old been whic of r "A shar with shut, cloth moth for a then wasn ward you 'WARM FOR SALE.—FOR SALE, LOT I 4. Concession 11, and west half of Let 6 Coneemlon /0, ILR.3.. Tuckeramith, eon. tabling 150 acres. There are on the Drama. a good two -.tory brick house with elate roof large bank barn 100,09 feet with Bret claw stabiles, water in the barn, drive shed 26x114 pig house and hen house. Two good sprint walls. also an over -flowing syrinx. Thi farm le all cleared but about 20 acres. Th. good hardwood bush, principally maple. All well fenced and tile drained. Eight aerie of fall wheat sown. 40 acne. ready for spring woe. The farm is situated 7 miles frow Seaford, and 4 miles from Reload, one-balf pal. from school; rural mail and phone. Wel be .old on easy terms. Dniess sold by Sorbs It will be for rent. For further Partlealw apply on the premises, or address R. R. No 2, Sloven. ANGUS MeKINNON. 2861146 rIE McHILLOP MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COT. BEAD OFFICE---SEAFORTH, ONT. OFFICERS: J. Connolly, Goderich - President Jas. Evans, Beechwood, vice-president D. F. McGregor, Seaforth, Sec.-Treas. AGENTS: Alex. Leitch, R. R. No. 1, Clinton; W. E. Hinchley, Seaforth; John Mur- ray, Egmondville; J. W. Yeo, Gode- rich; R. G. Jarmuth, Brodhagen. DIRECTORS: Williarn Rinn, No. 2, Seaforth; John Bennewies, Brodhagen; James Evans, Beechwood; M. McEwen, Clin- ton; James Connolly, Goderich; Alex. Broadfoot, No. -2, •Seaftirth; J. G. Cirrieve, No. 4, Walton•, Robert Ferris, Harlock; George McCartney, No. 8, Seaforth; Murray 'Gibson, Brucefield. JAMES WATSON Main Street - Seaforth Agent for Singer Seiving Machines, and General In- surance Agent. been a wise move, for be bad the sew of proprietprehip, pi/my, and freedom. He eftgliVeome 104 go as he 'pleased, witb ne one to ,OB-AtiOn. He work uturbsd., Kee for the n• ught—bim such phlvi as they emit& m•erig cages out t • helf0 put. hi:: prod planes s tw4irdeTof his house, arranged cabinets and boxes Wilde. had been ?moiled from my otudy to his own; nailed uP.a few shelves to suit himeolf, and set up housekeeping. .' My mother had imam frankly de, lighted to have ,iny, sweeping friends moved out of the Parish Hbuse, anti Clelie abated in her dislike of the one -legged man because be had, in a way, removed from her a heretofore never -absent fear of waking up sorne night and finding a caterpillar under her bed. More yet, he ,entailed no extra work, for he flatly refused to have her set foot in his rooms for the purpose of cleghing them. He attended to that Himself. The man was a marvel of neatness and order. Mesdames, permit me to here remark that'when a man is neat and orderly no woman of Eve's daughters can compare with him, John Flint's rooms would arouse the rabid -envy of the cleanest and most scourful she in Holland itself. Now as the months wore away there had sprung up between him, and Mary Virginia and Laurence, one of those odd comradely friendships whirh sometitne unite the totally un- like with bonds hard to break: His spotless, workroom had a fascination for the youngsters. 'They NOere al- ways in and out, now with a cocdon now an imago, now a larva, and then again to see how those they had al- ready brought were getting along. The lame man was an unrivaled listener—a circumstange which en- deared him to youthful Laurence, in whoin thoughts and the urge to ex- press these thoughts in words rose like sap. This fresh and untainted confidence, poured out as naively, taught John Flint more than any words or prayers of mine could have done. It opened to him a world into which his eyes had not heretofore been permitted to look, and the re- sult was all the more sure and cer- tain, in that the child/en had no faintest idea of the effect they were producing. They had no (.rid to gain ax to grind; they merely spok e truth as they knew it, and thi selfish and hopeful truthfulness a used his interest and curiosity; i en compelled his admiration. II uldn't dismiss this as "hot air"! I was more than glad to have hi us taught. It was a salutary les 1, tending to temper hi, overween confidence and to- humble hi ntemptuous pride. In his ow rld he had been supreme, a figur sinister importance'. Brash ha en crook or cop who ha& taught o ught Slippy McGee! But in thi w atmosphere, in which he breath with difficulty, the young had been en him for guides. They led him ere a grownup had failed. Mary Virginia was particularly d of him. He had as ,little to say her as to Laurence, but he looked her with interested eyes that nev- er lost a movement; she knew he never missed a word, either; his sil- ence was friendly, and the little girl had a pleasant fashion of taking folk Me inside mine, just like himse called him to come out and be aliv He pondered this in silence. Te "I'll take your word for it," sa he. "Though if anybody's ever to me I'd be eating out of a parson hand, I'd have pushed his face in f him. Yep, Pm Fido! Me!" ,'At least you growl enough," sa I, -tartly. He eyed me askance. "Have I got to lick hands?" snarled. I walked away, without a repl through my shoulder -blades I cou feel him glaring after me. He fo lowed, hobbling:‘, "Parson!" "Well?" "If I'm not the sort that lick hands I'm not the sort that bites 'e neither. I'll tell you—it's this way I—sort of get to chewing on that in fernal log of wood that's where m good leg used to grow and—an splinters get into my temper—an I've got to snarl or bvst wide open You'd growl like the devil yoursel if you had to try holding down m, job for awhile, skypilot or no sky pilot!" "Why—I dare' say I should," sai I, contritelyr--"But," I added, after pause, "I shouldn't be any the bette for it, should you think?" "Not so you could notice," shortly And after a moment' he added, in a altered voice: "Rule 1: Can h Squeal!" I think he most honestly tried to It ‘ was no easy task, and I have seen the sweat start upon his forehead and his face go pale, when in his eager ness he forgot for a moment the cruel fact- that he could no longer move as lightly as of old—and the crippled body, betraying him, re- minded him all too swiftly of his mistake. The work saved him. For it is the heaven-sent sort of work, to those ordained for it, that fills one's hours and leaves one eager for further tasks. It called for all his oldtime ingenuity. His -tools', for instance— at times their lirnitations irked him, and he made others more satisfactory to himself; tokols adjusted to an in- sect's frail body, not to a time -lock. Before .that summer ended he could .9 NOTICE. • Any Patrons with Seaforth Creamery Cans and not going to', use them to send cream to us thb season, will kindly return them to the Creamery. These afe our proper4 and only loaned to patrons, and must be returned in good order. The Seaforth Creamery. owe for granted. Hers was one of those large natures which give lavishly, shares itself freely, but does not de- mand mucli in return. She gave with an open hand to her quiet listener— her books, her music, her amusing and innocent views, her frank com- ments, her truthfulness, her sweet brave gaiety; and he absorbed it like a sponge, It delighted her to find and bring the proper food -plants for his cages. And she being one of, those who sing while they work, yod" might hear her caroling like a lark, flitting about the old garden with her red setter Kerry at her heels. Laurence no longer read aloud to him, but instead gave Flint such books as he could find covering his particu- lar study, and these were devoured and pored over, and more begged for, Flint wpuld go without new clothes, neat as he was, and without tobacco, much as he liked to smoke,—to buy books upon lepidoptera. He helped my mother with her flowers and her vegetables, but re- fused to have anything to do with her chickens, remarking shortly that hens were such fools he couldn't help hating them. Madame said she liked to have him around, for he was more like some unobtrusive jinnee than a mere mortal. She declared that John Flint had what the negroes call a "growing hand"—he had only to stick a bit of green in the ground and it grew like Jonah's gourd. • Since he had begun to hobble about he had gradually come to be accept- ed by the town in general. They looked upon him as one who *shared Father De Rance's madness, a tramp who was a hunter of bugs. It ex- plained his presence in the Parish House; I fancy it also explained to some why he had been a traTP: Folks got used to him, as one does to anything one sees daily. The pleasant conservative soft -voiced la- dies who liked to call on Madame of an afternoon and gossip Christianly, and drink tea and eat Clelie'a little cakes on our broad verandah', only ds glanced casually at the bent head and shoulders visible through the c screened window across the garden. s They said he was very interesting, of 2 course„hut painfully shy and bashful. " As for him, he was as horribly afraid s of them as they would have been P him, had they known. I could not always save myself from the sin of xnailing at en ironic situation. ,Judge Mayne had et Stst eyed the dog. "The fellow '5 not very prepossess-. Superior man askance, wkching 'him as hie :Awn cats might all interloping stray ing," he told me, of an eveoing when he had dined with us, "but I've been on the bench long enough to be skep- any type that goes 'wrong; so I I've found . that the criminal type is deal of any fixed good or bad type-- shoudn't go so far as to call this chap a bad egg. But—I hope you are rea- ly hure of hint„fether .44Seesottably," saki 'I, compoaedly. 414earence toila me Madame and Mary Vrvirgie acqn4luiliredke th.11 thointuition of wonson—soW woman anderetand, and same time. And mark you, didn't 11SY fudittnest. Let us hope that this obe Of the Unie* when faith in intuition will be just!. fled." • Later, when he .had had time to examine the Work progressing under the fleilble. fingem of the silent work- man, he withdrew with some respect. "1 suppose he's all right, if you think so, father. But I'd watch out for him, anyway," he adallsed, "That is exactly what I jntend to do." "Rather he fell into your hands than mine. Better for him," said the judge briefly. Then he launched into an intimate talk of Laurence, and in thus talking of the boy's future, for- got my helper. That was it, exactly. The man was so unobtrusive without in the least being furtive. Had so little to say; tended so etrictly to his own busin and showed himself so ut- terly and Oalmost inhumanly uninter- ested in anybody else's, that he kept in the background. He was there, and people knew it; they were, in a sense, interested In him, but not cur- ious about him. One morning in early autumn—he had been with us then some eight or nine months—I went over to his rooms with a New York newspaper in my hand. It had news that set my heart to pounding sickeningly—news that at once simplified and yet com- plicated matters. I hesitated as to whether or not I should tell him, but decided that whatever effect that news might produce, I would deal with him openly, above board, and al- ways with truth. He must act and judge for himself and with his eyes open. ,On my part there should be no concealment. The paper stated that the body of a man found floating in the East to th• Anima japans. LAD GREEN TEA. to the best at any price—Try It. emassuisaassmicamonolowanOmegaamesisa loudly. . "I want you to he make him under. "I want to feel Illti I UT., nun!" 'stand things it's tires be 4 he gritted. "A live an, not Il one- now. NpbodY o* do that be legged mucker with i beard like a af_li 1 i good dog Dutch bomb -thrower's, puttering a- Warty looked a doubtful, but bout a skyrilot's backyard on the baring boon told to a certain thing wrong side of everytbing!" be obeyed, AS a good dog does. Grave - "Stick it out a little longer, John 17,4he sat up and held out an obedient Flint; hold fast!" Pow, Which the man took mechanic - "Hold fast to what?" he demanded alty. But meetbit the clear hazel savagely. "To a bug stuck on a eyes, he. dropped his bend upon the needle?" shining head with the gesture of one "Yes. And to vie who trusts you. who desires to become friend& Ac - To Madame who likes you. To the cePting this, Kerr, rencha up a nose dear child who put bug and needle in and nuzzled. Then he rvegged hie to your hand because she knew it was Plumy tail. i good work and trusted your hand to it. And more than all, to that other (Cantfnued next we4ik.) 144 fast!" He finding—your own true self' John Flint! Hold • fast, hold NOTE AND COMMENT , He stopped and stared at me. One good thing about a motor tar. "I'm believing him again!" said is that it dosen't shy when Vt crofts he, grievously. "I've been sat on dog rushes at it. .. while I was hot, and my number's marked on me, 23. I'm hoodooed, - It almost looks as if Premier that's what!" Baldwin had gone to the country Up. Tramp, tramp, stump, stump, up get rid of a parliamentary majority and down, the two of us. he was unable to utilize. "All right, devil -dodger," said he wearily, after a long sullen silence. It is complained that wemen wont "I'll stick it out a bit longer, to tell how they are going to vote in please you. You've been white—the the British elections. Like men, they it some night . . . with what I can lot of you. But look here—if I beat will probably vote every way. find, why, I'm warning you; don't A collection of fleas has been pre. blame me—you're running your risks eented to the British Museum. A." and it'll be up to you to explain!" Toronto dog, on hearing this item of .. "When you want to go, John Flint news read outof the paper, was tin& • —when you really and truly want to erstood to be trying to say that he go, why, take anything I have that wishes all the fleas were, in the.; you may fancy, my son. I give it museum. you beforehand." . i. ivei had been positively identified "I don't want anything given to by the police as that ;of Slippy McGee. I me beforehand!" he growled. "I That the noted crook had gotten back I want to take what I want to take into New York through the cunning without anybody's leave!" dragnet so carefully spread fbr him i "Very well, then; take what you was another proof of his daring and , want to take, without anybody's , ' dexterity. How he met the dark fate leave! I shall be able to do without which set him adriftbattered and it, I dare say." dreadful, ir the East River, was an- 1 He turned upon me furiouSly: other of those priderworid crimes that I "Oh, yes, I guess_you can! You'd remain unsolved, Cunning and dang- ' do without eating and breathing too, erous, mysto-ious in his life, baffling , I suppose, if you could manage it! all efforts to get at him, he was as l evilly myste,ious in his death. Ther was only one thing sure—that this dead wretch with the marks of vio- lence upon him was Slippy McGee; and since his breath had ceased, the authorities could breathe easier. He read it deliberately; then re- read it, and sat and stared at the pa- per. A stew grim smile came to his lips, and he took his chin in his hand, musingly. The eyes narrowed, the face darkened, the jaw thrust itself forward. , ,, "Dead, huh'?" he grunted and star- ed about him, with a slow, twisting movement of the head. "Well — I might just as well be, as buried alive in a jay -dump at the tail,zend of' all creation. Once ag_ain Xhe Powers of Darkness swooped'doWn and wres- tled with and for him; and knowing what I knew, sick at heart, I trembled for him. "What am I doing here anyhow?" he snarled with his lips drawn back from his teeth. "Piddling with bugs —Me! Patching up their dinky little wings and stretching out their dam little legs and feelers—me being what I am, and they being what they are! Say, I've got to quit this, once for all I've got to quit it. I'm not a man any more. I'm a dead one, a he -granny cutting silo for lady - worms and drynursing their inter- esting little babies. My God! Me!" And he threw his hands above his head- with a gesture of rage and de- spair. "Hanging on here like a boob—no wonder they think I'm dead! If I could just make a getaway and pull off one more good job and land enough—" "You couldn't keen it, if you did land it,—your sort can't. You know how it went before—the women and the sharks got it. There'd be always that same incentive to pull off just one more to keep you going—until you'd pulled yourself behind bars,a_nd stayed there. And there's the drtYg- danger, too. If you escaped so far, it was because so far you had the strength to let drugs alone. But the drugs get you, sooner or later, do they not? Have you not told me over and over again that 'nearly all dips are dopes?' That first the dope gets you—and then the law? No. You can't pull off anything that won't pull you into hell. We have gone over this thing often enough, haven't we?" we haven't. And I haven't had a chance to pull off anything— except leaves for bugs. Me! I want o get my hand in once more, I tell you! I want to pull off a stunt that will make the whole bunch of bulls it up and bellow for fair—and I can o it, easy as easy. Think I've roaked, do they? And they can all nooza on their peg posts, now I'ni stiff? Well, by cripes, I just want alf of a half of a chance, and I'll how 'em Slippy McGee's good and lenty alive!" "Come out into the garden, my son, and feel that you Are good and plen- ty alive. Come out into the free air. Hold on tight, a little while longer!" I laid my hand upon his shoulder compellingly.•and although he glared at me, and ground his teeth and lift- ed his lip, he came; unwillingly, swearing under his br,ath, he came. We tramped up and down the garden paths, up and down, and back again, his wooden peg making a round hole, like a hoofmark, in the Oarth. Ha fititrecUdown at it, spat savagely up- on it; and swore horribly, but not too The British elections this year are influenced by a new factor, the radio. Important speeches are broadcasted far and wide. One effect of tt is said to be that partisan newspapers which misreport speeches are being checked up by their readers in a_ way that surprises them. • A Toronto eller who had his plate glass ndow, insured against breakage fo the past quarter of a CLEANS EVERYTHING Washing clothes in hard water is hard on your back and bad for the cloths. Use Charm to soften the water. 2 for 25c at all Good Grocers You do without too blamed much right now, trying to beat yourself to being a saint! Of course I'd help myself and leave you to go without— you're enough to make a man ache to shoot some sense into you with a cannon! And for God's sake, who are you pinching and scraping and going without for? A bunch of hick- ey factory-shuckers that haven't got sense enough to talk Arnerican, and a lot of mill -hands with beans on 'em like bone buttons! They ain't worth it. While I'm in the humor, take it from me there ain't anybody worth anything anyhow!" "Oh, Mr. Flint! What a shame and a sin!" -called another voice. "Oh, Mr. Flint, I'm ashamed of you!" There is the freedom of the Satur- day morning sunlight stood Mary Virginia, her red Irish settler Kerry beside her. I came over," said she, "to see how the baby -moths are getting on this morning, and to know if the last hairy gentleman I brought spins in, to a cocoon or buries himself in the ground. And then I heard Mr. Flint —and what he said is unkind, and untrue, and not a bit like him. Why, everybody's worth everything you can do for them—only some are worth more." The wild wrath died out of his face. As usual, he softened at sight of her. "Owell, Miss, I wasn't thinking of the like of you—and him," he jerked his head at me, half apologeti- cally, "nor young Mayne, nor the lit- tle Madame. You're different." "Why, no, we aren't, really," said Mary Virginia, puckering her brows adorably. "We only seem to be dif- ferent—hut we are just exactly like everybody else, only we know it and some people never can seem to find it out—And there's the difference You see?" That was the befuddled manner in which Mary Virginia very often explained things. If God was good to you, you got a little glimmer of what she meant and WAR trying to tell you. Mary Virginia often talked as the alchemists used to write —cryptically, abstrusely, as if to hide the golden truth from all but the initiate. "Come and shake hands with Mr. Flint, Xerry," said she to the setter. century let t1\ insurance lapse the other day, and a burglar smashed the window and stole what he cottld reach. It is curious how this sort of think happens. A man carries ac- cident insurance for years, gets noth- ing out of it, drops the insurance on Tuesday and breaks his leg on Wed- nesday. NEW LAMP BURNS 94% AIR BEATS ELECTRIC OR GAS A new oil lamp that gives an am- azing brilliant, soft, white light, even better than gas or electricity, has been tested by the U. S. Government and 36 leading universities and found to be superior to 10 ordinary oil lamps. It burns without odor, smoke or noise --no pumping up, is simple, clean, safe. Burns 94% air and 6% CO111711011 kerosene (coal oil). The inventor, F. N. Johson, 246 Craig St. W., Montreal, is offering to send a lamp on 10 days' FREE trial, or even to give one FREE to the first user in each locality who will help him introduce it. Write him to- day for full particulars. 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