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\7r =^ I THE LAPSE OF ENOCH WEINTWORTH By ISABEL GORDON CURTIS, Author of " The Woman from Wolvertons " CHAPTER VIII.â€" (Confd). Dorcas lowered the rarriage win- dow and (fazed out. Oswait watch- ed her. The g:irl'» face mirrored her feelingrs so keenly he could feel what was passing in her mind. Her lips quivered and tears hungr on her lashes She could not trust herself to .speak. "I shall never forget how that* piti- ful line appealed to me the first time I Raw it," the man continued, "al- though 1 had known the poor of Lon- don since boyhood. This homeless, famished, orderljy column, growing: as one man af1>er another comes creep- ing from his burrow to hold a place was too much for mc. I stood watch- ing it from that cornei," he pointed across the street, "night> after night I used to try to help. In a few eases I did manage o put a man on his feet. The task was generally hopeless, ex- cept that> I could satiafy the hunger of the moment. During hard winters in New York I have seen the line grow till there were hundreds in it. Sometimes it goes down Tenth street and around the corner." Dorcas turned to look at him. Tears stood in her eyes and her fips quiv- ered. "I unierstand," he went on. "You are wondering why we, well clothed, fed and sheltered from bhe wind, are here, and they are â€" there. I do not know. It is a problem as old as the world itself. All we can do is to help individually, man to man." Dorcas' gaze went back to the bread line. Oswald sat in thouchtful silence "Don't think me sacrilegious. Mr. Oswald," she confessaH, "but when I see such misery it makes me wonder if the Eternal himself has a con- science." She sab watching the line of patient, pallid men. Stragglers crept up to join it from every direc- tion. "I simply cannot imagine a God who â€" Mr. Oswaldl" She grasped his arm with a half-.stiflcd scream and laid her trembling hand upon his. "What is it?'' asked her companion, rising. "What frightened you. Miss Wentworth?" He stared past her out into the street. The block of vehicles had begun to move. They were again driving slowly <iown Broadway. "Nothing," she answered quickly, "nothing but a chance resemblance. I thought I â€" saw some one whom I once knew. It must have been a mis- take." The Englishman glanced at her cur- iojsly. She began to chat about the play and other things. She was try- ing to forget whatever had startled her. She said "Good-by" at the door of her home. Oswald realized that she was eager to have him go. As he drove away he tried to recall anything which could have happened. A wom- an Oi" her poise would not be 'lislurbed by a tiifle. Dorcas -hut t'he street door and ran upstairs to her brother's study, whore the 'phone stood. She searched dis- tractedly through the directory for the addre:-s of a livery from which occnssionally she called a cab. The name had escaped her. She stood for a moment trying in vain to re- call it, then she rang the bell. Her wait seemed ei". iless before the old servant appeared. ".lascn," she cried impatiently, "who is Mr. Wentworth's livery man '!'' Ripe CJierries and Laniic Sugar make delicious and economical preserves Order LANTIC SUGAR by name in original packages 2 and 5-lb Cartons 10 and 20-lb Bags PBFJiEHVINC IJIBEL8 FREEâ€" SmJ nd ball tridfl.maik 1*0* Look uf 54 printad gummod UboU to Atlantic Sugar RcBneriei Ltd. Power niilc. Mnntraal 4Q "Costello, missy." "Stay here a minute," she said aa she paused for central's answer. Then she stooped to the 'phone. "Send a cab, please, to 26 Waverly place, immediately." She turned again to the old servant. "Jason," she asked, "you have .vaitv ed on Mr. Merry when Enoch brought him here â€" sick â€" haven't you?" "Deed I has, missy. Many's de time Marse Enoch en I's done all sorts ' ob waitin' on him, when he's done ' been sick, puffectly missuble, missy. Yo'-all (.lon't know how missuble." ] "Can you help to-night? I may ' brinf; Mr. Merry back with rne â€" mis- I [ crable." j " 'Deed I can," cried the old man, ' I with eager sympathy. "Yo' des leeb him to mo. Lawdy! I t'ink ez much [ I ob Marse Andrew mos" as I do ob I ' yo'-all. He's been mighty good to "Thank yo'j," said Dorcas grateful- I ly. "I am not sure whether he will come, but in case he does, be ready ^ for him. He may want a hot bath | and supper. Have a cheerful fire; | I ib is bitterly cold outdoors.' She turned and ran tJownstairs when she heard the rattle of wheels j on the street below. | j "Don't yi>' want me to go wid yo', | : missy? suggested Jason. "Hit's i I powerfu' late fo' a lady to be goin' roun' New York alone." I "No; I would rather have you here i I waiting for our return." | I "Tenth and Broadway," she direct- | ed, as the cabman shut the door. He ; pulled up at her signal opposite the bakery. The place was closed, the I bread line had dispersed, and the i quiet gray of early morning had bo- ' gun to creep over the street. Occa- | sionally a cab dashed past of a trolley I went on its clamorous way, but there I were few stragglers to l)e seem. Here , ; and there a man on foot, walked i : briskly, as if a shelter waited him somewhere. On the sidewalk sbomi a I tail policeman. Dorcas studied his j face for a moment, then she beckoned , him. He came instantly to the cab window. "Is this your beat every night?" "Eevery night this week," said the J man in blue. "The men in the bread line have dispersed. Do you know where they go?" 'Where thoy go, lady?" The police- man smile J. "I couldn't tell you no more where they go than if thoy were rabbits scurrying to their holes." Dorcas shivered. "Are they abso- lutely homeless â€" on such a night as this?" "A good share of them are." The man spolte with little interest. The misery in the streets of New York was an old story to him. "Do the same men como to the linq night nfbar night?" "A man has to be mighty hungry when he stands an hour or tv;o wait- ing for a hunk of bread. If his luck turns he drops out. Still, I've seen the same faces there every nighfo for a mouth. Are you a i-eltlement lady?" he asked re.spoctfully. "No." The girl's face flushed. "I thought to-night when we wore \>ass- ing that I saw some one in the bread line I know, .somebody we can't find." "That happens many a time." "Do you think," Dorcas asked ea- gerly, "there woul be any chance of his being here to-morrow night?" "The likeliest chance in the world. If a man's wolfi.sh with hunger â€" and you'd think some of them were wolfish the way they cat â€" there's n heap of comfort in even a mouthful of bread nrk'l a cup of coffee." "If I should come to-morrow night "I'll give you any help you want," said the e(Ticer kindly, as Dorcas hesi- tated. "I don't believe I'll want help. The only thing is â€" I wish to do it as qui- etly as possible. It is altogether a family affair." "I understand, here." "Thank you. Dorcas gratofuUy. "I didn't bring Mr. Merry to-night, Jason," she said, when tho old servant opened the door for her; "but to-mor- row night I Jhirf^ he will y)me!" The following idny seemed to Dor- cas the longest she hud ever lived through. Tho weather was crisp and cold. She went for a long walk, tread- ing for the first time a tangle of streets in tho vicinity of the docks. It was a part of the city which belongs to the very poor. She searched everywhere for one figure. Poverty, famine, und hopclessneas seemed to create a family resemblance among men, women, and children. Still â€" she found nowhere the man for whom she looked. When she rea(!hed home at noon nhc felt tired physically and mentally. She had spent an almost sleepless night. As she ilropped off in a drow.se she dreamed of finding Merry, of bringing him back to the world where he belonged, of sebting his face towards fame, happiness, and an honorable life. Not a thought of love â€" the love of a woman for a man â€" stirred in her heart. She had forgoten her brc th- ers question. There was something .singularly childlike about Merry. With his magnetism was blended a strange dash of childish dependence which a few men never lose. It had appeal- ed to the maternal instinct in Dorcas the first time they met. Erorn morning till night she waited anxiously for new;, from her brother, but none came. She realized that he was on the wrong clue, bub he had left no address, and Dorcas could merely wait. After her walk she lay down to rest on the library couch. A few minutes laliT she was sleeping peacefully as a child. When Jason came in he closed the shutters noise- lessly and covered her with an afghan. The city lights were ablaze when she woke. She waited impatiently for the hours to pass. The policeman had told her it was of no use to come to his corner until eleven or later; it was past midnight when the breai\ was dispensed. The clock struck eleven when a carriage Dorcas had ordered stopped at the door. Jason hovered anxiously about her. "You mus' put on yo' big fur coat, jnissy, please." He was trying con- stantly to manage her as he had done when she was a little girl. "Jason, 1 don't need it; I'm perfect- ly warm." "Yo' do, sure ez yo' breathin', missy," he pleade<l anxiously. "Hit's grown bitter col' fo' November. Yo" -all 'II freeze ef yo' don'." "All right," laughed the girl, and she slipped her arms into the wide sleeves. "Just to please you, Jason â€" remember that not because I'm cold. Now," she added, "don't get nervous if it is an hour or two before I return. I shall be quite safe. Mr. Merry will come back with me to-night, I know Have everything as cosy and cheer- ful as possible. And â€" Jason â€" I've got my key. I'll ring when I want you. Don't bother about opening the door." The girl's Intuition told her that Merry might have fallen to such low state that it would hurt for even the old servant to sse him. The ne- gro understood. "I know, missy, I'll '!o des ez yo' say â€" but fo' de Lawd's sake do take care ob yo'se'f. What could I say to Marse Enoch if anj't'ing happened to mis- sy?" "Nothing's going bo happen, good old Jason," cried the girl, as she ran down the steps. The olTiccr was waiting at the cor- ner. He beckoned the cabman to pull up where an electric light would nob shine Into the carriage, then he stopped for a minute at the window. "I'll stay near by and kee p my eye on you. When you see your party, signal me. I'll give ytfiy cabby the onier, and he can drive arouri i a block or two and take you up Tenth street Then slip out and get your â€" your â€" friend that way. There ain't no chance of him seeing you come up behind, as he would if you crossed the street." "Has the bread line begMn to gath- er yet?" she asked. "Hardly, ma'am. There's a few stragglers hangin' round. Them that come first get the first chance, of course, only it's a nasty night to waib outdoors with an empty stomach." (To be continued.) MORE WOMEN THAN MEN. Expected That There Will Be a Majority of 1,750.000 in France. The latest statistics of the French Labor Department show that while women outiuimbered men in France before tho war by 760,()82 (in a total population of 39,602,258), the war will probably decrease the number of men at least a million, giving the women a majority of 1,750,000. The additional million excess fe- male population will be obliged. In part at least, to support themselvta, increasing considerably the perce'it- nge of female wage earners, which, according to statistics of the ye»;r 1912, was one-fourth of the total number of employed in commercial and industrial establishments subject to inspection by the Labor Depart- ment. You'll find me Good night," said Never Too Old. Miss Plain â€" "May says I'm too young to marry." Miss Pert â€" "Well, you won't be by the time you get a proposaL" «-- Silo a Paying Proposition. It is safe bo say that more silos will be built in Canada this year than in any previous year. Corn silage has proved to be superior to roots aa a succulent feed for dairy cattle, and when it is realized that a ton of corn can be grown for anywhere from thirty cents to one dollar more cheap- ly than a ton of roots, it is ap- parent thab the man who keeps cattJe and has not got a silo is not making i the best of bis opportunities, says the Canadian Countryman. If growing corn instead of roots ef- fects a saving of half a dollar per ton when eighteen or twenty acres is I reserved for succulent feed each year ' (which Is by no means an excessive acreage), by growing corn, over |150 would be saved in the season's crop. This is enough money to put up a silo. Although for amany years silage has been regarded as one of the best succulent feeds for dairy cattle, it is only comparatively recently that it has received proper recognition as a feed for fatbening steers. Some ex- periments carried on in the States re- cently show that cattle thab are fed as much as fifty and seventy-five pounds of silage per day sold for almost as much as those fatbened chiefly on grain, while the cost of making one hundred pounds gain was from $2 to $3 less. We quote from Wallace's Farmer: "At the Missouri Station, one lot of abeers which received an average daily ration of 37.6 pounds of silage, 4 poumis of alfalfa hay, and 5 pounds of oil meal sold for $9.65 per cwt., while another lot received an average daily ration of 16.3 pounds of silage 3.9 pounds of alfalfa hay and 15.3 pounds t>f shelled corn, sold for $9.75 per cwt. In other words, the steers getbing no corn, but a large amount of silage, together with oil meal and alfalfa have sold within 10 cents of those getbing 15 pounds of com a day. These high silage steers aeutally sold 5 cents higher per cwt. than another lob which received an average daily ration of 17.5 pounds of silage, 3.7 pounds of alfalfa hay, 16.6 pounds of shelled corn, and 2.6 pounds of cottonseed meal. It is interesting to note also that the steers receiving the larger amounts of silage did not shrink any more than those receiving bhe smaller amounts. The dressing percentage was almost but not quite so high in the cast of the low silage steers. "The Missouri experiment, when taken in connection with Iowa and Pennsylvania experiments, indicates very strongly thab the beef cattle men have finally reached the point where they are almost compelled to rely on large amounts of silage. For years, the Englishmen and Scotmen have fed their average steer 70,100, or even 120 pounds of roots, together with not more than eight or nine pounds of grain. "Silage is a little more concentrated than the roots used by Englishmen and Scotchmen but it looks as though the corn felt feeders had at last been driven to adopt the mcthoils of the feeders across the water." These Fall Pigs Were Profitable. Fifty-seven fall pigs fed at Univer- sity Farm, St. Paul, last winter and marketed recently, left a margin of $4.56 a head to cover cost of labor, risk, interest, profit, etc. I R. C. Ashby of the animal hus- [ bandry division at University Farm, began a series of tests two years ago to determine whether raising fall pigs is profitable in Minnesota. Ihe margin of nearly five dollars a head is the result of bhe test Eleven sows farrowed fall litters for the tests, and the pigs were woan- e<l December 16. They were put on feeding tests two days later. Tho records kepb cover all feeds consumed 'oy sows and litters from farrowing to I weaning and from the time the act- ual feeding te-st was begun until it was finished. The total cost of feed for the sows and pigs up to weaning time was $186.81. From weaning time to the time marketing the feed cost $577.88, making a total cosb of $13.42 ahead. The feed was counted at these prices: Sheila i com, 75 cents a bushel; giound barley, 65 cents a bushel; shorts, $26 a ton; tankage, $55 a ton. The pigs averaged 191 Vi pounds when sold May 0. They were sold at $9.65 in South Sb. Paul, a price equi- valent to $9.40 at home. The sell- price of $17.98 left a balance of $4.56 each. No account of manure is taken in these figures. The pigs were fed in five lots, three lots from self feeders and two lots fed by hand. Those in the lots Jn which the self feeders were used did better than those in the other lots. The corn-fed lots required about seven bushels of corn, forty pounds of tank- age, and from thirty to forty pounds 0^ shorts for each pig from weaning time to the close of the test The pigs were fed grain alone. They were given no milk and did not have access to the cattle yards. Mr. Ash- by thinks that when milk is available or when the pigs can pick up after' cattle the margin will be correspond- ingly increased. "Silver Gloss" THE CANADA STARCH CO. LIMITED MONTniAL. C*RBINAU â- BANTfOnO. rOUT WILLIAM. Makirs of "Crown Brand" ana "Lily \^Mt" Com Syrups, and Btnson's Com Starch. 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