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Phha Sent Woman to Bed. Great © After To u&'."' f vllh. Lydia j s %5 U <> "Well, well, so I did! a 0s e the Aanguage Of lov â€"MaDY 5 17 months cid now und T havh T es t nintoae n &wlbam I â€" theae few months mssn ey $ oe cun use this fetter as you 20e At. â€"__ and wove on the graés beneath , a ‘earpet of light and shadow. It. was â€"+â€" then the oak would lean gently toâ€" C ward his evergreen companion and ___ Wwhisper in her ear, ‘Spruce, 1 love ‘** wou, dear,‘ but the sprugeâ€"" «" "Oh, ‘Daddy X, you are making Agt poetry! You said, Whisper in her & i%lmce I love you, dear‘â€"*" 5 * ‘cfl, well, so I did! But poetry NERVES AND . FAINTING SPELLS ‘"‘Then the beautiful spruce, when she heard these loud and angry words, trembled silently, and tears came to her. many eyes and feli like dew on the warm grass, for she loved both the oak and the elm, Snd could not have told you which she loved the better. And as She has been my companion since childhood. ,\I have watched her grow from a tiny Christmasâ€"tree to a beautiful maiden with lovely symmetrical _ green arms _ that stretch toward me, and with green hair that trembles in the wind, but never.frows ruffied or fuzzy and never falls to the ground like ,mine. Spruce belongs to me, I tell you,‘ said the oak, gruffly. ‘Leave her alone." | Then the great elm shouted down, ‘Now, Oak, I will have your sap for this! When the northwest wind blows I will fall upon you, and crush you into the earth, and everyone who passes shall laugh and say, "Look what Elm has done to Oak!" "But the oak said gruffly, ‘She is mine, I tell you, I will not leave her to you!‘ ‘ ‘"Then the eim answered in his big, sighing voice, which came down from among his stately limbs, ‘Oak, yot@ shall not interfere in my love for Spruce. It is I who have grown beside her all these years; it is I who have pointed her skyâ€" ward while you were tempting her down to the musty earth. Leave her to me.‘ J head, bashfully. "Then the oak said, gn;fl!y: ‘Elm why, do you make love to Spruce? a@ the language Of love, and no «oubt the oak made poetry with the gentle rustle of his leaves in the sunlight. But the spruce.only bowed ‘her head bashtully. "In the evening the elm, which also stood near the spruce, would tremble toward her and say, ‘Look at me, Spruce! Am I not beautiful? Bee my straight trunk; see my! shapely limbs! See how all imy branches reach to the same height end make a. green umbrella®in the sky. Think of that when you are tempted to look upon the knotty, knaried, twisted oak. Ww you not come under that umbrella, dear Spruce, and let me shelter you when the winds blow and the snow falls and the world is white and still in the cold grip of winter?‘ But the Spruce only bowed her ; the elm wis over the spruce," Ca! began. "Both the oak and the eim were in love withâ€" the beautiful spruce ‘The oak wooed her in midâ€" ?Moo through the still boughs "The quarrel between the oak and The Smoking Flax By ROBERT STEAD ; *Goodâ€"night, Reedieâ€"boy." Cal had meant to answer braveâ€" _ Reed tutwéd to a study of the|iy, but on the list words came a stars which peered down, very| cateh in his father‘s voice, and the thick and friendly, from the Milky next he knew he was up and inâ€" Way overhead, and Cal retraced folded in the long, thin arms. Tears mmnnm.m‘-ammmcumm weont: oÂ¥er the amazing wonder with a blessing and a memory. n:&"--.h.._‘k..‘_’ o s :'h. ,! 7 T s i they were as comfortable as in any ‘ that there might be something Pullman. |saved for you and Ceresta . . . It Cal had arrpnged the back and isn‘t much. If I had been a farmer, the cushions, spread the mttri-.lor a bricklayer, or a machinistâ€" turned back the blankets, placed but a university professor! Doctor the pillows. Reed clung for a momâ€"] of languages; seven languages as ent about his neck, then vaulted| my mother tongueâ€" But there, 1 over the rattly side door, flickerâ€") must not be bitter. When the bills ing an affectionate hand toward his|are paid it will keep you and Celâ€" companion as he went. esta perhaps two years. Then you "Goodâ€"night, Daddy X," he callâ€"| will have to make your way. my the pillows ent about over the r ed In this position, with all the cushâ€" fons in place, and furnished with a camp mattress, blankets and pilâ€" lows, a very passable bed was proâ€" vided. Reed slept on the driver‘s side to save Cal the danger of barkâ€" ing his long shins on the steering post, and, with this precaution, they were as comfortable as in any Pullman. The back of the\ front seat was amputated at the flanks and so arranged that it folded down, bridging, as it were, the space beâ€" tween the front and back cushions. In preparation for their expediâ€" tion, Cal Beach, with a plumber‘s kit and some help from a friendly blacksmith, had performed a surâ€" gical operation of some delicacy upon the ancient Ford, which had just then come into his possession. in the evening, when he went to throw stones in the water. For a moment the glint of his trim young body shone ruddy in the light of the fire; then, with a contortion, it disappeared within the foids of his nightgown. "Porter, am dah berfs made up?" he demanded. ‘‘Massa, dah berfs am made up," Cal answered, with great gravity. "Yes, lad. But you cannot unâ€" derstand." Some day, perhaps, you will understand." But under his breath he renewed the promise given to the boy‘s dead mother: "He never shall; he never shall!" CHAPTER IIL Reed slipped silently from the kneeâ€"pants and shirt which were his principal attire; his shoes and stocking had been discarded early ‘‘That was what my mother said last, wasn‘t it, Daddy X?" said the boy. s "And that is why you called 1 Reed, because my mother was bruised reed, isn‘t it, Daddy X?" The lad clasped his hands, and, raising his face to the bright stars, repeated solemnly the words, "A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not auench." "Now you must say your verse and go to bed," said Cal, after they had watched the fire smoulder for a while. | "Oh, no! The elm was so sorry for his high words that he, too, deâ€" parted, but he went to the valley, not far from the river. And so the oak and elm live apart but under ftheir gruff surfaces they are very, very sad." * y & ~"But very beautiful," said the: boy. ~ * Reed poked the fire with a stick‘ and watched & slender tongue of flame whipping the smoke upwards. The bedtime story was always to him a season of delight, a tenâ€"minâ€" ute ramble into fairyland. And this strange friend of his, whom he knew only as Daddy X, always had a new story every night, and never needed to read it out of a book. What a wonderful Daddy X he was! "And did the elm fight the oak, Daddy X?"â€"the lad. inquired, raisâ€" ing his gaze from the fire to the face of his friend. the spruce trembled and wept she leafy stree made a great resolve. ~ dvm "And when the night was deep| big upos them ‘she arose from the rich romped as black earth which had beer her| the apple i home since she was a little Christâ€"| the flower masâ€"tree and stole silently away to touched, ~« a sandy ridge, where no other tree| There was could grow, ‘because she could not house, with bear to hear her friends quarreling ) the porch a about her. And in »the morning| Inside, h when the oak and elint awoke they| chair in th suw their beautiful lovye away on| with the fi the ridge, where neithir of them | with books. could grow at all. And there she| front room has lived for ever since." with hanks "Yes my mother tongue~â€" But there, I must not be bitter. When the bills are paid it will keep you and Celâ€" esta perhaps two years. Then you vfllhngonhmrm, my boy." u >, ‘"Why, Daddy, are you going l:way?" said Cal, catching only "half his father‘s meaning. _ ""Yes, Calvin." w e c ‘"You had to know, Calvin," his father contimued after a silence, "and it is as well that you should know mwow. I have seen this comâ€" ing, ever since your mother went, and before. That is why I took the extra classes at the university, so It seemed to Cal that his father had purposely chosen to sit in the shadow, where his face could not be seen clearly. The boy felt as though a great band were tightenâ€" ing about his ribs. "Not now. Later. I am going to your mother, Calvin. Some time this year," esta? Cal thought fortyâ€"two was\very old, but he did not say so. He had learned that the professoral mind is not to be disputed. Fortyâ€"two is not very old, Calâ€" vin,‘" his father repeated, "but I suppose it must be old enough. One can grow very weary in even forty two . years. But fourteen is very young to be left alone." "I am just three times your age, Calvin; just fortyâ€"two. Not very old, eh, Calvin?" Cal had learned why the hollows had dug their deep trenches in his father‘s face. The day he was fourteen he was summoned into the study. "Sit down, Calvin, my boy," said a voice out of the shadâ€" ows. "I think you are fourteen toâ€" day. Quite a man now, Cal, eh?" ‘Yes, Daddy," said . the boy, wondering for what offence he had been summoned. 1 so Célesta said, although Cal never quite credited this, before the strange hollows had come in Dadâ€" dy‘s face. Then the angels came for Mamaâ€"that was how Celesta told itâ€"and sent men to carry her away in a black box. And Aunt Bertha had come to live in her place. * i Cal and Celesta. Celesta, two years older than Cal, was able to recall, partly by memory, more by imagination, the brave days ‘before Mama went away. Those were the days wheg Daddy wasn‘t always busy just now; days of walks and picnics and great times before the study fire. Those were the days, at â€" great â€"_intervals. Professor Beach‘s devotion to his university had to be bought with a price, so it seemed. And it was Cal who paid. touched, ~ except by permission. lTbore was the solid limestone house, with_vines clambering over the porch and shutters. ; Inside, his father sat in the big chair in the front room upstairs, with the fireplace and walls lined with books. It seemed to Cal that front room had always been filbd‘ with books and shadows, with\ his father, master shadow of them all, ’in the big chair before the fire. As Cal remembered him, his father was very tall, with a stoop, and a face which receded wherever the bones would let in, and a way of being busy just now. Cal had alâ€" ways thought of his father as old. There were times, rare times, when his father wasn‘t busy just now; times wken the lad clambered up the long, thin legs and explored the strange cavities in their ownâ€" er‘s face. Those were moments not to be forgotten, but they came only lcnp’bfi%ondthdl;i;c,;;;d' thoflombodsthtnutnotbo leafy street in the little university city of Kingston; thefe basked the down the years to his m ‘:;rr:‘ shoulders resting against the tree, while his mind from conteraplating ber. Twentyâ€"six I usedâ€"to think a| "YOu bet 1 have. He ownes the man ‘was old at fwentyâ€"six, â€" And | property now," u_hh_. ‘.-.u..m_“- Pn How time fiesâ€"â€"and how it grags!| | "! ubderst Both. The days seem endlgss, M’l’a*hw gver how the weeks slip by! * boft .you. H 9» in which he and Celesta BP CC NCE If others who may feel skeptical will give Dnm Williams‘ Pink Pills a fair trial they will be convinced as was Mr. Seguin You can get| Richard Roschman J. H. Recse the pills from your druggist, or by | Jos. Btauffer P. E. Shantz mail at 560 cents a box from the Dr.) ARTHUR FOSTER ...... Manager Williams‘® Medicine Co., Brockville,| B. E. BECHTEL and â€" ‘ "I had been suffering from catarrh for years, and my inside work had completely broken down my health. I was coughing all day, suffered from indigestion, and could not sleep until three or four hours after retiring. I started the pills, not with any great confidence, but by the time I had finished the second box I marked much imâ€" provement. . At the fourth box I felt quite recovered, but continued them for some further time. My cough has left me, the indigestion has disappeared and I now fall asâ€" leep almost as soon as I am in bed. In my store now I do not hesitate to recommend Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills to any who are feeling ramâ€" down or without energy, as I think _ "It is not natural for me .to sit down and write a letter in praise of a proprietary medicine as I had always been skeptical as to their virtues." Thus writes Mr. Arthur Seguin, Storthoaks, Sask., who further says:â€""But three years ago I opened a general store here in Storthoaks and placed on my shelves a few lines of the best known proprietary medicines. Among these, naturally, were Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills. As there were three of my customers who were obtaining good results from taking the pills, and as I was in need. of a medicine I decided to try them myself. J Could Not Get Sleep for Hours COMPANIONS IN LtFE, ~ NOT PARTED IN DEATH Devoted friends for many years, and constantly in each other‘s comâ€" mny.mudkzn, aged .62, and Bernard Fullerton, aged 67, both bachelors were notâ€" separated in death, They died in their respecâ€" tive homes in Chatharh, Nov. ist. Koebel. Rub the spalp with Minard‘s Lint I. â€" Russel Hayes hon., ‘ John Brenner hon., Geraldine Karley hon., Mary Koebel hon., Elgin Dieâ€" Primerâ€"Joseph Brenner, Joseph Koebel,; Anna Schummer, Herbert Kaiser, Clarence Brenner, Oliver II.â€"Laurine Koebel hon., Berâ€" tilla Brenner hon., Ruth Schummer and Edward Hayes (equal), Therâ€" esa Diebold, Mary Logel, *Geneva Brenner (failed), ~Russel Gohl ifailed), *Peter Brenner (failed), *Priscilla Brenner (failed). Jr, III. â€"Helen Brenner, Gerâ€" trude Kiftel, *Walter Gohl, Mary Brenner, *Loretta Brenner, *Josâ€" eph Logel. L _ Jr. IV. â€" Sophia Ganczarski, *Sylvester Kieswetter, *Alex Kitâ€" tel, *Cyril Brenfter. o Helen M. Hayes, teacher. Sr. III. â€"~Aileen Hayes, hon.; Helen Koebel, _ Arthur Koebel, George Schummer, ~*Simon Brenâ€" ner (failed). HEALTH BROKEN DOWN Jr. V.â€"Della Kittel, *Clarence Kraemer. Sr. IV.â€"Mary Gohi, Magdalen Koebel, Francis Schummer, Mary Logel, *Eimer Koebel, â€" *Claude Brenner, *Walter Brenner. Sr. Vâ€"Louise Schummer, *Mary Runstedler, Margaret Koebel, *Herbert Brenner. REPORT OF SEPARATE â€" $, 5. 4, WELLESLEY «< Following is the report of S. S. 8. No. 4, Wellesiey. (LinWood Separate) for the months of Sepâ€" tember and October, names being in order of merit. * before a name denotes absent for one or moe examinations : f A Paying Job &A , Bossâ€"Young man, it "will pay you to keep your eyes open when you are in this office. _ 4 Office Yes, sir, that‘s just what yolr:;o told me when she came in and saw . what a pretty sienographer you have. O Where, O Where Has She Gone? "Now, Jennie, that‘s my best Holâ€" stein cow." st Jennieâ€"But, uncle, I wanna seoe your malted mill cow. After Going to Bed. 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