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Port Perry Star, 1 Oct 1913, p. 5

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ats itself 'an exclusive from the main store. ht a h is entirely new thisseason is made of chinchilli finished Felt, in grey or brown mixture with tweed band. Size 6§ to 7} ' Price $2.00 Ti Arother line which 'will be popular again this season is grey Angura, a hat made of fur Felt with a coarse hair finish, Sizes 6§ to 7} Price $2.60 Our $500 Sweater Coat Shows Style and Finish, Gives Durability and Comfort Made of finest quality Australian wool yarn, i1 fancy stitch. Garment is heavy weight has clase fitting high collar and two pockets, Made in plain or combination 'colors. The best wearing sweater ever sold for the money. Sizes 36 to 42. Price $5.00 : gEY 3 3 £3 Eoerdis EB ® § E gq : i Sis afi?s Es oE i iif: 5s SERE | Lh ite Ht Pe f great devélopment," he' thought. Aloud he said: "You are a strange mingling of east and west. Do you realize it?" "In what way?' she asked, feeling something ardent in his tone. "You typify to me at this moment whole state. You fll me with en- usiasm for its future. Here you derived from the lawless west, taking on the culture and restraint the east so readily that you seem in the least related to"-- eo checked himself at this point, and she sald, "My mother is not as rough as she seems, Mr. Ca ad eo gE 2335 #1 didn't at first, but 1 do now. I begin' to understand her, and, besides, | I feel in myself certain things that are { fn her, though I think I am more like the Wetherfords. My father's family to think that Gregg and his Tike Bhve the right to speak to you every day while I can see you only at long inter vals, I wish my station were not so far away. But I'll ride down as often as my duties will permit, and you must let me know how things go. And if! any of those fellows persecute yow you'll tell me, won't you? I wish youd look upon me as your big brother. 'Will you do that?' His voice en ed, and as she remained silent he tinued: "Roaring Fork is one of the | worst towns in the state, and a like you needs some one as & I don't know just how to put it:-so that you will not misunderstand me, but, you see, 1 protect the forest, the streams and the game, I help the seb tler in itme of trouble, T am a kind of all round big brother to everybody, who needs help in the forest. In faet, f'm paid for protecting things that can't protect themselves, and 50" --here he tried to lend his voice the accent of bumor--*"why shouldn't T be the pro- tector of a girl like you, alone---worse than alone--in this little cow town?" . She remained duinb at one or two points where he clearly hoped for a word, and she was unable to thank: him when he had finished. In this sk lence a curious constriction came Inte his throat. It was almost as if he had put his passion into definite words) and as the light fell upon her be pes

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