The following text may have been generated by Optical Character Recognition, with varying degrees of accuracy. Reader beware!

Helen of the By HAROLD BELL WRIGHT CHAPTER XXV McIver's Opportunity When the politician stopped at cigar stand late that afternoon a box of the kind he gave his frers, the philosopher, scratch- the ryevenue label, remarked, 1 see by the papers that Mclver still a-stayin'." \ "Humph!" grunted the politl- jan with careful diplomacy. The bank clerk who was par- picular about his pipe tobacco himed in, "McIver is a stayer all ight when it comes to that." * "Natural porn fighter, sir" of- fered the politician tentatively. "Game sport, McIver is," agreed the undertaker, taking the place t the show case vacated by the departing bank clerk. The philosopher, handing out the newcomer's favorite smoke, customer's admiration. | He unched the cash register with igor, "Don't give a hang what t costs the other fellow." The undertaker laughed. "1 remember one time," sald he philosopher, "Mclver and a unch was goin' fishing up the ver. They stopped here early in he morning and while they was ettin' their smokes the judge-- ho's always handin' out some isort of poetry stuff, you know--he ays: 'Well, Nm, we're goin' to 'have a fine day anyway. No mat- 'ter whether we catch anything or t it will be worth the trip just get out into the country." Mae, he looked at the judge a minute as if he wanted to bite him--you know what I mean--then he says In that growlin" voice of his, 'That may do for you all right, judge, but I'm here to tell you that when I go fishin' I go for fish." : | The cigar-store philisopher's tory accurately described the dominant trait In the factory man's character, To him business was a sport, a game, a contest of absorbing interest, He entered in- o it with all the gest and strength fof his virile manhood. Mind and 'body, it absorbed him, And yet, he knew nothing of that true pportsman's passion which plays Fhe game for the joy of the game tself, Meclver played to win; not {tor the sake of winning, but for the value of the winnings, Meth- ods were good or bad only as they won or lost. He was incapable of experiencing those larger triumphs which come only in defeat, The nterpreter's philosophy of the Yoneness of all" was to Mclver the anciful theory of an impracticable dreamer, who, too feeble to take a man's part in life, contented him- elf by formulating creeds of eakness that benefited his state. Men were the pieces with which he played his game--they were of aried values, certainly, as are the {pieces on a chess table, but they 'were pieces on the chess table and nothing more, All of which does ot mean that Jim Mclver was ruel or unkind, Indeed, he was enuinely and generously interest- ed in many worthy charities, and any a man had appealed to him, nd not in vain, for help, But to have permitted these humanitarian instincts to influence his play in the game of business would have been, to his mind, evidence of a weakness that was contemptible, The human element, he held, ust, of necessity, be sternly dis- fegarded if one would win, While his fellow townsmen were discussing him at the cigar stand, and men everywhere in Millsburgh ere commenting on his determin- ation to break the strikers to his ill at any cost, McIver, at his of- fice, was concluding a conference with a little company of his fel- low employers. It was nearly dark when conference finally ended and the men went their several ways, Me- Iver, with some work of special importance waiting his attention, telephoned that he would not be home for dinner, He would finish what he had to do and would dine at the club later in the evening. The big factory inside the high, board fence was silent. The night ame on, Save for the armed men 'who guarded the place, the owner as alone, Absorbed in his consideration of he business before him, the man as oblivious of everything but is game, An hour went by. He orgot that he had had no dinner, ther hour--and another. © He was interrupted at last by he entrance of a guard. 7 "Well, what do you want?" he said, shortly, when the man stood before him. "There's a woman outside, sir, he insists that she must see you. "A woman!" "Yes, sir." *Who is she?" #1 dow't know." : "Well, what does fxe?" "I couldn't see her face, she's foot 2 veil on." The factory owner considered. did any one outside of his know that he was in kis of- st that hour? These times ere dangerous. "'Vodell is likely try anything," he sald, aloud. 'Better send her about her busi- the she look "I tried to," the guard returned, 'but she won't go--says she is a riend of yours and has got to see ou to-night." "A friend! Huh! How did she get here?" "In a taxi, and the taxi beat jit soon as she got out." Again Mclver considered. Then is heavy jaw set, and he growl- d, "All right, bring her in--a ouple of you--and see that you tand by while she is here. It his is a Vodell trick of some sort, Old House Helen, escorted by guards, entered the office. Meclver sprang to his fest with en exclamation of amazement, and his tender concern was unfeigned and very comforting to the young 'woman after the harrowing ex- perience through which she had just passed., *8ending the guards back to thelr posts, he listened gravely while she told him where she had been and what she had seen. "But, Helen," he cried, when she had finished, "it was sheer madness for you to be alone in the Flats like that--at Whaley's place and in the night, too! Good heavens, girl, don't you realize what a risk you were taking?" "I had to go, Jim," she return- ed. "You had to go?" he repeated. "Why?" "I had to see for myself if--it things were as bad as the Inter- preter sald. Oh, can't you under- stand, Jim, I could not believe it ~--it all seemed so impossible. Don't you see that I had to know for sure?" "I see that some one ought to break that meddlesome old basket maker's head as well as his legs," growled Mclver indignantly. "The idea of sending you, Adam Ward's daughter, of all people, alone into that nest of murdering anar- chists." "But the Interpreter didn't send me, Jim," she protested. "Ie did not even know that I was go-| ing. No one knew." "I understand all that," said Mclver. "The Interpreter didn't send you -- oh, no -- he simply made you think that you ought to go. That's the way the tricky old scoundrel does everything, from what I am told." She looked at him steadily. "Do you think, Jim, the Interpreter's way is such a bad way to get peo- ple to do things?" "Forgive me," he begged humb- ly, "but it makes me wild to think what might have happened to you, It's all right now, though, Il take you home, and in the future you can turn such work over to the regular charity organizations." He was crossing the room for his hat and overcoat. 'Jove! I can't believe yet that you have actually been in such a mess and all by your lonesome, too." She was about to speak when he stopped, and, as if struck by a sudden thought, said, quickly, "But, Helen, you haven't told me ~how did you know I was here?" She explained hurriedly, "The doctor sent a taxi for me and I telephoned your house from a drug store, Your man told me you ex- pected to be late at the office and would dine at the club, I phoned the club and when I learned that you were not there I came straight on, I--I had to see you to-night, Jim. And I was afraid if I phon- ed you here at the office you wouldn't let me come." McIver evidently saw from her manner that there was still some- thing in the amazing situation that they had not yet touched upon. Coming hack to his desk, he sald, "I don't think I understand, Helen. Why were you in such a hurry to see me? Besides, don't you know that I would have gone to you, at once, anywhere?" "I know, Jim," she returned, slowly, as one approaching a dif- ficult subject, "but I couldn't tell you what I had seen. I couldn't talk to you about these things at home." "I understand," he said, gently, "and I am glad that you wanted to come to me, But you are tired and nervous and all wunstrung, now, Let me take you home and to-morrow we will talk things over." As if he had not spoken, she said, steadily, I wanted to tell you about the terrible, terrible condition of these poor people, Jim, I thought you ought to know about them exactly as they are and not in a vague, indefinite way as I knew about them before I went to see for myself," The man moved uneasily, I do know about the condition. of these people, Helen, It is exactly what I expected would happen." She was listening carefully. "You expected them to--to be hungry and cold and sick like that, Jim?" "Such conditions are always a part of every gtrike like this," be returned. "There is nothing un- usual about it, and It is the only thing that will ever drive these cattle back to their work, 'They simply have to be starved to it," "But John says " He interrupted. 'Please, Helen --1 know all about what Joba says. I know where he gets it, too--he gets it from the Interpre- ter who gave you this crazy notion of going alone into the Flats to investigate personally. And John's ideas are just about as practical." "But the mothers and children, Jim?" "The men can go back to work whenever they are ready," he re- torted. "At your terms, she asked. "My terms are the only terms that will ever open this plant again, The unions will never dic- tate my business policies, if every family in Millsburgh starves." She waited 2a moment before she said, slowly, "I must be sure that I understand, Jim--do you mean that you are actually depending upon such pitiful condition as I bave seen to-night to give you a victory over the strikers?" The man made a gesture of im- patience. "7, is the principle of the thing fut is at stake, Helen. you mean?" If I yield in this instance it will pe two burly [ed /that you are leaving trouble. working class wins this time will be 2¢ end to their d We might as wel} turn all our properties over to them at once and be dome with it. This strike in Millsbur-h is only a small part of the general industri- al situation. The entire business interests of the country are involv- Again she waited a little before answering. Then she said, sadly, "How strange! It is hard for me to realize, Jim, that the entire business interests of this great ma- tion are actually' dependent upon the poor little Maggie Whaleys." "Helen!" he protested, "you make me out a heartless brute." "No, Jim, I know you are not that, But when you insist that what I saw tonight--that the suf- fering of these poor, helpless moth- ers and their children is the omly thing that will enable you employ- ers to break this strike and save the business of the country--it-- it does seem a good deal like the German's war policy of frightful- ness that we all condemned so bit- terly, doesn't it?" "These things are mot matters of sentiment; Helena. Jake Vodell is not conducting his campaign by the Golden Rule." "I know, Jim, but I could not go to Jake Vode!l as I have come to you--could I? And I could not talk to the poor, foolish strikers who are so térribly deceived by him. Don't you suppose, Jim, that most of the strikers think they are right?" The man stirred uneasily. "I can't help what they think. I can consider only the facts as they are." "That is just what I want, Jim," she cried, "Only it seems to me nit some of the most important facts. I can't help believing that if our great captains of industry and kings of finance and teachers of economics and labor leaders would consider all the facts they could find some way to settle these differences be- tween employers and employees and save the industries of the country without starving little girls girls and boys and their mothers." "If I could have my way the government would settle the difti- culty in a hurry," he said grimly. "You mean the soldiers?" "Yes, the government should put enough troops from the regu- lar army in here to drive these men back to their fobs." "But aren't these working peo- ple just as much a part of our gov- ernment as you employers? For- give me, Jim, but your plan sounds to me too much like the very im- perialism that our soldiers fought against in France," "Imperialism or not!" he retort- ed, "the business men of this country will never submit to the dictatorship of Jake Vodell and his kind, It would be chaos and ut- ter ruin, Look what they are do- ing in other countries." "Ot course it would," she a- greed, "but the Interpreter says that if the business men and em- ployers and the better class of em- ployees like Peter Martin would get together as--as John and Charlie Martin are--that Jake Vo- dell and his kind would be power- less." He did not answer, and she continued, "As I understand bro- ther and the Interpreter, this man Vodell does not represent the unions at all--he merely uses some of th unions, wherever he can, through such men as Sam Whaley. Isn't that so, Jim?" "Whether it is so or not, the result is the same," he answered. "If the unions of the lahoring classes permit themselves to be us- ed as tools by men like Jake Vo- dell they must take the conse- quences." He rose to his feet as one who end an unprofitable discussion, "Come, Helen, it is useless for you to make yourself {ill over these questions, You are worn out now, Come, you really must let me take you home." "I suppose I must," she answer- ed, wearily, He went to her, "It is wonder- ful for you to do what you have done to-night, and for you to come to me like this. Helen -- won't' you give me my answer-- won't you--?" THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, THURSDAY, APRIL 5, 1928 She put out her hands with a) little gesture of protest. "Please. Jim, let's mot talk about ourselves to-night, §--J1 ean't." Silently he turned away to take up his hat and coat. Silently she stood waiting. But when he was ready, she said, "Jim, there is just one thing more." "What is it, Helen?" "Tell me truly: you could stop this strike, couldn't you? I mean if you would come to some agree- ment with your factory men, all the others would go back to work, too, wouldn't they?" "Yes," he said, "I could." She hesitated--then falteringly, "Jim, if I--if I promise to be your wife will you--will you stop the strike? For the sake of the moth- ers and children who are cold and hungry and sick, Jim--will you-- will you--will you stop the strike?' For a long minute, Jim Mclver could not answer. He wanted this woman as a mian of his strength wants the woman he has chosen. At the beginning of their acquain- tance his interest in Helen had been largely stimulated by the business possibilities of a combin- ation of his factory and Adam 'Ward's Mill. But as their friend- ship had grown he had come to love her sincerely, and the more material consideration of their un- fon had faded into the background. Men like McIver, who are capable of playing their games of business with such intensity and passion, are capable of great and enduring love. They are capable, too, of great sacrifices to principle. As he considered her words and grasp- ed the full force of her question his face went white and his nerves were tense with the emotional strain. At last he said, gently, "Helen. dear, I lova you. I want you fu my wife. I want you more than I ever wanted anything. Nothing in the world is of any value to mel compared with your love. But, dear girl, don't you see that I can't take you like this? You cannot sell yourself to me--even for such a price. I cannot buy you." He turned away, "Forgive me, Jim," she cried "I did not realize what I was say- ing. I--I1 was thinking of little Maggie--I--I know you would not do what you are doing if you did not think you were right. Take me home now, please, Jim." Silently they went out to his au- tomobile, Tenderly he helped har into the car and tucked the robe about her. The guards swung op- en the big gates, and they swept away into the night. Past the big Mill and the Flats, through the silent business district and up the hill they glided swiftly--steail- ily, And no word passed between them, They were nearing the gate to the Ward estate when Helen sud denly grasped her companions arm with a low. exclamation, At the same moment Mclver ins- tinctively checked the speed of his car, They had both seen the shad- owy form of a man walking slow- ly past the entrance to Helen's home. To Helen, there was something strangely familiar in the dim out- lines of the moving figure, As they drove slowly on, passing the man who was now in the deeper shadows of the trees and bushes which, at this )t, grew close to thhe fence, she turned her head, keeping her eyes upon him, Suddenly a flash of light stabh- ed the darkness. A shot rang out, And another, Helen saw the watching fall, With a cry, she started from her seat; and befors Mclver, who had involuntarily stopped thhe car, could check ber, she had leaped from her place beside him and was running toward the fallen man, With a shout *'Helen!" Mclver followed. As she knelt beside the form on the ground Meclver put "his hand on her shoulder. "Helen," he said, sharply, as if to bring her to her senses, "you must not--here, let me id Without moving from her posi- tion he turned her face up to Bim, "Don't you understand, Jim? It| is Captain Charlie." man she was (To be'continued.) British Guiana's Troubles (From the Montreal Star) Talk of the annexation of British Guiana to Canada serves to em- phasize the amazingly intricate character of the British Empire in an interesting way, The Govern- ment of Guiana is under the admin- istration of a Governor and Com- mander-in-Chief appointed by the Colonial Office, a Court of Policy in which the official members have a majority, and a Combined Court, which has control over the colony's finances, and in which the elected members are in the majority. The present situation of unrest has heen created by a condition of stagna- tion brought about through the re- fusal of the Combined Court to ap- prove Government measures and by the active opposition of the elected members, who have been using their majority against financial pro- posals to emphasize their disapprov- al of the Court of Policy regime. This curious administration is a relic of the old Dutch Government. It is a matter of historic fact that British Guiana was once offered in exchange for New York. Had that offer been accepted, the whole course of North America history might have been changed. The colony is tremendously rich in po- tential resources, and its exports of sugar, diamonds, rice, rum and ba- lata (rubber) are considerable. But the hinterland remains virgin terri- tory; railway communications are very limited, and there is need of an aggressive policy of develop- ment. This the Combined Court EU beat bim fo £7 osamtuaiumg OV) the beginning of a worse has hitherto blocked. The bill now before the British Parliament au- thorizes the breaking of the dead- lock by a modification of the pre- sent administration through Order- in-Council. In other words, to fa- cilitate the development of the col- ony, it is proposed to revert to a form of government more closely allied to the Crown Colony type. The electorate, which consists overwhelmingly of colored people, objects to any such modification, regarding it as an attempt to takes away such measure of home rule as they possess. While they are correct in this surmise, it seems, in the opinion of the Colonial Of- fice and in that of successive Gov-, ernorg of the colony, the only way' out of the impasse which the elec-; torate has itself created. 'The out-' come will be watched with the keenest interest throughout the Bri- tish West Indies--and elsewhere. In the meantime talk of annexation 1s a mere gesture. Such an idea !s absolutely impracticable. The dis- tance is too great, in the first place. And Canada has enough to do In looking after any such responsibill- ties and obligations as the addition of the territory of British Guiana to that of the Dominion would in. evitably inxolve. PRECOCITY (The Passing Show) Authoress: "Imagine my horror when I found my three-year-old grandson tearing up my manuscript) Friend: "What, can the child read already?" | Provincial TOWN TERRORIZED BY A DEGENERATE Dog Hero of One Battle --Two Women Escape Man's Clutches Sturgeon Falls, April 4--A swar- thy maniac is terrorizing women in this district. Two attempts to en- ter homes and attack defenceless women have failed, but the mad- man is stil] at large and his pres- ence is causing almost a panic in the town. Word that the man had been seen on the outskirts of Sturgeon Falls resulted in a posse being hastily organized last night. The alarm proved to be false. The sus- pect turned out to be a respecta- ble business man. Today a Sturgeon Falls man ar- rested as a suspect, was released by Chief Cusson when he establish ed his innocence. Two intended victims of the mor- al degenerate say he was wearing a shabby mackinaw and high rub- ber boots. They described him as a short, swarthy, long-haired in- dividual, of disgusting appearance. Dog Hero of Attack A German police dog was the hero of the man's last assault. About 9 o'clock the man called at the home of A. Gow. Mrs. Gow, resistance. The madman struck his intend- woman unconscious Meanwhile Mrs. rendering the for a few minutes. Dow's faithful dog, hearing the commotion, was tugging away at his leash... He broke free and came to the rescue just as his mistress was knocked senseless. There were no -eye-witnesses as to what ensued between the dog and the man, but when Mrs. Dow recov- | ered' her sense the animal was | barking and pawing furiously at | the door which the intruder had banged shut in hurrying outside, | That the dog provided a desperate | battle is indicatéd by the fact that it tore a good sized strip off the | man's trouser leg. The first scare occurred on | March fd result of which Mrs, I. Geroux is in the hospital | here, recovering from the shock of | her experience. The wife of a mill | foreman at the Spanish River Pulp and Paper Company plant here, Mrs. Geroux was alone at her home | with Mr. Geroux on night shift, when about 4.30 a.m. the stranger entered. Mrs, Geroux bravely put up a struggle and forced him out the door, calling the policerimme- diately afterwards, but the marau- der left his tracks clean. Maintaining a sharp lookout since Saturday, the town was electrified last night when a strange man was said to have Deen chasing some boys. An organized hunt set to comb the town, firemen and eciti- zens joining with the town and police, with Chief Cus- son in the lead. The posse broke up when of the boys who were thought to have heen threat- ened stated that the. man was mere- ly watking behind them; as the gEome KINGSTON TENNIS OFFICERS Kingston Tennis Club, Limited, elected the following directors: R. H, Chambers, D. M. Chown, Dr. P, | H. Huyck, Dr. W. A, Jones, Dr, P, M. MacDonnell, A. G. MacLachlan, | W. J, McCalium, J. C. Reynolds, A. Directors re- | Shea, D, M. Taylor. ported tne election of the follow- | ing officers; President, D. - M. Chown; IMirst Viee-President, J. C. | Reynolds; Second Viie-President, | Dr. PP, H, Huyck: Treasurer, W. J. | McCallum; Sect It. H, Cham- | bers; Auditor, C. E, Long. etary, * soaks dirt ou HERE'S an easier, more modern way to wash clothes than by hard rubbing. Just let them soak clean in Rinso suds, No boiling... little or no rubbing. Hours of hard work avoided. Your own strength spared. Yet clothes are like snow for whiteness. Millions of women know the of Rinso on in wash day. For tub of Made by the makers of LUX Lever Brothers Limited jnso Whiter alone in the house, made a brave | She was overpowered. | ed victim on the back of the head, | i Marshall Features patented s; its original shape. tufts do, nor the hea break like ordinary cord. sanitary, With convenient handles, two on each side and end, the Mar- shall is easy to handle. High-grade, hoi 4 ticking is used. The soft flexible inner spring centre of about 725 to 1000 ings always keeps the Marshall resilient and in Sanitary patented bow knots do at gather dust and ling, like tape A soft cushioning of hair or cotton covers the spring centre. Breathing ventilators always keep the interior fresh and long-wearing -- SLEEP YOUR WAY TO HEALTH "The surest way to maintain health is to get plenty of sound sleep," says Dr. Frank Mayo. "Sleep is the Great Reviver-- greater than all the medicines and stimulants known to science." Not until you have rie enced the deep, profound slum. ber on a 11 mattress can you know the wondrous differ. ence perfect sleep makes in the enjoyment of life, and the maintenance of good health. No price is too great to pay for such sleep. Yet the Marshall is only a few dollars more than hard, unyielding mattresses which make perfect slumber impossible. e soft, flexible entre spring of the Marshall affords perfect body support. Every curve of the body "fits into it" naturally and smoothly. The Marshall Spring Mattress cannot sag, pack or loseitsshape. It will be the same regilient, scientifically shaped mattressin five years as it was the day you bought it: Sold in five grades and guaranteed for five years, INNER-SPRING MATTRESS . Sine oF re sprue AED ver i THE TRADE ARR ppl CORN BINDERS CORN CULTIVATORS CORN PLANTERS CORN SHELLERS CREAM SEPARATORS CULTIVATORS DISC HARROWS DRILLS ENGINES ENSILAGE CUTTERS FARM TRUCKS FEED GRINDERS HAY LOADERS HAY PRESSES HAY RAKES HAY CUTTERS A. N. SHARP Dealer for the McCORMICK - DEERING IMPLEMENTS Is now prepared to receive orders for the above make of machinery, in the following lines: SMOOTHING HARROWS J | : MANURE SPREADERS MOWERS OAT CRUSHERS PLOUGHS POTATO DIGGERS POTATO PLANTERS SCUFFLERS SOIL PULVERIZERS ° 'SPRING TOOTH HARROWS WAGONS WAGON BOXES TRACTORS TRACTOR PLOUGHS TRACTOR DISC HARROWS THRESHERS INTERNATIONAL MOTOR TRUCKS, ETC. Our standardization program has made great strides during the last few years. This will be evident when it is observed that the entire line, excepting only Motor Trucks, is now known under the name of "McCormick Deering." A.N.SHARP, Dealer Kingston Road W, Phone 382R4 S-------- A -- a