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i fi ERATE | THECOW PUNCHER PAGE- EIGHT OSHAWA, m-- ONTARIO, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 1922 2 ¥ ---------- am ul prog By Robt. J.-C. Stead . ' ep ) 'CHAPTER XT--Continued And yet this night, as he sat in his comfortable rqoms and watched the street lights come fluttering on take the guests down to the depot in their Packer. But one thing has gone to her heart. She didn't realize in time that it wasn't good form to be prolific. Now that she knows a8 twilight silhonetted the great hills to the west, he was not so sure of his supdegs, A gas fire burned in the grate, rippling in blue, sinuous waves, and radiating an agreeable warmth on the May evening air. Dave finished his cigar and stood by the window, where the street light now poured in, blending its pale ef- fulgence with the blue radiance from three is the limit she has sent the other six to the country, But that isn't what I started on. She called up this morning and gave me hell because I said yesterday that she had served a recherche repast at some function they pulled off the other night. 'See here, young woman,' she says, 'I want you to understand there's none of that recherche stuff the grate, He was a man to be ad- mired. His frame a trifle stouter on my table. Nothing short of that when we last saw him, but stiil | skalupagus, every drop of it.' 1 just snpple and firm; the set of the|Yelled." : shoulders, the taper of the body to "Why didn't you print a retrac- the waist, the keen but passive face, | tion?" " the poise of the whole figure was| +1 don't know.' . ] that of one who, tasting of the good-| "Bert."" he continued, "did it ever ness of life, had not gormandized occur to you that this thing must thereon. He was called a success, lave an end---that we can't go on yet in the honesty of his own soul for ever lifting ourselves by our own he feared the coin did not ring true; | Poot-straps? We have built a city Conward had ffisisted. more and bere, a great and beautiful city, al- more upon "weighing the coal." And | most as a wizard might build it by Dave had concerned Rimself less and | magic overnight, There was room leps with the measure, That was | for it here; there was occasion; what worried him, He felt that tho there was justification, But there crude hut honest conception of the | Was neither occasion nor justification square deal which was the one valu-| for turning miles and miles of prairie able" heritage of his childhood wag |land into city lots--Ilots which, in slipping away from him. He had the nature of things, cannot passibly, ifttly in common with Conward out-|in your time or mine, be "required side of their business relationship. |for city purposes. These lots should He slicpected the man vaguely, but |be producing; wheat, oats, potatoes, nad never found tangible ground for | OWS, butter--that is what we must ula suspicion. Dave did not drink, and, those confidences peculiar to a state of semi-intoxication were de- nied him, He was afraid to drink, not 'with the fear of the craven, but | with the fear of a man who knows his enemy's advantage, He had suf- ferad In his own home, and he feared the enemy, and would make no truce, Neither was he seduced by the viees which the possession of wealth made easy to Lis hand, He counted more as a dream--a sort of upernalism out of the past--that last njght and that last compact with Irene Hardy, but it had been anchor- age 'for his soul on more than one {build our city on. We have heen considering the effect rather than the cause. The cause is the country, the neglected country, and until it overtakes the city we must stand still, if we do not go back. Our pros- perity has been built on borrowed money, and we have forgotten that borrowed money must, sometime, be repaid, Meanwhile, in the heart of the greatest agricultural country in the world, we bring our potatoes across the American continent, and our butter across the Pacific Ocean." sengers-en a boat at sea. You and I know the boat is sinking, but the other pasengers don't. They are making merry with champagne and motor cars--if you can accept that figure--and revelry and easy money. 'Why spoil their remaining few hours by telling them they are headed for the bottom? . . . Besides, they are not deserving of sympathy after all. They are in the game because they wanted to make money with- eut earning it. Gamblers, every one of them, And the man or woman who expects to get wealth without giving value shouldn't whine if, by a turn of fate, he gives value with- out getting wealth." After a moment she placed her fin- gers on his arm, "Forgive me, Dave," she said. "I didn't mean to whine." "You didn't whine," he returned almost fiercely. It's not in you. You are to good a sport. But there will be lots of whining in the coming months." Man-like, it did not occur to Dave that in that moment the girl had bid good-bye to her savings of a dozen years, and had merely looked up and said, "Forgive me, Dave, I didn't mean to whine." had a sudden conviction that if he had realized then just how much of a brick she was he would have pro- posed to her on the spot. . . . And she would have laughed, and said, 'Now, Dave, don't spoil our | fun with anything like that." What she did was to let her hand creep up his arm until she could tap his cheek with her second finger. [*"Is this all the entertainment you |can think of to-night?" She bantered. He glanced at his watch. "It's late for a theatre," he said, "but we can ride. Which do you say--- anto or horse-back?" "I can't go horse-back in these clothes, and I don't want to change." Dave pressed a button, and the omnipresent Chinese "boy" stood before him! "My car," he said. "The two-pasenger car. I shall not want a driver." Then, continuing to Miss Morrison, "You will need something more than that coat. Let me see, at.' In a few minutes threading their way through the street traffic in Dave's machine. Whatever had been his forecast of impending disaster, the streets held little hint of it. They were con- gested with traffic and building material. Although it was late at pight the imperious clamour of elec- they were He had spoken with effort, as one who makes a bitter confession, yet tries to state the case fairly, with- dangerous sea, and he would not |out excuses and without violence. give it up. Some time, he supposed, he should take a wife, but until then | that covenant, sealed by the moon-! light to the approving murmur of the | spruce trees, should stand as his one | title of character against which no | caveat might be registered. He was turning this very matter over in his mind, and wondering what' the end would be, when a knock came at the door. "Come in," he said, switching on the 'light. . . . "Oh, it's you, Bert, | I am honoured. Sit down." The girl threw her coat over h chair and sank into another, Without | speaking she extended her shapely feet to the fire, but when its sooth- ing warmth had comforted her limbs sho Kibked up and said, | . m sure put it over on , | didn't he?" i | « "Still nursing that grievance over your sex," laughed Dave, "J! thought you would outgrow it." "I don't blame him," continued the girl, ignoring his interruption. "I am just getting back from forty- | seven teas. Gabble, gabble, abhi. | I don't blame him. We deserve it." "Then you have bad nothing to eat?" "Almost. Only insignificant indi- | gestibles--" ! Dave pressed a button, and a Chi- | nese boy (all male Chinese are | boys) entered bowing with that def- | erence which is so potent to separ-| ate the white man from his silver, | The white man glories in being sal- aamed, especially by am Oriental, | who can grovel with a touch of art. | And the Oriental has uot been slow | to capitalize his master's vanity. "Bring something to eat. Go out for it, and be quick. For two." "Ice cleam? Toast? Tea " "No! Something to eat! Soup, flied chicken, hot vegetables, dessert, everything?" "You've had your dinner, surely?" asked Bert, ; "Such a dinner as a man eats alone," he answered. "Now for something real. You stick to the paper like the ink, don't you Bert?" "Can't leave it. I hate jt--and I lovg it. . It's my poison and' my med- icine. Most of all I bate the society twaddle. And, of course, that's what I have to do." "And you write it up so glorious- ly," said Dave. "Enthusiasm in every line of it." " Jean it, then? I thought all men looked on the society page with y do. But they look on it just the same--long enough to see Lr Yo their names appear among present." a E,, Whose husbapd is] out of "You re growing more cynical all *How can I Help it, when I see sides of the game? If I print- what I know I'd have every in this city busy tomorrow-- those who skipped out over- oui : fam rns an betw. _apd there was > ood 4 ™ "4 recherche' repast"' screamed Bert, through ber soup, with a great burst of merriment. "Oh, I must tell you. You remember the Metfords? You used to shovel coal for them: I know you're mo snob, or ¥ wouldn't put it so brutally, Of cofirse, re. riéh. . Sold the old e-yard for a guarter of million, or , Al are 'now living in style. Some style! . When they have guests, as they nearly always have --there'll be parasites as long as there's easy money--old man Met- ford eats breakfast in evening dress. And she orders, the chiffouier to {the world? "You mean that the about to burst?" she said. 'Not exactly burst. It will not be so sudden as that. It will just ooze away, like a toy balloon pricked with a pin," There was silence utes, When she spoke at length it was with a tinge of bitterness. "So you aré unloading?' "The firm is. I beg you, Bert, to believe that if I had known your intention I would have tried to dis- suade you. I would have advised you | to keep your money in the bank un- til after the air cleared. Three per cent. is small, but it is better than boom is tax bills on unsaleable property." "Why me particularly? I am on-! ly one of. the great public. Why | jdon't .you give your conclusions to! When you were con-! vinced that a period of inflation was about to occur you did not hesitate to say so, If I remember you used | The Call for That purpose. Now that you see the reaction setting | in, doesn't honesty suggest your course should he?" She had risen, and she, too, look- | ed with unseeing eyes upon the busy | street. There was reproach in her' voice, Dave thought, rather than bit- | terness. He spread his hands. "What's the | use? The harm is done. To predict | a collapse would be to precipitate a panic. It is as though we were' pas- | Call for thom 'by name - t is your Safeguard The "Liftup™ a patented in- vention with non-slip elastic inside belt, gently supports the abdomen and is very beneficial for "use after an operation involving az dominal 'incision. Most ef- fective in ¢ relieving those physical ailments from which many women suffer. Write for the meme of a Bias Corsetiere ner you. BIAS CORSETS. LIMITED 41 Britain Street, Toronto what | . tric rivetérs rattled down from the steel structures on every hand, Of- | fice blocks, with their rental space all » contracted months in advance, were being rushed to completion by { the aid of arc lights and double | shifts, But presently the traffic thinned, and the car hummed {through long residential avenues of | comfortable homes. for some min- From a thous- ad unmasked windows came the glow of light; here and there were the strains of music. On and on they sped, until the city streets and the city lights fell behind, and the car was swinging along a fine coun- try road, through a land marked with streams and bridges, and binck- a ed out with fragrant bluffs of young poplars. At last, after an hour's steady driving in a delight of motion i0o keen for conversation, they pulled up on the brow of a hil. A scft "I do. It's because, Miss Roberta, beneath your cynicism and your as- sumption of masculinity, you are as sympathetic as a young mother. It would be mean to put'over anything like that, and you just can't do it." "Nonsense, You see what I print at times--" "Bert," he gaid suddenly, "why | don't you get married "Who, me?" Then she laughed. "I guess I'm too sympathetic. It would be mean to put over anything | like that on a man, and a girl would- | n't have me," | Motor-cars sped nojselessly to and fro, save where, at the corner below, chauffeurs exercised their sirens. But neither the lights, nor the night, nor the movement and noises of the | street had any part in the young man's consciousness. "It's all right, isn't it?' she re- peated. "I'm afraid it isn't," he said at length, in a restraided voice. "I'm afraid it isn't." "What do you mean?" she de- manded. There was an accusation in her eyes that was hard to face. (To be continued) A GOOD PLATFORM Speaking of platforms, Thomas When he thought of it afterward, he | "Well, thén, why don't you buy Jefferson, first of the Democrats, some real estate?" he continued, jo- ! wrote as good a platform as any. It cularly, "Every man should have contained 10 planks and 98 words. some dissipation ---- something to Jefferson called it "A Decalog of make him forget his other troubles." | Canons for Practical Life, and here "A little late in the meal for that it Is: word, isn't it?" 1. Never put off till tomorrow He stared a moment, and then What you can do today. sprang to his feet, "I beg your par- 2. Never trouble Juother for what don. What will you drink?" you can do yourself. "What you drink." 3. Never spend your money be- "But I drink coffee." for you have it. My smoking jacket should | "So do I.... I may he mannish, Dave, but I don't think I'm a fool. ! I can understand a man drinking, but not a woman, It's too danger- ous ....But I'll smoke a cigarette." "Now, as for real estate, The fact is, I have invested." A look came into his face which she did not understand. "With whom?" he demanded, almost per- emptorily. "With Conwlard & Elden," she answered, and the roguishness of | her voice suggested that her de- gpised femininity lay not far from the surface, "Were you ahout to be jealous?" | "Why didn't you come to me?" | She realized that hé was in deep earnest, | "I did," she answered, candidly. "At least, 1 asked for you, but you were out of town, so Conward took me in hand, and I followed his ad- vice." | "Do you trust Conward?" he de-| manded, almost fiercely. "Well, he's good enough to be your partner, isn't he?" The thrust hurt more than knew. He had his poise again. "Real estate is the only subject I would trust him on," she contin- | ued. "I must say, Dave, that for a shrewd business man you are aw- | fully dense about Conward." He remained silent for a few mo- she ments, "He decided not to follow | her lead, He knew that if she had anything explicit to say about Con- | ward she would say it when she felt the time to he opportune, and not until then. He returned to the matter of her speculation. # "How much did you invest?" "Not much. Just what I had." "You mean all your savings?" "Why not? It's all right, "isn't it?" He had risem and was standing again by the: window. The long line of lights stretched out until they became mere diamond points on the velvet hosom of the night. | | buy what you do not it will 4. Never want, because it is cheap; he dear to you. 5. Pride costs us more than hun- ger, thirst and cold. 6. We never repent of having eat- en too little, 7. Nothing |s we do willingly. 8. How much pain have cost us the evils that have never happened. 9. Take things 'always by the smooth handle, 10. 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