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PAGE FOUR THE COW CHAPTER XX When Dave, sprang into his car he gave the motor a full head, and drove through the city streets in a fury of recklessness, His mind was numbed; it was incapable of assort- ing thoughts amd placing them in proper relationship to each other, His muscles guided the machine ap- parently without any mental impulse, He rode it as he had ridden un- broken broncos in his far away boy- hood. Only this difference: then he had no sense of danger; now he knew the danger, and defied it. If he killed himself, so much the bet- twp; if he killed others, so much the By Robt. J. C. Stead 3 THE ONTARIO REFORMER, SATURDAY, DEC. 30, 1922 PUNCHER its tenderness, Suddenly one remark stood up in his memory, 'The day is coming," she had sai, when our country will want men wlo can shoot and ride." And he hal said, "Well, when it does it can all on me." And té-day that county did want men who could shoot and ride, and he had flown into the fodhilis to nurse & broken heart. . , .. hok- en hearts can fight as well as whole ones, Better, perhaps, because tiey don't care, He felt his frape straighten as this thought k home, He could be of some ihe yet, At any rate there was a wy out, $ > --_-- VOTE SHERIDAN 3 COUNCILLOR ---- A a STACEY FOR betwoer still, The world was a place| Some whim led him throuth de witliout purpose; a chaos of blind, | grove of spruce trees ou b's. Wy hack impoteant struggling creatures, who [to the ranch, Hered an open space, struggleud onlysbecause they did not! he looked aboy wicking in the dry know they were blind and impotent | grass. .« lenyth his toa disturbed Life was a fiarce and death W818 = fo bleacher. bones, and he stoon bluff set up that. men .oent takeldy jooked with uneeeing eyes far the farce seriously. id | across the shimmering valley. He was soon out of the eity, roar-\ "Brownie," he said at length: ing through the sti adtumn night|"grownje." The>whole scene cama with undiminisaed speed. Over tor-|pack upon him; the moonlight and tuous roass, across sudden bridges, |[rene's distress, and the little bleed- along slippery hillsides, through|ing hody. And he had said 'he black bluffs of scrub-land--in some| didn't know . anything about the strange way he tried to drown the|justice of God; all he knew was uproar of his soul in the frenzy of that the crittur that couldn't ruu th: steel that quivered beneath him. always got caught. . . And he had Your vote and influence solicited by On and on, into the night. Bright |gaid that was life He had said , stars gleamed overhead; a soft breeze | jt wag only nature. Pa a/night as he had driven a year ago the trees and beneath lo white | vith Bert Morrison. Was that only th faith. . . . . { moon and pledged their faith, as Councillor for + Year ago? And what had happen-| Again his head went up and the SOUTH-WEST WARD ed? Where had he been? Oh, to! 4 "" bring the hoy--Charlie, the boy. |0'd light flashed in his eyes. "The My best influence will be used for the town in general and the South-West Ward in particular. NORTH-EAST WARD! ! Ladies and Gentlemen: -- It is only after urgent and repeated fequests of a great number 'of citizens and friends, coupled with my willingness to serve you, that | am again candidate for Mayor. } : My recopd of fifteen years, four yeas as Mayor and eleven years as Reeve and Councillor, is before you. | have felt that no time has been too precious or effort too great to repay my fellow citizens for When was that? Under the calm |first thing is to kill the wolf," he heaven his mind was already at- 52id aloud. "No other innocent tempting to establish a sequence; to|Shall fall to his fangs, Then--my got its outraged home again in order. | COUNLrY. Suddenly the car skidded on a Darkness had fallen again before slippery hillside, turned from the |Dave found his car threading the road, plunged through a clump of | streets of the city, stil! feverish with scrub, ricochetted against a dark |its new-born excitement of war. He obstruction, poised a moment on | two wheels, turned around and! stopped, The shock brought Dave | to his senses; he got out and walk- ed about the car, feeling the tyres with his hands in the darkness. He could appraise no serrious damage. | Then he sat on the running board and stared for a long lime into the | darkness. "No use being a damned fool, any- | way, Dave," he said to himself at] length, "I got it--where I didn't expect it--but I guess that's the way with everyone. The troubles we éXpect don't happen, and then the trouble we didn't expect gets us ! when we're not watching." He | tried to philosophize; to get a fresh | grip on himself. "Where are we, | anyway?" he continued. This coun-! try looks familiar. He got up again | and walked about finding his way' back to the road. He went along, it a little way. Vague impressions | suggested that he should know the spot, and yet he could not identify | it. Listen! There was the sound! "of water. There was a sighing of the wind in the trees: a very low | sighing, rather a whispering, of a! gentle wind in trees. The plac: | gecmed alive with spirits; spirits tapping on the door of some long! concealed chamber of his memory. | Then, with a sudden shock it came ; to him. It was the hillside on which Dr: Hardy had come to grief; tae hiliside on which he had first seen! her bright face, her wonderful eyes A poignancy of grief engulfed him, sweeping away bis cheap phil- osophies. Here she stood, young and i returned his car to the garage; an attendant looked up curiously-- was evident from his glance that Dave bad already been missed-Z-but no words were exchanged. He stood for a moment in the street collecting his thoughts and rehears- ing his resolves. He was amazed to find that, even in his bitterness, the city reached out a thousand hands to him--hands of habit, and association, and custom of mind-- all urging him back into the old groove; all saying, "The poutine is the thing; be a spoke in the wheel; 80 'round with the rest of us." "No," he reminded himself. "No, I can't do that. I have business on hand, First--to kill the wolf." He remembered that he had given his revolver tp Irene. And suddenly she sat with! him again at the tea table. . . , Where was he? Yes, he had given his revolver to Irene. Well, there was another in his room. First to kill the wolf, In the hallway of the block in which he had his bachelor apart- ments Dave almost collided with a woman. He drew back and the light fell on' his face but hers was in tue shadow. Aed then he heard her voice. "Oh, Dave I am so. glad-- why, what has happened?" The last words ran into a little treble of pain as she noted his haggard face: he had not eaten for twenty-four hours nor slept for thirty-six. "You--Edith," he managed to say. "Whatever " She came toward him and placed her hands on his. "I've been here a hundred times -ever since Bert Voters in South-West Ward, living south of Gibb St,, vote at 430 SIMCOE ST. SOUTH North of Gibb St, at CENTRE ST. SCHOOL years. of time and work. Your Vote and Inf luence IS REQUESTED BY H.P.SCHELL AS CITY COUNCIL REPRESENTATIVE FOR WARD 5 (FORMERLY CEDARDALE) Polling at Temperance Hall into operation: their trust in me and the honor they hate done me during the past Those in close touch with the bisiness of our town know of the many perplexing and difficult probkms that have been disposed of by your different Councils through the changing of our town from village size with village ideas to that of a city, and all this has not been brought about without a great ded of thought and a great deal The Mayoralty--the highest honor pf the ratepayers--is usually the reward for long and efficient servi man had qualified | would not now btlin this contest. present time my opponent has not bro - but on the contrary has made continuous play to the gallery for votes, and now he writes voluminous letters leading statements coupled with "I" thisiand "I" that. If you believe in the future of this town, vote for te man of experience and of constructive and progressive ideas. TAXPAYERS--Three very important matters that have taken months of thought and hard work, gll of which the comeil has not yet had time to put If such a Up to the t out one constructive idea, in the Council. the ratepayers full of mis- (First) --The new bock-keeping hs (Second )--The Annexation of Cedar (Third ) --The new act of Parliament. other important developments in the interests of greater Oshawa that | am at present quietly working on. Can we afford at this most important peri of Oshawa's development, to place at the head of your council a Man no Municipal "1 am willing to leave this question with you. . Vote Stacey ,the Experienced and triel Candidate. Equalizing the Cost of Water, and experience. Yours for a greater Oshawa, in Ward 5 clean and entrancing. thrust before | Morrison called up to say yom had him in an instant out of the wonder- disappeared--that there was some ful days of the past. And would | mystery. There isn't, is there Dave? she always follow him thus; would You're all right, Dave, aren't you Stacey she stand at every road corner, every | street corner, on every prairie hill, | Ain every office hour; .nust he catch! or fragrance in every breeze: see ¢ glint of her hair in every sum- am: meet her eyes forever--soft es now veiled in tears and flash- | ~ glimpses of what might have | een? With an unutterable sinking | ne knew that that was so. That Dave?" "I guess I'm all right," he manag- ed to answer, "but I got a job on--- an important job on. I must get it done. There is not time--" But her woman's intuition . had gone far below his idle words. "Ther is some thing wrong, Dave," she said. "You mever looked like this before. Tell me what it is. Tell i { { | Canada is said to have enough fuel to last its people for 50 years. We'll take ours right now, if they please. -- Brockville Recoder. How Chorus Girls Keep in Form. the world was not big enough to me, Dave; not that I want to know hide him from Irene dardy. There | was no way out. He started his motor and even in! his despair, felt a thrill of pride as the faithful gears engaged, and the car climbed back to its place ou the trail. Was all faithfulness then, in things of steel and iron, and none in flesh and blood? He followed the trail Why stop now? The long- forgotten ranch buildings lay across the stream and behind the tongue of spruce trees, unless some wander- ing foothill fire had destroyed thew. He forded the stream without dir- ficulty. That was where he had car- vied her out. . . . He felt his way slowly along the old fence. That was where she had set up bottles for his marksmanship He stopped where the straggling gate shouia be, and walked carefully into the vard. That was where she had first called him Dave. Then he found the doorstep 2nd sat down 10 wait. When the sun was well up he ros and walked about. His lips wer: parched: he found himself nibbling them with his teeth, so he went =» the stream. He was thirsty but Ie drank only a mouthful; the water was flat and insipid. . . . The ola cabin was in better repair thau he would have thought. He sprung the door open. It was musty and strung with cabwebs; that was the room she had occupied. He did not go in but sat down and tried to think. Later he walked up the canyon. He must have walked swiftly for the sun was not yet at the meridian when he found himself at the littie for knowing's sake, but just that I--perhaps I--can help." Dave was silent for a moment watching her. She hac changed her position, and he could see her face. Suddenly it occurred to him that Edith Duncan was beautiful. If she had not quite the fine features of Irene, she had a certzin softness of expression, a certain mellowness, even tenderness, of lip and eye; a certain womanly delicacy---- "Edith," he said, "you're white. Why is it that the woman a maa loves will fail him and the womau he only likes--stays true?" "Oh," she cried, and he could not guess the depths from which the' cry was wrung. . . . . "I should not have asked you, Dave," she said. I'm sorry." They stood for a moment, neither wishing to move away. "You said you had something that must be done at once," she reminded him at length. "Yes," he answered. "I have to kill 2a man. Then I'm going to sign up with the army." Her hands were again upon him. "But you mustn't, Dave," she plead- ed. "No matter--no matter what-- you mustn't do that. one thing you must not de." "Edith, you are not a man. You don't understand. That is the one thing I must do." "But you can't fight for your coun- try then. You will only increase its troubles in these trouwbled times Don't think I am pleading for him, Dave. but for you. for the sake of us --for the sake of those--who care." He took her hands in his and rais- nook in the rock where he anu Irene had sat that afternoon when they fad first laid their hearts open to each other. He tried to recall that long-forgotten conversation, ed to his shoulders and drew her face close to his. Then. speaking wery slowly and with each word by itself. "Do you really care? he said. Jacerating himself with the pain of] ee a - £0 be comgined). That is the Three types of feminine beauty, face and figure measurements by whieh Ziegfeld picks girls for the Follies. Magazine section in the Sunday De- troit Free Press. Local agent, A. M. Germond, phone 724. 113-a {raised from $1,100,000,000 to $4,500,- The British debt has increased since 1913 from $3,500.000,000 to $37.- | 000,000,000. The revevue has been == Margie had only teu cents, 'twas 000,000. The British debt is about | New Year Eve, her room rent was #900 per head; that of the United due and the landlady threatened to States ($24,000,000,000) is $220 per throw her out, What could she do? head. The British public revenue Read "What Would You Have amounts to $100 per head annually, Done?" a gripping New Year's story and that of the Cnited States to 323 J the, Sunday' Motion, Five Brees per head. 1724. 113-a a A legal kiss in the movies is now | The report is out that Chaplin will timed at 50 sccouds. That's almost | marry again. Have you noticed that as short as some of their marriages. | movie wedding reports always say-- --Rochester Post Expest. again.--Kalamazoo Gazette. Seven million Russias who must Birds in flight suggested the air- be given aid this wink? have false, plane, but the stunt-flying cannot be for thankfulness that fhére are parts sd birds. That ont of of the world in which f§e old order | blamed on. b Fiat way oho still exists.--Boston pt. man's fool ideas.--. A) y 2 SRR a | cian i wm . To the Electors of VOTE South-West Ward LADIES AND GENTLEMEN --1 am asking you for your support on Monday next as your representative in Council for Having been in the grocery business in this wardgfor nearly five years, I feel that I am no stranger to you, and during that time I did my best to give you value for money 1923. received. + 1 know something of the road and sidewalk coudition in this ward, especially in the spring, and if elected I will do my utmost by working in harmony with the other members in Council towards improving same. My Platform Fair treatment to all sections of the Town, in- duding Ward 5. Com- pletion of College Hill Sewer. Extension of Mech- anic St. Liberal treatment to Board of Education. To see that the Town of Oshawa get its just dues from the County Council. Wishing you the compliments of the season, and again asking you for your support on Monday next, I am yours for a bigger and better Oshawa for 1923. STAN YOUNG. | Hpy and Prosperous New Y ear | AT YOUR SERVICE