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Canadian Statesman (Bowmanville, ON), 24 Dec 1914, p. 6

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/ Z\ WHAT GHMI8TMAS BROUGHT TO TH AUSTIN FAMILY jBy .Gladys J. Jackson, M.E., Newcastle, Ont. Part II. The local bound for W---- was Doesn't every boy love Griddle Cakes ! Especially when served with delicious three hours late. There had been a terrific snow-storm, which bftd blocked the roads and consequently the train was snowed up till the section section men succeeded in clearing the track. The cars were well filled with eager, restless passengers, impatient impatient at the delay, many of whom were going home for Christmas, Christmas, as it lacked only three days before that eventful date, and for some of them this marked the only visit for the year spent with the loved ones at home, and every precious precious moment now lost was deeply regretted. In the second coach in the seat next to the door sat a portly, comfortable comfortable gentleman of about fifty- five. As the train was about to start again after a delay, he arose from his seat and going out on the platform addressed the conductor. "At what time will we arrive in W- ?" GROWN BRAND CORN 5VRUP Send for the Edwardsburg Free Recipe Book. Mother knows it too, for she likes CROWN BRAND SYRUP herself, and uses it to make delicious pud- ing sauces. And sister says it's the best ever" for candy-making. « Made .In Canada. Sold by All Grocers. "Well, not till seven anyway, Sir ; we are three hours behind time." "Then I suppose it will be too late to catch the train for. the north ?" "I'm afraid it will, sir, as he seldom seldom waits for us if we are not on time ; she is not supposed to meet us so therefore does not have to wait-. There is one going back north about nine in the morning ; you can take that. Have you tfar to go ?' ' "Yes, it is another .day's journey from W : . I won't reach my destination now until eight o'clock to-morrow night, but this delay, of course, can't .be helped ; one must put up with it as best they can." And the stranger turned to reenter the car. By seven o'clock the belated train pulled into W- with the snow Manufacturers of the Famous Edwardsburg Brands. THE CANADA STARCH COMPANY, LIMITED Montreal, Cardinal, Brantford, Fort William. Baiting the Railroads. "Our community thinks your railroad railroad oughter furnish a couple more trains per day. We're going to take the matter to the Legislature, too." "But very few people in v-our community ever travel." "Mavbe not. But we like to see cars b v. : It was Josh Billings who said he had "seen some awful bad throat diseases completely cured in three days by simply joining a temperance temperance society." "Halloa Sandy ? Thinking of the future/ eh ?" "No," replied the Scotsman. "To-morrow's the wife's birthday, and I'm thinking of the present." still clinging about her. The portly stranger alighted from the car and crossed the platform to the waiting stage. "I suppose the train for the north has gone ?" he inquired of the drivér. "Yes, went over two hours ago, Sir." , "Well, take me to the best hotel that you have," said the man as he stepped into the stage. As the minute hand of the Methodist Methodist church at W pointed to eight, the bell rang for the usual Wednesday night- prayer-meeting. Already the majority of the faithful few were gathered there. As the bell ceased, three or four belated ones hurried in and with them came the gentleman who had 1 stepped off Look What Santa Claus Brought You Can Make T1 Sending Home or GRAFONOLA and COLUMBIA DOUBLE-DISC RECORDS Any one of the dealers below will gladly, demonstrate any Grafonola, from the one. at $20.00- - -and it's a real Columbia--to the many other models ranging in price to $650. vl A small initial payment places any Columbia in your home--and on Christmas morning if you wish. Balance can be paid =at your con- • 1 venience âfter the holidays. There is a fultMvousifmd BÔc Columbia Bauble-Disc Records in the Columbia Catalogue the snow-bound train but an hour before. As the minister rose to give out the opening hymn, -he noticed the stranger sitting in the hack seat. It was not often that à new " face was to be seen in the meeting. Indeed Indeed for the last three years t-ha-t he had presided over these weekly services, services, it had been - the same -faces that Jiad gathered before him, not that lie did not-feel grateful to them, but sometimes he wished that more would come to show their interest and appreciation in the efforts that he was putting forth for the cause of truth and righteousness. righteousness. Therefore, it was with mingled mingled pleasure and surprise that he noticed the stranger and at the close of the. service, quickly reached the door to intercept him before he left. "How do you do, sir. I am glad to see you at our prayer-meeting to-night." "Thank you ; I was glad to be here. My train from the West was three hours late and consequently, I missed the last one- going North so have to stay here over night. I was passing your church when the bell rang for the prayer-meeting and thought I would step in. I enjoyed this quiet.hour of song and prayer very much." "Well, I am glad indeed that you have," warmly responded the minister. minister. "Come over to the, parsonage parsonage with me for and hour or so, won't you ? I'm sum the hotel is not the most congenial place." "No, indeed, it isn't and thank you, I would like to come very much. ■ It is - nice to meet with friends when ore is a stranger. I'm on my way to visit my brother in Mayfield, whom I haven't seen for nearly twenty-five years." "That is a 1-ong time not to see one's brother. In Mayfield did you say ? That is my wife's old home. Ah! here she is now," as a sweet faced young woman came to the minister's side. "What name will I give ? Mine is Irving--Roger Irving." Mine is Austin," replied the stranger as he turned to meet the minister's wife. "Well, that name is familiar also ; is it not, Florence?" asked the minister minister after the introduction had been given. "Yes, indeed, for my maiden name is Austin, and did you say you were going to Mayfield ?' ' "Yes," replied the stranger. "And I believe Mr. Irving said that was your home..-. I wonder--What- is your father's name ?" "Robert Austin," and a pained look crept into the blue eyes. "Is that so?" exclaimed the stranger. "Robert Austin is my brother and you must be my niece." "And are you the Uncle George that father hasn't- seen, for so many years ?" ' 'The very same ; your father and I parted with angry words over some trifling matter. I went out West and he settled in Mayfield. I had to come east on business this year, and, knowing he was' in the same place, I thought I would run down and spend Christmas with him. - The old bitterness has gone from my heart, and I trust ■ it has from his." "Oh. I don't know about that, uncle," Florence Irving replied, and the tone of her voice made her uncle look curiously at her and wonder if that iron will had also touched ■ bis niece. But it was not all explained till the three were cozily seated in the library of the, parsonage ; then the whole story was told and a feeling of indignation toward his brother rose in George Austin's heart t-hat he could be so unforgiving toward his daughter who had done no wrong but • followed the dictates of her heart in marrying the man she loved. But not for long did that feeling remain ; a new tenderness and pity took its plaoe--for had not he himself suffered through his own obstinacy, and was it not only by Death's cold hand that he was led to search his own heart and to give his will into the keeping of his Heavenly Father ? Ah, yes, he had learned- his lesson by. bitter experience, experience, and lie fervently prayed that his brother might, by God's grace, be led to see his mistake before it was too late. There was no going back to the hotel that night . The guest chamber chamber of the parsonage held a very welcome visitor who promised that he would try and do all in his power to effect a reconciliation between father and daughter, and the next morning saw him speeding toward Mayfield with a resolve in : his heart that .ii possible he. yyou.ld be, ..the- happy instrument through . which a newer, brighter Christmas should down on tfce -Austin homeateati- than bad,dawned for.spme time past, vily were likewise depressed. Mr. Austin seéqaed unusually lpw-spirit- ed, and, consequently, the rest shared a certain amount of it ; hut as the jijagle of : bells sounded, upon their ears the younger members were instantly alert, and even Jlr.- Austinf, «dozing fey the fiite, op^'ne«J his eyes and seconded Mrs. Austin's Austin's request that" Bob should ' ee.e who it was, for it was.quite an unusual unusual thing for anyone to pay fieighborly visits on such a night in question. There was a shuffling and stamping stamping of feet outside ; then almost immediately immediately .the sitting-rocm'door was thrown open and into the light steppe^ steppe^ a tall gentleman enveloped in an immense Persian lamb coat, while behind stood Bob, his face a mixture . of surprise and curiosity at the sight of the unknown visitor. Mr. Austin had ; risen from his chair and taken -a step forward, 'when suddenly the man removed his fur cap and turned down the wide collar oj his coat. Grasping the back of his chair, a,s if for support, Robert Austin again moved a step forward, exclaiming as he did so : "George !" "Robert," came from his brother's brother's lips, and regardless of the wet coat, the two were brought close in a silenoe too deep for words, • v but which spoke volumes. In that one embrace the old bitterness was forgotten, and love that healing balm, took its place. It was a long time before the family retired that night. So much had to be asked and answered, and even after the rest of the. household had gone the two brothers, so lately reunited, sat by the fire still talking. talking. It was getting late. Upstairs Mrs. Austin was wondering if her husband was ever coming to bed and what the momentous question was that they were so earnestly discussing, discussing, for a low, continuous murmur murmur could be heard from the room below. She Would have indeed been surprised surprised if she had known the topic of their conversation, for George Aus- tin was earnestly pleading with his | brother to permit Florence to once i .again visit her old home. _ . j "You know, Robert, it is hurting j you more than Florence by nursing this stubborn will. Let me tell you 1 a little experience in connection with my own life--an experience so fraught with pain that it- hurts me to tell you, but if it will help you in any way, I shall deem my pain a blessing. I had a boy once, a year younger than your Florence. He married a girl whom. I disapproved of. There was nothing against her, but she was poor, and I was anxious anxious for him to marry well. I was so bitterly disappointed that I bade good-bye to "my boy with harsh, angry angry words, vowing never would I see him again. And I never did. He was married that same night and took the train for the city. There was a collision, and my boy was killed. Oh, the remembrance of that last parting ; it lives with me still. What a different good-bye it might have been if only I had not- let my stubborn will get the better of me. I would then. have had no pangs of remorse. Robert, let this bitter chapter of my life be a lesson to you . Send for "her ; tell her to come, and let this Christmas mark a turning-point in your life.". Robert Austin's eyes were dim, as his brother finished speaking. The firm, determined lines around the mouth had softened, and reaching for his brother's hand, he said, "I will." Christmas dawned bright and clear. In" the Austin household it dawned doubly bright. Mrs. Austin, Austin, hurrying to and fro in the. kitchen, kitchen, . hummed lightly an old familiar familiar strain. All the care and sadness had vanished, .and a happy song of thanksgiving welled in her heart. The cause of this was in the -next room, where sat a young- minister and his happy wife, while over in the armchair sat "Grandfather" fondling upon his knee a bright, year-old boy, who cooed and gurgled gurgled with pure delight. The fact that Florence Irving and her husband had alighted from the train the previous evening had caused no small comment, for it- was well known in the village why Robert Austin had refused to see his daughter. Also another story, concerning the -uncle* who had come from the far west to see his brother, brother, from whom he had been estranged estranged for so long, furnished conversation conversation for many fireside circles and for tihe small groups who gathered gathered daily in the post-office or corner corner store. 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