IF WINTE ublishers, BY A. 8. MN. Copyright In Canada, 1822, by McClelland & Stewart, Ltd P THE DAILY BR a -- R COMES 1 live on } here, out of the war, yet in- | supportably beset by the war. Beset {oy he war yet useless in e war. ? | oung \Perch! How in pity was he to | 80 on living out of the war, now that { the war had taken Y oung Perch and | killed old Mrs. Perch and shut this re. | fuge from its oppression? He must get He could | - | to al +h Toronto HUTCHINSON V1 | Sabre had always thought Bright | Effie would be wonderful with old | Mrs. Perch, He wrote long letters 10 | Young Perch, telling him how much | more than wonderful Bright Effie was. | Effie mothered Mrs. Perch and man- aged her and humoroured her in a way that not even Young Perch him- self could have bettered. In that as. tounding fund of humour of hers, re. [flected in those sparkling eyes, even y | Mrs. Perch's most querulously violent | attacks were transformed into matter "| for whimsical appreciation, delightfully NEW FineON REMEDY, | and most lovingly dealt with. When No. 1 | the full, irritable, inconsequent flood ERAPI Skin Mseases, Ne. 3 Tor to your druggist The simplest way to end a corn is Blue-jay. A touch stops the pain instantly. Then the corn loosens and comes out. Made in a colorless clear liquid (one drop does it!) and in thin plasters. The action is the same. Pain Stops Instant! ence, she would turn a dancing eye to- wards him and immediately she could | step into the torrent and would begin, { "Now, look here, Mrs. Perch, you | know perfectly well-- "'; and in two MN No 2 | of one of Mrs. Perch's moods would Chronic Weaknesses NGLAND Be Wb. Londen SOLD BY LEADING CHEMISTS. PRICE IN & Dr LRG RAC Mod Cor Maverstoch hd N SER TRADE MARKED WORD 'THERAPION BRIT. GOVT. STAMP AFFIXES TO GENLAE P. { | minutes the old lady would be molli- | | | fied and happy. Marvellous Effie! Sabre used to think; and of course it was because | her astounding fund of humour was | based upon her all-embracing capacity | for love. That was why it was so as- | tounding in its depth and breadth and | | compass. Sabre liked immensely the H ip ; t | half-whispered talks with her while . Appliances | | Mrs. Perch dozed in her chair. Effie | was always happy. Nothing of that [roving something look was ever to IRONS, TOASTERS, PERCOLATORS, ETC. be scen in Effie's shining eyes. She had the secret of life. Watching her MIS-CAN-AD-A VACUUM CLEANERS { face while they talked, he came to be- Burke Electric Co. lieve that the secret, 'the thing miss- { ing in half the faces one saw, was love, 72 Princess Street. Phone 4283. | | | | But--the old difficulty--many had love | | himself and Nona; and yet were trou- | { bled. ; One evening he asked her a most | | extraordinary - question, shot out of | him without intending it, discharged |.| out of his questing thoughts as by a | | hidden spring suddenly touched by | | groping fingers. | | "Effie, do you love God" { Her surprise seemed to him to be more at the thing he had asked than | at its amazing unexpectedness and am- Amn | aZinG irrelevancy, "Why, of course, I | do, Mr. Sabre. IF YOUR STOMACH" 55%. She was utterly at a loss, "Well, of SRT ACTING RT |= | He said rather sharply, "Yes, but | why? Have you ever asked yourself | why? Respecting, fearing, trusting, that's understandable. But love, love, you know what love is, don't you? What's love got to do with God?" - She said in simple wonderment, as | one asked what had the sun to do with | light, or whether water was wet, "Why, God is love." He stared at her. BEGIN TAKING SALTS Pimples Are Impurities Seeking an | Outlet Through Skin Pores, Pimples, sores and boils usually | result from toxins, poisons and im- . purities which are generated in the | : VII bowels and then absorbed into the 1. second Christmas of 'the war Blood throug the very Sucts. whien | came. The evening before the last day Ji0R 4 absoth only now | of the Old Year was to have given Sa- sustain the body. i © It is the function of the kidneys to | Pre a rare pleasure to which he had filter impurities from the blood and | been immensely looking forward. He cast them out in the form of urine, was to have spent it with Mr, Fargus. but in many instances the bowels cre-| The old chess and acrostic evenings ate more toxins and impurities than | hardly ever happened now. Mr. Far. the kidneys can eliminate; then the | cys, most manifestly unfitted for the blood uses the skin pores as the next | exposures of such a life, had become a best means of getting rid of these 5 fal : : a , pecial constable. He did night duty'in impurities, which often break out all | He chose night | the Garden Home: over the skin in the form of pimples. | The surest way to clear the skin of | duty, he told Sabre, because he had these eruptions, says a noted author-| no work to do by day and'could there. ity, is to/get from any pharmacy | fore then take his rest. Younger men about fouf ounces of Jad Salts and | who were in offices and shops hadn't take a tablespoonful in a glass of | the like advantage. It was only fair Water each morning before break-| he should help in the hours help was fast for one week. This- will help most wanted. Sabre said it would kill prevent the formation of toxins in the | him in time, but Mrs. Fargus and the boweis. It also stimulates the kid- . : ney, thus coaxing them to filter the | three Miss Farguses still at home re- hood of impurities and clearing the | plied, when Sabre ventured this opin- skin of pimples. {fon to them, - that Papa was much Jad Salts is inexpensive, and is | stronger than any one imagined, also made from the acid of grapes and | that they agreed with Papa that one leon juice, combined with lithia, { ought to do in the war, not what one Here you Bave a Pedtant, elturvos-| wanted to do, but what was most re- cent drink which usually helps make | quired to be done; finally that, being pimples. disappear. at home by day, Papa could help, and | liked helping, in the many duties about | the house now interfered with by the | enlistment of the entire battalion of | female Farguses in work for the war. | One detachment of female Farguses | bad leapt into blue or khaki uniforms | and disappeared into the voracious bel- | ly of the war machine; the remainder | of the battalion thrust their long legs | into breeches and boots and worked [at home as land girls. Little old Mr. § | Fargus in his grey suit, and the start]. § | ed child Kate with one hand still up her back in search of the errant apron | string "did" what the battalion used i to do and were nightly, on the return of the giant land girls, shown how | shockingly they had done it. Rare, therefore, the old chess and acrostic everfngs and most keenly an- | ticipated, accordingly, this-- the first for a fortnight--one the eve of New Year's Eve. It was to have been a real | long evening; but it proved not very long. It was to have been one in which the war should be shut out and for. gotten in the delights of mental twist. ings and slowly puffed pipes; it prov. ed to be one in which "this frightful war!" was groaned out of Sabre's spi- rit in emotion most terrible to him. At ten o'clock profound gymnastics of the mind in search of a hidden word beginning with e¢ and ending with | were interrupted by the entry of the startled Kate. One hand writhed be- tween her shoulders for the apron string, the other held a note. "Please, Mr. Sabre, I think it's for you, Mr. | Sabre. A young boy took it to your i house and said you was to have it most particular, and please, your Re. | becca sent him on here, please." | "For me? Who on earth--?" | He opened it. He did not recognize the writing on the envelope. He had not the remotest idea--It was a jolly evening . . . could Enamel be that word in ¢ and 1? He unfolded it. Ah! "Freddie's killed. Please do come at once. I think she's dying--E. B." CHAPTER VIIL He was alone in the room where the natives use for food can live until the crop ma- | be launched upon her in Sabre's pres. | fin. He could not endure it. | not, could not. Ten minutes past three. There was him no change in that He brought a firs. Perch lay,--no » his x | Palo 5 This : $08. ! perceptible to to shut it away for a night, and here F3e spon ta a ble occupation to | oe tue 1 i'was the inconceiv {1a fr he dre oF 1s and lomk 3 | which 'it had brought him: alone in| MP from the dressing table and look. | the light with his | . s hand. Impenetrable mask! Profound { The doctor had been and was com | i hn " ing again in the morning. There was | and awful mystery. Much more than a Ben 10 be done %e tad sib Lond house that dreadfully engrossed spirit | wateh Ber a Ee PR JUS! was preparing to leave, This meagre Watch her? How long had he been | '0T™ scarcely dis ible beneath) the standing at the foot of the huge bed | SOVerlet, had been oF < the biggest bed he had ever seen--and | "€™ Once strong, once beautiful, once what was there to watch? She Zave no | by its garrison j ily fought, splen- v atch? Sh : of li sign. She scarcely seemed to breathe. Say entended, 5 He would not have recognized her . il pas {here ed at her, shading its glory, past atten- "Sinking," the doctor had said. In| VOW to be abandoned. It had known i i itl fin. | . O vanity! It had but tem- ious things. Death with practised fin. | €3ted them. O vanity! 1 "had but tem rious | POrised with conquest. Time's hosts ers about his awful an 1yste : gers about his awful and myst from | Bad camped these many years about its surgery of separating the spir the flesh, the soul from the bod incorruptible from the corruptible, It could not be! There was sign; there was not a sound: and w the | cultory attacks, but with each attack | inwesting closer. Now a most terrible | assault had breached the citadel. The a hat | garrison was stricken amain. The fort. should he be doing to be alone here, | ress no longer could be defended. Its blind watcher of such a finality? It| garrison was withdrawing from that was not real. ¢It was an Hucination. | ;1, co and handing it over to destruc. & | tion. | not He was not really here. The mornin -- and days and weeks and years -- would come, and he would know that | IV. this never had really happened. | But Young Perch was dead. Young Perch was killed. It was real. He was | the room. He had dozed in a chair. here. This war! | Some strange sound, or had he imag- | ined it? He sat up tensely and listen- ed. Tt was her breathing, a harsh and laboured sound. He stepped quickly He had gone downstairs with the| to the bed and looked and the: ran doctor and had remained there some | into the passage and called loudly, little time after his departure. Effie | «Effie! Effie!" There was some strange sound in II '« | Walls, in ceaseless 'investment, with de- ! had been left kneeling by the bed When he came back she was sound as- leep where she knelt, worn out The news had come on the previous even. ing. This was Effic"s second night without sleep. Now she was over- come; collapsed; suffocated and bound | and gagged in the opiates and bonds | she had for thirty hours resisted. He touched her. She did not stir He | | shook her gently; still no response. He | | lifted her up and carried her along the! | passage to the room he knew to be | | hers; laid her on her bed and covered | { her with a quilt. Inconceivable occu. | pation. Was all this really happening? i Two o'clock. He went to look at | Efffe, still in profound slumber. Why | awaken her? Nothing could be done; | only watch. He returned to his vigil. | Yes, Mrs. Perch was sinking. More | pronounced now that masklike aspect of her face. Yes, dying, He spoke the word to himself. "Dying." As of a fire in the grate gone to one dull spark | among the greying ashes--It is out; | it cannot burn again: So life here too far retired, too deeply sunk to struggle | back and vitalise again that hue, those lips, that masklike effigy. { Profound and awful m, tery. With- in that form was in process a most dreadful activity. The spirit was pre- Frightening, terrible, agonizing. He | was kneeling on one side of the bed, Effie at the other. The extreme mom- ent was come to her that lay between them. She was moaning. He bowed his face ito his hands. The sound of her moaning was terrible to him- That in- habitant of this her body had done its preparations and now stood at the door in the darkness, very frightened. It" wanted to go back. It had been very accustomed to being here. It could not go back. It did not want to shut the door. The door was shutt- ing. It stood and shrank and whim- pered there, Oh, terrible! Beyond endurance, agonizing. It was old Mrs. Perch that stood there whimpering, shrink- ing, upon the threshold of that huge abyss, wide as space, dark as night. It was no spirit. It was just that very feeble Mrs. Perch with her fumbling hands and her moving lips, Look here, Young Perch would never allow her s tensity. "Young Perch! Come here! Your mother! Young Perch, come here!" Telling it, once, to Nona, he said, "I paring to vacate the habitation it had | don't know what happened. They talk so long occupied. It gave no sign. The | about self-hypnotism. Perhaps it was better to hide ifs preparations it had | that. I know It made a most frightful drawn that mask about the face. Sey- | effort saying 'Young Perch.' I had to. enty years it had sojourned here; now | I could see her--that poor terrified it was bound away. Seventy years it| thing: Something had to be done. had been known to passers-by through | Some one had to go to her. I said it the door and windows of this its habi- | like in a nightmare, bursting to get tation; now, deeply retired within the | inner chambers, it set its house in or-| der to be gone. Profound and awful | Young Perch! How in pity was he to tivity. From the windows of her eyes | turning off the lights; from the en-| gines of her powers cutting off its forces; drawing the furnaces; dissever- | ing the contacts. A lifetime within this | home; now passenger into an eternity. | A lifetime settled; now preparing to | be away on a journey inconceivably | tremendous, unimaginably awful. Did | it shrink? Did it pause in its prepara- | tions to peer and peep and shudder? IIL | He felt very cold. He moved irom | the bed and replenished the fire and | crouched beside it. | This war! He said beneath his | breath, "Young Perch! Young Perch!' Young Perch was killed. Realize the | thing! He was never going to see Young Perch again. He was never going to see old Mrs. Perch again- He was never to come inte Puncher's again. Another place of his life was to | be walled up. His home like an empty house; the office like an empty house; | now no retuge here. Things were; crowding in about him, things were | closing in upon him. And he was just! SIX-YEAR-OLD | HAD BRONCHITIS 'EVERY WINTER -- Bronchitis generally begins with chills, followed by fever and a harsh, dry, backing cough. There is a ralsing of phlegm, which at first is of a light color. but, as the trouble pro-| gresses it becomes of a yellowish or| greenish color and is sometimes streaked with blood. All those. who are troubled with bronchitis will find in Dr. Wood's Pine £yrup a remedy that will stimu- late the bronchial organs, subdue inflammation, Soothe the _i parts, and loosen the phlegm. : Mrs. Oliver C. LePage, South Rus- tico, P.E.L, writes: --"My little six- year-old girl very bad attacks of hronch tia ev ater, hn fhe aves. a night, wo! ha fever ahd choke up, and nad a r chest. We tried sev- which we did, and ikem two bottles she d 60c. a bottle; put up only by The . Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, On »- out of it, 'Young Perch. Come here.' Anyway, there it is, Nona. I heard them. It was imagination, of course. But I heard them." He heard, "Now then, ' Mother! Don't be frightened. Here I am, Mo- ther. Come on, Mother. One step, Mo. ther. Only one. I can't reach you You must take just one step. Look, Mother, here's my hand. Can't you see my hand?" "It's so dark, Freddie." "It's not, Mother. It's only dark where you are. It's light here- Don't { ery, Mother. Don't be frightened. It's all right. It's quite all right." That tall and pale young man, with his face like one of the old Huguenots! That very frail, old woman with her | fumbling hands and moving lips! "It's so cold." "Now, Mother, T tell you it isn't. Do just trust me. Do just come." "I daren't, Freddie. I can't, Freddie. I can't. I can't." "You must. Mother, you must. Look look, here I am. It's I, Freddie. Don't cry, Mother. Just trust yourself entire- ly to me: You know how you always can trust me. Look, here's my hand. Just one tiny step and you will touch it. I know you feel ill, darling Mother. You won't any, any more, once you touch my hand. But I can't come any nearer, dearest. You must. You--Ab, brave, beloved Mother--now!" He heard Effie's voice, "Oh, she dead! She's dead!" Dead? He stared upon her dead face. Where was gone that mask? Whence | had come this glory? That inhabitant of this her body, in act of going had looked back, and its look had done this thing. It had closed the door upon a ruined house, and looked, and left a temple. It had departed from beneath a mask, and looked, and that which had been masked now was beautified. Young Perch! v in morning a mysterious man vith a large white face, crooked spec- tacles and a crooked tie, and a sugges- tion of thinking all the time of some- thing else, or of nothipg at all, mys- | teriously drifted into the house, driit- ed about it with apparent complete aimlessness of purpose, and presently showed himself to Sabre as about to drift out of it again. This was the doctor, a stranger, one of those new faces which the war, removing the old, Was everywhere introducing, and pos- sessed of a mysterious and astounding faculty of absorbing, resolving, and subjugating all matters without visibly attending to any matter. "Leave every. thing to me' "it was all he seemed to say. He did nothing yet in "emed to come to his hand with the ITISH WHIG { | | i { | | | | { 1 | { i | its fortress, once | ied to, enlarged, ad- | i ™ rm hi 1 face. It had the appearance of a mask. tion. 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Have you any idea how this thing hooks on?" "But what about--" The extraordinary man seemed to know everything before it was said "That's all right. I've sent for a wom- an and her daughter. Leave everything to me. Here's the car. Here they are." Two women appeared. "But about--"" "Yes, that's all right. The poor old A AA Ar A A AA. et eee | palms of his hands. "I've been up with She smiled sadly. "Good. by, Mr. Sa-{ old Mrs. Perch" bre. Thank you so much, so very much "I know you have. I sent around for coming and staying: What I should | the Farguses. I must say I do think--" have done without you I daren't think { He felt he could not bear it. "Mabel, I've never known any one so good as| look here. For goodness' sake don't you've been to me." | say you do think I ought to have let "I've done nothing, Effie, ex ept| you know, I know I ought but I feel sorry for you." couldn't. And I'm not in a state to go He saw her into the car. No, he| on niggling about it. Young Perch is would not take a lift, | killed and his mother's dead. Now for "Well, leave everything to me." said | goodness' sake, for pity's sake let i the dfctor. The chauffeur spoke to alone. I couldn't send and there's him about some engine trouble. "Yes, | the end of it." I'll see to that. Leave everything to me, Jenkins." Even his car! mind for a bit." He went out of the room. He thought, "There you are! Now I've done it!" He went back. "I say, I'm sorry for bursting out like that: but | I've had rather a night of it. It's ter- Sabre, passed on from the ordeal oil rible, isn't it, both of them like that? the night to the ordeal of the day by| Aren t you awfully sorry about it, label? She said, "I'm VI this interlude of the astonishing doc- ! tor, did not know how overwrought | ih i B Fry. he was until he was at home again and | 5°'7¥ indeed. But you can't expect come to Mabel seated at breakfast |M¢ to say much when you speak in The thought in his mind as he walked | that extraordinary manner. had been the thought in his mind as "I was with her when she died. It's he had sat on after the death, waiting upset me a bit. very Very sorry lady's brother is coming down. He'll take charge. I found his name in her papers last night. Telegraphed." He was looking through the door. "Here's the answer." A telegraph messenger appeared. Astounding man! He read the telegram. "Yes, that's all right. He'll be here by the eleven train at Tidborough. I'll take Miss Bright now." Effie appeared. Sabre had the feeling that if he op- ened the next thought in his mind, an undertaker would rise out of the ground with a coffin. This astounding man, coming upon his overwrought state, made him feel hysterical. He turned to Effie and gave her both his hands. "The doctor's taking you, Effie. It's been dreadful for you. It's all over now. Try to leave it out of your - for morning. After this, after the war "I don't wonder. If you ask me, 1 had done this, how was he to go 271 think it was very extraordinary your enduring the war and refused part inj being there. If you ask me, I think it it? He dreaded mecting Mabel He] was very funny of that Miss Bright dreaded going on to the office and | sending for you at that hour of the meeting Fortune and Twyning. To | night. Whyever should she send for none of these people, to no one he yo. of aif people >" could meet, could he explain how he "I was their greatest friend." felt about Young Perch and what he had gone through with Mrs. Perch, | nor why, because of what he felt, more poignant than ever was his need to get into the war. And yet with these feelings he must go on facing these people and go on meeting the war in neighbors, she would have sent and every printed page, in every sight, in| asked me if I could let one of the every conversation. Unbearable! 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