THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG Pe ------ ET -- ay 14, 1926, insisting on being shown a suitable D & A. There is one for DOMINION CORSET co. Montreal QUEBEC Toronto Makers of La Diva and Goddess Corsets " D&A CORSETS with elastic ELL alight "with D & A Bras siéres are juste | FRECKLES : @et Rid of These Ugly Spots He Soantif nd SUIel ad Have & J : : OTHINE 0 y ¥T FAILS, SOLD my BURY AL DEPARTMENT STORES EVERYWHERE, add a dash of CLARK'S Tomato Ketchup-The An Ottawa report says there is reason to believe that Right Hon. George P. Graham, Chairman of the recefitly created Advisory Tarif , May yet accept the post of nadian Minister to Washington. President Coolidge bas decided finally to spend his vacation this summer In the Adirondack Moun- tains in upper New York State. ol : Snow-white Clothes Blue ia indispensable every washday for it is the only thing By Martha Ostenso. > "You go up to the house," Erik went on heartily. "They give you coffee." Le "No, thanks," Martin answered, clucking at the horse. "Got to go along." Erik's hospitality shamed him doubly. He drove out of the farm yard, and Erik looked after him, seeing the fish pole and net in the back of the cart. The Icelander"s face screwed into a half pitying, half ironical smile. But he did not wait to see whether Martin would take the main road or branch off below the willows to the road that went around the lake. There was in this Icelandic family, - a sort of grand faith in the honor of human kind, Martin did not take the lake road. He thought with self-scath- ing of his original plan fh coming here--to slip. down below ' the willows and around the bend to the cove where he would not be seen by the Bjarnassons. Such had been Caleb's Instructions--given in full belief that they would be obeyed. He would have to tell his father the truth when he arrived home. Caleb woul# be in a towering rage, which would express itself in a gentle sarcasm and later in a strange and sinisterly effective abuse of Amelia, that Martin never under- stood. But he was glad that he haa followed his own instincts not to violate the sentiment of the Ice- landers. He had felt the hidden scorn of Caleb Gare in Erik's words. Now, perhaps, ihe Icelanders would have reason to think better of a Gare. Amelia come out of the house as he was unharnessing the horse. Her face bore a shade of distress, and Martin guessed what she was look- ing forward to. There would . be trouble somewhere--all under the surface. It would gather lie a storm when the children were not around. "You didn't get the fish?" she asked, looking into the back of the wagon. "No," Martin answered shortly. "They're not fishing yet. Amelia left him and went to the garden, where she counted the new tomatoes on the vines. They would not be ripe until late In August. The vines were still delicate and needed caréful propping. Amelia stood with one hand on her hip, the other on her chin, trying to think of something for supper to take the place of fish. Caleb had planned on having fish. Anything else, no matter how good, "would " nut be fish. She would have to prepare something especially savory to les- sen his disappointment. She would have new carrots and chicken--no they had had chicken the Sunday before, and Caleb disapproved of killing them while they were lay- ing 20 well that the eggs were pre- served for the fall market--some- thing else would hav do. Amelia pulled an apronful mew carrots, and went into the house to consider. Caleb came home late that even- ing from the farm of an Icelander with whom he had arranged for a threshing crew. He had not inti- mated that he would be late and supper was held over an hour. The omelet and bacon was cold, the potatoes soggy from being heated over. Judith had seized some féod off the stove and had gone out. She had not returned. . In silence, everybody sat down to the table. Caleb's eve fell on the dishes before him. Without a word he began to serve the food. "Did you get the crew for the first of September?" Amelia asked. after a long silence. Caleb helped himself to butter and passed it to Lind before he an-' sewered. "Yes--yes," he sald then. as if he had just recollected that she had spoken, Characteristically, he made no re- ference to the absence of fish. Sud- ' denly he threw a sharp glance around the table. "Where's Jude?" he asked. "Une of-her calves is missing," Ellen put in for the sake of Amelia. "No doubt---no doubt," he mumn~ led, and went on eating as though there was no one else present. After the meal, Iliind went out and walked down the road to look for Judith. Ellen and Charlie had the milking to do. "Got cold feet, eh? 'Fraid of a couple of dead ones like the rest of 'em," Caleb sneered at Martin. "You'll bring back another story before freeze-up, or--we'll do 'with. out meat. Think I've been keepin' the lot of ye for mothin' all these years, while I've been breakin' my back to make a living out of this 80il? A pack of good for nothings I've got for it!" "The Bjarnassons ain't fishin' hemselves, yet," Martin said in a low volce. "And I won't until they let us." "Eh? You won't, er? We'll see if you won't! Hm!" He went out with his lantern chuckling to himself. As he moved along the cow path in the pasture and across it to the flax field, he speculated upon some way of com- peling Martin to fish when 'the cooler weather came. It was not altogether "that he wanted the sat- isfaction of taking fish from the ob- durate Bjarnasson;'it was also that he must quell any rising independ- ence in Martin. If he started at twenty to show a will of his own, at twenty-five there would be no hold- ing him. He must think of some- thing. . . Caleb walked in the approaching dusk like a thing that belonged in- finitely to the earth, his broad, squat body leaning low over it. Pres- ently his mind was far from the annoying trifles that symbolized his family. Before him glimmered the silver gray sheet of the flax--rich, beautiful, strong. All unto itself, complete, demanding everything, and in turn yielding everything-- growth of the earth, the only thing on the earth worthy of respect, of homage. North of it lay the muskeg, black and evil and potted with water- holes. Aronson ought to fence the rotten land now that it was his. . » Mark and Lind agreed to meet at the Sandbos' until the return of the Klovaczs. "School-ma'ams must' toe the line," she laughed at Mark, "and I just, couldn't stand a scene. That would finish me as far as earning my own living for the rest of the season is concerned." "I would like that," Mark urged. "I really have a little money of my own, somewhere." But Lind would not listen to him. She would stay conscientiously 'to the end of the term. At the Sandbos' the cliokecherry trees were bending over in wine- red arches. Sven picked Lind a tin-canful of them, and she and Mark ate them until their mouths were puckered and dry. Mrs. Sand- bo enjoyed having the Teacher and her "boy" as she called Mark, around, and often served them with coffee and some trifle. At heart Mrs. Sandbo was sound, and as she became more used to Lind's visits, she did not ply her usual busy ques- tions. > . The Teacher walked with Mark to the edge of Latt's Slough, where they knelt and picked tiny, black snails off the reeds. Lind found little waxy water lilies growing there, but the mud was too soft at the edge of the swamp for her to reach out and get them. "They would die right away af- ter I got them, anyway," she said to Mark, stepping back-to firm ground. "Yes, and they would be mostly long slimy rcots," he consoled her. They walked half a mile or so to a little sunny knoll at the edge of Gare's timber. Here they sat down, Lind spreading her pale, Dbillowy dress out about her. In a little while Mark stretched himself out full length, shading his eyes with his hand and nibbling at a straw. The grass below them leaned up the hill, like the smoothly combed hair of a person's head. Lind re- garded it curiously. The aiy was strung with humming insects, pofs- od like Mttle black periods in 'the light. "Occasionally a blue-bott]e salled majestically past, the tissue of its wings gathering the sun. A droning bee blundered into a swarm of tiny, jigging gnats, disentangled iteelf and soared lasily on to a dis. tant flower, unconscious of the ex. citement it had caused. Below them, a few feet away, stood the gray, pocked cone of an ant hill: up and down its slope the ants twinkled, absorbed. A tiny world of in -" mse life, second something is going. * Lind said softly. "Every at the back of his neck. "It's never going to be like that any more," she whispered. She | | dropped her head against his and | clung to' him. "We are one entity | | now, my dearest." | | . | Chapter XII. On a late afternoon in July, be- | fore the Maying began, the cattle on | the swamp land to the north came | hurrying home, bawling out their warning of the approaching storm. The herd farther away sought sheit- er with the horses under the bluffs, Close to the earth there was a | pate, unnatural glow, like the re. | flection. from a white fire. Higher up the air was slag-gray, hanging in sultry folds. The hot voice of the grasshoppers was the only sound abroad; it cut like little seissors in the grass. > Amelia, hoeing in the garden, Great Rejoicing by Rheumatic Cripples If So Crippled You Can't Use Arms or Legs, Rheuma Will Help You or Nothing to Pay, Get a bottle of Rheuma to-day and wear a satisfied amile on your face to- morrow It's a remedy that is astonishing the whole country, and it's just as good for gout, gclatica and lumbago as™for rheu- matism. It drives the poisonous waste from the joints and muscles--that's the sec-| ret of Rreuma's success. But we don't ask you to take our word for it; go to Jas. B. McLeod, or any druggist, and get a bottle of Rheuma to-day; if {it doesy't do as we promise gel your money back. It will e there waiting for you. earth. drew the back of her hand across her wei forehead. The gray heat was overwhelming. She looked westward to the drab bank of tiene | that had been building up for ten minutes or more. Now it was a gigantic unraveling of soot, widen- ing out to the south and the aorth. It. broke with lightning as Amelia looked at it, Suddenly a greenish light shot up as if from below ths -horizon. It had the effect of hollowing out a luminous void between heaven and "Hail," said Caleb almost under his breath as he came out of the barn. He would not admit it aloud. It might pass over. "Hail," said Amelia to herself, her hand going instinctively ¢6 her breast. She looked around and saw Caleb approaching. He passed her with- out speaking, as if nothing unusual was about to happen. Martin, who was building an extra pigpeil for two new sows, threw his leg over the bar and herded all of the pigs into the shed. 'Then he turned the milch cows that had come home and were drinking at the trough, into the cattle yard. Lind, who had been reading, put | aside her book at. the sound ot thunder, It had grown dark, and then suddenly light again. 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