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Port Perry Star, 4 Mar 1913, p. 6

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XXXVIL--{(Cont'd) Swauhild, already dressed in Hor] cashmere and pretty white beaver hat, Sanced in 3nd out of ; room fetching and' carrying, and before long the bride, too, was dressed veil over the dainty little wreath of + real orange blogsom: from Mme, Lechertier's green-house, and the home-made dress which fitted ad- mirably, she walked into the little fithing-raom to show herself to Fri-| Nh shall hold up your train; Big- rid, in case the 'floor is at all dusty," said -Swanhild, much en- joying the excitement of the first wedding in. the family, and. deter- mined not to think of the: parting till it actually came, "Gwen is to meet us at" the church," explained Cecil. 'Do you know, I think the carriage must be waiting, for I see the eldest little Hallifield tearing across the court. yard." ~ "Then I must say good-bye to every one," said Sigrid; and with one last look round the little home which had grown so dear to them, ehe took Frithiof's arm and went out into the long. stone passage, where & group of the neighbors stood waiting to see the last of her, and to give her their hearty good wishes. _ That chapter of her life was end- ed, and the busy hive of workers would uo longengcount her as queen- bee of the establishment. She was quite silent as they drove through the busy streets, her eyes had again that sweet, dreamy look in them that Cecil had noticed ear- lier in the morning; she did not seem to see outward things, until . after awhile her eyes met Frithiof's and then her face, which had been rather grave, broke into sudden brightness, and she &aid a few words to him in Norse, which he re- plied to with a look so full of lov- ing pride and contentment that +t carried the sunshine straight into Cetil's heart. "This marriage js a capital thing for him," 'she thought to. herself. "He will be happy 'inher happi- ness." By this time they had reached the church; Lance, in the dress he had worn at Mrs. Horner's fancy-ball, stood ready to hold 'the bride's . train, and Gwen came running up, eager to take her place in the lit- tle procession. A few spectators had dropped in, but. the church was very quiet, and up in the chancel there were only Roy and his best man, Mme. Loch- ertier, old Herr Bivertsen, and the father and mother of the bride- groom. Charles Osmond. read the servige, and his pretty daughter-in- law had begged leave to play the organ, for she had taken a fancy not only to little Swanhild, but to the whole family, when at her fa- ther-in-law's request she had called upon them. After the wedding was over and the sprocession had once more passed down the aisle, she still went on playing, having a love of finishing in her nature. . Charles Osmond came out of the vestry and stood beside her. ] "I qm glad you played for them," Bo. he aid, when the last chord had Hilpeen struck. / Todor of wedding to 'be without "It was not at all the at XU" an one of the nicest wed- ridiag oL.was ever at," she said; o} 388; bo. your Norseman--he is all you said;iand more. Do you i e7kinoWy there isa strong. look about Sod fing hw teh s hi made me think do hope he will tHe debts. 1 Adio uty father 10h ODA pe 1 Eg 14 Sri : ie 'thing 'which 1 hope not, for the tennis doe '80 much good."' : 7 just now I think he has got what some one called 'the lust of finish- ing' upon him; we see very little of him, for when he'is not at business he is hard at work over Herr Biv- ertsen's TANNSCHDE. hd really seems to agree with him; they say, you know, tht work without worry harms no ope." "A very moral precept," said a voice behind her, and glancing up she saw Frithiof himself = crossing the little lawn. : - BY Ba The two years had not greatly al- tered him, but he seqmed more full of life and vigor than "hefore," and success and hope had entirely ban- ished the look of conflict which for so long had been plainly visible in his face. 'Bigrid felt proud of him as. she glanced round; there was something in his mere physical strength which always appealed to her. "We were just talking about you," 'she said, "and wondering when you would be ready-to play.'? "After that remark of yours which F overheard, I almost think I 'shall have to eschew tennis."" he paid, laughingly. "Why should I give a whole hour to it when Herr Sivertsen is impatiently waiting for the next installment?' ' '""Herr 8ivertsen is insatiable," said Sigrid, taking off her garden- ing-gloves. "And I am not. going to allow you to return to.your old bad ways; as long as you live with me you will have to be something more than a working drudge.' 'Since Sigrid has begun baby's education," said Frithiof,. turnisg laughingly to. Cecil; ('we notice that she has become very dictatorial to the rest of us." ; 'You shouldn't make stage asides in such a loud voice," said Bigrid, pretending to box his ears. 'I sm going to meet Roy and to fetch the rackets, and you take him into the garden, Cecil, and make lim be- have properly." "Are you really so specially busy just now 7' asked Cecil, as he open- ed the little gate and joined her; "or was it only your fun?' { "No, it was grim earnest,' he replied. 'For: since Herr Bivory- sen has been so infirm I have had most of his wirk to do. But it is well-paid work, and 'a very great help toward the debt-fund. In ten years' time I may be free.' « "Sep |"! exclaimed Cecil, -"there is the first narcissus, How early it is! - I must take it: to-mdther, for she so fond of them." He stooped tb gather the flower for: her, and as she took it: from him, he just glanced at her for a moment ; the was looking very pretty that evening, her gray eyes were unusually bright, there wis a soft glow of color in her fair face, an air of glad contentment. seemed to hover about her, 'He little guess- ed that it was happinessin his suc- cess which was the cause of all this. Even as he watched her, however, her. color faded, her lips began to quiver, she seemed to be on the int of fainting. = rt eaything the 'matter?' he asked; alarmed by the sudden change in her face, "Are you'll, Cecil ¥? ; : : She' did mot reply, but let him help her to the nearest garden-seat; "It is the scent of the narcissus ; it is too strong for you," he'sug- gested. "No," she gasped. wl awful feeling came over me. Some- | thing is going to happen, I am s shouted Lance. a 3 he working very hard' asked by , and with her] il; 3 . La ad ot Jong Sulle "He always works furiously'; and| 'He is out of prison": Frithiof. 'But surely his not up' yet. I thought h years?' 2 "The five next October. come some day, ught of it 80 soon, and to take them away in a few days!' =. a "I 'remember. now," said Frith- fof; "there is a rule that behavior in prison they can shorten their time. I @m so sorry. for you; it will be a fearful wrenc Jide com to 'you to part -with Lance and ) Gwen." - A She locked. her hands together, making no attempt at an answer, _. '"How exactly 'like the world," theught Frithiof to himself, "Here is a girl passionately devoted to these children, while the mother, who 'never deserved them at all, has utterly deserted them. To have had: them for five years and then suddenly to lose them altogether, that is' a fearful blow to her; they ought to have thought of it before adopting the children."" " v4'Ts- there 'nothing I can do to help you ?'* he said; turning toward her. 'Shall I go and fetch Lance and Gwen {"' ay With an effort she stood 'up. "No, no,' she said, trying hard to speak cheerfully. "Don't let this spoil your game. I am better, I will go and find them." (But by a {sudden impulse he sprung up, made her take his arm and walked to the house with her, 'You 'are - still rather shaky, I think,"" he said. "Let me come with you,' I' can' at any rate save you the stairs. How strange it was that you should have known 'be- forehand that this was coming 1 Did you ever have 'a presentiment of that kind over anything else t' "Never," she said. "It was such an. awful feeling. I wonde what it is that brings it'? He left her in the hall and ran upstairs to the nursery, where he, was always a welcome visitor. Both children: rushed to meet him with cries of delight. "Qecil has sent me up with a mes- sage. td you, "he said. | ; "To say we iay come down,'" "Is it that, Herr Frithiof ¢'* ° PE "'No,"" cried Gwen, daneing rou him; 'it's to say a holiday; for to- morrow, I guess.": # "No, not that exactly,'"' he said; "but your father = has come, and Cecil wants you to come down and see him." x & (To. be continued.) tire H. 'equally an error to begin {the sow with heating ten feet; and to prevent the young pigs from being crushed against the wall, it is a good plan. to fix a girong rail around Sach side of the! arrowing-place, at a height of from! seven to nine inches from the floor, | ff and. a similar distance from the | wall: it This ering ill prey nt ; OW. found: £0 lo wilh a 'agains refuge for the | get under the ter bedding material for p p good wheat straw, but for the far rowing sow a moderate quantity of |] . short stuff is preferable to the long f materials in 'which pigs &re apt to} get tangled sud unable to escape quickly out-of the way of a clumsy mother. tik ir all = The question whether at farrow- | ing time the sow should be left to] her own devices, or assisted in any % way in taking ¢harge of the: pigs until the birth is complete is: much debated : by pig-breeders. : Bhe: should certainly be, watched. In many cases the sow farrows during the night and is found with | her pigs all wight and comfortable} in the morning, but it is not always 80, and not a few sacrificed sows are the result of a want of a cap- |= able attendant. ' 5 If the sow has farrowed all right,| she should be fed in much the same| way as during the closing days of | estation. Tt is a great m ed for milk before farrowing, and stuff or milk-pro ducing food immediately afterward «The inexperienced br: he must' brace up. "i'plenty of good food to 'Imand on her system DIGNITY AND IMPUDENCE. Bweep---'Hi, Matey, just-give' a lift 'ontem me shoulder bag--1I don't want to drop it! i 1 this 'plenty of milk on wl bs can grow and thrive, Th istake to] JB

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