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Ne o } s § A few of them, who came from a} distance, were to spend that night at Edenvale House; and there was to bel a quiet, early party to amuse them. | Margaret Pole, to do her justice, was invaluable to poor Muriel, who would have found these young ladies a serious charge, had it not been for her intervention. ©Look, my dear," she said, with the softened manner that had stayed by her ever since that memorable day in Rome,"you needn‘t worry about them; I‘ll take on myself to see that they are well amused. We are going round the garden now, and, meanwhile, you are to lie on the sofa in the library and rest. No one will trouble you threre, as the room will not be wantâ€" ed toâ€"morrow; and you are so pale, ‘you really frighten me. If any one inâ€" quires for you, I‘ll make the proper excuses, and they will all understand your absence perfectly." So saying, Margaret Pole went off to her selfâ€"imposed duties, and left Muriel to the quiet rest she so much needed. 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The old man looked at the frank, fearless, sorrowful young face; and if his scrutiny was keen, it was not unâ€" kindly. He ushered her into a small, dark room, looking on to the river. There was a table, one chair, and an old oak chest. Anything more bare and desolate could hardly be conceivâ€" ed, and Muriel shuddered a little, as she took the seat he pointed out, and })rought her glance back again to his ace. "Ay, ay, but we are coming to that. Em old, miss; and if I am hurried, my thoughts get in a muddle. I must take my time for what I am going to say,or I shall begin at the wrong end, maybe. You don‘t look like a happy bride, lass," he concluded abruptly. Muriel advanced, smiling, intent upâ€" on demonstrating that she was quite above any such weakness as this. "You say you have wanted to see me for some time, Jacob ?" * Muriel started, while a flush of feelâ€" ing dyed her cheeks, and then receded, leaving her ghastly pale. ___ e "This is not what you had to tell me, I presume," she said at last, huskily, but with a certain dignity. . "Nay, if it was but that, which all the world may know for the trouble of ‘looking, I wouldn‘t have brought you even an inch out of â€"your way, 19¢ 29¢ 19¢ 20¢ 10¢ 69¢ 29¢ 9R 19¢ 16c 2C C Junction 5500 Pepsodent Tooth Paste 30c White Pine and Tar Fruitatives Carter‘s Liver Pills 14c Special ! 15c Envelopes Bisurated Magnesia 49%¢ Pertussin Beecham Pills 17c Regular 25¢ 2 for 29¢ 25c Pad The Two for Recgular 50c Regular 60c Regular 50c Pond‘s Creams Waterâ€" bury‘s Kotex 46c 39c 60c 20c 30c 25¢ THE TIMES AND GUIDE, WESTON he fancied that he had some power over it, he must certainly be the vicâ€" tim of a delusion, and to entertain the notion for a minute would be rank folly. She cast it f1r0m her while she Cmm flandstaninte sn "Do you mean that you want to do me some good?" Muriel asked, with a faint thrill of hope. And then her heart sank again, when she reflected how impossible it was that old Jacob Long could help her. Her fate was decided now, and beyond remedy. If £A000 * fo oo inee m es was awaiting his slow answer, which came after a while, but seemed, even then, quite irrelevant. "Do you crave after rank and fold ? Would you sell yourself for the sake of wearing diamonds and being called ‘my lady‘ ?" “No"’ a "Will you swear that you haven‘t helped make this marriage, by so much even as a smile?" . «;‘6}; Jacob!" exclaimed Muriel, shocked at his vehemence, "how has he harmed you ?" _ l A But I‘m neither a fool nor a meddler, though some folks would tell. you it might be a good thing if I was no worse. But it‘s because I‘ve done some harm in my life. I want to do a little good, too, before I die, just for the fun of the thing," he added, with a grim smile. s PE Mess Om ny peanart "Because I want an answer, right down and straightforward, lass. Harâ€" ken to me!" and his black brows gathâ€" ered themselves threatingly over his intense eyes. "I hate that man yonâ€" derâ€"that strutting peacock, who thinks himself so grand in his borrowâ€" ed plumes! I‘d ruin him, body and soul, if I could, and sleep the soundâ€" er at nights for knowing he had his deserts." 7 all "If you take his part from love, I have done," answered the old man, in a tone of sullen resolution. "If you was my child, I‘d sooner see you in your grave than married to that fine lord," and Jacob‘s voice was full of almost passionate irony. "But some folks don‘t object to borrowed plumes, as long as they are becoming. Only you should have told me the truth at first, and I‘d have held my peace." _ "I could swear that, I dare say, if it were necessary. But why do you ask me such odd questions, Jacob?" _ Muriel Meets Captain Chereney "Why should I tell you my secrets ?" Muriel asked old Jacob haughtily. "My marriage with Lord Ampthill is so near and so certain that I am alâ€" most as much bound to be loyal to him as if I were already his wife. I don‘t suppose you would understand this, but you might have guessed, I think, that, whatever my feelings were toâ€" ward his lordship, I should not be likely to confess them to you." _ "So it seems," replied Muriel angriâ€" ly. "You have, certainly, the opporâ€" tunity, but you do not choose to take advantage of it." _ "Just as you like," returned old Jaâ€" cob, in a surly tone. "Only, don‘t blame me for what happens. TI‘d have served you if I could, if only for the sake of balking him." . No matter," said the old man, an obstinate tightness about his "I dare say my lord has let you his secrets." But, even as she spoke, there came‘ back to her â€"certain words he had let slip involuntarily, now and thenâ€"‘ words which suggested some mystery and betokened a remorseful sense of his own shortcomings. He had always! exerted himself to erase from Muriel‘s mind any suspicions these admissionsl might have caused, and at the timeI she had felt satisfied. | "I was not aware that he had secrets," replied Muriel haughtily But now, reviewing the question dispassionately with herself, she found that an uneasy impression had reâ€" mained behind, of which she had not been aware until old Jacob had enâ€" lightened her. Jacob was shrewd and penetrating, and saw, by the sudden change that came over Muriel‘s pale face, that she had spoken in haste, and repented of her words as soon as they had passed her lips. He had no_ resentment against the girl. He recognized her as a passive instrument in unserupuâ€" lous hands the unconscious cause of a great wrong, which she would have been the first to shrink from in horâ€" ror if she had known all. But so long as she withheld the information he demanded, he had no power to enâ€" lighten her. With all his faults, he dared not forget the solemn oath he had pledged to one more interested by far in the question than himself. "©You have nothing more to say to me, I suppose?" Muriel added, after a long, reflective pause; and she moved uneasily to evade the persistent seruâ€" tiny of those keen, piercing eyes. "I must be going home." If Muriel had been less loyalâ€"if she would have confessed that this marriage had been. wellâ€"nigh forced upon her, and the very thought of it was terribleâ€"Jacob might have resâ€" cued her yet. But the girl‘s pride and delicacy deterred her from making such a confession to a man like this, and so she suffered him to believe that she loved Lord Ampthill rather than stoop so low as to undeceive him. His face softened a little; she was so innocent and fair he had it in his heart to tell her all he knew now, from sheer pity. if he had dared; for Muriel‘s utterâ€"silence had not deceived him. He could have sworn it was no happy bride who sat there, and that the horror of the coming sacrifice was resting like a dead weight on her young heart. â€" His lips twitched convulsively; the wild, dark eyes grew fierce and deâ€" fiant, and striking his fist suddenly down on the table, he called out, with a mighty oath, that he would not hold his peace. At this moment the door opened, and Captain Cheveney stood on the threshold. "Jacob!" he cried, in stern reproach, "what is this ?" "You‘ve come just in time," replied Jacob, suddenly cooling down, and wiping off the huge beads of perâ€" spiration that had gathered thick on his forehead; "just in time. I should have had it all out, Master Herbert, every word of it, if you had not showâ€" ed yourself at the right minute. Look at her," and he pointed to Muriel, who, white and shrinking before, now flushed scarlet, and hid her burning face in her hands. "If she and you was to be married toâ€"morrow, should you feel satisfied of her love, if she carried such a face as that ?" _ "«You have no right to speak in this way!" â€" exclaimed Muriel, _ almost fiercely, stung to.the quick at such an CHAPTER XXX with lips. into accusation before Captain Cheveney, who might supose that she was still inconsolable for his loss. And then she added, with natural pique and supâ€" pressed bitterness: "How should all this interest Captain Cheveney? I am not in the habit of carrying my heart on my sleeve, I hope, and I might love Lord Ampthill very â€"dearly without thinking it necessary to inform him, or you, of the fact." SsONGS OF THE (A dream of Home) Last night I laid me down to sleep, The night was cold and dq*eary, I fell into a slumber deep, The plough had made me weary. I dreamt unto my childhood‘s home I back again had wandered, Through boyhood‘s scenes again to roam, Where early life I squandered. At length my cot appeared in view Beside the winding river, Oh! how that spot did me pursue In all my wanderings ever, The blooming orchard at its side My aged father planted, Where e‘re I crossed the ocean wide My earliest songs I chanted. I travelled up the windin~ lane, Yet thought (though ‘twas enchantâ€" To view the scenes of youth again) I wandered o‘er the daisied braes, Where bright the broom was bloomâ€" ng, The golden furze seemed in a blaze, My sunny path illuming, The feathered choir sang nature‘s praise Among the shady bowers. And buzzed the bee in Phoebus‘ rays Among the honeyed flowers. That something there was wanting, For as the cottage I dreéew near No one was there to greet me, With smiling face no sister dear Came bounding out to meet me. Cruel fate expected joy denied: The old home was deserted, No parents kind stood by my side, No, they had long departed, Had like a vision past away Like flowers of summer perished, The aged pair with heads of grey, Those kindly hearts I cherished. There in the cottage of my birth, With the same roof tree o‘er me, I stood a wandered on the earth With no one to adore me. On alien scenes oppressed with care I‘d been a weary ranger, Yet never shed a tear till there I stood a lonely stranger. O‘er by the old churchyard I sped, Where gentle winds were sighing, Their mournful dirges o‘er the dead In death‘s dark region lying, There on a little stone I read, Where dewâ€"steeped trees were weepâ€" ing, f Down in their cold and narrow bed There was the place my mother sat, There oft my sire stood churning, But hushed was all the merry chat. No hearthfire there was burning, The merry children there that played Had parted all for ever, Some fzzir to foreign climes had strayâ€" ed, And some had crossed the river. Two side by side were sleeping. T CANADA »â€" CHEVROLET {PONTIAC M°LAUGHLINâ€"BUICK LA SALLE Canadian BuyersProfit by Canada‘s Export Trade LARGY PLOUGHMAN IN the distant reaches of Britain‘s farâ€"flung empire you will find General Motors cars, built in Canada by Canadian craftsmen, from Canadian materials. In five years over 110,000 autoâ€" mobiles have been sent overseas by General Motors of Canada to carry the standard of Canadian quality around the world. This represents a truly imporâ€" tant contribution to Canada‘s export trade. It represents millions of dollars to be spent in wages to Canadian workmen, in the purchase of Canadian metals, wood, hides and Home Office and Factories: OSHAWA, ONTARIO O life I cried (and wiped a tear) Thou art a journey dreary, If there‘s mno native home to chee A wandered ‘old and weary. I sat me down upon a stone, A while in silence pondered On golden days for ever gone, Then westward home I wandered SAM CONNOR, So great was the interest in the Frenchâ€"Canadian Folksong Fesâ€" tival at Quebec and in the Scottish Music Festival and Highland Gathâ€" ering at Banff, that the Canadian Pacific has decided to repeat both these Festivals next year, with the prospect of establishing them as anâ€" nual gatherings. The Folkâ€"music competition announced forâ€" next year‘s Festival at Quebec has reâ€" sulted in requests from composers all over the world for particulars, with the result that Frenchâ€"Canaâ€" dian melodies are being studied by a great number of composers. As a further evidence of its desire to promote an interest in folksong and its associated music, the Canaâ€" dian Pacific has decided to organize two additional Festivals for 1928. One of these will be a New Canadian and Handicraft Festival at Winniâ€" peg, in which immigrant races from northern Europe will be invited to demonstrate the national music of the countries from which they came #o western Canada and to display ‘C.P.R. Plans Two New Musical Festivals T,:t::::;;:_ "':"""3 We f >°“° h“‘s, 166. cad OLDSMOBILE â€"OaAKLAND Tore? JCADILLAC _ GENERAL MOTORS TRUCK A‘nd it represents a greatly augâ€" mented production of General Motors of Canada, resulting in lower costs of manufacture, in economies of purchasing, in greater savings of time and labor through greater volume. the countless other materials entering into the manufacture of General Motors cars. Thus, because in India, in Egypt, in Malta, Ceylon or South Africa, someone is buying a General Motors car from Canada, General Motors can offer to you, in Canâ€" ada, a product of higher quality at a lower price than otherwise possible. Brampton. cheer Thoughtful â€" > Macdonaldâ€"I dinna ken why Sandy laid over on his side when he, saw the steam roller about to run â€" over him. It was verra peculiar. y _ MacPhersonâ€"Aweel, he wanted his pants pressed for the funeral, and was afraid the creases would be the wrong way. specimens of the handicrafts at which they are so skilled. The summer solstice is associated with folkâ€"festivals of nearly every Euroâ€" pean race and on account of that June has been selected as the most appropriate time for this gatherâ€" ing. The other Festival will be devoted to Sea music and will take piace at Vancouver in tlme early fall. Vancouver is a world port notable for the variety of its seaâ€" craft with many old seamen familiar with sea chanteys. Other Festiva‘s at other suitable points are also beâ€" ing planned by the Canadian Pacific, which has appointed Harold Eustace Key, conductor of the Mendelssohn Choir of Montreal, as Musical Director of these Festivals. Mr. Key will also have supervision of music at Canadian Pacific Hotels. Mr. Key has made a reputation in Canada as Conductor, Composer, Lecturer and Organist and is an authority on choral mus‘c and singâ€" ing. Educated at Follin~ton Colâ€" ‘ege, London, the City of London School, and the Guildhall School of Music, he came to Canada after the war, ~having served in France. Since 1920 he has beer organist of Emmanuel Church, Montreal. In 1923 Mr. Key founded the Menâ€" delssohn Choir and brought it to the highest state of efficiency. _ _ > WEDNESDAY, NOV. 16, 1927 GMâ€"528B