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Durham Chronicle (1867), 15 Feb 1912, p. 8

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*WWXXWWWWW-flé g Large Sales Small Profits 3 imékicumis’ WEEKLY NEWS§ EIGHT. DURHAM CHRONICLE. 9.7%" ? ?%C""§c¥fl‘ :1; . A ~3"}; 21.1%.] THE SECRET 0f PAUL EARLEY aKm to a playful paternal acuon he leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. “Good-bye, take care of yourself. I shan’t be home to lunch, but I’ll be back in good time to dress for dinner; Sir Thomas likes his last feed in the day punctual.” - A c ‘ I-Ic disappeared, pulled the door nearly to, then suddenly thrust his head back in the room, a twinkle in his grey eyes. "11 l shoult‘ happen to come across HL'NI er in my perambulations, as I to beam .1119 an anticipatory brother-in- 1a "'3 he asked; “or am I to assume a stern, stolid cast of countenance, such as I belie c is necessary to nip bud- ding hopes in their infancy?” LuuVJ I (1116;; uppco u; Lllwll .u “Neither," she said, blushing a lit- tle; "pretend you don’t know any- thing about it." "oan't. do mat.” he protested; “the fellow knows i had his letter this morning. I'll say we are thinking it overfi’ “Feiix, moment. I know you .5; 'b' morning. I'll say we are thinking it overf’ “Feiix, :29. moment. I know you can’t stop now, but tell me, do you think it worth while .to entertain the idea at all?” “Well, Agnes,” he said, coming back' and closing me door, “that is for you to decide. You must follow the dic- tates of your own heart, my dear. From my point of View Jack Hunter} is a splendid fellow, a man of. good, sound, soud principles, a clever, skil- £le surgeon, and one who has made a bit of money at his pr lesson. The last recommendation will be of service to him when he comes into the title at his uncle's death; he will be able to Wear his honors with some assump- tion of dignity and style. 1. am pretty sure Jack would make an excellent husband, but you must remember, Agnes, thirty years is rather a Vast disparity to bridge, and requires some careful pondtring. Think it over for a day or so, child, then come and talk it over with me.” The door closed with a substantial echo; he was gone for good this time, and Agnes was left with her house- wife’s duties and a motley host of thoughts that one short October day had no chance of disentangling. Nor was she any nearer the solution of her own love affairs or Paul’s strange pre- dicament when at nightfall, wrapped in a large fur cloak and a knitted tam- Q’-shanter pulled over her bronze hair, Felix helped her into the dogcart, and they drove away laughing and chat- ting to Weyberne Hall. ._- blue LV Iv v; NV.--V -__. _ It was a merry party which sat down to enjoy the hospitality of Sir Thomas's board. The ball, of course, was the chief topic of conver- sation, although there was some ex- traneous matter worthy of discussion. For instance, the approaching wedding in the Hargrave family; and Miss Pa- tricia Primrose had become engaged to Hubert Graham after twenty years of devotion and romantic wooing. As an inevitable result. of this miraculous event the barrister was in a festive mood, in the seventh heaven of de- light, and unable in his great bliss to let his eyes rove far from his lady- love’s dark piquant face as she sat smiling and (laintily sipping a glass of. Chartreuse. Anthony Pelham was present. 1t| was his first dinner out since his ill-i ness, and he sat leaning back in his chair, a look of calm repose and in- effable happiness on his pale boyish face. Judith was next him, kept busy answering questions anent the Larch- es . He was not strong and his voice was low, hardly above a whisper, and Julith had perforce to bend continu- ously in his direction to catch the multiplicity of feeble queries he plied her with. Felix apparently was cheer- ful enough, and in his kindly dis- posed way was endeavoring to take a righteous interest in a game called “Strokelet,” which Miss Hay, the vicar’s daughter, was describing, as- suring him it bid in the future to rival ping pong. Everyone was happy and in buoyant spirits save Paul. and he sat beside Agnes frowning and silent, impatiently waiting an oppor- tunity to whisper a desire that she would somehow contrive to give him five minutes alone later on. The scalloped oysters, the soup, and the fish had already come and gone, and no convenient season had yet ar- rived. One reason was because Felix sat opposite to him, and whenever Miss Hay did not engage his atten- tion he watched his pretty sister and her gloomy partner. The roast beef, broiled fowls. and well-seasoned salad were in time removed, and were fol- lowed by the sweet and delicately- t’lavored ices. and Paul was getting restive. The lapse of another ten min- utes found him toying with a morsel of gruyers and a dry biscuit. when a lull came in the general buzz of con- versation, and Mr. Graham, dragging his reluctant eyes from Miss Patricia‘s charms, looked across the table and pointedly addressed him: _-:A.L mu! v- â€"â€"_ “I’ve been so taken up with my own good fortune,” he said, his coun- tenance aglow with pride and triumph, “that I’ve not found'time to offer you my felicitations. Only last evening I was saying to myâ€"to Miss Primrose that I wondered what there country gentlemen were about to allow such a brilliantly, beautiful creature as our recent hostess to remain widowed.” “Are ‘you speaking to me ?" Paul asked, staring at him through his glit- tering eyeglasses. ' . “Yes,” he said, smiling. “I offered you my congratulations on the mar- riage arranged between you and Mrs. Wycherly” f‘Who has arranged a marriage be- tween us?” he asked, attempting a smile and succeeding most unplea- santly. “Who? Why you yourself I should imagine. I venture to think no one else would interfere in the matter.” “How did such an interesting piece of intelligence come to your know- ledge?” he asked, biting his lip, and twisting his long fingers round his wine-glass. _ ‘7- AL m0___ 'V luv â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" “I read it in the paper in the Times, this morning. You are Paul Farley, of New York, eh?”_ Continued from page 7. V'fvhemstein of the wineglass snapped in two. He caught the upper half, emptied the wine into a tumbler, and removed the broken pieces from the cloth to his plate. The lull around the table had drifted into silence. a deadly silence. All eyes were turned expect- antly on his white face: he opened his lips to speak, thought better of it, and held his peace. “I beg your pardon if I have been too premature," Graham said, feeling he had somehow 2:01 his foot into an uncomfortable ruck, “but. seeing it ad- vertised, I thought the engagement was signed, sealed, all Settled up, duly stamped, and the state of affairs pub- lic property. Have you not seen the paper?“ ‘9 “Not to-day . This is the first I’ve heard of it, and 1 think there must be some mistalâ€"zo. I don’t believe I have the dialing-111111 01‘ being the only Paul Farley in 111.9 S1'z11c “The '1111‘ E1 .‘111.1-111"G11al1am said, shortly. 11117110111 1‘::11l1e1 augumem. vvâ€" -v “The T111 3° Janms Graham said, ~10 shortly. 1111110111 1:21111e1 a1gumen1. When the papa 111119.. he found the place, 1011111. .1 and passed it ac1.:s the 1:11). e 13 Paul.1â€"ie read the pa1ag1aph .-e\e;al 11111635 01m. and finaliy 111‘C;;\(1 i: 1.11 the rise-1‘ aside him. ' dancu “Cl AVA 5v- } slipped it into the Squire's hand, ‘ walked to the hall/door, pulled it wide ' back, and looked out. at the night. A few minutes of intense quietude en- sued before Judith stirred. made an inarticulate sound in her throat, then spoke clearly, in a weak. querulous tone. "az'hat. is it?” she asked .an impu‘se of curiosity flickering among her heavy thoughts. “Why. the. heat of the room, my dear, turned you a little faint.” Lady "WWW“ said soothingly. “I am ‘_l__ .-¢(A.| _â€"â€".-â€"â€"â€"â€". " _. boi suppose so." he said. in a limp, nerve- less way. ”I mean I reallyâ€"” , 13-4.- ‘\5~-~' ‘Vw Whatever he was about to repudiate or acknowledge was never uttered, for Judith, who had been gazing at him with white face and frightened eyes. gave a little cry, swayed. forward, then sideways, awooned. and fell with an ugly thud to the flogr. . ~ “ “A‘:-o ;“ “0.4 ~““_ - “Keep your seat, Pelham,” Felix in- sisted, springing up and pressing An- thony back into his seat. “I’ll see to Judith.” U .9..- He carried her out, and placed her in a chair in the hall, where the door was ajar, and the night Wind blew straight in from among the bending: creaking trees. Lady Hargrave, her silken skirts raised and hung over one arm, followed. and Paul, who held the door open for her to pass out, went also. “,A‘_‘: Mr. Peter Ramage, and the Ed- itor of this great family journal, were in Men Sound on Friday last. attending a Press meeting. Mrs. Herb. Ohittick, of Lamlash. Visited in town for a few days. Mrs. A. C. Beaten has returned to her home at Strathlcona, Alta, after visiting the Ritchie family for rhhe [past couple of months. on Thursday, and is taking up residence in Ottawa. Miss A. Brynn, recently of Que- bec. formerly of Birmingham, Eng- land, is at present the guest of . Big Clearing Sale of Mid-Winter Millinery We have a. number of stylish trimmed hats V are offering 313 a very low price, almost all colors, i eluding: a number of black velvet toques and hats. “Smelling sa cally. w. She loolzed about her, distressed. for the moment she had no idea where to search. Paul remembered seeing Miss Primrose sniff at a violet cut- glass bottle during dinner, and he turned quietly back to the room and asked her for it. Without a word he ...... LAMA f1 Every hat must. go at this sale commencing SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 3rd. It Will pay you to see these bargain hats. “Yesâ€"noâ€"â€"-I don't knowâ€"eat least uncle, Jrohn Bryan, and family. statement is not correct, jovial friend given to prac- has been playing tricks 5 PERSONAL. have alarmed poor An lts?" Felix asked laconi- Miss Dick 0t correct. DURHAM JUNIORS 5 MARKDALE INTERMEDIATES 3 The exhibition hockey match in the rink here on Tuesday {night be- tween the Durham Juniozrs and the Markdale Intermediate Northern League team, resulted in a Win for the Dulrhams. by 5 to 3. It Was advertised as a hockey match. but from the start of the contest, Markdale put up the dirtiest kind of a game, tripping and slugging being their chief accomplishments. As flaile-rs and Ichcppers, they are some team, but l? a9 ho«ck‘eyistsâ€"-â€"! !)‘?¥“$% 1‘? :bang! Gilfillan, of ,Mar-kdale, was the man with the bell, and: he sure is some referee. Space, and common decency will not permit us! to ex- press an opinion. but he was just about as much use for a referee as a ripe egg for a weak stom- ach. Had he done his duty, the Markdale team would have played their game on the fence, or else have been forced to play hockey, and not tum the ice into a ver- ,itable bull-pen. Everything considered, it is more than mazr'vellous how our boys got a look-in at all. and they deserve more credit in this victorv than in any other game this season. But somehow or otehr. these fake-refereed games don’t taste just right. even if your side does get the‘ big end of the score. It is to be hoped that the Markdale team will practise up a bit. and learn some of the rudi- ments of the game before they .I play another match. Or, if it’s iust plain, everyday slugging, checking into the boards. and general rough-house Work, We {will {have to scrape up a bunch "big enough «to use their brute strength on them. , We Went to the rink‘ on Tuesdav night to see a hockey match be- tween the Markdale intermediate Northern League team and the Durham Juniors. What we saw was a bunch of boys trying to stave off the dirty, rough-house tactics of a bunch of menâ€"and a referee. who stood idly by and let [them do it. And the bullies got trimmed. With half a show, the Durhams would have done it y worse. “’Nuf sed.” A.NY PERSON who is the sole head .of a family, or any maie over 18 years old, may homestead a quartersection of available Dom- inion land i_n Manitoba, Saskatch- ewan or Alberta. The applicant must appear in person at the Donâ€" inio-n Lands Agency, or Sub-agency for the district. Entry by proxy may be made at any agency,- on certain conditions by father, moth- er. son, daughter, brother or sister of intending homesteader. Dutiesâ€"Six months7 reSidence upon and cultivation of the land in each of three years. A home- steader may live withiq nine miles of his homestead on a. farm of at least 80 acres solely owned- and oc- cupied by him or by his father. mother, son, daughter, brother or sister. SYNOPSIS OF CANADIAN NORTH WEST LAND REGULATIONS. In oerrtain districts a homestead- er in (good standing may preempt a quarter section alongside his homestead. Price $3.00 per acre. Dutiesâ€"Must reside upon the homestead or pre-emption six months in each of six years from date of homestead entry iinclud- ing the time required to earn homestead patent) and cultivate fifty acre-s extra. A. homesteader who has exhaust- ed !his homestead right and cannot obtain a pre-emption may enter for a purchased homestead in certain districts. Price $300 per“ acre. Duties â€"Must reSide six mopths in each of three years, cul- tivate fifty acres and erect ahouso worth $300. 00. W. W. CORY. Depmty of the Minister or the Interior. N.B.-â€"Unau‘tb;orized publicatio: of this advertisement will not b1 paid «for. . .. February 15th, 1912. 111’

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