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McTavish, the two commission- ers appointed to inquire into the fire which destroyed the Parliament Build- ings, reported “that there are many circumstances connected with the fire to lead to a strong suspicion of in- ctendiarism, especially in View of the fat'l that the evidence is clear that no one was smoking in the reading room for some time previous to the outbreak of the fire. and also to the fact that the fire could not have occurred from defective electric wires. Your commis- sioners feel very strongly that it might b+ possible at a later date to obtain ex dence which they cannot reach at present time, which might establish beyond question whether this fire was incendiary or accidental, and would 3:21111bly suggest that this report be treated as an interim report, and that the commission be left open.” Change Berlin’s Name The electors of Berlin, Ontario, vot- wl on Friday in favor of wiping the name of the Prussian capital off the tin nadian map, by a majority of eighty- one. in one of the hardest-fought and most exciting elections ever waged. The vote was the largest ever record- ed. there being a total of 1,569 for Hanging the name of the city and 1185 against. Twelve out of twenty- r1: roe polling divisions gave majorities l1“: favor. The victory was celebrated with wild enthusiasm and an an- ll('»'L.lIl('elllent was wired King George. The new name has yet to be selected. ,7 By a vote of 40 to 17 Premier Bor- den and his followers in the Commons aimed down late on Saturday night, after an all-day debate, marked by a most acrimonious exchange between Sir Sam Hughes and Mr. F. B. Car- vell. the motion of Mr. D. D .McKen- zie {North Cape Breton) to refer to the Meredith-Duff Commission the charges made by the Auditor-General in regard to the sale, on the authority of the Minister of Militia, of $60,000 worth of Ross rifle ammunition to J. Wesley Allison. Bothering Turcoâ€"Huns \The General Officer Commanding in Egypt reported on Friday that British ships. aeroplanes and seaplanes suc- cessfully bombarded E1 Arish, an im- portant post on the enemy line of communications from Syria to Egypt, on the morning of May 18. The ships bombarded the forts southwest of the town and are believed to have re- duced it to ruins. PAGE SIX. 80K tu {dent-Col. William Renmcx mar- shall. who succeeded Meat-Col. J .A. Currie. M.£’., In command of the 15th (Toronto Highland) Battalion, was killed in action on Friday, according Ottawa Fire Incendiary ‘? dc the men of an Edmonton bat- withstood the withering bom- m. the Germans during a 1:. :14}: and n ell into the dark- ' 3%: e evening, clinging to their (1 trenches with grim determin- 114 then springing alert to meet :oming enemy infant1y attack, in a communication from the 3:1 general representative at :11. Under Lieut. R. C. Arthurs, ;achment poured a heavy rifle .ehine gun fire into the advanc- similar anis, accounting for all the 2p: two, an officer and a ser- .0 managed to reach the trench. Lieut. Arthur's shot an: himself and the officer of H pert No Ammunition Probe isomer. Officers Ferrific death of Lieut. “Ted” .‘oronto battalion is re ucky young officer, his ;' by a shell While in any holding a crater, pf his battalion and his :cum‘ned to his wounds. 8 of individual heroism front William Renwick Marc 30(1 ed to have been 5 of preparation. ct another Verdun uqe Forces on he Austrian ve been EM t front. stated. cter of form and 'rom tal for 1111 )00 CHAPTER XX. Conclusion of the Quiet Afternoon. {IE three laughed bitingly in chorus. They jeered. derided. scoffed and raised an uproax which would have had its ef- fect upon much stronger nerves than Georgie‘s. For a time he contained his rising choler and chanted monot- onously over and over: “I could! I could too! 1 could! 1 could too!” 3111 their tumult wore upon him, and he de- cided to avail himself of the recent de- cision whereby a big H was rendered innocuous and unprofane. Having used the eXpl'eSSion once. he found it comforting and substituted it for “I could! I could too!” Badgered beyond bearing, his eyes shining with a wild light, he broke through the besieging trio, hurling little Maurice from his path with a frantic handa But it relieved him only temporarily. His tormentors were unaffected by it and increased their howlings until at last Georgie lost his head altogether. “I’ll show you!” he cried in this sud- den frenzy. “You give me a chance. and I’ll prove it right now!” “That’s talkin' business!” shouted Penrod. “Everybody keep still a min- uteâ€"everybody!” He took command of the situation at once, displaying a fine capacity for or- ganization and system. It needed only a few minutes to set order in the place of confusion and to determine, with the full concurrence of all parties, the con- ditions under which Georgie Basset! was to defend his claim’ by undergoing what may be perhaps intelligibly de- fined as the Herman test. Georgie de- clared he could do it easily. He was in a state of great excitement and in no condition to think calmly or proba- bly he would not have made the at- tempt at all. Certainly he was over- ‘confident. . It was during the discussion or the details of this enterprise that Georgie’s mother a short distance down the street received a few female callers, who came by appointment to drink a glass of iced tea with her and to meet the Rev. Mr. Kinosling. Mr. Kinosling‘ was proving almost formidably inter- esting to the women and girls of his own and other flocks. What favor ot his fellow clergymen a slight precious- ness of. manner and pronunciation cost him was more than balanced by the visible ecstasies of ladies. They blos- somed at his touch. He had just entered Mrs. Bassett’s front door when the son of the house, followed by an intent and earnest com- pany of four, opened the alley gate. and came into the yard The uncon~ sclous Mrs. Bassett was about to have her first experience of a fatal coinci- dence. It was her first, because she was the mother of a boy so well be- haved that he had become a proverb of transcendency. Fatal coincidences were plentiful in the Schofield and Williams families and would have been familiar to Mrs. Bassett had Georgie been permitted greater intimacy with Penrod and Sam. Mr. Kinosling sipped his iced tea and looked about him approvingly. Seven ladies leaned forward, for it was to be seen that he meant to speak. “This cool room is a relief,” he said. waving a graceful hand in a neatly limited gesture, which everybody’s eyes followed. his own included. “It is a relief and a retreat. The windows open, the blinds closedâ€"that is as it should be. It is a retreat, a fastness, a bastion against the heat’s assault. For me a quiet roomâ€"a quiet room and a book. a volume in the hand, held lightly between the fingersâ€"a volume of poems, lines metrical and cadenced. something by a sound Victorian. We have no later poets." “Swinburne?” suggested Miss Beam. an eager spinster. “Swinburne. Mt. Kinosling? Ah. Swinburne!” “Not Swinburne,” said Mr. Kinosllng Swinburne. Miss~Beam retired In confusion be- th1 another lady, and somehow there :beâ€"ctâ€"lme diflnsedi an impression that Miss Beam was erotic. “I do not observe your manly little son.” Mr. Kinosling addressed hb “He’s out playing in the yard." urn. Bassett returned. “I heard his voice just now. I think." “Everywhere I hear wonderful re- portsothnn."sa1d Mr. Kinsonng. “I may say that I understand boys. and I feelthatheisarare,aflne.apure.a lofty spirit. I say spirit. for spirit II the word I hear spoken of him." A chorus of enthusiastic approbation afirmed the_ accuracy of this W That concluded all the remarks about c\\\\“‘,‘[””?"“l/:mz ““3! HI |\ tron. and Mrs. Bassett flushed With pleasure. Georgia’s spiritual perfection was demonstrated by instances of It related by the visitors. His piety was cited. and wonderful things be had said mere quoted. “Not all boys are pure, of fine spirit, of high mind," said Mr. Kinosling, and continued with true feeling: “You have a neighbor, dear Mrs. Bassett, Whose household I indeed really feel it quite impossible to visit until such time when better. firmer. stronger handed, more determined discipline shall pre- vail. 1 [ind Mr. and Mrs. Schofield and their daughter charming, but”â€" 'l‘hree or four ladies said "O '1" and Spoke a name simultaneously. it was as if they had said. “Oh, the bubonic plague!" plague!" “Oh: Penrod Sehotield!” “Georgie does not play with him.” said Mrs. Bassett quickly-“that is. he avoids him as much as he can Without hurting Penrod‘s feelings. Georgie is very sensitive to giving pain. 1 sup- pose a mother should not tell these things, and 1 know people who talk about their own children are dreadful bores. but it was only last Thursday night that Georgie looked up in my face so sweetly after he had said his prayers. and his little cheeks flushed as he said: “Mamma, I think it would be right for me to go more with Pen- rod. 1 think it would make him a bet- ter boy.” A sibilance went about the room. “Sweet! How sweet! The sweet lit- tle soul. Ah. sweet!" “And that very afternoon.” contin- ued Mrs. Bassett, “hq had come home in :1 dreadful state. Penrod had thrown tar all over him.” “Your son has a forgiving spirit,” said Mr. Kinosling. with vehemence; “a too forgiving spirit perhaps.” He set down his glass. “No more, I thank you. No more cake, I thank you. Was it not Cardinal Newman who said”â€" He was interrupted by the sounds or an altercation just outside the closed blinds of the Window nearest him. “Let him pick his tree.” It was the voice of Samuel Williams. “Didn’t we come over here to give him one of his own trees? Give him a fair show, can’t you?” “The little lads!" Mr. Kinosling smiled. “They have their games, their outdoor sports. their pastimes. The young muscles are toughening. The sun will not harm them. They grow, they expand, they learn. They learn fair play, honor, courtesy, from one another as pebbles grow round in the brook. They learn more from them- selves than from us. They take shape, form, outline. Let them.” “Mi‘. Kinosling!” Another spinsterâ€" undeterred by What had happened to Miss Beam-leaned far forward, her face shining and ardent. “Mr. Ki- nosling, there’s a question I do wish to ask you.” -. n- -- "Q VV “Wâ€" v _ “My dear Miss Cosslit,” Mr. Ki- noslipg responded. again waving his hand and watching it. “I am entirely at your disposal.” I - a A-.. '0' ”VWâ€" ~ . “Was Joan of Arc," she asked fer. vently, “inspired by spigits?” 'V" V'av - He smiled indu'lgently. “Yesâ€"and no.” he said. “One must give both answers. One must give the answer, yes; one must give the answer, no.” ._ __- “‘2; ‘vâ€"v, vâ€"_ v “Oh. thank you!” said Miss Cosslit, blushing. “She’s one of my great en- thusiasms, you know.” “And I have a question, too,” urged Mrs. Lora Rewbush after a moment’s hasty concentration. “I’ve never been able to settle it for myself, but now”- “Yes?” said Mr. Kinosling encouragâ€" “It depends upon the student,” re- plied the oracle, smiling. “One must not look for linguists everywhere. In my .own especial caseâ€"it one may cite oneself as an exampleâ€"I found no gfifi'nd' insurmountnble. difficulty in mastering, 1n conquering either.” “And may I ask one?” ventured Mrs. Bassett. “.Do you think it is right to wear egrets '2" “There are marks of quality, of caste, of social distinction,” Mr. Kinoslingbe- gan, “which must be permitted. allow- ed, though perhaps regulated. Social distinction, one observes, almost inva- riably implies spiritual distinction as well. Distinction of circumstances is accompanied by mental distinction. Distinction is hereditary. It descends from father to son, and it there is one thing more true than ‘like father, like w u -v-v son.’ it is”-â€"â€"he howed gallantly to Mrs; Bassettâ€"‘it is ‘like mother, like son.’ What these good ladies have said this afteran of your”: 7 smote upon {he mm instant. Them an ear: the voice 0: THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. Georgie, painfully shrill and penetrat- ing. fraught with protest and protract- ed strain. His plain words consisted of the newly sanctioned and disinfect- ed curse with a big E. With an ejaculation of horror Mrs. Bassett sprang to the window and threw open the blinds. Georgie's back was disclosed to the View of the tea party. He was en- deavoring to ascend a maple tree about twelve feet from the window. Em- bracing the trunk with arms and leg‘S. he had managed to squirm to a point just above the heads of Penrod and Herman, who stood close by, watching him earnestly, Penrod being obviously in charge of‘tbe performance. Across the yard were Sam Williams and Man- rice Levy. acting as a jury on the question of voice power. and it was to a (oomplaint of theirs that Georgie had just replied. “That‘s right. Georgie." said I’enrod encmn'uging‘ly. “They can too hear you. Let llor :0?” “Going to luâ€"mvmli" sliriel-zet'l Georgia. Squirmin heaven. 1 , Mr. Kinosling, feeling that his pres- ; ence as spiritual adviser was demand- 3 ed in the yard, followed with greater 1 dignity through the front door. At 3 the corner of the house a small de- parting figure collided with him vio- : lently. It was Penrod. tactfully With- drawing from what promised to be a family scene of unusual painfulness. “Going to heaven!“ Georgie bellow- ed. “Gping to heaven! Going to heaven, my Lord! Going to heaven. heaven, heaven!” He tried to climb higher, but began to slip downward, his exertions caus- ing damage to his apparel. A button flew into the air, and his knickerbock- ers and his waistband severed rela- tions. "Devil’s got my coattails, sinners! Old devil’s got my coattails!” he an- nounced appropriately. Then he be- gan to slide. He relaxed his clasp of the tree and slid to the ground. “Going to â€"-â€"-â€"!" shrieked Georgie, reaching a high pitch of enthusiasm in this great climax. With a loud scream Mrs. Bassett threw herself out of the Window, alighting by some miracle upon her feet with ankles unsprained. Mr. Kinosling seized him by the shoulders and. giving way to emo- tion, shook him viciously. “You horrible boy!” exclaimed Mr. Kinosiing. “You ruffianly creature! Do you know what’s going to happen to you when you grow up? Do you realize what you’re going to be?” With flashing eyes the indignant boy made known his unshaken purpose. He shouted the reply: “A minister!” Twelve. ! HIS busy globe which spawns us is as incapable of flattery and as intent upon its own at- fair, whatever that is, as a gy~ roscope. It keeps steadily whirling along its lawful track, and, thus far seeming to hold a right of way, spins doggedly on, with no perceptible dimi- nution of speed to mark the most gi- gantic human events. It did not pause to pant and recuperate even when what seemed to Penrod its principal purpose was accomplished, and an enor- mous shadow, vanishing westward over its surface, marked the dawn of his twelfth birthday. if {Foâ€" be twelve is ah attainment worth the struggle. A boy, just twelve, is like a Frenchman just elected to the academy. Distinction and honor wait upon him. Younger boys show deference to a per- son of twelve. His experience is guar- anteed, his judgment, therefore, mel- low; consequently his influence is pro‘ found. Eleven is not quite satisfac- tory. It is only an approach. Eleven has the disadvantage of six, of nine- teen, of forty-four and of sixty-nine. But, like twelve, seven is an honorable age, and the ambition to attain it is laudable. People look forward to be- ing seven. Similarly, twenty is worthy,- and so, arbitrarily, is twenty-one; for‘ ty-five has great solidity; seventy is most commendable and each year thereafter an increasing honor. Thir- teen is embarrassed by the beginnings of a new colthood. The child becomes w-“ Dressing that morning, Penrod felt' that the world was changed from the world of yaterday. For one thing, he seemed to own more of. it. This day was his day. And it was a day worth owning. The midsummer sunshine, pouring gold through his window, came {youth But twelve is the very top of boyhood. pleasantly in his hair ag he leaned from the sill to watch the tribe of chattering blackbirds take wing, fol- lowing their leader from the trees in rhe yird to' the day’s work in the and: country. The blackbirds were his. as the sunshine and the breeze were his. for they all belonged to the day which was his birthday and therefore most surely his. Pride suffused him. He was twelve! . His father and his mother and Mar- apprehension. They were prone to look up in pathetic expectancy, as 11 their thought was, “What new awful- ness is he going to start now?” But this morning they laughed. Big moth: mm I at 5001 sky, "incl a breeze moved \‘( CHAPTER XXL LIVED?" sln‘ieked Georgie. mother inch. “Going to 1. heaven!" N‘ zipd attempts to at- 'nin uttm‘ly Geor- t'HI! zmwor of his :is «:wn (3:123 to all ‘~‘ {79.5on (‘uiic‘d in : nttt‘rv stand putri- rance into a room : brought a cloud of 3y were prone to 3 expecmncy, 8.3 it “What new awful- » start now?” But aughed- 111; 9°“? er rose and' kisséd him twelve So did Margaret And his father shouted: “W ell. _well! How’s the man?” Then his mother gave him a Bible and “The Vicar of Wakefield.” Marga- ret gave him email: of silver mounted hairbrushes, and his father gave him a “Pocket Atlas” and a small compass. “And now, Penrod.” said his mother after breakfast, “I’m going to take you out in the country to pay your birth- day respects to Aunt Sarah Grim.” Aunt Sarah Grim, Penrod’s great- aunt, was his oldest living relative. She was ninety, and when Mrs. Scho- field and Penrod alighted .from a car- riage at her gate they found her dig- ' g with a spade in the garden. “I’m glad you brought him.” she said. desisting from labor. “Jinny’s bak- ing a cake I’m going to send for his birthday party. Bring him in the house. I’ve got something for him.” She led the way to her “sitting room,” which had a pleasant smell. unlike any other smell. and opening the drawer of a shining old whatnot took therefrom a boy's “slingshot.” made of a forked stick, two strips of rubber and a hit of leather. “This isn‘t for you.” she said. plac- ing it in Penrod's eager hand. “No. It would break all to pieces the first time you tried to shoot it because it is thirty-five years old. I want to sendi it back to your father. I think it’s‘. time. You give it to him from me and 7 tell him I say I believe I can trust him with it now. 1 took it away from him thirtyfive years ago, one day aft- er he’d killed my best hen with it ac- cidentally and broken a glass pitcher on the back porch with itâ€"accidental~ ly. He doesn't look like a person who’s ever done things of that sort, and I suppose he‘s forgotten it so well that he believes he never did. but if you give it. to him from me 1 think he’ll remember. You look like him, Penrod. He was anything but a hand- some boy.” ' After this final hit of reminiscenceâ€" probably designed to be repeated to Mr. Schofieldâ€"she disappeared in the direction of the kitchen and returned 0.0906006000000009%.0999009 900096000OOOOOOOOOOQOOOOOQ {l I?! rlfi Illll'ln'll‘l [loll-i! "000909099009090099990990.ooooooooooooooooooooooooou Cheaper Than the Cheapest Opposite the 01d Stand W§M++++++~FW+N+ ++++++++fi+++++++m If possible I wish to dispose of my entire. stock before the end of the present year, and if prices at cost and below cost will move the buying public then our stock Will be sure to move. we are determined to get rid of it. so we advise you to see for yourself. g. ~ The stock consists of Dry Goods including, llannellets, blankets, woollen goods, men’s underwear. ladie's under- wear. men’s pants and overalls. ginglmnis. muslins and ladies’ and gent’s sweaters. Call and get 0111- anings sale prices. for you. ' Eggs :mc :0NTAR10 WIND ENGINE a}, and PUMP COMPANY ALL MUST BE SOLD S. SCOTT W. D. Connor Durham - 0n Manufacture the Cheapest and the Bes t P u m pin g Outfit oh the Market. 1 with a pitcher of lemonade and a blue i china dish sweetly freighted with flat ‘ ginger cookies of a composition that 3 was her own secnet. Then. having set I this collation before her guests, she 1 presented Penrod with a superb, in- i tricate and very modern machine of 1 destructive capacities almost limitless. 1 She called it a pocketlmire. 9 prices. There‘s money in it Eggs and Butter taken 3:: Cash “I suppose you’ll do something hor- rible with it.” she said composedly. “I hear you do that with everything. anyhow. so you might as well do it “Poured, aren't you the worst boy in town?" Seld by Continued on page 7. 25‘ 1916. Durham, Ontario Ontario