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School Boo ".4 School Bags Pencil Boxes Pens Pencils Exercise Books Slates Crayons Scribblers Paints. etc. You may expect our pr b: very moderate. A iditionally, you mav expect your childxen to he waited on m nmptly and courteously. we the kind you will find here. Every 900d thing for making school work easy. Druggist Central Drug Score G. T. R. Town Ticket Agency LABOR DAY statinns in Canada ezwt of Port 'th1111.tn Detroit and Port VHm'on, 1h..Bs1tf:1lo,Biaick R03k.N i1g:111:1 11~ and Suspension B! 11109 N. Y. raw-1:5 and full particulars on up- plic 1ti0n tn Aments. turn tickets will be issued 7 f_1-mu FARE AND ONE-THIRD I) ,nins [awe Durham at 7.05 n.m., $4.15 p.111. aim zu'z'lve at Durham at 11.2a}a.m. p.m.. and 5.45 p.11). ERY DAY EXCEPT SUNDAY Geo. B. Dingman PAGE SIX. ._.I TO\VNER Depot Agent \V. (‘- ALDER, Town Agent School Supplies . Age!) t», Montreal re bid for your patronage. the children like déi‘J H mi Tar-um: Railway TIME-TABLE Priceville ‘ Glen ‘ Mc‘Villiams Du than: ‘ Allan Park Hanover ‘ Maple Hill ‘ \Valkerton .E. H lurmug. D. P. Agvnt, Purnntn. .\I'. 11.35 "'1er t0 7.4“) 7.3” 01 810 4.2” 4.11) 4. ”U "5. ix) “3.41 $.32 3.23 3. 10 “It can’t be much worse,” he said, gloomily. “I am inclined to think he’d relish a straight-out, fair and square talk, anyhow. .Moreover, I mean to take Yvonne to task for the thing she saidâ€"or implied last night. About you, I mean. Sheâ€"” “Do you really believe sheâ€"she loves the governor enough to be as jealous at all that?” he exclaimed, a curious gleam in his eyesâ€"an expres~ sion she did not like. “Of course I think so,” she cried emphatically. “What a question! Have you any reason to suspect that she does not love your father?” “Oh, Freddy,” she cried, earnestly, “why take the chance of making a bad matter worse?” Even as she uttered the words she realized how stupid, how ineffectual they were. U "éhe was jealous. She admitted it, dear. If I don’t mind, why should you incurâ€"” Lydia now realized that the hOur was near. “Have it out with father,” he had said in his ignorance. He was preparing to rush headlong to his doom. To prevent that catastrophe was the single, all-absorbing thought in Lydia’s mind. Her only hope lay in keeping the men apart until she could extract from Brood a promise to be merciful, and this she intended to accomplish if she had to go down on her knees and grovel before the man. “Noâ€"certainly not,” he said in some confusion. Then, after a moment; Her heart was cold. She was afraid of What would come out of that “un- derstanding.” All night long she had lain with Wide-staring eyes, thinking of the horrid thing James Brood had said to her. Far in the night she aroused her mother from a sound sleep to put the question that had been torturing her for hours. Mrs. Desmond confessed that her husband had told her that Brood had never con- sidered Frederic to be his son, and then the two lay side by side for the remainder of the night Without utter- ing a word and yet keenly awake. They were thinking of the hour when Brood would serve notice on the in- truder! Her heart leaped. “You shall have your wish, Freddy,” she said, barely able to conceal the note of eagerness in her voice. “I am not going to work today. Iâ€"my head, you know. Mother telephoned to Mr. Brood this morning before you were up. Stay here with me. Don’t go home, Freddy. 1â€"” “Oh, I’ve got to have it out with father sometime,” he said, bitterly. “It may as well be now as later on. We’ve got to come to an understand- ing.” He came over and stood beside her. His long, slim fingers joined hers on the keyboard, and the sensuous strains of the waltz responded to his touch. He smiled patiently as she strunged to repeat what he had played. The fever of the thing took hold of him at rast. as sne had known it would. Leaning over her shoulder, his cheek quite close to hers, he played. Her hands dropped into her lap. Finally she mover! over on the bench and he sat down 2. side her. He wasabsorbed in the undâ€" .rtaking. His brow cleared. His smile was a happy, eager one. “I like this, Lyddy. I wish you didn’t have to go over there and dig away at that confounded journal. I like this So well that, ’pon my soul, I'd enjoy loafing here with you the whole day long.” “How does it go, Freddy-â€"the thing ‘you were playing before break fastf‘ She was trying to pick up than eiusive air. “It is such a fascinatin , ador- able thing. Is this right?’ With considerable adroitness Lydia engaged his attention at the piano. Keyed up as she was, his every emo- tion was plain to her perceptions. She had anticipated the motive the. led him to the window. She knew that it would assert itself in spite of all that he could do to prevent. She wait- ed humbly for the thing to happen. 'pain in her heart, and when her read- ing proved true, she was prepared to combat its effect. -Iusic was her only ally. For an hour they sat there, master and pupil, sweetheart and lover, and the fear was less In the heart of one when, tiring at last, the other con- tentedly abandoned the role of task- master and threw himself upon the couch, remarking as he stretched him- self in luxurious ease: “It’s a tricky thing, Lyddy,” he said, enthusiastically, “but you’ll get it. Now, listen.” George Barr McCutcheon “Listen, Lyddy,” he began, nervous- ly, “will you marry me tomorrow? Are you willing to take the chance that I’ll be able to support you, to earn But she was not prepared for the im- petuous appeal that followed. He threw himself down beside her and grasped her hands in his. His face seemed suddenly old and haggard, his was burned like coals of fire. Then, for the first time, she had an inkling of the great struggle that had been going on inside of him. for weeks and weeks. self. Wiser than she knew herself to be, she held back the warm, loving words of encouragement, of gratitude, of belief. He got up and began pacing the floor. She leaned back in her chair, deliberately giving him time to straighten out his thoughts for him- “I’ve been unhappy at times, Freddy, but that is all,” she said, steadily. “You see, I know how honest you really are. I know it far better than you know it yourself.” He stared. “I wonder just how hon- est I am,” he muttered. “I wonder What would happen ifâ€" But nothing can hamn'r‘. Nothing ever will had.- pen. Thank you, old girl, for saying What you said just now. It’sâ€"it's bully of you." She waited for a moment. “That I might have got the notion in my head you did not love me any longer? Is that what you started to say?” “Yes,” he. confessed, averting his eyes. “Iâ€"I thought perhaps you’dâ€"you’d got a notion in your head thatâ€"” He, too, stopped for want of the right words to express himself without com- mitting the egregious error of letting her see that it had been in his thoughts to accuse her of jealousy. "Has there ever been a doubt in your mind?” he asked, uneasily, after a moment. He knew there had been misgivings and he was ready, in his self-abasement, to resent them if given the slightest opening. Guilt made him arrogant “No, ” Shea nsx erod simply The ansuer was not what he ex- pected. He fizshed painfully “Will You Marry Me Tomorrow?" Her eyes were full upon his, and there was wonder in them. “Thank youâ€"thank you, Freddy,” she cried. “Iâ€"I knew you’dâ€"” The sentence remained unfinished. “I am sure she said it, Freddy,” she hastened to declare. “Will she be pleased with ourâ€"our marriage?” It required a great deal of courage on her part to utter these words, but she was determined to bring the true situ- ation home to him. He did not even hesitate, and there was conviction in his voice as he re« plied. “It doesn’t matter whether she’s pleased or displeased. We’re pleasing ourselves. are we not? There’s no one else to consider, dear." “They’re going abroad soon,” he ventured. “At least, that’s father’s plan. Yvonne isn’t so keen about it. She calls this being abroad, you know. Besides,” he hurried on in his eager: ness to excuse Yvonne, “she’s tremen- dously fond of you. No end of times she’s said you were the finestâ€"” Her smileâ€"an odd one, such as he had never seen on her lips beforeâ€"checked his eager speech.‘ He bridled. “Of course, if you don’t choose to believe me, there’s nothing more to be said. She meant it, however.” “I can think of them just as well here as anywhere else. No; I sha’n’t annoy Mrs. Brood, Freddy.” It was on the tip of her tongue to say more, but she thought better of it. or three days more will see the end. After that, neither my services nor my presence will be required over there.” “You (1011’ t mean to sayâ€"” he began unbelievinglv. “I shall complete the work for your father, Freddy,” she said quietly. “Two do all it,’ ' she admitted. Lydia could not b: an: thing but truthful. “I thong} :t .o. It’sâ€"it’ s a rotten shame, Lyddy. That’s why I want to talk to her. I want to reason with her. It’s all so perfectly silly, this misun- derstanding. You’ve just got to go on as you were before, Lyddyâ€"just as if it hadn‘t happened. Itâ€"” case to stay away froméâ€"from Yvonne, after what happened last night? Be honest, dear.” ‘ She was silent for a long time, weighing her answer. Was it best to be hams: \"ith him? 3C2fn :Cs that it has something to 17.1 it,“ she a"mitted. Lydia could THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. “Oh, if it really distresses you, Lyddy, I’IIâ€"” “It does distress me. I want your promise.” The telephone bell in the hall was ringing. Frederic released Lydia’s hand and sat up rather stimy, as one “I’ll do my part,” he said, resigned- ly. “And next fall will see us mar- ried, 50â€"” “Promise me you will wait. ‘He is going away in a couple of weeks. When he returnsâ€"later onâ€"next fallâ€"” He clasped her in his arms and held her close. “You dear, dear Lyddy!” Neither spoke for many minutes. It was she who broke the silence. “You must promise one thing, Fred- eric. For my sake, avoid a quarrel with your father. I could not bear that. You will promise, dear? You must.” His jaw was set. “I don’t intend to quarrel with him, but if I am to re- main in his house there has got to me with that wonderful, far-sighted brain of yours? W'hy, I could go down on my knees to you. I couldâ€"” “You will be my wife no matter What happens? You won’t let this make any difference?” “You are’not angry with me?” “Angry? Why should I be angry with you, Lyddy? For shaking some sense into me? For seeing through “Are you ashamed of me, Lyddy? he asked. It W115 confession. “No,” she said, meeting his gaze steadily. “I am a little disappointed, that’s all. It is you who are ashamed.” “I am,” said he, simply. “It wasn’t fair.” “you are a strong, self-willed, chiv- alrous man, and yet you think nothing of asking a woman to protect you against yourself. You are afraid to stand alone. Wait. Five minutesâ€" yes, one minute before you asked it of me, Fieddy dear. you xx ere floun- dering in the darkness, uncertain yhich xx ay to turn. You were afraid of the things you could not see. You looked for some place in which to hide. The flash of light revealed a haven of refuge. So you asked me toâ€"to marry you tomorrow.” All through this in- dictment she had held his hand clasped tightly in both of hers. He was looking at her with a frank ac- knowledgement growing in his eyes. “Love will endure. I am content to wait,” she said, with a wistful smile. “By jove!” he exclaimed, wonder- ingly. “Yes,” she said so seriously that the wry smile died on his lips. “I don't believe there are many women who would ask a man to be sorry for them. That’s really what all this amounts to, isn’t it, Freddy?” He looked up sharply. “And to WOT?- der why they call women the weaker sex, eh?” “I think I am just b ginning to un- derstand men,” she remarked enig- matically. ‘ V “But you know I love you,” me cried. “There isn’t any doubt in your mind, Lyddy. There is no one else, I tell you.” ~ ‘ “If you insist, I will marry you to- morrow, but youc cannotâ€"you will mt ask it of 119., vs 111 you?” 5 "Before God. I love no one else out. you,” he cried, earnestly. “I know What it is you are thinking and 1â€"1 don’t blame you. But I want you no .'.-â€"- good God, you don't know how much I need you now. I want to begin a new life with you. I want to feel that you are with meâ€"just youâ€"~ strong and brave and enduring. I am adrift. I need you.” “Is it quite fair to meâ€"or to your- self ?” He was silent. She waited for a moment and then went on reso- lutely. “I know just what it is that you are afraid of, Freddy. I shall marry you, of course. I love you more than anything else in all the world. But are you quite fair in asking me to marry you while you are still afraid, dear?” “I think I do understand, dear," she said, quietly, laying her hand on his. “I understand so completely that there isn’t any use in your trying to explain. But don’t you think you are a bit cow- ardly ?” “Cowardly?” he gasped, and then the blood rushed to his face. His eyes wavered. “I can’t go on living as I have been for the/past few months. I’ve just got to end it, Lyddy. You don’t understandâ€"you. can't, and there isn’t any use in trying to expiain theâ€"” “What has put all this into your head, Freddy, dear?” she asked shrewdly. She had smiled sadlyâ€"it seemed to him reprovingly. His cheek flushed. “There’s no use waiting, dear. I’ll never be more capable of earning a living than I am right now. I can go into the office with Brooks any day and 1â€"1 think I can make good. God knows I can try hard enough. Brooks says he's got a place there for me in the bond department. It won‘t be much at first, but I can work into a. pretty goodâ€"what‘s the matter? Don‘t you think Iran do it? Have you no faith in me? Are you afraid to take a chance?” “Will you? Will you-‘3 I mean it,” he went on, almost arrogantly. He was very much in earnest, but alas, the fire, the passion of the im- portunate lover was missing. She shrank back into the corner of the couch, staring at him with puzzled eyes. Comprehension was slow in ar- riving. As he hurried on with his plea she began to see clearly; her sound, level brain grasped the insig- nificance of this sudden decision on his part. “Why Freddy!” she cried, half start--I ing up from the couch. She was dum- founded.’ enougnâ€"" 9” #### ###### ################# ##z #### ####### ## it. The town corporation had re- solved to lay out a new park. “We have not only resolved to do it,” .said a leading alderman, “the preparations are already un- «der Way.” “Done?” exclaimed the alderman, “We’ve got the ‘Keep Off the Grass’ signs all ready.” 00600909990 0 OQOOQOQOO9009600060000606OOOOiéOOOOOOOOO. “What have We done?" asked unenlightened colleague. _++++++++++++++++++++¢+++++++¢++++++++++++ “Yes, I’ll stay if you’ll let me,” he said, wistfully. “We’ll find some- thing to do.” She went to the telephone. He heard the polite greetings, the polite assurances that she had not taken cold, two or three laughing rejoinders to What must have been amusing com- ments on the storm and its effect on timid creatures. and then: “Yes, Mrs. Brood, I will call him to the ’phone.” 9999999999999999999999999 6 9999999 999999999999999999 L “Will you stay here for luncheon, Frederic? And this afternoon we will go toâ€" Oh, is there a concert or a. recitalâ€"” “If it’s for me, please sayâ€"erâ€"say I’llâ€"” he began, somewhat disjoint- edly, but she interrupted him. “I will see who it is,” she said, and arose. Two red spots appeared in his cheeks. Then it was that she realized he had been waiting all along for the bell to ring; he had been expecting a summons. who suddenly suspects that he is be- ing spied upon. The significance of the movement did not escape Lydia. She laughed mirthlessly. Phones: ‘We have a stock of good heavy mixed Feed on hand which we are selling at special prices in ton lots. If you need Feed get our prices. Special Prices on'Feed Opposite the Old Stand Continued next week GOOD BEGINNING Call and get our Moving sale prices. There’s money in it for you. Eggs and Butter taken as Cash If possible I wish to dispose of my entire stook before the end of the present year, and if prices at cost and below cost will move the buying public then our shook \Vl“ he sure Ln move. \Ve are determined to get, rid of it. so we advise you to see for yourself. The stock consists of Dry Goods including. fiannellets, blankets, woollen goods, men’s underwear. ladies under wear. men’s pants and overalls. ginglmms. muslins and ladies’ and gent’s sweaters. Day No. 4 'Night No. 26 Windows may be openpd to desired height, free of all Obstructiomm while screen remains in place. Screen Doors . J. Furber Co. ALL MUST BE SOLD To Suit Requirements Half or Full Sections Durham. Ont. S. SCOTT an +++++++++++++++++++++++++I The first lighthouse on this con- tinent Was built in 1715, at the en- trance of Boston harbor, by the Province of Massachusetts. and was supported by light dues on all incoming and outgoing vessels, ex- cept coasters. 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Zam-Buk, on the contrary, is purely herbal, and is all medi- cine, which explains its superiority over other ointments, and its many marvellous cures. , and made to fit. August 3L 1916. Durham, Ontario ", ‘1