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M\ ‘s “““$““" Durham High School The schonl is thurmnghlv equipped in te:u:hing:thility. in chmuicnl and elec- trical supplies and fittings. etch. fur full Junior Leaving and Matriculation \vnrk. J'HUS. ALLAN. I’rim-ipal 1nd vim'ial Mmlvl Scluml TchheI' Class (Jertifimuv. Intending: St Idents shouldenter at the beginning ut the .euu it possihla. 150.11 11 c m be obtained .It lensonahle rates. Durham IS a lwalthy and at- tractive tmv'x. making it a most desir- able place f'T; rmidcnup. ~ The I'm-rwd of the Schnnl in past years iaa flutter-mg one. The trustvvs are progress“? t-ducntkmnlly and spare no pains to see that teachers and pupils lune e\ e-xv adumtage tm- thv pm I per presentation and mquistinn MI 1; Knowledge. first. last, and all the time is the (.‘hiL’f feature of the courses of instructxun in the \ unge and Ch: u‘los streets. Tm'nnto. \ vs our gr. lduz v.91: succeed. TM 11: u e that habit. \\ 1 ire for Catalogue. High School and Senior Public School Pupils Attention. Mount Forest Business College MOUNT FOREST. ONTARIO Is prep' ued to fit \'()Hf01 a Busin ess (‘m eer. Our gmduates are all m pos- itions. Fall term begins September 151'. \Vrite or call for particulars. D. A. )ICLACHLAX. G. M. HENRY. President. Principal. As a - reSult of investigation into allegations made by a 16-year-old girl. one patrolman of the Wind- sor police force was dismissed and another was exonerated. Only “2,600 of the men that went to Valcartier were found unfit. The body of a new-born infant was found on the :Paris road. near Brantford. 35Itondon’s patriotic fund is $129- A branch of the patriotic fund has been organized at Havelock. Thousands of ambitious vonng penpeare being insu'ncted 111 their homes by our Home Studv Dept. You may finish at (‘nll- ege if you desire. Pav when- ever you wish. Thirty Years’ Experience. Largest trainers in Canada. Enter anv (lav. Positiuns "11d! (111.9141. If vml wish 1.1» sav» bmud and learn While vm: em 11 W1ite fu1 p: twic- ulars. HOME STUDY Our SpringPrints Are Now In We have a Large Range to select from and Prices are Moderate As Well V. W. H. flARTLEY. 350. S POT TON. President FEES : $1 per month An Early Call is Your Advantage \Valkerton Business Collvge AND ARE A THING 0F BEAUTY! Calder-’5 Block S. P. SA UNDERS EFFICIENCY Machine Oil. Harness 0U, Arne Grease and How Qintment. 9:0 to . H. BEAN TheBig4 BIG 4 NO VACATIUN Chairman. '1 be Harnessm ake in nth-amt? J. F. GRANT. Surretnrv I‘U by Harry King Tootle Copyright hy,A. (.7. McClure (J u , 1912 "And the men down here,” Little Ella cried, the memory of the good,' wholesome men whom she had known in her earl;er life coming back to smite her. “poor ignorant excuses fer men, most of ’emâ€"all they’re good fer is to steal an' lie an’ live off us wom- en, an’ vote the way the boss tells ’em on ’lection day. An’ who’s responsi- ble fer that? Say?” Gloria could? make no reply. and Ella, whose pause : had been rhetorical, uncouth as she was. made answer herself. “I know. The fine gentlemen what buys the votes. An’ when they needs more money fer more votes they send thel p’lice ’round. an’ us poor girls has to: pay, always pay.” “I never dreamed of such a. thing.” “I tol’ you you didn’t know. Why, oncet I was good like you, too. An’ now.” she began to sobâ€"“nowâ€"I’m downâ€"an’ I can’t git up. I can’t git] up. It’s too late.” I _-_._...â€"... g’-..... i w I l Suddenly Gloria remembered the power to which she would appeal. Where a minute before had been dark- ness and uncertainty was now the ole'trness of a summer day. “It’s never too late,” she insisted. “Remember, I’m not alone. My father will help me. He’s brave and good and strong, with a heart of gold. I can’t change the world’s ways, maybe, but I can do something to make Belmont better with my father’s helpâ€"and yours.” Gloria was a doughty Crusader, and was eager to plunge at once into the work of reform. She was going to permit her father to be a ways and means committee, but she intended to have a thorough grasp of the whole situation herself. “Why do you pay thisâ€"this black- mail?” Gloria demanded. “I’ve got to live. What else can I doâ€"now? I‘m down. an’ in debt.” “But they can’t keep you from liv- ing.” “They can send me to the work- “Whom does this money go to? I want to get that part of it absolutely straight so I can tell father.” “It goes to the boss, of course.” Little Elia made this statement in a matter-of-fact manner. The methods of the "system” were so notorious that she did not have to think a. moâ€"1 ment before giving her answer. The boss. Here was a factor in the game of which Gloriaas yet had had no naming. The boss. What does he do? Now she desired to know about this boss. house.” And at the thought Little Ella. shuddered. “The boss?” Both the tone of her question and the look on her face deâ€"' noted her interrogation. “Yes, the boss gits the money.” Lita- t=1+ Ella saw that it would be neces- 'ary for her {0 efliplaiu “I thought ‘-'t\ Pr \“bu dy i;.1~}elmont 1;z‘.t‘v :5: :2: :.l. I fixes it to .‘x'VOIl 1. main Lu: reme- imes the rcuncbsetgean: winch. an sometimes Hey both do.” “313k; Noe-nun? He runs the salson downstairs, azx’ rents me this room. He gits a mks-eff from ’mast evgry- bOdy down here." “He must be a rich men.” ne’s got tots-s a lot of it on." “And you sany the police REC"? abut. this?” This double coliection wasn‘t 0.: the square. but what was she to do: if she complained. she knew too well what would happen to her. Little 331:1 100.13 at he? '2 ment To (1211.13 :1 #:0' wuman stalwart ir 161;".1'1‘1111 11-1111 mute who halted traffic while she crossed the avenue. To the other a put 3.":- man was an enemy, a grafter who nrv- er overlooked an opportunity to team er. his own nest or line 111-; own pocket- book. The best that she ever cc gifi say for any one of them was that 2e was an amoerati" rowm'. Gloria's, :E-Jl‘ plicity in asking if the police knew of this tribute caused her to reply: “They ought toâ€"they git some of it. The?! the man higher up gins his ’ “I can’t believe it. “"1123 you get well I want you to come and tell my father all this. He isâ€"he’° an influ- entiql pan. ’m gurc ..e'11 _help you. The DAUGHTER OF DAVID KERR ” ‘ " . “"'V ‘. - "Vs In; a .\001 I Don’t U nderstand.‘ 9n 9..“ if) amaze- mmn “'29. a mute gluves He shell hefn mu." 5;. added ecisive- 13'. “and every pror. unhappy person down here, because I shall tell him Little Ella looked at her, all admira- tion for such power. Gee! I wiszht I had a pa like 3.0mm,” vas all that she could say. “"3 car". “ 13 :11?‘ such things are ha » ...;L-.MH--â€". "my day in Bel- ha _ --JL‘."3 day in Bel- mom.” “If he did, ‘ “" 0;. he wouldn't tel! 3011.” Little Elia was more conversant WI i“‘ t!M V'TT'S r‘f‘ tho world. "Rm! :12 CW. you. say finally; be- (".L‘ZTV‘? Cf this money you have tc- “Tm-ms \‘."‘.?t he gits fer pertectin' us He keeps the bu 13 from juggin' us." “it. gives '03:: the tip an’ we're .t‘fc‘. in, t 11:1 sentt 3 Lor thirty days-’ ' ‘1.’ .s didn‘t accord with Gloria’s idea of law and justice. Here was a man who. Without authority and as his whim dictated. arrested people be- muse they would not do something unlawful. And the police, instead of Min; instruments of the law, were un- lit: the direction of this boss. “Can't the law touch him?” she asked. "1 am! He’s the law in this town.” "U0 vou mean to tell me there is a ran 90 be 3-9 " demanded the daughter c? I‘ n 4. Kerr indign? ntly, “this boss, “at :yvrds his time collecting this yâ€"d OAV v.1 yea. fins Dossâ€"who is he? \‘v’imt does he 00 [O earn his money?" money ? Little Ella had come to realize soon after they had met that she was deal- ing with a fledgling. Hence she bore with her and answered her question patiently. "Gosh! Little time he spends col- l”mine mo :ey down here ” Her tone indicated clearly that he spent no time at all. “\Vhat’s the cops fer? 1‘. ““ts .\l ike Noonan fer? He’s got o'l1er thin: s to do himself. I oncet ){21o‘.1'-:c‘.~ :1 301112;; 13.13012 an’ he tol’ me The boss bet his: from the big gamblin’ lvmzses. :111' '1 e stwet car comp’ ny, an’ the ‘leetric light comp ’ny, an’ big things lame {ll-Wt.” Without warning, Joe Wright came into her mind; Joe Wright, her evil . genius.” ' ' "What did the paper say? ‘The king of underhand manipulators, Da- vid Kerr!’ The king!” she muttered aloud, and clapped her hand over her mouth at the word. The thought of such a thing widened her eyes with ; terror and set her heart to beating high with sudden fear. “But not this, , O God! Not this.” She repeated the pathetic words of Little Ella. “ ‘There’s enough of us drops in Bel- .glont to fill a pretty [big buckeyâ€"Qh, Gloria poured a glass of water for her. Then, feeling that she had not been considerate in asking the girl to tax her little strengt‘ 1 by the recital of a. story that sadly wasted her vital en- ergy, she begged her to rest. tle Ella. she 0‘13 { make her fatlmr invc. “There’s enough of us (irons in BE!- mont to fill a pretty big bucket.” the girl admitted. “Gimme a drink‘ 0’ wa- ter. will you? I never was so dry at a Dutch picnic.” Soon her patient seemed to sleep, and Gloria picked up a book and tried to read. The revelations to which she had listened made all possibility of concentration upon the printed page out of the question. Suddenly it oc- curred to her that she did not know the boss’ name. Just as this came in- t 0 her mind, the girl turned restlessly and Opened her eyes. Finding that she was awake, Gloria asked: “You’re still a bit feverish. Lie down now and rest. Try to go to sleep, and I'll sit here and read.” boss ?” “Eh? What?” Little Ella was not thoroughly awake. “What’s the name of the boss? I want to tell father.” Having roused herself sufficiently to answer the question, Little Ella sank again into a doze. As for Gloria, it almost seemed that the words meant nothing to her at all. So slowly did her mind accept this in- telligence that the fall of the book un- noticed to the floor did not seem re- lated in point of time. Yet in fact. it told that her mind was intent upon one question: Who was the boss of Belmont? “His name? Oh, it’s Kerr. He's 01’ Dave Kerr. Ever hear of him?” “Kerr! Kerr! Old Dave Kerr.” still rang in her ears. “The boss? Dave Kerr? I wonder what relationâ€"" The very ignominy of the thought 1'! strained her. “No, no, no. It’s all a mistake. It can’t beâ€" I couldn’t be- lieve it. There can’t be any relation of my father’sâ€"my faâ€" It’s absurd. It would be maddening, the suspicion of such a thing. Why, my father‘s the soul of honor.” “And if you don’t pay?” 9v 0.. “Tell me, What’s the name of the i 9 ,. 99 L d not learn all from Lit- could learn enough to TEE DURHAM CHRONICLE. gate. : dmps in Bo;- there must oman, for 10w little all fr I)“. all Of it can’t be my 7fathe'f'! Tt can‘iqbe my { father!â€"â€"He hasVa daughterâ€"It's all 5 a horrid mistake. There must be an- ; nther David Kerr. I’m sure.” The Picture Was That of Her Father. seized the sleeping woman roughly by he arm. “Listen to me. Tell me something more of David Kerr.” She shook Little Ella into a con- scious state and repeated the question. “Which David Kerr is it?” “There’s only one I know of," an- swered Ella. “He’s got a real estate oflice on Fifth street.” The net of circumstances was be- ing drawn tighter and tighter about one man, and that man her father. “Are you sure he's the man, girl?" Gloria asked the question in as sub- dued a manner as possible. Suddenly she had become afraid. She did not wish to arouse suspicion. “Sure, he’s the man.” It tried one’s patience to be roused from sleep, and then to meet with contradiction was enough to make one petulant. To set- tle the question so that she could go back to sleep, little Ella added: “Look on my bureau and you’ll see a program of the Dave Kerr Demmy- cratic club ball.” Gloria walked over to the bureau with its jumble of odds and ends, and began to turn over the things me- chanically. “No, not that. Look behind that photygrat‘t. That's it. That’s his pic ture on the front.” Gloria gave one look. The picture was that of her father. For a time Little Ella chattered drowsily but Gloria did not hear. She w as DIObh‘fO ‘ Thy a grief that numbed her eve1) l'acoltv. The foundation of her faith hd been swept away. What she beheld seemed to burn it- self into her brain. On the cover of the program were the words: “Annual Ball. David Kerr Democratic Club.” and the picture of her father. It was the truth; her father was the boss of Belmont. So different was her posi- tion from that pinnacle on which she had thought herself to be that the Whole world would have to go through a revolutionary orientation.'There was nothing in her life which would not have to be adjusted anew because of As she turned the pages of the pro- gram, pages filled with liquor and sa- loon advertisements, her thoughts were all of herself. Resentment and anger there were, directed toward her father, but now in the first moments when she saw herself as Belmont saw her humiliation conquered all other emotions. Her first thought of Joe Wright was that he had kept the truth from her. She could not grow more sick at heart, comparatively feeling was out of the question because she was completely crushed. but she saw as in a book that had been written and laid away as finished, the sacrifice ‘he had made for her, the supreme re- nunciation he had made because he would not denounce her father before her. this revelation. Gloria sprang from her chair and The thought of how different her homecoming had been from what she had planned made her laugh hysteric- ally. Then when she recalled the few staunch friends she had made she clutched wildly at the hope that after all it was untrue. “It’s a lie, every word of it, a lie his enemies invent. What big man but has about him envious wasps that prick and sting? Judge Gilbert, Mr. Kendall, Doctor Hayes, they’ll all say that heâ€"Joe Wright! What of him? What will he say?” ‘ and the momentary hope was gone. She could see it all now. As the baf- fling attitude of Belmont revealed it- self to her hit by bit she buried her face in her arms and sobbed. “And I was so proud. oh. so proud!" moaned the daughter of David Kerr. “Joe! Joe! You did love melâ€"l sent him away, and I never understood. Now I can see it all. The social slight: â€"the cold disdain I could not under- standâ€"the whispers that died away before they reached my. earsâ€"all. all. all because I was David Kerr’s daugh- ter. David Kerr, the boss of Belmont." “David Kerr, the boss of Belmont!" she cried with a contempt that wrung; her heart. “David Kerr, the king of underhand manipulators! David Kerr. the man these wretched women 1001:. to for protectionâ€"and pay him for it!” This new thought was a poisoned Her father’s name exercised a fasci- nation over her. Again and again she: repeated it, her lips cu.iing with scorn. She put this man that had loved her in one balance and the other men in the other. He outweighed them all, “What!" Continued on ma 2. 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