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The Liberal, 24 Dec 1908, p. 3

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l. i ! 3:. w/‘Ia WWW iovc K513i Its ‘ Faith; .eeeooeoo Or, Girl With the Nut Brown Hair and Dreamy Eyes. m ‘ wwwvwwvvwvmw W CHAPTER VIII.â€"â€"(Cont’d). Iterestftq liavid’s facial. “Shet’s a . . . eauti u ar ue c ipper s cm Qut51d°.the httlf’.c”d°’ mld .thfitun’ sails, ca: carry twelve hum: of. it,_hav1ng no visible association dmd tons of stuff, and registers With It, and yet lmkca. to Its mel‘l' g 930. It galls me to think of Nether- bers by bonds forged in the white port owning a (Line; at all, let hot crumble 0f mahgnatm‘ hat?” 3.1)" alone such boats as the Lake Line, "Other “lam too) ha? hved 1‘15 l‘felaud Allerdale being represented on and waited the coming of the hourlthe seas by coasters such as yours fie has (falled his.°wn' smce tho . and mine. Come now, confess that “a? 0f 11.13 V?“ Mmhael Strang hamwith me you regard it as a scanda- Biafledfns Shlpsi .added 001“ to com! lous reflection on the enterprise of sneered and smiled, and made the the p01,“: burden for (fibers almOSf’ too heavy. David had an uncomfortable feel- for the bearing, and for the rest he a ing that his companion really im_ has piled up the £3330“. 0“ the fir.° ' plied a reflection upon himself, and :gczvlltfigtegf' and-fwmt'ggz Pit: his answer betrayed the inference. ~ , V ower_ 'o w ting r » “Oh , t}. k. f 7 'among‘ the qlla‘htles makmg forIpartictilaIrllyHl’sn Sti-arlilgn “litiirnbdli strength in this man. Never has, “thou h “(3W you mention it I’ he permitted his purpose to flag,‘ g ’ 3 ‘ .- r -_ _ don't know why you shouldn’t take gagggnhas “Sked “Othmg by pie“ lthe thing in hand. I'll do you the For the a'ccomphahment:credit of assuming that you are not of his design he has insisted that: ,tl , b. . . y l , David must be a man controllinglwi 10114 am ition, you iave capaâ€" ’ 'Clty, and no one can dispute the the destinies of the Graham fieet,lopportunityl Yes, now I come to he must have the power of choice. Ith. k f .t I n ,1 There must be no scapegoat in this m 0 l ’ can 5.36 no rmson “‘ y .1n the course of time your present business; no la dug the blame of disaster on the ghoulders of Cap’nlm.°d.est fleet ShOUld.n°t b9 develop" ed into a substantial ‘Line.’ You Dag“ h . . can't be satisfied with this,” point- 0 t rough the waiting days; now. to the Malachi. “The biggest the hour for action, now he could‘mg shape his plots and engineer his! plans, and soon, long before he had done with life, he would laugh thel laugh of triumph. Oh, how his soul would exult when he stood upon1 the pierhead and watched one of the Graham boats wallow throughi the Gut, and knew that her hulli was crazy, her load too great, her: crew too small, her food the cheap-1 west that money could buy, and upon‘ all the'price of death. boat on your list, and yet alongside one of these Netherport clippers a _ miserable tub." Mechanically David allowed his glance to follow the line of the outâ€" stretched finger; his pride shivcred and a, fragment crumbled away; discontent crept into his heart. Michael Strang's foot flicked a pebâ€" ble over the side of the quay, and as the yellow ooze sucked'it in, he softly whispered: “In the mud! In the mud I” Then David spoke 'commcuts on ships and sailors, with 1y, but at the time they passed un- In .the hatching of plots Michaelxagain, Strang W85 “0 neophyte _ were “It would require more than one there not dead men’s bones bleach- life, Just; reckon up the capital ing in the caverns of the sea andlone would requiref’ - green heart timbers rotting on its “Capital, of course, it’s always “fags “1 trlumphant tEStimony to capital! When a man wants a his craft flâ€"but by contrast the past! thing nowadays, instead of get- was a trlfle. Thus far he had dab-lung». it he sits down with his head bled in Ships and lives: but now 1*"in his hands and groans because he Was the CharaCtel‘ Of a mall: the re' lacks so many pounds, shillings, and Putatlon 0f *1 house he sought to pence. I tell you, all the capital a WI‘BCk, and he knew that Chamo‘ man requires is brain and push. Be- tel‘ may defy erm Death Itself» and sides, how much capital had your that for repuation there is often a . fathers? I’ve heard that your fleet resurrection most swift. So helhas grown from a fraction of a, made his moves in his desperatelsharg Isn’t that so?” venture, realizing that the secrecy David nodded his head. A little and caution he‘had practised as_a later, his hands dug deep in his de§troyer 0f ShlPS mlght Proverm pockets, he slowly sauntered home, “11.5 case to be mere Open) “nuls' his eyes bent upon the ground, his guised recklessness. . brow wrinkled to a frown. I Strung S dealings Wlth DaVid un- In after years these colloquiesl til the_ young shipowner was ap- were recalled by the veterans of the preaching the end of Ins .teens were , dogwatch who gathered round the limited to the courtesms. of the‘ capstan at the harbor end, and quay-rude. auuod of recognition, altheir wonder waxed great that su- few words on the weather. passmgfi spicion should have slept so sound- now.and again _a brief interchange noticed or were regarded as part of Views on freights; but as Band of the common round of the wharf. became by degrees the command- Only The Captain took note of mg influence in his own business, them, and beheld something of and Cap'n Dan fell away into the their significance. Like his master, background, Strung ventured upon The Captain had never lost touch a holder lineâ€"at first a tempting of that night in the graveyard, phrase or two of commercml flat-{again and again in the wakeful tery, and afterwards, as soon aslhours of the night its horror had‘ prudence permitted an appeal to shaken him, and that hidden note- thc spirit which he argued .inust‘be book with its record of the vow hadr awaiting a call, that spirit which acquired a, fascination which ex- some men call laudable ambition,,panded with the passing ,of the. and some name enterprise, butjyears. Now he was convinced thati which too often is only a greed szlle was to witness a. new act in the gold or lust of power. idrama, that the great plot, dormant “YQU know) Mr. Graham, I’m‘so long, was at last to be resusci< surprispd that 5'0“ d011,? t’vspll‘e. toltuted and carried to its end. As sometth blggel‘ Pllan tins.” point-cue of the actors he had a sharply log to the Malaclll. at that moment defined conviction that the heroic} discharging hcr Baltic baulks upon! was demanded of him; sympathy the wharf. “I’m certain that if I urged him to an exposure of the do- was a young man I wouldn’t be con g sign, but his theory that help tent Wltl‘i brigs and schooners, iio-,should only be given where it was thing-short of a. fleet of ocean geing ‘ deserved always checked the word. full-riggers would satisfy me.” iof warning and sealed his lips. “Oil. the boats are all right." Stretching opportunity to its ex- David assured him with a Siiiile.;tx-enie limit, he maintained a close “I'm quite satisfied with them, and ' watch on his master's movements as for money they make me as much i and often when Stmng supposed a: I need.” {him in the bare flagged kitchen or Strang shrugged his shoulders‘the musty little office The Captain suggestively, and David obscrviug‘had him in sight. Always was this the movement and the accompan)“ the case when the tide was in ll0od, ‘ 1ng~cur1 of the lips, half scornful,,but for safety’s sake the sclfâ€"ap-l halt commiseratiug, grew hot, aiidfpointed spy chose the Mariners‘i found the radius of his life suddcn- ; Quay, where the coal hurries and? ll’fiarl‘owed. Nothing more wasistacks of grey logs and bleached said on the subject, however, butplanks gave. him shelter. whence he a week later Strung again securcdimight watch the life of the further. 2‘. quaySide hearing, and informed , side without risk of detection. Here, I Band that ho had just returnedllurkiug within one of the big red! from VVLIV'EI‘DGQI. “here he had seen} hurries, stretched along one of the, the ( rummocx, the new clipper of;piles of wood, or crouching among, . ~ . “16 Lulu llllev fittl‘flg Out- for licrdhe rank gra<s which flourished inland meadow and mountain baseâ€"iwith their rusty brethren. If “m. v 35119 Open Spa'fi‘s. he would Spend the l r. counterpanc of Nature‘s knitting; I found on Counting that the immune; 1-, rant 3 the sort‘ of craft for agidal hours his big emotionless eyes . and over all the glancing lights oflplants forch :ilmoFt exactly at m: lllvni! the .l'u‘lmf-l "13“ 0f ambumm Mr- Gl‘fi-irivcted upon the moViDg figure-“the trcmulous stars. But to the calliquarter of I maiden trip to the River Plate. 77 hail“ he remarked With an 9m- ' across the waters, and when the old plugs WhiCh brought a 100k 0f in'lmim. Whom he line“? 130515 0f 3-11, The feathered folks had crazed pr :1 I and the young one, for whom he feared, came together, his lips would twitch in a low gutturul, their burden ever the same. “Rag from ragâ€"rag from ragâ€" in the mudâ€"in the mud. Yes, that’s what he said. Bag from rag, â€"rag from rag.” ‘ On one cecasion, when the conâ€" vcrsatioii had lasted longer than usual, he scampercd to the bridge at the head of the harbor so that he might have a word witu David on the edge of the town; but, even as he waited, his theory again asâ€" serted itself, his warning intent grew wcak Within him and died away. “David Graham must wait,” he said. “Yes, that's itâ€"w’ait3â€"-if he's good, why, if. he’s good, he’ll man- age by himselfâ€"if he deserves help hc’ll not need it. Ruin thing, but true. Wonder if it often Works out like that? lut how if he doesn’t deserve it lâ€"wait an’ see." Little did The Captain dream how short would be the waiting time. It was a hard thing for David Gra- ham that Temptation came to him linked hand in hand with Revelaâ€" tion. For a man may agonize with the dark promptings of a base am: bition and end the fray with a clean soul; but if Lovc casts itself into the strife, urging him to get that to the best beloved he may give, then the Recording Angel may take his pen in hand and open the pages of his book. CHAPTER IX. It was the heather that did it. The first of the blooms and the first of the snows were alike irresistible, and when David turned in at the Sleddlemere gates and Margery pointed upward to the purple on the shoulder of the Little Man, the day's programme was settled be- yond dispute. The heather was out, and to the heather they must go. Boarding the skiff, they pulled across the lake, and then, alpen- stock in hand, threaded the mazel of the lower pines, crissâ€"crosscd along the heights beyond, and so won the rounded stretch whercon the bells clustered, waiting for the fullness of life. Falling upon her knees by the fringe of the rioting expanse, Mar- gery tenderly fondled the baby blooms and crooned over them a welcome, wherewitli they were re- eompensed at once for all the days of summer they had missed, while David stood by and silently echoed her welcome and repoiced in her joy. Suddenly she looked up into his face, her own aglow. “David,” she said, “I’ve had a lovely idea. If ever I get married i shall be in the autumn, and I’ll climb up here all by myself and ga- ther my own bouquet. A heatheri weddingâ€"won’t it be sweet.” “Married!” Amazeinent quivering in the tone, he repeated the word. “Ionderingw ly she met his gaze; then one of life’s chords seemch to snap. The world spun around and vanished, leaving a new one in its place. Mar- gery buried her face in the flower- ets again; David bent towards her and then drew back, and when thei girl rose he was stripping a heather spray of its spikes. Iinpelled by custom rather than by intent, they passed without a word around the great hunching cxcrcsence to the dip where the giant bracken lay ready for the hand of the gilder, and after that betook themselves to a favored reâ€" treat, whence from the Low Man you may scan the mightiness of the Big. and downward look deep into the subliniity of the Derwent Vale, where with the sun upon it, lies- senthwaite cleaves the emerald like a riband of steel, and Derwentwatcr glistens as an azure shield, and over all, from Barf the Bare to the turret of Castle Rock, the everlast- ing hills keep watch and ward. Wlicn man comes face to face with Nature, familiarity rarely breeds contempt. In those other days behind them the :cene had never failed to fill them with a. sense of awe, making mute their, lips by the ecstasy for which there is no utterance; but to-day the spell of a mightier force was upon them blinding them to all cxter-, nals. Only, David's soul was filled with a wonder exceeding great, and. in Margcry's heart there was that she knew not for joy or fear, but her eyes were strangely luminous. and now and again the curving of' her lips might have answered for a smile. ‘v'hen the day had gone, taking: David with it, Margery stole away to her own room, and through the. open casement leaned across thc': creeper-covered sill. The wine rcdj glow had faded from the heights” out of the drowsy dale a ileecy cloud uprose and by an invisible hand was smoothed out over sedge‘ Mai'gery's heart made no response. ! iwliich are naturally immune. their song of thanksgiving, andf naught was heard save the lisping of the waters, the raucous cry of prowling night bird, the far-off bay- ing of restless hound; but her ears ucrc unconscious of loss or gain, of the sounds that had gone, or those that had come. Only the dream thoughts were with her, and shc desired no more. Out there on the mountain height uncertainty had lain, but now the last shred of doubt had fled, now she know. From the easement she turned to the little table whcrcou the idol given to her by David had lodging, and yielding to the capricc of the moment she sank upon her knees before it and declared unto it the thing that clamorcd for utterance. “Oh. little god from China," she said, “have you heard, have you seen, or is it hidden also from you? “Do you know, little god, that today the world has given me such a lovely smile, and I must tell some- body about it, somebody, anybody, so long as I fell, and I'd rather it was you than anyone else. For even if you want to laugh at me, you’ll not do it; and if you’re angry, you’ll not scold ; if you feel a blush, your yellow cheeks won't show the red; andâ€"andâ€"and, oh, little god from China, best of all, you’ll not tell anybody else. “I'd like, oh, how I’d like, to bury my head in auntie's lap and whisper my secret to her, but I’m a coward and I daren’t. I daren’t, for she would put her arms about me, and then slip away to her roomâ€"and cry. No, I’m not crying myself, how dare you say such a thing’l_and~oh. dear me, what will she do when she knows? “How would you like, little god from China, if you’d lived in a temâ€" ple all your own and had all the worship, and then one day, when you looked about, you saw that an- other altar had been built and that another idol shared your throneâ€" how would you like it lâ€"tell me that, or I'll shake you. I knew you wouldn't. Well, that is just wiiatltas happened. There's an- other idol, little god, another idol. “Can you- guess who it is? Come, you’re a god, surely you know that much? Well, I’ll tell you. Now, listen, hard, both ears, for I’m go- ing to whisper. . . . Yes. Are you surprised fâ€"fancy a god having a masterâ€"he was your master onceâ€" and now~and nowâ€"and now he’s mine. There, I’ve said it. “I haven't told him yetâ€"perhaps he’ll never ask meâ€"but if he does, I’ll tell him just as I’ve told you. “Now, little god, you tell me something. When does love begin? I didn’t know anything about it un- til to-day, and yet I thinkâ€"yes, I really think that I must have loved him all the time. That must be howl it is with God, I think: He loves us all the time and we don’t know it. “Would you like to know why I. love him? Ali, that is easily toldâ€" but remember this is part of the secret. No, it’s not because he loves me, I don’t know anything about thatâ€"yetâ€"but I thinkâ€" No, it’s! not because he’s goodâ€"I hardly. think it would make any difference! to me if he were bad. I love him becauseâ€"because â€" because he’s David. “Good-night, little China, good-night.” (To be continued.) god from Jr" RU S'I‘IiESS WHEAT. A Marvel Which is Being .lcconig,lg l plislicil at Cambridge. The most important and the most‘ fascinating of all Prof. Biffen’s ex- periments in the laboratories of Cambridge University, England, concern production of varieties of wheat immune to prevalent pests.£ In all countries the most serious enemy of the wheat farmer is rustn In the bad rust year of 1891 the, loss due to this cause in Prussiai alone was calculated at over $100.- OO0,000, while a well known authori- ly estimates that the average loss from rust to the wheat crops of the world would not be covered by $500,000,000. No prophylactic against the dis- ease has ben discovered, and it is recognized that the only way to avoid it is to make use of varieties Un- fortunately the few such varieties, that exist are in other respects poor and unprofitable to grow. Prof. Biffen began his experi- ments crossing a variety peculiarly subject to the attacks of yellow rusti with an immune variety. The by“ brids produced were all severely at- tacked by rust. , In the following year such seedl as could be collected from these| plants was sown. The greater num-l her of the resulting plants were: much rusted, but some were en~ itirely free from the disease, though} growing up in the closest Citiltfii'l; v: 3. s 1 lie l-ltill lllillll.vk’l‘.. : in other vn r~l<, the experiment. ‘sCL'pii'Dillty and immunity . stature lift+++++++++ ++++9H++$ About the Farm ++++++++++6§§++§§§+L BUTTER. FROM WHEY. In Jefferson County, New York State, the St. Lawrence Dairy Pro- ducts (‘o., has "erected a. plant for the manufacture of butter from whey, and about 25 factories are supplying it with separator cream taken from whey. The butter made is said to be equal to best cream- ery butter. The loss of butter fat in cheese-making has long troubled factorymen, it being found impos-. sible to incorporate all the fat in the cheese. The new system ap- pears to have Solved the question and patrons are netting about 2%c. additional per 100 lb. from this source. The whey is said to be worth as much for feeding as beâ€" fore, and noes not sour as soon, being run through the separator at a higher temperature than under the old method retarding the action of lactic acid. About 4 lbs. of but- ter is obtained from 1,0v0 lbs. of whey. §l++++&++44 THE COW HELPS AUSTRALIA. “Corn is King in America and the cow is queen in Australia,” red marked R. J. Guthrie, agricultural editor of the Sydney Mail. “The cow has redeemed the country and hundreds of farmers who lost near- ly all they had by the drought of 1902 are now better off than they ever were, and it is all due to the cow. Australian butter ranks Well up with the best butter in the world. “Our butter making is all done bq cooperative creamcry system. It has been years since the farmer made butter on the farm. We have little use for a dual purpose cow in Australia. That is, the dairy far- mer wants a cow that will give milk ten months in the year, and he uses it for no other purpose while those who raise cattle for beef have no thought of milk pro- duction . ’ ’ LIVE STOCK NOTES. Do not winter more stock than you can feed well. Sell the surplus in the fall. The cow giving milk wants more food than the dry one by her side. Dtlll, some men feed all alike. Ilse common-sense, and feed each in~ dividual cow according to her needs. Select the breed which you like best, and then stick to it long enough to test its value. Cater to its special needs, but do not con- tinually shift from one breed to another. All standard breeds are good. Your favorite, properly cared for, is the best for you. I The trouble generally is that the =breeder is too anxious to have his young stock grow too fast, and oftentimes he is found forcing them along to early maturity'with fatâ€" tening food. This will give them a sleekâ€"looking appearance, and this is just what a great many breeders are working for, but which really is a detriment to the utility and value of the stock in question. Taken all around oats is the best rain feed young stock can have, but whatever feed is used, keep them growing every day, for it is only by that means they ever do their best. Any falling off is not only a present loss, but is a loss that can never be regained. Any animal that has been in any degree stunted, can never grow to its full by any after feeding or ‘ crowding, and the owner of such an animal loses, not only the extra growth the animal would have made, but also loses the extra. feed given in the attempt to gain what has been 10st. _ \._ to be a pair of Mendelian charact- ers, and consequently within the control of the breeder to combine with other characters according as be pleased. The fact that resistance to yellow rust is a unit character exhibiting Mendelian inheritance makes it a simple matter to trans- fer it to wheats which are in every way desirable except for their sus- ceptibility to rust. ‘ From the knowledge gained through his experiments Prof. Bif- fcn has ben able to build up wheats combining the large yield and ex- cellent straw of the best English Karictics with the strength of the foreign grain and at the same time ouitc immune to yellow rust. Dur- iiiz the present year several acres of such wheat coming true to type 0 grown on the Cambridge Uni- Experimental Farm, and en the quantity is sufficient to be market there is no icaSon in doubt. its exerting a con- siderable influence on the ag'dcul- tural outlook.

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