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I thinkI there is a good mess of bass in Duâ€"‘her, “Go, door," he said quickly and swung 0 ,en the door of the car for I I I “I'l come later." 00» ‘d lamem handyv- In the mile that lay between them II” II I land the Mullaney house. the doctor II 13k? 21, 111ml), Said Ruth. “Y0u:explaiued more fully. Ruth had seen Will find things about as you left them, ’Mary Mullaney, a shy girl of sixteen Al. I haven‘t been able to clean yourfpoorly dressed. , room and I don’t think Mrs. Mullaney “Wanted to go out with her beau " oi in there.” isaid the doctor, “like any blessed II Joe reached for another lamp but'young thing would. They’ve been 1t Iliad no 011._ I lkceping it dark from Mullane . lle's I‘I ll fill this, Al, if. you'll wait a too much of a slouch to clean imself minute. I’m not keepirg the house-Eup Sundays. He's usually of? in the keepingr checked up very well since,woods, hunting and fishing. That suit- Mrs. IMuilaney left. Ruth says she ed Mary very well. He happened along is gomg to take the helm toâ€"morrowljust at the wrong minute i‘ms after- and 1 d9“ t mUCh lllama her." lnoon. She was getting into a machine The hired man dropped easily into 1with a strange young fellow. He ord- a IeIhmr. I I irrtd her to get out and stay at home. How do you like things now?" its bad business to humiliate onc's aSlied Ru’fll- ,child. Even if he didn’t like the looks “Bullyl’ declared A] with a little ‘of things he could have gone about it more emphasis than was needed to‘in 9 different w.1v." carry COIWiction. ’I'hey drove into the yard. The doc- “Aren’t you glad that I persuaded t2! {lighted leaving Ruth to look mt Joe that the eight-hour day was the for herself. Mulianey met them. best arrangement? Now you are get-l ‘ Quick, Doc! For God’s sakei We ting fifteen dollars more on the monthscan’t keep her awake much longer.” and you have your spare time to “Mrs. Mullaney knelt beside a Wursclfl” couch, sobbing aloud and beating the “Yes’m, that’s so,” said Al thought- hands of the girl who was slipping vall's pond. fun)’- I _ into stupor. “Farmers Will Simply have to come “Oh. honey, don’t go to sleEpl Mary, to it. System and management payhlary! Mother’s darling! Don’t leave in every other line of business. This‘me! Wake up, Mary! Listen, child, business of ‘boarding the hands’ on a and I’ll tell You something wonderful. farm is poor arrangement. What city . . . . Something . . . .” employer would expect his clerks to A little, inarticulate cry of joy and stay in his home? Pay the menlrelief fell from her when she saw the enough, I say, and let them lead their doctor. She flung herself into Ruth’s; own lives, away from the farm theyrarms. work on.” “To think you‘d find me like this “I reckon it’s some cheaper for youthe first time you came to see me! too, ain’t it?” suggested Al mildly. ’Oh, 'my baby! my baby! Oh, what if “No,” anSWered Ruth thoughtfully, he can’t save her!” I “as I've figured it, it is about the Ruth pressed her gently into a same. Of course we are paying you,cbair. more salary now, for less work. It' “Hush, dear," She Said tendel‘lY. balances up about even. But then,l“\ve’re going t0 save he!“ Mary is- YOu see,” she added ingeniously,‘-strong and Dr. Kellar knows.” “when you’re paid, you’re paid. Youé The doctor gaveISQme quick, low- don’t owe us anything and we don’t‘voiced orders. Wthh Rum Obeyed owe you anything.” swiftly. They did What they could “That’s so,” said Al slowly, “that’sIbut the drug had already got in some so.” of it deadly work. Then they lifted Joe returned with the light and the,thc girl to her feet and began the two men went into the bedroom thatlmarch against death. Dr. Kellar on had been Al’s before he moved to hislone side and Ruth on the other, they, sister’s under the new arrangement. half dragged. half carried her back When the fishing-tackle was located and forth, back and forth, the length the hired man set off. “The boys will of the room. Crouched in a chair, her be waiting for me over at the pond,” work-worn hands clutching her shoul- he explained. ders, Mrs. Mullaney watched them and “Aren’t you coming, Joe?" Ruth whispered broken prayers. Through called as he lingered in the room the window came the sound of a man’s down the hall. racking sobs. Ruth 'did not know “In a moment, dear.” He locked the how long they kept up that walk, wrth door and carried in the key on the the girl pleading inarticulately to be palm of his hand. left alone. Joe came after a while “That room is emptyâ€"41nd there and relieved lliS WIfe. The doctor are six people in John Olsen’s cabin,” nodded to her. “Better look_ after the he said slowly. rest of them. Mary is rev1v1ng. “Al likes this way best, doesn’t he?” Ruth slipped away from them and his wife asked sharply, feeling a di- went to look for Mullaney. She found vision of thought She could not anaIlum crouched against the Side of the l lyze. “It means more money to him.” barn, moaning. through his lOCkEd "Yes, he says he (10%,” answered handsâ€"a conscrenceâ€"stricken man. Jos absently and he laid the key on “I meant her no harm, Mrs. Hay- the mantel beside the notepad. Ruth den,” he repeated over and over. “I turned away and then they talked of love MYChlldl‘efiv I’InIYmt mUCh Shakesi other things. at makm’ a nice livm’ for them but I’d shield them from danger if I had,I to 1walk on fire ,to do it! I want my. I. I ‘ gir s to be good gir s. IV ary’s young Ruth felt an Odd he‘ltancl to N" and I didn’t know that feller. I done introduce the subject of Mrs. Mulâ€" ,, - . - laney’s payment. In the week that ggiyymm’ thmg bu 1“ make “2 “p’ followed she hal much to do. J08 warned her not to overtax her strength. She knotted a little fist that was gaining a brown tinge again and pointed to the tight muscle on her PART II. Ruth sat beside him on the longi ‘grass and talked steadily. Her voice; gradually released him from his agon- iized tension. Ruth would never have f I I _ another such opportunity. She used: Olga”? h , I, I ndlit and he responded. He would dress ‘00 at t at‘ m 501mg 3 up on Sundays and meet Mary’s’ strong and my muscles are hard. I use f ,- , - my brain and my heart IS in my job” Ilends. He would buy new dresses. But I wonder why I on” accomplish , Igor the girls. Yes, he would, he would .1 I . l as much as MrSI Mullaney? She Is e a real man. husband and father. , I . Finally quieted, but spent as if mUCh 01d?“ She 10?“ fax: fulfil” andlfrom a life wound, he went back to she'certainly hasnt the incentives tome houSe with Ruth It was past, do her best that I have. Yet she is - ~ , . Q - .. l much surer and swifter in the raceizggingfgi The doctm “81d the won“ than I am." “I , i, ,. . - “I think,” said Joe slowly, as if be “He :2": gfige'hzlggggdofgotjosaég:l were feeling his way in his own mono“, and I think h i i , . .I , , ell be wanting ‘Ifil‘at 1°,Pecause 3°“ are to lend Mulluney a hand with this: ‘ Sh}; If; zdmIndlc‘I’Ip'I h did not ask week’s work. You and I will watchffi 0 919 “‘3 S 8 At last the heart-shaken family him to Explain. ‘ ll ' I Late Sunday afternoon, as She tug'llifgeirgi til: ErsteéOCTiiegmtliie: I god at a viciously-rooted burdock in. . . . .. . . . I _ _ I . I. . prepared a lunch for themselves and the back yard. Joe u as milking in theE ate It beside the {ml ham subper was ready and Rum “When vou L 'lled me I was veri‘ observed that bed of burdocks. Sheltil‘ed." said Ruth. “Now afteIIVhaltl; a attacked it with a kind of fierce enâ€" this 1 £991 Staging and fresh- erEyI I.an experience! _ , “There just isn‘t time to do all the' “My (1931‘ lady," Said the Old (IoC-fi things that ought to be done and If“: “you have had 5'9“? 51'“ baptism,’ haven’t the strength to do them! Oh..0f neighborhood servrcc. I I would not» deal-g I wonder what Joe meant bybave called on you tonight if there: woman near: “Ruth, it‘s sundm-g" Joe Cameerough. I didn't know you had the through the picket g}... “Besidesicourage and the strengthâ€"and the you're exhausting yourself. You look loveâ€"‘0 do It.” “I am not sure that I had. It She straightened up, flashed andv‘Iscemed to be given to me at the mo- ilel'VoUS with exertion and started m merit. I owe Mrs. Mmlazxy a gun; speak. She would ask him about that dealt Sh? folâ€""id limit ‘dZ‘ISlI WWI-kill if" handicap, A Shout at, the gate Caused I comr- to me when I was ll'..I .\ot utitil both of them to tum, rteâ€"night did I realize tile land of serâ€" "Hullol )lz‘s. Hayden. come WEN-:3? \‘icc she rendered me. I had cal: jthe VOICO was imperative. Dr. !{ rICd her service in. terms oi mo was bringing his car- to a halt ,_.;_.._Jg'\vanted to pay her with a Che:g‘.l.. the gate. ; “You knew no better." mid the doc- ")lu‘.‘.;ine§,"s oldest girl is in imdltor gently. “you had not learned the shape. Hurry! I haven’t a minutgiusolessness of trying to measure in.- 13 lose," 'value of l; :xess in com." “What is the matter with her?" % He sat .Ilent for a little EE'ZLTL'lzli‘; "Swallowed iaudzinum.” Itke flickering: lire Ugh; Ibex: ._ Ruth turned white with hoiroz‘. She SkaE agalll- ‘ £,ltil.i,'i('l a: Joe. "You supper~the milk." I financial problems have here: tackled “The great mirds that “TOFIlr with __- . , , , C cw t e» . every meal [I stimulates up pe u re and aids digestion. It makes you [end doyonmore - good. Note how u relieves that otufiy lacuna aflcr hearty eating. I mil in " ,_ Whit teens. . a I o I I b and M the subject of neighborhood credit. In my thirty~five years of practice in this community I have seen boarded trea- sure that all the gold in the governâ€" ment vaults could not replace. The goodness and tenderness and mercy of neighbors is the greatest treasury in the world. You can never in anywise repay your neighbor for what he has done for you. Rates 01' exchange canâ€" not be figured in the country. You can reward your neighbor only in terms of his need. You’ll be growing stronger than you have ever been, Mrs. Hayden,” he went on. “These are your people, here in this commun~ ity where you have chosen your hus« band and your home. You owe Mrs. Mullaney something money cannot pay. In turn, you have made Let your debtor toâ€"night. Sympathy and love and understanding are the safest cub rency in the world." The old man was very tired. His watching spirit was stronger than his mortal body. His voice began to trail huskily. He nodded once or twice, turned his head on the worn uphol- stery of the chair and went to sleep. Ruth had much to ponder and she kept the watch until dawn when she tapped softly or. Mrs. Mullaney’s door and gently shook the doctor. Then she Set off to walk through the (lowâ€"cover- ed field to her own house. Her heart was leaping- with the joy of a great discovery. , She saw Joe coming toward her acress the field with a bridle over his arm. “I was going to hitch up and bring you home,” he said. “I knew you would be. very tired.” There was a light in her eyes. like that of the morning sky as she looked up at him. “I am not tired, dear! discovered my handicap!” “You are looking wonderful." Smoke was curling? up from the chimney. “You haven’t had your breakfast!" “No, you know I’m not much of a cook. But Al is there fixing things up. He came up three hours early this morning, Ruth,” he said slowly at last. “He wants to go back on his Jargain. He says he would rather work for less wages. . . This has al‘ ways been his home." For answer she squeezed the big, brown hand that held hers. Words are not always needful. They went together into the pretty sitting-r0011: and Ruth took something from the mantle beside the clock. Still holding Joe’s hand she went into the kitchen. Al stood beside the stove shaking: the coffee pot and grinning sheepishly. With a smile Ruth handed him the key to his door. The-in she lifted the lid of the stove and dropped into the flame a notepad with some figures on it and a long line drawn through the middle of them. “I've discovered what I left out of my calculations, Joe,” she said as she replaced the smoking pancake griddle. “Breakfasts ready,” said Al Grimes. “I i'cckon’d you'd not feel like trottin’ it so I turned to. Your IWI have ‘Pa, Joe, used to say my fiapjacks were itbe beatinestl I used to make ’em when your Mo. was short-harried. Sit (The End.) W Iupln Be silent or say smut-thing better than silence. Greatest Professional Opportunity Siudy Ghiiniratiic Toronto College of Chiropractic 3 Charles St. West Toronto "'7 3a . Government Municipal N Industrial Let us senl you clrl-ulnr ‘n’ 7 Per "exit. Plus Safety rplaiw'w ytlil are: Dominion Brokerage Co. 821 FEDERAL BUILDING TORONTO â€" ounmo