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“““‘\\\\‘\\\\\\\\\\fi\\\\\\\\\\\\\\S“SS‘\\\S‘\‘S\S\\‘\\S\S‘\\\\\\\\\\\\\‘SS“ lb PAGE SBTX A PROMISE OF ACCEPTANCE Hilda was silent; she was overthr trapped and taken, and yet in a pleased at her captivity. "I wonder if it can b thought, "the practical sid permost as he mused. "It tificial, in a way false. If has got to go it might as Then she glanced at the v the woman seated on the "Women will get the vote, I suppose," smiled Mary Pettigrew. "I hope it will make all the difference that you thought it would, my dear. Buut you‘ll want a husband, and a home and children like aAnyone else, I suppose "I‘m not doing you a favou exclaimed quickly. "I should be ed and honoured to be mistress ed and honoured to be mistress nere." "It seems the right and the natural decision," sighed Mary Pettigrew. "I had to let you know what I thought. You see, the doctor doesn‘t give me a very good report on my heart. I mightn‘t live until Simon comes home, Don‘t look startled, dear, or regretful. I‘ve had my life. I suppose on the surâ€" face it seemed very dull and uneventful, but it‘s been a pleasant routine and I‘ve enjoyed it. I‘ve been what‘s known as a sheltered woman, very ignorant and foolish, remaining always on the spot of ground and trying to keep it like a hoard for the next generation." "I tried to be a rebel, very much so," Hilda broke in. " I was independent, I had my own money, I was fortunately placed. It seemed to me that I stood at the very source of new events, and then the war came and it was all like "I tried to be a rebel, very : Hilda broke in. " I was ind I had my own money, I was placed. It seemed to me thi at the very source of new e then the war came and it w nothing." +*%*%! i FUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT X A *4 t ‘"I suppose SO,° Saidl Hil fully. "Does one really v things above everything? I know what he‘ll be like, you‘ll understand as I do, my "I suppose so," said Hilda doubtâ€" ‘sip. And yet on both sides was a kind fully. "Does one really waunt those of graciousness that robbed the petty things above everything? I don‘t know.‘ "alk of petty offence. know what he‘ll be like, I daresay | sSIMON RETURNS you‘ll understand as I do, my dear, that]} Two months later Simon Pettigrew he‘s not a very strong character. He‘s|returned, having been exchanged. He no definite gift, or even any very definâ€" {hqd been badly. wounded; his right leg ite aim in life.. He counted on yOou. YeS,!was permanently stiff, and he owed the was frank with you. I told you he| use of it only to the skill of a German counted on your money. Yet ‘he truly lsurgeon For the rest he was not so loved you, dear, he truly loved you.‘ ‘much changed, not that different perâ€" "Indeed," ‘said Hilda with a flush, "I | sonality that Hilda Boult, at least had begin to feel that that‘s something." / feared so much to see, but she felt esâ€" "He‘ll be difficult, petulant and P€€â€" |tranged both from him and the cirâ€" vish. After all, he‘ll feel that he‘s made \ cumstances ‘and it was more difficult a failure of the war like he‘s made 2 |than she had thought it would be. failure of his life." Simon came back in October, on a have| made a failure of ""Well, dear, he was a failure in so far as he couldn‘t decide on his career and he didn‘t know what he was going t.q be. ‘And he wouldn‘t throw in his lot with you, who were eager for the chance of change. Neither would he tolerate past traditions." NzOOO:Q:zzOQz:‘OQz0003000000 686460608 00464464%4 "And I suppose you want me to proâ€" ST. MARTIN‘S FLOW T‘ralailgar. EMILY BOULT: Vain and scheming daughter of an industrious yeoman farmer. PAUL MEDWAY: Young clerk of doubtful character from the pirates nest of Jamaica. 2nd Generation: * MARY PETTIGREW: Only daughter of Miles, an ardent young woman who seeks to rebel against the Victorian conventions of her time. HARRY MEDWAY: Quiect middleâ€"aged man of the Victorian type, son of Paul. MARTHA BOULT: Ungifted but attractive daughter of Emily and her cousin. 3rd Generation: SIMON PETTIGREW: Impracticable and lazy son of Mary, a young man disappointed ist Generation : MILES PETTIGREW: the headstrong young son of a typical English squire of the wars with Napoleon. OSE BARTLETT: Beautiful daughter of a retired sailor who fought with Nelson at ‘ coming upâ€" would be arâ€" the old place well go now." istful face of A TALE OF THE END OF AN EPOCH by MARJIORIE BOW EN | Simon came back in October, on a ‘dark evening of storm and wind, and !went straight up to the old Mansion \House, and Hilda down at the old Manâ€" sion Farm felt shut away as if that \ conversation that she had had with his mother had been not two months but ‘two years ago, and they were in a difâ€" !ferent world altogether. "You shall. We must have tea. It‘s a beautiful day and the sun‘s very strong, and;I feel more warm here in the rays than I‘ve been for a long time" The maid came in with the tea equipâ€" age and Hilda ncticed at once that it was no longer silver but porcelain, She looked at the china bowls in the winâ€" dows that were full of roses. She thought: "That is what I meant to do â€"kesp this place going. If Simon asks me again T‘ll have him. If he doesn‘t ask me, well, I must go to him." She understood that when Mrs. Petâ€" tigrew had asked for theitea to come in that she desired the serious conâ€" versation to cease; and the two women spoke no more of important subjects, but chatted over the war as it touched the village of St. Martin‘s turning a worldâ€"wide catastrophe into local gosâ€" sip. And yet on both sides was a kind of graciousness that robbed the petty talk of petty offence. By the first fire of the year Hilda, who was tired with the day‘s work overâ€" PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS Hilda herself got out the little Singei and drove it up to the old Mansion House. Catterham himself was on the doorstep; she say the doctor‘s car not far away. ‘This time it was what was termed "serious," then â€"â€"â€" "It‘s the shock, miss," said Catterham anxiously. "Mr. Simon coming back like that and her seeing him wounded. Of course, Dr. Sinclair said it was only to be expected. She has been, in a way, just keeping herself alive for him." "And she sent for me, and for no one else?" "No, miss, not for anyone else She hasn‘t got any near relatives. And they‘re the last of the Pettigrews, those two." ‘ The doctor came down the stairs. "Ah, it‘s Miss Boult, I‘m glad that you‘re ‘here." "Serious?" "Yes, shes very weak. One of those extraordinary women who live on their nerves. By right ‘she ought to have been dead years ago There‘s nothing of her. Her heart‘s been to pieces, worn out, I suppose you‘d call it. And then Simon coming home. I‘m going to send a nurse. The maid, Ashby, is excellent, but she‘s old too and can‘t do everyâ€" thing." "Yes, T know, but she‘sâ€"well, she‘s sleeping now, I‘ve given her a draught. I‘d wait downihere, if you don‘t minal, Miss Boult. She might wake up, I supâ€" pose in half an hour or so, and ask for you. It‘s wasting your time, of course, and you‘re a busy woman." Hilda shook her head, she could not speak. She went into the room where she had spoken with Mary Pettigrew two months before; there was the couâ€" ch with theibrocaded cushions, and there was the fire, a spare one, she noâ€" ticed on the wide hearth, there was the familiar panelling with its lovely amber colour and the few portraits that were of no great value and the oil painting of Henry Pettigrew that seemed to look at her with critical eyes Then Simon came into the room, and she rose to her feet and looked at him and gave a sigh. He was so little chanâ€" ged after all, seemed only to her to have a nobler and manlier air. He looked so much older. Poor Simon was still so young, yet lean and hollowâ€" cheeked, but his eyes bright and his colour clear, his easy carriage ‘upright, his lameness had hardly disfigu\red him at all. "Hilda, it was good of you to come. “Vfl}hat am I to do?" asked Hilda She sent for me." "Hilda, it was gooc But you can go away "Without seeing Y she sent for me!" "I knew. A sick w we shouldn‘t impose know what she‘s said | "Nothing," lied Hild should she say to me rather formal terms." "That‘s absurd, Hil How queer that we s talking to one anot} only a year since I w "Only a year and stood together by S stood together by St. said Hilda. *"Well, you the sentimental part of she added defiantly. yourself She‘s i1 "Yes, I‘ve come DaACK she‘s so remorseful. She well and strong for me." "Â¥YÂ¥ou must be well and Simon.: If sheâ€"well if : CcoOoverâ€"â€"â€"" "I suppose so. It‘ll be t war that killed her anyhow. "It was good of you to muttered again. "It‘s good of you to sa mocked, then bitterly. "Go all, we both belong to St. suppose." "Â¥es and I often thought of that." said he, eagerly. "Well, I won‘t tell you what I went through. T shall only remember it in nightmares."‘ "You ought to talk of it, perhaps, Siâ€" the sand. _ 1rC. mon, but not now. You mustn‘t think galloping up to of anything but your mother. The place about and looks the same, doesn‘t it? You must body?" â€" Esquil say ,ggt!least. She took the greatest famgee care and trouble that it should look the | Noh Bay Nu same." with civilization‘ "I must say it means more to me now the natives of than it used to. It makes one feel as , have decided wh if one had roots, as if one belonged to :anity. They shec something to com back to this >‘s i11 Yes, [ with anything of anything bu A sick wom?s i‘t impose on she‘s said to y " lied Hilda, was good go away seeing y( me!" 5; well and strong instead aâ€"well if she doesn‘t reâ€" another COPYRIGHT back She went d of © vour lda, with should be a half since We t. Martin‘s Flow," u may as well get of it over, Simon," concern ng we oughtn‘t to but your mother. . "Good! Af to St. Martin‘s Martin may as it over, "‘Dont‘ _ you to you like mother VOUuU nis that. inted fancy i to come like." a war on. standing this. It‘s . "What been on cy. But I don‘t THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TTMMINS, to be she After But a to;anity. They should have been sending even : missionaries to us these many years! he "Don‘t ask me," she said, quickly, "It‘s nothing." Like me, then." MHe seemed relieved almost pleased by her answer. "It‘s been nothing for me. Wounded in my first engagement, a prisoner, iliness and »xchanged." "Yes, I suppose it‘s something like that for me, too, Simon. I was, in way, disabled in my first engagement. YÂ¥ou, know, I had some ideas." "Don‘t let‘s think of them ever again Women will get the vote now, of course, and I don‘t suppose it‘ll make much difference." This place has got to go you know I suppose mother told you that?" he added going to the window and speakâ€" ing roughly. § "HMas she told you that?" asked Hilda anxiously. "No, she hasn‘t, though I can‘t supâ€" pose things are in a good way with the taxation and the war. But how selfish of me to be talking of myself. What of vou?" "Has it Simon of iIt." "Don‘t you? And yet you were againâ€" st this convention and all these old traâ€" ditions." "Perhaps I fell differently now Simon perhaps I don‘t know what I feel." "You‘re not engaged to be married?" he asked brusquely. "No, Simon." "Well, then, will you marry me? I‘ve nothing to offer but this old place, and it will have to be your money that runs it," "Don‘t say that, Simon. Yes! T‘ll marry you. (Because I‘m fond of you and the old Mansion House." She meant what she said. She was pleased, even glad at his embrace, his kiss, his thrill of joy. (She felt transâ€" formed to a more radiant, more worthâ€" while existence. Yet there was a pang too. She had sacrificed something, her independence, her stake in the future. Héw many people she had heard that! BELLS OF PEACE Hilda and Simon were married "very quietly," as the newspaper announceâ€" ment said, in the Church of St.Martin‘s that winter. And so Hilda Boult came to the old Mansion House as Hilda Petâ€" tigrew, and there were two mistresses there for a short while; Mary died with that inner serenity that is mistaken so often for peace, a few months after the wedding on an April day that hagd the same colour and strange perfume and hazy light as the April day when she, in «l1 the splendour of her rebellious eighteen years had ridden out on Besâ€" She looked at her husband with a | tenderness that was touched with pity She would never feel for Simon what a woman should really feel for her husâ€" band. But she did love Pettigrew, the other Mansion House, with a fierce pos-i sessive love that surprised her. The place had been familiar to her all her ‘life, she had accepted it as part of her1 'background( and yet it had been as far l- apart from her existence as the clouds in the sky. And now in was hers and she was named Pettigrew. During the war she had spent, discreetly ,a little 'money on the place, repairing it here _ and there.. She contrived to buy back some of the old furniture, the silver, iand the portraits there things were goâ€" !ing cheaply now, people preferred cash !t,o articles of this kind. Her clever |agents in London hsd been able not }only to find where the treasures were then, but to get them for her at modâ€" est prices. And now as she looked at her husâ€" band and clasped the baby to her breast she was thinking not of either of them but of Pettigrew. She would be able to ‘spend now without shame or restraint, ‘she was richer than even Simon knew He had been careless and even indifâ€" ferent about the settlements, he had allowed her no keep quite a fortune in her own nante without asking her how much it was. Well, it should all go into \the estate now; the place should flouâ€" rish as it had never fiourished before. Her husband‘s voice broke rather |harshly into her eagetr, excited musing. ! "Peace!" he complained. "And what !am I supposed to do? I‘m just a crock. iI suppose I‘ve got to play at being lord of the manner in world where both lord and neanor are anachronisms." i "They won‘t be," said Hilda, quickly, "‘Why should they? This is part of what we‘ve been fighting for, isn‘t it? We‘ve got to preserve it, protect it for Basil." (To be Continued) Td c sie the roan mare to ask Harry Medway to be her husband. In that spring of 1917, April, the war seemed intolerable; there was faltering, no lack of courâ€" age nor of hope, but faces were grim, the looks that were exchanged stern. Hilda [Pettigrew kept a firm hold on the economy both of the Mansion House and the Mansion Farm. "Things," AaS even the most stalwart folk ventured to whisper to one another, "looked 1;ather bad." In another year, another Easter 1918, it was the turn of the tide, and Hilda‘s first child, Basil was born. She had him in, her arms seated at the window where she conversed with Mary Pettiâ€" grew when the bells cof the village church rang out the news of the armisâ€" tice "Simon! It‘s pea seem possible, does strain?" a very Em 500 ostriches on a very late hour IN DARKEST AFRICA of the New Guinea area what is wrong with humâ€" ir only 499 had shown by the rudencess of ace at last! It doesn‘t s it, after so long aA I don‘t like to think Where their heads 1 1e 500th cam it party for ia beach. At Sa V ONTARIO Quiet Wedding Event on Saturday Evening A quiect wedding was solemnized on evening at seven o‘ciock beâ€" tween Miss Florette Auxiliatrice McEwâ€" en daughtér of Mr. and Mrs. Emmanuel McEwen, of Timmins, and Mr. Tarmod Christopher Kleven son of Mr. and Mrs. Carl Kleven, of Timmins. The wedâ€" dirg took place at the residencte of the Reverend A. I. Heinonen, 53 Rea street South, where Rev. Heinonen performed the ceoremony. Miss Leah J. C Heinonâ€" en and Mr. Cecilia M. Heinonen were the witnesses. Mr. and Mrs. Klevon will reside at 162 Maple Street South, the witne: will reside Timmins. on Cct. ist, 1922 Timmins Council of the Knights of Columbus was formally instituted. District Deputy Albert Tayâ€" lor and District warden Dr. Gagnon, of Cochrans, and their staff installed the cfficers. There were 31 charter memâ€" bers. There were visitors present from south Porcupine, TIroquois Falls, and other towns in the district, including A. E. Mallets, Grand Knight, and J. M. Beeman, Financial Secretary, of Cochâ€" ranec. (After the installation there was a bancuet at which there were a numâ€" ber of excellent addresses, the speakers includitfig Rev. Fr. Theriault, Rev. Fr. Roulieux, Dr. Gagnon, A. Tavior, A. E. Mallete, J. M. Rseman, E. O‘Callaghan, T. F. King, . Laprarie, J. E. Newton and cthers. There was also a programme of much merit including solos by J. Mcâ€" Grath and A. Kincaid; instrumental duset by Messrs. Hornsby and O‘Brien, and instrumental by Messrs. O‘Brien, Brazeau and Hornsby. lt it P P P P PA PA Om L es ult lt lt T wenty Years Ago w*% #% #% r The Advance twenty years ago took much pleasure and considerable space in telling about the success of the anâ€" naul fair at Golden City. It was the naul fair at Golden City. It was the second annual event of its kind at Porâ€" cupine, and there were big crowds, creditable exhibits and a fine time enâ€" joyed by all. There was an attendance of about 1500 There were ontries from as far awav as Porquis Junction. ‘Creâ€" dit was given for the good work done by A. C. White, J. W. Young and othâ€" ers to make the fair a success. Geo. Bannerman was the president, and J. wW. Young, secretary, and these two able and hardâ€"working officers were supâ€" ported by an excellent board of directâ€" ors. On the list of offcers of the Ontario Associated Boards of Trade twenty | years ago, there were three North Land men, F. K. Ebbit, of Iroquois Falls, Stevens, of Cchrane, and A. J. Young,| of North Bay. ® ; at the tims of the meeting in 1922 it was 750 tons. ‘The president predlct°d' an output of four millions a year. Genâ€" eral Manager R. J. Ennis in his 1'eport‘ stated that ore from No. 7 vein promisâ€" ed to rival that from the phenomenally productive No. 5. vein. The cutlook for increasing values at depnth was very zsocd. the officers and members c the board of directors were reâ€"elocted for the year. se ons *b 4 4 4% * 4443 | One of the front articles in The | Advance of Oct. 4th, 1922, was in regard to a reported placer gold find at Nellie Lake. The discovery was said to be j made in a shallow gravel bed, and sevâ€"| eral nuggets of good size were found. The report was followed by a minor rush to the Nellie Lake area, but the} discovery did not pan out as â€"well as some had hoped. The majority of the prospectors in this part of the North refused to get at all excited about the matter. The Advance was unable to | decide whether this was due to the| tact that the majority of the prospecâ€" tors were "gold ore men," or because they did not believe there was likely to be placer at the place and under the canditions suggested. What The Advance was inclined to think a sort of record freight shipment was noted twenty yvears ago when it took a auantity of household goods 42 days to go from South Porcunine to Barrie. Ont., by freight. Twenty yvears ago the Grand Master of the Oddfellows, Bro. T. A. Sharp, of Midland, paid an official visit to Timâ€" mins and South Porcupine Lodges. He was accompanied by Bro. Wm. Brooks Grand Secretary, and P. G.«M. Bro. Evanson. their visit to the North they instituted a new lodge at Kirkland From the Po'rcupine Advance Fyles they institluted a new 10088 as JAl Lake. large gathering of Odd: welcomed the distinguished visit Timmins. After the work of the there was a delightful banguet, t dress by the Grand Master being feature of the evening. Among the local and personal in The Advance twenty years the following:â€" "Hon. Manning ertyv visited parts of the Nort] **Mrs. comp holid: t matt e P BP P L P P M AQ M PP PA e a new lodge at Kirklan gathering of Oddfellow distinguished visitors t r the work of the orde T 1PTY rmichna@aei DT ellâ€"known ol NoX ising Scum a {ew ‘Arane whe aloration al 3TVC Land pr days frc ; | Arch.Gillies,B.A.Sc.,0.L.S. The Professional ingineer Delights in Difficult Work shook his head. ‘"I am sorry," plied, ‘we have no work here for you want a job you can go t This response sounded familiar engincer and made him fesel 1 home. ‘"Very well,‘ he said, /‘ had hell all my life and I gues stand it better than the othe wt. Peéeter. ‘‘LJO0 YOu motive Brotherhood the engineer respo "I am a different k do not understanc "what on earth do to tackle." Whereupon he departed for the nether regicons. And it camse to pass that strange reâ€" ports began to reach St. Peter. The celestial denizens, who had amused themselves in the past by looking down upen the less fortunate creatures in the Inferno, ccmmerced asking for transâ€" fers to that other domain. The sounds cf agony and suffering were stilled. Many new arrivals, after seeing both places, selected the nether regions for their nermanent abode. Puzzled, St. Peter sent messengers to visit hell and report back to him. They returned all excited, and reported to St. Peteor: "That erginreer you sent down there," said the messengers, "has completely 5.b C C C . C o i . . t i . i i . i . . i s . . s . o s . . i s . . . . . . s o. . . o s io 5 5) i n 3 (Est. 1912) ;’ 21 PINE ST. NORTH ,;j INSURANCE TIMMINS REAL ESTATE .;f We Also Sell War Risk Insurance k\\\.\‘\;\\\\'\\\'\%\\S\SSSSS%?%%X\'SSS‘XSS\‘XSX'%M Building Plans 23 Fourth Ave, P. H. LAPORTE, C. G. A. 10 Balsam St. North, Timmins, Ont. Accounting Auditing Phones Third Avenue At the present low rates you should be fully protected. The new form of policy for household furniture covers, fire, burglary, theft and travel risks. Let us quote you rates. 0. E. Kristensen CHIROPRACTOR RADIONTCS ANALYSIS Xâ€"RAY â€" â€" _ SHORTWAVE his head. "I am sorry," he re«â€" ‘we have no work here for you. If ant a job you can go to hell." esponse sounded familiar to the er and made him feel more at ‘"Very well," he said, "I have ell all my life and I guess I can it better than the others." St. was puzzled. *"Look here, young what are you?" "I am an enâ€" " was the reply, "Oh, yes," said ter. *"Do vou belong to the Locoâ€" Consultation is Free Bank of Commerce Building PHONE 60907 systems Installed Income Tax Returns Filed es 210â€"228â€"286 P.O. Box 147 F. BAUMAN Registered Architect Ontario Land Surveyor Swiss Watchmaker ate of the Famous Horologlkal Institute of Switzeriand Phone 1365 60 THIRD AVENUE Phone 640 Nnere there is a toOugh JODP Whereupon he departed for ob the Association ieers publishes the it will strike many ervant people as than pcetrvy in its Estimates, Etce. Phone 362 Tirnmins, Ont. Empire Block transformed the place so that would not know it now.. He has harn«â€" essed the fiery furnaces for light and power. He has cooled the entire place with artificial refrigeration. He has drained the lakes of brimstone and has filled the air with cool perfumed breezâ€" ‘es. He has flung bridges across the botâ€" itomless abyss and has bored tunnels through obsidian cliffs.. HMe‘has created ‘paved streets, gardens, parks and playâ€" grounds, lakes, rivers and beautiful waterfalls. ‘That engineer has gone through hell and has made of it a realm of happiness peace and industry." Kirkand Lake Man Grows Potatoes Row on Row in Barvel Art Scarrow, of 63Â¥A Second street east, Kirkland Lake, has demons‘rated very clearly how potatoes may be grown row on row in an ordinary barrel. In this barrel type of potato farming, Mr. Sscearrow has 40 pounds of the finest potatoes all grown in the one barrel. He used an ordinary barrel, putting a little earth on the bottom of the barrol Then he put in seed potatoes, covering them with eighteen inches of earth. On top of this eighteen inches of earth he put more seed potatoes and then anâ€" other eighteen inches of earth and then another laver of seed potatoes, and so on until the barrel is filled. Holes were cut in the sides of the barrel at each layer, and through these holes the potâ€" ato stocks came out to the air and light. ‘The Northern News quotes Mr. Scarrow as saying:â€" "By this method you can conserve space, and it has the additional advantage that you do not have to hce the potatoes." Mr. Scarâ€" row put in about six seed potatoes to a layer, and had three lavers in his barâ€" rel, thus getting fifty pounds of potaâ€" toes from his smalli expenditure of seed. "ifty Pounds of Fine Potaâ€" toes Grown in One Barrel North Bay Nugget:â€" According to a research revort the ukelele is of Portuâ€" guese origin. Is this true or is it mereâ€" ly another attempt to disrupt our friendly relations with Portugal? Dean Kester, K.C. Langdon Langdon MacBrien Bailey BARRISTERS and SOLICITORS 2% Third Avenue JAMES R. MacBRIEN FRANK H. BAILEY, L.L.B. Hamilteon Block, 830 Third Ave. Telephone 1545 Res, 51 Mountjoy St. 8. Phone 1548 J. E. LACOURCIERE LAWYER, AVOCAT NOTaARY PUBLIC Bank of Commerce Building Third Ave. â€" Timmins S. A. Caldbick Barristers, Solicitors, Ete, MASSEY BLOCK TIMMINS, ONT. Barrister, Solicitor, Ete and South Porcupine Timmins, Ont. §OLICITOR