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v THE DAI ¥ LY BRITISH WHIG ---- : "The Maples" of Cartwright's Point By Miss A. M. Going In Willison's Monthly Magazine. The Maples, built by the late Sir , members of this family who have in- Bishard Lartwzisht, SoMa. P.C.} hétited a Jove vy an Appreciation of - n 7 or a summer home, is one | beauty. n the early spring, of thé beauty spots of Canada. Itis space between the maples is 5. situated sbout three miles from with hepaticas; blood root opens its Kingston, Dat, on the share of the | frail white blossoms where the tenm- St. Lawrence River, and yet is 80 nis-court hides between the trees; securely hidden by a scan of the and later columbine nods its scarlet trees from which it too ts name | head from the rocks and baby ferns that the Fhonsands ot Bateriais Wha uncuri their fropds at the first toych pass along the Provincial BOWAY | of the suti. The only woods nlar from Toronto to Montreal have no | Kingston where the first spring flow. idea that within half a mile from the | arg pushing their fragrant Blos- road is this dear old home within its soms through dead leaves, park and garden, with its beautiful] sound the hospitality of the Cart- views of lake and river, and its me-| woienes is at times sadly taxed, for mories of the men who were mak-|,griie of children wander at will ing Canadian history when Rt. Hoh. through the grounds and may be Sir Richard Cartwright was Minister |, oi with arms. full of flowers, fre- reasonably---and to know the pain-| ful pangs of jealousy. Marcella was no exception to the normal girl in love. She despised herself for saying: "#ho is Leonie Day-'--but for the {ite of her she had to ask. "Of, quite a fetching little thing! Plays merry havoc with the men, all right. Cute, pretty, clevar! Knows how to flatter. She got round this Holden fellow beautifully. He se! her up in a little hatshop of her own, and she's really doing awfully future aim in life was to ot to her husband's pleasure, to male her fnterests subservient to his--Iijdeed, to have no interests that did nt eir- cle round himself, his homel his happiness and comfort. The "breaking in" process Would be amusing. As a boy, he had bripken fn many an untamed colt in hi§ un- cle"s stables, ' He had.been rather cruel, 4 times, but had always won. was stimulating to contemplate a similar "To marry you within a month?" d Marcella automatically, By comprehending the import words. "You-----you cannot be earnest! You are joking!" contrived to shake out a little laugh, The best----the only was 10 treat the thing as humor- I, though deep im her subconsc- js mind she knew that a sense of jor wasn't Warwick Treman's me- of Finance in the Mackenzie Govern- Be knew, £00, he realized that she He was extraordin- success with this high-spirited rather "difticile'" young woman. «The big car purred along with well in business. Trust her to come out on top!" ment. The house is bulit on land taken quently throwing away as many as they carry home. The limestone and the granite meet on Cartwright's twig! Mn in reading moods. a sight into the normal work- the buman mind had placed igh in the business world, and go still higher. king?" It was the man's turn bh. He did so grimly, and de- ately. "You underrate your own of fascination, if you think 1 seriois in every word I He gave a careless high, half ad- miring, half contemptuous, that de- finitely classified Miss Leonie Day. Marcella gave an astonished gasp. "Miles Holden--seét this girl up in a hat-shop! It éan't be the same man." Her breathless eagerness, her revident chagrin at the linking of this other woman's name with that of Holden, the guick jealousy in her very tones~--did not all these prové the extent of Mer infatuation with the fellow? It pleased Warwick Treman, there- fore, to hurt her further, for 'he was annoved and vexed himself. "It is the same chap, positively, unless there are two sculptors of that name. The girl was his--er-- model, til he paid her off." He gave A meaning pause, to al- low the last remark to sink in pro- perly. "She has a lovely figure," he con- tinued: "Come, what on earth's the matter?" "I don't believe a word of it." cried Marcella, giving herself away completely, and heedless that she did. "You are dnventing stories just because you know I--I admire him so!" The man pretended to look amaz- on a long lease from the Government by the young Member for Lennox and Addington, Mr. Richard John Cartwright, a member of a family who had come from the colonies to the south before the exodus of the United Empire Loyalists in 1784. Hon. Richard Cartwright, his grand- father, was oné of the founders of Kingston and had been given grants of lind from George III for his ser. vices to the state, Point, as the wooded portion of the estate is still called; therefore its flora is varied, and botanists find it a treasure-house. The family, who during Sir Rich- ard"s active pgriiamentary days spent the winters in Ottawa, have since his death spent them in King- ston and do not wait for the beauty of the early spring to pass before going to their summer home. They are there to watéh the birds begin their housekeeping in the big syrin- ga bushes, where peveral families of catbirds are always to be found. The phoebes consider the vérandah their special place but this year were driven forth by a pair of chipping sparrows; yellow warblers like the rose-bushes to nest in; and a pair of flickers come back every year to an old oak tree at the end of the garden. The owners of The Maples love all wild things, and thé birds and the beasts show no fear of them. Rabbits play tag across the lawn, and guests joining ths family at afternoon tea may be surprised at a visit from several chipmunks who are on the look-out for crumbs and may linger to play hide-and-seek among the chairs. soothing sound. The rain had ceas- ed and sunshine lay a-thwart the fields and hedgerows, turning the landscape to a mellow golden green. Marcella was staring out of the window, her clean-cut, youthful pro- file showing perturbation. "Turn round, and listen, my dear," said her companion suddenly. "You and I have lots to talk about. But first of all, let's Investigate this boardship flirtation of yours. No. don't be angry at the word! It was merely a passing fancy, I am posi- tive. I've crossed the Atlantic several times myself--and so I know." He gave a light laugh, though his eyes were unsmiling. Marcella met his gaze. "You don't understand in the very least!" she responded bravely.' "Oh yes, I do! The affair with me had grown a little humdrum. 1 didn't play. the 'ardent lover'." "I was too busy, making money for our future, dear. Ours, understand? But all the same, though I didn't make the pretty speeches of this pretty boy of yours----" his thin, well-shap- ed lips curled in a half-sneer--"I have always wanted you, Marcella. And now-----now I don't intend to lose you---even if I have to force you hand!" His eyes held a curious mixture of triumph and desire, so that the girl shivered, Fh Dominion Textile Company | Limited AER ToRERS "PRUE COTTON" .MONTRF.AL--TORONTO--WINNIPEG Marcellas breath came fast, and Ther heart fluttered in her bosom like L4 prisoned bird. . This "caught" feeling was absurd though any girl, these modern ever need marry against her tion!~-but none the less, the © gtustion was fraught with all sorts Wolf hidden dangers and awkward- foolish she had been, to out the story of her love for I Why not take time, and the news gradually, diplomati- "But I didn't know that Warwick pn WAS so much in earnest!" told herself. "And anyway 1 jght--I thought he was a gentle- ! This kind of talk is black- mail, ten't #7 How too ridiculous to ink Be could force my hand!" Aloud she said, striving for non- of ranner:-- "This is 1923, and you can scarce- carry me off by force, can you? for using the Swiss episode as a-- and acting on Four own ghy, I was only a kid at time, i 0. You wouldn't surely From Forest to Estate. When Mr. Cartwright, then sitting upon the Conservative benches in the House of Commons at Quebec, tbok the lease of what has been for many years known as Cartwright's Point, a rocky promontory, thickly wooded, with little arable land, the only use to which it seemed likely to be put was as a site for another fortress for the defence of Kingston's harbor. In fact, a clause in the lease mentioned that 9t ¢ould be reclaimed dy the Government for that purpess only. Labor was plentiful, 8d an army of workmen was sent down from the town; and soon paths were made around the point, the underbrush ta- ken from between the'trees in the part reserved for the park, and the house begun wheré the land seemed most likely to produce flowers and where the best view of the river and the neighboring islands could be ob- tained. Stories are still told of the hundreds of men employed by Sir Richard in turning this waste land into a small estate, and one of the oldest cab-drivers, lately passed to to defy a Canadiap winter--so the family leaves for 'Kingston, and a white covering falls on woodland and garden. The lease of the land was re newed until after Lady Cartwright's death, and since that time the pro- perty has been purchased from the Government by the estate. The sons of Sir Richard and Lady Cartwright have served their country both in South Africa and in the Great War. Colonel Robert Cartwright, of Sum- merland, B.C., and Colonel Frank Cartwright served in both wars and were decorated for valor. The lat ter was slso in the West with the Strathcona Horse. Major Conway Cartwright, Vancouver, served {a The Magic of Autumn. But it is when Autumn énters with her royal banners of scarlet and gold that The Maples is at its loveliest. At the first touch of frost, the magic begins. A maple turns a rosy pink, the sumach of the rocks béhind tHe "Are you really so ignorant of art as not to know that these -sculptor- ohnnies work from 'life'? \ "It isn't that. M's your--your hateful insinuations--'paying ther off--the hat-shop--" His lip curled sarcastically. B® When reading be- || comes an effort it = pays to visit the CHAPTER VIIL "That isn't love speaking." (She i p to methods of that sort. You're iF too square!" An appeal to the chivalry innate every man would soften him, she +hoped. Which goes t6 show Marcel 's ignorance of the type. He back in a corner of the J s from which point of van- d see each flickering ex- 'her pretty face. What a is! And how desirable! now that this Bim to fresh efforts! Tremain loved a in" business were his erest, naturally. He had) love befors business, not g , and was attracted Hh EN , (Her ' 8d been the natural outcome néglect. The man's innate van- assured him this was the "raison of Bet changed attitude to- A t sha loved the other , he would cut him out. Hang he saw he had neglected fickleness---he called it Marcella. He would have her, 'cigarette, my dear?" He her his gold, monogrammed i to the nerves. one too. He rega her between half- ids. Jove! She was pretty? Had taught her how to 'of her present perturba- 'could see how vastly she had roved---in poise, in gesture, In very air with which she wore her n't want a girl with money. } 38d heaps of that himself. Wo- 3 money of their own grew and "up-stage." He had no 'independence In a wife. She to him for everything, | $t! He's a friend--a great friend-- must not let him see she was afraid: She must answer him in his own language. Strong men had the bullying instingt in them, and this one was no exception.) 4M "If a man really loves a girl, he doesn't seek to Tnjure her---her reputation. And he wants to see her happy with the man she cares foe!" Warkwick Tremen flung back his head and laughed aloud. The counterfeit of mirth was éxcellent. "I'm not really 10 wear a halo yet, my dear. Such heights of altruism are beyond me. I'm not a saint." Then, sobering: "I'm merely a véry human individual who loves and wants an equally . human woman, and who intends to have her, evén 1f the means to the end are not as pretty as he'd prefer them to be. But he has to use what weapons are available. That's life and common- sense. Cut out this 'noble' stuff." "That's what .I would. be cutting out, were I to marry you." He reached over and caught her gloved hand in his. "Come, don't be silly. This namby- pamby chap has filled you up with all sorts of high-falutin' ideas thai could-gever stand the light of day. You'd tire of poverty with him, in no time. As a practical business man, I've no use for these so-called artistic chaps, and pity the wo- man who's ever fool enough io be taken in dy their clap-trap, and thelr talk of temperament and 'art for art's sake' and the sickening line that 1s their stock-in-trade!" The girl's tones had the sharp clink of ice as she cut in with: "I should be obliged if you would n't drag him ints this conversatiion. You'vé given your opinion; leave it at that. I shan't contradiét you, be- cause even you yourself would see how wide of the mark you are, were you to meet Miles Holden--"" '"Miles Holden?! That's the name, is #t? Now, where have I heard # betore? : And Warwick Treman straighten a, knitting his brows thoughtfully or & it "Holden? Holden? Ah yes, 1 have of little Leonie Day." And the man gave & meaning smile that was mot lost upon his To love Js to sufter--stupidly, un- | lieve that "You're afraid that your saint has feet of clay? My dear child, T know nothing of the morals of the man. But ft would be news indeed to learn that artists, of people, are exempt from the ordinary weaknesses of life. Use your intelligence and common sende, and don't (let this idle in- fatuation run away with you." "You must tell me more, I lave a ~right to kgow,"" breathed Mar: cella, casting prudence to the winds. Warwick Treman shrugged his shoulders lightly. "I'm 'sorry I mentioned the mat: | ter, since you're so upset about it. But I certainly can't go back on what I've sald, I've attended to some small investments for Leonie Day, and when your friend set hér up in the Maleon Leonie, as she calls her place of business, thé transaction was put through by my firm. There's no denying thé fact that the Ar ¢hap gave her the money. Why, walked right into my office ith the girl! Now that I cme to think of it, his face at Southampton was vaguely familiar! Nice looking chap, I grant you! This happened about a year and a half ago---maybe more. The girl's doing nicely." Marcella clutched at a straw, "He--he gave her the money out of kindness. Hé's so generons and quixotic, he would give everything he had to--to anybody" Warwick Treman touched her hand. "Wake up, by child. As though [@éedy sculptors were in the habit of banding out three hundred pounds to 'anybody'! Don't you believe it + » «+ mot unless Joey got full value for the money!" . Ensued a very painful pause. Mar cella, 'with averted face, her under: Hp bitten till it nearly bled, so that The lovely landscape had grown dimmed, and all its beduty gone. Warwick Treman went on, suavs- 's not in your £54 i fail Fite z : i FFE fu i i reel | i | i Ef : : 1 g £ £ 2 z z i £ i 15 his rest, told a member of the Cart- wright family, whom he had always driven, 'that when he was young Le drove Sir Richard down to see how the work was getting on and saw the workmen roasting a sheep whole for their dinner, mer home, but its thick walls large rooms long French windows opening on to the wide verandah that runs around three sides of the house, give it an air of comfort and permanence. The house faces the southeast, and to the right lies the garden, a border around a square of shaven laws. May the great peony bushes make. a glorious take their place; n | Summer & succession of bright blos- soms show against the background of tall trees. closes the garden: on the lawn to the right of the house, scarlet ger aniums make a vivid spot of color; and the gravel drive at the entrance is broken by a bed of flowers and tall palms. ston homé of this branch of the Castwright family for half a cen- tury, and here they have spent the summers with the exception of years when a trip to Europe was taken by Lady Cartwright and her daughters. Here came many of the men whose names are famous in Canadian his tory; here thé Marquis of Dufferin and Ava visited Sir Richard and Lady Cartwright when he was Gov- ernor-General of Canada, and on the walls of the long drawing-room at' The Maples is-a pieture of him given to them as a memento of a pleasant, restful visit. another noted visitor to Sir Richard and Lady Cartwright's suramer during his stay in Canada. | where a'view of Lgké Ontario stretehing to the horizon may be had resistin Beauty and Quiet. The maples was Built for a dum: nd with fire-places, its show; in June the roses and through the A cedar hedge en- This has been the King- Lord Carnarvon was A path winds around the point house holds forth a blood-red finger to show what the Spirit of the North has done for her, the point below the house shows touches of gold and crimson amongst the dark green of the fir-tfeés, and slowly the yearly pageant of Autumn passes. 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