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[EASTERN ONTARIO NEWS MARINER IS DEAD © {Ome of the best cgi Kingston died suddenly yester- when Capt. Henry Es- a at his home, auS La was : Ontario Navigation Com- now the Canada Steamship es, and was always rega ed as , one of the most efficient lake and river captains, while his ability as a pilot was known throughout the he sailed. . ; late Capt. Esford for over 40 3 had been a member of the fader dent Order of Oddsellaws, Kingston Lodge. He was a a member of Cataraqui Lodge of the Masonic Order, He was an Angli- can in religion, Last May the late Capt, Esford and Mrs. Esford cele- _------------ YOU RUN NO RISK rs. Sybilla Spahrs Tonsilitis, use a iy Re Cough, Bronchitis, Croup, Catarth, Head Colds, and all Throat and Tomsil Diseases. Success - or money back, Oshawa Druggists. S-------------------- jEEEENEENS [ BURNING ¢ 2 QUESTION "SOLID COMF MY SON, satisfied of our Winning Weigh. The Arcad MONDAY A Day of Exceptional Values 2,000 yds GINGHAM 81" wide, in small, med- jum and large check, also plain colors, Yard, 15¢ 100 Purses Sample lot of nice style Purses to clear, Each, o8 Remnants 2 large tables full; Silks, Woolens, Wash Goods, Ginghams, Linens, SPECIALLY PRICED Shop At The Arcade _ "The Busy Bargain Store ford Esford of Det Bank, and ughters, Mrs. Tisdale of J Mrs, y= worth of Gananoque, and Mrs, Hil- ton of Kingston, 2 CONSERVATIVES CHOOSE OFFI CERS FOR YEAR 4 The annual meeting of the Con- servative Association of Belleville was held last evening. Interest in the proceedings was centred in the address of R. D, McDougall, M.P, for Inverness; W. E. Tummon, M, P. for South Hastings, and T. A, Thompson, M.P.P,, for North Lan- ark, also spoke, Officers were elec- ted as follows: President, Ald Charles A. Payne; vice-president, Alderman G. H, French; secretary- treasurer, R, H. Ketcheson. Mr, McDougall referréd to .the fact that he represented a consti- tuency that was Liberal for years. The rights of the Maritime Prov- inces were recognized by the Con- servative party and for this reason the provinces had sent an almost solid contningent to Ottawa and in Qingston died suddenly yester- ELECTED MAYOR D. B. McLaren has been elected Mayor of Renfrew by acclamation, J. L. Murray having retired follow- ing a promise given by Mr, Me- Laren that he would be in favor of hearing any deputations of citizens that might appear before Council in reference to issues raised late- ly. W. A. Moore gets the Reeveship without opposition, There will be a contest for the office of Deputy Reeve, contestants to be R. F, Fra- ser and F. X, Plaunt. There are six candidates in the field for Councillorships and three to be elected, The ratepayers will choose from P, F, Guest, James Fennessy, M. J, Sulphur, William Thompson, Frank Vice, Philip H, Bolger, CAPT, M, HEFFERNAN PASSES, There passed away very sudden- ly at his home in Picton on Mon- day, February 13th, Captain Mi- chael Heffernan in his 69th year, The deceased had beer in {ll health for some time but the end came while he was visiting friends in his own home, Captain Heffernan was a life-long resident of Picton hav- ing been horn in this town. He married Miss Flora Smith of Pie- ton and to the union was horn two sons and seven daughters; Capt, T. Heffernan, Picton; Capt, Fred Hef- fernan Belleville; Mrs, T. Seidel- man, Springfield, Ohio; Mrs, R, Heffer, Oshawa; Mrs, H, Stanton, Detroit, Mich,; Misses Edythe, Grace and Reta Heffernan at home and Mrs, Harry Slaven, Welling- ton, all of whom survive, Capt, Heffernan was a member of St. Gregory's Church and in politics a8 Conservative, For up- ward of fifty years he sailed the Great Lakes, An instance in Capt, Heffernan's sailing is related hy Capt, N. Palmatier, One day he (Mr, Palmatier) was proceeding from Oswego and something went wrong with the engines, He saw a boat twelve miles astern and twelve miles off hig track, He sounded three whistles, the distress signal, The mate on the other boat heard them and reported to his captain-- Captain Heffernan--who immedi- ately turned from his course and made for the disabled vessel, tow- ng it on to Kingston, Truly, the late Captain realized that there was courtesy on the water as well as land, Last season Capt. Heffer- nan was inp command of the Str. Aragon and for many years was Captain of the Hepburn boats. The funeral is being held this Thursday afternoon from his late residence, Bridge St., with service at St. Gregory's Church at 9.00 a. m., The pall bearers are close friends of the deceased: Messrs. Jas, deC, Hepburn, Ed, McCaw, Jas. Livingstone, Capt, Savage, P. Goodwin and D, J. Goodwin. Rey. Father M, E. Crawley will offici- ale. Interment Mount Olivet Ceme- TY. When the pangs of starvation yoi've felt, You mey get much comfort-- or some--from The fact (ae you pull in your belt, And don". know where the next meal will coms from) That although you should feel very ill Through requiring more food in small doses, Whatever you die of, you will Not expire of the rich man's Cirrhosis. A ---------- Professor Al McCrimmon of McMaster University Will be the ANNIVERSARY PREACHER SUNDAY 19TH in EMMANUEL BAPTIST CHURCH "A Speaker with a Con- tinental Reputation." Dr. McCrimmon will also give his 'famous lecture en- titled "A Man at Large in the World" on Monday evening at 8 p.m, All in- vited. No tickets required. Community singing at 7.50. _THE OSHAWA DAL.Y TIMES, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 18, the Sau Millsburg is a little manufacturing with a. "Milt," Wi Maggie, who had been. to see the in- terpreter, an: earnest diseussion on the industrial unrest of Millsburg takes place, the ) dntelpreter trying to explain' sym tically the viewpoint of the Roi socialists of the Flats' district, whom Helen characterizes as a menace to the country, Helen feels keenly the industrial crisis in her' family circle, where her brother is opposed to the stern uncompromis- ing attitude' of their father toward the industrial unions, The Interpre- ter refers to Helen's youthful ro- mance with Charlie Martin, a neigh- bor in the old home, who, since the war, is a workman in her father's mill, but Helen replies that she never sees him now, Adam Ward still re- tains ownership of the old home ad- joining the Martins, but has let it fall into disrepair affording a distinct contrast to his mansion on the hill, Chapter V. ADAM WARD'S ESTATE, In spite of that smile of mingled admiration, contempt and envy, with which the people always accompan- ied any mention of Adam Ward, Millsburgh took no little pride in the dominant Mill owner's achievements. In particular, was the Ward home, most pretentious of all the imposing estate on the hillside, an object of never-failing interest and conversa- tional speculation, "Adam Ward's castle," the people called it, smiling. And no visiting stranger of any im- portance whatever could escape be- ing driven past that glaring architec- tural monstrosity which stood so boldly on its most conspicuous hill- side elevation and proclaimed so de- fiantly to all the world its owner's material prosperity. But the sight-seers always viewed the "castle" "and = the "palatial grounds" (the Millsburgh Clarion, in a special Sunday article for which Adam pair, so described the place) through a strong, ornamental iron fence, with a more than ornamental gate guarded by m.ssive stone col- umns, Only when the visiting stran- gers were of sufficient importance in the owners eyes were: they permitted to pass the conspicuous Private Pro- perty, No Admittance sign at the entrance, As the cigar-stand philoso- pher explained, Adam Ward did not propose to give anything away. The chief value of his possession, on Adam's thoughts, lay in the fact that they were his. He always said, "My house--my grounds--my flow- ers--my trees--im, fountain--my fence" He even extended his ownership and spoke of the very birds who dared to ignore the Pri- , No Admittance sign my , So marked, indeed, was this characteristic habit of his speech, that no one in Millsburgh would have heen surprised to hear him say, "My sun--my moonlight. And never did he so forget himself as to include his wife and children in such an expression as "our home." Why, indeed, should he? His wife and his children were as much his as any of the other items on the long list of the personal possessions which he had so indus- triously acquired; In rfect harmony with the principles that ordered his life, the owner of the castle made great show of hospitality at times, But the recipients of his effusive wel- come were invariably those from whom, or through whom, he had reason to think he might derive a definite material gain in reurn for his graciousness, The chief enter- the community and the situation ia |, Old House BELL WRIGHT. reasons, wished to impress with the fine combination of business ability and sterling Christian virtue that so. distinguished his simple and islacere mature, Profess yourself he disinterested friend of a man-- make him believe that you value als friendship for its own sake .| and, on that ground, invite him to syour home as your honored guest. And then, when he sits at your table, ask God to bless the food, the home, and the guest, and you bave unquestionably manoeuvered your friend into a position where he will contribute liberally to your business triumphs--if your com- tracts are cleverly drawn and you ztrike for the necessary signature while the glow of your gemerous hospitality is still warm, And thus, with his patented pro- cess and his cleverly drawn con- tracts, this man had reaped from hospitality, religion and friendship the abundant gains that made him the object of his neghbors' admira- tion, contempt and envy. But the end of Adam Ward's material harvest day wae come. As Helen had told the Interpreter, the doctors were agreed that her fath- or must give up everything in the nature of buciness and have abso- lute mental rest, The Mill owner must retire. Retire! Retire to what? The world of literature--of his tory. and romance, of poetry and the lives of men--the world of art. with its magic of color and form-- the world of music, with its power to rest the weary souls of men-- the world of nature, that with its myriad Interests lay about him on every side--the world of 'true friendships, with their inspirinz sympathies and unselfish love--in these worlds there is no place for Adam Wards, Retire! Retire to what? One afternoon, a few days after her visit to the Interpreter, Helea sat with a book in a little vine- covered arbor, in a secluded part of the grounds, some distance from the house, She had been In the quiet retreat an hour, perhaps, when her attention was attracted by the sound of some one approaching. Through a tiny opening in the lattice and vine wall she saw her father, Adam Ward apparently was on his way to the very epot his daugh- ter had chosen, and the young wo- man smiled to herself as she pic- tured his finding her there. But a moment before the seemingly in- evitable discovery, the man turned aside to a rustic seat in the shade of a great tree not far away. Helen was about to reveal her presence by calling to him when something in her father's manne; caused her to hesitate. Through she saw him stop heside the bencn and look carefully about on every side, as if to assure himself that he was alone. The young woman flushed guiltily, but, as if against her will, she remained silent. As she watched her father's face, a feeling of pity, fear and wonder held her breathless. Helen had often scen ber father suffering under an attack ot ner- yous excitement. She had w:itness- ed his spells of ungoverned rage that left him white and trembling with exhaustion, She had Lnown his fears that he tried so hard to hide, She knew of his sleepless nights, of his dreams of horror, of his hours of lonely brooding, But never had she seen her father like this, It was as if Adam Ward, be- lieving himself unobserved, let fall the mask that hid his seeret self irom even those who loved him most, Sinking down upon the bench, he groaned aloud, while his daughter, looking upon that hud- dled figure of abject misery and despair, knew that she was witness- ing a mental anguish that could come only from some eource deep hidden beneath the surface of her father's life, She cou:d not move. As one under some strange spell, #be was helpless. The doctor had said--diplomati- cally--that Adam Ward's ill health was a nervous trouble, re- sulting from his lifelong deyotion to his work, with no play spell or rest, and no relief through interest tainment offered these occasional utilitarian guests was a vergal cata- | logue of the estate, with an item- | ized statement. of the cost of] everything mentioned, If the] architecture of the house was notic- ed, Adam proudly disclaimed any knowledge of - architecture, but named the architect's fee, and gave the building 'cost in detail, from the heating system to the window screens, If one chanced to betray an interest in a flower or shrub or tree, he boasted that he could not name a plant on the place, and told how, many thousands he had paid the landscape architect, and, what is cost him each year to main- tain the lawns and gardens, If the visitor admired the fountain or the statutory he ed--quite un- necessarily--that he knew nothing of art, but had paid the various artists represented various definite dollars and cents. And never was there a guest of that house that poor Adam did not seek to discredit to his family and to their guests lest by any chance any one should fail to_recognibe the host's superiority. In his youth the Mill owner had received Fi his parents certain exaggerated religious convictions as to the desirability of gaining heaven and escaping then one's year's of material gains and loses should be forever past. Therefore, his spiritual life, also. was wholly a matter of personal bargain and profit. The cBurch was an insurance corporation, of } a sort, to which he paid his dues, as he paid the premiums on his policies in other less pretentious companies. As a 'matter of addi- tional security--which eost nothing in the way of additional premiums ~he never failed to say grace at the table. rs This matter of grace, Adam found, was also a character asset of no little value when there were guests: whom he, for good material iy in other thinge, But Adam Ward knew the real reason 'or the medi- cai men's insistant advice that he retire from the stress of the Mill to the gules of his estate, He knew it from his wife's anxious care and aptiring watchfulness. He knew it from the manner of hig business as- scciates when they asked how he )eit. He knew when, at some irivial incident or word, he would oe caught, helpless, in the grip of in ucgevernable rage that would Jeave him cahausted for many weary, brood'ng hours, He felt it Jn the haunting, unconquerable fears that beset him--by the feel- #ng of some dread presence watch- deg him--by the convictions htat snknown enemies were seeking his lite--by his terrifying dreams of the hell of his inherited religion. And the real reason for his con- dition Adam Ward knew. It was not the business to which he had driven bimself so relentlessly. It was not that he had no other interests to take his mind from the Mill, It was a thing that he had fought. iu secret, almost every hour of every year of his accumulating successes. It was a thing which his neighbors and associates and family felt in his presence but could not name--a thing which made him turn his eyes away from a frank, straight- forward look and forbade him to look his fellows in the face by an exertion of his will Through the vines, Helen saw her father stoop to pick from the ground a few twigs that had escap- ed the eyes of the caretakers. De- Itberately he broke the twigs into tiny bits, an threw the pieces one by one aside. His gray face, drawn 'and 'haggard, twitched and worked with the mervous stress of his thoughts. From under his heavy brows he glanced with the quick, the leafy green of the arbor wall though fearing some enemy thai might be hidden in the near-by shrubbery. The young woman, shrinking from the look in his eyes, and not daring to make her presence known, remembered, sud- denly, how the Interpreter had been reluctant to discuss her father's illness. : Casting aside the last tiny bit of the twig which he had broken so aimlessly, he found another und continued his senseless occupation. ith pity and love in her heart, Helen wanted to go to him--to help him, but she could nmot--some in- visible presence seemed to fore Suddenly Aaam Ward raised his head. A momeat he listened, then cautiously he rose to his feet--I[is- tening, listening, It was no trick of his fancy this time, He could hear voices on the other side of a denge growth of shrubbery near the femce. Two people were talking. He could not distinguish the words but he could hear distinctly the low murmur of their voices, Helen, too heard the voices and looked in that direction. From her position in the arbor she could cee the speakers, With the shadow of a quick smile, she turned her eyes again toward her father, He was looking about cautiously, as if to assure himself that he was alone. The shadow of a smile varnished from Helen's face as she watched in wondering fear. Stooping low, Adam Ward crept swiftly to a clump of bushes near the spot from which the sound of the voices came. Crouching behind the shrubbery, he silently partcd the branches and peered through. Bobby and Maggie Whaley stood on the outer side of the fence with weir little faces thrust between the irom pickets, looking in. Still in the glow of their wonder- ful experience at the Interprcter's hut and the magnificent climax or that day's adventure, the chiidven had determined to go yet farther afield. It was true that their fatih- er *had threatened dire results if they should continue the acquain- tance begun at the foot of the In- terpreter's zigzag stairway, but, sufficient unto the day-- They would visit the great castle on the hill where their beautiful princess llady lived. And, who could tell, perhaps they might see her once more. Perhaps--'But that," said |tiny Maggie, 'was too wonderful | ever to happen again." | The way had been rather long for |bare feet. But excited hope had | strengthened them. And so they had climbed the hill, and had come |at last to the iron fence througu which they could see the world of bright flowers and clean grass and shady trees, and, in the midst of it all, the big house, With their hun- gry little faces thrust between the strong iron pickets, Sam Whnaley's {children feasted their eyes on the | beauties of Adam Ward's posses- sion, Even Bobby, in his rapture over the loveliness of the scene, for- {got for the moment his desire to blow up the castle, with its owner {and all, | ind hig ¢' of shrubbery, | Adam Ward, crouching like some |#tealthy creature of the jungle, | watched and listened. | From the shelter of the arbor, | Adam Ward's daughter looked up- {on the scene with white-faced in- terest, "Gee," A'd gay!" | "Ain't it pretty?" murmured | little Maggie, 'Just like them™ places where the fairies live." "Huh," returned the boy, "old Adam Ward, he ain't no fairy I'm a-tellin' yer," To which Maggie, 'hurt by this suggested break in the spell of her enchantment, returned indignantly, "Well, 1 guess the fairies can live [in all them there pretty flowers an' things just the same, if old {Adam does own 'em. You can't shut fairies out with no big iron fences." "That's 80," admitted Bobby. "Gee, I wish we was fairies, s0's We could sneak in! Gee, wouldn't yer like ter take a roll on that there grass?" = "Huh," réturned the little girl, "I know what I'd do if I was & fairy, I'd hide in that there bunch of flowers over there, an' I'd watcia till the beautiful princess lady with the kind heart come along, an' I'd tell her where she could find them there jewels of happiness what the Interpreter told us about," "Do yer reckon she's in castle there, right now?" Bobby. "I wonder!" murmured Maggie. "Betcher can't guess which wind- er is hern." "Bet I kin; it's that there ome with all them vines around it. Prin- cess ladies allus has vines a-growin' 'roun' their castle winders--so0's when the prince comes ter rescue 'em he kin elimb up." '"Wisht ghe'd come out." "I wish--"" Little Maggie's wish was never expressed, for at that moment, from behind that near-by clump of shrub- bery a man sprang toward them, his face distorted with passion and his arms tossing in threateninz gestures. : The children, too frightened to realize the safety of their position on the other side of those iron bars, stood speechless. For the moment they could neither ery out nor run, "Get out!" Adam Ward yelled, hoarse with rage, as he would have driven off a trespassing dog. "Get out! Go home where you belong! Don't you know this is private pro- perty? Do you think I am keeping a circus here for all the dirty brats in the country to look at? Get out, I tell you, or I'll--" With frantic speed the two chil- dren fled down the hill, Adam Ward laughed--Ilaughed until he was forced to hold his sides and the tears of his ungodly mirth rolled down his cheeks. But such Jaughter is a fearful thing to see. White and trembling with the shame and the horror of it, Helen crouched in her biding place, not daring even to move, She felt, as never before, the presence of that spirit which possessed her father had haunted her home. It was as if the hidden thing of which she had forced herself to speak to the Interpreter were - suddenly said Bobby, 'some place, the asked futive look of a hunted thing, as about to materialize before her; ayes. She wanted to scream-- to :ry aloud her fear--to shrink hi ~ protest--but sheer terror held her motionless and dumb. The spell was broken by Mrs. Ward who, from somewhere in the grounds, was calling, "Adam! Oh-- -h, Adam . The man heard, and Helen saw him controlling his laughterg and looking cautiously about. Again the call came, and there was an anxious note in the voice. "Adam -- father -- ORh-h, father, where are you?" With a cruel grin still twisting gray face, Adam slunk behind = clump of bushes. Helen Ward crept from her hiding 'place and, keeping the little arbor between _ herself and her father, stole away through the grounds. When she was beyond his hearing. she almost ran, as if to escape from a spot accursed. (To be continued.) BILL TO RESTRICT INPORTS OF OIL French Chamber to Vote on Measure Limiting Foreign Industry Paris, Feb. 18.--The Petroleum Commission of the Chamber of De- puties approved a measure re- stricting oil imports to those au- thorized by special permits, The permits will be issued by a special committee of six in control of the oil industry. All firms importing more than 200 tons a month will be required to have permits, which will be good for 20 years. Quotas will be established on the basis of "the average imports for 1925 through 1927. The bill will be bre. ght to a vote in the Chamber, February "s Large foreign firms, including the Americans, are intensely dis- satisfied with the clause putting the import quota basis on the av- orage for the last three years. In addition to such political support 13 they are able to muster, the bill oppears destined to meet vigorous "pposition i in the Chamber for ANTHRACITE COAL Egg r-1= $15.00 Stove r= $15.50 Chestnut r-- $15.00 Pea v=1= $12.50 Hamilton By-Product Coke $12.50 ton W. J. TRICK A Company, Limited other reasons. Developments of present, but a distinet bill raising the last few days make its failure | the oil tariff duties was passed by to pass possible. 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