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~~ OSHAWA, ONTARIO, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 17, 1922 | PAGE SIX ranch country, in the foothills, where the conventions--the conven- tions she hated--had not yet become rooted, and where the souls of men and women stood bare in the clear light of frank acceptance of the fact. It would be idle--dangerous--to trifile with this boy by any attempt at concealment or deception, - And what were conventions but a recog- nized form of concealment and de- ception? She could see his form now, as he led the horses toward the corral. How straight he was, and how brave- ly his footsteps. fell on the hard earth! The poetry of his motion reached her through the darkness. She heard the harness jingle as the horses rubbed between the posts of the corral gate, "He's a wonderful boy," said the - THE COW PUNCHER By Robt. J. C. Stead | Once, during the evening, she It was éven less inviting than Dave's, with walls bare of any adornment, Then she looked again from the gave dirty garments that hung from | open window, 'this time with eyes|, jig driven in the logs. On the] that saw the 'vista of valley and ..q6 ped lay an old man; she could woodland and foothill that stretched goo only a part of his face; down into the opening fuddenly she realized Nr" (Chapter I Continued From Last Saturday.) a grey! prairie. | ;noustache drooping over an open that she |p outh, and a florid cheek turned to was looking down upon ape glow of the setting sun, On a picture--one of Nature's obscure chair beside the bed sat a bottle,! masterpieces--painted in brown andi, ng the room reeked with the smell green and saffron against an opel |p breath charged with alcohol, Sha canvas, It was beautiful, not With|g.niy closed the door, and busied |p, 1 a ! the solemnity of the great rb pencly, through the long ovoning haevher tells Me JOU Nave ah injur : but with that nearer, more intimate| wit} reforms in the kitchen, and | pelieve? Well shall We Eo ange ' relationship which is 'the peculiar| gi, Jittle ministrations designed to Brother! But wh ud 0 A : property of the foothill country.| qjjove the sufferings of her father. a panuld i Here was neither the flatness that,| p.. coy sank behind the Rockies, hadn't he? He had told about the with a change of mood, could be-| iy 6 5 ystical come in a moment desolation, |2hd a darkness, soft and mystical gianger; why had he not told about hoth strangers" Why had h~ nor. 'the mloofness = of eternal apd silent, stole up the valley, hush. rocks towering into cold space, [18 yen the Jiseless Any resent. ignored her altogether This but the friendship of nis | the low D 1 ie 4 ik tife toot. | came another flush," horn of that that could be climbed, and trees that |)" ruddy offu Boner high; tho of keen womanly intuition which un- lieped in the light wind, and water | M118 ho The Rast, Ue crests. and | derstands. that babbled playfully over gravel pect 0 Nive bop slowly-whitening| With a commonplace she led the ridges gleaming in the August sun-jthen as a §g ' y doctor into the house and to the bed- She was struck been unconscious. "Cat's eyes. Full gallop through the dark; side hills, mountain streams, up and down: break neck. Well, here we are." The doctor breathed deeply, us though this last fact were one to oc- jcasion some wonderment, "Your he ay y p . shine, The girl drew a great breath i Jouring high into se, athom. side of her father, of the pure air and was about to in the open window, and the moon: | dream a new day-dream when the light painted her face to the purest |iting physicion when be learned that voice of her father brought her te ivory. and toyed with the rich brown | his patient was of his own profes- earth, fastness of her hair, and gleamed sfon, It was like the meeting of "Can't you find anything that williprom a single ornament at her | brothers in a secret order, There do for a bandage?" he asked. | throat. And she thought of the was an exchange of technical terms "Oh, you dear Daddykins," she|young horseman galloping to town, | that might have served as password replied, her voice tremulous with|\ondered if he had yet set out on OF sign into some fine fraternity, self-reproach. "I had forgotten. |nis homeward journey, and the eerie [and the setting of the limb was ac- There was a spell, or something; it] depths of the valley communicated companied by a running fire of pro- just came down upon me in the win-| , ner a fantastic admiration for his | fessional comment as effective upon dow. That's a good idea, blaming ¢xi1] and bravery. She was under | the nerves of the sufferer as an opi one's negligence on a spell. T must re- spell, She was in a new world, ate, member that. But the bandage? | jure wore manhood, and silence, When the operation was complet- Dear, no; the only cloth 1 see is),,q the realities of being; and moon- ed the girl turned her attention to the kitchen towel, and I can't recom- | jion¢ and great gulfs of shadow be-!the kitchen, where she found mend it. But what a goose I am!| oon (he hills, and~large, friendly Dave, sweating in vicarious suffer- Our grips are in the car, or under it, stars, and soft breezes pushing this|ing. He had helped to draw the linih or somewhere, I'll he back in a way and that without definite direc-|into place, and it had been his first jiffy." And she was off at a sharp gion and strange, quiet noises from | close contact with human pain, It trot down the trail along which she out of the depths, and the incense of [was different from branding calves, had so recently come in Dave Elden's (yo overgreens, and a young horse-|and he had slipped out of the room wagon, {man galloping into the night. An' |as soon as possible. The morning At the little stream she paused.|conventions had been swept away, Sun was now pouring through the A single log was the only bridge, and and it was correct to live, and to! window, and the distraught look on although the water was not deep it live! the boy's face touched her even ran swiftly, -and still with the cold- more than the frankness of the ness of its glacier source. She ven- words spoken in the darkness. She tured along the log, but near the suddenly remembered that he had centre she was seized with an aeute {been up all night ----for her. She sense of her temerity. Perhaps she would not deceive herself with the had been foolish in attempting this thought that it was for her father's passage without the aid of a stick, sake Dave had galloped to town, A stick, which could be shoved found a doctor, secured a fresh team, against the gravel below that blue and driven back along the little-used water, would have been a very prac- foothill trafls. She recalled the tical aid Suddenly, the waverings doctor's terse description of that of the mind were transmuted to the journey. No doubt Dave would body. She felt an impetuous desire have done it all for her father, had to fall up-stream, which she resisted her father been there alone, but 2s so successfully that she promptly things were she had a deep convic- fell down-stream. The water was tion that he had done it for her. deeper than it looked, and colder And it was with a greater effort than than it looked, and when she scram. The stars were still shining bright-|seemed reasonable that she laid her bled up the farther bank she was a ly through the cold air. In the faint fingers on his arm and said, "Thank very wet young woman indeed. She light she could distinguish a team you, Dave." was conscious of a deep annoyance "nd wagon, and men unhitching. | wyrpae pope toward young Elden. A fine bridge, fhe approached, and, in a voice that | eould not doubt that! She would tell him--But this| Sounded strangely distant in the. "0, ocion thought died at its birth with the|Yastness of the calm night, called,| "wy y tor bringing the doctor, consciousness that Elden would bhe| 1s that you, Dave? and all that. Driving all night on amused over the incident, and would! And in a moment she wondered! those awful roads. We fell off them be at little pains to disguise his mer- |how she had dared call him Dave. |i; daytime. I am sure I can't-- riment. And then she laughed, and! But she soon had other cause for Father won't be able to ran along up the road. wonder, for the boy replied from ""Oh, shucks," he interrupted, with The grips were duly found, and "ear beside her, in that tone of la manner which, on the previous af Irene congratulated herself that she friendly confidence which springs so |ternoon, she would have called rude- and her father were in the habit of Spontaneously in the darkness, "Yes, ness. "That's nothin'. But say, 1 travelling with equipment for over-|Reenie, and the doctor, too. We'll night. She had even spare skirt have Mr. Hardy fixed up in no time along, with which she was able to How did he stand the night?" disguise her mishap at the stream, How dared he call her Reenie although she took the precaution A flush of resentment rose in her not to make the change until she was breast only to be submerged in the safe back over the narrow bridge. sudden remembrance that she had the subject. And this time she used a stick. Ar-/ first called him Dave. That surely "Well, let's get breakfast," she rived at the house, she deftly wrap- gave him the right to address her |said, after a moment's pause, and for ped a bandage about her father's in- as he had done. But with this|lack of other conversation. "You jury, and set to work at the prepara- thought came recognition of the {must be hungry." tion of supper--a task not strange curious fact that Dave had.not pre-| Dave's purchases had been liberal. to her, as her mother considered ii sumed upon her frankness; that |They included fresh meat and vege- correct that her daughter should [it was not by her word that he would | tables, canned goods, coffee, rice, have a working knowledge of kit- attempt to justify his. Indeed, she |and raisins. He laid the last three chen affairs. Her equipment was, was convinced that he would have items on the table with a great dis- meagre, and she spent more time | called her Reenie, anyway --just as sembling of indifference, for he was scouring than cooking, but her heart |she had called him Dave, without immensely proud of them. They beat high with the spirit of adven- | premeditation or intention. Then | were unwonted items on the Elden {she remembered she was the bill of fare; he had bought them es- | pecially for her. From somewhere (the knowledge had beem borne in upon him that city people frequent- ly drink coffee for breakfast, and the {rice and raisins were an inspiration {quite his own. He would see what |she could do with them. But she bus- [ied herself at the breakfast without Ie thought of the epoch-marking na- {ture of these pu | "Do you '§ ently. CHAPTER IL he first flush of dawn was mel lowing the eastern sky when the girl was awakened from uneasy sleep by sounds in the yard in front of the! ranch house. She had spent most of the night by her father's side, and although he had at last prevailed upon her to seek some rest for her- self, she had done so under protest and without undressing. Now, af- ter the first dazed moment of re- turning consciousness, she was on her feet and through tbe door. he the asked, and she genuineness of he€re™ was pretty tame; guess you found that out last night." He look ed about the room, and she knew that he was taking note of her house- cleaning, but he made no remark on cnases, teenth century came two of the most she asked pres- important pieces of work that had | VIL --Before the Invention of (doctor, of whose presence she hail' Lime} uo wall, walking softly and extend- | |by the change in attitude of the vis-| in'?"" he ventured at length, act of putting wood on the "Dave!" she cried. "Put that lid |down. Look at the smoke." A blue cloud was curling under the rafters, | "Yes," he said, with great com- posure, "It always does that in this country." She shot a quick glance at him. Was he making fun of her? No; plainly not; he was just making fun with her; he had a vein of humor. And a little before she had found his face drawn in sympathy for her fath- er, Perhaps for her, , . He was not | all on the surface. He completed his operation at the! stove and returned the lid to its| place with no lack of deliberation. {He was evidently waiting for her to| {speak again, but she worked on in| | silence, | "What did you say about snk fire. int?" he ventured at length. "1 asked you if yon milked," she] gald, with an attempt at curtness, |*"And you answered, 'Milk what?' as | though that were clever. And we need milk for breakfast." "Well, I was serious enough," he said, "There isn't a cow within [twenty miles." ! | "No cows Why, I thought this| was the ranching country?" "Sure thing. We sell beef and buy! milk, Let me show you." He approached a puacking-case on | | ing his hands as though to touch it | gently, and murmuring, "So hoss, so | boss," as he went, From the hox he | removed a tin of condensed milk, | which he set on the table. In his| pocket he found a nail, and with a hammer quickly made two holes in| the tin. ! "Milkin' is finished," he announc-| ed. At this juncture the doctor, who | had been resting in the room with | his patient, entered the kitchen. | During the setting of the limb hel had gradually become aware of the; position of Irene in the household, | but had that not been so, one glance | at the boy and girl as they now! stood in the bright morning sun- shine, he with his big. wiry frame, ! his brown face, his dark eyes, his black hair; she, rouna and knit and | smooth, with the pink shining through her fair skin and the light of youth dancing in her grey eyes| and the light of day glancing on her brown hair, must have told him they had sprung from widely separated stock. For one perilous moment he | was about to apologize for the mis- | take made in the darkness, but some | wige instinct closed his lips. But he wondered why she had not cor- rected him, ! They were seated at breakfast when the senior Elden made his ap pearance. He had slept off his de- bauch, and was as sober as a man in the throes of alcoholic appetite may he. He was only partially dressed; his. face had the peculiar of the hard drinker; his watery and shifty, and sev growth of beard, with patchy grey | and black spots, gave a stucco effect | to his countenance, His moustache drooped over a partly open mouth, | the top of his large head was bald, and the hair that hung about his ears was much darker than his mous- tache. Seeing the strangers, he hes-| itated in his lurch toward the water pail, steadied himself on widespread | feet, very flat on the floor, and wav- ed his right hand slowly in the a Whether this was to be understood | as a form of salutation or a gesture | of defiance was a matter of interpre tation. "Vishitors," said length. *"'Alwaysh lcome, m'sure. | 'Sh scush me." He made his uncer- tain way to the water bench, took a! great drink, and set about washing the w old man, at brought home some gurb. The chuck|hls face and hands, while the break- | As completion, | table. here, Mr had been ate on in | in silence. his nearod place at the you sit down Elden?" she said. There no introductions Dave silence. "Thank you." said the old man, and there was something in his voice which may have been emotion, or! may have been the huoskiness of the | heavy drinker's throat The girl | fast proceeded preparations Irene set a "Won't | gave it the former explanation. Per- haps it was his intended tribute to that touch of womanly attentiveness to which his old heart still beat re- sponse. As he took the proffered | (chair she saw in this old man shreds of dignity which the less refined eye | of his son had not distinguished. To! Dave, his father was an affliction to {be borne; am unfair load on a boy| | who had done nothing to deserve] this punishment. The miseries asso- |ciated with his parentage had gone jar to make him sour and moody. | Irene at first had thought him rude {and gloomy; flashes of humor had | modified that opinion, but she had {not yet learned that his disposition | was naturally a buoyant one, weigh- Printi Christianity is sometimes called the religion of a book. One of the early stages of the work of the mis- sionary is to give the people the Bible, or some vital part of it, in their own tongue, For some time after Christianity was introduced into Britain there were probably only the Latin versions in use, and these would be found chiefly in the monas- teries. But English translations soon began to appear. The name of Caedmon, a quaint Saxon monk of the seventh century, is sometimes said to be entitled to first mention. However, he only made free poetical paraphrases of certain passages. One of the earliest actual translations was that of the Gospel of John by Venerable Bede. On the morning of his last day om earth one chapter remained untrans- lated. All that day he painfully labored on, interrupted by the say- ing of farewells, and by nightfall had completed his task, finishing the last verse almost with his last breath, on the evening of Ascension Day. In the ninth century King Alfred translated part of the Psalms and portions of Exodus, placing the Ten Commandments at the head of the laws of his country. During the next two centuries there were consider- able translations by Bishop Aelfric and other scholars, while in the four- yet been done, two prose translations | of the Psalter by William of Shore-| ham and Richard Rolle. i The great achievement of this per-| iod, however, was that by John Wy-, cliffe, who, in the last quarter of the fourteenth century attained the dis- tinction of being the first to give the English people the whole Bible in| their common tongue, and is, there-| fore, entitled to be called the Father | of the English Bible. As the only authority he had for his opposition to the existing corruptions of the church for which he was attacked | and persecuted was the Bible, he saw | the value of a version in language | that all could read, and he addressed himself assiduously to his task. | The excellence of the work of Wy cliffie and his associates is witnessed | by the fact that this Bible was not | of printing. For nearly a century and a half it ran its course alone. It proved to be very popular, large numbers assembling to hear it read. It is considered a fine specimen of | fourteenth century English, A large edition was issued of which over one! hundred and fifty copies are still in' existence. These are considered very] valuable, one having been offered for sale some time ago for £1,000. (Copyrighted by British and Col- onial Press Limited.) Next Article:-- The First Printed Bible. superseded until after the invention "Milk what?" he demanded, paus-|ed down by am environment which ing with stove-lid and lifter raised [had made it soggy and unresponsive. A full-size, full-weight, solid bar of good soap is "SURPRISE." Best for any and all household use. ------ Doug. and Mary in Canada [3 Springs bathing pool. A few mine utes stop was made at Johnston Can. yon, he party then proceeded directly on to Montreal, stopping only an hour in Winnipeg. Both Doug. and Mary expressed themselves as delighted with Canada and "elated" every moment spent in the Canadian Rockies, "We have always wanted to take this trip through the Canadian Rock- jes," said Mary, "and it is more beau- tiful than our expectations, We were perfectly fascinated, too, with Vie. toria. "In Vancouver," said John Fair. banks, brother of Doug., "we had a tremendous reception. Doug, had to carry Mary, while my own wife was swept away from me like a chip on the stream. I have been with Mary and Doug. and Charlie Chaplin through many Liberty Loan drives, but we never had a reception like this, Mrs, Pickford said that it was ale ways her custom in such a rush to hide until the danger was over, so she fled to safety behind a door knowing that as soon as Mary got settled she would send for her. When questioned as to Canada be- ing a field for the moving picture industry Douglas Fairbanks stated that the mountains would make a marvellous background, but the essential thing was the story. "I would love to make a Canadian pic- ture if I could get the right kind of 8 stor" he said. . (1) Mary Pickford enjoying the view from a window in the Chateau, Lake Louise, (2) Mary and Doug. posed for the camera on arrival at Windsor Station, Mont- real. As a souvenir of his trip, Doug. holds a C.P.R. porter's cap. HAVE had a wonderful trip,|] Mary was accompanied by her over the Rockies, I think they|husband, Douglas Fairbanks, her are equally as beautiful as the | mother, and Mr. and Mrs. John Fair- Alps and as for Lake Louise, it was |banks. The party stopped off at almost too wondrously beautiful to|Lake Louise, Alberta. be real. _ I want to stage a fairy tale After spending the morning view- there." 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