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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1928 ie gta if it at i i Ca] : ¥ to marry and a few hours later are on their way to his for their honeymoon. INSTALMENT IX Barbara's was the attitude of the generous mother pleasing a happy and expectant child, and Barry clung to, her hand, exactly like that satis- fied child, saying little, utterly at peace. "Let's hope we get there in day- light, Barry," the girl said, peering out at the brown meadows, the brown wayside weeds, "For we'll have to do some airing and cleaning, I should imagine, How long ago did the Por- tugese get out," "They didn't live in the old house, anyway, they lived in a bunch of cabins, down near the barns." Barbara laughed excitedly, "We'll have quite an estate!" "Lord, I'd like to get there--it may all be in a terrible mess," Barry pre- sently said, with some misgivings, "Oh, we'll fix it up!" the girl re- sponded confidently. But as the bumping and halting, rattling and shaking went on, she grew stiff and chilly and weary, and in her heart echoed his wish that this journey might end. It ended too soon, however, in mis- hap, half a mile from the ranch : TIME TABLES CPR, TIME TABLE, New Schedule taki Sunday, A 28, a.m, Daily. p.m, Daily except Sunday, p.m. Daily except Sunday. 11,10 p.m, Daily, 12,09 a.m. Daily. All times shown above are times trains depart from Oshawa Station, : C.N.R, TIME TABLE Effective Sept, 30, 1928, a.m, Daily except Sunday, , a,m, Sunday only, am Daily. p.m, Daily except Sunday, p.m, Daily except Sunday, p.m. Daily except Sunday, 42 p.m, Daily, .09 p.m, Daily except Saturday, 12,09 a.m, Daily, 12.2> a.m, Daily, Wes! 4.44 a.m. Daily, 5.28 a.m. Daily, 5.45 a.m, Daily except Sunday, 6.20 a.m. Daily. . 3,07 a.m, Daily, except Sunday, 2.06 p.m. Daily ' except Sunday, 4.37 p.m. Daily. 7.27 p.m Daily except Sundty, 7.14 p.m, Sunday only, 8.45 p.m, Daily except Sunday, HOON oxo rn Whitby, Oshawa, Bowmanville : BUS LINE' WEEK DAY SCHEDULE (Efechive on and after Nov, 4 ing West Leave Leave Arrive Alive, 10 a.m 10,50 a.m, .m, 12,45 p.m, srupRBomN pas omomanniE OR 4.35 p.m, 6.45 p.m, SoNnan BARBERRY BUSH One Girl's-Marriage Problems ' gates. The driver, after a dispassion- ate dy almost silent Sxainion 3 the en spring, turn u s collar and started philosophically long walk to the nearest vi and Barbara and Barry ed up their bags and boxes and turn ed their faces the other way. The old ranchhouse looked pecu- liarly deserted and forlorn, as they wearily approached it, just as dark- ness fell. It was wrapped myster- iously and somberly in fog, its old plaster walls were discolored an dirty, and the great kitchen, into which Barry's keys admitted them, was almost devoid of furniture, and smelled only of dampness, mice and decay, There was a great open fire- place opposite the door, flanked by a large rusty range, but Barbara's first discouraged glances persuaded '1 her that they could make no refuge here, at least tonight, and after a short consultation, during which they sat uncomfortably on the edges of their inverted suitcases, they deter- mined to try the cabins. In the dirty, dark little huddle of dwellings where the recently departed Portugese families had been housed, there was not much immediate pro- mise. But there were iron pots and an open fireplace, and .in the early darkness Barbara's first care was to get a fire going and to find a broken chair upon which she could lay her goat and hat. Her hands by this time were not only cold but cracked and grimy; she slipped out of her dress and putona kitchen gingham, and forced herself, in weariness, darkness and cold, to gather what conveniences she might into the room, Barry made trips between the ca- bin and the old hacienda, bringing a kerosene lamp and managing to find oil for it; bringing blankets and chairs, a mattress, plates and spoons, "By the Lord Harry, they gutted the place," he said, in disgust, "They must have gotten into the house, When I was down last down here, just before they all got out, the Lord knows it was dirty and upset enough. But this is the limit!" Barbara, as the heartening warmth slowly began to penetrate the dark little interior of the cabin, laughed at his dirty face; felt a lock of loos- ened hair slipping across her fore- head and put up a dirty hand to fast- en it in place, "Well, it was a crazy thing to do," she said, "but we'll get out of it all right! Tomorrow we'll open up the big house and air it," The heating air was penetrated by an odor of stale grease and ashes, Amy's sandwiches and jar of jam and tin of instant coffee, opened in this strange, miserable scene, looked oddly prim and clean, "My room was locked over at the other place," Barry explained, "so these blankets at least are mine, And there's a big pantry there outside the kitchen, with salt and flour, and so on, in it; they didn't get into that, But they didn't leave much else!" "Oh, let's eat!" Barbara said, on a long, exhausted yawn. "Oh, Barry," she added hopelessly, "you'll have to go back to the hig house and see if there is any sugar--we can't take this coffee absolutely straight." He departed again obediently, and the girl sat inert and idle, her grim- ed hands motionless, her weary eyes only half open, Red lights and sha- dows moved about the dirty room, and outside the fog gathered and deepened noiselessly and the sea fell in even crashes down on the rocks, Barry's shoes, as he brought in the rough logs, had left deep, muddy tracks on the dark, greasy floor; the logs themselves had shed lichen and bark--no matter, The fireplace was banked with feathery ashes on whose fringes cigarette butts still lay un- consumed, Never mind, tomorrow they could make everything ship- shape; and nobody need ever know --nobody need ever know--about to- night, "T wonder if I was a fool to do this?" Barbara said, half aloud, In another moment Barry was back, letting in a cold shaft of foggy air as he opened the door and caus- ing the lamplight to swoop up in a black-red gust, Barbara got stiffly to her feet; he had brought sugar, Loans on Automobiles OF ALL MAKES Quickest Service and Lowest. Rates Avail- able, . Solve your thank ss, and a can of milk, "Different times, when I'd come down, I'd buy stuff at the grocery," he there's e a collec of cans there. But we can all that tomorrow." He opened the door into the room, where' the mattress and the blankets had been spread, that some of the warmth from the kitchen might penetrate. There was no light in that room; Barbara felt that perhaps it w be as well not to carry even a candle into there to- night. The place smelled dirty, All very well to make a joke of these things years from now, when Barry was recognized as a great poet, but in all the confusion and exhaustion of the present moment, since they could do nothing to make it more habit- able, they might much more wisely spare themselves further shocks. Yawning, she poured the coffee. Later, per she t ht she might heat a pot of water, and try to clean her black hands and face. But food was the important thing at present, "It's only ten minutes of 6," she announced in amazement, pushing her cuff aside with her chin to avoid touching it with her grimed fingers, and glancing at her wrist watch be- fore the apron sleeve had time to slip back again. "It feels to me like midnight !-- What's this?" For there was a timid knock at the door. Barbara's eyes widened in quick fright, but Barry only laughed. He crossed the kitchen and peered through the door he partly opened. A oy rather sickly looking man of perhaps 40, shabby and bareheaded, stood there smiling. "Good evenin', mate," said the caller hesitatingly. "Didn't want to scare you or the frau and thought I'd better come over and say howdy." Barry glanced over his shoulder at Barbara, who was poised beside the table, expectantly watching, and with the lamplight glowing on her lovely face, "Come in," he said. "My name's Slinder," the man said frankly, "Harry Slinder." My name's du Spain," Barry an- swered in his friendly, simple way, "and this is Miss--Mrs. du. Spain." "Let's shut this door," Slinder said companionably, doing so. "Mate," he went on, to Barry, you see a funny man. A man that life has handed a dirty deal to and that ain't bitter. Crazy, that's what you'll say, and the madam here will say. All right--crazy. And what of it? 1 aint so crazy but what I can do a friend a g turn. [ don't want to shock you or your lady here, but I've {lone time. And I want you to know it!" "Well," Barry commented, with a brief laugh, "that doesn't make you any less a friend of mine!" he man looked at him keenly, his watery eyes pale in a leprous face. Boy," he said with emotion, didn't know they made 'em like you any more, Say, you ain't the du Spain that owns this place, are you?" he added suddenly, "That's what 1 am," Barry said. The man glanced from Barry to Barbara, straightened up and spoke with a sort of apologetic dignity. "Then I'm a trespasser on your place, folks," he said, "Old Slinder has been living here like a rat in a cheese for a week. 1 ain't hurt your place, neighbor. Your Portugese turned your cattle on to the next farm, but a lot of 'em strayed back, and I've watered 'em for ye. I'm bunking in The little shack down here past the windmill, and I didn't want to scare ye with my fire--so I come up. If you'll let me stay there until tomorrow I'll get out." "Well" said Barry, "I don't see any reason for you to be in a hurry. My--my wife and I have come down to stay here for a while and get the place somewhat into shape. I'm writ- | ing a play and when it's finished we'll rent the place and go on to New York. Meanwhile -- Barbara, how about the eats?" In Barbara's coat pocket there was the little collapsible metal cup she and Barry took on their tramps and picnics. She fumbled for it, and mixed her own coffee in it rather 1| her. face and hands than send Barry on another trip to the big house. The sandwiches were served on the pasteboard cover of the box in which Amy--how many cen- turies ago!--had packed them. stranger neatly and deftly mended the fire, praised everything, and was voluble in helpful, respéctiul sugges» tions as to the management of the The food made Barbara feel dreamy and stupid; she sat listening to the men's voices dully, too tired to stir, even to begin to clear away the pa- pers and cups. In a very agony of effort, she pre- sently lighted a long, new candle, without a stick, and staggered into the adjoining room, tossing the con- tents of her suitcases wearily about in the dim candlelight. She smeared enerously with cold cream; no ay but Amy had spread the pretty linen covers with their cross-stitched "B.A." over both cases, and Barbara used them without hesitation, The streaks and stains. of black came off readily, and she felt better. She loosened her hair and brushed it; took off her apron and went cau- tiously to the closed door. Barry's appreciative chuckles and the stranger's droning voice were still keeping each other company; Barry was enchanted with his new acquain- tance, and Barbara could hear his enthusiastic: "By golly, that's the most wonderful stuff 1 ever heard in my life!" as Slinder described jails and police courts, county hospitals, crooked roulette games, and the codes and customs of hold-up men. Suddenly a determined light came into Barbara's eyes, and with extra- ordinary quickness and noiselessness she undressed, slipped in between the blankets that even now seemed none too dry or sweet smelling, blew out her candle, and placed herseli in a position that simuiated sleep. Her heart beat high, but whether with nervousness, anger, fatigue, be- wilderment or a mixture of all four emotions, she did not stop to con- sider. Shé could hear the sea, far off in Do YouOwn Your Own Pe i li CA rh kl lt fl Money to loan at 6% per cen. first mortgages. J. H. R. LUKE Phones: »¢1 931; 63TW, Rs tt i A sr ing noise in the fire in the adjoining room, and the iresh crackle of flames. And she could hear Barry's voice, amused and eager, and the droning recitation of the stranger. Barbara's eyes closed. She turned slightly, snuugled her face against the soggy pillow. 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