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PAGE FOUR. THE ONTARIO REFORMER, THURSDAY, DEC. 28, 1922 --_-- -- THE Cow CHAPTER XIX~- (Continued), "And this is one of our 'choice residential sub-divisions,'" said Rave to himself, ag with Charlie's guid- ance and his, own inborn sense of location he thieaded his way through the maze of diverging trails, "Fine business--fing business," the As the Joutey continued the sense of self-reprédgch which had been static in him for many months, be- ame more insistent, and he found self repeating the ironical phrase, "Tine business,--fine. business, Yes, { let Conward 'weigh the coal' all righ The intrusion of Conward nto his mind sent the blood to his head, but at that moment his re- 'ections were cut short by the boy. "We will have to get out here," he said, 'The bridge is down." Investigation proved him to be right. A bridge over a small stream had collapsed, and was slowly disin- tegrating amid its own wreckage. Dave explored the stream bottom, getting muddy boots for his pains. Then he ran' the car a. little to one side of the road, locked the switch, and walked 'on with the boy. "Pretty lohely out here, isn't it?" he ventured: "Oh, no. There is a street light we can see in a little while; it is behind the hill now, We see it from the corner of our shack, Its very cheery." "Fine business," Dave repeated to himself. "And this is how our big success was made, 'Well the success has vanished as quickly as it came. I suppose there is a law somewhere that is not mocked." They were passing through a set- tlement of crude houses dimly vis- ible in the starlight and by occas- ional yellow blurs from their win- dows, Before one of the meanest of these the boy at last stopped. The upper hinge of the door was broken, and a feeble light struggled through the space where it gaped outward, Charlie pulled the door open and Dave entered. At first his eyes could not make out the dim out- lines before him; he was conscious of a very small and stuffy room. with a peculiar odor which he at- tributed to ap oil lamp burning ou a box. He walked over and turnea the lamp up, but the oil was cou- sumed; a red, sullen, smoking wick was its only response. Then he felt in his pocket and struck a match. he light revealed the dinginess ot the little room. There was a bed covered with musty, ragged clotn- ing; a table, littered with broken and dirty dishes and pieces of stale food: a steve, cracked and greasy, and one or two bare boxes serving as article of furniture. But it was to the bed Dave turned, and, with anothe: match bent over the shrunken form that lay almost concealed amid the coarse coverings, He brought his face down close; then straightenea up and steadied himself for a mo- ment. "He'll soon be well, don't you think, mister? He said he would pe well when the holidays--" Bu Dave's expression stopped the boy, whose own face went suddenly wild with fear. "He is he 1 "It well now, Charlie," 1, as steadily as he could. 2'! holidays mow for him." w By Robt. J. C. Stead if PUNCHER vangements for---the arrangements that have to be made, you know." They retraced thelr steps toward the town, meeting the doctor at the broken bridge. Dave exchanged a few words with him in low tones, and they passed on. Soon they were swinging through the city streets, this time through the busy thorough- fares, which were almost blocked with tense, excited crowds about the bulletin boards. Even with the de- velopments with the evening press- ing: heavily upon his mind, zDave could not resist the temptation to stop for a moment and listen to bulletins being read through a mega- phone, "The Kaiser has stripped off his British regalia," sald the announcer. "He says he will never again wear h British uniform." A chuckle of derisive laughter ran through the mob; then someone struck up a well-known nefrain-- "What the hell do we care?" Up and down the street voices caught up the chorus, , Within a year the bones of many in that crowd, bleaching on the fields of Flanders, showed how much they cared. Dave literally pressed his machine through the throng, which opened slowly to let it pass, and immediately filled up the wake behind, Then he drove direct to the Hardy home, After some delay Irene met him at the door, and Dave explained the sit- uation in a few words, "We must take care of him, Reenie," he said, I feel a personal responsibility," "Of course we will take him," she answered, 'He will live here until Her face was bright with something which must be tenderness. "Bring him upstairs. room, and introduce him, first, to --the bath-foom. And to-morrow we shall have an excursion down town, and some new clothes for Charlie --Klden,' As they moved up tbe stairs, Con- ward, who had been in another room in conversation with Mrs, Hardy fol- lowed them unseen. The evening had been interminable for Conward. For three hours he had awaited word that his victim bad been trapped, anu for three hours no word had come. He had smoked numberless cigar- ettes, and had nibbled impatiently at his nails and tried to appear at ease before Mrs. Hardy. If his plans had miscarried; if Dave bad dis- covered the plot; well---- and here at length was Dave, cngrossed in a very different matter. Conward fol- lowed them up the stairs. Irene and Dave chatted with the boy for a few moments, trying to make him feel at home in his new surroundings; then Irene turned to {some arrangements for his comfort, and Dave started downstairs. In the passage he was met by Conward. Conward at least seemed to have dropped the mask; he leered inso- lently, triumphantly, in Dave's face. "What are you doing here?" Dave demanded, as he felt his head be- ginning to swim in anger. Conward leered only the more of- fensively and walked down the stairs beside him. At the foot he coolly lit another cigarette, If he was comn- scious of the hate in Dave's eyes he hid his emotions under a mask we have a---some place of our own." || We will allot him a |; had wrapped her arms about his, "Don't, Don't, Dave," she pleaded. "For my sake, don't do--that.," tunate, For a moment Dave stood as one paralysed; then his heart dried up within him, "So that's the way of it," he said, as he broke her grip, and the horror in his own eyes would not let him read the sudden horror in hers. "All right; take it," and he placed the revolver in her hand. "You should know what to do with ft." And be- fore she could stop him he had walked out of the house, upon him; had clutched his revolver:' Her words were tragically unfor-| She rushed to the gate, but already ||" the roar of his motor was lost in the hum of the city's traffic, (To be continued) WHO DID IT? (Ottawa Citizén) The truth about the war is grad- ually emerging. It seems that Haig really planned the campaign which ended in the Allied victory, not Foch, Now it is said that Currie wag real- | ly the master strategist. Somebody ' is due to bob up and give the inside. story of how he gave the plans to Currie. What about OW Bill and! AIL? ---- Ee -- \ VOTE SHERIDAN COUNCILLOR NORTH-EAST WARD A VOTE Third Deputy Reeve - My Platform _Fair treatment to all sections of the Town, in. cluding Ward 5. Com. pletion of College Hill Sewer, Extension of Mech. anic St. Liberal treatment to Board of Education. To see that the Town of Oshawa get its just dues from the County Council, Wishing you one and all a Happy and Prosperous . New Y ear I AM AT YOUR SERVICE -------- rr ------ For 1923 Council ROBT. D. PRESTON SOUTH-WEST WARD JH TTT TIT I UL i LTT FRANK. L. MASON . appreciates the honor conferred on him by election to the Second Deputy Reeveship He will endeavour to serve the pgople as well in the future as in the past. He wishes the electors of Odfawa the compliments of the season. LEER TOL ol EE & JJi-- Our Coming City Ladies and Gentlemen: : ; | greatly appreciate the distinguished habr that you have conferred upon me in re-electing me tion to the office of Reeve of your pr opposi- P Al pality. For five years | have endeavoured serve you on the Council Board, four years on the Cangil and one year as Reeve; having only one aim, the beterment and advancement of our town; having only u¢ desire, to make it the banner town of this Province the con- fidence which you have reposed in me in y re-elec- tion leads me to hope that | have not and ambitious endeavours. An account ship is hardly necessary at this juncture; that 1 have done my best and continued efforts during the coming year abundant proof that your confidence in has not been misplaced. 1 thank you and wish my old fri friends from the South a Happy and Year. | remain yours in anticipation of a cially, commercially and morally, ~ GEO. of insolence. He held the match be- fore him and calmly watched it burn | Then he extended it toward | The mateh had burnt out, and was in utter darkness. ave heard the child drawing his out. slowly - across the floor, then | Dave. ddenly whimpering like a thing| "You remember our wager, Elden. that "had been mortally hurt. He I present you with--a burnt out ped toward him an at length his match." 'ngers found his shock of hair. he| "You liar!" eried Dave. row the boy slowly into his arms; | infamous liar!" Len very, very tight. . . After an,| "Ask her," Conward replied. "She hey were orphans together, | will deny it, of course. All women "You will come with me," he do." «aid at length, "I will see that you | Dave felt his muscles tighten, and re provided for. The doctor will! knew that in a moment he would n be here or we will meet him tear his victim to pieces. As he » the way, and he will make ar- clenched his fist to the side of his . body it struck something hard. His revolver! He bad forgotten: he was not in the habit of carrying it. In an instant he had Conward cover- ed SOUTH-EAST WARD T Board ot Education "You If you think the present Board of Educa- tion needs to be awakened and be stirred up in the interests of the children of this town, vote for ) D.A.J.SWANSON -- Dave did not press the trigger at once. He took a fierce delight in torturing the man who had wrecked his life--even while he told himself that he could not believe his boast. Now he watched the colour fade from Conward's cheek; the eyes stand out in his face; the livid blotches more livid still; the cigarette drop from his merveless lips. "You are a brave man, Conward," he said, and there was a rasp of hate and contempt in his voice. - A Prosperous and Happy New Year ROE OR ERE IRR We wish to thank our many customers and friends for the very liberal they favored us with in the past year, and 'to wish one and all the compliments of the season, with at much prosperity and a moment her eyes refused to grasp the scene before them; Conwanrd cowering, terror-stricken; Dave fierce N. A. Gampbell : sy 8 sc clectom foi electing him to she office of Reeve, and wishes one and all a very 'Requests your Vote and Influence New Year. as candidate in the NORTH-EAST WARD for the City Council. TRTRNERTEENCL 00 OTN hob i RI Te RH JR 0s M52 ORT ag + $ g : | 1 ci A hd ii AR NN