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Successful Crops and Big Yields
Help the Railway.
The remarkable fields that are re
4 ported of the wheat crop of Western
\ Canada for 1915 bear out the esti
I mate of an average yield over the
I three western provinces of upward of
25 bushels per acre. There is no
* portion of that great west of 24,000
* square miles in which the crop was j
mot good and the yields abundant. An
American farmer who was induced to
place under cultivation land that he
had been holding for five years for
speculative purposes and higher
prices, says that he made the price of
the land out of this year’s crop of
oats. No doubt, others, too, who took
the advice of the Department of the
Interior to cultivate the unoccupied
land, have done as well.
But the story of the great crop that
Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta
produced this year is best told in the
languago of the railways in the added
cars that it has b^en - necessary to
place in commission, the extra trains
required to be run, the increased ton
nage of the grain steamers.
It is found that railway earnings
continue to improve.
The C. P. R. earnings for the second
week of October showed an increase
of $762,000 over last year, the total
being only $310,000 below the gross
earnings of the corresponding week
of 1913, when the Western wheat crop
made a new record for that date. The
increase in C. P. R. earnings for the
cprresponding week of that year was
only $351,000, or less than half of the
increase reported this year. The
grain movement in the West within
the past two weeks has taxed the re
sources of the Canadian roads as
f never before, despite their increased
* facilities. The C. P. R. is handling 2,000
cars per day, a new record. The
G. T. R. and the C. N. R. are also mak
ing new shipment records. The other
day the W. Grant Morden, of the Can
ada Steamships Company, the largest
freighter of the Canadian fleet on the
Upper Lakes, brought down a cargo of
476,315 bushels, a new record for
Canadian shipping. Records are “go
ing by the board’’ in all directions this
fall, due to Canada's record crop. The
largest Canadian wheat movement
through the port of New York ever
known is reported for the period up
to October 15th, when since shipments
• of the new crop began in August,
4,265,791 bushels have been reloaded
for England, France and Italy. This
is over half as much as was shipped
of American wheat from the same port
in the same period. And, be it remem
bered, Montreal, not New York, is the
main export gate-way for Canadian
wheat. New York gets the overflow
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CHAPTER XXIII.—(Continued.)
"Can't do it, Miss Joan,” said he
stuKaornly, but with an effort to sub
due the wistful look in his old eyes
"Nothing would please me better. I'd
love t > do it. But it ain’t right, as Mr,
King says. I got to go by what he
says."
Eric assumed an air of severity. "Do
you mean to say that the church has
been meddling with your affairs?”
"Meddling?”'gasped Jabez.
"Yes, sir, meddling."
"Co long with you, Eric." exclaimed
Jabez helplessly. "Lies is lies.”
"And Mr. King has put the hand of
bigotry on your life?" in line scorn.
"What's that?” demanded Jabez,
bristling.
“Don’t tease, Eric," interposed Joan.
"The church has a great deal to
answer for,” insisted Midthorne. "Med
dling like this with a man's business.”
"Business?" murmured Jabez.
“Whose business?”
“Isn't it your business to make peo
ple happy?"
"Well, I guess it’s Mr. King’s busi
ness, too.” said he resignedly. "He
comes down here and tells me the
truth about things and I see things in
a new way from what I used to. Old
Presbrey stretched the truth so that it
looked mighty fishy to me. Mr. King
puts it in a nutshell. If he says it's
wrong to lie, why it is, that’s all. Dang
it all,” he exploded virtuously, "1 never
see a pirate in my life. Nor a hand
some princess either." John Payson
spoke, with a twinkle in his eyes. "Do
you believe that everything in the bible
is true. Uncle Jabo?”
Jabez glared at him. “I’ll believe It
all until some of you smart Alecks prove
It ain’t. I used to laugh at that tale
about Jonar and the whale. Mr. King
says it’s paregoricul. I told him no
body could make mo believe a feller
could live Inside a whale’s belly—bible
er no bible. He said he didn’t believe
it cither. It's just a paryble.”
“They are joking with you. Uncle
Jabe,” said Mary, coming to his rescue.
“Of course, we are," cried Eric
warmly. "We will not ask you to tell
us any more lies. Mr. King is right.
But you surely can't object to telling us
ii few true stories.”
Jabez Carr pondered. "Well,” he
laid at last and with conviction, "a
‘tory ain’t wuth tellin’ unless it’s a
lie.” Then, to change fhe subject,
which was more dangerous than he
fared to admit: "When do you start
Eric?”
And so, instead of being entertained
by him on this Sunday afternoon, they
were content and eager to discuss their
own Intimate affairs for his especial
benefit, thereby doing much toward the
support of Mr. King’s missionary ef
forts and at the same time adding con
siderable to their own estimate of what
heaven really is
40
the wind lived, without end through all
time—always and forever. It was a
strange thought to him. Ho liked It.
What was the wind but the rush of
countless souls that came and went
with each .succeeding breath? The wind
would never die. It would ceuse one
day to visit his useless hulk, but it
would go on forever just the same, car
rying the last breath of him with it—
the last bit of the soul of him. He liked
the thought of it. There was something
in it. after all. Life went on with the
wind; death stayed behind to rot. The
wind would never die. Yes, that was
what they meant when they said the
soul could never die. How could it
die?
In that short space of time, ns tho
storm came up. Adam Carr began to
grasp the elusive thing men call re
ligion. He was not taking it on faith.
He was beginning to reason it out.
The firsl scattering drops of rain blew
across his face. Someone moved behind
him. He looked up. The nurse was at
the head of his chair, smiling.
"It’s coming,” she said.
"Coming and going,” he said, with a
smile she did not understand, it was so
mysterious.
Even as the door closed upon the
gathering storm, a man hurried up
from the sidewalk and lifted the
knocker.
Mrs. Fayson admitted him. A tall,
frail man whose hair was white.
"I’ve come. Adam, to see if we cannot
be friends after all these bitter years,”
said Horace Blagden. stopping still at
the foot of the chair.
Adam caught his breath. He was
speechless for many Beconds; long,
tense seconds they were. When words
came, it was the old Adam Carr who
uttered them.
“Horace,” ho said, slowly, deliber
ately. "it won’t seem natural not to
hate you.”
"1 understand,” said Mr. Blagden.
“It has not been easy for me, Adam.”
Adam Carr addressed tho wondering
nurse.
“Miss Hastings, will you be good
enough to take Mr. Blagden’s hat and
to pusli my chair over by the window?
And then you may leave 113 for a
while. I beg your pardon. This is Mr.
Horace Blagden, the great man of
Corinth. ’ ’
Mr. Blagden did not wince. If there
was a tinge of irony In the characteri
zation, it escaped him. He bowed gra
ciously to the young woman and
seated himself where he could look intc
the face of the man who had just mads
the admission—the one man in all Cor
inth to begrudge him the distinction
up to the present hour. Ah, it war
something to get that out of Adam
Carr! Now it was complete. His cup
of satisfaction was full.
THE END.
jaoez succeeaea in grasping a ievv
of the more important details; a thou
mnd trivial points escaped him. By
•lint of arduous ciuestioning, he gath
ered that the ground was to be broken
pcxt week for tlie*Bright mansion; that
Ihe plans for the great public library
were well under way; that Jack and
Mary were to live in New York City;
that Eric and Joan were to make Cor
inth their home for a few years, at
least; that the Widow Payson would
r.ot hear of Adam's removal to a sani
loriuni in the Adirondacks; that ^Ir.
Presbrey and Mr. King were boson
friends; that the former was prayer
ieader in the reconstructed First
Church, and very sure about it; that
Mr. Biagden was a greater man than
ever before; that Mrs. Biagden was an
angel; that Corinth would be put on
the map to stay; that the world was a
very wonderful abiding place, after all.
One secret remained untold. He was
never to know that one of the tail
young men who sat there glibly talking
was his own grandson.
He walked with them to the gate
when the dusk of night began to tail.
It hud been a great afternoon for him,
but a distressingly short one. Yes, they
Seemed to be growing shorter all the
time. He leaned on the bars and
watched them until they were out of
sight among the trees.
"Funny thing,” he mused, “but I can’t
remembber being so keen about things
when i was their age. Times must
have changed a whole lot. Still, I
wonder. It was a long while ago. I
guess a young feller is a young feller,
no matter where you put him.”
Then lie went back, clucking to the
squirrels.
***** •
Adam Carr, propped up in his wheel
chair, eyed a dark and threatening
sky from the tiny lawn in front of the
Widow Payson’s house in Handy
street. There was an alertness in a is
eyes that contrasted sharply with the
inertness of his body, wfcich sagged in
Ihe depths of the chair. Late after
noon winds came gently tip from the
sea, bringing coolness to relieve the
heat of this blistering day in May.
Passers-by bespoke him from the
sidewalk, along which they hurried in
advance of the approaching storm.
'■Riding at anchor in a safe cove,”
said Adam to himself and of himself.
Mrs. Pavson came to the porch.
"I think we'd better have the nurse
get you into the house, Adam,” she
said.
He looked wistfully at the sky. “I'd
like to have a good drenching,” he said
to her. “It can’t hurt me.”
“Nonsense.” she said. “Don't be
silly.” She went into the house to call
the nurse.
He grumbled. “A little rain won't
spoil me. You’d think I was a lump of
sugar instead of clay.”
The nurse and Mrs. Payson lifted
the chair to the tiny front porch.
“I'll stay out here, if you please,” he
said, “until it really begins to rain. I
like the rush of the wind. Don’t
worry- I won't blow away. I’m an
chored. safe enough."
They left him to wait for the sweep
of the storm. Who can tell of the
thoughts, the bitter conflict of thoughts,
that ran through the keep, active brain
of this wonderful man as he sat there
glowering at a sky no blacker than his
mood?
There was life in the wind that swept
his grirn. expressionless face; there
was strength in the way it came up to
smite him, to fcaress him, to tantalize
him. He opened ills mouth and drank
it in. and held his breath as if to keep
it captive. H's eyes shone with the
love of it. «vi*h the hatred of it. He
loved it because it was life; he hated
it because it was dead when it left his
lungs to go oozing out into the world
again. And he knew it would come to
life the instant It left him. He hatel
a dead tiling. He hated his own body.
He loved the wind because it could
,lve and die In the same breath, and
live on forever.
He found himself wondering, at last,
if there was a soul Within him that
!i\ed and died, and went on living as
Competition vs. Regulation.
From the Waco Morning News.
One of the largest out-of-state insurance
companies doing business in Texas has
been directed by the state insurance com
mission to show cause why its license tc
do business in Texas should not be re
voked for alleged violation of the lnsur •
ance laws by writing business below the
rates prescribed by the commission. The
company is charged with having Issued a
policy at a rate of 25 cents, whereas the
rate fixed by the commission is 60 cents.
From St. Louis comes a news dispatch
announcing that the Standard Oil had
advanced the price of gasolene to St.
Louis consumers 1 cent a gallon as a re
sult of a protest to President Wilson and
the federal trade commission by inde
pendent dealers. It appears that a few
weeks ago the independents raised the
price of gasolene one cent a gallon and
the Standard Oil refused to make a sim
ilar advance, wherefore the complaint of
unfair tactics. Immediately after the
Standard advanced its price to the figure
fixed by the independents, the latter made
another advance of 1 cent a gallon, which
the Standard has not yet met.
These two incidents may well cause
those of us who have believed in the vir
tue of competition to ask; "Where are
we at?”
Here we have an insurance company
threatened with prosecution for giving a
customer cheaper Insurance than a state
commission says he should have, and an
oil company put on the grill for not ad
vancing the price of gasoline when a com
petitor advances his price.
incidentally and quite apart from the
question raised by these two incidents,
we can not understand why St. Louis
filling stations are selling gasoline at 11
cents a gallon while Waco stations are
charging 14 cents.
If the state is to fix the price at which
Insurance companies sell protection
against fire, why should not the state fix
the price at which oil companies must
sell gasoline? And if an insurance com
pany is to be penalized for selling fire
protection below the price charged by the
competitors and an oil company called to
account for not raising prices to meet
advances of its competitors, why not re
peal the law of supply and demand en
tirely?
We give it up.
Mr. Bryan's Unreal World.
From the Minneapolis Journal.
The trouble with Mr. Bryan is the same
as the trouble with many other dear peo
ple In this world. They have constructed
an imaginary world all their own, with
doves floating about, instead of peopled
by aggressive folk ready to take advant
age of a condition of helpless unprepared
ness in others.
Miss Katherine Dahlgren, well known
in New York and Philadelphia society,
is to drive an auto in a race with a
man on a motorcycle.
Owing to the inability to seure male
labor, over 400 women school teachers
in Glasgow, Scotland, have agreed to
pick this year’s raspberry crop.
Mrs. Manando McCabe, of Logans
port, Ind., has been declared insane
because she Is under the hallucination
that she Is the “Queen of the Movies."
The spring of a new automobile clock
is automatically wound by electricity.
Keep Going.
Is the goal distant, and troubled the road,
And the way long?
And heavy your load?
Then gird up your courage and eav, "I am
strong.’’
And keep going.
Is the work weary, and endless the grind
And petty the pay?
Then brace up your mir.d
And say, "Something better is coming my
way,"
And keep going.
And keep doing.
Is the drink bitter life pours in your cup—
Is the taste gall?
Then smile and look up
And say. "Qod is with me whatever be
fall.”
And keep trusting.
Is Ihe heart heavy with hope long deferred
And with prayers that seem valnT
Keep saying the word—
And that which you strive for you yet
shall attain;
Keep praying.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox in Octobor Nau
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All Very Tragic.
I At the Players' club in New York
(he happy ending so essential to a
play's financial success was being dis
cussed, when Butler Glaenzer said:
"No play has a happy ending."
! They looked at him through the cig
arette sipoke in amazement.
"No play has a happy ending," he
repeated. “It runs on and on, and at
last It ends tragically in some one
horse town, with the entire road com
pany stranded and without the price
of an oyster stew among the lot of
them.”
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the Movies always Murine Your Eyes—
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How the fact that town dogs are
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Marie, the eight-year-old hopeful of
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Now, either Marie was not hungry
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lifted her eyes to heaven and ex
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something besides eggs!"
Oh, Well. .
“I see whero a man was arrested
last night for taking notes at a lec
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"You don't mean it!"
"Yes; they were bank notes, and
he took them out of another man’s
pocket.”
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