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CHAPTER XXI Continued.
"Wo nro going on, I and my guns,
on to tho beat yut -on In thn pursuit!
Nothing can atop uat Wo ehnll hit tho
OrnyH no fast and hard thnt they can
iiovor got tliolr machlno In ordor again.
God bless you! Everything that Ib lino
In mo will always think llucly of you!
You and Lnnny two fixed starB for
mot"
"Tntlyl" Sho wbb radlnnt. "Truly?"
ho asked wlntfully.
"Yob, yes a yea aa real as the
gunu!"
"Then It helps! Oh, how It helps!"
aha murmured almost inaudlbly.
"Good-by! God bleBH you!" ho cried
as ho Btartod to go, adding over his
ahouldor morrlly: "I'll Bend you a pic
ture postcard from tho Grays' capital
or my guns parkod In tho palaco
nquaro."
Sho watched him leap tho garden
wall a8 lightly an ho hud como and
gallop away, an Inineisountlon of tho
"gay, adventurous spirit of war, count
ing death and wounds and hardship as
tho delights of tho gamblo. Yes, ho
would follow tho Grays, throwing
shells In tho lrroflpoiiBlhlo Joy of toss
ing confetti In n carnival. Pursuit!
Waw Keller's tho Hontlment of tho
armyT Wcro tho Urowus not to stop
at tho frontier? Woro thoy to chnngo
tholr Bong to, "Now wo huvo ours wo
shall tako somo of theirs?" The
thought was fresh fuel to tho live coalB
that Htill remained under tho ashes.
A brlgado commander and somo of
his HtafT-olllcers near by foimed a
group with faces Intent around an op
orator who wa attaching his Instru
ment to a lleld-wlro that had Just been
reeled ovor tho hodgo. Marta moved
toward them, but puused on hearing an
outburst of Jubilant exclamntloiiB:
"A hundred thousand prisoners!"
"And llvo hundred guns!"
"Wo'ro coming In on their froutler
II along tho lino!"
"It's Incrcdlblo!"
"Hut tho word Is olllclal It's right!"
Kroni mouth to mouth a hundred
thousand prisoners, llvo hundred guns
tho nowa was paseed In tho garden.
Eyes dull with fatlguo began (lashing
us tho Boldlers broko Into a cheer that
wbb not lod, a cheor unlike any Mnrta
bad heard boforo. It had tho high
notes of men who wero weary, of a ter
rible exultation, of spirit stronger than
' tired legs and as yet unsatisfied. Other
exclamations from both olIlcerB and
men expressed a hunger whetted by
tho tasto of ono day's victory.
"We'll go on!"
"Wo'll mako pence In their cnpltul!"
"And with nn indemnity that will
Btaggor tho world!"
"Nothing Is Impossible with I.nn
Btron. How ho has worked It out
baited thorn to their own destruction!"
"A frontier of our own choosing!"
"On tho next range. Wo will keep
all that Btrotch of plain there !"
"And tho river, too!"
"Thoy shall pay pay for attacking
uat"
Pay, pay for tho drudgery, tho sleep
less nights, tho dead and tho wounded
for our dead and wounded! No mat
ter about theirs! Tho ojllcore wero too
Intent In their olatlon to obsorvo n
young woman, Htnndlng quite still, her
lips a thin lino and a deep blaze In
nor oycB as sho looked this way and
thnt nt tho field of faces, seeking somo
dlssontlent, somo partisan of tho right.
Sho wbb seeing tho truth now; tho
cold truth, tho old truth to which alio
had been untrue when Bho took Fel
ler's place. Thoro could bo no cholco
of Bides In war unless you believed In
war. One who fought for pcaco must
tako up arms against all armies. Hor
Part as n spy appeared to hor clnd In
a new kind of shame; tho desertion of
hor principles.
Nor did tho ofllcors objorvo a man of
thlrty-llvo, wearing tho cords of tho
Btaft and a general's stars, coming
around tho corner of tho house. Car
ta's feverish, roving glnuco had noted
him directly ho was In sight. Ills face
seemed to bu In keeping with the
other fuces, In tho ardor of a hunt un
finished; bond In blouso pockot, his
bearing n Uttlo too easy to bo conven
tionally military tho same Lnnny.
Sho was dimly conscious of surprlso
not to And him chungod, perhniw bo
cau80 ho was unaccompanied by n re
tinue or any other symbol of his power.
Ho might have been coming to cnll on
a Sunday afternoon. In that llrst
gllmpso It was difficult to think of
him as the commander of an army. Hut
that ho was, sho must not forgot. Sho
was shaken and trombllng; and a
mist rose beforo her, so that she did
not, bco him clearly w.hen, with a getj
turo of rollef, ho saw hor.
"Lnnstron!" exclaimed an ofllcer In
tho first explosive broath of amaze
ment on recognizing him; then ndded:
"His Kxcollency, tho ehlof of staff!"
Hut tho ono word, Lanstron, had
been enough to thrill nil tho officers
oiUnon and ramrod Haluten. Alarm
noted tho deference of tholr glances u
thoy covertly looked him ovor.
"X wanted a gllmpso of tho front aa
well as tho rear," Lanstron remarked
In explanation of hie prescuco to the
general of brlgado as ho passed on
toward Martu, who was thinking that
she, nt least, was not In awo of him;
Bhe, nt least, suw cleurly and truly his
purt.
"Mnrta! Marta!"
Lanstron's voice was tromulouB. na
If ho woro In awo of hor, whllu ho
drank In tho fact that sho was there
before him at arms' length, afe, nllvo.
Hlio did not offer her hand In greeting.
Slio was Incapable of any movement,
such was her emotion; mid ho, too,
was held In a spoil, as tho reality of
her, after all that had passed, lilted
his eyes Ho waited for hor to speak,
but hIio was silent.
"Malta that bandago! You have
been hurt!" ho exclaimed.
"It'H tho fashion to bo wounded," sho
caid, eyebrows lifted nml lushes low
ered, with a nervous Hinllo. "I ulnvod
Florence Nlghtlngulo, tho natural wom
an's part, I bollevo. Wo Bhould never
protest; only nurso tho vIctlmB of war.
After helping to send men to death 1
went unucr llro myself, and and that
helped."
"Yes. that would help," ho agreed,
wincing as from a knlfo thrust.
Her old taunt: sending men to death
and taking no risk himself! Sho eaw
that ho winced; alio realized that sho
hnd Htayed words that woro about to
come In n flood. Sho wiib marshaling
her thoughts to begin when tho brlttlo
sllenco wns broken by n rumbling of
voices, a stirring of feet, und a cheer.
"Lanstron! Lnnstron! Hurrah for
Lanstron!"
Tho soldiers In tho garden did not
bother witli any "Your Excellency, tho
chief of staff" formula when word had
been paesed of his presence Mnrta
looked around to seo tholr tempestu
ous enthusiasm nB thov tossed tholr
caps In tho nlr and sent up their spon
taneous tributo from tho depths of
their lungs. Conquoror and hero to
tho living, but tho dead could not
speak, whispered somo fiend In her
heart.
Lanatron uncovered to tho demon
titration impulsively, when tho conven
tional military acknowledgment would
have been a salute. Ho always looked
moro like tho real Lanny to her with
his forehead bare. It completed tho
ensemble of his sensitive features. Sho
flaw that ho wns blinking almost boy
ishly at the compliment nnd noted tho
Ilttlo deprecatory shako of his head,
as much us to say that they wero
mnklng a mistake.
"Thank you!" ho cnllod, and tho
cheoilneas of hla volco, sho thought,
expressed his real self; tho delight of
victory and tho glowing anticipation
or further victories.
"Thank you!" called the private with
a big voice.
"Yes, thank you!" repented somo of
tho officers In quick appreciation of n
compliment us real as human courage.
Ho stood smiling for a momont In
reply to their smiles; then, still smil
ing, but lu n different way, ho said to
Marta:
"Ah you say, thnt helps!" with n nod
toward tho bandago on her forenrm.
and hurriedly turned away.
She saw him Involuntarily clutch tho
wrist above the pocket of his blouso to
"You Have
Been Hurt,"
claimed.
He Ex-
still tho twitching; but boyond thnt
thoro wiih no further sign of emotion
ns ho wont to the tolophono. Instantly
he was through ho started toward tho
pass road, not by tho path to tho steps,
but by leaping from torrnco to terraco
and waving his hand gayly to tho sol
diers as ho wont. Tho officers stared
nt tho sight of a chief of staff break
lng away from his communications In
this unceremonious fashion. They
saw him securo a horse from a group
of cnvalry officers on tho toad and gal
lop away.
Marta having beeu the object of
Lnustron's attention now becamo tho
object of theirs. It was good to seo a
woman, n woman of tho Hrowns, nfter
tholr period of separation from foml
nlno socloty. Sho found hersolf hold
ing an Impromptu teceptlon. Sho
hoitrd Homo other self answering
tliolr polite quostlons; while a fear,
a imw kind of fear, was taking hold of
hor real self; a fear Inexplicable in-
rat
aldloUHly growing. Lanstron wns Btlll
In tbo officers' minds after hie strange
nppearanco nnd stronger departure.
Tajc tiognn to talk o. him, nnd Marta
listened.
"Ho Bald something about being a
freo mnn now!"
"Yes, ho looked as eaeer as a tnr.
rlor after rats."
"Ho ktinwB what ho Is doing. Ho
boob ho far uhcad of what we nro
thinking thnt It's useless to guws his
object. Wo'll understand when It's
done."
"How Ilttlo sldo ho has! So per
fectly Hlniplo. Ho hardly aecmB to
reallzo tho Immensity of his success.
In fact, nono of us realizes It; it's too
enormous, overwhelming, HUddcn!"
"And no nerves!"
Of couruo. they Kuessed nothlnt? nf
Mnrtn's part In his success. Tho very
things they wero saying about him
built up n figure of tho typo whoso
character sho had keenly resented a
few minutes before.
"Hut, Miss Gnlland. vou seem to
know him far bettor than wo. This le
not nows to you," remarked the brl
gado commander.
"Yob. I Haw tho accident of his first
flight when his hand was Injured," she
Bald, and winced with horror. Never
had tho plcturo of him aB ho rose from
tho wreck appeared so dlBtlnct. She
could see every detail of hla looks;
feel his twinges of pain while ho
emilcd. Was tho rovolatlon the more
vivid bccniiBo It had once occurred
to her Blnco tho war began? It abut
out tho presence of tho officers; she
no longer heard what thoy woro say
ing. Ulack fear was enveloping her.
Vaguely sho understood that they
wero looking nway at something. Sho
heard tho roar of artlllory not far dis
tant and following their gnzo toward
tho knoll whoro Dellarmo's men had
received their baptism of fire, now un
der n canopy of ahrapnol amoko.
"That's about their last stand in thn
tangent, their laet Bnarl on our soil,"
remarked tho brlgado commander.
"And wo'ro raining shells on It!"
Bald his aldo. "With our glasses wo'll
bo ablo to watch tho Infantry go In."
"Yea, very well."
"Wo'ro all used to how It feels, now
wo'll seo how It looks at a, dlstanco,"
piped ono of tho soldiers.
Not until ho had shouted to them
did thoy notlco a division stnff-offlcer
who had como up from tho road. Ho
hnd a pleco of astounding nowe to Im
part beforo ho mentioned official busi
ness. "What do you think of this?" he
cried. "Nothing could stop him! Lan
stron yes, Lnnstron has gono Into
that charge with tho African Braves!"
"Why?" Marta heard tho officers
around her asking after their fexcla
matlons of amazement at tho news
that LanBtron was going In tho
charge "Why should tho chief of staff
risk his life in this fashion?"
Mnrta know. All her taunts about
sending othcra to death from his office
chair, uttered aa tho fugitive sarcasm
of a mood, recurred In tho merciless
hnmmerbeat of recollection. For a
moment alio wns aghast, Bpeechlesa.
Then the officers, occupied with tho
atartllng nowa, heard n volco,
wrenched from a dry throat In an
guish. Haying:
"Tho telephone! Try to reach him!
Tell him ho must not!"
"Wo can hardly say 'must not' to a
chief or staff." said tho general auto
matically. "Tell him I nsk him not to! Try
to reach him try you can try!"
"Yes, yes! Certainly!" exclaimed
tho general, turning to the tolophono
operator.
Ho had seen now whnt tho younger
men had seen nt n glnnco. Thoy were
recalling Lanstron's relief at seeing
her; how ho hnd passed them by to
speak to her; tho Intensity of the two
In their almost wordless meeting.
Her bloodless lips, tho Imploring pns
slon In her oyes, hor quivering Impa
tience told tho rest.
"Division headquarters!" called the
operator, "Thoy'ro getting brigade
headquarters," ho added whllo ho
waited In silence. "Hrlgado headquar
ters saya tho Hraves have no wlro. It's
too lato. The charge Is starting."
"So It Is!" cried ono of tho subal
terns. "Look! Look!"
MnrJa looked toward tho rising
ground this side of the knoll in time
to seo bayonots flnBh In tho waning
nftemoon sunlight and disappear as
they descended tho Blopo.
"Thero! Thoy'ro up on tho othor
slopo without Btopplng!" exclaimed
tho general. "Quick! Don't you wnnt
to seo?" Ho offored his glasses to
Marta.
"No I con boo well enough," ahe
murmured, though tho lnndscnpo was
moving boforo her eyes In giddy
waves.
"Tho madness or It! Tho whole
slopo Is peppered with tho fallen!"
"Whnt n cost! Magnificent, but not
wnr. Carrying their flag In the good
old way, right nt tho front!"
"Heavens! I hopo thoy do It!"
"Tho ting's down!"
"Another man has it It's up!"
"Now now splendid! They'ro In!
"So thoy nro! And tho flag, too!"
"Yes, what's left nro In!"
"And Lanstron wns there In that!"
"What If"
"Yes, tho chler or staff, the head of
tho urmy, In an affair Hko that!"
"Tho mind of tho army tho mind
thnt was to direct our advance!"
"When all tho honors of tho world
nrn his!"
Their words woro acld-tlpped nee
dles knitting back and forth through
Mnrtn's brain. Was Lnnny one of
thoso black Bpocks thnt peppered tho
slopo? Was ho? Wns ho?
"Telophono and -and seo If Lanny
Is is killed!" sho begged.
"I'll tro I'll an out thorn wlutiv. tu
Ib!" pho Bald Incoherently, Btlll look
ing townrd the knoll with glazed oyes
She' thought sho wus walking fast as
Bho Htnrted for tho garden gate, but
really sho wbb going slowly, atum
bllngly. "I think you had better atop her If
you can," said tho general to his aldo.
The aldo overtook her at tho gate.
"Wo shall know about his excellency
beforo you can find out for yourself,"
ho said; nnd, young himself, ho could
put tho sympathy of youth with ro
mance Into his tone "You might miss
tho road, even miss him, when ho was
without a scratch, and bo for hours In
Ignorance," ho explained. "In a few
minutes wo ought to havo woid."
Marta sank down weakly on tho
tongue of a wngon, overturned against
tho garden wall in the meleo of tho re
treat, and leaned her shoulder on tho
wheel for support.
"If tho women or tho Grays waited
rour weokB," ahe Bald with an effort nt
atolclsm, "then 1 ought to bo ablo to
wait a few minutes."
"Depend on me. I'll bring news as
soon aB there Ib any," the aid con-
Marta Sank Down Weakly.
eluded, und, seeing that sho wished to
be alone, ho left her.
For tho first tlmu she had real ob
livion from tho memory of her deceit
or Westerllng, the oblivion or drenr.
hoart-pulllng suspense. All tho good
times, tho Bweotly companionable
times, sho and .Lanny had had to
gether; all his flashcB or courtship,
hla outburst In their last Interview In
the nrbor, when she had told him that
It alio found that she wanted to come
to him she would como In a flame
passed In review under tho hnrd light
of her petty Ironies nnd sarcasms,
which had tho false ring ot coquetry
to her now, genuine aa they had been
at -tho time. Through her varying
moods sho had really loved him, nnd
tho thing that hnd slumbored In her
becamo tho drier ruel for tho flame
perhaps too lato.
Without him whnt then? It seemed
that tho fatality that had let him es
cape miraculously from the aeroplane
nccldent, made him chief or staff, and
brcrtight him victory, might well
chooso to ring down tho curtain of
destiny for him lu the chargo that
drove tho last foot of the Invader off
tho soil or tho Browns. ... A voice
was calling. . . . Sho heard It haz
ily, with a sudden nccess of giddy
fear, beforo it becamo a cheerful, clar
ion cry thnt seemed to bo repeating
a messago that had already been spo
ken without her understanding It.
"He's sare, safe, safe, Miss Galland'
Ho was not hit! He Is on his way
back and ought to bo hero very soon!"
Sho heard herself saying "Thank
you!" But that was not ror some time.
Tho aide was ulrondy gono. Ho had
had his thanks in the effect or tho
news, which mado him think that u
chler or staff should not receive con
gratulations for victory alono.
Lnnny would return through the
garden. Sho remained leaning against
tho wagon body, still faint from hap
piness, waiting for him Sho was
drawing deeper and longer broaths
that wero velvety with tho glow of
sunshine. A flnme, the llnmo that
Lanny had desired, of many gentlo yet
pnsslonnto tongues, leaping hither nnd
thither in glad freedom, wns In pos
session of hor being. When his figure
appeared out of the darkness tho
flamo swept her to hor feot nnd to
wnrd him. Though ho mlght reject
her ho should know thnt Bho' loved
htm; this glad thing, after all tho
ahnmo alio had endured, Bhe could
confess triumphantly, f
But she stopped short under tho
whip of conscience Whoro was her
courago? Where hor aonso of duty?
Whnt right had sho, who had, -played
such a horrible part, to think of self?
Thero wero other sweothearts with
lovera allvo who might bo dead on tho
morrow If wnr continued. Tho flame
sank to a llvo coal in her secret heart.
Another passion possessed her as she
solzcd Lanstron's hand in both her
own.
"Lanny, listen! Not tho sound of
n shot for tho first tlmo Blnco tlw
war began! Oh, tho blessed alienee!
It's peaco, peaco Isn't It to bo
pcaco?" As thoy nBconded tho stops
sho wns pouring out a flood of bro
ken, foverlsh sentences which per
l1 of no InturruntJan. "Ynu Want
i?r
on fighting today, fcm ywi wont t
morrow, will you! It Isn't I who plead
It's tho women, more women than
there nro men In the army, who wnnt
you to slop nov Can't you hear
them? Can't you see them?"
In the forvor of nppcnl, beforo ahe
rcnllzed his purpose, thoy wero on
tho veranda and at tho door of tho
dining-room, whoro the Brown Btnff
was gathered around tho tnblo.
''I atlll rely on you to help mo, Mar
ta!" ho whispered as ho Btood to ono
side for hor to enter.
CHAPTER XXII.
The Last Shot.
"Miss Gnlland!"
Blinking ns she camo out of tho
dnrkneBB Into tho bright light, with
n lock of hor dow-sprlnkled dark hair
freo and brushing her flushed cheek,
Ainrta saw the division chiefs of tho
BrowtiB, nfter their start when Lan
stron apoke her name, all atand at
tho aalute. looking nt her rnthor than
nt him. Tho reality in the flesh of
tho woman who hnd boon a comrade
In service, sacrificing her sensibilities
for their cause, appealed to them as
a true likeness of tholr conceptions of
her. In their eyes alio might read tho
flneat thing that can pass from man's
to woman's or rrom man's to man's.
These woro tho strong men of her peo
ple who had driven the burglar rrom
her house with tho sword or Justice.
Their tribute had tho atcadfnat loyalty
of soldiers who wero craving to do
anything In the world thnt sho might
asK, whether to go on their knees to
her or to kill dragons for her.
"I may come In?" she nsked.
"Who ir not you la entitled to tho
privilege or tho Btnff council?" ex
claimed tho vice-chief.
Tho others did not propose to let
him do all tho honors. Each mur
mured words of welcome on hla own
account.
"We nro here, thanka to you!"
"And, thunks to you. our flag will
float over the Gray range!"
She must bn tired, wnn thnlr nsrt
thought. Four or flvo of them hurried
to place a chair for her, tho vico-chlof
winning over his rivals, more through
tho exercise of the rlghta of rank than
by nny superior alacrity.
"You ore appointed nctual chief of
Btaff and a field marshal!" said tho
vice-chief to Lanstron. "Tho premier
saya that every honor tho nntlon can
bestow Is yours. Tho capital is mad.
Tho crowds are crying: 'On to tho
Gray capital!' Tomorrow Is to bo a
public holiday and they are calling it
Lanstron Day. Tho thing was bo
sudden that tho apeculatora who de
pressed our securities In the world's
markets have got their due ruin!
And we ought to get an Indemnity
that will pay tho cost of the war."
Seated at ono aide. Mnrta could
watch all that passed, herself unob
served. Sho noted a touch of color
como to Lunstron's cheeks as ho mado
a little shrug of protest.
Then sho Haw their faces grow busi
nesslike and keen, as they gathered
around the table, with Lanatron nt tho
head. They wero oblivious of her
presence, immured In a man's world
of war.
"Your orders wore obeyed. We
havo not passed a single whlto post
yet!" snld tho vice-chief Impatiently
"As tho Grays never expected to tako
tho defensive, tholr fortresses uro In
ferior F2very hour wo wait means
moro time for them to fortiry, more
time to recover rrom their demorali
zation. Our dirigibles having com
mand or tho air wo had a wireless
from one reporting all clear half-way
to tho Gray capital why, wo shall
know their concentrations whllo they
aro Ignorant of ours. It's tho nntlon'3
great opportunity to gain enough
provinces to oven tho balanco or popu
lation with the Grays. With the unre
mitting offensive, blow on blow, using
tho spirit of our men to drive in mass
attacks at the right polntB, tho Gray
range labours !"
Marta scanned the facea or tho stafi
for some sign of dlsaent only to find
nothing but the nrdor of victory catl
ing for moro victory, which reflected
tho feeling or tho coursing crowds In
tho cnpltul. Though Lanny wlshod to
stop the war, ho was only a chip on
the crest or a wave. Public opinion,
which hnd mndo him nn Idol, would
discard him ns soon as ho ceased to bo
a hero lu tho likeness or Its desires.
She saw him nloor aa tho others, in
preoccupation, bent over tho map out
lining tho plan or attack that they
had worked out while awnltlng tholr
chief's return from tho charge. He
wnB taking a papor from his pocket
and looking from ono to nnothor of his
collcngues studiously; nnd alio waa
conacloua of that determination In hla
amllo which alio had first seen when
ho rose from the wreck or hla plane.
"Thla ia rrom Pnrtow: n messago
for you and tho nation!" ho an
nounced, ns ho spread a row thin, type
written pages out on the tablo. "I
was under promlso never to reveal Its
contents unless our nrmy drovo tho
Grays back across tho frontier. Tho
original la in the staff vaults, I have
carried this copy with mo."
At the mention in nn arresting tone
of that name or tho dead chler, to
which tho day'e events had given tho
prestige of ono or tho heroes or old,
thero was gravo attention.
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
A Common Falling,
A couplo of visitors from n rural dis
trict wero in tho strangerri' gallery in
tho houso of commons trying to rec
ognize their member on tho floor. "I
can't dlstjngulsh him," said ono, after
a hopeless visual observation. "Of
courso not," wns tho honest reply.
"Ho enn't even distinguish himself."
Tit-Bits. '
I M TAX Oil
M UK
Untruthful Reports Circulated by
Interested Parties.
Defaming a neighbor at tho expense
of the truth does not help thoso who are
guilty of tho prnctlco, nnd it may ba
said that thoso spreading falso re
ports about Canadian lands, in the
hopo that thoy may secUro customers
for their own, will certainly fall of
thclfr purpose. Falso statements so
maliciously circulated will sooner or
later bo disproved. And, as in the
enso of tho landa of Western Canada,
mo lerumy oi wnicn is now ao won
known to peoploof every state-' In tho
United Statea, trio folly of this work
Bhowa nn exceeding short sighted
nesa on tho part of thoso guilty of the
practice.
Tho present war has given some of
theso peoplo tho opportunity to exer
else their art, but in doing it they are
only arousing the curiosity of those
who read tho statements and a trlQIog
investigation will only reveal their un
truthfulness. A very foolish statement has re
cently appeared In a number of pa
pers, reading in part ns follows:
"It Is bolieved that as a result of the
war tax on land imposed by tho Cana
dian Government a number of former
Dakota farmers who went to the Brit
ish Northwest will bo compelled to re
turn to the United States. Informa
tion has been received that tho tax
will amount to about $500 for each
farm or 160 acres, which In tho case
or many of the former residents of tho
two Dakotas would practically amount
to confiscation."
To show that tho public has doubt
ed, hundreds of inquiries havo been
mado the Government at Ottawa,
Canada, only to bring out the most em
phatic denial. A full-fledged lio of this
kind haa, of courso', only a short life,
and will tell In tho end against those
who forge it nnd spread it, but, as a
Winnipeg paper points out, it is most
complimentary to tho agricultural poa
albllitlcs of Weatern Canada to find
that rival farming propositions need
audacious mendacity of this descrip
tion to help them.
What is tho truth? The Saskatche
wan Government has authorised a lovy
or $10 per quarter section on unculti
vated landa owned by non-rcaldonta.
Tho Alberta Government has Imposed
a Provincial tax or 10 mills on the as
sessed value of all uncultivated lands.
There aro somo special applications of
these taxes, but tho main provisions
aro as above Thoso vacant landa
held by non-residents in Western Can
ada form a gravo problom. They are
making for poor communities, poor
schools nnd poor social and economic
conditions generally. By having them
cultivated the owners as well as the
districts in which they aro located
will benefit alike. It is for this reason
thnt tho Government has recontly
asked tho co-operation of tho non-residents.
Tho high price or grain for
some years to come, and tho general
splendid character of Western Canada
land will make tho question well
worth consideration. Advertisement
All Promised.
Ho Can't you spare mo a kiaa?
Sho You'll havo to nsk Fred; I've
promised them all to him.
A man must Indeed bo mighty buay
when ha hasn't time to stop and watch
a dog fight.
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