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THE
YELLOW
BRIAR

A Story of the Irish on the
Canadian Countryside

By PATRICK SLATER

By arrangement with Thomas
Allen, Publisher, Toronto.

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- the colony,

CHAPTER VIII.—Continued

“Cross your heart, Paddy, are
there faeries?” the child asked me.

‘J’ll not be denying them,” I told
her, “or the little people might let
me fall down and hurt myself.”

“Why, Betty,” I went on earnestly,
“the world wouldn't get “along at all
without the faeries. It’s the faeries
that keep the little birds and bees
from getting lost. “It’s a faery that
teaches a little calf to bunt and wag
its tail in order to get the milk.
Come down with me,” said I, “and
Ill show you the faeries at their
work.”

As we entered the stable door,
the swallows were skimming in and
out from their clay nest stuck on the
ceiling beams.

“Just look at that,” said I, “it’s
Trish faeries that taught the birds to
build their neat clay cabins up where
everything is safe and dry.”

“Oh,” Betty questioned,
swallows always did that?”

“Oh no!” I told her, “they couldn't
do that till the Irish came into the
country and built the stables for
them. And, of course,” I proceeded,
“the faeries we brought with us
from Ireland knew all about mud
cabins and such like... .”

The old sow, Sally, had\farrowed
that morning, and I had just left her
sprawled contentedly on her flank,
with a mass of squirming black suck-
lings pulling at her dugs.

“Just look, Betty, at the faeries
teaching the little pigs how to get
their bellies full of milk,’ I told the
child. _

“Oh! Dod, how many are there?”
she exclaimed, as she hoisted herself

“but the

“Twelve,” said I, “and a runt.
And each one knows off-hand his
own proper drinking ‘place, and
watch him fight for it. Now that,”
said I, “must be the work of the
faeries.” ~

“Why, Betty,” said I, “you wouldn’t
be denying your own little faery?
She comes to you when you are all
alone, and tells you you are bad
little girl, and makes you feel sorry.”

“Well,” Betty confided to me, “T
never right heard her talking, Paddy,
but I do feel her whispering to
me,).. €€.) ;

“There you are,” said I, “your own

seen, but she’s round with you all
the time, is your little Colleen Rue.
Just leave old Sarah Duncan to mind
babies,” I told her, “and come to
Paddy Slater for reliable information
about the little people.’

Time flew by like a bird on the
wing. In the spring of 1850, Bob
O'New Pitsligo came to the Marshall
farm in Mono; and he stole away
from me the heart of young Charlie
Marshall. Two seemed company for
them—but three a crowd. Bob was
a black collie with tan markings,
and the white collar on his neck stood
out like the ruff on Queen Elizabeth

in the old history book. He was a
collie pup of high degree, with but
one year to his credit; but, as for
seeing the world, the young dog
could do some stout boasting. The
best blood of Scotland, ye ken, flowed
in his veins. James Duffus had
brought the young dog out with him
that spring from New Pitsligo, in
Aberdeenshire; but the Scotsman
tired quickly of farm conditions in
and, on returning to
Scotland that fall, Duffus had given

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the dog and the boy to one another
because of the warm attachment that
had grown up between them. It was
a fast friendship that lasted till death
parted them. The two were chums
who knew no quarrelling; there was
never anything between them to for-
give or forget. Of course, ghe normal
lifetime of a dog is but a brief space.
He reaches maturity at eighteen
months; at which time he has got
his learning and his habits are
formed; and the infirmities of old age
creep upon him after the tenth year.

I say little as to what has come
out of Aberdeenshire; because I find
the Highland Scots well able to blow
their own horns. Even their oats,
they'll tell you, have more heft and
are more nutritious than the chaff-
like things we grow hereabouts. Yet
it is a thing out of the ordinary, I'll
admit, that the best beef cattle in
the world, the Shorthorn and the
Angus, were bred up to perfection in
a rough shire that can also boast
good dogs and many bonnie women.
“Facts are chields that winna ding
and 'durna be disputed.”

The Scotch collie was the dog of
the Highland shepherd; and a pure,
honest celt was he. For centuries,
his forebears held a gentle dominion
over the timid, black-faced sheep in
the North. Life in the open, during
the nights of a thousand years be-
side the plaid, gave him a fine silken
undercoat of thick fur. On his na-
tive heath, he knew one master only;
and the very life of the dog hung on
serving in an acceptable way the
great, inscrutable, hairy-legged crea-
ture who was helples¢ and forlorn
without him. Even on the Lord’s
Day, the Scotch collie took his shep-
herd to church; and he had the de-
cency to put off private affairs and
dog fighting until the psalms were
sung and the benediction said. Cen-
turies of such intimate, personal,
working contact with dour shepherds,
in a great quiet world of flocks and
winds, subjected the young of the
collie breed to a slow, stern process
of selection under which the witless
and the wayward died on the lonely
heath, and did not live long enough
to reproduce their kind. If a collie
bitch let her love fancy wander to
another type, it was a pitiless world
that faced her mongrel brood.

‘And the body of the Scotch collie, |
and his mind also, are the result of
centuries of training. In eastern
lands, the sheep follow the shepherd's
rod and staff; on the Scottish High-
lands, great flocks roamed leisurely
over rough, broken pasturelands; and
it was the lonely shepherd’s dog who
guarded them as they lay in green
pastures, and led them beside the
still waters. .

Bob’s body was built to answer
the needs of such a life of service.
His ears were small and erect, save
at the tips. With body long and thin
flanked, and legs strong and muscu-
lar, the shepherd’s dog was fleet on
his way, and swift as a flash of light.
His small, keen, sharp eyes, set
slightly oblique on a long pointed
skull, followed his master's signals
from afar. ;

One would have to renew within
himself the heart of his childhood to
realize the thrill it gave Charlie
Marshall, a quiet-spoken, barefoot
boy of ten, to have as his first, and
as his special and very own posses-
sion, a big, fun-loving, brown-eyed
dog like Bob. There was a riot in
their play; and a noisy climax to
the tricks they put over on one
another. While the ‘pup pretended
to be keen on a bone or busy about
affairs of his own, Charlie would
make speedy tracks to the barn; and
shinning up the ladder, slip through
an opening in the loft and down a
rope to find a hiding place behind
some stump or boulder. Off Bob
would then dart, his face. beaming
with excitement, to work out the
problem of the broken trail, and with
a joyous bound to spring upon the
fugitive, pulling at the boy's pants
and poking a long, wet snout into
his lugs. A trail broken by wading
up the creek was a smart trick; but
Bob solved it. It strikes me that
what a dog once learns he never for-
gets.

Charlie and his dog proved a useful
pair about the Marshall farm. It had
been the boy’s job to bring the milk
cows home; and, in some seasons,
that had been quite a task for the
little lad; because the cows wandered
far to find-green pickings in shelter-
ed, hidden places. But Bob now went
with him, which made it a simple
and pleasant matter.

One Saturday afternoon, Charlie
slipped off a beam in the barn, and
his ankle was badly sprained in the
fall. This caused a delay in the cow-
bringing job; but not to leave things
in a lurch like that, the dog quietly
went back to the bush and brought
the cows up on his own account. I
do not, of course, ask you to infer
that the dog was doing any think-
ing; he may have been an automaton
guided by some blind instinct. But
an interesting point is that Bob did
not bring up all the cattle. He did

not bother his head with Buck and
Bright, nor the other young stock,

No! Bob just brought up the cows
that required milking. And after
that the collie made a practice of
going for the cows himself; and night
and morning, and right on the clock,
the string of sedate matrons wound
slowly into the stable yard. And the
dog made it a friendly, leisurely busi-
ness, As you know, a milch cow's
nerves should be calm and restful at
the milking time, because she actu-
ally makes the milk while one ex-
presses it from her. Unless she is
in a mild, patient and benevolent

}humor, her milk glands

| stingy with their secretions. Bob
saw to it that there was no dogging
of the Marshall cows.

One morning, Bob brought up an
excited roan heifer to the milking
yard.

Marshall smiled.

“So, Bobbie, you think Flossie’ll be
needing the milking too. If you'll
| help me, we'll just slip her into the
| stable, and after she gets a bit more
| impatient, we'll follow her down and
| find her calf.

It was a highly excited heifer that
was let out, after what seemed a long
wait, to run bawling down the lane
toward the bush where her treasure
lay hidden. But it soon became ap-
parent to Marshall that the young
mother had no notion of leading the
two brutes to the hiding place of her
precious, little, saucer-eyed calf. She
was on to their tricks; and time was
not the essence so fan as she was
concerned. No! let that wicked man
run his legs off chasing a loving
mother over fallen trees in accessible
gulleys!

And a pale-faced human makes a
poor first of finding anything in un-
broken timber lands. He has only
his ears and eyes to guide his quest.
And a young cow, who has gone
wild at ¢alving time, hides a calf
that crouches mute and still as a
granite boulder until hands actually
laid on its body prove that the game
is up.

(To Be Continued)

The Ship-News

Not As Exciting As It Was Before
Radio Was Used

One day in a recent week, thirty-
nine p -ships were a
to arrjve in New York's harbor.

From the Barge Office, two cut-
ters were readied to take the press-
writers and photographers down
seven miles of bay to meet the pretty
girls and famous personalities on the
more important incoming liners.

The Ship-News Reporters’ Associa-
tion office in the Barge Building at
the Battery became a riot of jangling
telephones from newspaper city edi-
tors who wanted to know where the
ships, incoming celebrities and their
reporters might be in all the confu-
sion.

Heading the delegation was T.
Walter (“Skipper”) Williams, of the
New York Times, dean of Gotham’s
water-front corps of reporters, A
native of England, now in his six-
ties, “Skipper” has finished his 32nd
year of active service. He says he's
seen them all come and go, but that
covering ships isn’t what it used to
be.

“The personal touch is gone,” he
laments.

Once upon a time, tugboats would
put out from the New Jersey coast.
They would approach incoming ves-
sels and have dispatches thrown
down. These, in turn, would be tele-
graphed from the Jersey coast.

“But with the radio, newsreels and
cables—the news is old before we
even get to it,” Williams said. “The
real old-time ship-news reporting
went out when Marconi came in.”

The “Skipper’ plunged into work
as soon as he returned from (his
104th crossing) the Coronation and
the opening of the Exposition in
Paris. Emphatically he denied the
statement that he disapproved of
Miss Dixie Tighe of the New York
Post, first and only woman ever to
cover ships in New York. He says
he merely is fearful that women will
get hurt clambering up the sides of
ships.

SE ibe a
Determine Age Of Fish

Growth Of Rings On Scales Give
Scientists Clue
Microscopic annuli, or growth
rings, on the scales of striped bass
are providing science with new data
explaining for the first time the mys-
terious movements of fish that have

Gathering

*| puzzled fishermen for generations.

Daniel Merriman, graduate student
in zoology at Yale University, is com-
pleting an extensive study of the
growth rings on bass at the mouth
of the Niantic river in Connecticut,
and has found that the rings corre-
spond to the growth rings of trees.
Studied under a microscope, the an-
nuli reveal the age of the fish, the
rate of growth and whether it goes
south in winter.

A Vienna barber won a contest by
shaving a man in 18 seconds. The
customer should get a medal for
bravery. 2211

d| ceased to be a residence for the

Was Once A Hospital

St. James’s Palace Has Special Place
Among Royal Estates

As the scene of several marriages
and christenings within the Royal
family, St. James's Palace has a
special place among the royal estates
of King George and Queen Elizabeth.

Originally the palace was a hos-
pital “for fourteen maidens that were
leprous” until that acquisitive mon-
arch, Henry VIII, converted the
building into a hunting lodge. From
this time dates the Gatehouse, which
to-day presents the most favorable
aspect of the approach to the Palace.
Most of the children of the ill-fated
Charles I. were born at St. James's,
and it was from there that he walked
across the park to his execution in
Whitehall. William IV. was the last
monarch to make this castle his
principal residence.

The present King’s father and
mother, George V. and Queen Mother
Mary, were married in the Chapel
Royal of St. James’s which still pre-
serves the ceiling attributed to Hol-
bein, a masterpiece of art. George
and Mary were married in this chapel
in 1893.

Queen Victoria was married there
in 1840, and the future German Em-
peror and Empress Frederick
(daughter of Victoria) in 1858.

Few of the historic buildings of the
Empire's capital greet the eye with
more charming effect than does St.
James's Palace. With its octagonal
towers of mellow brick, its mullioned
windows and quaint carvings it takes
the beholder into the times of the
Tudors.

Although St. James's has long
sovereign, the Royal leeves are still
held in it, and within its quiet pre-
cincts reside several members of the
Royal family, Many Canadians will
recall watiing upon the former Prince
of Wales, who for many years had
his quarters at York House, St.
James's.

The State apartments in recent
years have not only been used for
ceremonial occasions such as levees,
but have also served to accommodate
gatherings of Imperial moment like
the India Conference. From the win-
dows of the old presence chamber
the new sovereign is still proclaimed
on his accession. The magnificent
fireplace bears the initials of Henry
VII. and Anne Boleyn.

Mysteries Of Ocean Currents

Buoy Drifts From Arctic Ocean To
The Bay Of Biscay

A buoy cast into the Lapteff Sea
(in the Arctic) by the ice-breaker
Sibiryakoff during her voyage from
Archangel to the Pacific in 1932 has
been picked up in the Bay of Biscay,
near the French coast, and sent to
the All-Union Arctic Institute at
Leningrad. It is estimated that the
buoy must have travelled more than
7,800 miles, and Professor_V. Y.
Wiese is of the opinion that it drifted
from the Lapteff Sea to the Polar
basin north of Franz Josef Land,
then down the East Greenland cur-
rent to the southernmost promontory
of Greenland before reaching the Bay
of Biscay—London Times,

Canadians Eat More Pork

Has Now Supplanted Beef As The
‘ Favorite Meat

Pork is the favorite meat on the
Canadian menu. Figures published
by the Dominion bureau of statistics
on meat and dairy products consump-
tion during 1936 show pork has sup-
planted beef.

Beef and veal consumption fell
from 723,679,000 pounds in 1935 to
655,390,000 in 1936 while pork jump-
ed to 748,005,000 poynds from 678,-
070,000.

More chickens went into pot and
roasting pan, but demand for tur-
keys, geese and ducks fell off.

Butter consumption has increased
steadily in the past four years.

Natives of Tristan da Cunha, a
tiny island of the South Atlantic,
haye never owned tooth brushes, but
84 per cent. of them have perfect
teeth,

“When the Battle. of Trafalgar |
was fought the papers did not give
much space to the first reports,”
says a historian, But Lord Nelson
got a column.

caused it.”

weight at the rate of one pound

pores, and through exercise.

London spends $40,000,000 a year|
on its police force.

eee 52

“Youth OF Canada = [EQRMER ATHLETE

Former McGill University Principal
Has Words Of Praise ALMOST A CRIPPLE
According to Professor A. E. Mor-
versity, Montreal, modern universit; “Pp: ood :
youth of Canada constitute ‘one i Now Right As Rain After a
the very striking assets of Canada,” Taking Kruschen ‘
best examples of those who are go- oe aoe letter from an athlete, %
ing to be the leaders of Canada to- Sse eee eee Te eS
morrow,” said Prof. Morgan, who has
kind of rheumatoid trouble that I
declined to make any comment upon| Could only rise from a chair with
his resignation as principal of McGill. Balny and imicnlty pened ener

gan, former principal of McGill Uni-
“In the universities one sees the i
“My knees were so stiff with a ‘
just returned to Great Britain. He ;
k
growing worse and worse for about

He said he had no definite plans for| two years. It was all the more gall-
the future beyond taking a holiday. | ing because in my young days I had P
“Tf one dared to generalize, one played for two counties at football #

and held my college record for the
100 and 220 yards. Naturally I tried
all sorts of embrocation, but with ab-
solutely no perceptible effect. Then
I decided to try Kruschen Salts, and
to cut a long story short, I am now
as right as rain.”—W.S.T. i

The pains and stiffness of rheuma-
tism are frequently due to deposits
of uric acid in the muscles and joints,
Kruschen helps to stimulate the ex- ay
cretory organs to healthy, regular

would say that the youth of Canada
is less sophisticated and more op-
timistic than the youth of Great Bri-
tain,’ said Prof. Morgan.

“This does not mean that condi-
tions have been easy for him, Em-
phatically, they have not, and the
unemployment of youth has been
very serious. But their spirits do not

seem to have been dampened and one activity, and so enables. them to iN
fails to find evidence of cynicism.” | eliminate this excess acid from the %
Discussing Quebee province, the] system. :

ex-principal of McGill said “the prov-

ince is in some ways the most re- i

actionary part of Canada. At the 1 H :

same time, it is a stronghold of the Little Helps For This Week J
older cultures, both French and Eng- z

One thing have I desired “of tho

Lord, that will I seek after, that I

lish. In that respect it makes a great

contribution to the Dominion as a

whole both as a leavener and a| ™ay dwell in the house of the Lord
forever, to behold the beauty of the
Lord and to inquire in His temple.

steadying influence.”

A Psalm 27:4, “|
Started Him On Career
Thou art the Temple, and though t
Unpleasant Experience Set News- I am lame, :
paper Man’s Feet On Writing Trail Lame from my birth, and shall «

be till I die,

Frank Clifford Smith, 72, whose) yf enter through the Gate called

gently atop a stove, is dead.

He had been on the Montreal Star’s
staff for 40 years, and many a time
in that period he had set young re-
porters to chuckling over his recital
of how he became a writing man. It
happened on the western prairies,
when he was in charge of an isolated
telegraph station.

Indians were about his only com-
panions at the lonely post. One night,
he passed around a bottle of “fire- i
water.” The redskins soon drank it, i 3 |
and asked for more. None forth- Not Particularly Helpful ‘

coming, they sat their host on the
office stove and threatened to light| Man Received No Assistance From
Secretary Of Client |

literary career began when a bunch Beautiful, |
of thirsty Indians dumped him un-| And am alone with Thee, O Thou 4
Most High, é

Consider that all which appears
beautiful outwardly is solely derived
from the invisible spirit which is the
source of that outward beauty. These
are streams from the uncreated
Fountain, drops from the infinite
Ocean of all good. Our hearts should
rejoice at the thought of that eternal
infinite Beauty which is the source
and origin of all created beauty.

the fire unless hg found some.

Persuasive argument got him out] Arriving in New York on a busi- rail
of the predicament, though, and soon| ness trip a gentleman was invited to
after he capitalized on the incident} dine at the house of one of his clients. eee”

to win a $50 prize offered by a Lon-
don periodical in a personal adven-
ture story contest. That set his foot
on the writing trail, and he wrote
plays, novels and short stories from
then on, besides his newspaper work.

He was a native of Kendal, Eng-
land.

He forgot to ask how formal the
meal -was to be, so when he went |
back to his hotel to dress he called j
the client’s office, and finally got }
through to his secretary. “I’m going ;
to dinner at Mr. J—'s house,” he |
said, “and I want to know whether |
to wear a white or a black tie.” :
“That all depends,” she said brightly, 7
“on whether you are going to wear

A very thin man met a very fat |
tails or a dinner jacket.’—The New |
|
4

man in the hotel corridor, “From
the look of you,” said the latter,
“there might have been a famine.”
“Yes,” was the reply, “and from
the look of you, you might have

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y Electri In Swed

Completion of electrification of
602 kilometers of railway lines in
Sweden this year will bring the total
electrified mileage to 3,349 kilo- i
meters, 35 per cent. of all lines be- |
longing to the state railways, carry- |
ing 70 per cent. of the traffic. |

The average human body loses
every eight hours by evaporation of
moisture through the lungs and the

Wheat has been planted on 32,167,-
000 acres in India this year, and good
crop is expected.

The World War added 6,000 new
words to the English language,

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