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Wide WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 20 TORY BOGIES You have got it straight what reciprocity will do for you and your personal interests; what it will do to cheapen living; Rupert industries, and make labor what it will do to build up Prince in demand at higher rates. Don’t be scared off by any Tory bogies. Vote straight for Ross and reciprocity. It might be worth while to catalogue some of the Tory bogies that Clements has been trying to scare you with, so as to have them for handy reference. Bogey No. 1.—Reciprocity will mean ruin to Canadian prosperity, home markets and farm industry, and make the tie with the Mother- sland till more imperceptible. That is a peculiarly comprehensive bogey, disposing of a quartette’of subjects at one fell swoop. In some senses it is the dreadfulest bogey of Bogey No. 2.—Reciprocity is ‘Pacific into two streaks of rust instead of lines of steel. awful specter by itself, and enough become of Prince Rupert then? It all, and that is saying much. going to turn the Grand Trunk This is an to chase sleep away. What would would please Clements, of course, because he has always been a knocker of Prince Rupert in behalf of “my beloved Vancouver.” Bogey No. 3.-—-Reciprocity is going to destroy Mortreal’s export shipping trade, close the factories of Ontario, wipe the twin cities at the head of Lake Superior off the face of the map, and make Winnipeg a backyard suburb of St. Paul. The exact kind of dire results that will surely overtake the halibut fisheries of Prince Rupert, Vancouver, and Victoria await the prophecy of Tory orators. But Clements has nothing but good to prophecy for his beloved Vancouver. Bogey No. 4.—Reciprocity is going to undo the Empire work of the Victorian and Edwardian eras and throw us back to the pre- Corn Law days. This again is a uttered is accompanied by moving fact that it belongs to one party whi fine line of hobgoblin, and when references to the flag and to the ch is responsible for its safety. Bogey No. 5.—'‘‘Any trade at all with the United States is dan- gerous,"’ by a frightened man by the name of Dick McBride, down Victoria way. Isn't that delicious, if a bogey may be so described, and what a lively time this funny politician must have in dodging in his own life and practice ‘‘trading or trucking at all with the United States!’ Bogey No. 6.—Canada's nationhood and independence are going to be sacrificed. Now isn’t that dreadful, too! or ‘‘Maple Leaf Forever.” They Dominion Days—no more nothing. wows! ! Everlasting smash! ! ! These bogies comprise the who! They are the whole lock, stock and form. Do they scare you real bad No more ‘‘O Canada” will be gone forever. No more Eternal eclipse! Frightful bow- 4 ; e stock in trade of the Tory party. | barrel of the Tory campaign plat-| ? It is to laugh. Common sense will walk with you to the ballot box tomorrow and see that you vote straight for Ross and reciprocity. THE MARKET IS READY The United States market is ready and all that Canadians have to do is ta pass the reciprocity agreement, walk in and take advantage of it. a year or so, or any time, Canada its tariff and conditions are change If the market conditions arre not satisfactory after a trial of has merely to make a change in d. And the question is whether or not we shall walk in ard take advantage of this great market. It toalltoacceptit. If we reject it, we for many years to come. The United States has given rapidly becoming an importing na food supply. for its market in other places. Do will be of the greatest advartage shall not have another opportunity us this opportunity because it is tion, and it is anxious ebout its If it does not make arrangements with us, it will look we want these advantages? WHY THEY WANT RECIPROCITY Is it because the politicians of the United States have entered into a conspiracy with the Govern- ment of Canada to compass an- nexation that the United States offers to let Canadian wheat, barley, butter, cream, milk, cheese, cattle, sheep, hogs, vegetables, friut,and many other food products into that country duty free? What started the cry in the United States for reciprocity? It was the high cost of living, and the fact that the meat trade ard the canning business and the sup- ply of prepared foodstuffs generally had fallen into the hands of rings and trusts. Here is an illustration from a Cleveland paper of the way in which food taxation was hammered in the United States -$¥ the elections of last Novem- “When ma has the Sunday dinner ready and rings the good old am bel, tariff-taxed 45 cent, ry ‘tribe’ hustles i the Mabdanies. . . seated on chairs, taxed 35 per cent, facing a table, also taxed 35 per cent, before the last dong has faded away. “Then grasping a knife and taxed only 1 3-4 cents and an additional 30 per cent if it is just ordinary linen, and reminding Wil- lie not to place his dripping spoon, taxed not less than 40 per cent, on the clean table cloth, taxed not to exceed 9 cents a square yard, with an additional 30 per cent, you start in. ‘Ma brings ‘in the roast beef, taxed 1-1-2 cents a pound, or maybe it's chicken, taxed 5 cents a pound, in a nice large platter, taxed 45 per cent, which, by the way, is the Payne-Aldrich tax on all the dishes on the table. “Ma thinks Willie and Lucy should not drink coffee, so into their 55 per cent tariff-taxed cups she pours some checolate, tariff- taxed 2 1-2 cents a pound, and “You and Willie and Lucy are ae some cream which is also taxed 5 cents a gallon in the tariff bill because two -or. three monster dairy concern§ ia the United States needed protection against the pau- per cows of Canada. “Maybe ma ard you will take buttermilk, and there’s a_ tariff on that, too—2 cents a gallon, “Then the real business of the hour begins in earnest. “Scattered in temptirg displey over the laden table, your roving eye finds bread, taxed 26 per cent, through the flour in it; butter, texed 6 cents a pound; beets, 25 per cent, beans, 2 1-2 cents a pound; pickles and sauce, 40 per cent; cabbage, 2 cents a head; honey, 20 per cent; potatoes, 25 cents a bushel; onions, 40 per cent, and cranberries, 25 per cent. “Between bites Willie tries to decide whether to take a double helping of the rice pudding, tariff- taxed 2 cents a pound for the rice; sugar, taxed 1 9-10 cents a pound, and raisins, 2 1-2 cents a pound, or one helping of the pudding and a piece of peach cobbier—peaches tariff-taxed 25 per cent. “When hunger is finally ap- peased time can be taken, while chewing the toothpick, taxed 2 cents per 1,000 and an added 15 per cent on their wholesale value, to gaze at the flowers, taxed 25 per cent, which ma bought at the corner florist's, to make this Sun- day dinner a little different from the weekday affairs. “While Willie and Lucy are eafmly munching their candy, taxed all the wey up to 50 per cent, Pa makes for his briar pipe, taxed 35 per and fills it with scrap tobacco, taxed 55 cents cent, a pound, and ma cleans up the table. “Oh, yes; go back the beginning of this Sunday dinner, the blessing that Pa asked on the tariff-taxed food was not taxed in the Payne-Aldrich bill.” That article shows why Uncle Sam is row offering to throw off the duties on Canadian foodstuffs, but Mr. Clements high tariffs to raise the cost of focd. to to wants The are reciprocity have no argument other than annexation. That argument is a sad reflection on the quality of Canadian citizenship. men who opposing Will Not Buy Launch Ald. the to Douglas reported | fork, both tariff-taxed 40 per cent, |g you carefully gather the napkin,|g council last night that the com- mittee to which was _ recfereerd the question of purchasing a launch io tow the sniff yacht Out to sea, couple of trips a week would b« sufficient for the present, and that for this amount of work it would be cheaper for the city to hire a launeh. The report was adopted. If the farmers are to be benefited all sections of the community will be benefited, because agriculture the prosperity.—Sir Wilfrid Laurier. EpEu4nerEE es ee 2 is foundation of Canada's 6900000000 00000 TURN THEM OUT All over the Comox- Atlin district the pro- vincia! authorities are swearing in special ceon- stables at act at the polling booths on elec- tion day. This action eoooooooococe eooceoeeoeceoooo eo ooo OOO is illegal and uncalled for. It may be an at- tempt at intimidation or an effort to get party workers at the expense of the people of the province. The Dominion Elec- tions Act, Clause 137, says that only candi- dates, their agents, the deputy returning offi- cer, and, the poll clerk, ‘and no others," are to be allowed in the polling booths. All deputy returning officers in fulfilment of their duty must turn out any provincial con- stables who attempt to force their way into the polling booths. had figured it out that ebout a} td et I sa (AUTHOR OF GOLD, Tt Was & “one man's show,” to Jim's mind, when he did enter that dainty room in which Mrs. Rolt had gathered round her all her treasures, @ room almost startlingly in contrast to the rest of the house, and its surround- fags; one of those rooms which speak 80 plainly of that past which many up country péople have left behind them. It was not only the photographs, framed and otherwise, with which the room was littered, which called to you, nor the two or three exquisite land- scapes ,of Old Country scenery; not even the little cabinet with its collec tion of miniatures, Rolts and Vernons, bewigged and uniformed, or patched and powdered, after the various fash- ions of their sex and of the days in which they had lived; not these, nor even the great bowls of flowers which it was Mary Rolt’s labor of love to raise with infinite trouble in her greenhouse in spite of the elements: rather was it the pervading atmos- phere of the room, the visible expres- sion of a loyal loving heart which, whilst it would tolerate no word ainst the new house, sweetened all hings with its memories of the old. It has been the work of such women as Mrs. Rolt to keep alive the spirit of England on the wildest and most rag- ged edges of the earth, and it may even be that for those who love the England of their childhood, they would find more of it in such distant colonial homes than they would to-day within the sound of Bow Bells. Conditions change, but memory is faithful. When he entered it, that room was almost too full of English memories for poor Jim Combe. The women were tired, and a little rift had appear- ed within the lute which had tempor- arily marred the harmony of their friendship, and Anstruther, seeing this, was busy charming them back to their most sweet natural selves. Unasked and without any preface, he had seated himself down to the piano, and sometimes playing, some: times singing softly to himself, he led them from gay to grave, from Sullivan to Beethoven, from “Little Yum-Yum” to “Douglas, tender and true,” but never once away from that holy of holies, which the English call Home. And as he piayed or sang, he talked to his lady, not in the foolish modern phrases, but in the music of the mas- ters, and the words of love’s great poets, until Jim, hating him the more, the more he recognized his mastery, felt hope fading very far away. “What a fool I have been,” thought Jim. “I see it all now. Doves do not mate with hawks, and what possible use is my brute strength and wood- craft against this man’s magic.” Such skill as Jim had might have made a ranch wife happy, might light- en the labors of a working woman; but the dainty thing upon whom he had set his heart was never meant for the stress of hard Hyving. The voice of her own world was call- ing to her, and of course she would go back to it, and he could not blame her; but how he hated the other fellow. “Thank you, Mr. Anstruther,” said Mrs. Rolt, at last, as he paused for a moment. “You have been to use what David was to Saul, I think. But we must not make you do al! the work. Won't you give us one song, Jim? Sing “Somebody's a-callin’.”, Mr. An- struther has carried us all off to Eng- land, I think, and I want somebody to call me home again.” Her hand was lying on the little Japanese table by the side of her chair, and in the firelight the Boss's great fist closed over it. He appreciated his mate’s loyalty to himself and his chosen profession. | Before the advent of Mr. Anstruther, Jim had whiled away many a long evening for the ranch folk with his meliow baritone, untrained it is true, but full and sweet as a thrush’s voice, so thet he could hardly refuse Mrs. Rolt’s request, “The herds are gathered in from plain and hill. Who's that a-callin’? The ova are sleeping and the ranch is Who's that a-callin’ so sweet?” he sang, and the old days came back to him. In spite of herself Kitty's face softened, and beneath her closed lids she saw pictures in which the stranger had no part. “Yes, that is pretty,” said Anstru- ther critically, when the song had come to a close, “especially the air and that one verse, but the rest of it is a bit weak, isn't? It seems to me that fellows don’t think the words matter nowadays.” * “specially in your favorite comic operas, ‘There is not much poetry about the ‘Colonel on his little tin gee- gee,’ or your ‘Singularly deep young man,’ is there?” asked Mrs, Rolt. “I did not think that people went to the comic operas for poetry?” “Those seem to be about the only things they do go to.” “Perhaps, and yet you know we have some songs in the Old Country which hardly need the music to make them beautiful.” “Old songs?” “Yes, and modern songs, too, Ie there no dignity in this?” and rising, he went again to the plano and sang Pollock’s noble song, in which a mod- ern has for once caught the chivalrous spirit of the past. “It is not mine to sing the stately The great soul beaming in my ace, Bo! mine it 1s to follow in her train, race, ady's o her behests in pleasure or in pain, urn at her altar love's sweet frank- Incense And worship her with distant rever- ence.” Nature had been kind to Frank An- struther. There was no startling beauty in his face, but he had in an altogether uncommon degree that highly-bred grace, without which no man should dare to sing those courtly words. When his song closed, even Mrs. Rolt could noi help admitting, “Yes, that is best.” Whatever Kitty thought, it was left unsaid, but there was no reassurance for Jim Combe in the cold bow with which she bade him good-night. _ It was “another victory for the Old Country.” ' CHAPTER VII, The Storm Kitty sailed out of the ranch draw- ing-room with her head in the air, Only to Frank Anstruther she unbent in the sweetest of smiles, She came down next morning white-faced, the sparkle of her dimmed, and all the ° ° ° ° ° ° ° © ° ° ° ° °o ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° °o °o o ° o co ° °o o ° o ° ° self-confidence gone; her spirit only Teturping when Anstruther made an A TENDERFOOT’S WOOING By Clive Phillips Wolley GOLD IN CARIBOO, ETC.) Pte ar secre aren sym seas messes rarer — effort to cheer her. Then the Tithe vixen turned upon him and made him wish himself a thousand times one of Dick Rolt’s avenging posse. _ There had been tears in the night; tears, confession and penitence, and between the two women there was peace again, but there was no peace for Anstruther. With Jim before her, Kitty had been a small angel to his rival, but Jim had gone at early dawn; there were no longer and loud men's voices about the corrals. The quiet of the place invited meditation, and the more Kitty meditated the less she could find to justify her attitude to Jim Combe, and the less she saw to admire in the man she had induced to flay behind. Indeed all her own small sins took a bodily form, and called themselves Frank Anstruther. As he smoked his last cigarette vefors turn- ing in, that gentleman had come to a decision. He was quite sure then that the only woman fit to succeed his mother at Bilbury Park was the girl he had been singing to, and he had decided that he would put his fortunes to the test before he was a day older. Kitty would not say “no” to him, of that he felt sure, She was not one of those women who would willingly spend all their lives in an humdrum Canadian ranch. But though he suffered without pro- test, as a man must, by midday Frank found himself wondering whether after all a world without women would be so utterly unendurable. As for Mrs. Rolt, she had privately vowed that her favorite should have a fair chance, and that to prevent poach- ing in his absence, she would haunt the two young people like their shadow until Jim's return. No self-constituted duenna ever found her duties less exacting than did Mrs. Rolt; no pair of reputed lovers less anxious to be alone than Kitty and Frank. Indeed, to such a pitch of misery was that unfortunate young man reduced before evening, that Mrs. Rolt found herself trying to make some amends to him for the girl’s perverse temper. In her heart she began to hate “voung people.” Without them there had been peace at the ranch, whereas now it was almost as bad us being in love again herself. But this thought brought a smile io her sweet face. There had never been any rival in her case to big Dick Rolt. She scarcely thought the man existed who could have been. The night after Jim's departure there was no music at the ranch, and the music next morning was neither of man’s making nor to his liking. For days past the great red “Hersfords” had been crowding in closer and closer round the corrals, and for five days the clouds had grown more and more murky overhead, whilst a bitter wind kept whining uneasily amongst the sage brush and the willows. Perhaps the absence of the men really account- ed for the gloom which seemed closing round the ranch, and yet there seemed more than mere loneliness in the de- pression which took hold on those who had been left behind. The last golden leaf had fallen from the cottonwoods along the creek bot- toms, and now and again dry balls of sage brush would race and bound e@long upon the uplands, driven by un- seen wind devils, or the trees in the recently burnt patch of pine timber just beyond the corrals would for min- utes break out with a great groaning and grinding of limbs. But these things only occurred by fits and starts, The strangeness of them was due only to the fact. that there seemed to be nu storm to account for them. Such winds as there were, were purely local and short lived until the Wednesday morning. Then the dawn broke in weird fash- jon, with such devilish storm lights, such unearthly and terrifying shadows as are only seen on the sea or the rairies, and the first act of winter be- an. In half an hour every loose thing about the ranch had been blown from its position. A wagon which the In- dians had left out was lifted right over fand lay bottom upwards in the yard. ' Fences which the biggest of the bulls ad respected, were laid flat as if they had been but card houses. The little creek which a week be ore had threatened to run dry, be came a swollen torrent. Pieces of board and tin cans whirled along in he wind, battered and rattled against he walls, whilst the old house itself robbed and hummed like an organ, nd from time to itme an earth-shaking report announced the downfall fo some reat Douglas pine in the slashing. hilst the storm lasted there was no bun. The racing clouds bloted him out, go that a vague dull light prevailed, puch as might have existed when the Spirit moved on the face of the waters, The three in the house cowered at ithe windows, and watched the deso- ate scene with that feeling half of pleasure, half of awe, which is natura) to human beings safely entrenched in la cosy, storm-proof house when storms rage without, until a miserable looking object with lowered head and stream. ing hide came trembling past the win \dows towards the barn. ; “Oh, my poor little Mawitch. Mary, look. There is my fawn. Those idio tic Indians must have let it out.” “Well, she can go into the barn if she wants to, I think she is going.” But the fawn, like other only half- civilized things, had lost its wild wits, before it had acquired the sense of the domestic beast, and now stood shiver- ing in the very eye of the wind, look- ing for som¢; human being to take care of it, instead of taking care of itself. “Mary, J must let it in, poor, miser- able beastie. Do you mind, dear?” “No, of course not; though I don’t suppose that it will come in. Try if you can tempt it, Mr, Anstruther.” With 2 piece of bread in his hand to entice the fawn Anstruther went to the main door, glad to do anything to win a smile from his offended lady, brt the very elements warre) against the unfuriunate lover that dey, As s00n a8 the latch gave under his hand the great door burst inwards with such @ noise that the fawn fled, whilst An- struther himself was sent reeling be- fore the blasi, and pictures, stick racks, and bear hides clattered and careersd along the floor, As usual tn this confounded country he had made a mess of it. No one but a fool, he reflected, would have tried to open a door on the weather side of the house, when it would have been much easier to have brought the deer round to the lea side, but it waa too late to think of tbat now. He had to bring that beast in. He simply darea not face those two women without it, so, with a glance at the damage he had done, he plunged recklessly into the storm bareheaded, dragging the great door to behind him, It required all Anstruther’s strength to shut the door, and for a moment he had to cling to the handle of it for sup- port before he could make good his footing against the wind. Like most newly-arrived Englishmen he was still particular about his attire, but in less time than it takes to write it, the glory of his boiled shirt and smari collar had gone, his riding breeches, built wide in the latest fashion, were clinging to him like the skin of a fish, his long coat- tails were performing like a giddy wind-mill, and his whole appearance was such as to justify his belief that the ladies at the window were con- vulsed with laughter. As he crossed the paddock it occurred to him that Mrs, Rolt was signalling to him to come back, but he was uncertain, and in any case he did not mean to go back without that infernal little beast which tempted him yard by yard across the corrals, and towards the patch of shrieking and groaning timber. Surely, he thought, the ladies were signalling to him, but he could not un- derstand what they meant. They were calling, but the window was closed, which fn itself would have been enough to drown their voices, without the deafening din all around him. (TO BE CONTINUED) —_—_-o—___ BOUNDARY WORK BEYOND RUPERT First Rough Division Line Be- tween Alaska and Canada Laid Out for Entire Length. Dawson, Sept. 19.—The advance party of the international boundary survey expedition has reached the Arctic coast, completing all helio- scope work between Aleska and Canada. The members did expect to finish this part of the work until late next season. not Next season's work will be great- ly reduced from what was pre- viously calculated. It is believed that there will not reed for estimated force. be more than haif the Such a quantity of supplies has been landed already at the dis- tributing center on the Porcupine that jittke mi will be needed nest year. Dr. Cairres, river very re the Canadian geologist, who is attached to the party, has arrived here with advices. Others are expecied here soon on their way for the winter. out Conservative Policy (Celgary Herald, Jan. 21, 1909) The reciprocity treaty proposed by the present Liberal government in its careful’ regard for the in- tegrity of Canadian industry with- in fair limits is a vindication of the wisdom of the national policy inaugurated by Sir John A. Macdoneld that believed it wise to cont mplate a reasonabie reciprocity. YUKON RIVER TRAFFIC STOPS Last Steamer of Year from Dawson to Fairbanks Sails September 25. Dawson, Sept. 20.—The last steamer of the year from Dawson for Fairbanks will sail September 25. The last steamer from Fair benks for Dawson this season possibly will leave there by Sep- tember 21, So far ideal summer weather has prevailed, but the fall is so late edvaneed that 2 sharp drop of the temperature within two weeks may pul a stop to navigation in the lower river. However, the river is sometimes open to the middle of October. : The last boats for White Horse leave October 10. The last down from White Horse likely to leave about that time. Thirty-five hundred of fall freight for Dawson is now starting from Vancouver and Seattle. The White Pass company is increasing its river fleet to handle the business The usual fall exodus from Fair- banks erd Iditarod to Dawson via the Upper Yukon is now well under way. Thousands of Yu- koners and Alaskans will pour into Seattle with hundreds of thousands of gold in the next six weeks, Dewson will from probably boat also is tors A man named O, H. Hell asked a New York court to change his name, Probably he was tired of hearing people repeat his name. Vote for Duncan Ross and a bigger market basket, mrt PACIFIC, Le ay Canadian Paci . . . B.C. Coast ice pe Railway 1 i r eS Princess M Monday, September sery ay 28th, at § Vietoria, Vaneouvs » at 9 am J. G. McNab : ( seneral Agent See Aa Double Weekly Service S.S. Prince Rupert, §.s, p rince George For Vancouver Victoria AND Seattle Mondays and Fridays, 8 a.m, as. Prince John suils { Port son, Naas River, nesdays, 1 p.m.; and for M Naden Herbor Ti ve } For Skidegate, Rose Harbor ‘ete. 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