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Yard and Factory: The Bridge, Courtenay

Phone 170

INKSTER LUMBER CO.

LUMBER DEALERS
SASH AND DOOR MANUACTURERS

COURTENAY

PLATEAU LUMBER CO. LTD.

ROUGH AND DRESSED
LUMBER MANUFACTURERS

PHONE No. 206 — Cumberland
P. O. BOX 100 — Cumberland

CUMBERLAND

B.C.

B.C.

Bay! I haven't been lonely since you've
seen coming to see me.

“You—you had no children?” I asked
esitantly.

“No. Much as I wanted them, God put
none in my care. It’s sad, isn’t it, to go
Jown the pathway of the setting sun, with-
yut anyone of your own flesh and blood, or
sny—anyone closer than friends.”

Impulsively I put my arms about the thin,
frail shoulders, and my cheek, dripping
with a sympathetic tear, lay against the
soft, smooth cheek that the sting of many
Northern winters had failed to coarsen.

Yet there was nothing I could say to this
little woman who was loved by scores of
friends, but who was sad and lonely because
no one in the world could, by right of birth,
call her Mother. Beauty and time had been
kind to her, but love had been cruel. Better,
perhaps, to be plain of feature, yet have the
security of requited love, than to be the

VICTORY HOTEL

JOHN MELTICH, Proprietor

LICENSED PREMISES

Good Rooms - Reasonable Rates

CUMBERLAND B. C.

“Home was never like this”
_ KING GEORGE HOTEL
A. M. (Bob) AFFLECK, Proprietor

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NEWLY RENOVATED FULLY MODERN
CUMBERLAND, B.C.

WAVERLEY HOTEL

FRELONE AND CONTI, Proprietors
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LICENSED PREMISES

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CUMBERLAND

B. C.

FOURTEENTH EDITION

T. J. Brown Logging
Company

Camphell River and Forbes Landing Rd.

P. O. Box 90

Operating at

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Courtenay, B. C.

essence of loveliness, adored by dozens, but
spurned by the only man who mattered.

Surely fate had been cruel. But she had
met it gallantly, giving back kindness, com-
fort, and pleasure unstinted to the world in
which she found herself. And when she
lies at rest at the end of her earthly trail,
there are many who will say, “I have lived
because she has passed my way.”

A FEW months after the liberation of Paris
a policeman on his rounds in one of the re-

‘mote quarters got the surprise of his life.

Walking in the shadows he suddenly found
himself face to face with a German soldier
in full. uniform, heavily armed! One look

at the German’s drawn emaciated face,
however, was sufficient to reassure him that
here was no bellicose intent.

The Boche explained that for nearly eight
weeks after the entry of the Allies he had
lived hidden in a deserted cellar, only
emerging at night to search the dustbins for
odds and ends of food, while waiting for the
“victorious return” of his comrades. Fam-
ished and exhausted, he became too dis’
couraged to wait any longer, and was on his
way to the nearest police station to give
himself up.

There were other pleasure palaces in Dawson besides the Floradora. The Savoy was a combination

of gambling house, saloon, and dance hall,

luxuriously with red damask curtains.

with a theatre stage and two tiers of boxes, hung
Here, on a gala night, the crowds of pleasure seekers were

hilarious, extravagant, and eager for diversion

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