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TORONTO.  MAY,   NINETEEN-TWENTY 
Copyright,   May,  1920,  in  Canada 


Fairyland  and  Return 


By  Jean  Graham 


A 


TRIP  to  Fairyland  is  not  to  be  considered  a  luxury — 
it  is  an  absolute  necessity  in  these  days  of  much 
distraction.  "But,  do  you  believe  in  fairies?"  asks  an 
incredulous  person,  who  prides  herself  on  being  practical. 
Perhaps  there  are  no  fairies ;  but  there  is  certainly  a  Fairy- 
land, and  it  is  the  finest  health  resort  in  the  world — or,  should 
we  say,  out  of  the  world? 

There  are  tiresome  and  realistic  citizens  who  think  it  is 
dangerous  to  tell  the  Small  Persons  fairy  tales,  and  who 
would  banish  Cinderella  and  Snow  White,  to  say  nothing  of 
the  Prince  and  the  Dwarfs,  leaving  nothing  in  the  world  but 
the  cold  realities  of  taxes  and  by-laws.  In  the  novel  "Hard 
Times,"  by  Charles  Dickens,  there  is  that  terrible  person 
Thomas  Gradgrind,  who  was  provided  "with  a  rule  and  a  pair 
of  scales  and  the  multiplication  table  always  in  his  pocket, 
sir,  ready  to  weigh  and  measure  any  parcel  of  human  nature 
and  tell  you  exactly  what  it  comes  to."  Thomas  Gradgrind's 
policy  crushed  many  a  beautiful  young  fancy  and  withered 
many -a  bright  aspiration,  and  Thomas  was  left,  in  a  bleak  old 
age,  uncheered  by  anything  more  enlivening  than  facts  and 
figures.  So  sad  was  the  fate  of  the  successful  business  man 
who  refused  to  buy  a  ticket  for  Fairyland. 

Who  was  your  earliest  friend  in  that  magic  country? 
Cinderella  was  my  first 
love,  and  the  fairy  and  the 
pumpkin  were  a  delight  for 
many  a  long  year.  Never 
does  the  early  September 
afternoon  come  with  the 
autumn  sunlight  on  the 
pumpkin  patch,  but  this 
Cinderella  story  comes 
back  and  there  seems  to 
be  a  small  form  darting 
about,  to  select  the  proper 
pumpkin  to  be  transformed 
into  a  chariot  fit  for  the 
fairy  ball.  What  a  dull 
world  the  young  person  of 
the  future  would  have  if 
these  modern  Gradgrinds 
had  their  way  and  sent 
Cinderella  and  all  her  sis- 
ters to  the  Never-Never 
Land!  However,  there  is 
little  danger  of  such  an 
•enforced  exile — for  have 
•we  not  Sir  James  Barrie 
and  Miss  Maude  Adams  to 
bring  back  Cinderella  and 
introduce  Peter  Pan  to  a 
weary  world? 

There  are  no  playfellows 
more  delightful  than  the 
immortal  fairies  who  dance 
and  sing  and  weave  their 
spells  through  the  en- 
chanted hours  of  "A  Mid- 
summer Night's  Dream." 
There  they  are,  in  a  joy- 
ous band — Oberon,  Titania, 
Puck,  Peasblossom,  Cob- 
web, Moth  and  Mustard- 
seed — ready  to  amuse  us 
with  their  frolics  and 
soothe  us  with  their  music 
at  our  will.  If  you  are 
tired  of  the  noises  of  every- 
day, listen  to  Oberon  when 
he  sings : 


BROADCAST 


I  played  my  lute  to  the  world,  but  the  world  danced  not  and  went 

on  its  way  unheeding. 
Only  here  and  there  I  saw  a  solitary  dancer,  unnoticed  of  the  rest, 

in  an  obscure  corner. 
And  I  grieved  at  the  world,  for  I  loved  my  music. 
But  when  I  looked    again    and    discovered    who    they    were    that 

danced  to  my  lute,  forsooth  I  sorrowed  no  longer; 
For  they  were  the  children  ofvthe  new  day. 

— Ernest  Crosby. 


"I    know    a   bank    whereon    the   wild   thyme   blows, 
Where   ox-lips   and   the   nodding   violet   grows; 
Quite   over-canopied   with   lush   woodbine, 
With   sweet   musk  roses   and  with   eglantine." 

The  most  gallant  of  them  all  is  Puck  or  Robin  Goodfellow, 
who  gaily  promises  to  "put  a  girdle  round  about  the  earth  in 
forty  minutes,"  and  who  ejaculates  "what  fools  these  mortals 
be!"  over  easily  duped  humanity.  Puck  returns  to  us  again 
and  again,  one  of  his  Twentieth  Century  performances  being 
in  "Puck  of  Pook's  Hill,"  where  Mr.  Kipling  persuades  him 
to  tell  brave  tales  of  England  in  the  making.  But  we  hardly 
recognize  Puck  when  he  frowns  at  the  word  "fairy."  Was 
not  Shakespeare  acting  in  supreme  wisdom  when  he  gave 
us  for  all  time  these  sprites  to  chase  dull  care  away  and  make 
us  glad  for  the  beauty  of  the  earth? 

Daintiest  and  fairest  of  all  the  great  dramatist's  ethereal 
creations  is  Ariel,  who  does  the  bidding  of  the  master  magi- 
cian Prospero,  and  who  is  a  comrade  for  Puck  when  he  gaily 
replies :  "I  drink  the  air  before  me,"  in  response  to  the  final 
command  ere  he  should  attain  his  freedom.  Even  more 
exquisite  than  the  fairy  lyrics  of  "A  Midsummer  Night's 
Dream"  are  Ariel's  songs.  Such  an  outburst  of  summer  glad- 
ness is  hardly  equalled  to-day  as  the  lines : 

"Where     the     bee     sucks,     there 

suck  I; 
In   the   cowslip's   bell  I   lie ; 
There    I   couch   when    owls    do 

cry. 
On  the  bat's  back  I  do  fly 
After    summer    merrily     .     .     ." 

Are  we  not  both  happier 
and  better  for  reading  this 
dream  drama  of  "The  Tem- 
pest" —  and  is  Prospero 
himself  held  in  more  vivid 
remembrance  than  his 
"tricky  sprite"?  The  great- 
est name  in  English  litera- 
ture is  associated  with  the 
Fairyland  of  forest  and  the 
charmed  seas  that  beat 
upon  Prospero's  Island. 

Then  comes  along  a  de- 
scendant of  Thomas  Grad- 
grind, who  asks  in  all 
heaviness:  "But  these  are 
serious  and  even  dreadful 
days  in  which  we  are  liv- 
ing. Isn't  it  a  sinful  waste 
of  time  to  visit  Fairyland 
and  talk  or  write  such 
nonsense  about  Ariel  and 
Puck?"  Go  and  quarrel 
with  Shakespeare,  my 
solemn  friend,  or  with  Mil- 
ton, who  wrote  the  great 
epic  "Paradise  Lost,"  yet 
who  did  not  disdain  to  tell 
us  of  the  fair  Sabrina,  "in 
twisted  braids  of  lilies 
knitting  the  loose  train  of 
thy  amber-dropping  hair." 

It  is  because  these  are 
perilous  and  fateful  days 
that  we  need,  more  than 
ever  before,  the  world  of 
fancy,  the  surpassing  sol- 
ace of  the  imagination, 
that  we  may  not  be 
crushed  beneath  the  bur- 
den of  social  and  political 

(CONTINUED    ON    PAGE    70.) 


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May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


NOTHING  is  more  interesting  in  the  develop- 
ment of  the  national  situation  in  Canada 
to-day  than  her  relation  with  the  United 
States,  and  nothing-  under  several  aspects  is  more 
anomalous.  Here  are  two  peoples  inhabiting  the 
same  continent  under  practically  the  same  social 
and  economic  conditions,  speaking  the  same 
language,  and  speaking  it,  alas,  in  much  the  same 
way,  sharing  doctrine  in  all  that  makes  for  good 
citizenship  and  freedom  and  happiness.  On  the 
surface  we  pay  no  great  attention  to  each  other. 
We  mind  our  own  business  and  go  our  own  way, 
preserving  the  laws  of  good  neighborhood  and 
the  profit  of  intimate  trade.  Labor  ignores  the 
boundary  and  flows  naturally  to  where  pockets 
are  deepest.  Capital  crosses  with  equal  ease, 
mainly  from  the  South,  arriving  where  oppor- 
tunity is  most  inviting.  We  flock  to  each  other's 
playgrounds,  North  and  South,  to  escape  the  ex- 
tremes of  our  respective  climates.  Our  disputes, 
of  late  at  all  events,  are  insignificant.  We  pre- 
sent to  the  world  really  a  remarkable  example  of 
how  to  live  and  let  live,  even  among  relatives. 
The  great  hope  is  that  this  state  of  things  may 
continue  indefinitely,  each  nation  revolving  about 
its  own  ideals  and  presenting  agreeable  and 
profitable  differences  in  a  world  whose  best  flavor 
is  individuality.  The  great  anxiety,  though  we 
say  little  about  it,  is  that  this  may  not  happen. 

The  Americans  have  never  been  a  predatory 
people,  and  Canada  does  not  lie  awake  o'  nights 
anticipating  mobilization  in  the  lower  States. 
Nor  are  they  a  people  of  deep-laid  and  subtle 
foreign  policies,  aiming  a  trade  penetration  at  a 
political  achievement.  They  have  no  desire  to 
march  on  Ottawa,  abolish  the  butler  at  Rideau 
Hall  and  deport  the  Duke,  of  Devonshire  as  an 
undesirable  alien. 

It  is  fair  to  acknowledge  that  the  American- 
izing processes  now  going  on  in  Canada  are  not 
marked  by  deliberate  intention — propinquity  ac- 
counts for  them,  the  initiation  of  trade,  simple 
human  interest,  explanations  most  natural  and 
proper.  If  our  populations  and  resources  were 
fifty-fifty,  we  in  Canada  could  accept  the  situation 
as  perfectly  normal,  and  view  it  with  indifference. 
But  they  are  not.  The  Americans  have  arrived 
at  a  hundred  millions,  we  at  eight.  They  were  a 
nation  with  definite  national  consciousness  and 
intentions  for  a  hundred  years  before  we  began 
to  think  of  being  anything  more  than  a  colony, 
and  we  have  been  subject  all  that  time  to  the 
polarity  of  their  beliefs — not  marked  by  a  shy- 
ness in  the  expression — and  of  their  neighbor- 
hood. We  have  had  the  opportunity  of  being 
particularly  struck  by  their  lack  of  desire  for 
conquest  and  acquisition,  and  no  doubt  we  have 
taken  it,  we  could  not  very  well  help  taking  it, 
by  a  sort  of  automatic  inoculation,  and  it  is  an 
influence  much  to  be  counted  with. 

THE  odd  thing  is  that  in  the  face  of  so  much 
that  is  sympathetic,  and  so  much  that  is 
admirable  in  American  institutions,  the  general 
feeling  in  Canada  at  present  can  by  no  means  be 
described  as  pro-American.  Parliament  is  no 
doubt  careful  in  utterance,  and  very  rightly. 
Official  words  have  a  sting  which  is  apt  to  remain, 
and  the  debates  at  Ottawa  happily  afford  little 
evidence  of  the  tone  of  irritated  criticism  which 
is  so  characteristic  of  Canadian  comment  upon 
the  p-eople  and  policies  of  the  United  States  else- 
where. 

Individual  relations  are  of  the  pleasantest,  in- 
dividual appreciations  of  ,the  highest,  yet  in  the 
mass  our  opinion  of  our  neighbors  appears  to  be 
most  tolerantly  summed  up  in  a  shrug.  In  the 
first  years  of  the  war  this  feeling  was  naturally 
much  exacerbated.  The  spectacle  of  profits  roll- 
ing in,  while  no  troops  rolled  out,  was  too  much 
for  our  patience  and  often  for  our  sense  of  jus- 
tice and  good  taste.  That  was  applicable  enough, 
but  the  prevailing  under-current  of  antagonism 
to  the  American  people  existed  long  before  1914, 
and  has  survived  1920.  It  suddenly  jumped  to 
the  eye  in  the  failure  to  carry  Reciprccity  as  an 
election  issue,  and  it  can  be  detected,  without  any 
great  exertion,  in  the  popular  comments  on  the 
accepted  theory  that  the  Americans,  as  a  nation, 
declare  and  maintain  that  they  "won  the  war." 

This  Canadian  attitude,  though  it  rests  no  doubt 
upon  some  experience,  is  a  little  humiliating, 
when  considered  from  the  outside,  for  two  rea- 
sons. The  first,  and  nearest,  is  that  it  appears  to 
be   unreciprocated.      Insofar   as  American    opinion 


of  Canada  and  the  Canadians  can  be  ascertained 
it  is  one  of  generous  appreciation.  Nobody  over 
there  crabbed  our  motives  when  we  went  into  the 
war,  or  stinted  admiration  of  our  manner  of  doing 
it — at  all  events  so  that  it  was  recognizable — so 
that  you  would  notice  it,  as  they  say.  Nor  have 
they  held  back  on  the  practical  side,  as  the  long 
list  of  Canadians  holding  positions  of  commercial 
and  professional  distinction  in  American  cities 
testify.  No  doubt  there  is  something  in  this  com- 
placence, since  there  is  no  doubt  that  in  inter- 
national disputes  they  have  usually  got  the  best 
of  the  bargain,  from  the  days  when  we  lost  the 
State  of  Maine  to  those  of  the  Alaska  Boundary 
award,  occasions  which  suggest  the  old  proverb, 
"If  you  want  a  thing  well   done,   do   it  yourself." 

But  you  cannot  do  some  things  yourself,  unless 
you  have  the  men  and  the  ships  behind  you,  and 
our  indignation  with  the  performance  of  the 
urbane  but  not  particularly  business-like  British 
noblemen  who  have  hitherto  had  so  large  a  part 
in  the  attempt  to  maintain  Canadian  rights  may 
perhaps  be  tempered  by  the  reflection  that  on 
Great  Britain,  after  all,  lay  the  onus  of  upholding 
them.  We  are  gradually  righting  that  matter. 
However,  the  fact  that  our  big  neighbor  has 
usually  got  the  better  of  us  in  international  busi- 
ness no  doubt  explains  a  considerable  amount  of 
American  good  nature  and  of  Canadian  irritation. 

The  second  reason  why  one  is  inclined  to 
deprecate  the  perpetual  pin-pricks  and  sneering 
references  of  our  newspapers  at  American  ex- 
pense is  the  comparison  it  evokes  with  the  British 
method.  No  one  who  has  lived  in  England  dur- 
ing the  last  quarter  .of  a  century  could  fail  to  be 
struck  by  the  constant  good  feeling,  correctness, 
dignity  and  tact  of  the  British  press  in  dealing 
with  American  action  as  touching  British  inter- 
ests, even  during  the  first  trying  years  of  the  war. 
I  can  think  of  one  only  of  the  great  dailies — the 
hot-headed  "Morning  Post"  with  its  notorious 
invitation  to  "come  in  on  one  side  or  the  other" — 
that  sinned  in  this  regard  against  international 
propriety  and  the  greater  interests  of  the  Anglo- 
Saxon  race  as  compared  with  those  of  any  of  the 
Anglo-Saxon  nations.  It  is  the  lesson  of  the 
larger  tradition  and  the  restraint  that  accom- 
panies it.  We'  have  not  shown  it  in  Canada,  and 
our  antipathy,  insofar  as  it  is  advertised,  makes 
us  look  petty  and  a  little  ridiculous. 

ONE  would  think  that  insofar  as  popular 
sentiment  can  be  a  guide,  Canada's  trend 
is  definitely  not  toward  the  bosom  of  Uncle  Sam. 
Rather,  it  would  appear,  that  we  are  profiting  by 
our  neighbor's  social,  political;  and  economic  ex- 
perience, to  order  our  own  house  differently,  and, 
in  spite  of  the  economy  of  co-operative  house- 
keeping, to  order  it  independently.  Politically 
we  are  exceedingly  disposed  to  work  out  our  own 
salvation.  For  a  hundred  years  and  more 
Canada's  chief  interests  were  politics  and  relig- 
ion, a  circumstance  that  must  exert  a  compelling 
influence  upon  character.  Our  independence  is 
so  pronounced  as  to  be  almost  exaggerated.  And 
yet  it  is  quite  obvious  that  the  country  is  soaking 
up  American  impressions  from  Halifax  to  Van- 
couver. It  is  most  noticeable,  as  it  is  most  natural, 
in  social  habits,  in  business  methods,  in  economic 
ideals.  We  share  the  physical  conditions  of  life 
and  we  have  drawn  our  population  from  much 
the  same  sources  and  classes.  In  fighting  nature 
and  establishing  civilization  we  have  come 
through  much  the  same  experiences.  It  would 
be  strange  if  our  material  satisfactions  greatly 
differed,  or  if  the  lead  in  suggesting  and  supply- 
ing them  was  not  taken  by  our  highly  capitalized 
and  extremely  energetic  neighbor. 

But  these  things  are  of  the  surface;  there  are 
considerations  more  subtle  than  an  electric  wash- 
ing machine  or  a  Ford  car.  Canada  is  inundated 
by  American  current  literature.  The  American 
point  of  view  in  domsstic  matters  is  forever  be- 
fore us.  It  is  usually  very  sane,  it  appeals  to  us. 
Often  it  edifies,  always  it  entertains  us.  And  so 
long  as  it  is  confined  to  qualifications  for  success 
in  business,  or  efficiency  in  municipal  administra- 
tion, or  scientific  elimination  of  waste,  we  can 
profit  with  an  easy  mind.  Unfortunately  there 
is  another  aspect — that  of  Canadian  and  Ameri- 
can relations  to  the  world  outside  this  continent. 
Canada  is  part  and  partner  in  an  Imperial 
System  of  which  the  United  States  disapproves, 
less  by  observation  than  by  inherited  bias.  The 
sre.at     majority    of    Americans    have    learned    no 


British  Imperial  policy  since  1776.  Their  dis- 
like of  it  then  made  them  a  separate  people,  and 
in  the  lack  of  deeper-rooted  national  tradition, 
they  have  nourished  this  one  out  of  all  propor- 
tion. 

Their  attitude  toward  England's  modern  ad- 
ministration of  India,  of  Egypt,  notoriously  of 
Ireland,  is  of  criticism,  distrust  and  hostility. 
That  would  not  matter  to  us  if  they  kept  their 
views  to  themselves.  It  would  not  matter  very 
much  if  their  opinions  reached  us  in  the  character 
of  opinions.  But  they  do  not.  They  reach  us 
every  day  in  our  own  papers  in  the  form  of  intel- 
ligence, supplied  by  the  American  correspondents 
in  London  and  elsewhere  of  the  Associated  Press 
of  America;  and  the  bias  of  them  is  plain,  not 
in  the  expression  of  opinion,  but  in  the  presenta- 
tion of  news,  a  much  more  insidious  and  efficient 
form  of  propaganda.  In  writing  their  eabli 
grams,  these  American  correspondents  have  no 
thought  of  undermining  Canadian  sentiment  to- 
ward Great  Britain.  They  are  catering  to  their 
own  countrymen  through  their  own  journals  and 
they  give  their  news  the  dressing  which  will 
make  it  most  palatable. 

A/I  OREOVER  they  hand  on  their  own  point  of 
!▼  J-  view.  Read  American  Associated  Press  mes- 
sages dealing  with  Great  Britain's  troubles  in  her 
incalculably  onerous  task  of  administering  the  great 
trusts  that  are  hers  in  the  world,  and  you  will 
seldom  fail  to  find  a  line  or  two  suggesting  that, 
her  difficulties  are  of  her  own  making.  This  has 
been  going  on  here  for  a  long  time  and  the  result 
is  that  Canadian  opinion  upon  these  aspects  of 
Imperial  policy  is  often  as  half-informed,  as 
prejudiced  and  almost  as  violent  as  American, 
Not  only  in  political  affairs  but  in  all  matters — i 
of  trade,  of  economics,  of  social  progress  and 
policy- — in  which  the  views  and  the  interests  of 
the  British  Empire  and  the  United  States  of 
America  may  not  be  identical  are  we  daily  offered 
the  presentation  of  the  case  from  the  American 
side — the  presentation  primarily  made  for  the 
people  of  the  United  States. 

The  Associated  Press  of  America,  whose  mes- 
sages form  so  large  a  part  of  our  daily  fare,  has 
a  well  deserved  reputation  for  fairness  in  dealing 
with  the  domestic  concerns  of  the  United  States. 
Neither  the  Democratic  nor  the  Republican 
machine  has  ever  been  able  to  capture  its  activi-. 
ties,  and  its  integrity  is  a  point  of  national  pride. 
But  human  nature  is  but  human  nature  and  tne 
American  variety  of  it  abroad  is  everywhere  the 
ambassador  of  American  ideals,  and  the  servant 
of  American  interests.  Consciously  or  unconscious- 
ly every  American  is  the  apostle  of  his  national 
creed. 

Granted  the  American  temperament,  it  could 
not  be  otherwise.  I  repeat  that  the  foreign  news 
gatherer  for  the  United  States  is  not  a  deliberate 
propagandist  for  Canada.  It  is  nothing  to  him 
that  his  messages  are  sold  to  Canadian  news- 
papers  as  well  as  to  American  "ones.  The  circum- 
stance does  not  come  into  his  calculations.  It 
bulks  with  some  importance,  however,  in  the 
accounts  of  the  Associated  Press,  to  whom  the 
Canadian  market  is  increasingly  valuable.  Once 
the  cable  charges  to  New  York  are  paid,  the  cost 
of  telegraphing  European  news  over  to  Canada 
is  comparatively  small.  The  service  re-presents 
so  much  extra  profit,  and  is  supplied  with  temp- 
ting cheapness  to   the  Canadian  press  proprietor. 

Consequently  we  have  the  curious  spectacle  of 
Canadian  newspapers  expressing  editorially  a 
constant  irritation  with  American  action,  and  pre- 
senting in  their  news  columns  the  American  view 
with  every  advantage.  Not  only  is  this  the  case 
through  the  agency  of  the  Associated  Press  of 
America,  but  the  special  correspondence  of  the 
great  journals  of  New  York  and  Chicago  is  shared 
by  our  Toronto  newspapers  and  elsewhere.  Ona 
blushes  to  read  in  Canadian  newspapers  of  un- 
impeached  Imperialism,  ex  parte  accounts  of  such 
activities  as  Sinn  Fein,  drawn  from  American 
sources:  and  the  fact  that  the  organization  is 
denounced  in  the  next  column  by  no  means 
neutralizes  the  damage — only  makes  the  position 
fatuous  as  well  as  dangerous. 

It  is  a  difficult  situation  to  tackle.  An  attempt 
has  been  made.  Canada  makes  a  small  appropri- 
ation which  is  spent  on  sustaining  a  correspond- 
ent in  London,  who  is  supposed  to  wire   news  of 

(continued  ok  pace  40.) 


^  d  u  d  u  i  <i  u    nome    journal. 


Under  Searching  Eyes 

Do  you  ever  wince  inwardly? 


AN   unexpected  meeting  —  a  battery 

AA     of  eyes  focused  upon  your  face — 

-^       ^-  Can  you  meet  it  with  composure? 

Is  your  skin   flawless?     Clear,   lovely  in 

coloring  ? 

Or  is  there  some  blemish  that  stands 
out   mercilessly   in  your   own    conscious- 
ness?     Some  fault  in   your  com- 
plexion  that   you    know   observant 
eyes  must  take  notice  of? 

There   is    nothing    that    so    de- 
stroys   a  man's   or  woman's   poise 
and    self-confidence    as    the    con- 
sciousness of  a  complexion  at  fault. 
Even    a     little    blemish    in    some     | 
conspicuous  place  makes  you  mis- 
erably embarrassed.    You  want  to 
shrink  into  the  back-ground.     You 
lose  your  confidence,  your  gaiety.    Your 
very  personality  is  dimmed  just  when  you 
are  most  anxious  to  appear  at  your  best. 

Yet  this  suffering  is  entirely  needless. 
You  need  never  be  miserable  and  tongue- 
tied  from  such  self-consciousness.  Almost 
anyone,  by  simple,  regular  hygienic  care 
of  the  skin,  can  free  her  complexion  of 
the  defects  that  so  commonly  mar  an 
otherwise  lovely  face. 

Blackheads  are  such  a  disfigurement. 
Enlarged  nose  pores,  a  skin  that  will  get 
shiny —  These  things  can  be  corrected. 

Take  care  of  the  new  skin  that '  is 
forming  every  day  as  old  skin  dies. 
Give  it  every  night  the  right  treatment 
for  your  particular  trouble,  and  within  a 
weel^  or  ten  days  you  will  notice  a  marked 
improvement. 

Take  one  of  the  most  common  skin 
troubles.  Perhaps  your  skin  is  constantly 
being  marred  by  unsightly  little  blemishes. 
Not  doubt  you  attribute  them  to  some- 
thing wrong  in  your  blood  but  authori- 
ties on  the  skin  now  agree  that  in  the 
great  majority  of  cases,  these  blemishes 
are  caused  by  bacteria  and  parasites  that 


are   carried    into   the    pores  from  outside, 
through  dust  and  fine  particles  in  the  air. 

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your    face  very  carefully,   first  with  clear 
hot  water,  then  with  cold. 

Use  this  treatment  regu- 
larly and  the  blemishes  will 
gradually  disappear. 

The  famous  treatment 

for  conspicuous 

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Do  you  know  what  it  is     ji 
that  causes  conspicuous 
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The    pores   of  the    face 
are  not  as  fine  as  on  other 
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there  are  more  fat  glands  than  elsewhere, 
and  there   is  more  activity  of  the  pores. 

These  pores,  if  not  properly  stimu- 
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Wring  a  soft  cloth  from  very  hot  water, 


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Use  this  treatment  every  night  before 
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May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


'One  is  not  bound  to  tell  all  the  sources  of  one's  little  joys,"  she  said,  roguishly. 


\j  Marataall  Smmindeirs 

Author  of  "Beautiful  Joe" 
ILLUSTRATED    BY    E.J.    DINSMORE 


YNXE  DRYFIELD  wrinkled  his 
brow  over  his  note-book.  His 
bright  young  assistant  editor, 
Henry  Maybury,  had  just  been 
snatched  away  in  the  bloom  ef 
youth  and  the  pride  of  life,  by 
the  unsparing,   raging  "flu." 

"Horrible!  horrible!"  he  mut- 
tered. "I  got  him  fresh  from 
college,  and  he  was  a  marvel  of 
a  boy  to  mould.  Where  shall  I 
get  another  like  him?  I'm  like  the  man  who 
couldn't  get  married,  because  all  the  women  he 
wanted  wouldn't  have  him,  and  all  those  who 
wanted  him,  he  wouldn't  have." 

He  raised  his  eyes  from  his  desk.  First,  he 
faced  the  light  from  a  big  plate  glass  window 
fronting  a  busy  street,  then  his  glance  drifted 
aimlessly  to  a  corner. 

Such  a  bright  pair  of  eyes  peered  at  him  from 
the  nook  where  his  stenographer,   Elizabeth  Ster- 
ling, chose  to  ensconce  herself. 
"Mr.   Dryfield,"   she  said   quietly, 


'I  know  what' 


you're  thinking  of.     I  can  help  you." 

THE  phlegmatic  man  actually  started.  He  had 
never  heard  her  make  an  original  remark 
before,  in  the  twelve  months  that  she  had  been 
with  him.  To  tell  the  truth,  he  really  did  not 
know  what  she  looked  like.  She  had  no  more 
individuality  to  him,  than  his  desk  or  his  office 
chair. 

Then  he  stared  at  her  over  his  reading  glasses. 
She   was   a   slight,    quiet,    dark   thing   with    heavy 


wavy,  black  hair,  and  such  a  firm,  little  mouth — 
"such   a  firm  little  mouth,"  he  reflected. 

"If  you  know  the  subject  of  my  thoughts,"  he 
said,  "mention  it." 

"You  wish  someone  to  write  editorials,  leaders 
especially,"  said  the  girl  primly,  "while  you  attend 
to  the  management  of  the  paper." 

Dryfield,  still  amazed,  nodded  his  head,  and 
contented   himself  with  a  doubtful,   "Well!" 

"May  I  show  you  these?"  asked  Elizabeth 
briskly,  and  getting  up,  she  untied  a  thick,  flat 
bundle  of  paper. 

"I  don't  understand,"  he  said.  "What  is  this 
typewritten  stuff?" 

"If  you  look  at  the  headings,  sir,  you  will  see 
that  they  are  newspaper  articles.  I  have  been 
writing  them  for  months.  When  you  suggested  a 
subject  to  Mr.  Maybury  to  write  on,  I  did  likewise. 
He  treated  his  matter  in  one  way,   I  in  another." 

"Oh!  I  see,"  exclaimed  Dryfield,  "but  his  arti- 
cles were  published  and  yours  were  not.  Have 
they  ever  seen  the  light  in  any  other  way?" 

"Only  the  light  of  my  own  family,"  she  said. 

"He  never  knew?" 

"He  never  knew,"  she  repeated,  "and  you  would 
never  have  known,  if  he  had  not  died." 

"And  you  are  applying  for  the  post  of  assistant 
editor?"  asked   Dryfield. 

"Yes,   sir,"   she  observed  calmly. 

"Well,  well,  women  are  in  everything  now.  I 
am  a  bit  conservative  in  my  views." 

"Yes,   I  know,"  she  said  quietly. 

"Of  course.  I  can't  give  you  an  answer  offhand." 
he  said,  gathering  up  the  sheets.  "You  will  let 
me  look  them  over?" 

"Certainly,"  she  said,  and  like  a  little,  gray 
mouse,  she  crept  back  to  her  corner. 

IN  a  few  minutes,  $he  took  up  her  pencils  and 
note-books,  and  withdrew  to  her  own  particu- 
lar sanctum,  where  he  soon  heard  her  tapping  her 
typewriter  keys. 

Putting  down  a  rival  daily  that  he  was  looking 
over,  he  drew  some  of  her  pages  toward  him. 

He  read  on  and  on,  for  an  hour.  "Well — :I  am 
astounded,"  he  muttered,  then  he  put  his  hand 
under  the  table  and  touched  his  bell. 

"Miss  Sterling,"  he  said,  as  the  girl  entered  the 
room,  "did  I  understand  you  to  say  that  you  com- 
posed all  these  articles?" 

"No,  sir,  I  should  have  explained  that  the  first 
ones  were  written  by  my  father." 


Dryfield  searched  the  depths  of  his  memory. 
"Haven't  I  heard  that  he  was  a  retired  clergy- 
man ?" 

Yes  sir,  he  died  two  months  ago." 

"I  thought  there  was  a  slight  break  in  the  style, 
but  not  much.  Do  you  mean  to  tell  me,  that  you. 
unassisted,  wrote  these  late  things  on  'After- 
Effects  of  The  War?'  " 

"Yes,  sir,"  she  said,  blushing  slightly. 

"They're   heavy,    ponderous — not  a   girl's   style    ' 

"I  am  twenty-five  years  old  sir,"  she  said  quietly. 

The  man  started  slightly.  "I  beg  your  pardon, 
but  you  amaze  me.  Why — "  and  he  looked  at  hi  r 
uppraisingly,  for  the  first  time  since  she  had  been 
in  his  employ,  "I  should  say  you  were  about 
eighteen." 

"I've  had  a  great  deal  of  trouble,"  she  said 
slowly.  "My  mother  was  killed  in  a  street  car 
accident,  then  my  father  lost  his  health,  and  1 
had  to  help  educate  my  young  sister  and  brother. 
I've  had  no  time  for  pursuits  that  make  one 
frivolous,  and  I've  had  much  time  to  reflect." 

DRYFIELD  again  wrinkled  his  eyebrows,  ami 
gave  a  peculiar  twist  to  his  rather  thin-lipped 
mouth.  "I've  looked  over  some  of  these,"  he  sai<l 
guardedly,  "suppose  you  try  helping  me  keep  up 
the  editorial  page,  until  I  can  get  a  man,  but,  by 
the  way,  who  will  take  your  place  with  my. cor- 
respondence?" he  added,  in  a  rather  selfish  alarm 
of  a  man  who  has  had  a  quiet,  steady,  little  ma- 
chine at  his  elbow  for  months  and  surveys  with 
dismay  the  prospect  of  its  being  snatched  away 
from  him. 

"My  young  sister,"  she  said  calmly.  She'-; 
twenty   now,  and  I've   trained   her   t<>   repl  l<  e   me." 

Oryfield  now  did  break  into  a  laugh.  "Upon 
my  word.  Miss  Sterling."  he  said,  ■you're  ;<  master- 
piece. I  congratulate  you  on  having  astonished 
a  man  who  thought  he  could  no  longer  be  aston- 
ished, even  though  the  skies  should  fall." 

She  smiled  faintly,  and  glancing  at  the  bitr 
office  clock,  said,  "May  I  go  now  sir?  It's  an  hour 
after  my  time,  and  I  have  the  dinner  to  get." 

"Go,  by  all  means — I  apologize.  Shall  I  see  you 
at  the  usual  time  in  the  morning?" 

"Yes,  indeed,"  she  replied,  "and  may  I  bring 
my  sister  with  me?     I'll  have  to  induct  her." 

"Yes,  yes."  he  said  hastily.     "It  sounds  like    . 

(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE    36.) 


Canadian  Home  Journal. 


She  smiled  at  them,  pale,  angry,  but  quite  unshaken  in  her  splendid  faith.     "You  are  quite  wrong.     I  will  prove  to  you  that  you  are  wrong!' 


Pcf        A  Sttory  of  "Am 


louse ' 


L.  C.  Pickthall 


l  i 

1 

T  was  evening  when  he  entered 
the  town  by  the  road  from 
Amiens.  He  carried  a  bundle 
done  up  in  a  yellow  handker- 
chief under  one  arm.  His  hands 
were  thrust  into  the  pockets  of 
his  dusty  velveteen  trousers,  and 
he  walked,  as  he  had  walked  for 
hours  and  days,  at  one  unvary- 
ing stride;  head  bent,  eyes 
raised  and  fixed  on  some  invisi- 
ble point  in  the  horizon  which  he  never  neared 
yet  never  lost.  It  was  twilight  when  he  crossed 
the  little  Place,  yet  two  old  women  coming  from 
the  church  saw  that  fixed  look,  that  indomitable 
stride,  and  shrugged  their  shoulders,  saying  soft- 
ly. "He  has  suffered,  that  one."  They  were  very 
familiar  with   the  signs  of  suffering. 

It  was  an  evening  after  rain,  and  the  town 
was  gleaming  wet  under  a  cold  sky  where  masses 
of  flying  steam-like  cloud  changed  from  gray  to 
gold,  and  then  to  gray  again.  The  streets  and 
house-fronts  changed  with  the  sky, — slate,  burn- 
ing amber,  black.  Every  one  of  those  bouses 
was  disfigured  in  some  way,  covered  with  boards 
or  tin,  patched  with  raw  plaster.  Many  were  be- 
yond healing  and  stared  with  vacant  window 
sockets  in  gaping  walls,  And  all  among  them 
and  around  them,  even  in  them,  were  crowds  of 
little  wooden  shanties  where-  lived  and  traded. 
laughed  and  worked,  one  of  the  Immortal  nations 
of  the  world. 

This  man  had    not  set  own   for  five  years 

it>  was  uncertain  of  his  direction.  He  drifted  to 
ihe  market,  which  had  been  cleared.  A  few 
women  lingered,  gathering  their  wares  Into  bask- 
ets and  cloths.  Striding  slowly,  the  man  Caro- 
bert   went   to  one  of  them   and   spoke. 


««MA1) 

1,1    oa 


DAME,    is    there    a    bouse    in    this    town 
called  Answering  House.— l.a   Maison    Qui 
Repond?" 

Madame     looked     him     over    leisurely,     saying, 


"There's  no  shelter  to  be  had  at  Answering 
House,  Monsieur." 

'"Madame,  I  am  not  looking  for  lodging.  I 
am  provided." 

"What  then?" 

"It  is  that  I  met  a  man  on  the  way  here  who 
spoke  of  the  house  to  me.  He  said  he  had  seen 
it  before  the  war.  He  said  that  it  was  full  of 
echoes, — very  strange." 

Madame  looked  at  the  velveteen  trousers. 
"Monsieur  is  an  artist?" 

"No,  Madame." 

"Well  ...  it  is  you  that  are  the  original,  my 
friend,  to  arrive  in  a  town  at  this  hour  and  to  look 
for  echoes.  There  is  one  here  who  can  tell  you 
about  your  echoes.   .   .  .   Emilie!      Emilie  Haye!" 

At  the  word,  Carobert  stepped  back  and  flung 
up  his  hands  as  if  to  shield  himself  from  an  ex- 
plosion. Madame  did  not  see.  She  called  again 
across  the  shadowy  market  place,  and  an  old 
voice  answered,  clear  as  a  bell,  "I  am  here,  my 
good  Ursule." 

"She  was  always  a  little  proud,  that  one,"  said 
the  market  woman,  confidentially,  "a  little  above 
us  others.  .  .  .  well,  go  to  her,"  and  she  took 
Carobert  gently  by  the  elbow  and  pushed  him  to- 
wards the  voice.  He  seemed  to  shrink  from  her 
hand,  to  hang  back.  "Ho,  ho!"  laughed  the  big 
woman,  "one  would  think  you  owed  her  money! 
Never  fear  if  you  do,  mon  vieux.  She  will  not 
recognise  you.     She  is  blind." 

Very  slowly,  at  his  staring  stride,  the  refugee 
went. to  Emilie. 

kAnk    has   told    me.    Madame,    th\t  you    know 

^S  something  of  a  house,  a  very  strange 
house,  not  far  from  here." 

"Answering  House?" 

"The  same,  Madame." 

The  tall  old  woman  sitting,  wrapped  In  a  black 
shawl,  on  the  top  of  a  big  basket,  raised  her  face 
slowly  to  her  questioner.  Again  he  backed  and 
Rung  out  his  hands;   across  her  face,   under   her 


cap,  ran  a  broad,  black  band;  it  gave  her,  in  the 
twilight,  a  ghastly  effect  as  though  she  ended  at 
the  mouth.  She  heard  his  movement  and  said 
patiently,  "I  was  blinded  by  a  fragment  of  a  shell. 
Monsieur.  I  am  waiting  for  a  young  girl  who 
comes  to  take  me  home." 

"It  is  war,  Madame." 

"Yes,  it  is  war.  .  .  .  And  you  want  to  hear  of 
Answering  House?" 

"If  you  can  tell  me,  Madame." 

"I  can  tell  you.  I  lived  there  for  forty  years.  .  . 
until  a  little  while  ago." 

"Can  you  tell  me  about  the  echoes,  Madame?" 

"Yes.  .  .  .  When  I  first  went  there,  they 
frightened  me.  It  was  something  in  the  shape  of 
the  house,  you  understand.  If  you  stood  between 
the  bay-trees  in  green  tubs,  just  where  the  path 
divided  into  two  to  go  around  the  flower-bed,  and 
shouted,  the  house  would  shout  back  at  you. 
Words?  Yes,  but  not  all  one  said.  Just  a  syllable 
here  and  there.  But  that  was  all  the  more 
strange,  for  sometimes  these  broken  echoes  made 
sense,  and  then  it  was  as  if  the  house  answered 
independently  of  what  had   been  said   to   it. 

"Besides  the  echoes,  and  the  bay-trees,  and  the 
flowers,  there  were  doves  in  a  cote,  and  old  carv- 
ings on  the  wall.  It  stood  high,  the  house.  It  was 
very  pleasant  in  summer.  But  that  was  before 
the  days  of  Ehrens." 

SHE    gave    the    name    its    French    value.      Again 
Carobert    ducked.      She    heard    him. 
"Monsieur  stands   unsteadily. " 
"It  is  my  foot,  I  hurt  it  on  the  road." 
"Yet     you    stand     to    listen     to     the    story     of    a 
house  '.'" 

"It  takes  the  mind  off.  Madame.  ...  if  you  will 
be  so  good.  And  this  Ehrons?  I  have  heard  of 
him." 

"You  would  hear  more  of  him  in  hell."  said 
the  neat  old  lady,  simply.  "He  was  the  best  spy 
the  Boche  had  hereabouts.  Old?  No.  nor  yet 
young,   but   the  young  loved  him.     A  slender  man. 


May,    iNineteen-Twency. 

quiet,  with  a  ready  smile.  .  .  .  He  was  left-handed 
owing  to  some  injury  to  his  right,  which  was  al- 
most helpless.-'  . 

Caro'bert  drew  his  right  hand  slowly  from  his 
pocket,  looked  at  it  as  if  he'd  never  seen  it  before, 
and  thrust  it  back  again. 

The  old  woman  was  silent.  Then  she  said  brief- 
ly "Laure  was  very  young." 

"Laure,"  repeated  the  man  vaguely,  "Laure  .  .." 

The  blinded  face  w}th  the  black  band  across  it 
turned  to  him  patiently.  "I  speak  of  her  as  if 
she  were  my  own  child.  .  .  .  my  Laure.  I  was 
only  the  servant,  Monsieur,  and  then  the  house- 
keeper when  Madame  died.  She  died  when  Laure 
was  very  little.  They  were  of  very  good  family; 
they  had  lived  in  that  house  for  generations. 
There  "was  a  fig-tree  against  the  south  side  of  the 
house  which  was  a  hundred  years  old.  The  top 
of  the.  house  was  older  than  the  lower  storeys, 
which  had  been  altered.  It  was  a  roof  of  golden 
tiles  and  green  mosses;  it  went  together  in  the 
middle — so — and  in  the  fold  of  the  tiles,  if  you 
follow  me,  behind  the  chimneys,  were  two  little 
old  windows  in  the  roof;  one  looked  north;  one 
looked  south,  and  the  fig-tree  reached  up  every 
year  and  blinded  it. 


tt'T* 


HERE  were  a  lot  of  old  things  in  the 
house,  but  the  echoes  must  have  been  the 
oldest  of  all,  and  were  the  most  strange.  It  was 
as  if  the  house  had  a  voice.  Standing  between 
the  bay  trees  and  calling  to  it,  the  house  would 
answer.  .  .  .  just  a  word  or  two.  It  was  the  cus- 
tom to  consult  the  house  when  anything  arose 
that  was  hard  to  decide.  I  have  seen  Monsieur, 
my  Laure's  father,  stand  in  the  garden  and  cry, 
'Shall  we  have  buttered  cakes  or  plain  cakes?' 
If  the  house  called  back  a  ghost  of  a  word  that 
sounded  like  butter,  we  had  our  cakes  with  but- 
ter. The  house  was  like  many  old  things,  it  talk- 
ed best  in  the  evening.  I  don't  know  why.  No 
one  knows  why. 

"When  Laure  was  a 
little  child  she  played 
with  the  house,  as  other 
children  play  with  dolls 
and  kittens.  She  would 
hide  behind  the  bay  trees, 

staring       at       the       house  •*•» 

through  the  leaves,  and 
crying  all  sorts  of  things. 
If  she  could  get  the  house 
to  say  'Laure,  Laure!' 
she  was  very  happy. 
Sometimes  she  would  run 
to  me  and  catch  my  hand 
and  say  in  her  baby  talk 
'It's  com 
it's  comin 
echo    never 

was  just  a  voice  that  lived     \ 
in  the  house. 

"My  Laure  grew  tall: 
she  was  fair,  very  soft. 
very  innocent.  Even  when 
she  was  seventeen,  she 
was  a  child,  and  would 
hide  behind  the  bays  and 
ask  the  house  what  dress 
she  should  wear  when  she 
went  to  call  for  Monsieur, 
at  his  office.  He  still 
went  to  his  office;  but  the 
young  men  did  the  work. 
We  were  very  happy, 
though  two  of  us  were 
growing  old.  Only  the 
house,  Answering  House, 
did  not  change  at  all. 
The  voices  did  not  grow 
old. 


"Ehrens  came  once  more  to  the  house.  He 
came  in  the  evening — running:  It  was  the  end  of 
July,  and  there  had  been  rumors,  and  grim  faces 
of  old  men  who  remembered,  and  a  weight  in 
the  air.  ...  I  saw  him  running  up  the  path  to- 
wards the  bay  trees.  She  too  had  seen.  She 
flashed  to  meet  him  like  a  dove,  holding  her 
hands  to  him.  I  heard  her  quick  voice, — 'What 
hast  thou?'  And  he  dropped  at  her  feet,  on  his 
knees;  he  held  up  his  clumsy  right  hand;  with  his 
left  he  caught  her  dress  and  crushed  it  to  his 
face.  She  was  frightened,  she  trembled;  she  had 
never  seen  him  so.  .  .  .  At  last  he  cried  out  in  a 
strange  voice,   'Laure,   Laure,   it  is  War.' 

"She  repeated  faintly,  'War?'  And  Answering 
House  caught  his  voice  and  flung  the  word  back 
in  a  flurry  of  echoes. 

"He  bent  his  head.  After  a  little  he  said,  'For- 
give   me.      Oh    my    child,    forgive    me!' 


"CHE   thought  she   knew   what   he   meant,    the 

^  little  one!  Gentle  as  a  saint  she  lifted  that 
queer  right  hand  of  his  and  kissed  it.  'If  you 
cannot  fight  for  France  with  your  right  hand 
you  can  fight  with  your  heart,'  she  said. 

"Soon  he  went  away.  I  never  saw  him  again. 
I  think  he  wept. 

"Then  came  the  war.  .  .  .  It  went  very  ill  for 
us  in  this  town.  All  that  we  said,  all  that  we  did, 
seemed  to  be  known.  The  Bodve^Vas  near. 
Sometimes  he  dropped  bombs  on  us.  It  was 
said  that  we  would  soon  be  within  range  of  his 
big  guns.  We  waited.  Laure  worked  at  the 
hospital,  she  went  nowhere  else,  she  had  no  let- 
ters; but  I  knew  that  somehow  she  was  in  touch 
with  Ehrens  by  the  light  in  her  face. 

"And  then.   .   .  . 

"Yes,  I  will  tell  you,  that  there  may  be  one 
more  soul  in  the  world  to  curse  Ehrens. 

"One  evening,  there  came  to  me  a  message 
from  my  master  that  I  should  go  to  them  in  the 


) 


ling    out,    Emilie,   /. 

ng  out!'      But  the  f  ^*,    '    ,' 

er    came    out.      It    .  5, 

Ml 
fl 


* 


"My  master  said,  'Continue,  Xavier,'  to  the 
Mayor. 

"The  Mayor  got  up  and  came  to  Laure.  His 
eyes  were  dim.  He  took  her  hands.  He  said  very 
softly,   'Little  one,   do  you  love   France?' 

"She  looked  at  him.  ...  He  went  on,  'Then  will 
you  suffer  our  questions  for  the  sake  of  France  : 
....  And  you,  Henri,  will  you  be  silent,  what- 
ever you  hear? — in  the  same  cause?' 

"My  master  said  once  more,  in  a  low  voice, 
'Continue,   Javier.' 

<(  (T    AUKE,'  said  the  good  Mayor,  'will  you  then 
■*— '  tell  me  if  it  is  true  that  in  the  little  win- 
dow at  the  top  of  the  house  you  have  a  lamp,  and 
that  you — move  it  about  at  night?' 

"She  was  pink  all  over,  but  there  was  mischief 
in  her  bright  eyes.  She  said,  'Yes,  it's  true.  J 
make  signals  with  it!' 

"The  room  was  very  still.  At  last  the  Colonel 
asked  softly,  'To  whom  do  you  signal,  Ma'mselle 
Laure?' 

"She  said  proudly,  'To  Monsieur  Ehrens.  But 
there  is  no  harm  in  it.  We  only  signal  poetry!' 
Then  her  courage  broke,  she  hid  her  face  and 
ran  to  her  father,  crouching  beside  him.  She 
said  'Papa,  papa,  I  am  glad  you  know.  I  have 
wanted  to  tell  you!  But  it  is  only  poetry.  I  will 
show  it  all  to  you.  I  am  sorry  I  have  been  so 
naughty.  When  a  thing  amuses  me,  I  do  not 
think.  .  .  .'  He  laid  his  hand  on  her  head,  but  he 
did  not  move.  No  one  spoke.  At  last  the 
Colonel  motioned  to  my  master,  who  said,  'You 
must  show  me  the  poetry,  Laure.'  She  got  up 
at  once  and  went  for  it,  saying  as  she  left  the 
room,  'You  will  think  me  very  silly  as  well  as 
disobedient.  But  I  was  very  lonely,  and — -I  love 
him.'  The  last  words  were  a  divine  breath.  My 
master  groaned.  The  Mayor  laid  his  hand  on  his 
shoulder.  The  Colonel  fussed  about  the  room 
till  she  came  back. 

"She  handed  the  paper  to  her  father,  very  red. 
then  she  came  and  hid  her  face  on  my  shoulder. 
.  .  .  After  a  time  my  master  said  in  a  strange 
voice.  'Is  this  all?'  She  nodded  without  lifting 
her  head.  Silently,  he  handed  the  paper  to  the 
Mayor,  and  he  to  the  Colonel,  who  kept  it. 

"I   have   seen    it,    too.      It   was  a   little   piece 
with    couplets    on    it — silly    little    verses.      One 
line  as  it  were,  answered  the  first.  .  .  . 
"Such   stuff!      The   first  line   was, 

'The  rose  is  shut.     Goodnight,  goodnight!' 
and  the  second  was 

'I'll  think   of  you   by  candlelight,' 
and   so   on.      After  each   line  were  a  few  little 
dots  and  scratches,  at  which  the  Colonel  look- 
ed very  closely.     He  said,  'Tell  me  about  this, 
my  dear,  little  Ma'mselle.' 

"A  very  small,  shamed  voice  replied,  'Mon- 
sieur Ehrens  lives  down  near  the  river,  in  an 
old  house  that  stands  north  of  this  one.  He 
is  working  very  hard,  organizing  charitable  re- 
lief.' 

"The  Mayor  glanced  at  the  Colonel,  who 
nodded.      'That  much   we  know.' 

"  'One    of   the   lower   windows  of   his   house, 
(continued  on  page  40.) 


He  dropped  at  her  feet  on  his 
knees.  "Forgive  me,  0  my  child, 
forgive  me!" 


w 


4<f  T  was  Monsieur  who  brought  Ehrens  to  the 

*  house.  He  met  the  man — I  forget  where, 
it  doesn't  matter — and  was  interested  in  him. 
Ehrens  had  travelled,  could  talk.  .  .  .  The  ques- 
tion was,  should  he  be  asked  for  music  in  the 
evening,  or  for  the  English  five  o'clock  that 
Laure  had  commenced  in  imitation  of  the  fash- 
ionables? They  asked  the  house,  and  the  echo 
said  'Music,  music,'  or  they  thought  it  did.  With 
laughter,  he  was  asked  for  the  evening.  He  came, 
and  saw  Laure,  and  heard  the  music.  .  .  . 

"What  music  was  then  rolling  in  the  distance, 
if  they  had  had  ears  for  it!  That  was  music 
which   Ehrens   only   heard. 

"After  that,  he  came  and  went.  .  .  went  and 
came.  We  liked  him.  I  liked  him.  It  was  evi- 
dent soon  enough  what  he  felt  for  Laure.  He 
was  like  a  lad  in  her  presence, — shy,  eager, 
sensitive;  he  grew  young  for  her.  I  thought  well 
of  it.  She  was  so  tender,  so  simple,  it  seemed 
she  would  be  happier  with  the  protection  of  an 
older  man;   and  after  all,  he  was  but  in  his  prime. 

"I  saw  them.  ...  I  heard  them.  If  the  house 
gave  back  any  answer  to  them  in  those  days,  it 
must  have  said  'Love'  and  again   'Love.' 

"Then- Ehrens  asked  Monsieur  for  the  hand 
of  Laure.     And  it  was  refused  him. 

'What  subtle  distrust,  what  instinct,  what  feel- 
ing of  the  very  flesh  worked  in  that  old  man, 
who  can  say?  He  was  not  to  be  moved.  The 
end  was  that  Ehrens  was  forbidden  to  come  to 
the  house  or  Laure  to  see  him. 

"She  came  to  me,  very  white,  but  with  a  shin- 
ing face.  'Papa  is  so  old,'  she  said  gently,  'he 
has  forgotten.  ...  As  if  it  would  make  any  differ- 
ence. There  are  so  many  ways  in  which  heart 
can  talk  to  heart!'  Then  she  laughed  a  little, 
and  blushed  a  little,  and  cried  a  little,  and  I  pet- 
ted her,  the  pretty  dear.  .  .  . 


library. 

"What  I  saw 
when  I  opened 
the  door  I  see 
now,  though  I 
am  blind.  My 
master  was  sit- 
ting at  his  table, 
his  hand  over 
his  eyes.  I  saw 
that  hand 
tremble.  Beside 
him  sat  the 
Mayor  and  our 
Colonel  Fauquier. 
...  In  front  of 
them  stood  \ 
Laure;  she  was 
surprised,  but 
not  at  all  frightened;  even  a 
little       amused.  Why       then 

should  I  have  been  frightened? 
The  Mayor  was  Laure's  god- 
father; the  Colonel  had  known 
us — had  known  her — all  her 
life.  They  looked  at  her  very 
gently.  But  I  was  frightened,  and 
I  went  and   stood   beside   her. 


^AT  ^JV 


Canadian    Home    Journal. 


"The  secret  of  a  woman's  social   success  is  ada  ptability,"   said   the   instructress.    "Men  like  to  ride 
their  own  particular  hobbies,  so  let  them." 

Perhaps  they  do.    But  read  the  story  of  the  jolly  time  of  one  girl  who  mixed  the  hobbies. 


RS.     CLARENDON    was    pouring 
her  perfect  tea  from  her  perfect 
service   with   perfect  grace.    Cor- 
rectness radiated  from  her,  from 
each    crisp    wave    in    her    netted 
coiffure  to  the  discreet  polish  on 
her    well-shaped     nails    and    the 
still    more   discreet   smile   on   her 
pink  lips.     Like  a  Pythoness,  she 
sat  in  her  shaded  drawing  ro 
with      the      season's      debuta/te 
grouped  about  her  like  devotees  at  a  shrine, 
pensing  words  of  wisdom  with  her  orange  ne. 
However,  there  was  nothing  veiled  or  insimiat 
in     Mrs.    Clarendon's    oracular    utterances — cl 
and    unmistakable    they   sank    into    the 
her  wide-eyed  young  listeners. 

There  was  a  startling  similarity  in  the  appear- 
ance of  the  "buds."  There  were,  of  course,  the 
accidents  of  coloring  and  features,  lJrl^their  ex- 
pression, and  even  their  clothes,  saamed  designed 
td  destroy  any  personal  individifariity 
might  possess.  Dark  h^ireA  gitfs 
ones,  with  eyes  of  varyip?\wLais/or  browns  u 
their  hair  line  brows,  all  wlte^he  look  of  wtell- 
bred  complacency,  and  let  fkll  the  same  stereo- 
typed phrases  sufficiently  to  make  them  almost 
indistinguishable. 

The  exception  as  usual  proved  the  rule.  On 
the  edge  of  the  group,  bestowing  indifferent  at- 
tention to  the  conversation,  but  healthy  interest 
in  her  tea  and  scones,  sat  Althea  Sherwood,  as 
unlike  the  rest  of  the  party  as  it  was  possible 
for  anyone  to  be.  The  tea  had  very  evidently 
been  an  Incident  to  her,  not  the  business  of  her 
afternoon,  most  of  which  had  been  spent  in  a 
swift  walk  that  had  brought  the  rich  color  into 
her  cheeks  and  an  added  rush  of  vitality  to  her 
vivid  eyes.  Her  deep  brown  hair  was  drawn 
back  almost  severely,  giving  the  somewhat 
unusual  sight  of  a    i  well-shaped  cars, 

which,    however,    08  it     liltlo    of    what 

was  being  said,  so  occupied  was  she  in 
realizing  how  far  from  Hilton  she  had 
drifted"  In  the  long  years  away  at  school 
and  abroad. 


their   merits.      Before   I   went  to   Europe,    I    never         of  one   idea.      There   was  a   Paxton,   a   Forman,   a 


3d  designed  . 
each  V\ne  \ 
ind    blotte   \ 


missed    it.      It    was    like    a    game,    watching    this 

girl  oome  into  her  own  or  not  as  the  case  might 

be,   *und    since    the    three    men    I    spoke    of    have 

to     town     it's     been     too     interesting     for 

She     laughed     softly.       "You     children 

school    haven't    realized    what    autocrats 

isely  to  power  in  your  absence,   but  let  me 

you,  any  one  of  them  can  just  about  make 

irl   popular  or  the   opposite,   by   being  nice   to 

er  or  indifferent,  as  the  case  may  be." 

She   leaned    forward    confidentially. 

"And  the  secret?     Just  what  I've  been  saying — 

adaptability  to  type.     Let  Jerry  Paxton  talk  horses 

and   you're  made.      He's  won  more   polo   matches 

than    you    could    count,    and    has    spent    a    good 

sized    fortune    on    horses.      Jack    Cumpson    is    an 

entirely  different  type.     He  is  the  most  marvelous 

(Calcer     in     Hilton,     and,     moreover,     knows     the 

.msiory  of  aesthetics  from  A  to  Z.      Then   there's 

Xdear  Peter  Forman,  who  is  intellectual  to  the  last 

^degree,  and  only  needs  a  willing  listener  to  charm 

V^iim  into  volubility." 

She  spread  out  her  soft  palms  with  an  ex- 
pressive gesture. 

"Could  anything  be  simpler?  Win  these 
three  popular  men  to-night,  and  your  path  will 
be  easy.  Just  remember — Jerry,  horses;  Jack, 
dancinig;  and  Peter,  books.  And  now  goodbye, 
good   luck." 

A  S  Althea  Sherwood  entered  the  Country 
-**■  Club's  huge  ballroom  that  night,  she 
realized,  with  a  sudden  feeling  of  panic,  that 
there  was  not  one  man  there  on  whom  she  could 
depend  to  be  attentive  to  her.  Worse  still,  she 
knew  that  in  her  haphazard  listening  to  Mrs. 
Clarendon's  advice,  she  had  thrown  away  her 
only  chance.     Three   men  in   the  room   were   men 


»» 


A 


DAPTABILITY,    that    in    the    secret    of 


hostess  w;us  saying  caniniv.      "Men   like   to 
rule  their  own  particular  hobbies      they  are 
rigid  creatures,  you  see- — so  let  them,  i 
if    it    makes    us   all    happier,    mil     i    think 

II     all     agree     with     me     it     do, 
to-night — that    is,    after   you    meel     Hilton's 
three   czars." 

She   looked    around    the    little    circle   with 
an  appraising  eye. 

"There's  nothing  I  enjoy  as  much   as  the 
■try    Club's    Fancy    Dress,    the    first 
where    the    debutantes    meet    to    test 


A  STORMY  NIGHT 

TO-NIGHT,  when  stars  are  shut  away 
and  winds  blow  high, 
When   nothing  shows  but  gray 
Across  the  sky;  v 

I  want  to  say  a  prayer 

For  those  who  have  no  folks  around 
To  tuck  them  in  or  care 
When  they  are  bad. 

— Aileen  Cleveland   Higgins. 


Cumpson,  who  were  bored  unless  talking  books, 
horses,   and   dancing,    but  which  was  which? 

It  is  all  very  well  in  your  sanctum  sanctorum 
to  scorn  society  and  all  its  foibles.  It  is  another 
thing  to  be  a  slim,  pulsing  girl  in  the  gold  tulle 
of  an  autumn  sprite,  standing  at  the  door  of  a 
blazing,  crowded  ballroom,  and  knowing  that 
perhaps  in  all  that  heart  of  gayety  there  may  bo 
mo  place  for  you.  Being  within  the  inner  circle 
you  may  criticize,  but  when  without,  you  long 
to   pass  within   its  charmed   precincts. 

All  this  whirled  dizzily  through  Althea's  head 
as  she  saw  Mrs.  Clarendon  crossing  the  room 
toward  her,  a  tall,  young  man  in  tow.  No  time  to 
ask  frantically  of  anyone  the  why's  and  where- 
fore's of  this  advancing  youth — they  were  upon 
her;  Mrs.  Clarendon  was  murmuring  his  name: 
they  were  on  the  floor.  Despair  seized  upon 
her.  Who  was  he'.'  Was  he  the  lover  of  horses, 
the  student,  the  aesthete?  She  stole  a  look  at 
him.  He  was  slim  and  brown,  with  hair  bleached 
as  by  the  sun.  Was  he  the  sportsman?  She 
drew  in  a  little  breath,  and  groped  for  some 
suitable  opening,  when  quite  suddenly  the  whole 
thing   went    from    her   mind. 


ACROSS  the  room,  talking  earnestly  to  a 
young  man.  was  one  of  the  prettiest  of  the 
debutantes,  dressed  as  a  rustic  beauty.  Her 
lovely  hair  clustered  in  thick  ringlets  around  her 
neck.  On  her  arm  hung  a  huge  hat.  but  it  was 
her  face,  as  she  looked  tenderly  at  the  man. 
that  drew  one.  In  it  was  all  the  awakeninu 
the  adoration  of   first  love. 

"Lucy."    murmured    Althea,    delightedly.      "Isn't 
that  a  perfect  pisture?" 

"Yes,"    her    partner    laughed    back,    "but   don't 
forget   the  dewberries,   and   don't,  please,   spoil   my 
illusions    by    making    yon    stripling     Richard 
Keverel." 

•  There  was  no  lack  of  spontaneity  in 
Althea's  answering  mirth.  The  relief  was 
so  sudden,  so  unexpected,  that  it  bubbled 
to  her  lips,  and  echoed  in  a  long,  charm- 
ing laugh.  1;  was  the  book  man.  of  course. 
Who  else  would  have  recognised  her  some- 
what far  fetched  allusion  to  Meredith" 
She  was  saved,  a:  least  temporarily,  and 
happily  she  plunged  into  talk  of  books  she 
had  read  and  re-read,  finding  so  much  in 
common  with  him.  that  the  dance  over. 
thej  wandered  out  into  the  Lounge,  where 
they  chatted  away  through  three  dances. 
The  music  of  the  fourth  was  just  beginning 
when  a  curious  young  man  appeared  to 
find,  out  what  was  this  unusual  attraction 
that  was  holding  his  fastidious  friend  thus 
enthralled. 

But    ala-    for     Althea'       Her    new    triumph 
turned     to    ashes    in     her     mouth     when     she 
found    herself   whirled   about  in   the   arms   of 
(C0NTIN  I  BD    o\     PAGR    9.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

TYPES 

(CONTINUED     FROM     PAGE     8.) 

the  second  youth.  Which  was  he?  His  name 
meant  nothing  to  her,  and  yet  some  comfort 
came  to  her  as  she  realized  that  by  a  process  of 
elimination  he  oould  be  but  one  of  two  things. 
Was  he  the  dancer  or  the  prancer?  There  was 
a  kind  of  breezy  strength  about  him,  but  his  eyes 
were  deep  and  almost  dreamy,  and  rarely  had 
she  danced  with  anyone  so  lightly  graceful. 
Desperately  she  was  about  to  try  the  "eeny,  meeny, 
mo"  method  of  decision,  when  most  unexpectedly 
he  took  the  matter  from  her  hands. 

"You  know,"  he  said  boyishly,  "I've  met  you 
before.  Oh,  not  really  introduced,"  he  went  on 
hastily,  seeing  the  look  of  bewilderment  in  her 
eyes,  "but  I  saw  you  at  the  Derby  horseshow  last 
week.  I  was  standing  right  near  you,  so  1 
oould  see  how  interested  you  were  in  horses  and 
all.     They  are  great  sport." 

"Aren't  they?"  the  girl  breathed  fervently  a 
prayer  of  thankfulness  in  her  heart.  The 
prancer!  And  here,  surely,  she  was  on  familiar 
ground.  She  was  all  sparkle,  all  unaffected 
interest.  She  forgot  it  was  one  of  Hilton's 
social  lions  with  whom  she  was  talking,  and  re- 
membered only  that  here  was  a  very  wide  awake 
young  man  who  enjoyed  the  same  things  as  she, 
and  most  apparently  enjoyed  discussing  them 
with   her. 

'  I  v  HE  night  was  warm,  and  when  the  music 
*■  died  away,  they  strolled  out  to  the  wide 
porch,  and  they  argued  with  friendly  heat  over 
various  questions   of  sport. 

Here  they  were  found  at  last,  and  Althea  was 
laughingly  stolen  away  from  her  reluctant  part- 
ner. 

The  wine  of  success  had  mounted  to  her  head. 
She  was  popular.  The  three  social  arbiters  had 
marked  her  out  for  their  special  admiration  and 
attention.  Around  the  room  as  she  whirled 
past,  she  oould  hear  whispered  comment.  And 
now  the  strain  was  over.  This  must  be  the 
dancing  man.  Two  from  three  leaves  one.  He 
did  dance  divinely,  though  she  had  had  no  fault 
to  find  with  her  last  partner.  She  looked  at  him 
questioningly.  Should  she  venture  her  opinion 
on  aesthetic  movement?  She  felt  suddenly  a 
little  tired.  The  music  was  exquisite,  alluring, 
and  with  a  soft  little  sigh  she  gave  herself  up  to 
<he  joy  of  it.  Words  died  on  her  lips.  The 
music  swayed.      They  just  danced. 

MRS.  CLARENDON  was  again  pouring  her 
perfect  tea,  from  her  perfect  tea  service 
with  the  same  perfect  grace,  but  to-day  her 
audience  had  changed.  Three  correctly  garbed 
young  men  now  sat  at  her  shrine,  and  with  one 
accord  demanded: 

Where  did  you  get  her?" 
Mrs      Clarendon's     most     rigid      principle     was 
never  to   be  surprised   at  anything. 

"Get   her?"    she    murmured,    faintly 
It's   true. 

"Althea,"  they  cried. 

"Althea,"      echoed      Jerry      Paxton, 


"she  saved  my  life.  Never 
did  I  meet  such  a  crowd  of 
brainless  girls!  Polo, 
horses;  horses,  polo,  every- 
one, and  not  one  knew  a 
thing  about  what  they  were 
talking.  I  was  about  to 
gallop  from  the  room  when 
I  met  Althea,  and  she,  who 
really  is  a  horsewoman, 
and  knows  a  thing  or  two 
about  sports,  talked  of 
everything  but  that.  Jove, 
she's  a  splendid  talker! 
We  got  on  books,  or  some- 
thing like  that,  anyway  it 
seemed  about  a  minute 
when  old  Jack  came  along 
and   spoiled    the    party." 


"Spoiled  the  party!  Gad, 
man,  if  I  hadn't,  I'd  be  a 
raving  maniac  by  now. 
Everyone  of  those  awful 
girls  seemed  to  have  danc- 
ing on  the  brain.  I  ex- 
pounded the  history  of 
dancing  from  ancient 
Egypt  down  to  Gertie 
Hoffman  and  then  some. 
1  showed  them  all  the 
new  steps  I  knew,  till  I 
found  myself  fox- trotting 
home  when  the  darn  show 
was  over.  Do  you  blame 
me  for  trying  to  find  a 
real  girl?  I  saw  her  at  the 
horse  show  last  week. 
She  looked  bully  then,  but 
not  a  patch  on  what  she 
really  is.  We'd  be  talk- 
ing polo  yet,  If  Forman 
hadn't    busted   in." 

Peter   groaned    gently. 

"Men,  what  I  suffered 
last  night  is  locked  in  my 
own  heart.  They  gave  me 
literary  indigestion.  I 
played  up  to  all  their 
bait  on  current  topics; 
current  poetry;  we  wander- 
ed into  ancient  lore  and 
down  the  ages,  till  I  felt  like  a  worm — book- 
worm, you  understand — and  no  man.  I  was  on 
the  point  of  crawling  from  that  chamber  of 
horrors,  when  Althea  swum  into  my  ken.  And 
she  is  a  star.  But  I  beat  you  fellows  all  to  a 
finish.  We  didn't  talk  at  all.  We  just  danced. 
It  was  the  most   perfect   silence   I've  ever  enjoyed." 


Make  Your  Own 
Furniture 


t: 


iHINK  of  the  thousands  of  new 
summer  cottages  which  will  be  taking 
shape  all  over  our  beautiful  country- 
side and  beside  lake,  river  and  mountain 
in  the  next  few  weeks.  And  each  of  these 
little  temporary  homes  will  require  furni- 
ture and  fittings  suited  to  its  location  and 
the  needs  of  its  occupants. 


If  you  are  one  of  these  fortunate  build- 
ers, have  you  given  a  thought  to  how  easily 
you  could  make  your  own  furniture  rather 
than  purchase  the  ordinary  cheap  articles 
which  are  so  prevalent  in  the  summer 
bungalow?  Think,  also,  of  the  saving  in 
dollars,  for  even  the  poorest  of  furniture 
in  these  days  requires  a  considerable  out- 
lay. 

Beginning  in  the  June  Number,  there 
will  be  a  series  of  articles  on  the  making 
of  furniture,  the  first  telling  the  beginner 
how  to  go  about  his  work,  what  woods  to 
buy  and  what  tools  he  will  require.  Each 
succeeding  article  will  give  plans  and 
designs  and  complete  instructions  for  the 

making    of    different 

pieces  of  furniture. 


Mrs.  Clarendon  was  a  pale  gray  by  now.  Her 
breath  was  coming  in  short  gasps,  as  she  watched 
them  drain  her  priceless  nectar  with  awful  In- 
difference, and  then  rise  with  one  accord. 

"Where  are  you  going?"  she  whispered  faint- 
ly. 

"To  Althea's,"  they  cried  in  chorus.  "We're 
in  to  the  finish." 


Jath.  led  cari  I  ds  parch .9 


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Canadian    nome    journal. 


l,k\'oos  in   (lie 

w. 


DOTS 
By  George  W.  Perkins 

How  Canadian  Parks  Can  Contribute  to  the  Health 
and  Happiness  of  the  Children  of  the 

!  :; '  ■  ■ /n 


The  article  which  the  CANADIAN  HOME  JOURNAL  prints  herewith 
was  written  by  George  W.  Perkins,  President  New  York  State  Commission 
of  the  Palisades  Interstate  Park.  Mr.  Perkins  is  known  throughout  the 
North  American  Continent  as  the  projector  of  the  most  important  park 
development  ever  attempted.  In  addition  to  his  many  contributions  to 
social  service  and  his  busy  political  life,  Mr.  Perkins  has  found  time  to 
develop  the  Palisades  Park  as  the  most  widely  used  and  most  socially 
grounded  park  development  on  the  continent.  It  is  in  the  suggestiveness 
of  the  matter — in  what  Canadians  can  do  in  the  same  direction  with  their 
own  parks — that  Mr.  Perkins'  article  becomes  an  important  contribution 
to  the  social  welfare  of  Canadian  children. — The  Editor. 


The  problem  in  national  arithmetic:    Tenement  boys  minus  sunlight,  fresh  air, 

wholesome  play,  plus  forest  land,  trees,  rocks,  lakes,  plus  food,  leadership,  etc., 

equal  good  citizenship. 


Sturdy   bodies — steady  hands — keen  minds.     These  are  products 
use  of  forest  lands  for  recreation. 


the 


JUST  suppose  your  father  was 
dead  and  your  mother  worked 
in  a  factory  all  day  to  support 
you  and  your   brothers  and  sisters. 

Just  suppose  that  when  school 
closed  you  had  to  sell  newspapers 
late  into  the  night  in  order  to  help 
mother  so  that  there  would  be 
enough  food  for  all  the  little  mouths 
at  home. 

Just  suppose  that  you  were  some- 
times hungry  and  that  you  knew  that 
mother  and  the  others  were  hungry 
too,  because  there  was  not  enough 
money  to   feed   everyone. 

Just  suppose  that  you  watched  with 
wistful  eyes  how  other  children 
played  and  you  could  not  play  as  hard 
because  you  were  not  strong. 

Just  suppose  one  day  during  the 
hot  summer,  you  were  suddenly  taken 
away  from  the  hot  city  streets,  and  put 
on  board   a  steamboat  or  a  train. 

Just  suppose  that  as  soon  as  you 
arrived  you  were  placed  on  a  real 
automobile  and  whisked  away 
through  wonderful  mountain  scenes 
until  you  arrived  at  a  beautiful  gem- 
like lake. 

Just  suppose  that  there  was  real 
food  three  times  a  day  and  bathing 
in    the    clear   lake, — not   off   the   dock. 

Just  suppose  that  there  were  real 
ball  games — without  any  "Bobbies" 
to   chase  you. 


Just  suppose  that  you  could  run 
about  on  the  cool  grass  in  your  bare 
feet  without  stumbling  over  the  "Keep 
Off  the  Grass"  sign. 

Just  suppose  you  heard  real  birds 
singing  and  went  rowing  and  hiking 
and  you  sat  around  a  real  wood  fire — 
and  you  did  not  have  to  turn  your 
head  to  see  whether  the  "Bobby"  was 
after  you. 

Just  suppose  that  you,  who  read 
this,  are  a  stockholder  in  a  corpora- 
tion which  has  for  its  chief  purpose, 
whisking  away  little  boys  and  girls  on 
a  magic  carpet  from  their  wretched 
tenement  environments  to  a  paradise, 
would  you  not  feel  as  though  the 
dividends  in  happiness,  strength  and 
inspiration  were  worth  more  to  you 
than  the  returns  from  corporations 
whose  sole  object  is  producing  profits? 
The  corporation  engaged  in  the 
business  of  making  people  strong  and 
happy  in  this  way  has  for  its  stock- 
holders every  citizen  of  the  State  of 
New  York  and  New  Jersey  and  the 
name  of  the  corporation  is  the  Pali- 
sades Interstate  Park. 

This  corporation  to  promote  happi- 
ness has  shown  the  way  to  engage  in 
the  business  of  bringing  smiles  to  sad 
faces,  sparkle  to  children's  eyes,  the 
ruddy  glow  of  health  to  pallid  cheeks. 


4BHT   ^tfd  . 


Some  forest  land — a  bit  of  ingenuity.     Presto!  a  joy  forever. 


Children,  like  trees,  grow  straight  and  beautiful  if  nurtured  properly. 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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H 


OW  would  you,  as  a  citizen  of 


stockholder  in  such  an  *  enter- 
prise? If  you  would — you  could, 
by  utilizing  the  public  parks  of 
the  Province  in  the  way  in  which 
the  Palisades  Park  has  been  used 
and  developed  by  the -people  of 
the  States  of  New  York  and  New 
Jersey. 

The  Commissioners  of  the 
Palisades  Park  are  trustees  of 
land  set  aside  for  park  purposes. 
They  are  unpaid  and  non-parti- 
san public  spirited  citizens  ap- 
pointed by  the  Governor.  It  is 
interesting  to  note  here  that 
while  this  work  is  being  done 
under  the  auspices  of  the  State, 
only  45  per  cent,  of  the  money 
spent  on  its  development  during 
the  past  twenty  years  has  come 
from  the  States,  while  55  per 
cent,  has  been  donated  by  private 
individuals. 

Thus  the  State  receives  through 
private  donation  money  from  in- 
terested citizens  to  further  this 
work. 

THE  little  lad  of  whom  we 
speak  is  only  one  of  nearly 
60,000  who  spent  an  average  of 
eight  days  each  in  the  section  of 
the  park  during  the  1919  season. 
Throughout  the  park,  the  lakes, 
many  of  which  have  been  made 
by  the  commission,  have  been  de- 
veloped into  little  summer  com- 
munities, for  under-privileged 
children.  Here  in  rustic  pavilions 
which  jut  out  into  the  lake,  the 
children  live.  These  cabins  have 
been  built  of  the  dead  chestnut 
in  the  forests  of  the  park  and 
have  been  constructed  with  a 
view  to  all  the  comforts  consist- 
ent with  real  camping.  The 
children  sleep  in  these  cabins, 
sheltered  by  the  glistening  pines. 
The  types  of  children  who  come 
are  best  indicated  by  a  few  of  the 
names  of  organizations  which 
have  camping  privileges  in  the 
park:  namely,  Association  for 
Improving  the  Condition  of  the 
Poor,  with  its  under-nourished 
children  from  homes  of  poverty; 
Industrial  School  for  Destitute 
and  Homeless  Orphans;  Big 
Brother  .movement  with  its  group 
of  children  who  were  recruited 
from  the  juvenile  courts  and  evil 
environments  of  city  streets;  the 
Hebrew  Orphan  Asylum  where  those 
deprived  of  the  loving  care  of  natural 
parents  found  pleasant  contrast  to  the 
monotony  of  their  institutional  life — 
and  forty  other  institutions  of  this 
kind. 

Suffice  it  to  say,  that,  through  the 
careful  planning  of  the  commission, 
Che  orphan,  the  crippled,  the  blind, 
the  aged,  the  overworked  factory  girl, 
the  tired  tenement  mother  and  the 
lusty  boy  scout  have  all  found  accom- 
modations  in   this  State    playground. 


campers.  It  has  long  been  appar- 
ent to  those  interested  in  the  out- 
of-doors  that  not  infrequently  the 
beneficent  effects  of  out-of-door 
life  is  vitiated  by  the  poor  selec- 
tion and  poor  quality  of  camp 
food.  To  obviate  this,  the  com- 
mission has  made  a  careful  study 
of  the  food  needs  of  children  liv- 
ing an  out-of-door  life.  A  stand- 
ard dietary  was  therefore  pre- 
pared which  provided  each  child 
a  minimum  of  2,500  calories  of 
food  per  day.  The  large  food 
manufacturing  facilities  at  Bear 
.Mountain  Inn,  operated  by  the 
commission,  were  then  harnessed 
to  'this  service  and  food  for  most 
of  the  camps  is  prepared  at  Bear 
Mountain  Inn  and  sent  in  heat- 
retaining  vessels  to  the  camps  by 
automobile,  most  of  the  camps 
being  seventeen  miles  from  the 
Inn.  Three  years  of  this  system 
has  verified  its  practicability  and 
value  and  it  is  not  surprising  to 
learn  that  this  co-ordination  on  a 
large  scale  has  made  it  possible 
to  supply  21  meals  per  week  per 
child  for  $4.  Thus  the  tempera- 
ment of  cooks,  the  lack  of  uni- 
formity in  the  manner  of  the 
food  they  prepare  and  the  waste 
in  small  kitchens  have  all  been 
dissipated. 

The  Road  to  Paradise. 

THE  accessibility  of  the  Pali- 
sades Park  to  more  than 
half  of  the  population  of  the  city 
of  New  York  makes  it  of  peculiar 
importance  as  a  recreational 
area.  Yet  even  such  accessibility 
with  the  high  cost  of  traveling, 
would  make  this  an  unattainable 
paradise  if  it  were  not  for  the 
fact  that  the  commission  has 
through  various  methods,  made 
It  possible  for  its  campers  to 
come  to  any  camp  in  the  park 
for  a  low  fare. 


o 


Fifty  orphans  from  a  camp  out  for  a  hike  on  the  park  drive. 


How  They  Live  in  Paradise.- 
'  I  v  HESE  camps  are  all  under  the 
■*  supervision  of  people  expert  and 
capable  in  the  art  of  making  children 
happy.  Definite  programmes  are 
followed,  which  encourage  habits  of 
cleanliness  and  the  formation  of  good 
character  building.  The  central 
theme  of  life  in  a  camp  is  the  happi- 
ness of  the  child,  thus  ample  pro- 
vision is  made  for  rowing,  swimming, 
games,  story-telling,  hikes,  moving 
pictures,  etc. 


The  health  of  this  huge  army  re- 
quires the  constant  application  of 
every  principle  of  hygiene  which  the 
commission  observes  scrupulously,  at 
the  same  time  developing  life-saving 
corps,  teaching  children  to  swim  and 
giving  them  the  rudiments  of  life  in 
the  open  for  the  protection  of  the 
body  as  well  as  its  development. 
Feeding  the  Babes. 

ONE     of    the    interesting    develop- 
ments   in    the    co-ordination    of 
the   work   has   been   in   the   feeding  of 


Some   Angels  in   Paradise. 

F  course,  all  of  the  angels  in 
this  paradise  are  not  the 
children.  There  are  many  per- 
sons whose  interest  in  the  park 
is  so  great  that  they  devote  a 
good  part  of  their  time  to  mak- 
ing these  children  happy  with  no 
hope  or  expectation  of  reward. 
Thus  We  have  had  prominent 
song  leaders,  who  have  conducted 
songs  with  the  children;  the  band  of 
the  Hebrew  orphan  asylum  spent  the 
entire  summer  in  camp  playing  on 
the  lakes  for  the  children;  a  promi- 
nent Russian  violinist,  Miss  Nathalie 
Boshko,  devoted  her  entire  summer 
playing  in  the  working  girls'  camps; 
a  talented  harpist  and  vocalist,  Miss 
Ruth  'Linrud,  spent  her  entire  sum- 
mer going  from  camp  to  camp 
bringing  the  pleasure  of  the  best 
music  to  those  who  have  had  little  or 

(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE    62.) 


The  Y.W.C.A.  camp  at  early  morning  exercise  in  the  Palisades  Park. 


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"I  have  been  educating  Harold." 


THIRD  PHASE 

Isabel  Ecclestone  Mackay 

ILLUSTRATED  BY  MARION  LONG 


In  Which  Evelina  Resolves  Never  Again  to  Believe  in  Womankind 


TOW  foolish  it  is  to  think  of 
nothing-  but  young  men!  How 
unnecessary  to  think  of  young 
then  at  all — or  old  men  either 
for  that  matter. 

A      woman     who      is     truly     a 
woman      should      be      self-suffic- 
ing.       Miss     Robson      says     that 
until      women     are     self-sufficing 
they     will     never    get    anywhere. 
And    I   agree   with   her. 
Father    said.    "Where    do    they    want    to    get?" 
Miss    Robson    just    gave    him    that    delicious    little 
smile  of  hers. 

Women  are  all  over  the  place  now."  said 
father. 

Not  yet,  but  soon,"  said  Miss  Robson,  and  then 
she  blushed  and  looked  so  distressed.  She  hadn't 
realized  that  it  was  slang.  Henrietta  (she  lets 
me  call  her  Henrietta  when  we  are  alone)  never 
uses  slang.  She  despises  it  and  besides  in  her 
position  it  would  never  do.  She  is  English  and 
Moderns  at  the  SI  miliar  Girls'  School  and  of 
course  those  little  wretches  would  just  love  to 
catch  her  out.  "Catch  her  out"  is  slang  too,  I 
suppose,   but    it    doesn't    matter   in   a   diary. 

C  '-\  months  ago  after  Mr,  Andison  went  away, 
^  I  felt  awfully  fed  up  I  mean  l  felt  very  tired 
of  diaries;  but  sine,  I  have  known  Henrietta  I 
have  felt  more  and  more  the  necessity  of  writing 
about    her       One    can    talk,   of   course,    but    often 

people   do   not    see,,,    i,,    take   a    vital    int. -rest.      They 

would  if  they  knew  Henrietta  as  well  as  1  do. 
Rut  she  has  few    nit  imates 

I  count  mj  friendship  with  her  as  my  greatest 
privilege.  She  is  a  wonderful  woman.  Really  she 
Is  the  most  fascinating  thing!  And  her  mind! 
Her  mind  is  marvelous  it  makes  ordinary  people 
feel  quite  ashamed  of  theirs.  Even  /  feel  quite 
diffident  at  times  And  thai  i  why,  although  we 
are  so  intimate,  i  have  nevei  told  her  about  tins 
diary  or  about  it  being  a  hlstorj  of  mj  heart:  l 
am  sure  she  would  not  approvi  of  a  hear)  having 
any  history;  not  until  it  was  ;i  very  mature  heart 
anyway.  And  no  doubt  she  wool. I  despise  my 
weakness  with  regard  to  Mr  Andison,  it  was 
weakness.  I  realize  thai  now.  But  i  was  so 
young  it  is  fully  six  months  ago  And  he  really 
was  a   personality       Even  father  admits  that. 

Oh.    what    a    blot!       I    knew    1    shouldn't    have    I" 
gun   to   write  ahout    .Mr     Andison.       Even    now    I    feel 
like   crying   sometimes   when    I   think   of   him.       He 

was  so — so  different,     i  never  saw' him  after  that 


last  lesson.  liut  on  the  day  he  left  town  he  called 
and  gave  mother  a  little  parcel  for  me.  Such  a 
darling  chain  of  silver  and  blue  enamel,  with  the 
duckiest  little  blue  enamel  heart.  Father  says  it 
is  very  old  and  probably  valuable.  He  didn't 
altogether  like  my  taking  it.  Rut  mother  said  it 
was  quite  all  right. 

"There  are  icajis  of  giving  things!"  said  mother. 
And   father  said   "Hum!" 

LOVE  that  blue  enamel  chain,  even  if  it  is 
■*■  weakness.       But    I    am    not    wearing    it    just 

now.  It  is  part  of  the  Past.  Part,  I  might  say, 
of  my  girlhood,  for  I  am  a  woman  now.  And  a 
woman,  thanks  to  Henrietta  Robson,  with  a  grow- 
ing sense  of  the  glorious  mission  of  womanhood. 
1  doubt  if  anyone  save  myself  realizes  the  change 
in  me.  Even  mother  does  not  seem  to  see  much 
difference.  These  psychic  changes  are  most  subtle 
things.  I  tried  to  explain  it  to  mother.  But  she 
misunderstood  entirely.  I  had  been  talking  about 
my  increased  sense  of  responsibility  and  my  en- 
larged outlook,  hoping  to  give  her  some  idea  of 
how  far  I  had  progressed,  but  her  only  response 
was  to  offer  to  let  me  take  over  the  housekeeping 
for  a  month  or  two. 

"I  don't  think  you  are  quite  ready'  for  it  yet, 
Lina,"  she  said,  "but  if  you  feel  that  way  I  don't 
mind  letting  you  try — and  I  shall  be  here,  jof 
course,  if  you  need  me." 

Fancy! 

I  had  to  explain  that  housekeeping,  as  such, 
was  a  very  small  thing.  And  that  one  of  the  mis- 
takes of  women  in  the  past  had  been  the  undue 
magnifying  of  its  importance.  I  could  do  it,  of 
course,  if  I  felt  it  worth  while.  Running  a  house 
must  be  child's  play  to  a  capable  woman.  One 
simply  evolves  a  system  and  sticks  to  it.  It  should 
be  quite  easy.  Henrietta  says  it  is  really  pitiful 
the  way  old-fashioned  housekeepers  dissipate 
their  energies. 

HENRIETTA  did  not  mean  to  refer  to  mother 
as  one  who  dissipates  her  energies.  She 
thinks  mother  is  rather  a  wonder.  And  she  is 
quite  fond  of  her  But  When  they  are  together 
they  never  argue  or  reason — they  just  talk.  .And 
one  day  mother  actually  offered  to  teach  Henrhtt  i 
to  knit.  Fancy!  1  explained  to  mother  that 
teaching  the  "English  and  Moderns"  of  St.  Hilliar 
School  to  knit  would  he  like  using  Niagara  to  turn 
a    child's  wind-mill- I   mean   mill-wheel. 


A  WEEK  later. 
**■  I  have  been  reading  this  over  and  I  find  that 
1  have  not  yet  explained  Henrietta — her  presence 
in  our  small  town,  I  mean.  Naturally,  there  are 
not  many  like  her  here.  She  came  to  us  with  the 
establishing  of  the  St.  Hilliar  School  for  girls.  It 
is  a  very  select  school.  The  Miss  St.  Hilliars  are 
English  ladies  who  bought  the  Lyttleton  place  and 
turned  it  into  a  school,  boarding  and  day,  run  on 
the  best  English  lines.  It  is  something  quite  new 
for  this  part  of  the  country  and  many  people  said 
it  would  never  do.  They  said  that  Canada  was 
far  too  democratic  and  that  there  is  no  real  aris- 
tocracy here.  But  St.  Hilliar  has  a  long  waiting 
list  already.      And   the  girls  swank   it   frightfully. 

All  the  teachers  in  the  school  are  English,  ex- 
cept one  who  is  French,  and,  although  it  seems 
odd,  I  don't  believe  I  ever  met  real  English  people 
before.  There  are  plenty  of  people  in  town  who 
speak  with  what  we  always  thought  was  an  Eng- 
lish accent.  But  the  St.  Hilliar  ladies  speak  quite 
differently.  Their  accent  makes  the  other  kind 
sound  affected  and  absurd. 

X.B. — I  am  glad  now  that   mother  would   never 
let  me  try  to  talk  like  that.     "You  are  a  Canadian. 
Lina."    she    said,    "be    content    to    talk    like    one 
Mother  often  has  quite  sensible  ideas. 

But  to  get  back  to  Henrietta.  It  was  her  de- 
lightful voice  which  attracted  me  to  her  at  first — 
afterwards  it  was  the  things  she  said.  I  had  many 
opportunities  of  meeting  her  because  the  town 
made  quite  a  little  social  flutter  over  the  arrival 
of  the  St.  Hilliar  ladies.  They  are  all  nice  and 
unusual,  but  both  mother  and  1  like  Miss  Robson 
best;  my  only  trouble  is  that  she  is  kept  so  busy 
at  that  horrid  school  and  I  am  rather  rushed  too 
helping  mother  for  we  have  done  a  lot  of  enter- 
taining lately  on  account  of  Uncle  .lack,  who  has 
to  be  livened  up. 

I  HAVEN'T  written  about  Uncle  .lack  before,  so. 
although  he  isn't  very  important.  1  had  better 
say  that  he  is  mother's  youngest  brother  who  is 
an  experimental  chemist  or  something  and  has 
had  his  eyes  hurt  by  an  explosion.  He  came  down 
a  month  ago  to  visit  us  and  to  rest  his  eyes  He  is 
nice,  of  course,  and  would  be  good-looking  if  it 
weren't  for  his  dark  glasses  But  I  can't  say  that 
he  is  much  fun.  When  I  say  anything  particularly 
striking  he  has  the  horridest  way  of  whistling  a 
note  or  two  in  an  enquiring  manner  which  is 
nothing  less  than  rude.  Otherwise  he  is  rather 
quiet   and  old-fogeyish.     All  the  girls  are  frightfully 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


disappointed  in  him.  He  simply  won't  play  tennis, 
and  declares  that  his  brai,n  is  still  too  sound  for 
golf.  The  only  exercise  he  seems  to  care  for  is 
walking.  He  walks  and  walks.  Katherine  Ripley, 
who  isn't  easily  discouraged,  offered  to  walk  with 
him  once.-  But  she  only  succeeded  in  spoiling  her 
boots  and  her  temper.  She  says  he  forgot  she  was 
there. 

I  have  walked  with  him,  too,  and  I  know  what 
she  means.  But  being  his  niece  I  have  to  put  up 
with  it,  I  want  to  be  nice  to  him  for  mother's  sake, 
but  I  must  admit  I  find  him  hard  to  talk  to.  He 
won't  talk.  One  day  I  asked  him  why.  And  he 
said  he  was  too  busy  thinking.  I  asked  him  gently 
if  that  were  not  rather  selfish.  I  did  a  lot  of 
thinking  myself,  I  said,  but  I  did  not  let  it  inter- 
fere with  my  conversation.  He  said,  "Quite  so" 
and  whistled  that  horrid  little  tune  which  always 
seems  to  end  in  a  question  mark.  Then,  seeing 
how  rude  I  thought  him,  he  tried  to  smooth  things 
over  by  adding,  "Time  enough  yet,  Lina.  You'll 
get  to  the  thinking  stage  soon  enough."  Even 
after  that  I  was  patient  with  him — on  account  of 
mother. 

"You  make  the  usual  mistake,  Uncle  Jack,"  I 
said  coldly.  "Because  I  am  a  woman  you  look 
upon  me  as  your  mental  inferior.  You  are  mis- 
taken. My  reasoning  powers  are  fully  equal  to 
your  own." 

I  saw  that  he  was  going  to  whistle,  so  I  went 
on  rapidly. 

"Women  have  been  kept  in  bondage  so  long," 
I  explained,  "that  for  the  ordinary  man's  attitude 
there  is  some  excuse.  But  there  is  no  excuse  for 
a  man  whose  privilege  it  might  be  to  associate 
with  a  woman  like  Henrietta  Robson — " 

"Do  you  think  she  would?"   asked   Uncle  Jack 
unexpectedly. 
"Would  what?" 
"Associate  with  me?" 

"I'm  sure  she  would  do  her  best."  I  told  him. 
"Though,  since  you  ask  me.  I  admit  that  she  is 
used  to  the  company  of  very  brilliant  people." 

"She  might  like  a  change,"  said  Uncle  Jack 
hopefully. 

I  did  not  wish  to  discourage  him.  So  I  said  that 
Henrietta  found  one  of  her  greatest  joys  in  being 
of  use  to  people.  "Look  what  she  has  done  for 
me,"  I  said.  "Changed  me  in  a  few  short  weeks 
from  a  silly  giggling  girl  into  a  serious,  determined 
woman.  But  on  you,  so  far,  she  seems  to  have 
had  no  effect  at  all.  You  have  talked  with  her, 
you  have  heard  her  speak  in  public,  and  in  private 
you  have  heard  her  simply  wipe  the  floor  with 
father  on  the  woman  question,  yet  you  remain 
entirely  unchanged.  It  shows  that  you  have  a 
closed  mind,  and  a  closed  mind  soon  becomes  a 
dead  mind." 

His  lips  began  to  pucker  up,  but  I  rushed  on 
determinedly.  "Take  her  views  on  the  question 
of   marriage — "  ""  * 

Just     here     my     boot 

lace    came    untied    and, 

would    you    believe    it? 

— he  never  offered  to  tie 

It.     But  I  could  see  that 

my    words    had    stirred 

him.     He  looked  almost 

eager. 

"Yes — go       on!"       he 

said.    "Let's  take  them." 
"Take   what?" 
"Miss  Robson's  views 

on    marriage." 

"Oh,  yes.     Well,  they 

are    simply    fascinating. 

They  have  given  me  an 

entirely  new  conception 

of    the    whole    matter." 
I  glanced  at  him  un- 
der    my     eyelashes     be- 
cause    I     have     noticed 

that     whenever    a    girl 

begins    to    speak    about 

views   on    marriage,    all 

her    relatives    begin    to 

sit  up  and   take  notice. 

And    I    was    right,    for 

Uncle  Jack  had  quite  a 

human    and     interested 

expression — except     for 

his    glasses.       He    even 

condescended  to  prompt 

me — 

"New — in  what  way?" 
"Oh — just  new.    Hen- 
rietta   sees,    of    course, 

that    it's   all   wrong,    as 

at    present    constituted, 

I    mean.       She    doesn't 

exactly   object   to   mar- 
riage, as  marriage." 
"What    does   she    ob- 

pect  to  it  as?" 

THIS  was  a  trifle 
difficult:  Uncle 
Jack  has  a  provoking 
way  of  asking  questions 
which  are  different 
from  what  one  expects. 
Naturally,  I  could  not 
tell  him  offhand  and  in 
one  word  just  all  the 
complicated  objections 
to  marriage  which  have 
been  formulated  by  the 
brightest  minds  of  our 
pioneer  women!  I  ex- 
plained  this. 

"Hang  your  brightest 
minds!"  said  Uncle 
Jack  quite  violently. 
"We  were  talking  about 
H  e  n  t  i — about  Miss 
Robson,        not        about 


pioneer  women.  Why  do  girls  never  by  any  chance 
keep  to  the  subject?  What  I  want  to  know  is, 
what  has  she  got  against  marriage — anything 
personal?  Anything  to  prevent  her  marrying, 
herself?" 

"Henrietta  will  never  marry,"  I  said  firmly. 
"She  could  never,  never  submit  to  the  present 
humiliating  conditions.  And  neither  could  I.  I 
have  quite  decided." 

I  expected  that  this  would  bring  a  torrent  of 
remonstrance.  But  Uncle  Jack  was  looking  ab- 
stracted. 

"Imagine  me  marrying  any  of  the  men  I  meel 
around  here?"  I  went  on.  Then,  as  I  saw  a 
whistle  coming,  "Imagine  a  woman  like  Miss 
Robson   married   to  a   man   like   Dr.   Morris — " 

"What?"  said  Uncle  Jack.  He  said  it  so  sud- 
denly and  so  loudly  that  I  jumped,  but  his  very 
agitation   proved   my   point. 

"Even  you  can  sec  how  distressing  such  an  idea 
would   be."    I   added    mildly. 

"Morris  is  an  ass!" 

"Please  don't  be  violent,  Uncle  Jack.  I>r 
Morris  may  be  an  ass  but  he  wants  to  marry 
Henrietta.     Anyone  can  see  that." 

"But  she — does  she- — " 

'She  does  not,"  I  assured  him  with  coldness. 
"She  wouldn't  think  of  it." 

Uncle  Jack  came  a  little  nearer  to  me.  He  even 
put  his  hand  on  my  arm  in  a  kind  of  coaxing 
way,  for  which  I  could  see  no  reason. 

"Lina,"  he  said,  "you're  an  observant  kid — 
sometimes.  Can  you  toll  me  what  it  is  that  she 
dislikes  about  Morris?" 

"He  wears  spats!"  I  said. 

The  moment  I  had  said  it,  I  saw  what  I  had 
done!  What  could  I  have  been  thinking  of  to 
blunder  like  that?  It  was  true,  of  course.  I 
knew  by  instinct  that  it  was  Dr.  Morris's  spats 
which  Henrietta  simply  couldn't  stand.  But  I 
ought  to  have  been  shot  before  I  would  have  ad- 
mitted it.  Somehow  it  sounded  so — so  trivial. 
Uncle  Jack  would  be  sure  to  whistle.  But  he 
didn't.  He  didn't  seem  to  notice  what  an  opening: 
I  had  given  him.  Instead  he  seemed  more  ab- 
stracted than  ever  and  muttered  something  which 
sounded  like  "Sensible  girl." 

I  drew  a  breath  of  relief.  But  it  had  been  a 
near  thing  and  I  could  not  feel  quite  easy,  so  I 
added  hastily.  "I'm  really  not  competent  to  ex- 
plain things  to  you  quite  fully.  Uncle  Jack,  but 
I'll  ask  Henrietta  to  tell  you  herself  just  how  she 
looks  upon  marriage.  She  won't  mind.  She  never 
spares  herself  where  the  good  of  the  cause  is  in 
question.  If  I  can  assure  her  that  you  are  inter- 
i  sted — " 

"You  can."  said  Uncle  Jack. 

I  felt  that  my  words  had  not  been  wasted. 

Mem,n — To  ask  H.  to  speak  to  U.  J. 


•  "  'If  yau  don't  go,  she  will,'  I  told  him  bluntly." 


13 

A      WEEK  later. 

**■       Sometimes  I  think  that  I  do  not  quite  under 
stand   Henrietta  and  yet  she  seems  so  simple,   so 
single   souled.      I  could   swear  that  she   cares   for 
nothing  save  the  sacred  cause  of  womanhood,  yet 
there  are  inconsistencies  that  puzzle  me. 

1  have  asked  her  to  explain  her  views  on  mar- 
riage to  Uncle  Jack,  and  she  has  refused.  I  can't 
understand  it.  I  explained  to  her  how  interested 
he  was  becoming  and  how  eager  he  was  to  have 
her  explain  personally  how  she  felt  about  this 
important  question — and  she  actually  tried  to 
change  the  subject.  It  is  the  first  time  I  have  ever 
known  Henrietta  to  shrink  from  any  kind  of 
pioneer  work. 

I  told  her  I   realized  that  it  would  not  be  pleat- 
ant  or  easy  to  argue  with  anyone  as  pig-headed  as 
Uncle    Jack,    but    I    gently    reminded    her    that    we 
women    must    be    willing    to    do    unpleasant    work 
occasionally — spade  work,  as  it  were. 

But  she  still  seemed  strangely  reluctant  to  d>> 
spade  work  on  Uncle  Jack. 

"You   see,    1   know   him   so  well!"   she   objected. 
I   pointed  out  that  this  circumstance  was  favor- 
able rather  than  otherwise.     "You  can  talk  to  him 
Intimately  in  a  way  you  could  not  possibly  do  to  a 
stranger,"   I  said. 

But  she  set  her  lips  in  that  rather  adorable  was 
she  has  and  said,  "If  you  don't  mind,  Lina,  I'd 
rather  not." 

I  did  mind,  I  minded  very  much,  not  for  my 
own  sake,  nor  for  the  sake  of  Uncle  Jack  (who 
doesn't  count,  really)  but  for  her  own  sake  en- 
tirely. Henrietta  has  always  seemed  so  finelj 
brave — so  unafraid.  I  understand  that  once  she 
spoke  quite  firmly  to  a  bishop  who  was  a  terrible 
reactionary.  I  am  not  English  Church  myselt. 
but  Katherine  Ripley  is,  and  she  says  that  speak- 
ing firmly  to  a  bishop  takes  some  spunk.  In  fact, 
spunk  is  the  one  thing  which  Katherine  admits 
that  Henrietta  has.  And  now  if  she  finds  out  thai 
Henrietta  is  afraid  of  Uncle  Jack  I  shall  feel  too 
humiliated!  And  she  is  the  kind  of  girl  who  finds 
things  out  by  instinct. 

Katherine,  I  am  sorry  to  say,  is  the  only  one  in 
our  set  who  has  not  come  under  Miss  Robson's 
influence.  She  admits  that  she  is  pretty  and  that 
her  voice  is  delightful  and  that  she  has  stunning 
goorl  style.  But  farther  than  that  she  won't  go. 
She  says  that  those  three  things  are  the  ultimate 
anyway.  I  am  disappointed  in  Katherine.  She 
is  so  frivolous  herself  that  it  warps  her  judgment, 
and  I  haven't  forgiven  her  for  the  cartoon  she 
drew  of  Henrietta  in  which  she  (Henrietta)  is 
depicted  as  ascending  a  triumphal  staircase  every 
step  of  which  is  a  man's  head.  And  the  faces  of 
the  men  are  all  vaguely  familiar — Professor 
Black,  Dr.  Morris,  Mr.  Wallace  and  even  Uncle 
Jack.  Under  the  cartoon  is  printed  Miss  Robson's 
beautiful  motto,  "Every  step  upward!" 

I  didn't  laugh. 
I      pointed      out      to 
Katherine    that    things 
like  that  are  only  clever 
when  they  are  true. 

"Then     that     is     the 

cleverest  thing  I've  ever 

done!"    said    Katherine. 

We  did  not  speak  for 

a  week  after  that. 

But  I  am  worried, 
really  worried. 

NEXT  day. 
I  have  spoken  to 
mother  about  it.  About 
Henrietta  acting  so 
strangely  I  mean.  To 
my  surprise,  mother 
did  not  seem  to  think 
it  at  all  odd. 

"But,  mother,"  I  said, 
"can  you  see  any  reason 
why  she  should  not 
wish  to  explain  her 
views  on  marriage  to 
Uncle  Jack?" 

Mother  took  up  her 
sock  and  began  to  knit. 
"Why  yes,  I  can,  Lina." 
she  said.  "I  think  her 
reason  is  quite  plain. 
She  does  not  wish .  to 
give  your  Uncle  Jack 
the  opportunity  of  ex- 
plaining his  views  on 
marriage   to    her." 

THIS  was  a  new  ami 
rather  disturbing 
viewpoint.  I  hadn't 
thought  about  Uncle 
Jack's  views.  Even  if 
he  had  any  they  were 
sure  to  be  wrong.  Now 
it  was  evident  that 
mother  had  also  felt  a 
doubt  as  to  Henrietta's 
courage. 

"Do  you  think  she's 
afraid?"  I  asked  point 
blank. 

"I  think  it  very 
likely." 

"But    she    has    n< 
been   afraid!      Not   even 
of  a  bishop." 

Mother  shrugged  her 
shoulders  Mother  is 
very  clannish.  I  should- 
n't be  surprised  if  she 
thinks  Uncle  Jack  quit- 
as  important  as  the 
Pope. 

"But  it's  absurd'"  I 
went  on.      "Uncle  JacV 

I  CONTINUED    ON    PAOE        1 


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N  Canada  the  increased  desire  for 
country    life    has    of    late    given 

Trise  to  an  enormous  demand  for 
J     modest  but  well  designed  country 
and   suburban   houses. 

For  a  house — small  or  of 
medium  size — the  prime  requi- 
site is  simplicity.  Obviously  a 
"one  material"  house  is  more 
simple  and  satisfying  to  the  eye 
than  a  house  built  of  stone, 
brick,  stucco  and  shingles.  Besides  being  more 
economical,  the  "one  material"  house  gains  in 
character  and  dignity,  for  in  working  simply  in" 
material  there  is  less  temptation  to  intro- 
duce meaningless  ornaments,  showy  paint  and 
superfluous  mouldings.  When  possible,  the 
materials  to  be  obtained  in  the  neighborhood  are 
the   most  appropriate. 

The  second  requisite  for  suburban  houses  is 
•i"  attractive  form.  They  should  never  be  built 
on  the  plan  of  a  square.  A  comparison  of  a 
square  house  of  a  given  area  with  one  that  is 
oblong  and  of  the  same  area  will  show  that  the 
oblong  house  not  only  gains  in  general  -exterior 
appearance,  but  permits  of  more  exposure  in  the 
rooms. 

The  third  requisite  is  a  study  of  solids  and 
\oids  and  of  grouping-  As  a  rule  the  small  or 
medium  size  house  should  be  low  or  at  least  give 
the  effect  "f  being  low,  A  house  that  sits  high 
is  never  quite  friendly  to  its  garden  or  lawn.  The 
principal  feature  of  the  country  house  is  the 
roof,  sheii,  ring  as  it  does  the  whole  building  and 
[f  properly   handled   conveying  at   once  a  feeling 

Of   homeliness. 

If  you  want  your  house  to  have  some  real 
character,    avoid    pretei  hams,    p    ine 

and    cut    the    superfluous.      It   should   be    significant 
of  and  adapted   to  the   hab  Ife   of  its  oc- 

cupants  and  should  obviou  pu 

A   large   living-room    Is  ihle 

to    the    average    family    than    thi  cut 

to  a  "parlor,"  a  "reception  room"  and  a  use- 
less hall.    The  accompany!)  how  a  b 
which   ha.s   been   planned    to   fulfil   the    Ideas   here 
expressed. 

Knterlng   from    a   large,    airy    veranda    through    a 

vestibule   from  which  opens  a  coat   room,   you   at 

ber     the    large,     well-lighted     living-room. 

!ent  view  of  the  gardens  both   front  and 

can    be    obtained    from   any    portion    of    this 

i. 


A  large  stone  fire-place, 
built  on  the  end  wall  of  the 
room,  gives  a  distinctive 
touch  and  harmonizes  well 
with   the   tout  ensemble. 

The  stairs  ascend  from 
the  corner  of  the  room  op- 
posite the  entrance,  and  be- 
side the  door  leading  to  the 
kitchen  and  the  ample  ser- 
vice porch,  with  its  place 
for  ice-box,  and  an  entrance 
to  tjie  cellar. 

The  kitchen  is  well-light- 
ed by  two  large  windows, 
giving  a  good  cross  draught. 
Ample  wall  surface  gives 
space  for  wink,  ranges,  iron- 
ing  board,   cupboards,    etc. 

The  serving  pantry  is 
supplied  with  cupboards 
and  the  end  toward  the 
window  is  fitted  with  a 
table  and  benches,  making 
an  ideal  dining  alcove  con- 
venient to  the  kitchen  and 
yet  away  from  the  heat  and 
odors  of  the  cooking.  The 
dining  alcove  is  a  feature  of 
the  modern  house  which  is 
becoming  exceedingly  popu- 
lar. It  simplifies  the  serv- 
ing of  the  hurried  break- 
fast and  where  there  are 
small  children.  Is  almost  in- 
dispensable. 

The  dining-room  is  square 
In  plan  and  gives  an  op- 
portunity to  design  a  cir- 
cular ceiling  which  should 
be  very  attractive  and  un- 
usual a.s  well. 

The     first     lloor    has    four 

bedrooms,  a  bathroom  and 
ample  closet  space.  The 
OOm  at  the  right  lias 
open  fire  place,  and  like 
the  other  rooms,  is  well- 
lighted  and  planned  for  the 
easy   placing  of  furniture. 


■  FifUT-  Floor.-  Pl.a 


N- 


•  Cjr.ound-  Floors-Plan 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


15 


Houseckaning  Day 
in  the  Nurser 


TT  seems  natural  to  the  children  to  wash 
-*•  their  toys  with  Ivory  Soap,  for  it  is  Ivory 
that  keeps  the  youngsters  themselves  and  their 
own  dainty  garments  sweet  and  clean. 

The  mildness  and  purity  that  make  Ivory 
Soap  so  safe  for  the  skin  also  make  it  ideal 
for  cleansing  the  most  delicate  textures  and 
articles  which  ordinarily  one  would  not  think 
of  washing. 

Use  Ivory  wherever  and  whenever  soap  is 
needed.  For  the  skin — and  you  never  will 
feel  the  slightest  irritation.  For  dishwashing 
— and  your  hands  will  stay  soft  and  white. 
For  all  kinds  of  laundering — and  your  clothes 
will  look  cleaner  and  last  longer.  For  par- 
ticular cleaning — and  you  can  keep  your 
finest  furnishings  looking  like  new. 


IVORY  SOAP.  .  . 


998*  PURE 


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*!         The 

Amateur 
Gardener's 

Busy 
Month: 


lay 

»  ft/1'    By 

George  Baldwin 
F.R.H.S. 


by  being 
and  pro- 
from    the 


A  good  crop  of  bloom  for 

a    three-year-old   plant   of 

Delphinium. 


THIS  is  the  busiest  month  of  the 
year.      During  the  first  part  of 
the  month  all  kinds  of  annuals 
must    be   sown    in    the   open    ground, 
the    soil    made    fine    and    kept    moist 
and    shaded    from    intense    sun.       A 
cheesecloth      roof     will      accomplish 
wonders,   for  plants  started   in   flats, 
indoors     or     in      frames,      must      be 
gradually    hardened     off, 
exposed    to    the    open    air 
tection    should    be    given 
mid-day  sun. 

The   number  of   plants  now  found 
suitable     for     the     summer     beds     is 
considerable,       which       makes       the 
selection  of  the  most  worthy  no  light 
matter.      The   day    of   the   Geranium 
is   not  yet   past,    for   of  all    summer 
plants  it  is  one  of  the  brightest,  and 
its     reliability     is     beyond     question. 
However,    something    must    be    done 
to   relieve   it  of  its  formal  aspect.      Without  sug- 
gesting   any    particular    plan,    I    mention    a    few 
plants  which    if   judiciously   placed    never   fail   to 
take   away   the   chief   objection   in   a   bed    of   stiff 
and  low  growing  plants.     For  this  purpose  stand- 
ard   grown    plants    are    favorites,    and    standards 
oan    be  had    of   Fuchsias,   Heliotrope,    Geraniums, 
a,nd  lemon  scented   Verbena.      Other  tall   growing 
plants  include  the  brilliant  Cannas,  Nicotiana,  the 
Rilver  leaved  Centaurea  Ragusina,  Lobelia  Cardl- 
nalis,  Salvia   Patens,  and  the  symmetrical  Kochia 
Tricophylla. 

For  charm,  with  easy  management,  we  must 
turn  to  the  many  varieties,  that  are  raised  in  the 
spring,  or  can  be  purchased  for  very  little  at 
planting  time.  All  these  are  seen  at  their  best 
when  designs  of  a  simple  character  are  aimed  at. 
Schemes  that  have  for  their  object  the  massing 
together  of  a  bit  of  plants  differing  in  habit  and 
time  of  flowering  are  seldom  satisfactory;  a  bet- 
ter effect  is  assured  by  planting  each  bed  with 
two  or  three  varieties  that  can  be  relied  upon  to 
bloom  at  one  and  the  same  time.  Asters  are  not 
always  as  good  as  they  might  be,  as  they  have  a 
knack    iti    some    soils    of    failing    completely,    but 


One  of  the  best  blooming  shrubs— Hydrangea  Paniculata. 


where  they  are  known  to  do  well  they  are  use- 
ful. The  single  type  is  now  much  improved,  and 
as  both  sections  are  to  be  had  in  most  of  the 
pleasing  colors,  some  interesting  combinations 
may  be  arranged.  An  effective  way  of  using  two 
varieties  is  to  edge  the  bed  with  Violas  the  same 
color  as  one  in  the  centre. 

DIMORPHOTHECA  AURANTIACA  is  fine 
with  its  orange  scarlet  flowers.  It  is  seen  at 
its  best  on  a  sunny  bank,  or  as  an  edging  to  a 
bed  of  dwarf  white  Antirrhinum.  Nemesias  are 
excellent  bedding  plants,  and  with  the  colors 
ranging  from  cream  to  scarlet,  with  also  a  pleas- 
ing .blue  variety,  nothing  more  is  needed  for  a 
bed  beyond  an  edging  of  Alyssum  Little  Gem,  or 
any  other  dwarf  edging  plant.  Antirrhinums  in 
the  most  brilliant  colors  and  ranging  in  height 
from  six  inches  to  two  feet,  lend  themselves  to 
any  scheme.  A  pleasing  effect  is  gained  by  plant- 
ing round  a  ring  of  Nicotiana  Affinis  a  good 
breadth  of  some  tall,  dark  variety.  Phlox  Drum- 
mondi  is  a  showy  bedder  that  never  appears  to 
more     advantage     than     when     massed     together. 


The     English     Telegraph 

Cucumber    growing    in    a 

home  -  made      greenhouse 

9'  x  12'. 

Verbenas  are  similar  in  habit  of 
growth,  and  seldom  does  a  bed  of 
them  need  any  other  occupant,  for 
if  they  are  kept  neatly  pegged  down 
they  soon  become  a  mass  of  color 
Salvias  make  a  fine  show  when  well 
grown.-  For  this  purpose  the 
variety  Fireball  is  excellent.  French 
and  African  Marigolds  are  not  to 
be  despised,  in  company  with  the 
free  flowering  Cosmos.  Annual 
Chrysanthemums-  are  also  worthy 
of  extensive  planting,  as  they  are 
graceful    and    flower    freely. 

All    the    above    require    a    certain 
amount    of    heat   to    bring   them    on. 
but    there    are    some    showy    annuals 
that     will     give     entire     satisfaction 
sown    in    the   position   in   which   they 
are  to   bloom.     Some  of  the  best  in- 
clude   Clarkias.    Calliopsis,    Godetias. 
Nasturtiums.    Shirley    Poppies,    Bar- 
tonia    Aurea,    Candytuft,    and    Annual    Larkspur, 
and  for  fragrance  the  Virginia  Stock  and  Migno- 
nette should  not  be  overlooked.     The  latter,  when 
planted    near  the  sweet  scented    Ten-week   Stock, 
provides    a    perfume    during    the    warm    summer 
evenings  of  a  delightful  nature. 

Previous  to  planting  out.  see  that  all  tender 
subjects  are  thoroughly  hardened  off,  and  the 
beds  well  dug  and  manured.  If  the  soil  is  dry. 
give  a  good  soaking  with  water  a  day  or  so  before 
planting.  In  the  case  of  all  rank  growing  plants, 
such  as  Geraniums,  Marigolds,  and  Antirrhinums, 
see  that  the  soil  is  not  made  too  rich,  or  growth 
instead   of  flowers  will   be  the  result. 

The  Dahlia  lover  is  often  anxious  about  his 
Dahlia  cuttings,  and  he  may  welcome  a  few  hints 
on  the  matter  just  now.  It  is  of  vital  importance 
that  good  cuttings  be  secured,  nice  short  sturdy 
growths  some  three  inches  long,  and  they  must 
not  be  allowed  to  dry  before  they  are  inserted  in 
the  pots;  any  compost  will  serve  to  strike  them 
in  as  long  as  it  contains  a  goodly  quantity  of 
sand.       Keep    the    cuttings    close    until    top    growth 

(CONTINUED    ON    PAGE    65.) 


Improve  your  garden  by  building  a  rose  bower  or  archway. 


Improve  the  front  of  your  residence  by  placing  a  small  flower  bed  in  the  lawn. 


May,    Nineteen- Twenty. 


17 


r 


The  Chefs 


A  Natural  Sauce 

That  ^411  Homes  Can  Use 

TN  scores  of  recipes  prized  by  famous  chefs  the  flavor-secret  is 
■*■  lemon  juice.  Lemon  juice  is  often  the  added  touch,  the  final 
refinement,   the  sauce  that  delights  the   connoisseur. 

Note  a  few  of  the  ways  in  which  the  chef  uses   the   "Witching   Drop   of 
Lemon   Juice." 


In  His  Salad  Dressings 

He  makes  delicious  dressings,  both  French 
and  Mayonnaise,  by  using  healthful  lemon 
juice  in  place  of  vinegar. 

He  seldom  serves  fish,  cold  meats,  or  even 
tea,  without  a  lemon  garnish. 

Thus  he  shows  his  high  regard  for  lemons 
in  these  very  simple  uses. 

And  he  serves  lemon  with  these  and  other 
foods  for  more  than  flavor  alone ;  for  lemons 
aid  him,  as  they  will  aid  you,  in  even  more 
valuable  ways. 


As  An  Appetizer 

Pleasant  digestion  of  his  food-creations, 
as  well  as  their  flavors,  is  the  chef's  concern. 
And  so  it  is  every  woman's,  especially  the 
mother's.  Foods  must  be  digestible,  other- 
wise they  disappoint. 

Lemon  juice — Nature's  Sauce — is  also 
one  of  Nature's  best  digestive  aids,  due  to 
its  organic  salts  and  acids.  So  the  dishes 
with  lemon  are  not  only  better,  but  are  better 
for  you.  We  believe  you  will  be  glad  to 
remember  these  facts  when  you  plan  your 
family's  meals. 


CALIFORNIA 

unkist 

Uniformly  Good  Lemons 


In  ordering,  always  ask  for  California 
Sunkist  Lemons.  They  are  juicy,  tart,  waxy, 
clean  and  bright,  and  practically  seedless. 


The  crisp  wrappers,  stamped  "Sunkist,"' 
mark  the  best  lemons  grown,  yet  they  cost 
no  more  than  others. 


^■wluiiHiiuititimui  in 


California  Fruit  Growers  Exchange 

A   Non-Profit,  Co-operative  Organization  of  10,000   Grower* 

Section  87,  Los  Angeles,  California 

Offices  at 

Toronto        Regina        Montreal        Calgary        Winnipeg        Vancouvei 

Also  distributors  of  Sunkist  Oranges  and  Sunkist  Marmalade 

IIHUIIIimilltllllUltlUIIIIUlUlllimillllMlliUlllliilttltlllllllllllllllllllllll) I ' H'UII^:  -— "' 


Sunkist  Marmalade 

Made  with  the  rich,  pure 
juice,  the  yellow  part  of  the 
peel     (finely    shredded)    of 
fresh    ripe    fruit    from    the     | 
finest    orange    groves — with     | 
a  little  grapefruit  or  lemon     | 
juice     and     pure     sugar  — 
nothing    else.     A    delicious,     f 
new,  sweet  marmalade.  Ask 
your  grocer  for  it. 

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SWJEA.TTIEIie     CdD^TS 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


19 


What  C.  N.  I.  B.  Stands  For 

By  Jean  Graham 


The  Consideration  of  a  Work,  National  in  Scope  and  Individual  in  Sympathy 


MORE  than  two  years  ago,  a  Dominion 
charter  was  secured  for  the  Canadian 
National  Institute  for  the  Blind,  an 
organization  which  has  developed  through  years 
of  thought  and  striving  on  the  part  of  those  who 
have  seen  and  felt  the  need  of  providing  em- 
ployment for  those  deprived  of  sight,  and  of  using 
every  safeguard  of  science  to  prevent  blindness 
and  to  make  the  lot  of  those  who  work  in  dark- 
ness  more   varied   and    worth   while. 

Just   at   this   point,    let   us   admit   our   shortcom- 
ings and  state  that  Canada  has  been  slow  to  pro- 
vide   adequately    for    the    training    of    the    adult 
blind    and    had    no    truly    Dominion-wide    organi- 
zation   in    operation    until    that    March    of    1918. 
when   a  chanter  was  granted    to   the   organization 
already   mentioned,    with   Head   Office  at    36   King 
Street,   East,   Toronto.     The   work   has  progressed 
since    then,    with    a    steadiness    which    makes    an 
ideal  instance  of  a  Forward   Movement.      In  days 
like   these,   when   we   may   wake   up   any   morning 
to  find  that  India  is  an  Islam   Republic  and  Ire- 
land   has  foamed    herself   into   one   huge   wave   of 
revolt  and  been  lost  in  the  Atlantic,  it  is  well  to 
turn    our   thoughts   from   the  destructive   and   the 
desolating  and  to  dwell  for  a  time  on  the  projects 
of     construction     and     reconstruction     which     are 
being  carried  out   with  earnestness  and  efficiency. 
Among    these    encouraging    undertakings,    in    our 
community,  may  be  counted   this  Institute,  which 
already    has    inaugurated    eleven    departments    of 
work,     including    Registration,     Blinded    Soldiers, 
Field     Work,     Industrial     Department    for    Men, 
Home      Teaching,      Industrial      Department      for 
Women,  Pearson  Hall   (a  Residence  for  Blinded 
Soldiers  in  Vocational  Training),  Amalgamation 
ot  the  Canadian  National  Library  for  the  Blind 
(now    the    Library    Department),    Prevention    of 
Blindness,  Women's  Auxiliary   (an  outgrowth  of 
the  Canadian  Women's  Association  for  the  Wel- 
fare of  the  Blind),  Salesroom  Department.  This, 
it    will    be    admitted,    is    more    than    two    years' 
work,  and  shows  the  result  of  a  heartening  com- 
bination of  good   feeling  and   effective   action. 

All  the  world  knows  the  story  of  Helen  Keller, 
the  woman  whose  attitude  towards  physical  , 
handicap  has  been  a  reproach  to  the  grumbler 
and  an  inspiration  for  the  struggler.  Miss  Keller 
in  one  of  her  messages  to  the  public,  says: 
"The  heaviest  burden  on  the  blind  is  not  blind- 
ness, but  idleness.''  The  removal  of  this  burden 
is  one  of  the  objects  of  the  C.N.I.B. — and  the 
establishment  of  industrial  departments  for 
blind  workers  throughout  Canada  is  going  far 
towards  attaining  that  object.  If  we  turn  back 
to  our  own  lives,  to  consider  those  who  have 
been  our  best  friends,  our  real  inspirers,  we 
find  that  they  have  been  those  who  helped  us 
to  help  ourselves,  who  gave  us  confidence  in  our 
own  efforts  and  strengthened  our  determination 
to  "carry  on."  There  is  no  greater  drawback  to 
the  development  of  character  than  self-pity, 
and  idleness  is  inevitably  an  encouragement  to 
indulge  in  a  reflection  on  our  own  sorrows. 
Wherefore,  those  who  know  the  cheering  effect 
of  "something  to  do"  have  an  abiding  belief  in 
the  happiness  of  the  Employed. 


THERE  is  much  being 
done  in  this  Nation- 
al Institute  and  so  much 
developing  every  month 
that  we  might  spend 
hours  and  pages  on 
l'earson  Hall,  alone,  or 
on  the  Library  Depart- 
ment. As  we  are  natur- 
ally more  interested  in 
the  women's  work,  how- 
ever, we  shall  devote  our 
time  and  space  particu- 
larly to  what  has  been 
done  for  the  women  who 
have  been  deprived  of 
.sight.  It  is  encouraging 
to  note  that  in  the  days 
before  the  C.N.I.B.  took 
unto  itself  a  name  and  a 
Head  Office,  the  women's 
organizations  had  begun 
to  devote  some  of  their 
public  efforts  to  the 
work  for  the  Blind.  The 
Canadian  Free  Library 
for  the  Blind,  originally 
existed  in  a  private  resi- 
dence in  M  a  r  k  h  a  m, 
Ontario,  where  Mr.  E. 
B.  F.  Robinson,  the  first 
blind  graduate  of  a  Can- 
adian University.  who 
graduated  from  Trinity- 
College  with  the  highest 
honors,  had  his  home. 
Mr.  F.  W.  Johnson,  a 
member  of  the  Executive 
Council,     and     Mr.     S.     C. 


Swift,  now  the  Head  of  the  Library  and  Publish- 
ing Department  of  The  Institute,  were  also 
associated  with  early  plans  and  dreams  for  a 
nation-wide  movement  for  the  education  and 
training  of  the  adult  blind.  All  good  Canadians 
kno"w  of  the  work  of  Sir  Frederick  Fraser,  the 
blind  superintendent  of  Schools  for  the  Blind  at 
Halifax.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Philip  Layton  of  Mont- 
real have  done  excellent  work  in  connection  with 
the  Montreal  Association  for  the  Blind  and  Mr. 
Joseph  Beaubion,  one  of  the  honorary  vice- 
presidents  of  the  C.N.I.B.,  has  been  prominent  in 
the  administration  of  the  Nazareth  School  for  the 
Blind,  which  works  among  French-Canadians. 
The  School  for  the  Blind,  at  Brantford,  is  known 
throughout  Ontario,  and  Mr.  W.  B.  Race,  the 
head  of  that  institution,  is  a  prominent  member 
of  the  Council  of  the  C.N.I.B.  The  Ottawa 
Association  for  the  Blind,  under  Mr.  J.  L. 
Payne,  did  a  good  pioneer  work  for  industrial 
training  for  the  adult  blind. 

The  projects  of  the  C.N.I.B.  have  included,  as 
a  most  important  step,  the  formation  of  Divisions 
throughout  the  Dominion.  The  Western  (includ- 
ing British  Columbia  and  Alberta),  with  head- 
quarters at  Vancouver;  the  Central  Western,  (in- 
cluding Saskatchewan  and  Manitoba),  head- 
quarters at  Winnipeg;  the  Ontario,  with  Toronto 
as  headquarters;  and  the  Maritime,  (including 
New  Brunswick,  Nova  Scotia  and  Prince  Edward 
Island),  with  headquarters  at  Halifax,  have  al- 
ready   been    formed.      These    Divisions    have    In- 


COSY  BEDROOM   AT   "CLARKEWOOD." 
This  is  a   typical  apartment   in   the  Women's  Residence, 
78  College  St.,  where  seventeen  blind  workers  have  a  home. 


AT   INDUSTRIAL   DEPARTMENT   FOR   WOMEN,  C.N.I.B.,   TORONTO. 

This  shows  the  workroom  where  aprons  and  uniforms  are  being  made  by   the  blind   workers 

Most  of  the  machines  are  on  a  shaft. 


dustrial  Departments  for  Men,  while  Ontario  has 
an  Industrial  Department  for  Women,  also — and 
the  others  will  soon  be  similarly  equipped.  The 
Ottawa  Association  for  the  Blind  has  amalgamat- 
ed and  the  Ottawa  broom  shop  is  now  under  the 
C.N.I.B. 

Mr.  L.  M.  Wood  of  Toronto,  the  president  of 
the  Canadian  National  Institute  for  the  Blind, 
who  organized  the  Institute,  is  a  business  man  of 
wide  experience  and  yet  wirier  sympathies,  whose 
time  and  energy  are  always  at  the  service  of  the 
Institute  demands.  The  honorary  vice-presidents. 
members  of  the  Council  and  boards  of  manage- 
ment include  the  names  of  men  prominent  in 
financial,  educational,  medical  and  legal  circles, 
from  Cape  Breton  to  Vancouver.  The  thorough- 
ness and  promptness  with  which  these  various 
Divisions  have  been  formed,  show  the  sincerity 
of  the  desire  of  those  at  the  head  of  affairs  to 
get  the  National  Institute  into  the  most  efflclenl 
working  order.  There  is  the  minimum  of  red 
tape  and  the  maximum  of  achievement  in  the 
operations  of  such  an  organization. 

IT   is  the   Industrial    Department   for  Women,   as 
it    is    now   seen    at    40    Adelaide    Street    West. 
Toronto,    that    we    should    like    you    to    know,    for 
the    work     being    done    there    by    women    without 
sight    is    a    heartsome    achievement.       There    was 
some   difficulty    in    linding    out    the    most    feasible 
employment    for    the    blind     woman    worker,    as 
there  was  no  department  of  labor  recognized   for 
her,     to    the    same    extent    as    broom-making     18 
adopted    as    a    suitable    trade    for    the    man    de- 
prived   of    eyesight.      Now.    we    lind    at    the    In- 
dustrial   Department   for   Women   at   Toronto,   a 
vast  array  of  aprons  which   are   being  made  on 
machines,    most    of    yvhich    are    attached    to    a 
shaft,    although    two   are    kept    for    practice    for 
new    workers.       Hundreds    of    aprons    are    now 
being    ordered    weekly    by    a    department    store, 
and     restaurant     uniforms    form     another    sub- 
stantial  order  from   these   busy   yvorkers.      After 
all,  this  making  of  aprons  is  an   entirely  natural 
and      essentially      feminine      undertaking.        The 
Mother  of  us   all,   in  her  first  industrial   efforts, 
made  for  herself  an  apron  of  fig  leaves,  and  has 
left    to    all    her    daughters    a    fondness    for    the 
fabrication   of  aprons,    which   are  an   indispens- 
able  part   of   the    wardrobe,    especially   in    these 
days  of  "Help   Wanted."      There   are   aprons   of 
varying  shapes  and  sizes,  from  the  dainty  affair, 
which   is  meant  rather  for  ornameni   than   pro- 
tection, to  the  bungalow  variety,   which   is  equal 
to  the  morning's  yvork. 

Then,  there  is  the  rug-yveaving  to  be  seen: 
and  the  looms  carry  one  back  to  the  old  farm 
scenes  and  spacious  firesides,  where  many  a 
family  gathering  took  place.  These  are  very- 
up-to-date  and  modern  looms  and  the  yvorkers 
learn  with  surprising  rapidity  how  to  manage 
them  and  guide  the  few  operations  necessary  to 
transform  the  rags  into  rugs  of  pleasing  color 
and  texture.  Most  of  the  rags  are  the  cuttings 
left  over  from  the  manufacture  of  the  aprons 
and  are  of  light  coloring  with  blue  or  rose  pre- 
dominating. They  are  just  the  thing  for  a  sum- 
mer cottage  and.  in  fact,  yvould  be  a  bit  of 
brightness  in  any  home. 
The  prices  are  reasonable 
and  these  products 
should  find  a  ready  sale. 
The  supervisor  of  this 
department  is  Mrs.  Clay- 
ton Ridge,  who  is  assist- 
ed by  Mrs.  Fitzsimmons 
and  Miss  Thompson. 
Th  -  Institute  has  been 
fortunate  in  securing 
this  staff,  for  each  mem- 
ber of  it  shows  an  alert- 
ness and  sympathy  yvhich 
cannot  fail  to  call  forth 
the  best  .(Torts  of  the 
works.  "Atmosphere"  is 
a  curious  thing  which 
defies  definition — and  yet 
even  the  casual  visitor 
knows  whether  it  is  one 
of  healthy  encourage- 
ment or  of  depression 
and  the  atmosphere  of 
these  work-rooms  is  both 
kindly  and  bracing  The 
workers  are  given  e\ 
needed      assiv  but 

the  object  of  the  in- 
iction  is  t..  increase 
their  self-confidence  and 
the  worker  is  encouraged 
to  depend  on  herself,  as 
soon  as  the  running  of 
the  machine  has  been 
m  a  s  t  e  r  e  d.  Suggestion, 
which  is  surh  a  valuable 
psychol  gical  force,  does 
much    towards    successful 

(CONTINUED   ON    FACE    6fi.  ' 


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Canadian    Home    Journal. 


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rVooloilo 


By  Mary  Heaton  Vorse 

The  Delicate  Task  of  Disengaging  an  Engaged  Couple  Falls  to  the  Lot  of  the 

Two  Families,  Mutually  Agreeable 


M    p,  rfi  ctly   sine   that 

befon     Berenice    be- 

.!    making    a    fuss 

ov<  i    I  ha1   stray  imp, 

hardly 

no  tor 

born 

of  .  had 

T hey'd    been    aft 

school   together.    Os- 

born,    bj     virtue    ol 

being   captain  of  the  high  school  base- 

ball     team,     was    naturally     the     most 

promineni    boy.      So    I    should    like    to 

know     exactly     why     Berenice     should 

have  made  a  friend  of  a  girl  so  much 

younger   than    herself  as  Edith. 

The  dog,  recognizing  a  friend,  crept 

e  to   Berenice  and  put  his  head  on 

her    knees.       She    smoothed    his    ears 

down  and   felt  him   over  with  a  hand 

that  was  far  more  practised  than  Os- 

born's.     She  lifted  her  round  eyes: 

"Don't   you    think,"    she    asked    my 

s,m.     "he'd     like    a    drink     of    water? 

Von   told   me   one  time  that  lost   dogs 

half  as  hungry  as  they  were 

ty." 

"Get      some      water,"      said      Osborn 

shortly,    and   Jimmie   obeyed    like    the 

arrow   from   the   bow. 

Jimmie  returned  with  a  dipperful, 
and  the  dog  began  lapping  greedily. 
I  was  about  to  go  my  way  when 
Seraphy   hove  in    view. 

Aha!"  she  cried.  "And  that's 
what  you  was  wantin'  my  dipper  for, 
Jimmie!  Ain't  it  enough  for  ye  to  be 
stufiin'  all  the  cake  on  me  down  your 
throat  without  usin'  me  own  tin  dip- 
per  that  I  drink  out  of  mesilf  fur  dogs 
that  might  have  the  hydrophobia,  fur 
all  you  know — and  slobbering  of  it 
he  is.  Mis'  Preston,  all  over  the  new 
front  rug!  You  can  jest  march  along, 
Jimmie,  and  use  the  sapolio  on  that 
dipper  under  me  eye.  Ain't  what 
I'iker  drinks  out  of  good  enough  for 
stray  dogs?  Ain't  the  back  woodshed 
a  good  enough  place  for  dogs  to  be 
d linking  anyhow?"  Seraphy  demand- 
ed   belligerently. 

"Oh,  dry  up,  Seraphy,"  Osborn 
gave  out.  Seraphy  beamed  at  Os- 
born. "That  dog's  going  to  live  in 
college  with  me." 

"Oh."  replied  Seraphy.  "I  didn't 
know  it  was  your  dog,  Osborn.  I've 
got  some  cake  new  baked,"  she  added 
invitingly. 

CHAPTER   L.VI. 

BERENICE    continued    to    pet    the 
dog. 
"You'll     come     to-night,     won't 
you,    Edith?"    Marion    asked. 

"I  told  Arthur  Taylor  I'd  be  home," 
Edith  said    doubtfully. 

"Oh,  Arthur  Taylor!"  said  Marion. 
"Send  him  a   note  you  can't  see  him!" 

"I  think,"  said  Osborn  at  supper 
that  evening,  "that  when  a  girl  makes 
an  engagement  with  a  fellow,  she 
ought  to  keep  it." 

"You're  consistent,  aren't  you  Os- 
born?"  Edith  replied  with  sarcasm. 
"1  thought  you  couldn't  stand  Arthur 
Taylor,  and  now,  just  because  I'm 
sending  Jimmie  with 
a  note  to  tell  him 
not  to  come,  you  get 
awfully  moral  all  of 
a    sudden." 

"There!"    said    he. 
"Isn't      that     like     a 
girl  '.'       They     ha  I  I 
any    principle;    that's 

what    ails    'em,    and 

that's  really  what 
makes     fellows     hate 

Vlii    so." 

"Huh!"     said     Jiin- 
mle,    w  ho    has    la 
in    our    famllj     I 
lefl     out     of     things 

111  o  r  e      and      m  o  r  e. 

"Much  fellows  hate 
girls!'-  Osborn  ig- 
nored his  >  .11, nger 
brother's   sneer. 

"They  put  every- 
thing up  to  person- 
ality and  not  to 
principle.  If  I  like 
Ratty  T  a  y  1  o  r,  I 
ought  to  think  that 
ii  engage- 
•    with   him   is  a 


crime;  if  I  don't  like  him,  I  ought 
tM   think   it's  a  virtue.'" 

"Well,"  said  Edith  hotly,  "don't 
you  think  you  Ought  to  want  to  do 
more  for  the  people  you  like  than  for 
the  people  you   don't  like?" 

"I  think,"  said  Osborn,  "you  ought 
to  be  able  to  know  your  own  mind. 
I  don't  see  how  your  liking  him  or 
not  liking  him  has  anything  to  do 
with   keeping  your  engagements." 

He  ought  to   be  grateful   I'm  kind 
to  him  at  all,"  said  Edith. 

"He  ought  to  be  grateful,"  Osborn 
assented,  "that  he's  allowed  to  live 
on  the  earth — that  nobody's  stepped 
on  him  by  mistake;  but  I  don't  see 
what  that  has  got  to  do  with  you, 
Ede.  All  I  think  is,  it's  due  to  your- 
self to  keep  your  own  appointments." 

"Well,"  said  Edith,  "thank  Heaven, 
I'm  not  a  martinet!" 

"Oh,  you  don't  need  to  tell  us," 
said  Osborn,  "that  you  thank  Heaven 
daily    that    you're    not    as   others    are!" 

Here  Maria,  anxious  to  allay 
hostilities,   enquired: 

"Why  don't  you  want  your  little 
friend    to   come  this   evening?" 

"She's  giving  her  'little  friend'  the 
kibosh,"  Osborn  explained,  "because 
of        Marion — who        else?  Marion 

whistles  and  of  course  Edith  has  to 
go  and  dance.  You  may  not  be  a 
martinet,  Edith,  but  you  haven't  got 
any  more  independence  than  a 
rabbit!" 

In  the  brutality  of  family  life,  a 
young  girl's  emotions  are  always 
being  dragged  out  into  the  light  of 
ribald   discussion. 

:"That's  rigjht,1"  said  Jimmie. 
"Everything  Marion  says  goes.  Ever 
since  Marion  said  my  hair  was  red, 
Edith  has  gone  around  calling  it 
auburn." 

"So  it  is,"  said  Edith.  "I  like 
auburn  hair." 

"Well,  my  hair  won't  change  itself 
to  please  either  Marion  or  you,"  said 
Jimmie.  "It's  chestnut;  it  isn't  a  bit 
redder  than  yours,  Edith  Preston!" 

"I  do  think,  Edith,"  said  Maria, 
"that  you  are  too  much  under 
Marion's  influence.  You  just  let  her 
do  your  thinking  for  you." 

"Just  because  Marion  and  I  have 
the  same  opinions,  it  isn't  any  sign, 
Aunt  Maria,  that  she  does  my  think- 
ing for  me.  Similar  minds  come  to 
the  same   conclusions,"   replied   Edith. 

"Huh!  You're  a  copy-cat,"'  said 
Jimmie.  "You've  ohanged  the  way 
you  do  your  hair." 

"Anyway,"  Osborn  joined  in,  "it's 
the  high  pressure  of  this  friendship 
between  girls  that  makes  me  tired. 
And  they're  not  real  friends,  anyhow; 
they  go  together  for  a  while,  and 
then  get  mad  at -each  other;  and  the 
more  they  used  to  like  each  other, 
the  harder  they  scrap.  It's  going  to 
be  a  fierce  volcanic  eruption  all  right 
when   Marion   and    Ede    bust." 

"Osborn  Preston,"  Edith  said,  and 
there  was  a  hint  of  tears  in  her  voice, 
"I     won't     have     you     talk     like     that. 


Marion  and  I  are  never  going  to  be 
separated— never!" 

"I  bet  you  they'll  be  pulling  hair  in 
two  months!"  said  Jimmie  the  cynic. 
I  bet  you  they  will,  too,  kid,"  re- 
plied  Osborn. 

This  was  more  than  Edith  could 
stand.  It  was  as  though  a  mother 
should  have  been  joked  about  putting 
her  son  out-of-doors;  it  was  as 
though  the  young  bride  should  have 
had  her  divorce  predicted  for  her,  or 
the  young  girl  in  the  first  flush  of  her 
first  love-affair  had  to  look  into  the 
future  and  see  a  separation  for  a 
trivial  cause  staring  her  in  the  face. 
For  all  the  poignant  emotions  that 
Edith  had  at  this  moment  were  sum- 
med up  in  her  devotion  to  her  friend 
Marion.  It  stood  in  her  life  for  all 
the  higher  things;  it  was  a  symbol, 
the  only  door  through  which  she 
might  look  as  yet  at  the  highest 
emotions  of  which  the  heart  is  cap- 
aide;  it  was  a  sacred  thing.  At  the 
boys'  teasing,  tears  started  to  her  eyes 
and  being  angry  at  herself,  she  vented 
it  by  saying: 

"All  the  same,  Osborn  Preston,  I'm 
going  with  Marion  this  evening,  and 
I'm  not  going  to  see  that  Taylor  boy," 
by  which  appellation  Edith  calls  the 
young  lad  who  formerly  led  her  intel- 
lect into  the  land  of  poesy. 

"Well,"  said  Osborn,  "I  wish  the 
girls  were  coming  to-night,  because 
some  of  the  fellows  said  they'd  be 
over,  and  Owen  Greave  is  coming." 
He  tried  to  let  this  last  name  drift 
from  his  lips  in  a  casual  sort  of  way. 
Owen  Greave  is  the  man  of  his  class 
every  one  praises.  He  is  the  coming 
man  in  athletics;  he  is  the  sort  of 
lad  who  has  combined  with  real  ability 
a  certain  magnetism  that  makes  him 
adored  hy  boysi.  He  is  the  sort  of 
boy  who  would  be  besieged  by  girls 
except  that  his  lack  of  vanity  kept 
him  from  observing  anything  but  the 
most  open  attacks.  For  any  boy  to 
have  Owen  Greave  at  his  house  is  like 
introducing  the  heir  presumptive  to 
the  family  circle. 

At  this  information  Edith's  anger 
dropped   like  a  hauled-down  flag. 

"Oh,  I  think  Marion  would  love  to 
meet  him!"  cried  Edith.  "Oh,  Os, 
you're  an  old  dear!  I'll  go  through 
that  call  from  that  tiresome  boy  just 
to  please  you." 

Osborn  laughed.  Edith,  when  not 
annoyed  or  self-conscious,  has  a  be- 
guiling manner. 

"There,"  he  said.  "There,  you  see, 
mother.  Nothing  for  principle,  but 
everything   for   the    affections." 

"Well,"  said  Henry,  taking  part  in 
the  conversation  for  the  first  time,  for 
he  had  been  apparently  reading,  "you 
can  just  thank  your  stars,  son,  that's 
the  way  women  are  built." 

"Say,  Ede,"  Osborn  took  advantage 
of  his  sister's  soft  mood  to  say,  "I 
wouldn't  go  with  that  Belle  Mather  if 
I  were  you." 

'I   don't,"   replied  Edith   coldly. 

"Well,  I  saw  you  on  the  street  with 
her." 


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"What's  the  matter  with  Belle 
.Mather?"  I  asked. 

.  "You  don't  know  how  boys  talk  in 
college,  mother,"  said  Osborn. 
"There's  nothing  the  matter  with 
Belle,  but  she  just  gets  too  gay  and 
the  boys  make  remarks." 

"She's  nothing  but  a  pretty,  silly 
little  thing,"  I  suggested. 

"That's  just  what  Marion  and  I  are 
trying  to  combat,"  said  Edith  heartily. 
"Girls  are  foolish  because  boys  make 
them  so.  Belle's  too  good-tempered  to 
keep  fellows  in  their  proper  places, 
and  then  they  go  off  and  talk  about 
her;  and  I  think  it's  disgusting!" 

"I  don't  like  her  bunch,"  said  Os- 
born. "They  act  silly  on  the  street, 
always  waiting  around  for  fellows.  It 
was  all  right  when  you  were  a  little 
girl,  but  now  that  you're  beginning  to 
know  my  friends " 

'"You    talk    to    them    all    right, 
observed   Jimmie. 

"That's  different,"    replied   Osborn. 

CHAPTER  LVII. 

THE  evening  passed  off  pleasantly 
except  for  poor  Arthur  Taylor, 
who  was  left  in  a  corner  to  hi» 
own  devices,  and  the  next  afternoon 
Marion  and  Edith  were  sitting  reading 
on  the  piazza,  and  Maria  and  I  were 
at  a  little  distance  sewing,  when  Maria 
threw  out  to   Edith: 

""Well,  how  did  you  like  Mr. 
Greave?  Ke  wasn't  as  fascinating  as 
I  expected  he  would  be.  Just  from  the 
glimpse  I  had  of  him  he  seemed  a 
little   heavy   and    quiet." 

Here  Edith  exclaimed:  "I  think  he 
has  more  character,  Aunt  Maria,  than 
any  boy   I've  ever  met." 

"Yes,"  Marion  corroborated.  "You 
feel  that  he  has  depth."  There  was 
a  different  tone  in  the  words  of  both 
toward  young  Greave  than  that  in 
which  they  usually  discuss  boys. 
"I  did  like  his  looks,"  said  Edith. 
"Well,  he  is  not  my  idea  of  a 
handsome   man,"    Maria   said. 

"I  dislike  handsome  men  intense- 
ly." said  Marion.  "There  is  some- 
thing really  disgusting  to  me  about  a 
man  of  whom  one  says  at  first  sight. 
'Isn't  he  good-looking?'  I  like  a  man 
to  look  manly!" 

"And   strong."    Edith   supplemented. 
"Yet  he   ought   to  have  the  appear- 
ance of  gentleness." 

"The  strongest  men  are  always 
gentle  and    kind,"    Edith   added. 

I  saw  they  were  performing  a  little 
antiphonal  chant  in  praise  of  Mr. 
Owen  Greave.  They  were  indeed 
singularly  alike,  as  was  proven  bj 
their  both  being  touched  more  than 
they  had  ever  been  before,  by  the 
same  boy. 

I  have  observed  that  the  happiest 
thing  in  young  girls'  friendships  is 
when  they  both  can  be  good  friends 
with  the  other's  sweetheart,  but  when 
each  prefers  a  different  type  of  man. 
But  unfortunately  Marion  and  Edith 
centred  their  attention  on  Owen,  as  1 
realized  the  day  Owen  made  his  first 
call.  After  the  custom  of  indulgent 
A  ni  e  r  i  c  a  n  elders. 
Maria  and  I  passed 
the  time  of  day  with 
young  Mr.  Greave. 
and  then  made  ex- 
cuses to  leave  the 
y  o  u  n  g  people  to- 
gether. I  ordered 
lemonade  and  cakes, 
and  beckoned  Jim- 
mie away  from  his 
post  of  observation 
in  the  window,  while 
Maria    said    to   me 

"Did  yon  see  that '.' 
Those  two  girls  are 
all  of  a  Mutter'  I 
didn't  think  that 
Edith  had  it  in  her. 
nor  Marion  either. 
Thej  "ve  always  acted 
as  if  they'd  swal- 
lowed a  ramrod.  I 
must  say  I  do  think 
too  much  sangfroid 
is  unbecoming  in 
\oung       girls.         Hut 

to-day " 

What     Maria     had 
said    was    true:       the 
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PAGE     24.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


21 


It  is  film  that  dims  the  teeth 

It  16  the  film-coat  that  discolors,  not  the 
teeth.  When  that  film  becomes  cloudy,  the 
teeth  lose  their  lustre. 

And  that  film  is  the  cause  of  most  tooth 
troubles. 

See  how  the  teeth  glisten  after  ten  days 
with   Pepsodent.     It  will  be  a  revelation. 


In  Striving  For  Beauty 

Remember  the  teeth 


All  statements  approved  fcp  high  dental  authorities 


Remove  the  film 

Glistening  teeth  are  essential  to  beauty. 
Do  not  overlook  them. 

That  viscous  film  which  you  feel  with  your 
tongue,  if  left  on  teeth,  becomes  a  dingy  coat. 
It  dims  the  lustre  by  absorbing  stains.  In 
places,  often,  it  forms  the  basis  of  black  tartar. 

But  it  destroys  more  than  tooth  beauty.  It 
causes  most  tooth  troubles.  Few  people  escape 
them  who  do  not  fight  that  film. 

Over  98%  affected 

Among  civilized  peoples,  statistics  show  that 
over  98  per  cent,  meet  tooth  troubles.  And 
those  troubles  are  constantly  increasing. 

Yet  the  tooth  brush  is  used  by  millions.  But 
the  ordinary  dentifrice  does  not  dissolve  film, 
so  the  tooth  brush  leaves  much  of  it  intact. 

The  film  clings  to  teeth,  enters  crevices  and 
stays.  Careful  people  twice  a  year  have  a 
dentist  rem-ve  it  by  instruments  or  pumice. 
But  in  the  meantime,  night  and  day,  it  may  do 
a  ceaseless  damage. 

How  film  destroys 

The  film  is  what  discolors — not  the  teeth. 
It  is  the  basis  of  tartar.  It  holds  food  sub- 
stance which  ferments  and  forms  acid.  It 
holds  the  acid  in  contact  with  the  teeth  to 
cause  decay. 

Millions  of  germs  breed  in  it.  They,  with 
tartar,  are  the  chief  cause  of  pyorrhea.  And 
that  is  alarmingly  common. 


Dentists  long  have  known  that  film  caused 
most  of  the  tooth  damage.  They  have  known 
that  brushing  did  not  end  it.  So  dental  science 
has  for  years  sought  some  way  to  combat  it 
in  the  home. 

The  way  is  found 

Now  the  way  is  found.  It  is  based  on 
pepsin,  the  digestant  of  albumin.  The  film  is 
albuminous  matter.  The  object  of  pepsin  is 
to  dissolve  it,  then  to  day  by  day  combat  it. 

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When  It's  Apple  Blossom    lime 
In    Canada 


1  WONDER  if  "Apple  Blossom  Time  in 
Normandy"  is  one-half  as  beautiful 
a.s  apple -blossom  time  in  this  won- 
derful (Canada  of  ours.  As  I  look  out 
of  my  window  I  see  in  my  garden  trees 
white  with  bloom,  like  exquisite  bridal 
bouquets — fragrant  masses  in  which 
the  bees  bury  themselves  in  an  ecstasy 
of  delight,  drunk  (even  in  these  days 
of  prohibitive  sobriety)  with  the  odors 
Lhat  sweep  through  the  orchard.  Here 
and  there  are  trees  of  deeper  pink 
where  peach  and  plum  sprinkle  the 
ground  with  their  fragrant  petals.  Close 
to  the  willows'  which  bend  over  the 
stream,  the  lilac  bushes  are  resplendent 
in  their  fresh  green  among  which  will 
soon  wave  plumes  of  purple  and  white. 
Across  the  river  I  see  rows  of  blossom- 
laden  trees  which  later  will  fill  the  pan- 
try of  my  neighbor  with  preserves  and 
jams  that  hold  in  their  shimmering 
depths  the  essence  of  spring  sunshine 
and  vernal  winds.  By  the  mill-race, 
contented  cows  browse  beneath  fragrant 
hawthorn  bushes,  their  tawny  backs 
flecked  with  patches  of  sunlight  and 
gently  fallen  bloom.  A  song-sparrow 
trills  its  roundeiay  from  the  cherry  tree 
beside  my  pump,  and  Jenny  Wren  is 
scolding  at  the  door  of  her  house  which 
looked  so  bleak  and  uninhabited  during 
the  winter  months.  The  sun  shines — 
the  soft  winds  flutter  the  curtains  be- 
side my  writing-table — I  hear  the  voices 
of  my  boys  at  play,  the  fluting  of  a 
meadow  lark  in  the  grassy  lane,  the 
peep  of  baby  chicks  just  learning  the 
distinctive  flavor  of  bug  and  worm.  And 
this  is  May!  Oh,  it  is  good  just  to  be 
alive  and  one  forgets  for  the  moment 
that  there  are  such  things  as  pain  and 
sorrow  and  loss  in  the  world. 

No  wonder  that  our  poets  break  forth 
into  rhapsodies  and  songs  of  spring. 
The  most  prosaic  of  us  adl  must  be 
thrilled  by  all  the  wonder  of  this  bud- 
ding time,  the  sweetness  and  the  glad- 
ness of  it  all.  I  know  just  how  my  Jer- 
sey calf  feels  when  it  throw®  its  hind 
legs  into  the  air  and  to  the  amazement 
of  its  browsing  ma  dashes  wildly  around 
the  enclosure.  Had  I  hind  legs  as  a 
means  of  expression  I  should  do  the 
same.  As  it  is  I  jump  up  and  down  on 
my  front  ones  (when  my  small  fry 
aren't  looking)  and  breathe  hard 
through  my  nostrils  just  as  Nancy 
Hanks  does  when  my  husband  turns 
her  out  of  the  stable.  And  when  Nancy 
rolls  on  the  fresh  green  grass  with  queer 
snorts  and  grunts  of  pleasure  I  feel 
that  I  must  go  and  do  likewise.  But — 
the  neighbors!  What  might  they  say  to 
see  the  dignified  mother  of  a  strident 
family  of  boys  engaged  in  such  gym- 
nastics. No,  decorum  must  be  obser- 
ved and  my  natural  Instincts  curbed  by 
the  mandates  of  a  civilization  rigidly 
unsympathetic  in  its  attitude  towards 
the  unconventional. 

ONE  can  scarcely  expect  to  be  digni- 
fied and  proper  when  all  nature 
seems  in  a  riotous  mood — inconsequent. 
gay,  rejuvenated.  Even  the  clothes  on 
the  line  fling  their  wobbly  limbs  in  an 
bandonment  at  once  grotesque  and  In- 
fectious. At  present  a  suit  of  my  hus- 
band's B.V.D.'s  is  disporting  itself  in 
a  seductive  manner  and  inviting  a  rak- 
ish garment  of  my  own  to  join  in  the 
dance — a  sort  of  May-day  rhapsody 
that   is  well-nigh  irresistible. 

Did  you  ever  notice  the  amount  of 
personality  and  character  displayed  on 
the  average  family  clothes-line?  No 
two  arrays  are  ever  alike;  the  actions 
of  garments,  men  tio  liable  and  other- 
wise, i>ossess  a  thrilling  uncertainty 
that  never  allows  one's  Interest  to  flag. 
Even  the  smallest  handkerchief  waves 
hilariously  before  "skinning  the  cat"  In 
brazen  defiance  of  convention,  .lus.t 
watch  your  own  line  on  a  breezy  day 
and  the  contortionist  at  the  circus  will 
pale  into  mediocrity  beside  the  gymnas- 
tics that   tro  on  in   your  own   back   yard. 

Speaking  of  May  dances  reminds  me 
of  that  oldj,  poem  that  we  used  to  learn 
at  school,  "K"r  I'm  to  in  Queen  of  the 
May,  Mother,  I'm  to  be  Queen  of  the 
May."      Wha.t    \  ih-ions    of    village    gaiety 

and  Innocent  fun  were  called  up  by 
those  oft-repeated  lines,  i  wonder  if 
the   crowning    of    the    May-queen   has 

unite    died    out    in    (  Md    England    or    if    in 

tins  prosaic  day  there  arc  some  seques- 
tered villages  where   the  beautiful  cere- 

(CONTINfED 


mony  is  still  carried  on.  So  many  of 
the  quaint  old  customs  seem  to  have 
given  way  to  the  more  practical  phases 
of  life.  I  notice  that  this  year  Queen 
Mary  did  away  with  the  customary 
feathers,  veil,  and  train  that  marked 
former  drawing-rooms.  And  how  much 
of  the  pioturesqueness  of  the  scene  hao 
gone  with  them.  One  may  now  escape 
the  nightmare  of  managing  yards  of 
shimmering  silk  while  one  makes  one's 
bow  before  their  Majesties,  but  1  can- 
not think  that  the  ceremony  will  be 
quite  as  Imposing.  Did  you  ever  read 
Sara  Jeanette  Duncan's  descr.ption  of 
her  presentation  in  "An  American  Girl 
in  London?"  Most  graphically  she  por- 
trays the  tremors  that  filled  the  heart 
of  a  nervous  debutante  about  to  be  pre- 
sented, and  her  practice  with  a  string  of 
towels  pinned  together  by  way  of  train 
is   very   amusing. 

A  XI J  In  speaking  of  royalty  I  am  re- 
minded that  the  twenty-fourth  of 
this  month  is  Victoria  Day.  Some  of  the 
happiest  memories  of  my  childhood  are 
centered  around  this  historic  date.  Ear- 
ly in  the  morning  we  were  awakened 
to  the  sound  of  fire-crackers  and  the 
refrain  of  that  stirring  and  defiant  son*-; 
of  childhood,  "Twenty-fourth  of  M 
the  Queen's  birthday,  if  you  don't  give 
us  a  holiday  we'll  all  run  away!"  The 
threat  was  never  carried  into  execution 
for  it  always  was  a  holiday  and  the 
noisiest,  jolliest  one,  barring  Christina > 
in  the  whole  year.  To  me  there  was 
always  a  sort  of  mystic  sacredness  about 
the  day  and  my  heart  used  to  travel 
across  the  seas  to  where  that  wonder- 
ful little  lady  lived  and  moved  and  had 
her  being.  She  was  such  a  perfect  com- 
bination of  dignity  and  simplicity,  of 
true  queenliness  and  evident  womanli- 
ness. All  the  doings  of  those  thrilling 
Queen's  Birthdays  had  a  personal  ele- 
ment in  them  that  has  been  lacking 
since  the  tired  little  body  was  laid  :o 
rest  after  its  long  life  of  a  mingled  pain 
and  happiness  such  as  fell  to  the  lot  of 
the  most  ordinary  of  her  subjects.  She 
seemed  such  a  dear,  grandmotherly  sort 
of  person  in  spite  of  the  heavy  crown 
that  on  occasions  sat  so  regally  upon 
her  head.  And  now  that  she  has  gone 
we  celebrate  the  day  that  has  been  set 
apart  for  all  time  in  honor  of  Victoria 
the  Good,  but  only  those  who  were  for- 
tunate enough  to  live  during  even  a 
part  of  her  reign  can  know  what  it 
meant  when  the  raison  d'etre  of  out 
■picnics,  our  bonfires,  our  rockets,  our 
bands  and  our  parades,  was  herself  tak- 
ing part  in  the  world's  activities  and 
bearing  her  share  most  nobly  beneath 
the  light  that  beats  so  mercilessly  upon 
a  throne. 

Victoria  the  Good — and  she  iros 
good — 

"Her  court  was  pure;  her  life  serene; 
God  gave  her  peace;  her  land  reposed. 
A  thousand  claims  to  reverence  closed 
In   her   as    Mother.   Wife,   and   Queen    ' 

And  though  we  may  laugh  at  certain 
restrictions,  at  certain  expressions  of 
what  in  these  days  is  considered  the 
execrable  taste  of  the  Victorian  era.  we 
cannot  but  wish  that  some  of  the  tran- 
quility and  peace  and  solidity  of  that 
Golden    Age   were    with    US 

I  WONDER  who  gave  May  a  black  eye 
by  Inventing  that  familiar  couplet, 
"Marry  in  May.  you'll  rue  the  da\ 
Certainly  no  month  in  the  year  is  a 
sweeter  one  in  which  to  start  one's 
married  life  than  this  one — unless  it  is 
October  which  to  my  m!nd  is  best  of  all. 
I    have   known   several    Maj    marriage? 

which  have  been  eminently  satisfactory. 
My  own  father  and  mother  chose  that 
time  and  I  think  their  married  life  had 
In  it  few  regrets  or  trlbulatlona— antes*' 
I  myself  may  be  regarded  as  a  tribute 
tion.  It  is  too  beautiful  a  month  to  be 
held  in  disfavor.  It  should  bo  associat- 
ed with  gladness,  flowers,  blossoms  and 
fa  ry   rings. 

And  fairy  rings  brings  me  to  a  ques- 
tion of  Interest  that  Is  receiving  some 
attention  on  the  other  side  of  the  border. 

This  Is  no  other  than  the  suppression 
of  fairy  stories  as  detrimental  to  the 
i  haracter  of  our  children.  Personally  i 
think  this  is  absolute  bosh.  It  would 
be  little  short  of  criminal  to  deprive  our 
young  people  Of  what  brought  to  us  in 
ON     PACE     25.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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A  Health  Talk  to  Mothers   Regarding  the   Important 

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By  Dr.  Laura  S.  M.  Hamilt 


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IRST  trouble  is  least  trouble," 
said  a  professor  to  a  student, 
when  the  latter  was  com- 
plaining over  the  endlessness  of  cer- 
tain  routine. 

••First  trouble  is  least  trouble,"  the 
man  sick  with  pneumonia  might  aptly 
remark  as  he  thinks  of  the  neglected 
cold   that   brought  it  all  about. 

"First  trouble  is  hast  trouble." 
How  often  have  the  words  recurred  to 
me  as  I  hare  struggled  with  a  sick 
baby,  tried  to  strengthen  and  cheer 
i he  worn-out  mother  and  comfort  the 
frightened  father,  knowing  all  the 
time  that  the  whole  illness  and  anxiety 
and  expense  might  have  been  avoided 
by    the   taking   of   that    "first    trouble." 

"First  trouble  is  least  trouble." 
iiver  and  over  one  sees  it  proved,  per- 
haps never  more  pitifully  than  when 
the  nervous,  broken  wife  and  mother 
wanders  into  the  office  with  the  same 
old  story:  "I  was  such  a  strong, 
healthy  girl;  never  knew  what  it  was 
to  be  in  pain.  It  is  queer,  isn't  it,  but 
I've  never  been  well  since  my  first 
baby  was  born.  ..."  And  usually 
she  remarks  that  she  has  "lost"  the 
last  one   or  two. 

Ah,  "first  trouble  is  least  trouble!" 
And  then  one  travels  back  over  the 
road  marked  by  pain  and  failure  with 
her  to  find  out  just  where  that  first 
trouble  should  have  been  taken. 
Sometimes  we  tell. her,  sometimes  we 
do  not — only  add  another  item  to  the 
long,  sad  list  that  we  keep  in  our 
private  records  of  life. 

So  when  the  baby  has  finally  ar- 
rived, and  the  doctor  has  gone  away, 
and  there  is  a  cessation  of  excitement, 
there  are  a  score  of  "first  trouble" 
things  that  it  is  well  to  know,  but 
better   far   to   do  and    keep   on   doing. 

LET  us  think  first  of  the  mother. 
She  must  be  kept  quiet.  Visitors 
should  be  prohibited.  Household  and 
other  worries  likewise  removed,  and 
in  relieving  her  of  the  former  it  is  not 
necessary  to  get  the  affairs  of  the 
house  into  such  shape  that  she  will  be 
reduced  to  despair  when  she  finally  is 
able  to  take  hold  again. 

Many  are  the  stories  of  needless 
destruction  that  women  have  told  me, 
.he  first  being  when  my  own  mother 
pointed  out  to  me  spoiled  spots  in  a 
beautiful  carpet,  remarking  with  a 
half-comical  look  of  reminiscence, 
"That  happened  when  you  were  born." 
Just  what  connection  I  had  with  the 
matter  I  could  not  for  the  life  of  me 
see,  but  I  realized  even  then  that 
strange  things  might  happen  at  such 
times.  Another  little  mother  whom  I 
accompanied  from  the  hospital  had  to 
literally  .wade  through  the  rooms  of 
her  bungalow,  because  her  husband 
and  brother  had  been  "keeping  house" 
in  her  ahsence,  and  had  thrown  paper, 
rags,  rubbish  of  all  descriptions  just 
anywhere.  Her  milk  lessened  to  such 
an  extent,  by  her  endeavors  to  "clear 
up."  that  she  had  to  bottle  feed  the 
baby,  and  nearly  lost  it.  But  the 
last  case,  and  one  of  the  most  provok- 


ing, Lo  put  it  mildly,  was  where  an 
"experienced"  nurse  had  "charge." 
She  cared  for  the  mother  and  babe  to 
some  extent,  but  so  ill-fed  and  neg- 
lected the  three-year-old  boy,  who 
was  one  of  the  Journal's  finest  prize 
babies,  that  on  his  mother  getting  her 
hand  in  again  the  child  was  taken 
seriously  ill  of  some  digestive  disorder, 
and  she  nearly  lost  him.  Although  I 
was  not  the  doctor-  in  charge,  yet  we 
feel  personally  affronted  in  thus  see- 
ing our'  good    work    wantonly  spoiled. 

'"pniO  diet  while  the  mother  is  in 
A  lied  should  be  light.  Meat 
should  be  avoided,  also  fried  food. 
Fish  and  chicken  may  be  used.  Fruit 
is  best  cooked.  Use  as  little  fluid  as 
she  can  manage  with  for  the  first 
three  days,  so  that  the  milk  may  not 
come  in  too  quickly  and  cause  pain. 
and  possibly  fever.  After  the  flow  of 
milk  becomes  established,  extra  milk, 
gruel,  cocoa,  etc..  should  be  drunk 
between  meals  and  at  bedtime  to  keep 
up   the  supply. 

It  is  well  about  the  second  or  third 
day  to  use  a  breast  binder,  in  shape 
much  like  a  straight  corset  cover, 
sloped  out  for  the  arms  and  pinned  • 
snugly  over  the  shoulders  and  down 
the  front.  It  should  be  made  of 
double  cotton  goods.  A  piece  of  cot- 
ton batting  should  be  laid  between 
the  breasts  to  prevent  chafing.  The 
idea  of  this  bandage  is  to  act  as  a 
support  while  the  patient  is  in  a  re- 
cumbent position.  If  the  bandage  is 
worn  till  the  patient  gets  about,  much 
trouble  may  be  avoided. 

Both  the  abdominal  binder  (unless 
the  doctor  is  coming  next  day,  or  has 
given  definite  orders  concerning  it) 
and  the  breast  bandage  should  be 
loosened  each  day,  and  the  skin  be- 
neath   bathed    and    dried    and    rubbed, 


:oi  i 


after    which    the    bandages   can    be    re- 
adjusted. 

Too  much  care  in  regard  to  cleanli- 
ness cannot  be  taken.  An  odor  about 
a  sickroom  is  unpardonable,  as  well 
as  beirrg  unhealthy.  Any  odd  symp- 
tom should  a i  once  be  reported  to  the 
doctor.  This  is  one  of  the  "first 
troubles"    that    is    very    important. 

Only  mild  cathartics  should  be  used, 
and  these  with  the  doctor's  directions. 
The  simpler  ones  are  rhubarb  com- 
pound, licorice  powder,  phosphate  of 
soda,  olive  oil,  medicinal  petroleum, 
etc. 

Just  here  let  me  call  attention  again 
to  my  oft-repeated  remarks  anent 
CASTOR  OIL.  I  am  spelling  it  with 
capitals.      Perhaps  it   should  be   put   in 

black    type! 

Castor  oil  is,  after  the  first  dose, 
constipating  It  is  a  harsh  purgative. 
Its  uses  are  to  rapidly  clear  the  diges- 
tive tract  of  some  poisonous  or  foreign 
substance  and  to  remove  undigested 
food  in  cases  of  acute  indigestion.  It 
also  makes  an  excellent  astringent 
dressing  for  certain  inflammatory  con- 
ditions, e.g..  "sore  nipples"  and  chil- 
blains. 

The  abuses  of  castor  oil  are  too 
many  to  enumerate.  Among  the  most 
serious  is  its  indiscriminate  use  during 
pregnancy  and  after  confinement,  and 
for  the  so-called  constipation  of  in- 
fants and  little  children.  Therefore 
we  may  deduce  that  castor  oil  is  not 
a  cathartic  for  routine  treatment  for 
either  mother  or  babe. 

T^  HE    experience    of    many    careful 

■*■  obstetricians  is  that  nearly  every 
mother  is  greatly  benefited  by  a  good 
iron  tonic,  to  be  begun  before  she  gets 
out  of  bed.  Your  doctor  will  give  you 
this,   or   if  a   doctor  is  not  to   be   had, 


Two  happy  little  brothers  whose  mother  avoided  first   troubles.     In  the  picture  they 
have  just  wakened  from  a   sound  sleep  out-of-doors. 


nearly  any  good  iron  mixture  or 
Blaud's  pills  will  answer,  providing  it 
contains  a  laxative,  and  dor.?  not  cov- 
tain  strychnia.  It'  a  woman  takes 
strychnia  while  nursing,  the  bane  may 
he   seriously    affected. 

Tlie  mother  should  remain  in  bed 
for  nine  or  ten  days.  She  should  not 
do  much  work  for  four  weeks,  and  no 
bard  work  lot-  at  least  BiX  weeks.  At 
the  end  of  six  weeks  she  should  make 
a  great  effort  to  have  her  doctor 
thoroughly  examine  her  to  see  if  all 
is   normal    again. 

This  is  another  of  the  important 
"first  trouble"  places.  It  is  just  here 
that  thousands  of  women  "get  on  the 
rocks,"  and  later  spend  years  of  sermi- 
invalidism,  when  a  tew  mome 
examination  and  a  short  course  of 
treatment  or  care  might  have  made 
everything  as  secure  as  it  was  before 
■confinement. 

The  nursing  woman  should  get  her 
rest  at  night,  and  also  have  a  rest  in 
the  middle  of  the  day.  She  should 
have  regular  outdoor  exercise  of  a 
pleasant  nature.  This  will  induce  a 
good  flow  of  milk  more  than  any  other 
one  thing.  It  is  much  easier  to  keep 
the  milk  than  to  bring  it  back  if  it 
once  begins  to  go.  Another  case  of 
"first  trouble."  Also  it  is  much 
easier  and  safer  to  feed  a  baby  by  the 
breast    than    by   a   bottle. 

When  a  woman  is  nursing,   not  only 
should  she  endeavor  to  be  happy  and 
light-hearted  herself,  but  her  husband 
and    every    member    of    the    household 
should    uphold    and    assist    her    in    this 
endeavor. 

The  babe  should  never  be  given  the 
breast  when  the  mother  js  under  any 
great  emotional  excitement,  joy,  pain, 
fear,  or  anger — especially  the  last  two 
mentioned.  The  milk  may  become 
poisonous  in  such  cases.  Babies  have 
been  made  very  ill.  or  have  taken  con- 
vulsions and  died,  after  being  fed 
after  such  excitement. 

Heavy  work  should  not  be  done 
while  nursing.  And  because  there  are 
many  different  standards  of  "heavy 
work,"  I  will  make  myself  a  little 
clearer.  Work  to  be  avoided  or  done 
slowly  or  in  sections  is  such  as  would 
require  long  standing,  as  hours  of 
washing  or  ironing;  long  sitting,  as 
sewing;  heavy  lifting,  e.g..  house- 
cleaning;  anything,  in  short,  that  in- 
duces 'great  fatigue  or  exhaustion  to 
the  point  of  interfering  with  sleeping 
or  eating.  or  resting;  anything, 
also,  that  interferes  with  clock-like 
regularity  in  nursing  and  rest  ins:  of 
both   mother   and   babe. 

On  the  other  hand,  laziness,  loung- 
ing around  indoors,  too  much  indoor 
occupation,  though  perhaps  not  as 
detrimental  to  the  mother.  yet 
will  make  much  trouble  for  the  babe, 
will  cause  the  milk  to  have  too  much 
fat,  and  this,  in  turn,  will  cause 
digestive  upset  and  colic  in   the   babe. 

It  is  my  intention  to  give  a  few  sug- 
gestions as  to  "first  trouble"  matters 
in  regard  to  babies  next  month. 


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sweeping  over  our  Dominion,  and  those  who  are  still 
dormant,  contented  with  old  conditions,  the  past  high 
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care  of  Canada's  precious  babies. 

Every  baby  entered  in  the  contest  says  as  plainly 
as  can  be:  "My  mother  believes  in  child  welfare,  and 
wants  to  know  how  I  compare  with  other  Canadian 
babies.  She  wishes  to  know  if  I  am  perfectly  devel- 
oped or  if  I  have  some  defect  which  will  be  discovered 
when  I  am  examined,  and  then  my  doctor  can  correct 
it  now  when  I  am  little.  My  mother  wants  me  to  be 
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in  the  contest. 


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doctor,  who  examines,  weighs  and  measures  the  little 
one  according  to  the  directions  on  the  Score  Card. 
He  then  fills  in  the  card  or  cards,  for  if  the  doctor  is 
busy  the  mother  may  fill  in  the  second  card  herself — 
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the  development  of  the  babies. 

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Shiloh 


eiris   were   in   a    flutter.     I   think  that 

ng    the    time    that     followed,    the 

drigs   an. I    goings    of   Owen    Greave 

Important    thing  in   1  i f «- 

to   them    both. 

Meanwhile  1 1 1  *•  big  boy,  Owen 
Greave,  remained  as  unruffled  a.s  a 
pan  "t  milk-  ii>'  called  now  on  one 
girl  ami  now  on  the  other.  It  was 
Hi  |j  a  mat  lor  of  honor  Cor 
whichever  girl  he  called  upon  to  tele- 
phone for  her  friend.  Often  Osborn 
went  with  him  and  Herenice  joined 
them,  so  while  Osborn  and  Berenice 
walked  together,  Owen  walked  with 
Marion  and  Edith.  Maria  watched 
this  little  comedy  with  steadily  grow- 
ing disapproval. 

"I  should  think  you  would  do 
something,"  she  told  me.  "There's 
going  to  he  a  fine  scene  one  of  these 
days." 

"Why,    what's   the    matter?"   said   I. 

"What's  the  matter?"  said  Maria. 
"I  should  think,  if  you  have  eyes 
in  your  head,  you  could  see  that 
Edith  is  getting  just  as  sentimental  as 
she  can  be  about  Owen  Greave;  and 
so  is  Marion.  Edith  is  far  too  young 
to  be  thinking  about  boys  the  way  she 
is.  I  believe  in  young  people  having 
a  good   time " 

"Why.  Maria,"  T  interrupted.  "} 
•thought  you  were  pleased  at  Edith's 
changed    attitude." 

"I  like  to  see  young  girls  show  a 
becoming  interest  in  young  men," 
said  Maria.  "The  way  young  girls 
patronize  them  these  days  is  offensive. 
But  when  a  girl  barely  turned  sixteen 
looks  at  a  young  fellow  who  has  never 
thought  of  her  twice  except  as  a 
friend — as  if  she  were  a  love-sick 
kitten — I  think  steeps  should  be  taken. 
But  you,  Editha,  were  always  as  blind 
as  a  bat.  Now  I've  been  able  to  see 
what  was  happening  to  Edith,  and  re- 
gretting it,  for  a  long  time.  Well, 
one  good  thing  is,  she  is  so  young 
she'll  get  over  it  right  away."' 

I  should  like  to  know  what  steps 
one  could  take.  Alas!  a  sixteen-year- 
old  girl  can  fall  in  love  as  thoroughly 
as  one  of  twenty-six;  she  can  go 
through  all  the  comedy  of  hopes  and 
fears  and  of  hope  deferred,  and  no 
one  on  earth  can  protect  her  from  it. 
It  is  useless  for  her  aunt  to  object 
because  she  looks  at  her  beloved  like 
a  sick  kitten,  and  to  urge  that  some- 
thing be  done.  And  even  if  you  know 
that  the  flurry  of  sentiment  is  to  pass, 
and  leave  little  trace  behind  it  for 
lack  of  fuel  on  which  to  feed,  you 
know  that  your  girl  is  at  sea  in  a  new 
circle  of  emotions,  and  you  can't  help 
her.  You  can't  tell  her  anything,  and 
you  must  pretend,  unless  she  comes  to 
you,  that  you  don't  know  what  is 
passing  in  her  mind,  because,  very 
likely,  she  doesn't  know  herself. 

Older  people  do  not  take  seriously 
enough  the  trials  of  their  young  girls, 
nor  the  troubles  of  their  young  sons. 
We  treat  all  their  emotions  from  the 
point  of  view  that  they  will  soon  get 
over  them.  Our  boys'  love-affairs  we 
call  oalf-love;  our  girls'  first  affairs 
we.  call  sentimentality.  Because  they 
can't  think  of  marriage  since  they  are 
so  young,  we  look  upon  these  boy  and 
girl  affairs  as  of  no  account  at  all  and 
yet  I  don't  believe  that  human  beings 
have  changed  so  much  from  the  time 
when  fourteen-year-old  Juliet  was  a 
voman.  Because  of  our  conditions  in 
this  country,  we  treat  them  as  child- 
ren, and  their  emotions  as  children's 
emotions,  and  yet  this  is  not  so;  their 
emotions  are  the  emotions  of  grown- 
up men  and  women,  and  they  are  as 
capable  of  suffering.  I  do  not  think 
we  should  forget  that  these  emotions 
(  f  theirs  are  forming  their  characters 
for  good  or  ill  more  than  almost  any- 
thing that  maj  happen  to  them  later. 
l  don't  know  whether  the  tragedy 
doesn't  lie  in  the  very  comedy  of  the 
whole  affair      The  very  springtime  of 

our  emotions,  the  first  fiOWei  of  the 
spirit,  in  our  modern  life,  is  general- 
ly ridiculed,  and  almost  Inevitably 
dest 1 1 n- ii  to  lie  sia mped  out. 

1    don't     think    that     Edith    realized 

what  was  happening  to  her.  'I'll. 
thing  She  did  realize  was  what  wa6 
happening  to  the  spirit  of  her  friend. 
I    saw    a    look    of  anxiety    cross   her    I. 

when  the  three  ..f  them  were  together, 
and    I    also  saw   the   look    of  anxiety   re- 
turned  by  Marion.     Bach  was  mental- 
ly   asking    the    other:    "Do    you    really 
like  Owen?"  and   each    was  asking  her- 
"What    shall    I    do?"' 
What    was   passing    in    Edith's    mind 
she    betrayed    one    day    when     we    were 
llSSing   at    dinner   the   ease    that    had 
appeared     in     the     paper    of    a     woman 


The  Prestons 


(CONTINUED    PROM    I'AOK    20.) 

who  had  elope. I   with    her  best   friend's 
husband. 

"Oh,"  cried  Edith,  'I  oan't  imagine 
anything  worse,  anything  more  awful 
in  the  world!  Think  what  it  must  be 
to  deal  such  a  blow  to  a  woman  who 
lovefl   and    trusts   you"' 

"Pooh!"  saiil  Jimmie.  "Girls  are 
always  trying  to  swipe  other  girls' 
beaux;    that's   what   they  live  for." 

"They  don't,  Jimmie  Preston!" 
cried  Edith  hotly.  "Not  nice  girls." 
And  I  saw  her  whole  body  tremble. 

"Well,  I  notice  you  were  mad  as  a 
hornet  when  Belle  Mather  came  up  to 
you  and  got  herself  introduced  to 
Owen.  Any  one  could  tell  you  were 
both  hopping!" 

"I  didn't  mind  introducing  her  to 
Owen,  and  you  know  it!"  flashed 
Edith.  "I  nuinded  any  one  of  my  own 
sex  planting  herself  in  other  people's 
way  just  to  get  an  introduction.  If 
she  had  asked  me  to  introduce  him,  1 
would  have  fixed  it  if  I  could." 

•"Oh,  yes,  you  would!"  said  Jimmie. 
"Any  nice  girl,"  said  Edith,  going 
back  to  the  subject  at  hand,  "would 
suffer  horribly  at  having  the  least  part 
of  the  affection  that  belonged  to 
another  woman,  and  especially  if  it 
were  her  friend." 

"Well,"  sai'd  Osborn  brutally,  "you 
don't  need  to  worry,  Ede." 

CHAPTER   LVIII. 

I  WAS  in  the  kitchen  one  morning 
soon  after  this  ordering  the  meals 
for  the  day  when  the  Dobles'  cart 
drew  up  to  the  door  and  delivered 
groceries.  Seraphy  watched  the  boy 
until  he  mounted  his  cart  again,  then 
she  jerked  her  thumb  backward  over 
her  shoulder. 

"  'Tain't  no  affair  of  mine,"  she  an- 
nounced, "but  keep  your  eye  peeled, 
Mis'  Preston — just  keep  your  eye 
peeled." 

"What  are  you  talking  about, 
Seraphy?"  I  asked.  "I  thought  Doble 
was  perfectly  satisfactory." 

"I  ain't  talkin'  about  groceries," 
said  she,  "nor  ole  Doble;  there's  more 
Dobles  than  one,  and  I  guess  I  wasn't 
born  yesterday,  and  I  know  sheep's 
eyes  when  I  sees  'em.  'Twasn't  fur 
mothin'  that  I  waited  on  Edith  and 
Osborn  and  that  there  Berenice  Doble 
yesterday  afternoon  and  made  'em 
chocolate,  and  the  second  girl  in  the 
house  all  the  time!  I  seen  her  asking 
Osborn's  opinion  about  dogs  and  her 
raised  in  a  kennel.  I  know  what  that 
means!  And  what  have  so  many 
young  ladies  come  runnin'  to  the 
house  fur  anyway,  these  days,  Mis' 
Preston?  Seems  to  me,  Edith's  get- 
tin'  a  lot  of  young  lady  friends,  all  of 
a  sudden!  Seems  to  me  there's  lots 
of  young  ladies  bein'  more  interested 
in  your  flower  garden.  Mis'  Preston, 
than  they  used  to   be!" 

And,  indeed,  I  have  had  lately  this 
experience  that  I  suppose  happens  to 
all  mothers  who  have  good-looking 
sons;  there  comes  a  time  when  sud- 
denly you  find  yourself  sought  after 
by  various  young  ladies  who  have 
hitherto  ignored  your  existence.  They 
come  to  call;  they  ask  your  opinion 
about  books;  they  interest  themselves 
in  your  little  hobbies  with  an  artless- 
n>ess  that   is  rather  touching. 

I  am  not  enough  of  a  fool  to 
imagine  that  every  girl  who  looks  at 
my  boy  falls  in  love  with  him.  hut  I 
do  know  that  a  boy  who  can  ask  girls 
to  danoes  and  ball  games  is,  of  course, 
run  after,  and  it  is  much  to  Osborn's 
credit  that  he  has  never  noticed  it. 
But  I  have  and  I  didn't  need  Seraphy 
to  point  it  out  to  me". 

That  afternoon  Maria  and  I  were 
sitting  in  the  hack  library  when  the 
telephone  bell  rang,  and  Maria,  who 
was  expecting  to  hear  from  a  friend 
of  hers,  answered   it.     I  heard  her  say: 

"Yes-  oh.  yes.  Berenice,  I'll  tell  him 
al>out  it.  It's  too  bad  you  should  have 
bothered.  Oh,  it's  very  nice  of  you 
to  take  it  that  way,  hut  1  know  ex 
aotly.  oh,  >..u  need  n't  bell  me.  I 
know-how  your  mother  feels  to  have 
a  muddy  dog  come  tracking  through 
her    nice,    clean    house 

'That  was  Berenice  Doble,"  said 
Maria..  "Qpborn's  horrid  dog  lias  run 
away   and    come   right    to   her  house." 

"Oh.   he   ran   away,    did    he'"'   said   I. 

"It's  odd  he  should   have   gone  right 

io   Berenice's  house."  said   Maria. 

"Very    odd."   said    1    dryly. 

"Well,  she  wants  OSbOTtn  to  come 
and   get    him." 

"And    that's    odd.    tOO,"    said    1. 

"i  don't  think  us  ...id  at  all."  re- 
plied    Maria        "1    should    think    they'd 


all  want  that  dog  "removed  as  noon 
as  possible.  It's  always  been  a  great 
trial  to  me  that  we  couldn't  1 
Piker  at  home.  It's  just  like  hens  or 
anything  else — if  you  have  them,  keep 
them  to  yourself.  And.  you  know. 
Editha,  Piker's  never  held  anyh..  : 
flower  garden  sacred.  I  suppose  there 
i  a  ^ower  garden  for  miles  around 
that  Piker  hasn't  buried  our  I., 
in;  and  you  know.  Editha,  that  it's 
exactly  as  if  the  wrath  of  God  had 
passed  over  when  Piker  has  gone 
through  a  flower  bed.  And  now  this 
dog  is  beginning  the  same  business 
over  again.      It's  very  mortifying." 

It  didn't  mortify  me.  I  may  be  un- 
just, but  I  would  be  willing  to  wager 
that  the  setter  pup  never  ran  away 
at  all;  or,  at  least,  never  ran  to 
Berenice's  house. 

"Berenice  Doble  is  a  very  nice,  re- 
fined girl,"  Maria  went  on.  "She's  so 
feminine.  I  think  she's  a  very  good 
companion  for  Edith;  and  she's  so 
pleasant  and  respectful  to  older 
people.  I  think  she  does  Mrs.  Doble's 
upbringing   great    credit." 

"Pooh!"  said  I.  "Maria,  she  isn't 
any  more  feminine  than  any  other 
girl.  She's  a  great,  big,  wholesome, 
strapping,  twenty-six-inch  waist,  five- 
foot-eight   girl." 

"She  has  sweet,  pretty,  feminine 
ways;  I  don't  care  what  the  size  of 
her  waist  is.  It  isn't  the  size  of 
people's  waists  that  decides  how 
feminine  they  are,  Editha.  Xeithi  r 
your  waist  nor  mine  measures  the 
same  as  when  we  were  girls,  and  I 
hope  we  are  no  less  feminine  than  we 
were  then." 

The  next  morning  Seraphy  ap- 
peared  to  me. 

"I  wish  you'd  come  down  and  take 
a  peek  into  my  kitchen.  Mis'  Preston, 
and  see  what's  settin'  under  the  table. 
As  suie  as  you're  alive,  it's  the  setter 
pup,  large  as  life  and  Doble's  man 
that's  bringing  him.  He  run  away 
again,  and  you  needn't  tell  me  they 
don't  feed  him  at  Doble's.  I  know 
better!  I  know  when  a  dog's  bein' 
fed  and-  when  he  ain't  bein'  fed.  Feed- 
in'  of  him  up  to  her  place  is  what  she 
is,  and  makin'  of  him.  And  Osborn's 
a  starvin'  of  him  and  a  trainin'  of 
him,  and  he  don't  know  no  more 
about  trainin'  a  pup  than  me  nor  you. 
Mis'  Preston,  and  he  thinks  he  knows 
everything,  'cause  he  can  play  base- 
ball. I've  seen  it  done  all  kinds  ot 
ways  at  my  time  of  life,"  went'  on 
Seraphy.  "but  this  beats  Ned!  I  never 
seen  'em  use  a  setter  pup!" 

The  setter  pup's  preference  for 
Berenice  got  to  be  a  standing  joke  in 
our  family,  and  during  the  next 
month  the  dog  was  exchanged  be- 
tween the  Dobles'  and  our  house  and 
the  college  almost  daily.  By  the  end 
of  this  time,  if  there  was  any  doubt 
in  other  people's  minds  as  to  whom 
that  dog  belonged,  there  was  no  doubt 
in  the  mind  of  the  dog.  for  I  met  him 
uptown.  looking  quite  sleek  and 
handsome,  following  Berenice  Doble. 
lie  had  on  a  fine  new  collar  with  a 
license  on  it.  and  it  was  decorated 
with  a  large  bow  in  the  colors  of  Os- 
born's college.  And  it  was  no  secret 
to  me  that  Osborn  invited  Berenice 
to  go  to  ball  games,  and  when  he  went 
to  fetch  his  dog  on  its  daily  excursions 
to  the  Doble  house,  it  took  him  the 
entire  evening  to  bring  it  away. 
(TO  BK  CONTINUED.) 


ASPIRATION. 

He    said.     "I     will    not     leave    you 

fortless" — 

And    left    us    Faith      to    creep    into    our 

eyes. 
Instead     of     tears.        Vet      Heath     - 

mysteries 
Which  hide  the   blossom   of  the  wilder- 
ness. 
Casting   us  desolate  a-down  a   road 
That    looms    eternal    to    Eternity. 
Hut    God    whose   pity   moves   in   Charity 
On    every    pilgrim    has   a    gifi    bestow'.! 
To    help    our    straining    eyes;    and    in 

mine    own 
Hazes    my    little    daughter      trustfully. 
O   life  Of   Spring!     1    lean    my   heart    on 

thee— 
Now     in     the     wilderness     fresh 

are    sown 
Among   the    rocks   of   my   unhappiness. 
Thy    faith    in    me    lies    in    thy    clasping 
hand.    My   Faith     in   teaching   the.-   to 

understand.    .    .    . 
.    .    .  He    said     He    would     not    leave    us 

comfortless. 

— P.   F.,    in   "Country   Life." 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

As  Between  Friends  I    , — 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    22.) 

our  childhood  a  pleasure  that  has  never 
been  equalled.  It  is  their  birth-right — 
their  privilege  to  revel  in  these  won- 
drous stories'  of  imagination,  and  I  have 
not  the  least  doubt  that  their  mentality 
is  increased  and  strengthened  thereby. 
I  can  scarcely  imagine  a  normal  child- 
hood apart  from  Hans  Christian  An- 
dersen, Grimm's,  or  the  Arabian 
Nigh'ts.  What  could  equal  the  charm 
of  "The  Snow  Queen"?  What  could  in- 
duce thrills  to  compete  with  those  called 
forth  by  "Ali  Baba"  or  "Aladddn  and  the 
Wonderful   Lamp"? 

MOST   children    live     in     a    world   of 
their  own  creation — a  Golden  Age 
wlraeh  the  Stern  realities  of  life  soon  re- 
duce to  pitiful  grayness.     Let  them  have 
their  dreams,  their  exaggerated  fancies, 
their    own    particular    little    world    into 
which  they  may  retreat  when  the  trials 
and  griefs  of  childhood  press  too  heavy 
upon     them.      We     never     outgrow    our 
dreams.      I     have    a    golden     realm    in 
which  I   wander  even   now — a   kingdom 
of  my  own  in  which  I  forget  that  I  am 
a  very  ordinary  person  and  expand  into 
a   personage   of    tremendous    power   and 
importance.      Wealth,    position,    power — 
all   are  mine   and    I    defy   anything   ex- 
cept an  attack  of  softening  of  the  brain 
or  asphasia  to  take  my   kingdom   from 
me.      When    my    boys    come    whooping 
round    the    house    in    Indian    attire,    or 
when,  in  the  costume  of  Long  John  Sil- 
ver or  some  other  personage  of  piratical 
instincts,    they    sail    the  mill-race   on   a 
raft  made  of  packing-cases  and  a  Jolly 
Roger  flag  torn  from  my  best  black  silk 
petticoat,    I    bless    the   stars    that    gave 
them   this  insight  to  another  world,   an 
imagination   that  makes  their  days   in- 
teresting and  their  nights  wholesomely 
drowsy.     Keep  fairy  stories  from  them! 
I    should    think    not.      I    will    carefully 
place    in    their    way   every    thriller    that 
I  tan   find  and  rejoice  in  the  fact  that 
they   prefer    them    to   some    of    the    de- 
cadent   and    more    matter-of-fact    liter- 
ature of   to-day  which  is  much  less  in- 
spiring  and    not    nearly    so    wholesome. 
Do  you  remember  the  solace  that  poor 
little    Sara     Crewe     enjoyed     from    her 
imagination?     Instead  of  the  household 
drudge,  fallen  from  her  high  estate,  she 
was  a  princess  who  looked  with   scorn 
and  pity  on  those  who  had  the  power  to 
torment    her   body   but    failed    to    reach 
her   mind. 


ONE  prominent  educator  in  the 
States  is  quoted  as  saying  that 
"the  fairy  story  belongs  to  the  age  of 
ignorance  and  is  immoral  because  it  is 
based  on  lies,  leads  to  laziness  and  in- 
culcates weakness."  A  Western  paper, 
in  commenting  on  this  person's  ideas, 
says  that  it  knows  "some  of  the  old 
fairy  tales  and  will  admit  that  they  are 
the  product  of  the  age  of  ignorance 
and  based  on  lies,  if  the  word 
lies  be  stretched  thin  enough  to  cover 
the  most  beautiful  creations'  of  fancy." 
It  continues  to  observe  that  if  we  com- 
mence to  thin  out  stories  of  this  class 
there  will  be  no  end  to  the  holocaust. 
"If  so.  then  down  with  the  Iliad  and 
the  Odyssey,  blot  out  the  story  of  King 
Arthur  and  his  round  table,  let  the  twi- 
light of  the  gods  be  Stygian  darkness. 
Forget  Achilles  and  Hector,  Lancelot 
and  Guinevere;  banish  Jupiter  and 
Venus,  Thor  and  Frija.  They  are  lies; 
let  us  have  nothing  but  the  truth 

"And  while  we  are  about  it  let  us 
tuppress  A  Midsummer  Night's  Dream,' 
which  is  an  ignorant  fairy  tale,  and  'A 
Winter's  Tale,'  wherein  a  creature  pare 
fish  and  part  man  serves  a  magician. 
They  are  both  lies.  The  'Divine  Com- 
edy' is  also  a  lie  and  'Faust'  should  be 
expurgated.  There  is  too  much  in  it 
about  devils  and  magic. 

"Even  the  Bible,  upon  Dr.  Blake's 
theory,  would  seem  to  need  attention, 
and  we  are  prepared  to  go  with  her  thus 
far:  If  the  roses  around  the  palace  of 
the  Sleeping  Princess  must  be  pulled 
■  up.  then  we  demand  the  extirpation  of 
Jonah's  gourd." 

Yes,  indeed,  if  we  commence  this  work 
— this  iconoclastic  demolition  of  all  that 
makes  childhood  rosy  and  happy — there 
will  be  no  end  to  the  destruction.  It 
would  be  like  the  fanaticism  of  the 
early  Puritans  who  destroyed  the  beau- 
tiful paintings  and  carvings  in  English 
churches  because  they  did  not  approve 
of  such  frivolity.  And  it  is  we  who  suf- 
fer the  loss.  Are  we  going  to  deprive 
our  children  of  the  very  pleasures  that 
we  enjoyed?  Not  I,  for  one— and  here 
is  my  youngest  hopeful  with  his  copy 
of  "Tom  Thumb."  I  must  go.  Good- 
bye! 


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Small's  Forest  ('renin  Cake  J  ring 
and  Bread  Spread  is  delicious, 
nourishing  and  economical,  ready 
prepared  for  sandwiches,  filling 
and  icing  cakes.  Packed  in  one, 
two  and  a  half,  and  thirty  pound 
tins. 

PANCAKES  have  a  new  zest  and  a  taste  that 
lingers  When  sprinkled  with  Small's  Forest 
Cream  Maple  Syrup.  Fresh  and  pure  as  the 
Northern  snows,  and  smacks  well  of  the  Cana- 
dian forest.  Remember  the  little  name 
"SMALL'S"  and  insist  on  it.  The  original. 
Established  ninety-five  years.  At  leading 
grocers    throughout  the   world. 

SMALL'S  LIMITED,  MONTREAL 


A  Page  of  Special  Interest  to  Young  Writers 


CAKE  ICING 


Manv  of  U8  looking  back  to  the 
year  \'.i\".  will  recall  a  book 
named  "Changing  Winds,"  by 
St.  John  Ervine,  which  told  us  mor» 
graphically  than  perhaps  any  other 
novel  how  the  war  came  to  a  group  of 
young  English  writers.  Among  them 
was  one  character,  Henry  Quinn,  a 
hlgh-etrung  sensitive  young  Irishman, 
who  endeared  himself  to  every  reader 
and  who,  if  the  truth  were  known,  was 
largely  autobiographical  of  St.  John 
Ervine  himself. 

"Changing  Winds "  showed  the 
happy  comradeship  of  this  group  of 
boys,  and  how  they  served  their 
apprenticeship  in  London.  The  story 
is  full  of  interest  for  all  writers,  and 
thai  is  why  I  am  recalling  it  to  the 
readers  of  this  department,  as  well  as 
to  give  them  a  glimpse  of  a  writer 
who  is  more  than  a  writer — a  gallant 
soldier  who  will  go  lame  all  his  life, 
as  the  result  of  a  serious  wound  in 
one  of  the  worst  engagements  of  the 
latter  part  of  1917. 

Ervine,  who  is  in  the  early  thirties, 
has  just  concluded  a  successful  lecture 
tour  in  America.  He  made  two 
Canadian  appearances, — one  in  Mont- 
real and  the  other  in  Toronto.  In  the 
latter  place  he  spoke  on  "Impressions 
of  my  Elders";  men  like  Wells, 
Yeats,  Bernard  Shaw  and  others  who 
are  influencing  modes  and  methods  of 
story  and   playwriting  to-day. 

The  writer  of  this  page  spent  most 
of  a  happy  day  with  Mr.  Ervine,  and 
what  is  related  here  as  to  his  views 
and  advice  came  from  conversations, 
as  well  as  from  the  brilliant  lecture 
that  he  gave  for  the  Women's  Can- 
adian Club. 

He  spoke  much  of  his  childhood  in 
Belfast,  where  Protestants  were  sup- 
posed to  be  vastly  superior  to  Catho- 
lics, and  where  a  small  boy  once  ask- 
ing his  teacher,  "Did  God  make 
Catholics?"  and  receiving  the  reply 
that  He  certainly  did,  exclaimed, 
"Oh,  well,  He'll  rue  it  yet!" 

THE  thing  that  has  remained  with 
me  as  the  very  best  advice  that 
could  be  given  to  those  practically  in- 
terested in  literature,  occurred  in  the 
suggestion.  "There  is  always  and  under 
all  circumstances  material  at  hand  for 
the  man  or  woman  who  has  it  in  him 
to  write.  Do  not  seek  far  fields,  de- 
velop that  which  is  at  hand  and  may 
be  studied  from  the  life.  Surely  there 
is  better  stuff  here  in  Toronto  than 
there  was  for  Arnold  Bennett  in  the 
Five  Towns.  I  know — because  I  have 
been   in   the   Five  Towns." 

"At  the  age  of  twenty,"  said  Mr. 
Ervine,  "I  was  in  bitter  revolt  against 
almost  everything;  which  was  quite  the 
right  and  proper  state  of  mind  for  a 
young  man  who  intended  to  write.  If 
a  very  young  man  is  not  in  revolt  at 
everything,  he  is  no  good.  But  by  the 
age  of  thirty,  he  should  begin  to  get 
some  sort  of  perspective,  and  if  at 
forty  he  still  believes  that  all  estab- 
lished laws  which  he  has  to  confront 
are  out  of  order,  he  is  merely  pathetic. 
When  I  first  went  to  London.  I  was 
rather  disappointed.  I  had  always  ex- 
pected that  something  wonderfully  ex- 
citing would  happen  to  me  the 
moment  that  I  reached  there.  In 
other  words,  I  looked  for  romance. 
But  not  even  in  such  a  promising 
place  as  Hanging  Sword  Alley  did  I 
find  it.  I  began  to  think  that  there 
was  a  curse  on  me  and  that  I  never 
would.  No  lovely  la'dy  fled  to  me  for 
succor,  and  though  other  people  had 
things  happen  that  make  the  most 
wonderful  plots  for  stories,  nothing 
came  to  me — nothing  except  the 
greatest  discovery  of  all,  that  if  you 
do  not  find  adventures  in  life  you 
must  just  make  them  up.  So  you  see, 
a  writer  is  really  a  disappointed  man. 
If  young  writers  would  remember  that 
it  would  help  them  a  lot." 

Mr'  Kr\  hit's  first  advice  to  these 
same  young  writers  is  something  like 
this — don'i  be  afraid  to  love  and  per- 
haps even  Co  Imitate  the  great  authors. 
Copy  them  it'  you  like,  until  you  can 
hardly  tell  which  is  which.  Then 
step  short  and  develop  a  different 
quality  or  you  will  not  be  influenced, 
you  will  be  overpower*  d 

YEATS  once  told  Mr,  Ervine  that  he 
had  round  that  an  excellent  idea  is 
always    to    live    with    your    superiors. 

(CONTINCBD 


But  this  is  difficult  advice  since  so 
few  of  us  aeknowledge  nowadays  that 
we  have  any  superiors.  And  again, 
these  people  misht  refuse  to  live  with 
their  inferiors.  So  really  the  only 
way  to  follow  Yeats'  advice  is  con- 
■"  read  the  books  of  the  great. 
id,  great  writers  as  much  as  pos- 
sible.'' says  Mr.  Ervine.  "Read 
Shakespeare  and  Shelley  and  Milton 
and  the  Bible,  and  after  that  read  the 
authors  to  whom  you  naturally 
gravitate." 

As  youth  naturally  delights  in  sad- 
ness, many  young  people  will  care  to 
read  the  Russian  novelists,  especially 
Dostoieffs'ky  who  is  literally  steeped  in 
melancholy.  Lady  Gregory  told  Mr. 
Ervine  that  it  was  because  sh«-  was 
an  old  woman  that  she  wrote  come- 
dies. "Old  people  can  laugh,  while 
youth    mourns,"   she   said. 

Then  in  discussing  the  annual  prize 
for  literature,  which  will  be  open  an- 
nually, through  the  Women's  Can- 
adian Club  of  Toronto,  to  all  unpro- 
fessional writers  in  that  city,  Mr. 
Ervine  said,  that  the  greatest  thing, 
the  greatest  encouragement,  that  a 
young  writer  could  receive  from  the 
community,  is  not  the  monetary  value 
of  the  prize,  but  it  is  the  fact  that  he 
has  been  given  a  hearing;  a  chance, 
through  the  selection  of  the  Com- 
mittee, to  rise  out  of  that  obscurity 
which  seems  so  hopeless  and  so  huge. 
And  if  not  so  fortunate  as  to  be  the 
winning  competitor,  he  or  she  is  at 
least  given  a  chance  to  present  manu- 
script to  those  who  are  really  com- 
petent to  judge  work  and  to  give  an 
opinion.  "A  helping  hand,  a  little 
kindly  recognition,  that  will  be  the 
salvation  of  your  rising  genius,"  said 
this  successful  novelist,  who  has  him- 
self waded  through  the  slough  of 
despair,  like  every  other  writer  who 
assails  the  editors  and  has  his  manu- 
scripts returned  with  just  about  as 
much  promptness  as  they  are  sent 
out. 

After  all  in  a  literary  career,  one  of 
the  great  differences  between  the 
Success  and  the  Failure  is,  that  the 
former  never  becomes  so  completely 
discouraged  as  to  abandon  his  pur- 
pose. 

A<<  iRRESPONDENT  from  Van- 
couver sends  a  little  story  which 
might  be  very  good,  were  the  angle 
from  which  the  plot  is  seen,  a  little  dif- 
ferent. Now,  the  angle  from  which  the 
plot  is  seen,  is  very  important.  You  have 
"seen"  your  theme  from  an  angle 
which  seems  to  be  purely  physical. 
There  is  nothing  unlovely  about  the 
purely  physical,  but  like  the  purely 
spiritual  it  must  be  dealt  with  sincere- 
ly and  with  the  full  knowledge  that 
the  mere  attempt  is  one  of  the  most 
difficult  things  in  fiction.  Without  in- 
tending to  be  so  you  nevertheless  pre- 
sent something  crude  and  revolting. 
There  is  no  touch  of  beauty  or  magic 
about  it.  Here  is  a  place  to  put  into 
practice  Mr.  Ervine's  advice  and  to 
seriously  consider  the  material  at 
hand.  Living  in  Vancouver,  what 
wonderful  material  for  sea  stories, 
stories  of  ships  and  sailors  and  the 
stirring  adventures  of  boys!  I^ook 
away  from  unhealthy  themes  to  tine 
and  strong  ones.  Your  story  shows 
that  you  can  do  better  than  you  think. 
But  improve  your  diction.  Write  in 
every  day  language,  and  avoid  slang 
on  the  one  hand  and  stilted  phrases 
on  the  other.  To  use  trite  expressions 
is  to   weary   the   reader. 

I  have  been  asked  the  rather  odd 
question.  "What  is  the  best  method 
of  managing  conversation  in  my 
stories?  The  characters  simply  won't 
talk  as  if  they  were  real."  Well,  to 
make  your  characters  life-like,  you 
must  actually  live  their  imagined  life 
in  your  thought,  and  then  turn  the 
thought  into  the  language  of  the  age 
and  circumstance  of  the  individual 
portrayed.  In  an  essay  '■■<'  article,  a 
writer  may  put  his  or  her  thoughts 
into  his  own  language,  in  a  story,  a 
writer  is  merely  the  vehicle  for  h:s 
characters'  thoughts  and  actions. 
Very  little  of  the  author  himself 
should  intrude.  Gradually  as  you 
work,  something  of  an  individual  style 
in  presenting  characters  will  arrive, 
but  in  the  first  stages  of  story  writing 
the  main  thing  is  to  understand  your 
characters.      Of  style   In   writing  it   has 

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ivi  a  y,    in  1  ii  e  i  e  e 


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27 


Chicken  a  la  Marengo. 


ALL  poultry  when  young  should  have  smooth 
and  pliable  legs,  with  the  scales  overlap- 
ping very  slightly.  The  spur  on  the  leg  of 
the  male  bird  must  be  short  and  not  prominent, 
and  the  feet  should  be  soft  and  rather  moist.  The 
flesh  should  be  smooth  and  without  long  hairs. 
When  choosing  a  bird  that  has  not  been  plucked, 
one  should  see  that  the  plumage  is  soft  and 
downy  with  soft  young  feathers  under  the  wing 
and  on  the  breast.  If  freshly  killed,  the  eye3  will 
be  clear  and  not  sunken,  and  there  will  be  no 
discoloration  of  the  flesh. 

The  comb  of  a  fowl  should  be  smooth  and  of  a 
bright  red  color.  A  fowl  for  roasting,  broiling  or 
frying  should  be  young  and  tender,  but  for  boil- 
ing, braising  or  stewing,  an  older  one  may  be 
taken,  as  the  long,  slow  cooking  makes  them 
tender. 

Fowls  are  in  season  durin 
greater  part  of  the  year,  and 
to  beef  and  mutton,  are  the 
important    of    the-   meat 
diet,      lacking,     however, 
the   stimulating   qualities 
of  the  red  meats. 

With  the  exception  of 
ducks  and  geese,  which 
are  rich  in  fat,  poultry 
will  agree  with  many 
people  who  cannot  eat 
other  meat.  This  is 
particularly  true  of  the 
breast  meat,  but  the 
ether  parts  are  also 
good. 

Chicken,  a  fowl  under 
nine  months  old,  is 
rather  more  easily  digest- 
ed than  other  poultry. 
Broilers  are  spring 
chickens  about  four  or 
five  months  old.  Capons 
are  raised  for  food  only, 
and     are    always    tender 

and  well  flavored.  In  selecting  a  chicken,  the 
flesh  should  be  firm,  the  skin  smooth,  the  feet 
and  legs  soft  and  free  from  scales,  and  the  carti- 
lage at  the  end  of  the  breast  bone  soft. 

Chicken  a  La  Marengo.- — Cr.c  two  or  three 
chickens  into  neat  joints,  removing  as  much  of  the 
skin  as  possible.  Melt  four  tablespoonfuls  of  oil 
and  one  tablespoonful  of  butter  in  a  saucepan, 
in  which  place  the  pieces  of  fowl,  and  season  with 
salt  and  pepper.  Color  the  pieces  slightly,  sprink- 
ling them  with  one  tablespoonful  of  flour  and  two 
-chopped  onions.  Then  add  one-fourth  cupful  of 
tomato  puree,  one  bunch  of  pot  herbs  and  suffici- 
ent water  to  cover.  Cover  the  saucepan  and  cook 
gently  for  two  hours.  Arrange  the  joints  neatly 
on  a  hot  dish,  remove  all  grease  from  the  sauce, 
add  to  it  a  squeeze  of  lemon  juice,  a  pinch  of  red 
pepper,  more  seasoning  if  necessary,  and  strain 
1t  over.  Garnish  with  croutons  of  toasted  bread 
and  serve  hot. 

Chicken  Baltimore. — Cut  one  chicken  in  neat 
pieces  for  serving,  sprinkle  with  salt,  pepper  and 
paprika.  Dip  in  beaten  egg,  toss  in  fine  bread 
crumbs  and  arrange  in  a  greased  baking  dish. 
Cook  in  a  hot  oven  for  forty  minutes,  basting  with 
melted  drippings.  Pile  on  a  hot  platter,  garnish 
with  thin  slices  of  crisp  bacon  and  sprigs  of 
parsley.      Serve  with   hot  white   sauce. 


Chicken  Pie. — Cover  chicken, 
-cut  in  pieces  for  serving,  with 
boiling  water,  add  one  blade  of 
mace,  one  bay  leaf,  two  sprigs 
of  parsley,  tied  in  a  muslin  bag. 
Simmer  gently  until  tender. 
Thirty  minutes  before  the 
chicken  is  done,  add  one-half 
pound  of  sausages  cut  in  pieces. 
Arrange  on  the  bottom  of  a 
baking  or  fireproof*  dish  slices 
of  hard-cooked  eggs,  cover  with 
the  chicken  and  sausages,  and 
continue  until  the  dish  is  full. 
Add  four  cupfuls  of  sauce  made 
trom  the  Jiquor  in  the  pan, 
thickened  with  two  tablespoon- 
fuls of  butter  and  four  table- 
spoonfuls  of  flour  cooked  to- 
gether. Reheat  in  the  oven, 
garnish  with  pastry  points  and 
serve  hot. 


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By  MARION   HARRIS  NEIL 

AUTHOR    OF    "THE    THRIFT    COOK    BOOK." 


Broiled  Chicken,  Potatoes  and  Peas. 

Boned  Chicken  in  Aspic  Jelly. — Singe  and  draw 
one  large  chicken,  put  it  into  a  kettle  of  boiling 
water  and  cook  slowly  until  quite  tender.  Lift 
out  and  set  aside  to  cool.  Cut  the  meat  into 
neat  pieces.  Put  the  skin  and  the  bones  into  a 
saucepan  with  four  cupfuls  of  the  liquor  in  which 
the  chicken  was  cooked,  one  onion  cut  into 
small  pieces,  one  blade  of  mace,  two  bay  leaves, 
one  teaspoonful  of  salt,  one-half  teaspoonful  of 
whole  white  peppers  and  one-fourth  teaspoonful 
of  celery  seeds,  and  simmer  until  reduced  to  two 
cupfuls,  then  add  one  and  one-half  tablespoon- 
fuls of  gelatine;  allow  the  gelatine  to  dissolve 
and  strain.  Arrange  a  layer  of  chicken  in  a  wet 
mold,  then  a  few  slices  of  hard  cooked  eggs,  then 
sprinkle  over  two  tablespoonfuls  of  chopped 
parsley,  then  more  chicken,  and  so  on  until  the 
mold  is  nearly  full.  Fill  the  mold  with  the  aspic 
or  stock  and  place  in  the  refrigerator.  Turn  out 
when  set,  garnish  with  chopped  cooked  whites  of 
eggs  and  parsley.  Serve  with  mayonnaise  or 
boiled    dressing. 

Pressed  Chicken. — Pressed  chicken  makes  a 
delicious  supper  dish  and  is  an  admirable  device 
for  masking  a  fowl's  age.  Singe  and  draw  a 
chicken,  but  do  not  cut  it  up.  Boil  until  tender, 
in  just  enough   water  to  keep   it  cooking.      When 


Boned  Chicken  in  Aspic  Jelly. 


For  Chicken  Baltimore. 


it  is  almost  ready  to  fall  to  pieces,  take  from  the 
pot  and  slip  out  all  the  bones.  Chop  or  cut  the 
meat  very  fine,  season  with  salt,  pepper,  paprika 
and  melted  butter,  add  the  liquor  in  which  the 
chicken  was  boiled,  which  should  be  now  reduced 
to  one-half  the  quantity,  and. one  cupful  of  soft- 
ened bread  crumbs,  i.e.,  bread  crumbs  which  have 
been  soaked  in  hot  water  and  then  squeezed  dry. 
Heat  all  together,  press  into  a  square  mold  and 
serve  cold  with  a  garnish  of  aspic  jelly  and 
parsley. 

Creole  Stewed  Chicken. — Singe  and 
draw  a  good  sized  fowl  and  disjoint  It 
carefully.  Melt  two 
tablespoonfuls  of  butter 
in  a  saucepan,  add  three 
onions  sliced  thin,  and 
stir  until  the  onions  are 
thoroughly  cooked,  but 
do  not  allow  them  to 
burn  or  even  brown 
deeply.  Add  the  chicken 
with  the  dark  meat  on 
the  bottom  and  the 
white  meat  on  the  top, 
add  a  dash  of  celery  salt 
and  just  enough  of  the 
juice  from  a  can  of 
tomatoes  to  cover  the 
chicken.  If  the  chicken 
is  large,  this  will  take  an 
entire  quart  can  of 
tomatoes  pressed 
through  a  sieve.  Bring 
to  the  boiling  point,  and  then  push  back  on  the 
stove  to  simmer  for  one  hour.  Season  with  one 
teaspoonful  of  salt  and  a  mere  dash  of  pepper. 
Add  one  sweet  red  pepper,  with  the  seeds  re- 
moved and  the  shell  chopped  finely,  one  can  of 
corn  and  heat  thoroughly.  Edge  a  hot  platter 
with  boiled  rice,  lay  the  chicken  neatly  inside  of 
this  border  and  pour  over  it  the  tomato  and  corn 
sauce. 

Broiled  Chicken. — Broiled  chicken  is  often  so 
cooked  that  when  ready  for  the  table  it  is  stringy 
and  dry.  The  following  method  insures  a  dish 
that  is  full  of  flavor  and  quality.  The  chickens 
must  be  young  and  should  weigh  from  one  to  two 
pounds  each.  Split  and  flatten  them  with  a 
cleaver,  then  place  in  a  greased  baking  pan,  skin 
down,  dust  lightly  with  salt  and  pepper,  dot  gen- 
erously with  pieces  of  butter,  and  put  three  table- 
spoonfuls of  water  in  the  pan  for  each  chicken; 
let  steam  for  thirty  minutes,  basting  every  ten 
minutes;  then  remove  from  the  oven,  place  the 
chickens  on  a  gridiron  and  broil  until  nicely 
browned  on  both  sides.  To  the  liquor  in  the  pan 
add  lemon  juice  and  chopped  parsley  to  taste. 
Arrange  the  chickens  on  a  hot  platter,  pour  the 
sauce  over  and  serve  immediately.  Garnish  with 
mashed  potatoes,  cooked  peas  and  parsley. 

Chicken  with  Rice  and  Tomatoes. — Draw  a 
gdod  sized  chicken  and  disjoint  it.  Melt  two 
tablespoonfuls  of  butter  in  a  saucepan  and  add 
one  onion  sliced  very  thin.  When  the  onion  is 
cooked,  add  the  chicken  and 
allow  it  to  cook  for  a  moment 
without  browning,  shaking  the 
pan  gently  to  keep  it  from 
sticking.  Cover  with  boiling 
water  and  after  it  has  come  to 
boiling  point,  push  the  pan  to 
the  back  of  the  stove  to  simmer 
the  contents  for  three-fourths 
of  an  hour  or  more  if  the  chick- 
en is  large.  Have  ready,  one 
cupful  of  rice  which  has  been 
washed  and  soaked  in  cold  water. 
Drain  the  rice  and  sprinkle  it 
over  the  top  of  the  chicken. 
Season  with  salt  and  pepper, 
f.<i  put   on   the   cover   and    cook   for 

thirty  minutes,  being  careful 
that  the  rice  does  not  absorb  all 
the  water  and  cause  the  chicken 
to  scorch.  In  another  sauce- 
pan blend  two  tablespoonfuls 
each  of  butter  and  flour  over 
(continued  on  page  50.) 


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By   MARION   HARRIS  NEIL 

AUTHOR     OF    "TIIK    TIIHIFT    COOK     BOOK." 

Some  New  Dishes  to  Tempt  the  Indifferent  Appetite 


GRAPE  juice  is  very  cooling,  re- 
freshing, appetizing  and  pala- 
table and  is  always  acceptable 
at  any  season  of  the  year.  It  aids 
digestion  and  assimilation  of  other 
foods — makes  easier  the  task  for  the 
body  to  get  full  nourishment  from  all 
the  food  consumed.  You  will  be 
surprised  at  the  many  ways  grape 
juice  may  be  used  in  the  making  of 
beverages,  puddings,  sauces,  cakes, 
etc. 

Grape    Juice     with     Lemon     Ice. — 

Serve  grape  juice  very  cold  with  a 
spoonful  of  lemon  ice  on  the  top.  To 
make  the  lemon  ice,  put  two  cupfuls 
of  water  into  a  saucepan,  add  one 
cupful  of  sugar  and  boil  for  eight 
minutes,  remove  the  saucepan  from 
the  fire  and  beat  until  cold.  Add  the 
stiffly  beaten  whites  of  four  eggs,  the 
grated  rind  of  one  lemon  and  the 
strained  juice  of  three  lemons  and 
freeze. 

Grape  Juice  with  Eggs. — When  you 
are  tired  or  hungry,  try  this.  Break 
two  fresh  eggs  into  a  glass,  fill  up 
with  grape  juice  and  a  small  piece 
of  ice.  Shake  thoroughly,  and  drink 
slowly.  Serve  crackers  with  this 
drink. 

Grape  Juice  Salad  Dressing. — Whip 
up  one  cupful  of  whipping  cream, 
when  stiff,  add  one-fourth  cupful  of 
grape  juice,  and  a  few  grains  of  salt 
Chill  and  use  with  any  fruit  salad, 
such  as  peach  salad. 

Grape  Juice  Conserve. — Slice  thin- 
ly twelve  oranges,  add  the  grated 
rinds  and  strained  juice  of  four 
lemons,  six  pounds  of  seedless  raisins, 
and  three  pounds  of  mixed  nut 
meats,  blanched  and  chopped.  Dis- 
solve seven  pounds  of  sugar  in  two 
pints  of  grape  juice,  add  the  orange 
mixture  and  cook  very  slowly  until 
reduced  to  a  thick  marmalade.  Pack 
in  sterilized  jars. 

Grape  Juice  with  Baked  Apples. — 

Pare  and  core  apples  and  place  In 
greased  baking  tin.  Fill  the  core 
space  of  each  with  grated  maple 
sugar,  one-half  cupful  of  grap*  juice, 
dot  with  hutter  and  sprinkle  over 
each  a  little  powferf-a  ginger.  Bake 
until  the  apples  are  tender,  but  not 
rroken,  basting  with  the  syrup  which 
l.'ras.  Serve  hot  or  cold,  with  the 
''■■i  I  owing  grape  juice  cream:  Beat  one 
.■upful  of  whipping  cream  until  stiff, 
then  whip  into  it  one-third  cupful  of 
grape  juice  and  sugar  to  sweeten. 

Grape  Juice  Pie. — Beat  one  egg  and 
one-half  cupful  of  grated  maple  sugar 
together  until  light.  Mix  one  cupful 
of  grape  juice  with  two  tablespoon- 
fuls  of  cornstarch  and  then  allow  it 
to  cook  over  hot  water  for  four 
minutes,  stirring  all  the  time.  Re- 
move from  the  fire  and  when  cool,  add 
the  sugar  mixture,  one  'teaspoonful  of 
orange  extract  and  a  pinch  of  salt. 
Pour  into  a  pie  plate  lined  with  pastry 
and  bake  in  a  moderate  oven.  Cover 
with  meringue  and  brown  lightly  in 
the  oven.     Serve  hot. 

Grape  Juice  Pudding  Sauce. — Bring 
to  boiling  point  one-half  tablespoonful 
of  orange  juice  and  one  cupful  of 
grape  juice.  Moisten  one  tablespoon- 
ful of  cornstarch  in  a^little  cold  water, 
add  to  the  boiling  mixture  and  stir, 
and  cook  for  five  minutes  longer. 
Then  add  one  cupful  of  sugar  and 
stir  until  the  sugar  is  dissolved. 
Serve  hot  or  cold  with  sweet  pud- 
dings, rice  pudding,  cottage  pudding, 
etc. 

Grape  Juice  Lemonade. — Make  two 
quarts  of  sweet  lemonade,  then  add 
two  cupfuls  of  grape  juice.  Serve 
very  cold   in  glasses. 

For  plain  grape  juice,  keep  the 
grape  Juice  on  ice  and  serve  very 
cold,  or  cracked  ice  may  be  added  at 
serving  tin^e.  If  liked  diluted,  the  Ice 
will  melt  sufficiently,  or  add  plain  cold 
water. 

Grape  Juice  Marsh  mallow  Dainty. 
— Put  the  rinds  of  six  oranges  and 
six  lemons  into  a  saucepan,  add  two 
cupfuls  of  boiling  water  and  allow  to 
remain    covered     for    thirty    minutes. 


Strain  the  juice  of  the  oranges  and 
lemons  into  a  bowl  (there  should  be 
two  cupfuls),  add  the  water  drained 
from  the  rinds  and  allow  to  cool 
Then  add  two  quarts  of  grape  juice, 
one  and  one-half  quarts  of  ice  water 
and  two  pounds  of  grated  maple 
sugar.  Serve  in  glasses  with  four 
pieces  of  marshmallow  in  each  glaes 

Grape  Juice  Punch. — Put  four  cup- 
fuls of  grape  juice  into  a  punch  bowl 
add  one  and  one-half  cupfuls  of 
sugar  and  four  cupfuls  of  water, 
then  add  the  strained  juice  from 
three  oranges  and  three  lemone. 
Make  very  cold,  add  sliced  bananas 
and  sliced  pineapple.  Serve  with  a 
piece  of  ice  in  the  punch  bowl. 

Grape  Juice  Glace. — Pour  two  cup- 
fuls of  boiling  water  over  one  pound 
of  lump  sugar,  allow  it  to  dissolve, 
then  add  two  inches  of  cinnamon 
stick  and  two  tablespoonfuls  of  lemon 
juice.  Boil  for  fifteen  minutes  and 
then  allow  to  cool.  Add  four  cupfuls 
of  grape  juice  and  at  serving  time, 
stir  in  a  meringue  made  of  four 
whites  of  eggs  beaten  to  a  stiff  froth 
with  four  tablespoonfuls  of  sugar. 
Serve  in  glasses  with  wafers  or  cake. 

Grape  Juice  Jelly. — Put  four  and 
one-half  tablespoonfuls  of  gelatine 
into  a  clean  saucepan,  add  three  cup- 
fuls of  grape  juice,  rinds  and  strained 
juice  of  three  lemons,  two  cupfuls  of 
water,  one  cupful  of  sugar,  whites 
and  shells  of  two  eggs.  Whisk  over 
the  fire  until  boiling,  remove  the 
whisk,  allow  to  boil  up,  draw  the 
saucepan  to  the  side  of  the  fire  and 
allow  the  contents  to  settle.  Strain 
through  a  hot  jelly  bag  and  pour  into 
a  wet  mold.  Turn  out  when  firm  and 
serve  with  cream  or  milk. 

Grape  Juice  Blanc  Mange. — Bring 
to  boiling  point  one  cupful  of  water, 
one  and'  one-half  cupfuls  of  grape 
juice,  one-fourth  cupful  of  sugar,  one- 
fourth  teaspoonful  of  salt  and  one 
teaspoonful  of  powdered  nutmeg,  stir 
in  ten  tablespoonfuls  of  cornstarch, 
mixed  with  one-half  cupful  of  cold 
water.  L.ir  over  hot  water  until  thick 
and  smooth,  ..hen  cook,  stirring 
occasionally  for  forty  minutes.  Pour 
into  a  wet  meld  or  wet  Individual 
molds.  When  cold  turn  out,  and  serve 
with  stewed  or  canned  fruit. 

Grape  Juice  Ice  Cream. — Bring  two 
cupfuls  of  cream  to  boiling  point  in 
a  double  boiler  and  add  one  and  one- 
half  cupfuls  of  sugar.  When  cool,  add 
two  more  cupfuls  of  cream  and  two 
cupfuls  of  grape  juice.  Freeze  and 
serve  in  dainty  glasses. 

Grape  Juice  Mint  Cup. — Arrange 
sprigs  of  mint  in  tall  serving  glasses, 
fill  two-thirds  full  of  cracked  ice,  then 
fill  with  the  following  mixture:  Add  to 
four  cupfuls  of  grape  juice,  the 
strained  juice  of  two  lemons  and 
sugar  to  sweeten.     Serve  with  straws. 

Another  Method — For  each  portion, 
allow  one-third  cupful  of  grape  juice, 
in  which  has  been  soaked,  for  at 
least  forty  minutes,  three  bruised 
mint  leaves.  Strain  these  out,  and  add 
three  tablespoonfuls  of  orange  or 
lemon  juice,  one  tablespoonful  of 
sugar,  and  ice  water  to  fill  up  an 
ordinary-sized  glass. 

Grape  Juice  Puree. — Mix  three 
tablespoonfuls  of  fine  sago  or  tapioca 
with  three  cupfuls  of  water  in  a 
saucepan,  stir  over  the  fire  until  it 
cooks  slowly  #or  twenty-five  minutes. 
Then  add  three  cupfuls  of  grape  Juice, 
one-half  cupful  of  sugar  and  a  pinch 
of  powdered  nutmeg  or  cinnamon  and 
boll  for  five  minutes.  Chill  and  set 
aside  to  cool.  At  serving  time  put  a 
little  crushed  ice  in  the  bottom  of 
bouillon  cups,  then  fill  three-fourths 
full  of  the  grape  juice  pur£e.  Serve 
with   crackers  or  rusks. 

Grape      Juice      Sherbet. — Put      two 

cupfuls  of  sugar  into  a  saucepan  with 
four  cupfuls  of  water  and  boll  for 
twenty  minutes.  Add  the  strained 
juice  of  one  lemon  and  one  orange, 
three  cupfuls  of  grape  juice,  one 
tablespoonful  of  gelatine  dissolved  in 
one  cupful  of  boiling  water  and  when 
cold   freeze. 


May,   Nineteen-Twenty. 

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29 


e  Looking  Glass 

y  Vain  Jane     4  j^' 


Short  Sleeves  Being  Now  in  Vogue,  a  Beautiful  Arm  is 
Much  to  he  Desired. 


IT  is  surprising  the  way  in  which  a 
change  of  fashion  will  necessitate 
our  emphasizing  the  care  given 
to  first  one  part  of  our  body  and  then 
another.  For  instance,  in  the  days 
when  it  was  considered  the  correct 
styie  to  wear  collars  which  reached 
well  up  under  our  chins  and  were 
even  supported  by  celluloid  braces  so 
that  they  might  attain  the  highest 
point  possible  under  the  ear  (the 
higher  the  smarter!),  we  were  not 
obliged  to  be  so  careful  about  the  tex- 
ture of  the  skin  underneath,  nor  was 
there  necessity  for  spending  eo  much 
time  in  rubbing  in  whitening  and 
lubricating  creams  to  keep  it  soft  and 
beautiful.  However,  the  moment  low 
necks  (long  may  they  remain)  came 
into  fashion,  the  entire  feminine  world 
began  to  take  stock  of  its  neck.  There 
was  a  great  demand  for  neck  bleach- 
ing creams,  and  coooa-butter  to  fill  in 
the  hollow  places,  and  crease  eradi- 
cators.  Only  the  most  careless  mor- 
tals forgot  to  add  a  nightly  neck 
massage  to  the  other  features  of  their 
beauty  culture.  Many  new  prepara- 
tions came  into  existence  to  aid  in 
making  the  neck  beautiful,  and  most 
of  these  have  beer,  in  use  ever  since. 
For  a  number  of  years  past  long 
sleeves  have  been  in  fashion's  favor, 
but  as  hupj  i-ns  with  the  swing  of  the 
pendulum,  short  sleeves  are  now 
comme  il  faut,  and  the  arm,  espe- 
cially from  slightly,  above  the  elbow 
to  the  wrist,  is  once  more  very  much 
in  the  public  eye.  Now  it  may  so 
happen,  and  I  trust  It  does,  that  you 
possess  a  pretty  and  shapely  arm,  an 
arm  that  is  roundly  moulded  and  de- 
lightfully tapering  to  the  wr.st.  If 
this  be  the  case,  so  much  the  less  fm 
your  anxieties.  But  if  your  arm  - 
an  angular  and  thin  arm,  then,  d  it 
lady,  it  behooves  you  withou  ;o««  r' 
time  tc  undertake  to  make  it  '  -ju...' 

WHETHER  naturally  pleasu.fe  , 
not,  it  is  reasonable  tu  exv  i 
that  the  unusual  exposure  t°  wtiieti 
arras  will  be  subjected  by  we^rins  . 
short  sleeves  will  necessitate  theii  re- 
ceiving unusual  care  Take  the  el- 
bow for  instance,  it  is  very  easy  to 
develop  a  spot  of  hard  skin  or  callus 
on  this  point  when  it  is  constantly 
meeting  hard  and  sometimes  rough 
surfaces  with  nothing  to  protect  it. 
And  some  of  us,  despite  the  fact  that 
early  training  taught  us  otherwise, 
still  have  a  persistent  habit  of  "lean- 
ing on  our  elbows."  It  is  such  a  nice, 
comfortable  position,  you  will  say, 
that  you  hate  to  give  it  up.  Another 
little  sacrifice  on  the  altar  of  beauty, 
my  friend — and  each  of  these,  re- 
member, helps  to  make  or  strengthen 
the  character! 

Then  there  is  the  danger  of  a 
chapped  skin,  and  that  makes  the 
arm  red  and  unbeautiful.  I  hesitate 
to  recommend  any  particular  prepar- 
ation for  chapped  skin,  because  it  has 
been  my  experience  that  what  is 
"meat  for  one,  is  poison  for  another." 
The  old  remedy  of  glycerine  and  rose 
water  is  a  perfect  cure  in  some  cases 
but  I  have  known  it  to  do  nothing 
but  increase  the  irritation  and  add  to 
the  soreness  in  others.  I  have  in 
mind  a  liquid  that  I  always  keep  on 
my  dressing  table,  it  is  rose  pink  in 
color  and  has  a  nice,  fragrant  smell 
and  what  I  like  best  about  it  be- 
sides its  healing  qualities,  is  that  I 
can  apply  it  ten  minutes  before  I  am 
ready  to  put  on  my  gloves  and  there 
is  never  any  suggestion  of  stickiness 
about  it.  It  keeps  the  hands  and 
arms  smooth  and  white  and  because 
it  is  successful  with  my  skin,  it 
might  be  successful  with  yours. 

I  spoke  about  cocoa  butter  for  fil- 
ling out  the  hollows  about  the  neck. 
This  has  another  use,  too,  in  con- 
nection with  the  arms  and  you  will 
find  that  a  thin  and  bony  arm  and 
wrist  is  greatly  improved  by  a  per- 
sistent rubbing  in  of  cocoa-butter.  On 
the  other  hand,  if  the  arm  is  too  fat 
to  be  attractive,  there  are  exercises 
that  will  aid  in  its  reduction. 


¥  N  the  exuberance  of  your  spirits  in 
*■  welcoming  the  May,  don.'t  forget, 
dear  ladies,  that  this  is  the  season  of 
the  year  when  the  hair  most  needs 
extra  care  and  attention.  It  is  not 
going  to  be  denied,  either.  If  you 
brush  the  matter  lightly  aside  it  will 
repay  you  by  looking  dull  and  sulky 
and  unkempt.  If  you  neglect  It  alto- 
gether, it  refuses  to  be  ignored  and 
makes  a  nuisance  of  Itself  by  coming 
out.  You  will  always  notice  that  the 
carpet  brush  and  the  vacuum  sweeper 
and  the  bedroom  waste-basket  con- 
tain more  stray  combings  in  the  spring 
and  the  fall  of  the  year  than  at  any 
other  season.  If  you  haven't  time  for 
anything  else,  at  least  brush  "our 
hair  more  than  usual  at  this  time. 
And  with  regard  to  brushing,  it  Is 
well  to  point  out  that,  like  everything 
else,  there  is  a  right  and  a  wrong 
way  of  doing  this.  The  brush,  you 
know,  is  not  intended  to  take  out  the 
tangles,  the  comb  must  perform  this 
function.  The  comb  should  never  be 
run  from  the  roots  of  the  hair 
to  the  end.  That  method  will  pull  the 
hair  out  or  break  it.  Begin  at  the  end 
of  the  hair  and  slowly  disentangle  the 
strands  as  you  go  along,  until  the  en- 
tire head  is  smooth.  At  this  stage, 
the  brush  enters.  Brushing  the  hair 
is  largely  for  the  purpose  of  putting 
the  scalp  in  a  gentle  glow  and  assist- 
ing the  natural  oils  to  flow  freely. 
This  is  the  reason  we  find  that  well- 
brushed  hair  has  a  gloss  and  shine 
that  adds  greatly  to  its  beauty.  A 
head  of  hair,  too,  after  being  care- 
fully and  thoroughly  ^rushed  '  al- 
most as  free  from  d:ist  «-  had 
been  fresh  v  «~-  '•-'.:  .  this 
re;'-  ;.  ::  _■,  10  k.  ^p  th'  hair 
h  -h  a  .1  on  or  daintine."  and 
'Jeanlintss 

W)Rhi  M'ONDKN  C 

WlNDERMKkE.-  WhS'  .;  -.•<  most 
encouraging  to  h^-ir  ft.."  the  advice 
which  you  received  h.i>-  jeer;  .►•elpful, 
dear  girl,  Vair.  Jane  is  i>'i.  ;>  paper 
friend  and  it  would  be  quite  impos- 
sible to  do  as  you  suggest.  And  what 
a  heap  of  questions!  If  you  are  on  a 
visit  to  the  city  in  which  our  maga- 
zine is  published,  you  will  be  able  to 
procure  any  of  the  preparations  we 
have  recommended.  As  to  the  red- 
ness of  the  skin,  a  girl  with  a  peaches- 
and-cream  complexion  told  me  re- 
cently that  she  used  hot  milk  as  a 
nightly  bath  for  her  face.  Why  not 
try  this  simple  and  easily  acquired 
liquid.  There  are  many  reliable 
makes  of  talcum  powder  both  pleas- 
ant and  safe  to  use  and  I  do  not 
think  the  cost  is  more  than  the  sum 
you  mention.  But  do  not  use  talcum 
powder  on  your  face — it  really  is  not 
meant  for  that.  Talcum  is  a  body 
powder  and  there  are  special  face 
powders  which  are  altogether  reliable 
and  have  a  quality  which  makes  them 
adhere  to  the  skin  of  the  face.  But 
the  best  are  not  inexpensive;  nothing 
that  is  really  good  ever  is,  as  no  doubt 
your  wise  mind  has  discovered  for  it- 
self. Certainly  I  can  give  you  the 
name  of  a  good  hairdresser  in  Tor- 
onto, but  I  trust  you  are  going  to 
stay  in  the  city  long  enough  to  make 
an  appointment  with  him  several  days 
ahead.  It  will  be  necessary,  you 
know — that  is  just  how  good  he  is. 

E.  B. — I  can  quite  appreciate  your 
anxiety,  my  "Western  friend,  for  a 
very  real  trouble  is  at  hand  when 
such  a  condition  as  you  describe  has 
been  reached.  The  preparation  of 
which  I  have  written  you,  is  a 
troublesome  one  to  use,  but  I  wish 
you  luck  and  hope  that  in  a  short 
time  you  may  find  benefit  from  its 
application.  What  nice  things  you 
say  about  us!  They  make  us  anxious 
to  hear  from  you  again  when  the 
treatment  has  had  time  to  take  effeajt. 
Thank  you  very  much. 


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T^ie  Revival  of  Folk  Dancing 

q'  by  hector  charlesworth 

A  Movement  for  the  Restoration  of  Vital  Old 

Musical  Measures  Which  is  Making 

Rare  Progress 


Morris   dancers   at   Bampton-in-the-Bush,   Oxon, 

an    old    English    village    where    the    traditional 

dances  have  been  preserved  for  over  a  thousand 

years. 


PAINTVARNISn 


VARNISH  RIGHT 


THE  month  of  May  is  one  peculiar- 
ly appropriate  in  which  to 
speak  of  the  revival  of  folk 
dancing,  which  has  become  a  marked 
feature  of  British  educational  thought 
during  the  past  fifteen  years,  and  is 
also  gradually  making  its  way  in  Can- 
ada and  the  United  States.  It  is  part 
of  a  general  movement  to  bring  back 
the  traditional  joyousness  of  "Merry 
England"  to  the  masses;  and  though 
it  was  interrupted  in  some  degree  by 
the  war,  one  has  only  to  glance  at 
English  illustrated  journals  in  which 
photographs  of  such  exercises  fre- 
quently appear,  to  realize  that  it  is 
making  progress.  It  has  also  been 
taken  up  by  many  American,  educa- 
tionists, and  in  several  of  the  Canadian 
cities  there  are  teachers  who  have  in- 
troduced folk 
dancing  to  the 
delight  of  their 
pupils.  The 
movement  has, 
moreover,  this 
a  d  v  a  n  t  a  ge, 
that  the 
dances  are 
primarily  not 
an  affair  of 
the  cities  at 
all,  but  a  birth 
of  the  Eng- 
lish country- 
si  d  e,  dating 
back  to  the 
dim  and  unre- 
corded past, 
and  handed 
down  by 
mouth  to 
mouth  tradi- 
tion. They  are 
not  scientific, 
or  associated  with  courts  or  "society," 
but  a  real  expression  of  natural  im- 
pulses, and  just  as  capable  of  trans- 
plantation to  the  rural  districts  of 
Canada  as  to  its  civic  centres.  The 
reason  why  May  is  an  appropriate 
month  in  which  to  speak  of  them  is 
that  in  their  origins,  many  of  them  are 
associated  with  that  month,  which,  in 
the  early  days  of  rural  England,  was 
celebrated  by  festivals  signifying  the 
period  of  ploughing,  seeding  and 
growth. 

The  root  of  all  these  simple  dances, 
with  their  vigorous  movements  and 
vital  rhythms,  is  what  is  known  as  the 
"Morris,"  a  generic  term  covering  a 
great  variety  of  festal  dances  and 
of  which  the  original  derivation  is 
surmised  rather  than  known.  In  the 
remoter  parts  of  rural  England,  the 
dances  associated  with  May  Day,  St. 
John's  Eve  and  Harvest  Home  have 
been  called  Morris  dances  for  a  thous- 
and years  or  more,  and  not  until 
within  the  past  quarter  of  a  century, 
when  the  movement  to  revive  the  na- 
tional music  of  England  took  serious 
form,  was  there  any  serious  attempt 
to  inquire  into  the  meaning  of  the 
word.  At  first  it  was  assumed  that 
the  word  was  an  ancient  corruption 
signifying  "Moorish"  or  "Morocco," 
— many  Oriental  dances  having  made 
their  way  into  Western  Europe  during 
the  Middle  Ages  through  that  coun- 
try; but  etymologists  and  musical  his- 
torians now  trace  the  word  Morris  to 
a  Keltic  .  root,  "Mor-uiseil,"  meaning 
great  and  dignified;  and  the  dances 
themselves  to  Druidical  beginnings. 
They  connect  them  \yith  the  old  pagan 
festival  of  Beltane  (from  Bel,  the  sun- 
god  of  the  Druids)  which  was  cele- 
brated on  May  Day.  It  is  supposed 
that  multitudes  of  devotees  preceded 
by  three  orders  of  the  priesthood, — 
priests,  bards  and  prophets. — march- 
ed in  solemn  procession  to  the  top  of  a 
high  hill  to  watch  the  kindling  of  a 
fire  on  May  first,  by  direct  agency  of 
the  sun.  A  solemn  and  mysterious 
dance  around  the  fire  thus  kindled 
appeal's  to  have  been  the  origin  of  the 
Morris  or  Mor-uiseil  dance.  Naturally 
rejoicing  followed,  for  May  Day  has 
always  been  regarded  as  symbolical 
of  joy.  Though  the  Druidical  religion 
disappeared,  the  custom  of  dancing 
remained  in  rural  England,  taking  on 
quaint  peasant  forms,  but  always  in 
Borne  degree  associated  with  ceremon- 
ial. The  dances  around  the  Maypole, 
the  institution  of  the  Lord  of  Mis- 
rule or  Master  of  Revels,  and  other 
customs,  have  the  same  ancient  ori- 
gins. 


TpWENTY-FIVE  or  thirty  years  ago 
A  British  composers  in  their  effort 
to  create  a  national  music  and  get 
away  from  the  too-dominating  influ- 
ence of  Handel  and  Mendelssohn 
(who  though  great  composers  were 
alien  in  inspiration),  commenced  to 
delve  into  the  old  dance  tunes  and 
folk-songs  preserved  from  time  im- 
memorial in  the  rural  districts  of  the 
motherland.  Public  interest  in  these 
melodious  measures  was  aroused 
through  the  theatre.  When  Sir  Ar- 
thur Sullivan  composed  his  romantic 
opera  of  Tudor  times,  "The  Yeomen  of 
the  Guard,"  he  introduced  a  typical 
old  English  melody  and  dance  for  his 
leading  number,  "The  Merryman  and 
His  Mayde."  In  connection  with  it 
the  characters  used  the  ancient  ac- 
c  o  mpaniment 
of  pipe  and 
tabor  (a  small 
drum)  or  to 
give  them  the 
old  names  by 
which  they 
were  known  to 
the  English 
peasantry,  the 
"whittle"  and 
"dub."  These, 
before  fiddling 
became  gener- 
a  1,  furnished 
the  music  for 
Morris  danc- 
ing. Another 
composer  of 
the  school  of 
Sullivan,  Ed- 
ward German, 
carried  the 
movement  far- 
ther. When  Sir 
Henry  Irving  produced  Shakespeare's 
"Henry  the  Eighth"  he  commissioned 
German  to  compose  incidental  music 
and  for  the  scene  of  Cardinal  Wol- 
sey's  Feast  the  latter  wrote  a  suite  of 
three  dances;  Morris  dance,  Fire 
dance  and  Shepherd's  dance.  Nearly 
every  reader  must  have  heard  them, 
consciously  or  unconsciously,  for  they 
have  been  played  by  bands,  orchestras, 
and  on  record  machines  ever  since. 
They  remain  an  ideal  expression  of  the 
spirit  of  old  English  folk  dances,  and 
are  used  by  schools  in  connection 
with  their  revival.  Within  recent 
years  the  Australian  composer'  and 
pianist,  Percy  Grainger,  has  gone 
deeply  into  similar  sources  of  inspira- 
tion, not  only  in  England  but  in  Ire- 
land. His  "Shepherd's  Hey,"  a  typi- 
cal old  Morris  dance,  has  gone  all  over 
the  world,  and  must  be  familiar  to 
thousands  through  the  record  ma- 
chines1. Hearing  any  of  the  numbers 
mentioned  it  is  difficult  to  keep  the 
feet  still.  One  has  an  instinctive  im- 
pulse to  dance. 

'  I  *  HE  movement  in  connection  with 
A  musical  competition  has  however 
been  less  fruitful  than  the  allied  effort 
to  revive  the  old  figures  and  start  the 
democracy  dancing  as  they  did  in  days 
of  yore.  Recent  years  have  witnessed 
remarkable  changes  in  connection 
therewith.  It  is  not  so  very  long  since 
the  public  was  disposed  to  regard  folk- 
dancing  as  an  interesting  curiosity,  a 
fad  of  the  moment  which  would  pres- 
ently disappear.  Some  were  inclined 
to  dismiss  folk-dances  as  the  caper- 
ings  of  yokels,  unsuitable  to  an  age 
which  had  produced  great  scientific 
dancers  like  Anna  Pavlowa  and  had 
evolved  the  fox  trot.  It  was  soon  dis- 
covered that  these  dances  entered 
deeply  into  the  natural  feelings  of 
people  who  have  had  no  education  in 
modern  dancing,  and  no  opportunity 
to  observe  the  great  ballet  performers 
of  the  theatre.  Social  workers  among 
countless  shop  and  factory  girls  of 
London,  discovered  that  Cockney  wo- 
men could  take  deep  enjoyment  and 
relaxation  from  the  old  dances  of  the 
countryside  in  which  all  could  partici- 
pate. Dancers  from  small  rural  vil- 
lages, illiterate  in  most  matters,  but 
familiar  with  the  old  tunes  and  tradi- 
tional movements  were  brought  to 
London  to  instruct  these  girls  and 
found  willing  pupils,  many  of  whom 
were  saved  from  the  streets  by  the 
source  of  natural  expression  and  en- 
joyment thus  opened  to  them. 


(CONTINUED   ON'    PACE    50.) 


May,   Nineteen-Twenty. 


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MY  Dear  Club  Members: 
This  month  our  story  writers 
are  going  to  have  scope  for 
their  imaginative  powers.  What  woulc: 
you  do  or  think,  if  a  legal  letter  was 
delivered  to  you  and  the  contents 
stated  that  you  were  heir  to  fifty 
thousand  dollars?  Who  was  the 
generous,  perhaps  unknown  person 
who  thought  of  you?  What  had  you 
done  to  deserve  such  a  legacy?  Put 
on  your  thinking  caps  and  get  to 
work.  This  subject  was  suggested  by 
one  of  our  members  and  I'm  sure 
there  is  going  to  be  keen  competition. 

You  are  now  enrolled  as  a  member, 
Mary  Donaldson,  and  I  shall  look 
forward  to  seeing  you  enter  the  story 
contests.  You  are  very  observant  in 
noticing  the  points  you  mention,  in 
the  stories  written  for  children.  I 
don't  know  why  the  majority  of  such 
writers  do  as  you  say,  for  there  is  no 
set  rule  as  to  how  such  stories  should 
be  written.  Yes,  we  have  some  clever 
members  in  the  Club.  Your  using 
ruled  paper  would  help  to  keep  your 
writing  even 

Thank  you  for  suggestions,  Doris 
Wonnacott,  I  will  remember  same. 
Am  glad  to  say  I  escaped  the  influ- 
enza and  these  lovely  spring  days 
make  one  feel  glad  to  be  alive,  don't 
they? 

I  have  enrolled  you  both  as  mem- 
bers, Gladys  M.  Pitman  and  Gould 
Barton.  There  is  no  fee  to  pay  and  I 
hope  you  will  both  try  to  win  a  prize. 

Thank  you  for  your  nice  letter, 
Evelyn  Grant.  Am  expecting  a  lot  of 
new  members  from  Princeton.  It  is 
exciting  to  win  a  prize  and  I  hope 
you'll  try  again. 

So  glad  to  hear  from  you  again,  Roy 
W.  Graham.  Your  story  was  very 
good  but  I  wanted  a  real  fairy  tale. 
What  about  the  contest  for  this 
month?  You'll  enter  it,  won't  you? 
I  noticed  your  success  in  the  Toronto 
"Globe"    Circle   of   Young  Canada. 

Best  wishes  to  all  members  from 
Your  Sincere  Friend, 

ETHEL   BAIN. 

Prize  List  for  March. 

1.  "My  Aim  in  Life."  Awarded  to 
E.  Craw,  age  13,  Fergus,  Ont. 

2.  Camera  Contest.  No  awards 
made. 

3.  Poetry  Contest.  Awarded  to 
Marguerite  Murray  Cooper,  age  16, 
Box  209,  Petrolia,  Ont. 

4.  "My  Pets."  Awarded  to  Helen 
Edwards,    age    10,    Pakenham,    Ont. 

Special  Prize   for  Honorable  Mention 
lor  1919. 

Awasded  to  Mary  E.  Jackson,  age 
11,   R.Ptt   No.   1,   Malton,   Ont. 

Honorable  Mention  for  March. 

Vivien  McKay,  Doris  Wonnacott, 
Jack  Fowler,  Iris  G.  Kempton,  Mary 
B.  Jackson,  Viola  Quinn,  J.  Arthur 
Lewis,  Isabel  Plumridge,  Olive  Wal- 
lace, Mabel  Hartley. 

List  of  New  Members. 

Barton,   Gould,  Uxbridge,    Ont. 

Belcher,   Helen   Glen,   Toronto,   Ont. 

Brown,    Stanley,    Oxford    Mills,    Ont. 

Craw,   E.,  Fergus,   Ont. 

Donaldson,  Mary,  North  Battleford, 
Sask. 

Edwards,  Helen,  Pakenham,   Ont. 

Farewell,  Margaret  C.  C,  Black- 
falds,  Alberta. 

Geary,   George,   Peterboro,   Ont. 

Kayes,   Marjorie,  Pickering,  Ont. 

Kempton,  Iris  G.  Kempt,  Queens 
Co.,  N.  S. 

Knetchel,   Eric,   Hanover,   Ont. 

Lewis,  J.  Arthur,  Charlottetown. 

Loblaw,   Muri  1,   Bradford,   Ont. 

Limgwood,   Clara   P.,   Waterford,    Ont. 

Lingwood,   Winifred,   Waterford,   Ont. 

McDonald,   Isabel,    Hornby,    Ont. 

McLellan,  Archibald  H.,  Mount 
Forest,  Ont. 

McKay,   Vivien,   Strathclair,    Man. 

Plumridge,   Grace,    Dunnville,    Ont. 

(CONTINUED 


Pitman,  Gladys  M.,  Hebron,  Yar- 
mouth Co.,  N.  S. 

Quinn,  Viola,  Winnipeg,  Man. 

PRIZE   LETTER. 

'  My  P^tP."  by  Helen  Edwards,  age  10, 

I'nU  "nhatn,  Ontario. 

I  HAVE  four  .  ots,  two  cats  and  two 
rabbits.  We  call  the  cats  Mopsy 
and  Gypsy,  ari'i  ".h1  rabbits,  Peter  and 
Nell. 

The  cats  are  In  the  house  most  of 
the  time  and  are  great  company. 

Gypsy  is  brown,  black  and  white. 
One  side  of  her  face  is  bi.vk.  rhn  other 
is  brown,  and  so  is  th<  .  op  of  h  >r 
head.  There  are  brown  r. u.i  ..la^K 
spots  on  her  tail  and  the  rest  of  her 
is  white.  Mopsy  is  much  like  Gypsy, 
or  "Gyp"  as  we  call  her,  but  ooth 
sides  of  her  face  are  black  and  she  is 
more  gray  than  Gyp.  Her  head  is 
brown  and  black.  One  of  her  hind 
feet  is  black  on  the  bottom  and  the 
other  brown. 

They  do  many  very  funny  and  many 
naughty  things.  One  very  funny  thing 
they  do  is  get  into  the  ooal-scuttle 
and  one  day  Mopsy  tipped  it  and 
rolled  over  with  it.  These  two  pussies 
are  very  lonesome  if  one  of  us  is  sick, 
and  roam  around  like  lost  sheep  until 
they  find  us  and  then  stay  nearby  and 
hardly  go  away  long  enough  to  eat. 

Peter  and  Nell  are  at  my  father's 
warehouse  all  the  time  and  pick  up 
what  falls  from  the  bags  when  the 
men  are  loading  or  unloading  their 
grain.  They  are  both  white  in  the 
winter  but  in  the  summer,  Nell  turns 
yellowish-brown.  Last  summer  Nell 
had  eleven  little  rabbits,  five  of  them 
died,  we  gave  three  away,  and  three 
were  stolen. 

Sometimes  we  feed  the  rabbits  oats 
and  sometimes  turnip  or  potato-peels, 
and  they  thrive.  The  whole  four  of 
my  pets  are  very  fat  and  the  pussies 
never  seem  to  have  enough  to  eat. 

PRIZE  LETTER. 

"My  Abu  in  Life,"  by  E.  Craw,  age  13, 
Fergus,  Ontario. 

MY  aim  in  life  is  to  be  a  gcod  sport 
and  play  the  game.  Perhaps  you 
think  this  is  rather  small,  but  never- 
theless, it  stands  for  a  good  deal. 
This  is  a  high  aim  and  it  is  few  who 
can  live  up  to  it  every  time.  If  it  is 
true  that  "The  worst  failure  is  the 
man  who  doesn't  try,"  surely  it  is 
better  to  have  a  high  aim  and  strive 
to  live  up  to  it,  than  to  have  no  aim 
to  make  an  attempt  to  live  up  to. 

To  make  the  definition  very  brief, 
in  comparison  with  what  it  really 
covers,  I  say  that  a  good  sport  is 
polite,  unselfish,  honest,  brave  and 
always  gives  the  other  fellow  the 
square  deal,  in  short,  a  good  sport 
"plays  the  game." 

Our  soldiers  and  nurses  "played  the 
game"  to  the  fullest  extent  during  the 
war,  and  surely  they  will  look  to  us 
to  at  least  make  an  attempt  at  what 
they  made  such  a  grand  success. 

I  read  in  some  book  that  the  three 
most  detestable  people  in  the  world 
are  the  snob,  the  coward,  and  the 
quitter.  Most  of  the  people  who  have 
other  undesirable  characteristics,  can 
be  classed  in  one  of  these  three 
classes,  and  anyone  who  is  a  "sport" 
is  certainly  not  a  snob,  a  coward  or 
a  quitter. 

PRIZE  POETRY.  , 

"Spring,"      by      Marguerite      Murray 

Cooper,    age    16,    Box    209, 

Petrolia,   Ontario. 

N  the  earth  to-day  the  sun  shone 
clear, 
And  seemed  to  us  all  a  message  to 
bring, 
Which   said  as  we  lifted  our  heads  to 
hear, 
'Tis  Spring — 'Tis  Spring. 

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"V/OUR  porch  or  veranda — the  outdoor  living  room 
of  the  whole  family  from  Spring  to  Fall — can  be 
made  as  cheerful  and  comfortable  as  any  room  by  a 
judicious  selection  of  CREX  rugs  in  colors  to  harmonize 
with  your  porch  furniture,  hanging  baskets,  jardinieres, 
etc. 

Sun  parlors,  too,  offer  the  same  opportunity  for  simple 
yet  artistic  treatment.  The  natural  grass  blending  with 
soft,  neutral  color  designs  in  which  green,  brown  and 
blue  predominate  produces  an  effect  at  once  most  charm- 
ing and  delightful. 

Remember,  all  grass  rugs  are  not  CREX.  You  may 
even  be  offered  imitations  made  of  split  or  crushed  straw. 
But  genuine  CREX  rugs  will  give  to  you  the  same 
satisfaction  they  have  given  to  millions  of  other  users 
during  the  past  twenty  years.  In  homes  both  modest 
and  pretentious  they  have  stood  the  test  of  time. 

CREX  is  easily  said  and  easily  read.  The  name  woven 
in  the  side  binding  provides  an  ineffaceable  identification 
mark. 


Handsomely  illustrated  catalog  showing 
actual  colors  and  sizes  of  the  three  CREX 
weaves— DELUXE,  HERRINGBONE 
and  REGULAR — mailed  free  on  request. 


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Woodwork — 

spotless — like  new! 


YOU'LL  find  that  Gold  Dust — soapy  and 
cleansing — takes  wonderful  care  of  wood- 
work— a  tablespoonful  only  to  half  a  pail  of 
warm  water.  See  how  quickly  and  thoroughly 
Gold  Dust  removes  the  oily  deposit  and  dirt — 
almost  without  rubbing.  Woodwork  cleaned 
with  "soap  rubbed  on  a  cloth"  is  apt  to  be 
smirched.  But  cleaned  with  Gold  Dust— how 
new,  how  fresh,  how  spotless  it  looks  ! 


When  you  see  the  words  Gold  Dust  on  the  pack- 
age you  know  it  really  xs  Gold  Dust.  Without  the 
real  Gold  Dust  you  can't  get  Gold  Dust  results. 


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Grind  Tea  leaves 

Did  you  know  that  by  grinding  tea 
leaves  before  using  them  they  will  go 
twice  as  far?  And  some  think  the  re- 
sulting flavor  more  delicate. 

Change  Folds  In  Linen. 

When  laundering  household  linen, 
such  as  sheets,  tablecloths,  serviettes, 
etc.,  try  folding  them  alternately  in 
three  and  four,  which  prevents  them 
cutting  through  as  quickly  as  whfti 
always  folded  the  same  way  1  r 
mangling  or  ironing.  Linen  is  not 
as  good  in  quality  as  it  used  to  be 
and  needs  more  careful  use. 

Mrs.   W.    Jackson,    Sooke,    B.C. 

To  Launder  a  Lace  Collar 

An  old  lady  in  Belgium  told  me  to 
baste  the  lace  collar  I  bought  of  her 
years  ago,  on  a  firm  piece  of  white 
cloth  when  laundering  it.  Put  it  in  a 
deep  saucer  filled  with  soap-suds  and 
leave  it  in  the  sun.  Do  not  use  starch 
and  your  collar  will  last  for  years. 

Pocket  in  a  Handkerchief. 

For  safe  carrying  of  a  powder  puff, 
take  a  piece  of  material  and  sew  a 
small  pocket  in  one  corner  of  at" 
handkerchief.  Into  this  slip  the  puff 
and  close  with  a  dome  fastener.  It 
will  not  show  when  handkerchief  is 
being  used  and  is  handy  at  all  times 
especially  when  going  on  short  calls 
where  hand  bag  is  left  at  home.  It 
also  prevents  the  powder  from  soiling 
other  articles   next  to   it. 

B.  C   S.,   Welland,   Ont. 

Uses  For  a  Wire  Basket 

A  Wire  Letter  Basket  is  most  use- 
ful in  the  kitchen.  Baked  potatoes 
arranged  in  it  can  be  taken  out  of  the 
oven,  turned  and  put  back  with  no 
danger  of  burning  the  hands.  Turned 
upside  down,  it  makes  a  fine  rack  for 
cooling  bread  and  cake.  It  is  safer 
than  a  waiter  in  which  to  carry  small 
pieces  of  china  back  and  forth  be- 
tween the  dining  room  and  the  kitch- 
en. 

Picture  Pnzzle  for  Children. 

Take  any  nicely  colored  picture 
that  is  attractive  to  children  (some 
of  the  covers  of  this  journal)  paste 
onto  firm  cardboard,  then  cut  into 
small  pieces  and  it  gives  the  children 
much  entertainment  to  put  the  pic- 
ture together  again.  When  using 
Journal  covers — cut  out  the  small  re- 
production often  given  in  the  pre- 
vious magazine — put  it  on  a  small 
card,   and    it   serves  as  a  guide. 

A  Reader,  Victoria,   B.C. 

Cleaning  Spiral  Bedsprings. 

Cleaning  spiral  bedsprings  has  al- 
ways been  a  trial  for  the  housekeeper. 
It  may,  however,  be  easily  accomplish- 
ed if  she  uses  a  dish-mop,  and  keeps 
one  just  for  that  purpose.  Get  the 
dust  out  of  the  springs  first  with  the 
dry  mop,  then  dampen  the  mop  and 
go  over  the  metal  a  second  time. 

Peeling   off   Plasters 

Those  who  have  painfully  and  pains- 
takingly removed  plasters  will  appre- 
ciate this  tip:  Moisten  the  plaster 
thoroughly  with  olive  oil  and  it  can 
then  be  easily  removed. 

For  Uneven  Legs  of  Tables  and  Chairs 

Tack  a  piece  of  cork  -to  the  short 
leg,  using  small  tacks  and  driving 
them   well   into   the  wood.     They   will 


sink  way  in  and  so  will  not  scratch 
the  floor  and  the  cork  itself  wffl  act 
like  a  rubber  pad,  eliminating  that 
disagreeable  scraping  sound. 

A  handy  way  to  keep  old  Newspapers 
>  Take  a  block  of  wood — about  4  or 
5  inches  square  and  about  %  Inch 
thick.  Drive  a  4  inch  nail  through 
the  centre.  Then  fasten  the  Mock 
against  the  kitchen  wall — with  the 
point  of  the  nail  projecting.  Bang 
your  old  newspapers,  folded  in  half, 
on  the  nail.  You  will  find  this  a  tidy 
and  convenient  way  .of  keeping  the 
papers — ready  to  wrap  garbage — or 
the  one  hundred  and  one  uses  to  which 
old  newspapers  can  be  put. 

V.  A.  R.,  Toi  5nto. 

Stop  those  Rons 

Keep  your  stockings  from  getting 
"runs"  by  putting  a  row  of  machine 
stitches  around  each  stocking  three  or 
four  inches  from  the  top. 

Thread  the  Needle  Easily. 
When   threading  a  machine- needle, 
is  difficult,  thread  the  sewing-maehine 
as  usual,   then   detach  needle.   ho#d   It 
to    the.  light,    thread   and    replace. 
G.  M.  R.,  Forest,  ©»t 

A  Home-made  Cart 

A  Kitchen  Cart  may  be  made  by 
fitting  wheels  to  a  small  kitchen  t»eJe 
All  the  dishes  may  be  placed  h»  H, 
after  drying,  and  taken  to  the  china 
closet  in  one  trip. 

Sandpaper  Helps  to  Remove  Taps. 
To  remove  obstinate  tops  on  gem 
jars,  place  over  same  a  piece  of 
medium  rough  6and-paper.  ThiB  will 
enable  you  to  get  such  a  firm  grip 
on  the  top  that  it  can  be  easily  "re- 
moved. 

M.  S.  H.,  Teranto. 

Clean    Walls    With    Sandpaper. 
A   piece   of    fine    sandpaper   rubbed 
lightly  on  a  white  plastered  waH,  will 
remove     pencil-marks,     finger-marks, 
etc.,   without  smearing  the  surfhee. 
M.  S.  H.,  Tore*«a 

Round  Dish  Towels. 

A  convenient  sized  and  ecoa«—ti:ai 
dish  towel  can  be  made  by  usiag  #ne 
and  a  half  yards  of  dish  toweling  and 
sewing  the  ends  together  after  the 
fashion  of  the  roller  towel.  Tate  pre- 
vents the  towel  from  wearing  'in  the 
centre,  leaving  corners  to  waste.  This 
towel  is  easily*  washed,  an*  not 
clumsy  to  use. 

Heat   Dry    Lemons. 

When  lemons  are  so  dry.  titer  are 
of  little  use.  place  them  in  the  even 
until  heated  through,  you  wM  be 
surprised  at  the  amount  of  juice  they 
will  then  give. 

Silhouette  Ice  Cream. 

A  friend  of  mine  who  was  in  charge 
of  the  ice  cream  counter  at  a  sale. 
tried  an  original  scheme.  She  ad- 
vertised "Silhouette  Ice  Cream,"  and 
her  booth  was  decidedly  popular.  At 
a  five-and-ten-cent  store  she  faand  a 
Gingerbread  Man  cooky-cutter  and. 
using:  only  the  head  of  it,  she  tmt  tiny 
heads  out  of  ginirer  cookies,  and  sil- 
houetted them  on  slices  of  white  brick 
ice  cream.  This  idea  would  undoubt- 
edly prove  popular  at  a  children's 
party,  or  at  a  valentine  party,  where 
heart-shaped  silhouettes  coatd  be 
used  on  pink  or  white  ice  cream. 


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The  Pictorial  Re- 
view Company's  Cro- 
chet    Directions     No. 

171,  30#cents.  Hand- 
some luncheon  cloth, 
54  inches  square,  made 
of  plain  white  linen 
and  edged  with  a  filet 
crochet  border  4  inches 
deep.  The  center  me- 
dallion measures  14 
inches  in  diameter. 
Ten  balls  of  No.  80 
crochet  cotton  and  a 
steel  crochet  hook  No. 
14  will  be  required.  A 
one-inch  hand  hem- 
stitched hem  gives  a 
pleasing  finish  to  the 
cloth.  The  medallion 
and  edge  are  whipped 
onto  the  linen.  To  in- 
sert a  medallion  such 
as  illustrated,  baste  in 
position,  cut  away 
the  lineD  underneath 
to  within  V£-inch-  of 
the  medallion,  turn 
this  in  and  sew  the 
medallion  securely  to 
the  linen. 

The  Pictorial  Re- 
view Company's  Cro- 
chet    Directions     No. 

172.  15  cents.  Pretty 
dresser  or  buffet  scarf 
with  filet  crochet  inser- 
tion and  edging.  The 
insertion  is  one-inch 
wide;  edging  three 
inches  wide.  Five  balls 
of  No.  socrochet  cotton 
and  a  No.  10  hook  will 
be  required  to  make  it. 
The  back  edge  of  scarf 
is  hemstitched. 


No.  171  — Exquisite 
Luncheon  Cloth  of 
Linen  and  Filet  Cro- 
chet— 54  inches  square 


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The  Pictorial  Re- 
view Company's  Cro- 
chet    Directions     No. 

173.  IS  cents,  and  The 
Pictorial  Review  Com- 
pany's Transfer  Pat- 
tern No.  1 1827,  bhie 
or  yellow,  20  cents,  are 
combined  in  the  deco- 
ration of  this  tea- 
cloth.  It  is  exceed- 
ingly effective  used  as 
a  centerpiece  between 
meals.  Each  comer 
measures  9  by  15 
inches.  To  make  the 
four  corners,  six  balls 
of  No.  70  crochet  cot- 
ton, and  one  hook  No. 
14  will  be  required. 
The   four  rose  sprays 

are  worked  in  raised 
satin  stitch  in  No.  10 
white  mercerized  cot- 
ton. A  picot  edge  fin- 
ishes the  tea-cloth. 
Enlarged  detail  of  the 
fancy  filet  era  bet 
corner  is  shown  below 
at  left  of  this  page. 

The  Pictorial  Re- 
view Company's  Cro- 
chet    Directions     No. 

174,  15  cents.  Grape 
leaf  and  vine  design 
for  an  insertion,  four 
inches  wide  made  with 
No.  50  crochet  cotton 
and  hook  No.  10.  If 
it  is  desired  wider,  No. 
10,  15,  or  20  cotton 
must  be  used  with 
hook  No.  9;  if  nar- 
rower use  No.  8o,  90. 
or  100  cotton  and  a 
fine  hook. 


No.  174 — Filet  Crochet  Insertion 
for  Towels  or  Bed  Linens 


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-  p  H  J2fc  No.  156— Filet  Crochet  Insertion 

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The  Pictorial  Review  Company's  Crochet  Directions 
No.  170,  25  cents.  This  handsome  fruit  and  basket 
luncheon  cloth  in  Maltese  Cross  design  is  45  inches  in 
diameter.  The  crochet  border  at  widest  part  is  nj^ 
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The  Pictorial  Review  Company's  Crochet  Directions 
No.  156,  15  cents.  A  very  pretty  filet  crochet  insertion 
is  illustrated  in  this  design  for  scarfs,  towels,  or    sheets. 

The  Pictorial  Review  Company's  Transfer  Pattern 
12496.  blue  or  yellow,  15  cents,  supplies  three  yardb  of 
embroidery  motifs  2%  by  3,%  inches,  suitable  for  house- 
hold linens. 


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oss  Luncheon  C'.o:h  in  Filet 
inches  in  diameter 


No.  171 — One-half  of  Luncheon  Napkin.      This  matches 
cloth  shown  at  top  of  page 


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She  never  had  a  more  enjoyable  evening.  Everyone 
commented  on  her  appearance.  Her  women  friends 
envied  the  velvety  softness  of  her  skin  with  its 
beautiful,  pearly-white  appearance.  Her  shoulders 
and  arms  matched  perfectly  her  complexion. 
Not  one  of  her  friends  knew  that 

Gouraud's 

Oriental  Cream 

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cannot  be  detected.  It  will  not  rub  off  like  dry  powder  or  leave 
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The  flowers  us  they  peeped  from  their 
wintry    bi 
Echoed  the  chorus  with  joyous  ring. 
And    said,    while    nodding    their   sleepy 
heads, 
'Tis  Spring — 'Tis   Spring. 

And  my  happy  heart  as  it  beat  to-day, 
Along   with    the    rest    of    the    world, 
seemed  to  sing, 
This  sweet   little   song,   so  joyous   and 
gay, 
'Tis   Spring — 'Tis   Spring. 

FLICKER,    Till:    ARTISAN. 

By   ETHEL  BAIN 

T^rom  the  woods  came  a  persistent 
A  hammering.  The  forester  filling 
his  pail  at  the  sparkling  spring, 
paused  and  straightened  himself  up 
to  listen  for  a  moment.  The  ham- 
mering continued.  "It's  the  carpen- 
ter." he  said  to  himself  as  he  stooped 
to  lift  the  overflowing  pail,  then 
tramping  down  to  the  cabin,  placed  it 
safely  inside  and  came  out  into  the 
open  air.  Taking  a  deep  breath,  he 
listened  again  to  the  hammering 
which  sounded  nearer.  "Must  go  and 
see  him,"  he  murmured.  "Can't 
help  it,"  he  went  on,  "this  spring 
weather  gets  into  my  whole  being." 
So  off  he  went  across  the  clearing, 
then  turned  into  the  woodland  path. 
Noiselessly  he  walked,  for  many  years 
spent  in  the  forests  had  taught  him 
that  Nature's  children  did  not  like 
noisy  movements,  for  the  latter  gener- 
ally spelled  disaster,  and  the  wild 
folk  scuttled  out  of  sight  at  noises 
made  by  mankind.  Instinctively  they 
always  knew  when  the  noises  were 
not  made  by  their  own  relatives,  and 
so  the  forester  had  learned  slowly  but 
wisely  the  ways  of  the  woods,  until 
the  birds  and  four-footed  creatures 
had  learned,  in  their  turn,  to  love  and 
not  to  fear  the  two-legged  giant  who 
constantly  crossed  their  paths  and 
provided  them  with  food  when  their 
own   stores   were   scanty. 

On  he  walked  until  the  hammering 
sounded  but  a  few  feet  away.  Then, 
standing  still,  his  keen  eyes  glanced 
rapidly  through  the  feathery-leaved 
branches.  At  last  he  saw  what  he 
was  searching  for.  "Good  morning, 
Mr.  Flicker,"  he  said  gently.  The 
bird  continued  his  hammering.  "It's 
good  to  see  you  again,"  the  forester 
went   on,    "but   haven't  you    a   mate?" 

The  woodpecker  paused  at  the  con- 
tinued sound  of  the  voice,  but  on  see- 
ing no  movement  on  the  part  of  the 
man,  seemed  reassured  and  looked  at 
him  with  his  black  beadlike  eyes  for 
a  moment,  then  went  back  to  his 
hammering. 

"You're  a  real  artisan,  Flicker," 
the  forester  continued  in  a  low  tone. 
"Just  a  plain,  hard-working  citizen  of 
Nature's  realm.  No  airs  or  graces 
about  you,  friend,  and  evidently  you 
hammer  a  hole  in  any  tree  that  ap- 
pears to  need  a  hole,  or,  that  is,  you 
think  it  needs  one.  There's  that 
Californian  cousin  of  yours — how  he 
fills  the  holes  up  with  acorns.  Of 
course,  I  know  that  is  his  peculiar 
way  of  storing  his  supplies,  but  there 
it  is;  well,  you  are  all  different,  and 
I  believe  you  eat  more  ants  than 
acorns." 

The  flicker,  tired  of  hammering, 
spread  his  wings  and  flew  away,  with 
his  strong,  laughing  call  ringing 
through       the       air.  The       forester 

watched  him  as  he  disappeared  from 
sight,  then  wandered  slowly  along, 
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its  way  up  the  trunk  of  a  tree,  to 
insect  a  journey  full  of  adventure  and 
danger.      Fie    whistled    replies    to    the 
bird  y  called   in   the   trees,   ■ 

Startled  another  flicker  from  an  an*, 
hill,  where  it  was  busy  getting  a  meal 
by  thrusting  its  head  into  the  mound 
and  drawing  it  out  again  wirh  his 
sticky  and  extensile  tongue  covered 
with  ants.  Perhaps  the  insects  were 
grateful  to  the  man  who  watched 
them  running  in  all  directions  ft 
their  wrecked  home,  but  the  wood- 
pecker would  have  preferred  not  t» 
have  been  disturbed,  and  eyed  the  in- 
truder  anxiously  from   a   nearby   u 

"Sorry  I  broke  in,  friend,"  the 
woodsman  exclaimed  as  he  looked  at 
the  silent  bird.  A  continuous  hissing 
sound  like  a  snake  cut  the  silence. 
The  man  looked  up  into  the  tree 
above  his  head.  Five  little  baby  heads 
were  peeping  out  from  a  nest  hole. 
Hungry  they  were,  and  probably  v. 
dering  why  their  parents  did  not  re- 
turn. Silently  the  forester  retraced 
his  steps  and  hid  behind  a  tree. 
Several  moments  passed  before  the 
flicker  returned  to  the  ant  hill,  where 
he  was  soon  busy  getting  the  remain- 
der of  his  meal.  Again  the  baby  birds 
crept  up  to  the  edge  of  the  hole  and 
hissed.  The  flicker  heard,  and  flying 
up,  alighted  on  the  tree  near  to  the 
nest  hole.  As  soon  as  the  babies 
heard  him  scratching  on  the  bark  out 
popped  the  five  rather  naked  heads, 
each  one  with  its  mouth  wide  open. 
Flicker,  the  artisan,  hesitated  and 
looked  at  each  of  his  children.  They 
were  all  so  much  alike  and  all  so 
hungry.  Which  one  did  he  feed  the 
last  time  he  came  home?  Evidently 
he  made  his  choice,  for  he  bent  over 
one  of  the  little  birds  and  put  his  long 
bill  down  its  throat. 

"Looks  as  if  he  would  kill  the 
youngster,"  murmured  the  forester,  as 
he  watched  the  proceedings.  Then, 
as  he  waited,  he  saw  the  old  bird  jerk 
the  young  one  up  and  down,  and  sud- 
denly realized  that  it  was  pumping 
the  partly  digested  food  from  its  own 
stomach  into  that  of  the  birdling.  It 
was  a  strange  sight  as  the  bird  clung 
securely  to  the  tree  with  its  claws,  for 
the  whole  body  vibrated  and  wings 
and  tail  twitched  nervously  until  the 
feeding  process  was  over. 

"Just  like  the  humming  bird  and 
the  pigeon,"  whispered  the  man. 
"Wonderful,"  he  went  on,  "to  think 
of  how  such  small  creatures  care  for 
their  young.  Ah.  Flicker,"  he  said,  to 
himself,  as  the  parent  bird  released 
the  young  one  and  flew  away,  "we 
know  too  little  of  your  good  points. 
Your  devotion  to  your  family  is  not  to 
be  doubted,  and  the  good  you  do  is 
manifold,  for  by  destroying  thousands 
of  ants  you  4°  rnankind  a  service. 
Your  habit  of  feeding  on  the  ground 
is  like  that  of  the  meadow  lark,  and 
like  him,  too,  you  are  skilful  in  de- 
vouring that  well-known  pest,  the 
white  grub,  which  destroys  so  much 
grassland  and  so  many  field  crops. 
Flicker,  there's  several  nest  boxes  go- 
ing to  be  built  for  you  and  yours 
around  here.  You'll  be  welcome  as  a 
tenant  for  life.  You'll  have  no  rent 
to  pay,  and  your  children  will  be  wel- 
come, too." 

Quietly  he  slipped  away  through 
the  woods,  and  as  he  retraced  his 
steps  he  heard  many  woodpeckers,  all 
artisans,  filling  the  air  with  harmoni- 
ous rappings,  now  here,  now  there,  as 
their  fancy  suit.d  them,  and  making 
up  for  lack  of  song  by  mixing  thi>ir 
hammerings  with  calls  that  bubbled 
over  with  mirth  and  good-hum  ) 
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ordination — may  I  warn  you  against 
the  too-ministerial  style?  We  are  not 
running  an  altogether  ecclesiastical 
sheet,  you  know!" 

C  HE   stood    her   ground.      "Sir — I    be- 
^      lieve     in     spiritual     values.        The 
world    is    in    a    fearful    turmoil.      Bil- 
ls rampant." 

Dryfleld  stared  at  her.  "Good  Heav- 
ens! Miss  Sterling,  I  feel  as  if  the 
clock  or  the  typewriter  or  some  other 
inanimate  thing  had  begun  to  talk.  I 
haven't  had  such  a  jolt  for  years. 
Please  go  home,  and  I  will  ponder  on 
these  things,  as  you  would  say." 

-Miss  Sterling  gave  him  a  searching 
glance,  then  she  went  to  get  her  hat 
and  coat. 

Clever:"  muttered  the  surprised 
man.  "but  no  more  humor  than  a 
Dutch  oven.  Wonder  if  we  could  in- 
stil some?  If  we  could,  she  would  be 
a  dandy  writer.  Now  for  the  rest  of 
these  articles,  and  then  home,  and 
mother!" 

At  eight  o'clock  he  too  put  on  his 
hat  and  coat,  and  whistling  as  the 
clock  stared  reproachfully  at  him. 
telephoned  for  a  taxi,  and  hurried  to 
his  home — an  old  family  mansion, 
stranded  amid  its  gardens  in  the  heart 
of  a  rapidly  growing  city. 

When    his   mother   met   him   in    the 

big  hall,  with  reproaches  for  being  so 

late,    he   stared   at   her   absently,   then 

surprised     her     by     asking     abruptly, 

Mother,  how  old  am  I?" 

•  Thirty-five,  dear,"  she  said  plain- 
tively, "and  not  married  yet.  Have 
you  seen  anyone — ?" 

"No,"  he  said,  "but  I  was  just  feel- 
ing very  young  compared  with  my 
new  editor,  who  is  twenty- five." 

"Is  he  so  mature?"  asked  his 
mother. 

"Preternaturally — a  dry,  dull  dog  of 
a  creature — don't  think  a  smile  would 
hang  on  his  countenance  if  nailed 
there." 

"I'm  glad  you've  found  someone  to 
take  poor  Mr.  Maybury's  place,"  said 
Mrs.  Dryfield.  "Xow  do  get  to  the 
table  as  quickly  as  you  can.  Every- 
thing is  overdone  and  cook  is  in  des- 
pair." 

WHEN  a  short  time  later,  Dryfield 
was  abstractedly  pouring  half 
the  contents  of  a  vinegar  bottle  over 
some  slices  of  chicken  on  his  plate, 
his  mother  exclaimed  at  him,  "For 
once,  Wynne,  you've  left  your  mind  in 
your  office — and  I've  boasted  so  much 
of  your  agreeable  habit  of  neither 
thinking,  nor  talking  shop  at  home." 
"It's  that  assistant."  he  muttered. 
"I'd  like  to  see  him,"  said  his 
mother  curiously.  "He  must  be  clever 
to  so  obsess  you.  Would  you  like  to 
have  him  to  dinner?" 

Dryfield  suddenly  threw  back  his 
head  and  laughed  like  a  boy. 

"Why,  Wynne!"  exclaimed  Mrs.  Drv- 
field  with  fork  upraised.  "What  has 
come  over  you?  Do  bring  this  queer 
young  man  here.  I  am  becoming  very 
curious  about  him." 

"All  right,  all  right,"  he  said,  subdu- 
ing his  merriment.  "Xow  tell  me  about 
the  clubs  and  the  hospital  work  and  all 
the  other  things  my  good  little  mater 
has  been  doing — I  promise  to  put  that 
office  behind  me." 

So  successfully  did  he  do  so,  that  his 
mother  forgot  all  about  the  new  assist- 
ant, until  a  day  two  weeks  later,  when 
Dryfield  telephoned  that  he  would  bring 
him  home  to  dinner,  if  it  would  be  agree- 
able to  her. 

Mrs.  Dryfield.  who  prided  herself  on 
domestic  arrangements,  that  always 
permitted  her  only  son  and  heir  to  in- 
vite a  gues>t  at  any  time,  gladly  agreed 
to  this  proposal,  and  at  seven  o'clock 
was  in  her  pretty  reception-room,  await- 
ing the  arrival  of  the  strange  young 
man. 

When  her  son  came  into  the  room  ac- 
companied by  a  dark,  serious-faced. 
young  woman,  she  looked  behind  the 
entering  caicst.  and  as  she  shook  hands, 
said.   "Where  is  your  husband?" 

"I  have  none."  said  the  young  wo- 
man, as  calmly  as  if  the  question  were 
one  that  she  was  quite  accustomed  to. 
"Oh!"  said  Mrs.  Dryfleld,  "1 
thought  that  you  were  the  assistant 
editor's  wife." 

"She  is  the  assistant  editor."  said 
Dryfield.  "I  should  have  told  you.  moth- 
er, that  she  is  not  a  man.  Women  are 
to  the  fore  in  everything  now,  you  know. 
I  couldn't  get  a  man  to  .suit  me,  to  tell 
the  truth." 

"How  Interesting!"  exclaimed  Mrs. 
Dryfield.  but  she  beatowed  a  penetrat- 
ing glance  on  the  stranger. 

The  giil  had  no  hat  on.  She-  had 
evidently  come  in  a  taxi  with  her  son. 
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just  been  taken  carefully  by  him.  and 
put  in   the  hall. 

"Why!  I  have  seen  you  before,"  said 
Mrs.  Dryfleld,  as  they  went  into  the 
dining-room.  "You  are  my  sons  stenog- 
rapher." 

"I  was,"  she  wild.     "My  sister  is  now." 

"A  family  compact,"  reflected  the  as- 
tute woman  of  the  world,  "and  is  she 
going  to  marry  my  son?  He  is  in  love 
with  her.  I  never  saw  him  look  at  a 
woman  in  that  way  before — yes  or  no, 
yes  or  no."  she  thought  to  herself  all 
through  soup,  fish,  meat,  pudding  and 
ilrssert  courses.  "What  a  correct,  re- 
served manner  she  has.  Nothing  gush- 
ing about  her,  but  one  can't  always  tell 
about  girls,  or  rather  women.  She's 
twenty-five,    If   she's  a   day." 

"I  like  your  articles.  Miss  Sterling, 
but  I  never  dreamed  they  were  written 
by  so  young  a  person,  and  a  woman  at 
that." 

"I  had  wonderful  parents1,"  said  Eliza- 
beth. "They  had  broad  minds,  and  I  was 
with  them  constantly,  but  I  can  not 
write  as  my  father  did." 

"Do  you  mind  telling  me  a  little  about 
your  family?"  asked  Mrs.  Dryfleld  kind- 
ly, when  she  found  herself  after  dinner 
sitting  on  a  sofa  beside  Elizabeth,  while 
Dryfleld  ranged  about  the  long  room, 
smoking  innumerable  cigarettes. 

"Not  at  all,"  said  Elizabeth,  and  she 
gave  her  attentive  hearer  a  sketch  of 
a  somewhat  uneventful  life,  except  for 
deaths-  and  money  troubles. 

"You  have  aged  before  your  time," 
said  the  older  woman.  "Do  you  enjoy 
amusement  when  you  can  get  it?" 

"Oh !  very  much,"  said  the  girl  with 
some  enthusiasm  and  a  quick  flashing 
of  her  brown  eyes,  "much  more  than 
girls  and  women  who  have  always  had 
it." 

Dryfleld  who  had  paused  near  them, 
heard  this  last  remark,  and  when  his 
mother  was  presently  called  to  the  tele- 
phone, he  slipped  into  her  place  on  the 
sofa. 

"Then  there  is  a  possibility  that  you 
are  not  always  stiff  and  chilling  and  re- 
served," he  said  teasingly. 

"Oh,  yes,  sir,"  she  said,  with  an 
absent  look  in  her  eyes.  "You  have 
never  seen  anything  but  my  official 
self." 

"Would  you,"  he  said  coaxingly, 
"would  you  just  for  the  rest  of  the 
evening,  mind  being  unofficial  and  nat- 
ural. No  harm  will  come  of  it.  My 
mother  and  I  are  perfectly  respectable 
and  enjoy  excellent  reputations." 

"With  pleasure,"  she  said  soberly.  "I 
get  very  tired  myself  sometimes,  of  be- 
ing stiff — but  my  parents  warned  me 
about  over-familiarity  in  business  life." 

"Poor  girl!"  he  said  quickly.  "I 
should  like  to  give  you  some  pleasure." 

"I  have  it,"  she  said  demurely. 

"In   what  way?"   he  asked  sharply. 

"One  is  not  bound  to  tell  all  the  secret 
sources  of  one's  little  joys,"  she  said 
roguishly. 

"I  should  like  to  know,"  he  said  in  a 
puzzled  voice,  "what  is  the  thing  that 
gives  you  most  pleasure  In  life.  Is  it 
the  devotion  of  your  little  sister?" 

"No — not  that." 

"The  worship  of  your  hurly-burly  of 
a  brother,  who  Is  too  big  a  proposition 
for  you  to  handle  alone?" 

"No,  no — you  haven't  guessed  yet,  and 
you  can't." 

"I  like  your .  unofficial  self,"  he  said 
mischievously.  "Please  never  be  official 
again." 

"I  have  three  selves,"  said  Elizabeth 
seriously,  "first  my  own  natural  self, 
with  my  family,  then  my  office  self 
with  the  world  at  large,  then  my  own 
secret  self,  known  only  to  my  Creator 
and  myself." 

"You're  in  love  with  some  man,"  said 
Dryfleld  irritably,  and  getting  up,  he 
towered  over  her,  "and  I  shall  lose  my 
priceless  assistant — you're  going  to  be 
married." 

"Oh,  no,"  she  said,  but  blushing  like 
a  rose. 

"You  are,"  he  insisted,  "tell  me  who  It 
is.     Anyone  I  know?" 

"Mr.  Dryfleld,"  she  said  demurely, 
"will  you  kindly  take  my  unofficial  self 
home,  or  allow  my  official  self  to  take 
myself  home,  for  it  is  half  past  ten,  and 
Hie  correct  time  for  a  first  night  guest 
to  retire  from  a  dinner,  if  she  ever 
wishes  to  be  asked  again." 

"Elizabeth,"  he  said  intensely,  affec- 
Uonately,  and  yet  with  some  irritation. 
"do  you   know  I'm   in   love  with  you?" 

"Yes  sir,"  she  said  seriously. 

"Now  won't  you  tell  me  who  the  man 
is  you're  in  love  with?  I  am  ten  years 
older  than  you — I  have  a  right  to  know." 

She  paused  an  instant,  her  eyes 
roaming  about  the  room.     Then,  seeing 

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active-minded  men,   women,  boys  and 

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out the  United  States  and  Canada 
will  display  in  their  windows  the  new 
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interesting,  intensely  human  one.  A 
thousand  different  people  will  see  a 
thousand  different  stories  in  the  pic- 
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the  letter  says.  Use  12  words  or  less. 
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yourself  ! 
Take  ENO'S 
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spirits  and  bright- 
ens your  whole 
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O  Canada 


(CONTINUED    PBOI1     PAGE    3.) 


"Judgment" 

The  story  of  a  man  who 
loved  his  wife  because 
she  was  beautiful. 

By  Beatrice   Redpath. 

Illustrated  by 
E.  J.   Dinsmore 

Will  appear   next   month. 


Read 

"The 
House 
Between" 

By  Theodocia  Pearce. 

Illustrated   by 
Peter   Sheppard 

In   the  June   Number 


"The  Summer  Session 
Student  Sees  It  Through 
at  the  O.A.C. 

A  real  Canadian  story 
of  real  Canadian  teach- 
ers taking  their  course 
at  the  Agricultural 
College  in  Guelph. 

This  is  too  good  to 
miss — watch  for  it. 


I. 


"Sifted 
through  Silk" 

Your  druggist  can  tell 
you  that  a  face  powder 
which  continues  to  sell 
in  ever-increasing  quan- 
tity must  be  a  quality 
product  first  of  all. 
The  house  of  Henry 
T«t  low  offers  Pussy- 
willow on  a  basis  of 
satisfaction    guaranteed    or 

fv  refunded. 

Pussywillow  must  suit  you 
in  odor,  softness,  purity 
and  ability  to  stay  on.  or 
mum'  money  will  be  re- 
lumed on  request. 
L'nder  Muse  conditio™  you 
should  try  Pussywillow 
and  prove  to  yourself  that 
ii  is  an  exceptionally  fine 
face    powder. 

/'<  i  ■    Sample   on   H,  qui  !l 

White.  Flesh.   Pink.    Cream. 

and    Brunette. 

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Established   1849 
Maker)    of    Putiywillow 

Talc  de  Lure 

?33   Henry  Tetlow  Building 

Philadelphia,    Pa..     0.RA. 

Canadian    distributors: 

Lyman   Bros,   .v   Co., 

Toronto ; 

Lyman's  Limited,  Montreal. 


special  interest  to  the  Canadian  public, 
not  covered  by  the  Associated  Press 
of  America,  and  these  messages  ap- 
pear in  the  Canadian  papers  in  ad- 
dition to  the  Associated's  cables.  This 
works  out  as  might  he  expected.  Im- 
portant matters  are  still  covered  for 
Canada  by  the  American  agency, -since 
there  is  little  news  of  consequence  and 
influence  which  is  not  of  equal  inter- 
est in  New  York  and  Montreal;  and 
the  "special"  messages  amount  to 
hardly  more  than  a  gleaning  of  per- 
sonalities or  an  occasional  account  of 
Canadian  activities  in  London,  with 
no  political  aspect.  It  is  a  little  plum 
for  the  Canadian  press,  but  it  does 
not  affect  the  daily  public  digestion 
of  the  diet  supplied  by  the  Associated. 
The  newspapers  of  Canada  are 
growing  in  revenue,  influence  and 
solidarity,  but  it  stands  to  reason  that 
they  are  not  in  a  position  to  refuse 
news  cabled  from  London  at  Ameri- 
ca's expense  on  which  they  are  asked 
to  pay  little  more  than  the  telegraphic 
charge  from  New  York,  nor  from  a 
commercial  point  of  view,  would  the 
organization  of  a  Canadian  agency  of 
equal  scope,  commend  itself  on  the 
ground  of  common  sense.  The  posi- 
tion of  the  Canadian  newspaper  pro- 
prietor is  not  enviable  in  the  patriotic 
aspect.  Should  he  attempt  to  cover 
the  European  situation  by  special 
messages,  his  correspondent  is  a  Don 
Quixote  and  his  cost  is  prohibitive.  He 


must  have  the  news  or  go  out  of  busi- 
ness. He  is  practically  compelled  to 
accept  the  American  agency,  and  ever 
so  gradually,  and  unnoticeably  under- 
mine and  demoralize  his  readers'  faith 
in  the  Imperial  system  of  which 
Canada  forms  a  part. 

It  is  a  case  of  international  im- 
portance and  action  is  possible  only 
from  the  standpoint  of  international 
interest.  Either  we  value  our  senti- 
ments toward  England  and  all  the 
common  interests  of  the  Imperial 
connection,  or  we  do  not.  If  we  do, 
this  matter  of  retailing  our  family 
news  to  us,  should  be  taken  out  of 
the  hands  of  an  outsider.  The  Can- 
adian and  the  British  Governments 
together,  should  bear  the  burden  of 
a  news-distributing  Agency  which 
should  be  Canadian  and  British,  and 
which  should  be  in  a  position  not  only 
to  supply  our  own  press,  but  to  com- 
pete with  the  American  Association  in 
the  United  States.  The  qualmish 
editor  here  and  there  who  scenteo 
undue  Imperial  influence  could  al- 
ways neutralize  it  with  the  American 
article  in  the  next  column,  and  in 
point  of  accuracy,  speed  and  enter- 
prise, the  field  would  be  a  competitive 
one  for  the  whole  continent.  Other- 
wise, we  may  criticize  and  cavil  as  we 
will,  in  the  long  run  we  shall  be — as 
President  Wilson,  not  remotely  postu- 
lated— of  one  opinion,  and  the  opinion 
will  be  that  of  the  loudest  mouth. 


Her  Official  Self 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    38.) 


his  mother  approaching,  she  said  under 
her  breath,   ''My  editor-in-chief." 

Dryfield  turned  round  with  a  glowing 
face.  "Mother,  you  will,  I  know,  excuse 
me  while  I  take  Miss  Sterling  home." 

"Certainly,"  said  Mrs.  Dryfield  grac- 
iously, and  as  the  girl  shook  hands  with 
her,  the  experienced  and  deeply  moved 
woman  reflected,  "He  has  proposed  and 
she  has  accepted,  and  I  would  rather 
have  this  quaint,  little  prig  than  a  so- 
ciety butterfly.  Thank  Heaven,  my 
dear  boy  is  anchored  at  last,  but  he  will 
never  be  the  same  to  his  mother  again. 
Alas!  we  poor  mothers,"  and  she  sank 
into  a  chair  and  covered  her  face  with 
her  hands. 

After  a  time  she  sighed  heavily  and 
got  up.  Unfolding  a  visiting  card  that 
she  had  held  curled  up  In  her  fingers, 
she   said,    "What   is    her   address?      She 


told  me  she  would  write  it  on  this  card 
— what!  what!"  and  she  brushed  a  last 
remaining  tear  from  her  eye — "Miss 
Sterling,  15  Emerald  Street.  Dear  Mrs. 
Dryfield,  I  will  not  take  your  boy  from 
you — will  you  be  a  mother  to  me  too?" 
The  gray-haired  woman's  face  broke 
into  smiles.  "Thank  God  for  giving  me 
a  daughter-in-law  who  knows  how  to 
suffer.  She  sympathizes  with  me,  and 
I  shall  love  her.  Wynne  has  stumbled 
on  a  jewel — and  I  shall  adopt  the  whole 
family.  Poor  child!  She  looks  as  if 
she  needed  mothering,  and  what  can  I 
do  to  help  her  with  the  brother  and  sis- 
ter? I  am  a  happy  woman,"  and  sink- 
ing back  in  her  chair,  she  fixed  her 
eyes  on  the  glowing  fire,  and  smiled  as 
her  mind  ran  forward  into  new  and 
pleasant  fields  of  fancy. 


Aftermath 


(CONTINUED    FROM     PAGE     7.) 


down  in  the  hollow,  can  be  seen,  be- 
tween two  walls,  from  the  top  one  of 
this  house.  So  from  his  little  window, 
low  down,  he  winks  his  lamp  so  many 
times.  Then  I  know  what  he  is  say- 
ing. He  is  saying  the  first  line  of 
one  of  those  couplets,  and  from  my 
window  I  answer  with  the  second  line. 
That  is  all.  It  is  just  a  game,  a  game 
to  keep  our  hearts  up  in  these  sad 
times,  and  to  make  us  hope  for  a  day 
when  my  Papa,  my  dear  Papa,  will 
be  kind  to  us.' 

"She  was  crying  openly,  poor  child, 
terribly  ashahied.  My  master  began 
to  speak  to  her  in  a  broken  voice,  but 
the  Colonel  held  up  his  hand.  He 
said.  'And  you  always  reply  the  same 
thing  to   any  line   he   has  signalled?" 

"  'Yes.  .  .  .  always  the  same  answer. 
He  has  not  used  the  last  one  yet.  It 
is,  as  you  see,  mon  Colonel,  a  prayer 
that    Papa    will    be   kind.' 

"  'I  see.  And  he  is  from  Alsace. 
and  has  a  hand  that  debars  him  from 
military    service   in   any    country.' 

"  'Yes.  I — have  seen  his  tears  that 
it,    could   not  serve   Prance.1 

"  'This  house  stands  very  high, 
Laure,  my  child.  That  tiny  window- 
where  you  keep  your  lamp,  your  in- 
nocent lamp,  it  could  be  seen  from 
the  north,  over  many  miles  of  coun- 
try.' 

"She  lifted  her  head.  She  asked. 
•What  do  you  mean?' 

"He  looked  at  her,  that  tall  soldier. 
He  saw  her  spirit,  and  he  replied 
directly.  'It  is  said  that  Monsieur 
Ehrena  is  a  spy  in  the  pay  of  Ger- 
many; that  you  do  not  signal  a  line 
of   poetry   from    your    high    window   as 

(CONTINUED 


you  think,  but  information  to  the 
enemy,  who  can  see  your  lamp  from 
some  unknown  observation-post  as 
well  as  Ehrens  down  there  in  the 
town  can  see  it.  If  that  is  so,  this 
last  line  which  you  have  not  yet 
flashed  him  tells  the  enemy  to  open 
fire  on  the  town  as  soon  as  the  heavy 
guns  are  in  position.  I  know  some- 
thing of  that  condensed  code.  .  .  . 
Laure!' 

"  'It  is  not  true.' 

"  'My    poor   child!' 

"She  smiled  at  them,  pale,  angry, 
but  quite  unshaken  in  her  splendid 
faith.  She  said,  'You  are  quite 
wrong.  I  will  prove  to  you  that  you 
are  wrong,"  and  slipped  from  the 
room.  We  thought  she  had  gone  to 
cry.      'Let   her   go.'   said    the   Mayor. 

"Ah!    Monsieur!" 

THE  old  blinded  woman  began  to 
rock  to  and  fro  on  the  basket. 
her  hands  made  sweeping  motions  as 
if  she  would  brush  away  the  darkness. 
Carobert  was  staring  above  her  head 
at  the  shattered  spire  of  the  cathed- 
ral: the  light  which  had  graced  it  was 
fading;  it  was  no  more  than  an  ugly 
ruin.  .  .  .  He  said  vaguely.  "Had  she 
not    gone  to   weep?" 

"Ah!  Monsieur!  No,  Monsieur: 
She  had  gone  to  prove  to  them  that 
they  were  wrong.   .   .   . 

"She  had  j;one  to  signal,  from  her 
little  north  window  to  that  other 
window  low  down  in  the  town,  the 
line  of  the  couplet  which  had  never 
been    used." 

"And?"  the  refugee  spoke  like  a 
man    half   asleep. 

ON    PAGE    76.) 


May,    Ninete. en-Twenty. 


41 


e 


The  Canadian  Woman  Citizen  and 
The  Dominion  Government 


■v 


By  FXIZABETH  BECKER 


TO  the  average  Canadian  woman, 
whether  she  comes  from  the 
historic  land  of  Evangeline  or 
from  the  sunlit  prairies  of  waving 
gold  or  from  the  conservative  old 
central  provinces,  the  Dominion  Gov- 
ernment and  its  activities  seem  rather 
outside  her  immediate  interests.  If 
some  of  her  own  social  circle  are 
members  of  that  body,  her  attitude  is 
reversed  and  it  becomes  a  very  per- 
sonal matter,  but  otherwise  she  does 
net  feel  that  its  deliberations  affect 
her  as  closely  as  do  those  of  the  prov- 
ince  or   of  her  own  municipality. 

She  finds  it  confusing  to  remember 
which  departments  are  controlled  by 
the  Dominion  and  which  by  the  Prov- 
ince, as  it  often  seems  a  purely  arbi- 
trary division.  The  good  man  when 
quizzed  thoroughly  and  with  malice 
aforethought  as  to  which  was  which 
answered  up  promptly  and  correctly 
every  time.  He  was  asked  to  give  a 
reason  for  the  knowledge  that  was  in 
him,  and  how  he  got  it  and  kept  it 
in  such  a  "Johnny-on-the-spot"  condi- 
tion, whether  all  masculine  voters  had 
it  on  this  wise,  whether  any  but  the 
feminine  voter  with  the  real  political 
glint  in  her  eye  could  acquire  it,  and 
how,  when,  where,  and  how  much. 

He  pleaded  not  guilty  to  getting  it 
at  school,  or  deliberately  setting  him- 
self to  grind  at  it  later  on,  but  sup- 
posed he  got  it  incidentally  and  pain- 
lessly from  reading  the  daily  papers 
and  discussing  the  political  situation, 
as  all  good  citizens,  men  and  women, 
ought  to  do.  He  observed,  too,  not 
boastfully,  but  with  due  self-respect, 
that  not  all  men  knew  all  these  things, 
because  they  were  not  sufficiently  in- 
terested to  observe  them,  and  that 
women  won't  cram  up  in  a  few 
months  all  the  general  information  on 
government  that  men  have  been 
gradually  absorbing  from  twenty  years 
of  age  to  the  wrong  side  of  forty.  If 
they  try  it  they'll  have  a  mental  in- 
digestion that  will  render  their 
laboriously  acquired  knowledge  of 
little  practical  use.  However,  they 
have  so  much  lost  time  to  make  up 
that  they  are  ready  to  try  get-wise- 
quick  methods. 

Citizenship  classes,  schools  for  vot- 
ers, civic  institutes  lasting  several 
days,  courses  of  lectures  for  the  win- 
ter or  fall  season,  have  been  found 
excellent  methods  of  training  the 
neglected  adult  citizen  to  new  re- 
sponsibilities. Women's  clubs,  what- 
ever their  object,  in  church,  State  or 
society  would  find  it  of  the  greatest 
benefit  to  arrange  such  courses,  with 
a  local  or  outside  leader  and  the  right 
kind  of  books  on  the  subject.  A  short 
bibliography  of  practical  books  on 
citizenship   is  appended. 

Whatever  special  course  may  or 
may  not  be  taken,  the  greatest  source 
of  information,  and  one  open  to  all, 
is  the  daily  press,  an  education  none 
can  afford  to  overlook.  Then  a  good 
magazine  of  condensed  intensive  in- 
formation, reports  and  bulletins  of 
different  departments  of  the  Govern- 
ment and  of  other  public  institutions 
ought  also  to  be  read.  Nor  is  this 
reading  drudgery,  for  the  writers  pre- 
sent their  facts  in  most  interesting 
style.  Whether  your  chief  interest  is 
flowers,  vegetables,  bees  or  babies,  the 
Government  will  give  you  the  last 
word  on  their  proper  care. 

The  Child  Welfare  Department,  the 
Care  of  the  Feeble-minded,  the 
Juvenile  Court,  all  are  facing  tremen- 
dous problems,  and  no  intelligent  and 
patriotic  Canadian  woman  has  a  right 
to  remain  in  blissful  ignorance  of  how 
her  country  is  striving  to  meet  these 
vital  issues. 

To  return  to  our  point  of  departure, 
the  Dominion  Government — during 
the  present  session  the  Constitution  of 
Canada  is  being  discussed.  In  1867, 
by  the  British  North  America  Act, 
the  British  Parliament  gave  Canada 
control  of  her  own  affairs  within  the 
bounds  laid   down  by  the  Act. 

During  these  fifty  years  many  great 
changes  have  taken  place.  Young 
Canada  has  grown  to  manhood,  and 
is  now  asking  the  Government  of  the 
United     Kingdom     to     grant    the    Do- 


right 
meet 


to 
the 


minion  Government  the 
amend  the  B.N. A.  Act  to 
needs  of  the  national  development  of 
to-day,  upon  such  issues  as  are  agreed 
upon  by  all  the  provinces.  At  pres- 
ent no  changes  can  be  made  in  this 
Act  but  by  the  Parliament  of  Great 
Britain.  While  it  is  within  the  power 
of  the  British  Parliament  to  disallow 
any  legislation  passed  by  the  Do- 
minion Parliament  within  two  years, 
or  to  prevent  the  enforcement  of  any 
law  conflicting  with  British  law  re- 
garding Canada,  these  occasions  rarely 
occur.  Though  Great  Britain  con- 
trols Canadian  merchant  shipping  in 
Canadian  waters,  this  has  various  ad- 
vantages to  our  country.  Canada  does 
not  possess  any  final  court  of  appeal, 
but  in  legal  actions  where  appeal  is 
allowed,  it  must  go  to  the  British 
Privy  Council. 

As  arranged  under  the  B.N. A.  Act, 
there  are  certain  matters  that  are 
controlled  solely  by  either  the  Do- 
minion or  the  Province,  and  other 
matters  that  are  dealt  with  by  both 
Governments.  For  instance,  the  Do- 
minion has  complete  control  of  Mili- 
tary and  Naval  Service,  and  the  Prov- 
ince of  hospitals,  asylums  and  chari- 
table institutions,  while  agriculture  is 
legislated  for  by  both  Dominion  and 
Province  under  certain  limitations. 
Any  matters  not  set  apart  by  the 
B.N.A.  Act  as  provincial  are  under  the 
control   of  the   Dominion. 

The  following  list  gives  the  general 
divisions,  those  marked  (*)  being 
divided  between  the  Dominion  and 
the  Province: 

Dominion — 

Census    and    Statistics. 
Currency  and  Coinage. 
General    Taxation. 
Regulation    of  Commerce. 
Panking. 

Dominion  Civil  Service. 
♦Agriculture. 

Indians  and   Indian  Lands. 
♦Justice,   Criminal  Law. 

Penitentiaries. 
♦Marriage — Condition    for    Marriage 
Contract,  Divorce. 

Military        and        Naval        Service, 
Armouries,    Drill    Sheds. 
Naturalization. 
Patents   and    Copyrights. 
♦Public  Health. 

♦Railways,  Canals,  Steamships  and 
Telegraph  lines  extending  outside  the 
province  and  sometimes  used  within 
the  province  if  of  special  value  to  the 
Dominion  in  general. 

Excise    and    Customs    Duties,    Cus- 
tom Houses. 

Weights   and    Measures    Standards. 
Postal  Service  and  Post  Office. 

Province— 

♦Direct  Taxation. 

♦Public    Works,    except    those    that 
Dominion   Parliament   decides  are   for 
general    advantage    of    the    Dominion. 
Municipal   Institutions. 
♦Prisons  and    Reformatories. 
♦Control   of  Criminal  Court. 
Control  of  both  law  and  procedure 
in   Civil   Courts. 
♦Licenses. 

♦Power   over    solemnizing    Marriage 
and   issuing  marriage  licenses. 
♦Public  Health. 
Education. 

Provincial  Civil  Service. 
Constitution. 
Franchise   of  Indians. 
♦Agriculture. 
♦Immigration. 

Bibliography   on   Citizenship.        v 

1.  Universal  Training  for  Citizen- 
ship.— W.   H.   Allen. 

2.  Woman's  Part  in  Government. — 
W.  H.  Allen. 

3.  Our  Government,  A  book  for 
Canadians. — Mabel  Stevenson. 

4.  Handy  Guide  to  Laws  of  Ontario. 
— Mrs.  Lang. 

6.  Our  New  Citizenship. — B.  R. 
Johnston. 

6.  Wake  Up.  Canada. — C.  W.  Peter- 
son. 


They  Changed 

The  Food  Habits  of  Millions 


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Grain  Bubbles 
Now  the  Queen  Foods 

Do  you  realize  how  Puffed 
Grains  have  changed  children's 
food  habits? 

Think  of  the  whole  grains  — 
millions  of  dishes — now  served 
morning,  noon  and  night.  And 
all  displace  a  lesser  food. 

The  food  cells  are  all  exploded 
by  Prof.  Anderson's  process. 
Every  granule  is  fitted  to  digest. 
So  countless  children  now  get 
in  plenty  the  16  whole-grain 
elements. 

Made  Tempting 

Whole  grains  are  now  exploded 
— puffed  to  eight  times  normal 
size. 

They  come  as  airy  bubbles, 
flimsy,  flaky,  nut-like  in  their 
taste. 

They  seem  food  confections. 
Children  revel  in  them.  Yet  they 
are  whoie  grains  cooked  as  never 
before — the  ideal  form  of  grain 
food. 


: 


The  milk  dish  is  more  popular. 

Breakfasts    are    more    delightful. 

Bedtime    is    more     welcome. 

And  millions  of  children  are 

being  better  fed. 

All  because  Prof.  Anderson 
invented  this  way  to  puff 
grains. 


W;th  Cream 'and  Sugar'or  in^ 
Bowls  of  Milk 


Puffed  Wheat 
Puffed  Rice 

Steam- Exploded 

Puffed  to  Bubbles 
8  Times  Normal  Size 


Serve  with  cream  and  sugar.  Float  in 
bowls  of  milk.  Mix  with  your  fruits. 
Use  like  nut-meats  in  home  candy- 
making  and  as  wafers  in  your  soups. 
Crisp  and  douse  with  melted  butter  for 
hungry  children  after  school.  These  are 
all-hour    foods,    for   they   easily   digest. 


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Add  Melted  Butter 


Then     children    at    play-time     will     Puffed  Rice  in  Every   Di.K 


eat   them   like   peanuts   or   popcorn. 


of    Fruit 


The  Quaker  Qate  (pmpany 


Sole  Maker* 


Peterborough,  Canada 


Saskatoon,  Canada 

1875 


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sweet  than  even  her  sister  of  tvar^time  memory 


Dorothy  Dalton  plays  the  role  of  Bride  in  one  of  her 

recent  pictures,  and  thereby  gives  the  prospective 

bride  many  suggestions  about  the  arrangement  of 

veil,  flowers  and  drapery. 


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HE  1920  springtime  bride  must 
have  a  page  all  to  her  own 
sweet  self,  for  is  she  not  this 
month,  the  particular  guest 
of  the  Journal,  whom  we  all 
delight  to  honor?  June  es- 
pecially is  the  bride  month, 
and  her  brides  will  be  le- 
gion, each  one  of  them  the 
most  beautiful  of  them  all  to 
her  own  particular  bridegroom. 
And  clothes  a-plenty  they  must  have — but  not 
too  many.  Pieces  duplicated  by  the  dozens  and 
packed  away  in  the  green  chest,  may  have  been 
quite  the  thing  in  Grandmother's  day,  but  not 
now.  The  bride  of  to-day  gathers  together  a  few 
choice  pieces  of  underwear  of  silk  and  fine  linen 
or  its  equivalent.  She  culls  them  from  here  and 
there  and  everywhere,  likewise  her  gowns  and 
wraps  and  hats  and  sporting  toggery.  She  buys 
just  what  she  thinks  she  can  use  before  they  be- 
«ome  old  fashioned,  as  they  are  almost  sure  to  do 
by  another  season.  Brides  no  longer  lay  up 
treasures  for  the  attic  and  posterity — at  least  not 
in  the  measure  that  their  mothers  did.  One 
walks  through  the  shops  and  wonders  if  ever  be- 
fore brides  have  been  offered  choice  of  such  beau- 
tiful materials  and  colors,  whether  for  outer  or 
inner  wear;  and  surely  we  are  making  progress, 
for  never  before  has  a  bride  been  free  to  exercise 
such  individuality  in  choice  of  a  wedding  gow. 
The  bodice  may  be  as  decollete  as  the  bride-elect 
may  desire,  and  instead  of  the  wrist  length  sleeve 
which  used  to  be  worn  almost  universally,  the 
wedding  gown  of  to-day  may  have  just  no  sleeves 
at  all,  or  a  sleeve  may  start  on  a  career  and  finish 
it  anywhere  caprice  suggests,  between  shoulder 
and  wrist.  And,  unless  one  desires  it  otherwise, 
the  couturier  will  probably  harem  hem  the  skirt 
around  the  bottom  which  will  be  quite  far  enough 
removed  from  the  floor  to  show  a  pair  of  trim 
ankles  encased  in  white  or  silver  stockings  with 
white  satin   or  silver  slippers. 

LUSTROUS  silks  and  statins  and  silver  brocades, 
cloth  of  silver,  laces  and  tulles,  offer  the 
bride  a  most  delectable  choice,  and  ways  of  draping 
the  veil  are  more  numerous  than  one  can  mention, 
which  is  just  another  way  of  telling  the  bride  that 
she  may  drape  her  wedding  veil  whatever  way  is 
most  becoming  to  her  features.  Just  by  way  of 
suggestion,  one  might  say  that  some  are  draped 
across  the  back,  leaving  a  coronet  or  ruffle  to 
show  above  the  coiffure  and  held  in  place  with  a 
bandeau  of  silver  ribbon  or  orange  flowers  around 
the  brow.  Or,  one  may  mistily  drape  it  over 
the  head,  letting  it  float  behind  like  clouds  of 
vapor. 

One  must  also  give  much  time  and  thought  to 


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the  travelling  suit,  which  for  the  season,  should  be 
of  some  light  weight  material — silk  or  perhaps 
wool  jersey.  There  are  endless  silken  weaves  of 
rare  beauty  ami  thai  will  give  good  service,  such 
as  khaki  kool,  shantung,  faille,  dew-kist,  kumsi 
kum'sa,  trlcolette,  plain  and  drop  stitch,  which  are 
ideal  for  travelling  and  quite  the  correct  thins 
for  summer  wear,  because  they  are  so  light  and 
cool  and  a  top  coat  can  always  be  worn  over  them 
if  required,  [jong,  soft  lines,  with  perhaps  tux- 
edo revers  and  collar  and  vest  lend  themselves  to 
these  weaves  when  a  smart  suit  is  required, 

A  TROUSSEAU  that  does  not  contain  a  navy 
•**•  blue  taffeta  dress  surely  falls  far  short  of 
the  mark,  for  of  all  the  practical  and  eminently 
useful  garments,  there  is  nothing  that  can  take 
the  place  of  navy  blue  taffeta,  draped  on  the  sides 
and  ruffled  if  one's  slender,  or  contrived  in  one  Ol 
ihe  numberless  ways  of  the  straight  silhouette. 
Basques  and  side  draperies  are  the  special  pro- 
per whim  of  dress-making  Paris  at  the  moment. 
but  while,  with  her  right  hand  she  makes  basques 
and    panniers,   with   her  left  she  produces  beauti- 


Polo   cloth  comes  out  on  this  occasion    and    frankly 

allies  itself  with  brushed  wool  tartan,  and  then  slashes 

itself  around  the  edge  for  the  sake  of  being  ornately 

fringed. 


A   Shantung   suit   in   natural   shade   embroidered   with 
jade  wool  in  Egyptian  pattern,  to  allure  the  June  bride. 


ful  models  galore  with  apron  draperies  and  rather 
low  waistline.  The  collar  may  be  high  and  ruffled 
across  the  ton  so  that  the  bunch  of  curls  hanging 
over  the  ear  rests  on  it;  or  it  may  be  low  and 
round  and  ruffled,  for  the  ruffle  is  no  respecter  of 
modes.  The  sleeves  are  just  as  erratic  as  the 
collar  and   she  who  wears  a  long  sleeve  may  be 


adjudged  just  as  smartly  gowned  as  she  of  the 
abbreviated  sleeve,  and  vice  versa;  but  somehow, 
one  likes  to  speak  a  word  in  favor  of  the  new 
short  sleeve  which   spells  chic  every  time. 

A  NOTHER  silk  dress  or  two  may  find  itself 
■**■  tucked  into  the  bride's  wardrobe.  Perhaps 
it  will  be  foulard  or  a  printed  pussy  willow  with 
pecan  ground  and  navy  blue  pattern  and  the  cot- 
ton dress  for  midsummer  should  not  by  any 
chance  be  overlooked,  for  this  year,  if  ever,  cot- 
tons are  promised  their  innings.  One  feels  like 
suggesting  a  pretty  brown  organdy  at  the  very 
start,  but  if  one  wishes  to  introduce  the  lighter 
colors  in  organdy,  why,  then  there's  orchid  and 
buttercup  and  nile  green — all  exquisite  shades 
that  will  reflect  their  beauty  on  the  trousseau. 
Perhaps  there'll  be  a  place  for  white  swiss  with 
red  or  blue  dots,  trimmed  with  surplice  collar  of 
white  organdy  with  sash  to  match,  and  for  the 
dark  afternoons  when  one  wants  to  be  dressed  up 
and  yet,  because  of  the  threatening  clouds,  one 
can't  be  sure  it  won't  rain,  there's  the  printed 
voile  with  foulard  pattern  and  satin  stripes — a 
navy  or  brown  ground  with  the  design  carried  out 
in  some  harmonizing  tone.  Such  frocks  as  thes>  , 
with  an  assortment  of  lace  or  net  vestees,  lace 
berthas  and  a  few  yards  of  embroidered  tabbing 
with  which  to  freshen  them  up  from  time  to 
time,  should  be  sufficient  for  most  of  the  spring- 
time brides,  unless  one  wants  to  add  a  pretty  tri- 
cotine  or  wool  jersey,  something  that  would  al- 
most have  to  be  held  over  to  start  the  autumn  on. 

SUCH  a  glorious  array  of  separate  skirts  greets 
the  shopper,  that  the  bride-elect  as  she  makes 
her  way  around  the  shops,  won't  find  making  a 
choice  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world.  A  white  bar- 
onet satin,  fan-ta-si  or  georgette  crepe  would  be  a 
happy  selection,  but  if  one  proposes  to  leave  white 
for  the  wash  skirt  and  introduce  color,  then  rose, 
hydro  blue  or  a  Bermuda  shade  might  prove  a 
happy  choice.  In  woolens,  large  checks  and  for 
the  golf  links,  a  bright  red  worsted  with  white 
pipings  and  a  narrow  white  kid  belt  are  both  ap- 
proved of  fashion.  Don't  forget  that  you  may 
have  either  your  plaid  woolen  or  your  silk  skirt 
accordeon  pleated.  And  when  one  talks,  first  of 
suits  and  then  of  separate  skirts,  the  logical  text 
for  the  next  paragraph  is  blouses,  one  of  the  most 
alluring  of  all  fashion  texts,  because  there  is  so 
much  that  is  new. 

THE  blouse  that  tucks  itself  in  under  the  belt 
may  be  smart,  but  the  one  that  proclaims 
itself  an  outsider  is  infinitely  smarter.  It  feels  no 
obligation  to  terminate  at  the  waistline,  so  it 
wanders  over  and  below  the  belt,  and  perhaps 
resolves  its  sides  into  sashes  which  tie  around  the 
waist;     it    lends    its    round   neck  and  lower  edge 

(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE  53. 


The  way  of  this  Spring  wrap  is  to  be  square,  in  the 

first  place,  then  to  turn  one  edge  over  for  the  collar 

and  have  a  shirring  cord  in  it,  thus. 


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Skirts  and  Sleeves   4re  Frankly  Shorter  Thib     eason 


8782 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for  34  to  48  bust.  Size  36  re- 
quires 2%  yards  36-inch  crlpe  de  Chine.  An  excellent  blouse  for 
the  stout  woman  is  this  model  with  soft  fulness  on  the  shoulders. 
The  rolling  collar  is  embroidered  in  cross-stitch  in  design  12562. 

8753 — Ladies'  Tunic  Blouse.  Designed  for  34  to  46  bust.  No. 
8700 — Ladies'  Two-piece  Gathered  Skirt.  Designed  for  24  to  40 
waist.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  1  Yi  yard.  The  costume  in 
medium  size  requires  i>Yi  yards  36-inch  tricolet — I  %  yard  lace  for 
collar — J^  yard  36-inch  lining  for  underbody.  An  odd  feature  of 
the  long  tunic  blouse  of  this  frock  is  the  tab-like  extensions  crossed 
in  surplice  style  and  buttoning  onto  the  tunic.  Embroidered  motifs 
in  design  12547  form  an  attractive  trimming.  They  may  be  worked 
out  in  heavy  rope  silk,  in  chenille,  or  yarn. 

8758 — Ladies'  One-piece  Dress.  Designed  for  34  to  48  bust. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about  i^  yard.  Size  36  requires  3  yards  54- 
inch  tricotine — %  yard  40-inch  white  Georgette  cr£pe  for  vestee — 
x/i  yard  embroidered  organdy  for  collar — 1  %  yard  lace  edging.  No 
matter  how  many  elaborate  frocks  the  Spring  wardrobe  contains 
there  must  be  at  least  one  of  these  simple  straight-line  frocks  of  serge 
or  tricotine,  generally  brightened  with  a  vestee  or  collar  of  white.  Thus 
model  is  cut  down  in  a  deep  V  in  front  to  show  an  inserted  vest  of 
white  Georgette  crepe  hemstitched  at  the  top.  The  large  patch 
pockets  are  embroidered  in  heavy  silk  in  design  12564. 


8784. 


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Dress  8068 


Dress  8775 

Braiding  and 
Embroidery  12556 


8784-   Ladies'   blouse.         De- 
signed for  34  to  44  bust.    Size  36 
requires  1%  yard  40-inch  Georg- 
ette   crepe.        Despite    its    long 
vogue  Georgette  crepe  still  re- 
tains its  hold  on  fashionable  favor.     This  blouse  closes  on  the 
left  shoulder  and  at  left  side-front  and  is  beaded  in  design  12540. 
beading  forms  squares  with  motifs  at  intervals,  and  chalk 
id  colored  beads  may  be  combined.    The  colors  may  be  vivid, 
..'i  in  pastel  tones. 

Those  are  Pictorial   Review   Patterns.      If  your  local 


8068— Ladies'  Dress.        De- 
signed for  34  to  48  bust.  Width 
at  lower  edge  about  I '  £  yard. 
.Size  36  requires  3 Js  yards  36- 
inch  rlotted  swiss — 1  J<f  yard  45-inch  white 
organdy  for  bands  and  collar.     Delightful 
Summer  frocks  arc  being  fashioned  of  dotted 
swiss   in  dark  as  well  as   light  shades,  the 
dark  ones  brightened   up  occasionally  by 
touches  of  white  organdy.     For  this  model 
the  organdy  takes  the  form  of  narrow  trim- 
ming-bands on  the  two-piece  gathered  skin 
and  on  the  elbow  sleeves.     Embroidered  or- 
gandy fashions  the  long  rolling  collar  which 

extends  in  revers  that  are  caught  under  the  belt 

and    reach    about    to    the    hips.     Embroidered 

organdy  may  be  purchased  l>v  the  yard,  or  plain 

organdy  may  be  embroidered  at   home.     Any 

simple  design  would   be   suitable,   and    the  edge 

may  be  scalloped  :and  buttonholed.       To  com- 
plete this  dainty  frock  the  new  strapped  slippers 

of  white  glazed  kid  should  be  wo*-  •. 

r       ""  8075  J>06S 

dealer  cannot  supply  them,  send  direct  to  Pictorial  Review  Co.,   203-26 


8782 


8753 


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May,   Nineteen-Twenty. 


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It  is  the  corset  style  that  best 
expresses  your  own  personality  by 
accenting  every  natural  beauty  of 
your  figure. 

Natural  beauty!  Never  has 
Fashion  dictated  so  generously. 
Just  be  natural.  Buy  the  corset 
that  will  give  you  comfort;  the  cor- 
set that  will  give  you  poise  and  per- 
fect body  proportions  without  a 
moment's  feeling  of  restraint;  the 
corset  that  will  accent  your  every 
natural  charm. 

There  is  not  the  woman, but  will 
be  interested  in  what  the  world- 
famed  House  of  Lucile  has  to  say 
about  corsets. 


Out  of  this  season's  bewildering 
dictates  of  Fashion,  one  thought 
stands  clear — you  must  appear 
natural. 

Uncorseted?  No!  Emphatically. 
not  Certainly  frocks  and  suits 
never  more  definitely  demanded  the 
foundation  of  a  clever  corset.  When 
Paris  says  you  should  look  "un- 
corseted," Paris  means  you  should 
wear  a  corset  so  deftly  designed  to 
be  a  part  of  yourself  that  it  merely 
accents  the  natural  beauty  of  your 
figure  and  the  most  critical  ob- 
server will  not  be  able  to  trace  your 
charm  to  its  subtle  support. 

I.UCILE.  Ltd. 

//         Manager 

Mummmmmmmmmt 


do  not  think  because  of  your  shghtness  your  cor- 
set "doesn't  matter."     It  does. 

Your  chief  charm  is  your  poise — that  lithe  grace- 
fulness that  the  predestined  corset  will  enhance,  and 
the  wrong  corset — -well,  you  see  on  the  streets  every 
day  glorious  youth  sacrificed  to  the  fallacy  "I'm  so 
slight  it  doesn  I  matter  what  corset  I  wear." 

Have  you  seen  the  new  Gossard  models  for  the 
slight  figure?  You  will  marvel  how  so  few  bones  in 
such  gloriously  soft  materials  can  mould  your  hips 
and  thighs  and  back  to  such  a  delightful  silhouette. 


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If  you  are  a  matron  of  average  figure  with  all  the 
possibilities  of  youthfulness  dependent  upon  the 
right  corset,  you  will  appreciate  the  Gossard  artistry 
thai  has  given  your  problem  especial  care. 

Hips  and  thighs  reduce  as  if  by  magic;  your 
front  and  back  lines  are  the  straighter  lines  of 
youth  and  you  have  that  graceful  poise  only  to  be 
attained  by  complete  corset  comfort. 

Remember ,  your  figure  tells  your  age. 


wherever  a  discriminating  patron- 
age demands  the  best.  And  at  this 
store  you  will  find  a  superior  service 
that  assures  you  the  courtesy  and 
expert  attention  of  highly  special- 
ized corsetieres. 

The  Canadian  H.  W.  Gossard  Co.,  Limited 
284-286  W,  King  St.,  Toronto 


do  not  think  of  corsetry  as  a  succession  of  straps 
and  buckles  and  excessive  weight.  Just  analyze 
this  natural  photograph-;  the  figure  is  as  beauti- 
fully outlined,  as  well  proportioned  as  any  of  the 
other  ideal  figures  shown  on  this  page.  And  it 
is  all  done  so  naturally.  Gossard  artistry  has  given 
the  woman  of  full  figure  the  grace  and  comforjt  of 
perfect  corsetry. 

In  a  Gossard  you  will  never  give  the  unfashion- 
able impression  of  being  "overcorseted. 


Ideal  Figure 
Tall  Slender 


Ideal  Figure 
Short  Slender 


Ideal  Figure 
fall  Heavy 


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Blouse  8699 

Beading  12470 


8641 — Ladies'  Jacket.  Designed  for 
34  to  44  bust.  Length  at  center-back 
30*4  inches.  No!  8728 — Ladies'  One- 
piece  Gathered  Skirt.  Designed  for  24 
to'  30  waist.  Width  at  lower  edge  about 
1  '2  yard.  The  suit  in  medium  size  re- 
quires 3$^  yards  54-inch  white  tricotine 

3  yards  36-inch  taffeta  for  lining 
jacket.  Jackets  are  shortening  up  for 
the  Spring  and  the  prevailing  tendency 
is  toward  youthfulness.  This  model  is 
the  very  embodiment  of  youthfulness 
with  its  perky  peplum  springing  out  at 
the  sides  and  its  looped-under  panels  in 
front.  A  fitted  effect  is  attained  by 
means  of  side-front  seams  extending  from 
the  shoulders  to  the  narrow  string  belt. 
Very  simple  skirts  complete  the  tailored 
suits  for  Spring  like  t  his  model  which  is  a 
one-piece  gat  hered  skirt  closing  at  center- 
l»ack  under  a  plait.  White  is  to  be  very 
fashionable  and  white  low  shoes  of 
glazed  kidskin  will  be  worn,  many  with 
the  new  short  French  vamps. 

8475 — Ladies'  Coat.  Designed  for  34 
to  44  bust.  Length  at  center-back  36 
inches.  Size  36  requires  31.,  yards  54- 
inch  check  velours-  3,1  [  yards  36-inch 
satin  for  lining.  No.  8320  Ladies' 
One-piece  Skirt.  Designed  for  24  to  36 
waist.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  i'_> 
yard.  Size  26  requires  2  '  ■>  yards  36-inch 
sports  cr6pe.  Short,  snappy  separate 
coats  like  this  model  are  very  much  in 
vogue  fashioned  of  homespun  or  tweed 
or  t  he  new  \k>\<\  checks  and  plaids.  The 
coal  is  made  with  a  deep  yoke  in  front 
and  the  collar  is  equally  attractive 
whether  worn  high  or  low. 

8781— Ladies'  Jacket.  Designed  for 
34  to  46  bust.  Length  at  center-back 
31 '2  inches.  No,  8760  ladies'  Two- 
piece  Gathered  Skirt.  Designed  for  24 
1040  waist.  Width. \t  lower  edge  about 
1  x/i  yard.  The  suit  in  medium  size  re- 
quires 3^8  yards  54-inch  gabardine  -':iN 
yards  36-inch  printed  satin  for  lining 
1  M  kel  Featured  in  the  Spring  fashions 
horl    boxy-looking   jackets  cut   on 


8699 — Ladies'  Long-waisted  Kimono  Mouse.  Designed 
for  34  to  42  bust.  Size  36  requires  1  >4  yard  40-inch  Georg- 
ette crjSpe.  This  long-waisted  kimono  model  is  typical  of  the 
new  blouses  which  either  slip  on  over  the  head  or,  as  in  this 
case,  fasten  at  the  back.  This  is  wrinkled  around  the  waist- 
line to  form  a  girdle  effect  and  is  beaded  in  design  1 2470.  The 
blouse  is  seamed  along  the  outside  of  the  sleeves  and  under 
the  arms  and  tiny  plaits  are  formed  at  the  underarm  front 
and  back  and  stitched  in  with  the  seam.  The  sleeves 
short  and  the  oval  neck  collarless. 


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8440 — Ladies'  Jacket.  Designed  for 
34  to  46  bust.  Length  at  center-back 
3oJ/£  inches.  No.  8728 — Ladies'  One- 
piece  Skirt.  Designed  for  24  to  30 
waist.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  i1^ 
yard.  The  suit  in  medium  size  requires 
i^j  yard  54-inch  tricotine — ■%  yard  30- 
inch  tricolet  for  vest — 2Y2  yards  44 -inch 
check  worsted  for  skirt  and  trimming — 
3  yards  36-inch  satin  for  jacket  lining. 
Ilio  strictly  tailored  suits  are  as  a  rule 
fashioned  of  the  one  fabric,  sports  suits 
are  very  often  in  compose  effect,  the 
trimming  on  the  jacket  sometimes  as  in 
this  model  repeating  the  material  of  the 
skirt.  The  jacket  is  open  in  front  to 
show  a  vesl  of  the  fashionable  tricolet 
trimmed  with  bands  of  check  cloth. 

8773  Ladies'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  34  to  4(1  bust.  Size  36  re- 
quires 1 :i  s  yard  p>-inch  flowered  Georg- 
ette crepe  ■''  s  yard  40-inch  plain  ( '.eorg- 
ette  crepe.  The  comliinat  ion  of  plain 
and    (lowered    Georgette    crepe  makes  ,1 

very  attractive  blouse.     It  slips  on  over 

the  head  and  is  slashed  at  ( enti  r-front , 
the  slashed  edges  boUnd  with  satin  and 
caught  together  with  ribbon.  The  long 
sleeves  are  of  plain  Georgette. 


8740 — Ladies'  One-piece  Slip-on  Kimono  Blouse.  Designed 
for  34  to  48  bust.  Size  36  requires  2%  yards  36-inch  crepe. 
For  simple  tunic  blouses  like  this  cr£pe  is  a  fashionable  fabric 
adorned  frequent ly  with  odd  motifs  in  yarn  embroidery.  For 
the  embroidery  on  this  blouse  design  12445  may  be  selected. 
The  embroidery  forms  a  border  effect  on  the  short  ski  -  is, 
and  it  is  also  applied  to  the  large  square  patch  pock.  ts. 
Around  the  waist  is  a  narrow  girdle  of  self-material  with  s.ish 
ends  looped  .it  the  side-front. 


St>4l  8473  8781  844-0  8717 


Jacket  8440 
Shirt  8728 


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8773 


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These  are  Pictorial  Review  Patterns.     If  your  local  deal  or  cannot  supply  them,  send  direct  to  Pictorial  Review  Co.,     2«:?-2«7  Adelaide.  St.  \\\.  Toronto. 


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8679— Ladies'  Tunic  Blouse.  Designed 
for  34  to  46  bust.  No.  8574 —  Ladies'  Two- 
piece  Skirt.  Designed  for  24  to  38  waist. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about  iU  yard.  The 
COStume  in  medium  size  requires  5  '  ,  yards  54- 
inch  white  gabardine. 


Three  patterns  free  with  a 
subscription  at  $2.00  per  an- 
num, sent  direct  to  the 
Canadian  Home  Journal. 


8710 — Ladies'  One-piece  Dress.  Designed 
for  34  to  48  bust.  Width  at  lower  edge  about 
ij^'yard.  Size  36  requires  3^  yards  44-inch 
serge—  J^j  yard  organdy  for  collar  and  vest. 
Tho  pannier  effects  and  tunics  are  favored  in 
the  new  fashions  for  afternoon  wear,  American 
women  Still  cling  tenaciously  to  the  straight - 
line  frock  for  general  wear  as  nothing  else 
gives  such  slim  youthful  lines.  This  model  is 
simplicity  itself  fastening  on  the  left  shoulder 
and  under  the  left  arm  and  untrimmed  sav^ 
for  the  braiding  that  finishes  the  slashed  front 
edges  in  design  1 1665  and  the  small  collar  and 
vestee  of  white  organdy.  A  narrow  belt  of 
self-material  encircles  the  waist-line  loosely 
and  the  ends  are  looped  at  the  side-front. 


8137 


8213 


8137 — Ladies'  Dress.  Designed  for 
34  to  42  bust.  Width  at  lower  edge 
about  1J2  yard.  Size  36  requires  3 
'  ■  "ds  54-inch  tricotine.  An  embroi- 
dered belt  is  the  only  decorative  note 
on  the  dress  and  the  embroidery  may 
be    carried    out    in    heavy    rope    silk, 


8213— Ladies'      Dress. 
Designed  for  34  to  46  bust. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about 
I  %  yard.     Size  36  requires 
check 
worsted — -x/i    yard    36-inch 
white  tricolet  for  collar — J  ' 
yard     36-inch     lining     for 
underbody.    Agreeable  con- 
trast to  the  tailored  frocks 
of  solid-color  serge  and 
tricotine     is     afforded 
by  the   many    models 
that  make  use  of  check 
worsted.      This    frock 
tho  in  one-piece  style 
really  combines  a  blouse 
and  a  four-piece  gath- 
ered skirt  attached  un- 
der a  girdle  of  self-material. 
At  the  sides  just  below  the 
hips  a  trimming-band  is  applied  that  gives  the  modish  out- 
standing pocket  effect.     A  panel  is  arranged  on  the  front  of 
the  dress  which  buttons  onto  the  rolling  collar  of  tricolet, 
and  the  dress  closes  at  the  left  side-front.     On  the  long  one- 
piece  sleeves  between  the  elbow  and  the  wrist  a  trimming-  ( 
band  is  applied  caught  together  on  the  outside  with  a  fancy 
button.     The  band  may  be  lined  with  contrasting  satin. 


Dress  8370 

Embroidery  12422 


871(i — Ladies'  One-piece  Dress.  Designed  for  34  to  4') 
bust.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  1  '  ■_.  yard.  Size  36  re- 
quires 3 14  yards  54-inch  serge  •' %  yard  36-inch  lining  for 
underbody.  Several  new  touches  are  combined  to  give 
style  to  this  frock,  notably  the  very  short  sleeves  and  the 
narrow  panels  looped  under  at  the  bottom  of  the  skirt,  the 
front  ones  forming  pockets  at  the  top.  Soutache  braiding 
adds  a  decorative  touch  in  design  12427.  An  attractive 
finish  for  the  frock  is  given  by  the  new  short-vamp  slippers 
of  soft  glazed  kid  tied  at  the  ankles. 

8111 — Ladies'  One-piece  Dress.  Designed  for  3^  to  46 
bust.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  1%  yard.  Size  36  re- 
quires 3  yards  54-inch  wool  Jersey.  A  simple  practical 
model  untrimmed  save  for  motifs  of  embroidery  in  design 
12510.  These  may  be  carried  out  in  bright-colored  worsted 
or  in  heavy  rope  silk.  It  is  a  matter  of  individual  choice 
whether  this  frock  closes  at  the  center-front  or  the  side- 
front,  and  altho  the  illustration  gives  the  effect  of  the  dress 
being  in  two  sections  with  the  skirt  attached  at  low  waist- 
line, in  reality  the  frock  is  in  one  from  neck  to  lower  edge 
and  the  stitching  is  used  to  give  the  two-piece  effect.  A 
dart  is  formed  on  the  shoulders  in  front  to  give  a  closer  fit. 

8370 — Ladies'  Dress.  Designed  for  34  to  50  bust. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about  iK  yard.  Size  36  requires  2>Y% 
yards  44-inch  check  cloth — H  yard  36-inch  white  tricolet  for 
vest.  From  the  vest  revers  roll  back  that  extend  around  to 
form  the  collar  and  under  the  belt  of  self-material  the  two- 
piece  skirt  is  attached  to  the  waist.  Large  patch  pockets 
are  applied  at  the  sides.  Pumps  of  white  kidskin  would 
complete  this  Spring  frock  very  attractively.  Little  arrow- 
heads of  embroidery  in  design  12422  are  worked  out  in 
heavy  black  rope  silk  on  the  lower  part  of  the  revers.  This 
frock  would  be  equally  attractive  in  dark  blue  serge  or  tri- 
cotine and  it  is  also  an  excellent  model  for  the  simple  Sum- 
mer frock  of  gingham,  chambray,  or  linen.  If  the  dress  is 
of  blue  serge  the  embroidery  may  be  in  bright-colored  wool. 


These  are  Pictorial  Review  Patterns.     If  your  local  dealer  cannot  supply  them,  send  direct  to  Pictorial  Review  Co.,  263-267  Adelaide,  St.  W.,  Toronto. 


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Beading  11554 


Blouse  8699 

Skirt  8760 

Embroidery  12322  1 


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Skirt  8528 


8786-Ladies'    Blouse.     Designed    for  34   to  48   bust.  s.,,.7     Ladies' Blouse.     Designed  for  34  to^e  bust.     Size      high  in  fashionable  favo,  ^nd  (^orgette ^pe  voHe^hand- 

Size  36  requires  2)4  yards  36-inch  handkerchief  linen.    The      36  requires  2.4  yards  40-inch  Georgette  crlpe   M  v^|      kerchief  hnen,  apd  crtpe  de  Chine  a«  modish  fabrics. 
coiiar  is  embroidered  in  mercerized  floss  in  design  12531.    It      white  Georgette  crtpe  for  collar  and  cuffs.    Forthe  beaded  .^v,v,  ,„  ,->v  >»w  ,    k« 

of  Georeettc  crepe,  embroidery  silk  may  be  used.  motifs  design  12506  is  suitable.    Separate  blouses  are  again  desck.u  nOMSOONTlNl  ED  ON  1  MM    63. 

These  are  Pictorial  Review  Patterns.     If  yonr  local  dealer  cannot  supply  them,  send  direct  to  Pictorial  Review  Co.,   263-267  Adelaide,  St.  W..  Toronto. 


May,   Nineteen-Twenty. 


49 


It  is  Dangerous  to  Use  Counterfeit  Parts  for  the 


BY  allowing  your  garage  man  to  use  imitation  parts  in 
repairing  your  car  you  not  only  invite  repeated  repair 

bills  and  more  serious  breakdowns,  but  you  actually  endan- 
ger your  own  life  and  the  lives  of  others.  Cheap  and  inferior  parts  used  in 
connection  with  the  steering  control  are  liable  to  cause  accidents  of  a  very 
serious  nature. 


You  Risk  Your  Life  When  You  Use 
Imitation  Spindles 

In  a  recent  test  the  tensile  strength 
of  the  genuine  Ford  Vanadium 
Steel  spindle  arm  was  found  to  be 
over  100%  more  than  that  of  the 
counterfeit  machine  steel  part. 
The  arms  were  submitted  to  shock, 
and  the  counterfeit  arm  broke 
at  a  pulling  force  equivalent 

to  11,425  pounds  applied  to  a  cross  section. 
The  same  pulling  force  applied  to  a  corres- 
ponding cross  section  of  a  genuine  Ford 
spindle  arm  did  not  even  change  its  original 
size  or  shape.  In  order  to  separate  the  genuine 
spindle  arm  it  was  necessary  to  apply  a  pulling 
force  of  25,000  pounds. 

The  spindle  arm  is  one  of  the  vital  parts  en- 
tering into  the  control  of  a  car,  and  by  using 
spurious  parts  in  such  places,  Ford  owners  are 
risking  lives  and  property. 


Genuine   Ford  Springs  versus 
Imitation  Springs 

Genuine  Ford  front  and  rear  springs 
are  made  of  Vanadium  spring  steel 
having  a  tensile  strength  of  210,000 
pounds  per  square  inch,  and 
an  elastic  limit  of  200,000  pounds. 
Every  genuine  Ford  spring  is  tested 
in  the  factory.  Front  springs  are 
subjected  to  a  pressure  of  1,850 

pounds.  In  the  fatigue  test  the  average  gen- 
uine spring  will  stand  60,000  strokes  before 
breaking.  Rear  springs  are  subjected  to  a 
pressure  of  2000  pounds  and  the  average 
genuine  spring  will  absorb  40,000  strokes 
before  breaking. 

Imitation  springs  are  generally  made  of  car- 
bon steel  having  a  tensile  strength  of  only 
130,000  pounds  per  square  inch  and  an  elastic 
limit  of  only  115,000  pounds.  In  ordinary 
service  they  soon  flatten  out. 


You  are  merely  protecting  yourself  and  avoiding  repeated  repair  bills  when 
you  demand  genuine  Ford  parts. 

Only  Genuine  Ford  Parts  Can  be  Used  with  Safety 


Look  for 
the  Sign 


Genuine  sJbrd  Paris 
For  Sale  Here 


Ford  Motor  Company  of  Canada,  Limited 


Ford,  Ontario 


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New  Trimming  Touches  Enliven  Simple  Frocks 


8787 — Misses'  Dress. 
Designed  for  14  to  20 
years.  Width  at  lower 
edge  about  :}4  yard.  Size 
16  requires  4M  yards  32- 
inch  challis — M  yard  40-inch  white 
( leorgette  crepe  for  collar  and  vestee 
— 2l/z  yards  velvet  ribbon — I  %  yard 
36-inch  lining  for  underbody  and  top 
of  skirt.  A  two-piece  gathered  tunic- 
is  attached  to  the  blouse  giving  .1 
redingote  effect  to  this  charmingly 
simple  frock.  The  neck  is  cut  down 
in  deep  U  shaping  filled  in  with  a 
front -buttoning  vestee  of  Georgette. 

8790 


e  8819 
Skirl  8733 


ssi  I  Misses'  ^ 
Blouse.  Designed 
for  14  to  20  years. 
Misses' 
One-piece  Gathered 
Skin .  I  designed  for 
14  to  2  o  years. 
Width  at  lower  edjgt 
The   costume    in    size 


Dress  8822 
Embroidery  12501 


Dress  8771 
Braiding  12376 


about    1 "  v  yard. 


i(>    require: 


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yards  \6  inch  rose-color  cr&pe  de  thine 


— 2)4  yards 

3  6  -,  i  n  c  h 

white  crepe 

de   Chine 

for    skirt 

and    trim 

ming.    The 

blouse   like   so  many  of  the  new  sports 

models  slips  on  over  the  head  and   is 

slashed  .it  center-front,  the  fronts  turned 


back  to  form  small  revers  faced  with 
white.  Cuffs  of  white  crepe  de  Chine 
turn  back  from  the  short  sleeves  and  a 
narrow  string  belt  of  rose-color  crepe  de 
Chine  holds  in  the  waist -line  fulness  very 
-oosely.  The  blouse  is  worn  over  a  sim- 
ple tailored  skirt  which  closes  at  center- 
back  under  a  plait. 

DESCRIPTIONS  CONTINUED  OX  PAGE    53 


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The  Revival  of  Folk 
Dancing 

(CONTINUED    FROM    PACE    30.) 

In  the  meantime  a  small  host  of 
musical  experts  have  been  scouring 
tii«-  rural  districts  and  recording  In 
permanent  form  the  tunes  and  the  fig- 
ures that  had  been  handed  down  from 
generation  to  generation  on  May  Day 
and  at  Harvest  Home.  A  great  num- 
ber of  folk-pieces,  most  of  them  with 
very  quaint  names  have  been  collect- 
ed and  published  and  the  wide  dif- 
fusion of  them  is  shown  by  the  follow- 
ing list  of  English  counties  in  which 
they  have  been  gathered:  Gloucester- 
shire, Oxfordshire,  Berkshire,  North- 
amptonshire, Lincolnshire,  Derbyshire, 
Nottinghamshire,  Cornwall,  Monmouth- 
shire, Yorkshire,  Lancashire,  Cheshire, 
Northumberland,  Warwickshire,  Wor- 
cestershire and  Surrey,  In  many 
parts  of  Canada  there  must  be  old 
men  and  women  who  were  familiar 
with  the  Morris  dances  long  before 
musicians  were  at  pains  to  investi- 
gate them  and  organize  a  national 
movement  for  their  revival. 

In  connection  with  Morris  danc- 
ing the  custom  of  "Dressing  Up"  with 
ribbons,  and  sometimes  with  masks 
has  prevailed  for  centuries.  An  old 
Lancashire  ditty  runs: 

Morris  dance  is  a  very  pretty  tune, 
Lads  and   lassies   plenty, 
Every  lad  shall  have  his  lass 
And  I'll  have  four  and  twenty. 

My  new  shoone  they  are  so  good, 
I  could   dance  Morris  if  I  would, 
And  if  hat  and  coat  be  dressed, 
I  will  dance  Morris  with  the  best. 

'  I  v  HE  father  of  the  movement  for 
*■  the  revival  of  folk  dancing  is  an 
Englishman  named  Cecil  Sharp,  a 
Londoner  who  in  his  younger  days 
was  an  organist  and  choirmaster  in 
Australia,  and  once  made  a  concert 
tour  through  Canada  as  a  baritone 
singer.  Becoming  interested  in  the 
revival  of  folk-dancing,  he,  some  years 
ago,  founded  the  Vacation  School  for 
the  teaching  of  Folk  dancing  at  Strat- 
ford-upon-Avon, in  connection  with 
the  Shakespeare  Memorial  Theatre 
there.  The  school  outgrew  Shake- 
speare's birthplace  and  moved  to  Chel- 
sea, London,  where  in  the  last  Christ- 
mas vacation  no  fewer  than  four  hun- 
dred teacher-students  from  variou* 
parts  of  England  attended.  Here  they 
learned  the  intricacies  of  the  Morris 
dances,  some  of  which  are  more 
simple  than  they  appear  in  execution. 
They  were  instructed  when  to  bend 
the  knee,  and  when  to  hop  with  leg 
straight,  when  to  flourish  stick  or 
handkerchief,  and  picked  up  the  vo- 
cabulary or  lingo  of  the  dances,  which 
is  quaint.  It  is  generally  admitted 
that  in  these  dances  there  is  some- 
thing much  more  healthy  and  stimu- 
lating than  the  dances  of  the  modern 
ball  room. 

Curiously  enough  it  has  been  found 
that  some  modern  airs  are  as  readily 
adaptable  to  the  old  dance  movements 
as  the  traditional  tunes.  For  instance 
sixty  years  ago  there  was  an  air  that 
was  popular  throughout  America, 
known  as  "Buffalo  Gals."  Readers  of 
"Tom  Sawyer"  will  perhaps  recall  that 
it  was  a  favorite  of  Mark  Twain's 
boyhood.  About  1860  it  was  taken  to 
England  by  the  Christy  Minstrels  and 
after  temporary  vogue  in  London  was 
forgotten.  Five  or  six  years  ago  the 
folk-dance  investigators  found  it  be- 
ing used  as  a  Morris  dance  in  a  re- 
mote country  spot  to  which  it  had 
penetrated  a  few  decades  previously. 
And  I  also  note  that  Mr.  Cecil  Sharp's 
dancers  at  Chelsea,  used  Stephen 
Foster's  air  "Old  Black  Joe"  presum- 
ably at  a  faster  tempo  than  in  the 
song.  To  those  readers  who  are  in- 
terested in  the  matter,  I  would  com- 
mend, in  addition  to  the  publications 
of  Mr.  Sharp,  a  little  book,  "English 
Folk -Song  and  Dance."  by  Frank  Kid- 
son  and  Mary  Xeal.  published  by  the 
Cambridge   University    Press   in    1915. 


Chickens    as    They 
Might  Be  Cooked 

(CONTINUED    FROM     PAGE    87.) 

the  fire,  add  two  cupfuls  of 
strained  tomato  sauce,  stir  until 
boiling,  cook  for  five  minutes,  and 
season  with  salt,  pepper  and  paprika. 
Dish  the  chicken  on  a  hot  platter, 
cover  with  the  rice  and  strain  the 
tomato  sauce  over  the  top. 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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3%  yards  32-inch  challis — 38  yard  40- 
inch  organdy  for  collar  and  cuffs.  A 
most  important  feature  of  this  frock  is 
the  cunning  little   bodice-like  waist   cut 


in  a  large  round  scallop  in  front  and 
wrinkled  around  to  form  a  girdle  effect. 
The  dress  fastens  at  the  back. 

8777 — Girls'   and    Juniors'    One-piece 
Dress.      Designed    for    6    to    14    years. 


Size  10  requires  2x/2  yards  32-inch  plaid 
gingham.  The  dress  closes  at  center- 
back  and  is  shirred  at  the  waist-line.  The 
neck  is  finished  with  a  circular  collar. 

DESCRIPTIONS  CONTINUED  ON    PAGE    53. 


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"The  Summer  Session 
Student  Sees  It  Through 
at  the  O.A.C.,"  by  Edna 
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and  all  who  enjoy  a 
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1/ 


a  Sew  ing  in  Schools 

0  Bj     EVAN    ETTA 

Sewing  as  a   Handwork   For  Girls 


HANDWORK  has  long  been  re- 
garded as  an  effective  means 
of   education    (or    children.     A 

normal  child  is  always  ready  to  make 
something,  and  the  trained  kindergar- 
ten teacher  makes  use  of  this  natur- 
al instinct  in  her  work  of  guiding  the 
little  fines  towards  full  self  develop- 
ment. 

During  recent  years  the  place  of 
handwork  in  the.  training  of  older 
children  has  been  receiving  more  at- 
tention, and  most  educationists 
agree  as  to  its  value.  Critics  outside 
the  schools  sometimes  object  on  the 
score  of  expense,  for  the  apparatus 
and  materials  required  may  add  con- 
siderably to  the  cost  of  school  equip- 
ment. Critics  in  the  schools  object  to 
handwork  for  the  sake  of  hand- 
work as  a  waste  of  precious  school 
time,  and  maintain  that  there 
should  be  definite  correlation  between 
handwork  and  other  subjects  in  the 
curriculum. 

T  INSTRUCTORS  of  sewing  may  just- 
■*•  ly  claim  that  a  good  needlework 
course  is  the  most  valuable  form  of 
handwork  for  girls.  It  is  not  open  to 
criticism  on  the  ground  of  expense, 
for  it  has  been  shown  that  the  cost  of 
the  materials  can  be  refunded  by  the 
sale  of  thfe  garments  made  at  cost 
price. 

Lessons  in  sewing  can  be  so  graded 
that  the  girls  derive  as  much  benefit 
as  from  other  forms  of  handwork, 
while  at  the  same  time  they  are 
learning  a  useful  accomplishment. 
The  delicate  muscles  of  the  fingers 
are  exercised,  and  the  action  of  eye 
and  hand  co-ordinated.  Skill  is  gain- 
ed in  the  use  of  implements  and  the 
importance  of  accurate  measurements, 
and  careful  finish  is  soon  discovered. 
There  is  scope  for  the  development  of 
an  appreciation  of  good  lines  and  pleas- 
ing colours,  and  for  the  exercise  of  in- 
dividual taste  and  ingenuity. 

SEWING  is  by  no  means  isolated 
from  other  school  subjects.  The 
girl  will  find  her  lessons  in  Arithmetic 
and  Drawing  useful  in  calculating 
prices,  in  making  measurements,  in 
drafting  patterns,  and  in  outlining 
for  embroidery.  It  could  be  shown 
how  the  study  of  Literature,  History, 
and  Geography  may  be  interesting 
from  the  needlewoman's  point  of 
view. 

Needlecraft  should  not  be  regarded 
as  a  non-essential  part  of  a  girl's  edu- 
cation, a  fad  or  a  frill,  but  as  a  sub- 
ject which  may  awaken  the  same  jus- 
tifiable pride  in  personal  manual 
achievement,  which  characterized  the 
master  workmen  of  the  Great  Trade 
Guilds  of  the  Middle  Ages. 

SEAMS 
Seams  in  garments  are  necessary 
when  two  pieces  of  material  are  to  be 
joined  together  and  the  kind  of  seam 
to  be  made  depends  upon  the  texture 
of  the  material  used. 

Different      Methods      or      Making 
Seams     in     Garments, 


Ming 


Jamng 


.1  .<  ,<  i   ,•,<  •'•'    ','<•<     •>'    '( 


(b)  RUN  AND  FELL  SEAM  used 
for  underclothing,  etc. 

This  seam  is  only  used  on  thin  ma- 
terial as  it  is  not  strong  enough  to 
bear  strain. 

As  only  the  edge  of  the  back  piece 
is  turned,  care  is  necessary  to  avoid 
fixing  the  front  too  high,  thus  caus- 
ing the  frayed  edge  to  rise  above  the 
folded  one.  If  the  raw  edge  is  trim- 
med with  the  scissors  only  the  fringe 
must  be  cut,  not  the  threads  of  the 
goods. 

To  begin  this  seam,  first  run  on  the 
wrong  side.  For  children  it  is  a  good 
plan  to  either  crease  or  pencil  mark 
where  the  stitches  should  go. 

The  fell  or  hem  is  then  worked  on 
the  wrong  side.  One  must  exercise 
great  care  in  making  this  seam  per- 
fectly fiat  as  it  is  likely  to  ridge  on  the 
right  side  of  the  goods  if  not  properly 
pressed  out. 

The  seam  when  finished  should  be 
the  same  width  all  the  way  down. 
Often  inexperienced  needlewomen  get 
the  beginning  and  the  ending  too  wide. 


(c)      FRENCH    SEAM    (so    called). 

This  is  found  suitable  for  unlined 
clothing  as  the  right  and  wrong  sides 
are  both  neat  and  no  hemming  shows 
on  the  right  side.  It  also  lends  itself 
admirably  to  machining  and  is  there- 
fore very  frequently  used. 

To  work  this  seam,  first  run  the 
wrong  sides  facing  each  other,  then 
run  the  right  sides  after  the  first 
stitching  has  been  well  pressed  out. 


/ "A 


(d)      MANTUA     MAKERS     SEAM. 
This  seam   is  only  suitable  for  very 
thin    materials    such    as    voiles,    mus- 
lins, etc.,  as  the  fold  is  rather  thick. 
The  back  piece  of  the  goods  is  kept 
a  little  higher  than  the  front  and  then 
both  sides  are  turned  down  to  form  a 
fell.      The  hemming  is  now  worked  on 
the  wrong  side. 


(a  I  THE  SEW  AND  FELL  SEAM 
used  for  pillow  cases,  whitewear  and 
the  like 

The  o\ci  handing  in  this  seam  is 
worked  on  the  right  side  of  the  goods 
and  the  edges  must  be  quite  together. 

The  overhanding  must  be  well  flat- 
ened  with  the  thumb  before  the  fell 
is  basted. 

(CONTINUED 


/        /        /       /        /         /      / 


/'     /     / 


(e)      COUNTER    HEMMED    SHAM 
used  for  pinafores,  etc. 
ON     PAGE     7  TO 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

The  May  Patterns  and  Their 

Prices 


53 


(From  page   44.) 

Blouse  8781,  price  20  cents. 

Heading  12549,  blue  or  yellow.  25 
cents. 

Blouse  8782,  20  cents. 

Cross-stitch  12562,  blue  or  yellow, 
20  cents. 

Blouse  8753,  25  cents. 

Skirt  8760,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  12547,  blue  or  yellow. 
25  cents. 

Dress  8775,  25  cents. 

Braiding  and  Embroidery  12556, 
blue  or  yellow,  50  cents. 

Dress  8068,  25  cents. 

Dress  8758,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12564,  blue  or  yellow, 
25  cents. 

Dress  8749,  25  cents. 

(From  page   4  6.) 

Jacket  8641,  price  25  cents. 

Skirt  8728,  price  20  cents. 

Coat  8475,  price  25  cents. 

Skirt  8320,  price  25  cents. 

Jacket  8781,  price  25  cents. 

Skirt  8760,  price  20  cents. 

Blouse  8717,  price  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12564,  blue  or  yellow, 
25  cents. 

Blouse  8773,  price  25  cents. 

Blouse  8699,  price  25  cents. 

Beading  12470,  blue  or  yellow,  15 
cents. 

Jacket  8440,  price  25  cents. 

Skirt  8728,  price  20  cents. 

Blouse  8740,  price  25  cents. 

Embroider;  12445,  blue  or  yellow, 
20  cents. 

(From  page  47.) 

Blouse  8679,  price  25  cents. 

Skirt  8574,  price  20  cents. 

■{raiding  11636,  blue  or  yellow.  20 
cents. 

Dress  8719,  price  25  cents. 

Braiding  11665,  blue  or  yellow.  20 
cents. 

Dress  8137,  price  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12422,  price  30  cents, 
blue  or  yellow. 

Dress  8213,  price  25  cents. 

Dress  8716,  25  cents. 

Braiding  12427.  blue  or  yellow.  20 
cents. 

Dress  8111,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12510,  blue  or  yellow. 
20  cents. 

Dress  8370,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12422,  blue  or  yellow, 
30  cents. 

(From  page  48.) 

Blouse  8786,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  12531,  blue  or  yellow, 
15  cents. 

Blouse  8597,  20  cents. 

Beading  12506,  blue  or  yellow,  20 
cents. 

Blouse  8613,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  12485,  blue  or  yellow. 
20  cents. 

Blouse  8782,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  11616,  blue,  15  cents. 

Blouse  8697,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12453,  blue  or  yellow. 
15  cents. 

Blouse  8593,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12276,  blue  or  yellow. 
20  cents. 

Blouse  8773,  25  OMits. 

(CONTINUED 


Embroidery  12  153.  IS  cents,  blue 
or  yellow. 

Blouse  8326,  25  cents. 

Embroider;  12564,  blue  or  yellow, 
25  cents. 

Blouse  87  10,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12145,  blue  or  yellow, 
20  cents. 

Blouse  8571,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  12456,  blue  or  yellow, 
20  cents. 

Skirt  8760,  20  cents. 

Skirt,  8769,  25  cents. 

Blouse  7801,  20  cents. 

Skirt  8712,  25  cents. 

Beading  11554,  blue  or  yellow.  20 
cents. 

Blouse  8699,  25  cents. 

Skirt  8760,  20  cents. 

Embroidery  12322,  blue  or  yellow. 
25  cents. 

Skirt  8728,  20  cents. 

Skirt  8528,   25  cents. 

Blouse  8245,  25  cents. 

Beading  12548,  blue  or  yellow,  25 
cents. 

8613 — Ladies'  31ip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  34  to  46  bust.  Size  36 
requires  2  Vi   yards  36-inch  voile. 

8782 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for 
34  to  48  bust.  Size  36  requires  2  Ya 
yards  40-inch  organdy.  Dainty  motifs 
are  embroidered  on  the  front  of  the 
blouse   in   design   11616. 

8697 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for 
34  to  44  bust.  Size  36  requires  2% 
yards    36-inch    crepe    de    Chine. 

8593 — Ladies'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  34  to  46  bust.  Size  36  re- 
quires   3    yards    36-inch    cotton    crepe. 

8773 — Ladies'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  3  4  to  4  6  bust.  Size  3  6  re- 
quires 2  yards  40-inch  Georgette 
crepe. 

8710 — Ladies'  One-piece  Slip-on 
Blouse.  Designed  for  34  to  48  bust. 
Size  36  requires  2%  yards  36-inch 
silk  crepe.  Embroidered  motifs  in  de- 
sign 12445  carried  out  in  yarn  make 
an  attractive   border. 

8571 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for 
34  to  50  bust.  Size  36  requires  2% 
yards  36-inch  handkerchief  linen.  For 
'.he  embroidery  on  this  model,  design 
12456  may  be  selected. 

8326 — Ladies'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  34  to  44  bust.  Size  36  re- 
quires 2%  yards  36-inch  white  linen 
— -1%  yard  rose  linen.  Embroidered 
in  design   12564. 

8245 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for 
34  to  44  bust.  Size  36  requires  2% 
yards  36-inch  crepe  de  Chine — %  yard 
contrasting  crepe  for  collar  and  trim- 
ming. For  the  beaded  border  design 
12548  Is  suitable. 

8760 — Ladies'  Two-piece  Gathered 
Skirt.  Designed  for  2  4  to  4  0  waist. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about  1  V2  yard. 
Size  26  requires  2%  yards  44-inch 
check  worsted. 

8769  —  Ladies'  Two-piece  Tunic 
Skirt.  Designed  for  24  to  34  waist. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about  1%  yard. 
Size  26  requires  3%  yards  36-inch 
velvet — 1%  yard  satin  for  facing 
tunic. 

7801 — Ladies'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  34  to  44  bust.  Size  36  re- 
quires 2  yards  36-inch  voile.  The 
on  page  72.) 


Raiment  for  the  June  Bride 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    43.) 


to  ruffles  and  in  this  and  in  almost 
all  its  other  forms,  is  truly  beautiful 
and  undoubtedly  wearable.  And 
while  it  has  all  the  earmarks  of  an 
aristocrat,  it  is  so  democratic  that  one 
finds  it  made  up  in  every  kind  of  ma- 
terial from  plain  white  cotton  voile 
to  exquisite  indestructible  silk  voile 
and  becoming  extremely  popular  in 
tricolette   and    cartridge   cloth. 

A  TRAVELLING  top  coat  is  al- 
■**■  most  as  essential  as  the  travel- 
ling suit,  and  here  one  looks  for  the 
practical  as  well  as  the  smart  cut. 
And  coupled  with  the  coat,  one  finds 
the  new  spring  wrap  that  envelops  the 
wearer  while  it  engages  all  her  atten- 
tion as  she  holds  it  around  her.  wrap- 
fashion.  Beautiful  duvetyns,  trico- 
tines,  tricolettes,  sat  is  and  soft  silks 
go  into  its  composition  and  a  high, 
turn-over  collar  surmovints  it.  But  to 
get  back  to  the  practical  coat,  one 
may    mention    that    there     is    nothing 

(CONTINUED 


more  modish  than  a  nice  quality  of 
camel's  hair  cloth  made  up  into  either 
a  long  or  short  coat,  unless  it  is  one 
of  those  swagger  English  storm  coats, 
which  never  seems  to  get  old-fashion- 
ed no  matter  how  long  one  may  have 
it  nor  how  fashion  of  other  garments 
may  change.  There  are  short  or 
medium  length  coats  that  we  call 
sport  coats,  which  are  smart  looking 
and  are  being  shown  in  the  most 
beautiful  shades  of  blue  and  green — 
bordering  on  the  French  and  the  pea- 
cock blue — silvertones.  and  exceeding* 
ly  attractive  are  the  heather  mixtures 
in   wool   jersey. 

PARTICULAR  to  be  in  the  fashion 
of  the  period,  the  bride  will  select 
a  chapeau  with  cire  trimmings,  if  in- 
deed the  entire  hat  be  not  made  of 
material  with  waxed  finish,  and  if  it 
so  happens  that  she  is  lucky  enough 
to  be  buying  three  or  four  hats,  then 
she  can  abundantly  revel  in  flowers. 
on  pace  74.) 


Those  3  Chops 

Would  Buy  a  60-Dish  Package  of 
Delicious  Quaker  Oats 

That's  a  rather  big  fact  to  consider. 

The  40-cent  package  of  Quaker  Oats  will  make  60  liberal 
dishes.     The  chops  will  serve  but  three. 

So  with  meats  or  eggs  or  fish. 

The  40  cents  which  buys  a  60-dish  package  of  Quaker  Oats 
doesn't  go  far  in  meat  foods. 

It  would  buy  you,  for  instance,  eight  eggs. 

Yet  the  oat  dish,  as  nutriment,  is  vastly  superior.  It  is 
nearly  a  complete  food — almost  the  ideal  food.  And  the  40- 
cent  package  contains  as  many  calories  as  seven  pounds  of 
round  steak. 


Some  40-Cent  Foods 

Based  on  Prices  at  this  Writing 


40  Centi 


40  Cents 


Buys    a    60-Dish    Package      Buys  Only  Eight 
of  Quaker  Oats  Eggs 


40  Cent* 

Buys  About  Enough  Meat 
to    Serve    Five 


Each  dollar  spent  for  Quaker  Oats  buys  as  much  nutrition  as  $9  spent 
for   meat,   eggs   and  fish   on    the   average. 

You  get  nine  for  one,  based  on  calories  per  dollar.     See  the  table  below. 

The  40-cent  package  of  Quaker  Oats  yields  6,221  calories,  the  energy 
measure  of  food  value.  Note  what  that  same  nutrition  costs  in  other 
necessary   foods   at   this   writing. 

This  argues  for  Quaker  Oats  breakfasts.  Serve  other  foods  at  dinner, 
for  you  need  variety.  But  start  the  day  with  this  supreme  food  and  this 
money-saving   dish. 

Everybody   needs    it   every   day. 


Cost  of  6221 

Calories 

In 

Quaker  Oats  .     .  $0.40 

In 

Average   Meats  . 

2.89 

In 

Average   Fish 

3.12 

In 

Eggs      .... 

3-75 

In 

Vegetables, 

1 

rom      .     .    68c  to 

4.70 

From  Queen  Grains  Only 

In  Quaker  Oats  you  get  flakes  made 
from  queen  grains  only — just  the  rich, 
plump,  flavory  oats.  We  get  but  ten 
pounds    from    a    bushel. 

They  make  the  oat  dish  doubly  inviting, 
and   without    extra    cost. 


Packed   in   Sealed   Round   Packages    with   Removable    Cover. 


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Alberta  and   Manitoba  Women's  Institutes  Hold  Successful 

Annual  Conventions 


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The   new   pin   of   the   Federated 
Women's    Institutes   of    Canada. 
Any    Institute    member    is    en- 
titled to  wear  this  pin. 


Gertrude   Dutton,   Acting   Supervisor   of   the    Manitoba 
Women's   Institutes. 


THE  Alberta  Women's  Institutes  have  just 
completed  their  sixth  annual'  convention 
held  in  Edmonton  and  the  report  of  Miss 
Mary  Maclsaac  shows  an  increase  of  32  institutes. 
making  a  total  of  2fi5,  with  a  membership  of 
13,150,  the  largest  women's  organization  in  Al- 
berta  to-day. 

The  convention  itself  was  not  a  news 
convention.  It  was  an  intensive  con- 
vention in  that  the  work  of  the  insti- 
tutes, through  the  constituency  con- 
veners, was  given  in  detail  and  from 
these  details  the  delegates  gleaned  in- 
valuable hints  and  inspirations  to  take 
bask  to  their  own  communities  and 
push  onward  and  enthusiastically  insti- 
tute work  in  every  part  nf  the  province. 
It  was  a  convention  that  had  a  pre- 
dominant feature  and  this  was  music, 
music  that  ran  through  it  like  a  great 
drama  and  the  music  consisted  of 
"the  songs  that  live" — the  old,  old, 
songs  that  everybody  knows  and  every- 
body loves.  One  cannot  write  of  just 
the  exquisite  pleasure  the  Alberta 
Women's  Institutes  delegates  received 
from  Mrs  Rose  Morgan  of  Columbia 
University,  New  York,  who  came  to 
them,  without  charging  even  a  fee  and 
brought  with  her  the  wonderful  secret 
that  everyone  possesses  within  her  own 
community  the  medium  of  entertain- 
ment    that     is    so    divinely     simple    and 

•  asy  that  it  has  been  overlooked  in  the 
present  age  of  "Jazz"  and  "Ragtime" 
music.      its    simplicity    is    its    greatness 

and  modern  folk  in  their  mad  rush  to 
be  up-to-date  have  lost  sigh!  of  the 
fact    that    songs    live    because    <>f    then 

chastity,  simplicity  and  artistry,  This 
is    why    "Annie     Laurie"     is     the     world's 

greatest  love  son*,-.     Mrs    Morgan  dwell 

on    the    singing    of    Canadian    patriotic 

songs,    dividing   them    in    three 

groups-  "The     Maple      Leaf"  — 

which   she  doimcd   as  pretty 

"'  1     Canada,'      she     taught     the 

delegates  to  sing  to  bring  out  Its 

inspiration    and    then    she    fol- 
lowed    on     tO     "Land  .  of     Hope 

and    Glory,"    which    she   said    is 

majestic      and      Imposing-    the 

grandest   of  our  national  songs. 

Not    a    Convention   of    K  solu- 
tions. 

It    was   not    a    Resolutionlng 

convention     for    the    resolutions 

were     few     and     far     between 

the  greater  bulk  of  them  being 

b  ft    to    the    provincial    advisory 

board.       The     convention     en- 

d    unanimously    a    higher 

oinm      wage      for      girls — 


raising  it  from  $9  per  week,  which  is  set 
by  the  Factory  Act,  to  $15  per  week. 
Another  resolution  endorsed  was  that  a 
free  correspondence  course  be  given  on 
food  values  to  the  mothers,  by  the  De- 
partment of  Agriculture.  Considerable 
discussion  centred  around  three  resolu- 
tions, having  to  do  with  education,  one 
dealing  with  the  teaching  of  mother- 
craft  in  the  schools;  another,  religious 
teaching,  and  a  third,  the  teaching  of 
French  in  the  public  school.  The  mothercraft 
resolution  was  defeated  because  of  the  difficulty 
that  teachers  were  not  trained  to  do  this  anil 
many  teachers  were  young  men.  Regarding  re- 
ligious teaching,  it  was  decided  to  confine  it  to 
Bible  stories  and  the  Lord's  prayer  and  not  the 
Ten   Commandments,   as  it  was  stated,   there  were 


Childien  of  Brown  School,  Toronto,  giving  an  exhibition  of  folk  dancing  for  the 
Ontario  Committee  of  Women's  Institutes  and  Lecturers. 


Women's    Institute     Lecturers    and    members    of  the    Ontario    Committee   with    Home    and    School 
Clubs  Executive,  at  their  joint  meeting   in    Torsnto    in    April. 


Isabel    Noble,   President   of   the   Alberta   Women's 
Institutes. 


different  versions  of  these  in  different 
creeds.  The  teaching  of  French  in  the 
public  schools  was  defeated  as  it  was 
thought  the  curriculum  was  overloaded 
already  and  English  needed  perfecting 
to  such  a  degree  that  there  was  no 
room  for  French  in  the  public  schools 
Another  educational  resolution  to  the 
effect  that  special  stress  be  laid  on  the 
subjects  of  English,  composition,  writ- 
ing, spelling  and  elementary  arithmetic 
in  the  public  schools,  was  carried 
unanimously.  The  Calgary  Institute 
sent  in  a  resolution,  which  was  pas 
requesting  the  Dominion  Government  to 
increase  the  pensions  accorded  the  de- 
pendents of  soldiers  and  this.  too.  re- 
gardless of  rank. 

Further  resolutions  carried  ware,  that 
the  age  of  consent  for  girls,  be  raised 
from  14  to  21  years,  that  it  be  a  crimi- 
nal offence  for  any  man  and  woman  to 
register  falsely  as  man  and  wife,  that 
no  person  be  allowed  to  marry  without 
a  clean  bill  of  health,  that  disapproval 
be  voiced  against  performing  animals. 
because  of  the  cruelty  in  their  training 
and  that  teachers  be  asked  to  teach  and 
explain  a  code  of  laws  requested  from 
the  Dominion  Government  regarding 
the   meaning  and   abuse   of  the   llau. 

Another  point  brought  out  in  the 
convention  was  tnat  the  Institutes,  ac- 
cording to  their  constitution  are  allowed 
to  discuss  political  questions,  but  not 
from  a  party-politics  standpoint.  The 
meaning  of  the  word  "politics,  meas- 
ures to  promote  the  welfare  of 
the  state."  is  entirely  within 
the  constitution  and  there 
should  be  no  misapprehension 
arding    this. 


Thanks  Canadian    Homo 
Journal. 
A    resolution    of    thanks    for 

the  courtesy  and  space  civen 
by  the  Canadian  Home  Jour- 
nal was  passed  and  also  one 
of  endorsation  of  it  as  a 
medium  of  Institute  members 
receiving  Institute  news.  It 
was  especially  commended  by- 
Miss  Noble.  the  provincial 
president.  and  Mrs.  Arthur 
Murphy,  the  National  .presi- 
dent, 

( CONTINUED  ON    PAOK    5.">.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


Canadian  Women's  Institutes 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    54.) 


Convention  of    Unanimity. 

It  was  a  convention  of  unanimity. 
Not  that  there  weren't  differences  of 
opinion  backed  up  with  constructive 
logic,  but  there  were  no  disgruntled 
factions — nothing  was  being  "rail- 
roaded" through — and  everyone  kept 
her  eye  on  the  great  slogan  of  the 
Institutes,  "For  Home  and  Country." 
The  spirit  of  unanimity  was  shown  in 
the  election  of  the  Provincial  Ad- 
visory Board,  for  each  officer  was  re- 
turned unanimously.  The  good  will 
of  the  convention  was  shown  to  Miss 
Maclsaac,  the  superintendent,  and 
Miss  Noble,  the  president,  in  the  pres- 
entation of  beautiful  bouquets  of 
flowers.  The  convention  wished  to  in- 
clude the  secretary  also — but  she  in- 
tervened and  nipped  the  idea  in  the 
bud — so  emphatically  that  no  one  had 
the  courage  to  include  her  in  the 
honors   of  the  day. 

Like  other  years,  the  March  snow- 
storms delayed  the  delegates.  Every 
year  some  delegates  have  been  storm 
stayed,  en  route,  and  in  order  to  pre- 
vent this  occurring  in  future,  the  Al- 
berta Women's  Institutes  will  hold 
their  conventions  in  June.  This  was 
agreed  to  unanimously,  and  an  invi- 
tation was  extended  to  the  Federated 
Women's  Institutes  of  Canada  to  hold 
its  convention  in  June.  1921— in  eon- 
junction  with  Alberta. 

The  Work  of  the  Past  Year. 

From  the  superintendent.  Miss 
Maolsaac,  was  learned  the  aggressive 
campaign  of  Institute  work  of  the 
year.  Twenty-one  thousand  women 
have  attended  the  short  courses  given 
under  the  auspices  of  the  Alberta 
Women's  Institutes.  Home  Nursing 
and  First  Aid  has  been  given  at  5  4 
centres,  sewing  at  22  centres,  cookery 
and  food  values  at  16  centres.  One 
hundred  and  twenty-eight  Institutes 
were  visited  by  W.  I.  speakers.  Nine- 
teen constituency  conferences  were 
held,  these  being  particularly  helpful 
in  developing  leadership  and  com- 
munity work  in  each  constituency. 
An  important  feature  of  1919,  was 
the  cajnpaign  for  the  proper  feeding 
of  children,  this  being  carried  out  by 
food  exhibits  at  the  Edmonton  and 
Calgary  fairs.  This  was  followed  up 
by  the  distribution  of  30,000  bulletins 
on  menus  for  children  from  the  ages 
of  one  to  seven  years.  Indeed,  all  the 
short  courses  are  supplemented  with 
bulletins,  there  being  6,000  copies  of 
pamphlets  on  "Canning  of  meat, 
vegetables  and  fruit,"  and  4,000  on 
suggestions  for  the  health  of  children, 
distributed. 

Relief  Work. 

The  Alberta  Women's  Institutes 
have  helped  2,300  people  in  the 
drought  areas.  Nearly  30,000  articles 
of  second-hand  clothing  have  been  dis- 
pensed and  $6,000  worth  of  new 
clothing.  All        the        relief       work 

appears  in  the  W.  I.  Relief  depot  re- 
port as  Institutes  in  the  drought 
areas   carry   on   their  own    work. 

Women's  Institute   Scholarship   Fund. 

Two  Institutes  have  awarded 
scholarships  to  two  girls  and  thus 
enabled  them  to  attend  one  of  the 
agricultural  schools  of  Alberta.  This 
scholarship  fund  is  one  of  the  new 
aims  of  the  A.W.I,  of  1919.  In  order 
to  send  a  girl  to  one  of  the  agricul- 
tural schools  for  a  period  of  five 
months,  it  takes  the  sum  of  $200.  The 
test  for  these  scholarships  is  a  five 
day  short  course  in  Household 
Science  put  on  in  various  centres — the 
scholarship  being  awarded  to  the  ap- 
plicant Showing  the  most  interest  and 
obtaining   the    highest    marks. 

Rest  Rooms. 

There  are  thirty-six  W.  I.  rest 
rooms  in  Alberta  and  of  this  number, 
approximately  one-third  own  their 
own  buildings.  In  some  instances,  the 
buildings  are  worth  from  $3,500  to 
$6,000,  the  valuation  of  the  average 
community  room  being  from  $1,000 
to  $2,000.  The  majority  of  the  rooms 
are  rented,  the  yearly  rental  ranging 
from  $36.00  to  $400.00.  A  number  of 
these  have  been  built  as  memorial 
halls  to  the  heroes  of  (he  Great  War. 

W.  I.   Girls'   Clubs. 

The  W.  I.  Girls'  Clubs,  provided  for 
in  an  amendment  to  the  Women's  In- 
stitute Act  at  the  1919  session  of  the 
Alberta  Legislature,  now  number  4  0 
with    a    membership    of    840    girls. 

One    whole    day    of    the    convention 

(CONTINUED 


was  given  to  Girls'  Club  work  and  the 
girl  delegates  elected  their  Provincial 
Advisory  Board  at  the  close  of  it  with 
the  following  results:  president,  Miss 
Edna  Francisco.  Cavendish;  first  vice- 
president.  Miss  Alice  Gates,  Stoney 
Plain;  second  vice-president,  Miss 
Minnie  Page,  Elnora;  third  vice- 
president.  Miss  Delia  Fleming, 
Alliance;  secretary-treasurer.  Miss 
Daisy  Hummell,  Milk  River;  directors, 
Miss  Evelyn  Jochem,  Milk  River; 
Miss  Marjorie  Anderson,  Stoney  Plain; 
Miss  Mamie  Johnson.  Provost  and 
Miss   Clara   Smith,   Alliance. 

Miss  r.essie  McDermand  gave  a 
carefully  thought  out  address  on  sug- 
gestions for  1920  programmes.  To 
the  younger  girls,  sports  appeal;  as 
they  grow  older,  business  meetings 
and  sewing  meetings,  the  latter  along 
competition  lines  being  most  appeal- 
ing, and  from  fifteen  to  eighteen 
years  the  study  of  civics,  beautifying 
the  home,  etc.  Picnics  and  paper 
chases  are  helpful  in  training  quick 
eyes,  accurate  movement,  fair  play 
and  team  work.  The  study  of 
dramatic  art  gives  poise  and  voice 
modulation.  Every  club  should  give 
part  of  its  time  to  the  study  of  litera- 
ture, mock  trials,  debates,  home 
economics,  interior  decoration,  bead- 
work,  basketry,  choral  music,  music 
composers    and    dietetics. 

Reports  were  brought  from  Botha. 
Coronation,  Stoney  Plain.  Carmangay, 
Cavendish,  Collingwood,  Carstairs, 
Elnora,  Argyle.  Gem,  Milk  River, 
Munson.  New  Dayton,  Olds,  Stanger, 
Aldersyde,  Wetaskiwin,  Daysland,  Tal- 
bot, Minburn  and  Queenston.  West 
Wind  has  the  largest  club,  the  mem- 
bership  being   fifty. 

Better  School  Movement. 

In  connection  with  the  better 
school  movement,  nearly  every  Insti- 
tute has  an  educational  committee. 
Mrs.  Aylesworth,  provincial  convener 
on  education,  showed  that  25  schools 
have  playground  equipment  owing  to 
the  efforts  of  Institutes,  that  25  have 
been  provided  with  sanitary  drinking 
cups  and  with  towels.  At  Clive,  Olds, 
Garrington,  Carmangay,  the  hot  lunch 
is  an  accomplished  fact,  arid  here  an 
attempt  is  made  to  prepare  at  least 
one  hot  dish  to  supplement  the  lunch 
sent  by  the  parents.  Mrs.  Aylesworth 
urged  the  Institutes  to  provide  school 
libraries  with  suitable  books,  espe- 
cially those  of  Canadian  authors;  to 
visit  the  schools,  to  launch  campaigns 
for  women  school  trustees,  and  to  get 
acquainted  with  the  teacher  and  see 
that  sbe  has  a  suitable  place  to  board. 
Twenty-five  Institutes  have  given 
prizes  for  various  competitions  in 
drawing,   essays  and  agriculture. 

Educational   Progress   of  Alberta. 

In  connection  with  the  educational 
work  of  the  Institute,  Mr.  George  P. 
Smith,  Minister  of  Education,  gave  an 
address  on  "The  Educational  Pro- 
gress in  Alberta."  He  stated  that  it 
was  the  purpose  of  Alberta  to  push 
the  consolidated  school  movement  by 
making  it  easier  financially,  by  in- 
creased grants,  to  erect  these  schools, 
and  to  remove  petty  jealousies  of  the 
site  by  giving  the  townspeople  no 
vote.  Twelve  had  been  built  last 
year. 

There  has  been  increased  inspection 
in  rural  schools  to  the  extent  of  50 
per  cent.  Every  school  has  been  in- 
spected once,  and  most  of  them  twice. 
Alberta  is  spending  $50,000  more  on 
the  inspection  of  her  schools  this 
year  than  last,  and  the  territory  of 
each  inspector  has  been  cut  down 
one-third. 

Special  encouragement  has  been 
given  to  the  two-roomed  school  and 
to  the  introduction  of  high  school 
work.  Twice  the  grant,  $400.00.  has 
been  given  to  any  school  taking  up 
high  school  work  with  six  or  more 
pupils.  A  grant  of  $200.00  is  given 
for  each  additional  room,  and  if  the 
school  is  used  as  a  social  centre,  a 
further  grant  of  $250.00  is  given  to 
provide  suitable  furniture.  Twelve 
new  two-roomed  schools  have  been 
built,  while  27  are  under  way.  Thusv 
the  province  is  establishing  high 
school  centres,  for  those  schools  re- 
ceiving high  school  grants  must  take 
high  school  pupils,  whether  they  re- 
side in  the  di  trict  or  not.  and  the 
province   pays   the  fees. 

Accommodation  for  the  teacher  is 
another  policy  of  the  Alberta  Depart- 
ment of  Education  in  the  building  of 
teachers'  homes.  These  are  built  on 
five  acres  of  land,  and    the  home  is  a 

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This  purely  vegetable  preparation  is  ab- 
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cotics, ^alcohol  or  other  harmful  ingredients. 

If  your  baby  is  fretful,  cries,  or  gives 
other  symptoms  of  not  being  well,  give  Mrs. 
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real  home,  will  decent  furniture  pro- 
vided This  is  to  encourage  the 
iicd  teacher  to  go  to  the  rural 
communities,  as  one  of  the  big  pro 
lems  has  been  the  teacher  who  leaves 
.    term. 

The  Department  also  pays  a  grant 
of  $300  to  every  school  taking  up 
high  school  work  in  the  province,  and 
an  additional  grant  of  $300  if  the 
schools  will  take  outside  pupils,  the 
Department  paying  the  fees.  This  has 
resulted  in  high  school  work  being 
installed  in  schools  all  over  the 
province,  and  opportunities  for  higher 
education  for  the  farm  boys  and  girls 
are    increasing    enormously. 

Three  hundred  rooms  were  opened 
in  Alberta  last  year,  and  the  shortage 
of  teachers  has  been  cut  down  by 
200.  The  average  teacher's  salary  of 
Alberta  is  $916  —  the  second  largest  in 
Canada,  Saskatchewan  being  in  the 
bad  with  an  average  salary  of  $1,000. 

It  is  the  professional  policy  of  Al- 
berta to  eliminate  all  examinations  up 
to  Grade  I.  It  is  now  the  personal 
duty  of  the  teacher  to  superintend 
the  children  during  the  noon  and 
play  hour,  and  to  stimulate  the  play 
the  Department  is  giving  a  small 
grant  of  $15  to  provide  playground 
equipment. 

The  non-English-speaking  people 
need  500  more  teachers.  The  problem 
of  Canadianizing  the  foreigner  will  be 
solved,  said  Mr.  Smith,  when  these 
teachers  can  be   obtained. 

Child  Welfare  and  Public  Health. 

Mrs.  D.  R.  Mclvor,  of  Cowley,  pro- 
vincial convener  of  child  welfare  ana 
public  health,  stated  that  ten  Insti- 
tutes had  put  on  child  welfare  cam- 
paigns and  had  been  addressed  by 
Mr.  C.  Bishop,  child  welfare  secre- 
tary. Others  had  been  instrumental 
in  establishing  hospitals  and  boards 
of  health.  The  Fairview  Institute  in 
the  Peace  River  country  has  suc- 
ceeded in  getting  two  district  nurses 
with  special  training  in  obstetrics. 
Mrs.  Mclvor  advocated  the  extension 
of  the  Mothers'  Pension  Act  to  in- 
clude deserted  mothers,  a  free  domes- 
tic science  correspondence  course — 
especially  dealing  with  food  values — 
for  mothers,  the  encouragement  of 
the  establishment  of  child  welfare 
stations,  the  entering  of  Alberta  babies 
in  the  Canadian  Home  Journal  Bet- 
ter Baby  contest,  a  health  crusade 
similar  to  the  "Queen  Mary's  Health 
Begion,"  which  is  a  system  of  giving 
marks  for  cleanliness,  the  stages  of 
progress  being  marked  by  the  giving 
of  buttons  and  honor  pins.  She 
deprecated  the  wearing  of  insufficient 
and  immodest  clothing  among  our 
girls,  and  suggested  an  educational 
campaign  against  the  present  fashions 
in  shoes,  owing  to  their  injury  to 
health.  She  deplored  the  growing 
cigarette  habit  from  a  health  and 
moral  standpoint,  and  in  closing  ad- 
vocated her  cordial  appreciation  of 
the  Alberta  Health  Department. 

Alberta    Beads   in  Progressive 
Legislation. 

In  presenting  her  report  on  laws. 
Mrs.  H.  V.  Montgomery  said  that,  in 
looking  over  the  year  1919,  Alberta 
leads  the  whole  of  Canada  in  pro- 
gressive legislation.  As  instances  she 
cited  the  Mothers'  Allowance  Act,  the 
Municipal  Hospital  Aot,  the  Public 
Health  Nurses  Act,  amendment  to  the 
Venereal  Disease  Act,  the  Factory 
Act.  etc.  There  are  a  number  of 
Acts  up  before  the  present  sassion  of 
the  Legislature,  inclusive  of  the  crea- 
tion of  scholarship  funds  of  $1,200  for 
Canadian  students  in  Paris  for  the 
purpose  of  allowing  students  or 
teachers    to    follow    Up    a    post    graduate 

course  In  that  city,  only  three  holding 
scholarships  al    the  same   time.    There 

is  an  Act  before  the  House  now.  grant- 
ing equal  parental  rights  to  the 
mother,  who  is  given  the  same  control 
over  the  education,  the  estate  and 
conduct  of  the  children  as  the  father 
and  another  amendment  considering 
the  registering  of  unmarried  mothers 
and  their  infants  by  the  persons  re- 
ceiving  them    for  accouchement. 

Household  Economics  Work. 

Miss  Bessie  MacDermand,  provincial 
convener  of  Household  Economics, 
advocated    thai    every    Institute   should 

give  a  five-minute  period  at  every 
meeting  to  "Coo,!  Marketing,"  which 
means,  not  the  buying  of  the  cheapest 
article,     but     the    knowledge     of     the 

standard    of   the  article   required.     This 

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year    the    Alberta    W.I.    demons 
and    a     number    of    W.I.    speakers    will 
give    demonstration-lectures    on    "How 
to    Buy   Foods.''      The   short   course    in 
foods    and     cookery    is    planned,    a  I 
according     to     the     present     econo: 
needs,  and   the  Institutes  are  taking  a 
strong,  material  step  in  a  "make  your 
dollars    work   harder"    campaign. 

Misi  Noble's  Addrcas. 

Year  by  year  Institute  delegates 
look  forward  to  Miss  Isabel  Noble'i 
address  for  its  earnestness,  its  inspira- 
tion and  its  humor,  as  Miss  Noble  has 
a  fund  of  witty  stories  which  sh. 
in  her  own  inimitable  style.  Her  firs' 
point  this  year  was  the  beautifying  of 
the  home.  A  beautiful  home  she  de- 
fined as  one  that  was  arranged  with 
the  utmost  simplicity,  where  the  prin- 
ciple of  elimination  and  its  relation  to 
comfort  was  involved  rather  than 
having  everything  that  money  can 
buy.  She  dwelt  on  pictures,  empha- 
sizing prints  of  the  old  masters  instead 
of  enlarged  photographs  of  the  family 
relatives  thai  stared  every  visitor  out 
of  countenance. 

Miss  Noble  again  urged  the  con- 
tinuance of  the  $200.00  scholarship 
fund. 

She  reiterated,  from  last  year,  her 
admonishment  to  Institute  members 
for  being  tardy,  saying  it  is  just  as 
much  a  sin  to  steal  time  as  to  steal 
any  other  thing,  and  yet  most  of  us 
do   it. 

She  commended  the  quiet,  simple 
lives  of  the  wives  of  our  farmer 
Premiers — Mrs.  Drury,  of  Ontario, 
and  Mrs.  Stewart  of  Alberta,  the 
former  being  an  ardent  Institute 
worker. 

She  advocated  that  each  Institute 
take  up  a  course  in  "Community 
Civics."  and  thus  become  more 
effective  citizens.  This  would  train 
us  to  think  straight  on  civic  problems, 
to  observe  more  carefully  and  under- 
stand more  clearly  our  government 
and  arouse  in  us  an  interest  in  our 
own    community   affairs. 

Hot  I  ii  in  1 1 
And,  lastly,  Miss  Noble  advanced  a 
very  complete  and  constructive  | 
of  the  installation  of  the  hot  lunch  in 
the  rural  schools.  She  stated  that 
ninety  per  cent,  of  the  children  in  Al- 
berta take  their  lunches  to  school, 
and  the  usual  way  of  eating  this  is  a 
real  menace  to  their  health  and  man- 
ners. To  install  this  meant  co-opera- 
tion of  the  teachers,  trustees,  parents 
and  children.  It  is  necessary  first  to 
have  an  enthusiastic  teacher.  Miss 
Noble  had  gleaned  information  from 
one  teacher  who  has  successfully 
carried  out  this  scheme,  it  being  ar- 
ranged as  follows:  One  family  brings 
milk,  another  cocoa,  another  sugar, 
while  she  furnishes  the  potatoes,  but- 
ter, salt,  pepper,  flour,  soda  and 
canned  soups.  (The  school  trus 
would  be  willing  in  most  cases  to 
provide  these  articles.)  At  recess  the 
potatoes  were  put  on  to  bake,  the 
soup  heated  at  noon.  When  serving, 
the  children  marched  around  the 
room,  got  their  dishes  from  the  tabl. 
marched  to  the  stove,  where  the 
teacher  served  them,  and  back  to 
their  seats,  where  serviettes  had  been 
placed  to  save  the  desks.  The  children 
brought  their  own  cups,  plates  and 
spoons  from  ho.me.  This  teacher  re- 
ports that  the  children  did  much  bet- 
ter work  in  the  afternoon  after  the 
hot  lunch,  ami  that  the  attendance 
was  more  regular,  She  also  paid 
some  attention  to  their  manners,  this 
requiring  a  U'hhI  deal  of  tact.  The 
children  themselves  were  most  en- 
thusiastic  over   the   idea. 

Miss   Noble    presented    the    following 
menu     for    the     hot     lunch     dish,     tins 
menu    having   been    tried   out   success 
fully  in  the  schools  of  Tacoma:  , 

Mondaj  Tomato  soup,  cocoa,  half 
pint  of  milk. 

Tuesdaj  Corn  bread,  apple  sauce 
and   cocoa,   half   pint   of  milk. 

Wednesday-     Vegetable   soup,   • 
half   pint   of  milk. 

Thursday — Baked  beans,  cocoa,  half 
pint   of  milk. 

Frldaj  Celery  soup,  cocoa,  half 
pint   of   milk. 

Bach  of  these  dishes  cost  five  cents. 
With  the  soup  is  given  a  cracker,  with 
the  cocoa  a  cookie,  and  a  straw  with 
the  sealed  half  pint  of  milk,  so  that  it 
can    be  drunk   slowly. 

Mnking  Dp  Willi  the  Federation. 

There  was  a   distinctive   move  in   the 
convention   of   linking  up   and   backing 
on  pacie  57.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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the  national  federation.  This  was 
done  through  the  various  conveners 
in  their  report  through  Mrs.  J.  N. 
Beaubier,  one  of  Alberta's  directors 
on  the  national  executive,  who  gave  a 
clear  and  concise  account  of  the 
national  federation,  but  most  of  all 
through  the  address  of  Mrs.  Arthur 
Murphy,  the  national  president.  Mrs. 
Murphy  appealed  for  the  support  of 
the  delegates  in  carrying  out  the 
national  policies,  such  as  health  edu- 
cation, etc.  She  said  the  National 
would  like  to  be  able  to  send  Mrs. 
Morgan  to  every  province  in  the  Do- 
minion, but  their  first  difficulty  was 
lack  of  funds,  and  she  asked  for 
$5,000.00  from  Alberta  to  help  push 
Institute  work  through  its  greatest 
medium,  the  national  federation. 
Before  the  convention  was  complete, 
donations  for  this  purpose  were 
handed  in  to  the  provincial  secretary, 
Mrs.  A.  H.  Rodgers.  In  closing,  Mrs. 
Murphy  said  that  the  National  Fed- 
eration of  the  Institutes  generally  had 
no  quarrel  with  any  organization,  and 
it  required  no  insight  to  see  the  value 
of  a  national  organization,  bonded  to- 
gether by  the  most  sacred- and  power- 
ful of  all  ties — Home  and  Country. 

Other  Speakers  at  the  Convention. 

This  was  not  a  convention  of  outside 
speakers,  such  as  that  of  last  year, 
the  only  outside  woman  speaker 
being  Mrs.  L.  C.  McKinney,  M.L.A., 
who  gave  a  fine  address  on  "The 
Present  Tense  of  the  "Woman  Ques- 
tion." 

Greetings  were  brought  from  the 
Edmonton  Women's  Institute  by  the 
president,  Mrs.  Nellie  McClung;  the 
Edmonton  Local  Council  of  Women, 
by  Mrs.  Forbes  Reid,  and  an  address 
of  welcome  was  given  by  Mayor 
Clark,  of  Edmonton,  which  was  re- 
plied to  by  Mrs.  M.  E.  Roy,  Chauvin. 
Addresses  were  delivered  by  His 
Honor,  Lieutenant-Governor  Brett, 
Premier  Stewart,  Mr.  James  Ramsay, 
M.L.A.  The  Minister  of  Agriculture, 
Hon.  Duncan  Marshall,  owing  to  ill- 
ness, was  unable  to  fill  his  part  on 
the  programme. 

The  entertainment  feature  of  the 
convention  was  not  overlooked,  this 
consisting  of  an  organ  recital  given 
by  Mr.  Herbert  Wild,  A.R.C.O.,  vocal 
solos-  by  Mrs.  Cockburn,  pianoforte 
solos  by  M;ss  Eva  Blasdell,  A.T.C.M., 
while  an  amateur  play,  'A  Snug  Little 
Kingdom,"  was  put  on  by  the  Forbes 
Robertson  Amateur  Dramatic  Society 
under  the,  direction  of  Ethel  Reese 
Burns,  who  gave  a  list  of  suitable 
amateur  plays  and  a  talk  on  the  de- 
tails of  the  presentation  of  these.  A 
reception  at  Government  House  con- 
cluded   a    very   successful    convention. 

The  officers  for  the  ensuing  year 
are:  President,  Miss  Isabel  Noble, 
Daysland;  first  vice-president,  Mrs. 
W.  H.  Fleming,  Alliance;  secretary- 
treasurer,  Mrs.  A.  H.  Rodgers,  Ft. 
Saskatchewan;  district  directors, 
No.  1.  northern,  Mrs.  Jas.  Boyd,  Van- 
rena;  No.  2,  northern,  Mrs.  C.  A. 
Gates.  Stoney  Plain;  central  district, 
Mrs.  A.  A.  Townes,  Coronation;  and 
southern  district,  Mrs.  F.  Hughes, 
Cavendish.  Conveners  of  standing 
committees  for  the  year  are:  Educa- 
tion, Mrs.  Aylesworth,  Olds;  public 
health  and  child  welfare,  Mrs.  D.  R. 
Mclvor,  Cowley;  publicity,  Mrs.  J.  F. 
Price,  Calgary;  household  economics, 
Miss  Bessie  McDermand;  immigra- 
tion, Mrs.  W.  Barss,  Delia;  laws.  Mrs. 
H.  Y.  Montgomery,  Wetaskiwin.  Con- 
stituency conveners  are:  Peace  River, 
Mrs.  T.  A.  Norris:  Pembina,  Mrs.  R. 
Wheatlet.  Westlock;  Lac  Ste.  Anne, 
Mrs.  Crafts,  Onoway;  Edson,  Mrs.  J. 
K.  Taylor,  Mahaska;  Grouard,  Mrs. 
Brown,  High  Prairie;  St.  Albert,  Mrs. 
J.  Armstrong.  St.  Albert:  Vegreville. 
Miss  Agnes  Goodall.  Tofield;  Victoria, 
Mrs.  Wilmerroth.  Ft.  Saskatchewan; 
Vermilion.  Mrs.  J.  Marsh,  Innisfail; 
Stoney  Plain.  Miss  Gobeille,  Winter- 
burn;  Edmonton.  Mrs.  Allen  H.  Ed- 
wards. Edmonton;  Red  Deer,  Mrs. 
John  Houghton,  Red  Deer;  Wetaski- 
win, Mrs.  H.  V,  Montgomery,  Wetaski- 
win; Camrose.  Mrs.  F.  A.  Brandt, 
Camrose;  Innisfail,  Mrs.  P.  F.  Hep- 
burn, Elnora;  Coronation,  Mrs.  J.  D. 
Robinson.  Altario;  Lacombe,  Mrs.  A. 
O.  Rainforth,  Clive;  Olds,  Mrs.  F. 
Aylesworth,  Olds;  Ribstone,  Mrs.  D. 
Glockzin;  Didsbury,  Mrs.  Parker, 
Westlock;  Hand  Hills,  Mrs.  Barss, 
Delia;  Sedgewick,  Mrs.  W.  Huick, 
Strome;  Stettler,  Mrs.  Francis  Hol- 
lingshead,  Red  Willow;  Wainwright, 
Mrs.    D.   W.    Parcels,   Chauvin;    Leduc, 

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Mrs.  A.  E.  Kane,  Conjuring  Creek; 
Okotoks,  Mrs.  P.  S.  Idlington;  Glei- 
chen,  Mrs.  S.  E.  Hall,  Strathmore; 
Taber,  Mrs.  A.  C.  Greenway,  Ray- 
mond; Medicine  Hat,  Mrs.  I.  D. 
Ludke,  Bow  Island;  Pincher  Creek, 
Mrs.  D.  R.  Mclvor,  Cowley;  Cardston, 
Miss  L.  Hall,  MacGrath;  Bow  Valley, 
Mrs.  J.  E.  Nelson,  Brock;  Cochrane, 
Mrs.  W.  Fairdrie;  Redcliffe,  Mrs.  J. 
H.  England,  Bindloss;  Warner,  Mrs. 
L.  B.  Carmine,  New  Dayton;  Little 
Bow,   Mrs.  J.  N.   Beaubier,  Champion. 

MANITOBA        INSTITUTES'        PRO- 
GRESS   DURING    PAST    YEAR. 

By  Elizabeth  Bailey  Price. 

The  annual  report  of  Mr.  S.  T.  New- 
ton, superintendent  of  the  Women's 
Institutes  of  Manitoba,  tells  in  a  very 
concise  statement  the  story  of  this 
work  for  1919.  He  has  culled  the 
news  items  of  the  work  of  each 
branch,  and  the  news  items  mean  that 
they  are  slogans  of  the  branches. 
These  he  has  grouped,  and  in  a  ver> 
short  space  the  splendid  work  of  the 
Manitoba  Women's  Institutes  is  em- 
phatically chronicled. 

"The  year  of  1919  has  been  a  diffi- 
cult one  for  the  Women's  Institutes 
of  Manitoba,"  says  Mr.  Newton, 
"owing  to  the  Spanish  influenza  epi- 
demic, the  strike  and  the  reaction  of 
the  war,  but  the  number  of  Women's 
Institute  branches  has  grown  from 
112   to   127." 

This  may  seem  a  small  number  in 
comparison  with  the  other  cities,  hut 
Mr.  Newton  believes  in  the  principle 
of  having  every  Institute  a  strong  one, 
rather  than  a  great  many  branches, 
with  the  chances  of  some  of  them 
dying,  as  is  very  often  the  case.  Then 
the  province  of  Manitoba  has  a  differ- 
ent distribution  of  its  population  than 
the  other  provinces,  more  than  half 
of  it  being  in  the  city  of  Winnipeg — 
and  Women's  Institutes  are  primarily 
rural   organizations. 

Institutes  Still  Do  War  Work. 

As  is  the  case  in  other  provinces, 
Manitoba  Institutes  have  given  more 
time  to  community  work  rather  than 
patriotic,  this  latter  work  being  used 
in  its  relation  to  war.  However,  a 
number  of  branches  have  continued 
still  to  raise  money  for  patriotic  pur- 
poses. These  include:  Ashern,  Aus- 
tin, Belmont,  Benito,  Beresford,  Bird's 
Hill,  Brandon,  Boissevain,  Clearwater, 
Darlingford,  Dauphin,  Delta,  Delo- 
raine,  Dominion  City,  Dugald,  Dur- 
ban, Eden,  Edrans,  Ethelbert,  Emer- 
son, Elva,  Ellenville,  Elkhorn,  Flee 
Island,  Gimli,  Hartney,  Denore,  Lid- 
stone,  Lundar,  Lyleton,  La  Riviere, 
Moline,  Macdonald,  Mill  Creek, 
Minnedosa,  Oakburn,  Oak  Bluff,  Pilot 
Mound,  Reston,  Rivers,  Roland, 
Rockwood,  Rosser,  Selkirk,  Souris. 
Shellmouth,  Valley  River  and  White- 
water. In  addition  to  these,  the  fol- 
lowing towns  have  contributed  to  the 
Children's  Aid  Society  of  Winnipeg: 
Belmont,  Brandon,  Burnside,  Delta, 
Dominion  City,  Elkhorn,  Foxwarren, 
Gimli,  Kenton,  Lenore,  Lidstone, 
Mayfeld,  Neepawa,  Oakburn,  Roland, 
Moline,  Killarney,  Shellmouth,  Souris, 
Swan  River  and  Whitewater.  Oak- 
burn, Roland,  Treherne,  Austin  and 
Holland  have  adopted  French  war 
orphans. 

Helping   Needy   in   Community. 

Charleswood,  Arizona,  Deloraine, 
Bird's  Hill,  Ethelbert,  Macdonald, 
Mayfeld  and  Valley  River  have  as- 
sisted needy  persons  in  their  own 
community. 

Basswood.  Deloraine  and  Ellenville 
have  sent  boxes  of  clothing  to  the 
drought-stricken   regions  farther  west. 

Bird's  Hill.  Beresford,  Birtle,  Do- 
minion City,  Durban,  Deloraine,  Ed- 
rans, Foxwarren,  Gilbert  Plains,  Glad- 
stone, Kenton,  Melita,  Minnedosa, 
Mill  Creek,  Miniota,  Petersfield,  Sols- 
girth,  Virden,  Rivers,  Winnipegosis, 
have  libraries,  either  their  own  or  a 
travelling  library.  These  do  not  in- 
clude the  travelling  libraries  which, 
with  the  beginning  of  1920,  the  Ex- 
tension Service  has  secured,  to  loan 
to  the  rural  communities  requesting 
them. 

Bird's  Hill,  Birtle,  Brandon,  Boisse- 
vain, Burnside,  Deloraine,  Dauphin, 
Binscarth,  Emerson.  Gladstone,  Flee 
Island,  Killarney,  Lundar,  Lyleton, 
Foxwarren,  Macdonald,  Melita,  Minne- 
dosa, Pilot  Mound,  Portage  la  Prairie, 
Reston,  Rivers,  Souris,  Elkhorn,  Swan 
River,  Kenton,  Valley  River  and  Vir- 
den have  either  a  rest  room  or  a 
on  page  58.) 


MOMARCH-KNIT 
SWEATER  COATS 

BESIDES  their  wide  variety?  of  colorings  and  fabrics,  tke  Spring  and 
Summer  stales  are  notable  for  certain  refinements  of  design  and 
finish  hitherto  lacking  in  garments  of  tkis  kind.  Naturally  suck 
tkings  ka"0e  to  be  seen  to  be  appreciated.  We  would  suggest  now  as 
tke  best  time  to  "disit  jteur  local  merckant  wkile  kis  assortment  is  still 
complete. 

THE  MONARCH  KNITTING  CO.,  LIMITED 

Dunnville,    Ontario,    Canada 

Manufacturers  of  Monarch-Knit  Sweater  Coals  for  Men,  Women  and  Children:  also 
Monarch-Knit  Hosiery  for  Men  and   Women  and  Monarch  Hand  Knitting  Yarns 

Carhartt 


YOU  can  rely  on  Carkartt 
Overalls,  Madam,  to 
please  the  menfolk  and  give 
you  full  value  for  your  money. 
For  example,  some  overalls 
have  the  double  seams  only 
where  they  are  seen  —  my 
Carhartt  Overalls  are  double 
seamed  throughout.  Some 
manufacturers  use  "Seconds" 
and  "job-lot"  fabrics;  I  use 
first-grade  denim  and  khaki 
entirely.  Most  overall  sus- 
penders are  hard  to  handle. 
My  interlacing  suspenders 
cannot  slip  off  the  shoulders 
nor  get  separated  in  the  wash. 
My  overalls  .  are  made  in 
generous  sizes,  with  plenty  of 
room  for  free  action.  They 
have  all  the  comfort  devices 
a  man  requires  in  overalls — 
and  the  price  is  reasonable. 
Each  pair  carries  my  unquali- 
fied guarantee. 


58 


Canadian    Home    Journal. 


Dishes  That  Men  Like 

WE  ARE  always  looking  for 
dishes  that  will  please  the 
masculine  taste  -dishes  which,  once 
eaten,  often  reappear  ''by  special 
request."  In  these  Perfection  Salad 
and  Snow  Pudding  recipes  you  will 
find  such  dishes,  for  they  have  won 
universal  favor  with  the  men  wher- 
ever they  have  been  served — and  I 
know  they  have  been  favorites  in 
my  own  home  for  years. 
Noi  onh  »ill  the  masculine  members  of 
these  <li-.li.es  but 
'...,ii  will  Uki  'ii'-ni  too,  because  they  are 
tnd  ni  n  i"'  made  « ith  syrup 
in  place  oi  sugar,  when  that  precious 
prici    '"    is    impossible    to 


PERFECTION   SALAD 


1  envelop*    KNOX  M>  cup  sugar  or 

ling    Gelatine     %   cupful  of  syrup 
i/£  cup  cold  water  1     teaspoonful    salt 

■^    cup   mild  vinegar      1    cup   cabbage, 

2  cup-  boiling  water        finely  shredded 

2  cups  celery,   cut  .'4    can    sweet    red 

small  peppers   or   fresh 

2  tablespoonnjls  p  e  p  p  e  r  s  finely 

lemon  juice  cut 

n.ik  the  gelatin  in  cold  water  fhe  min- 
utes; add  vinegar,  lemon  juioe,  boiling 
water,  sugar  and  salt  ;  stir  until  dissolved. 
Strain  and  when  beginning  to  set  add  re- 
maining ingredients.  Turn  into  mold,  first 
dipped  in  cold  water  and  chill.  Serve  on 
lettuce  leaves  with  mayonnaise  dressing, 
or  cut  in  dice  and  serve  in  cases  made  of 
red  or  green  peppers:  or  the  mixture  may 
be  shaped  in  molds  lined  with  pimentoes. 
In  my  recipes  no  special  molds  are  re- 
quired;— any  vegetable,  china  or  glass 
dish  will  mold  them  nicely. 
NOTE:  Vsi  fruits  instead  of  vegetables 
in  tlu  above  recipe  and  you  hare  <t  tieli- 
cious   iruit  talad. 

SNOW  PUDDING 


%  .-ii\e)ope  KNOX  %  (Tip  sugar  or 

Sparkling  Gelatine  %  cup  of  syrup 
14  cup  of  cold  water  V4  cup  lemon  juice 
1  cup  boiling  water  Whites  of  2  eggs 
Soak  gelatine  in  cold  water  five  minutes, 
dissolve  in  boiling  water  and  add  sugar, 
lemon  juice  and  grated  rind  of  one  lemon  ; 
srtr;iin  and  set  aside  ;  occasionally  stir  mix- 
ture, and  when  quite  thick  beat  with  wire 
spoon  or  whisk  until  frothy  ;  add  whites  of 
eggs  beaten  stiff,  and  continue  beating  un- 
til stiff  enough  to  hold  its  shape.  Pile  by 
spoonfuls  on  glass  dish  or  put  in  mold. 
Chill  and  Berve  with  boiled  custard. 
NOTE:  When  syrup  is  used  in  these  re- 
cipes in  place  of  surjar  omit  %  cupful  of 
boiling   water  from  the  quantity  given   in 

WHAT  "4  to  1"  MEANS 
My  gelatine  i-  preferred  by  home-makers 
because  of  its  economy.  One  package  of 
Knox  Sparkling  Gelatine  will  serve  a  fam- 
ily of  six  with  four  different  salads  or  des- 
serts for  four  luncheons  or  dinners,  while 
the  ready-prepared  packages  will  do  for 
Qnly  one  meal.  That  i-,  why  experts  have 
been  calling  Knox  the  "4  to  1"  Gelatine — 
it  la-;s  (our  times  as  long,  goes  four  times 
as  far.  and  serves  four  times  as  manv 
people  at   the  readj  prepared  packages. 

Special  Home  Service 

Then  an  many  other  ideas  and  "dishes 
tluit  men  like"  and  women,  too,  in  mv  re- 
cipe books  "Diainty  Desserts"  and  "Food 
Economy        Send   for  them,  enclosing  a   2c 

stamp,    and    meJ n    w,ur   grocer's   name 

MRS.    CHARLES    B.    KNOX 

KNOX  GELATINE 

Dept.    C,     i  -.i    s,      |.u  ,     gT     Wksi|, 

MONTREAL. 


GElatiME 

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ciwxja  »  Si"  «3i 

III 


This  package 

contains  an 

envelop'  of  purr 

Lemon    ilai  tir 

for  the  con- 

i  tun  net    ni   the 
bit xii   In  , 


KNOX 


GELATINE 

CHMUS  B.«MXCE!Mim  COl-r 


Canadian  Women's  Institutes 


m  a  community  building,  which 
they  may  use  for  rest  room  purposes. 
The  following  financial  statement 
for  1919,  from  the  Blrtle  Rest  Room, 
may  contain  a  few  suggestions  for 
Othei  ((immunities  of  a  similar  size: 
Receipts 

Balance  on  hand   $  70.51 

Proceeds    of     10-eent     (Satur- 
day)    teas     L'55.50 

I  tonationa    19.55 

$345.56 
Disbursements 

Rent  and   gas $1 35.00 

Matron's  salary    135.00 

Firewood      6.00 

Sundries     28.20 

Balance  on  hand    41.36 


$345.56 

Basswood,  Belmont,  Birtle,  Darftng- 
ford,  Crandall,  Coulter,  Dauphin,  Ed- 
rans,  Foxwarren,  Holland,  Kenton, 
Hamiota,  Lundar,  Lenore,  La  Riviere, 
Neepawa,  Pipestone,  Roland,  Selkirk, 
Sifton,  Oak  Bluff  helped  with  the 
work  of  the  Boys'  and  Girls'  Clubs. 

Deloraine,  Durban,  Beresford,  Bass- 
wood  and  Edrans  have  endeavored  to 
help  in  providing  some  form  of  com- 
munity amusement,  such  as  the  build- 
ing of  a   rink. 

Ellenville,  Birtle  and  Minnedosa 
have  assisted  the  local  hospital. 

Dauphin,  Darlingford.  Dominion 
City,  Elkhorn,  Morris.  Medora  and 
Reston  have  improved  the  local 
cemeteries. 

Austin.  Benito.  Kenton,  Lyleton, 
Selkirk  and  Valley  River  have  assisted 
with  some  other  form  of  local  im- 
provement. 

Burnside,  Crandall.  Coulter.  Delo- 
raine, Ellenville,  Lenore,  Graysville, 
Petersfield  and  Moore  Park  have 
helped  to  serve  hot  lunches  to  the 
school  children  who  are  unable  to  eat 
the  noon   meal  at  home. 

The  following  societies  have  either 
secured  a  district  nurse  or  are  actively 
endeavoring  to  do  so:  Deloraine,  Bel- 
mont, Arizona.  Benito.  Basswood, 
Charleswood.  Delta.  Dauphin.  Elk- 
horn,  Medora,  Minnedosa,  Neepawa, 
Pilot   Mound,   Roblin  and   Virden. 

Pilot  Mound,  Souris.  Burnside  and 
Deloraine  have  sent  help  to  the 
teachers  of  New  Canadian  schools. 

During  the  year,  twelve  very  suc- 
cessful and  inspiring  district  conven- 
tions were  held,  in  spite  of  the  diffi- 
culties caused   by  the  strike. 

NEWS    NOTES    FROM    THE    MANI- 
TOBA WOMEN'S  INSTITUTES 

The  Belmont  Women's  Institute  is 
making  an  earnest  effort  to  secure  the 
services  of  a  district  nurse.  They 
served  a  lunch,  which  contributed 
very  materially  to  the  success  of  the 
Seed  Grain  Fair.  They  have  donated 
$25.00  to  the  Children's  Home,  but  are 
not  neglecting  the  needy  in  their  own 
locality. 

Birtle  raised  over  $600.00  since 
January  1st,  which  has  cleared  the 
local  hospital  of  debt. 

The  January  meeting  of  the  Bran- 
don Institute  was  particularly  inter- 
esting. Hon.  Dr  Thornton.  Minister 
of  Education,  gave  a  very  fine  address 
on  the  "New  Canadian."  He  offered 
many  valuable  suggestions  as  to  ways 
in  which  the  women  of  this  province 
may  help  to  solve  this  important 
problem. 

The  Decker  Institute  has  purchased 
a  piano,  and  paid  for  electric  wiring 
for  the  fine  new  Memorial  Community 
Hall,   recently  elected   in   the  village. 

The  Dugald  Institute  sent  a  bale  of 
clothing  and  $25.00  to  a  destitute 
family  in  the  drought-stricken  area 
in  Saskatchewan 

Ellenville  Institute  has  lieen  busy 
doing  necessary  sewing  for  the 
Hamiota     Hospital 

The  women  of  Isabella  feel  that  one 
of  the  duties  of  mothers  is  to  provide 
wholesome  amusement  for  the  young 
people  So,  during  the  coming  sum- 
mer, they  will  build  a  curlins;  and 
skating   rink-,    to    be   ready    next    fall. 

The  Killarney  ladies  are  making  a 
special  effort  to  make  the  war  brides 
feel   at   home  in  the  community. 

The  McAuley  Institute  sent  clothing 
and    money   to   Saskatchewan. 

The  Neepawa  Institute  is  endeavor- 
Ing  to  further  the  development  of 
music    in    their   town. 

The  Women's  Institute  of  Plum 
Coulee  is  milking  garments  for  the 
children's   Aid    of  Winnipeg. 

The  Rockwood  Institute  sent  $10.00 
to  the  Children's  Aid.  and  also  assisted 
some   needy   persons  at  home. 


(CONTINUED    PROM    PAGE    57.) 

The  Virden  Institute  is  co-operating 
with  a  former  secretary  of  their  In- 
stitute, Mrs.  Purge,  who  is  now  teach- 
ing in  one  of  the  New  Canadian 
schools,  "Vimy  Ridge,"  up  in  the 
Duck  •  Mountain  region,  north  of 
Ethelbert.  They  have  raised  money 
to  procure  a  coal-oil  stove  for  hot 
lunches;  have  sent  large  framed  pic- 
tures of  the  King  and  Queen,  several 
sacks  of  clothing,  shoes  and  stockings, 
thus  enabling  many  children  to 
attend  who  otherwise  would  have 
been  unable  to  do  so.  They  donated 
$10.00  toward  purchasing  a  piano  for 
the  G.W.V.  Club  Room,  and  $10.00  to 
the  Virden  Collegiate  Literary  So- 
ciety, to  help  promote  a  fund  for 
elocutionary  contests  among  advanced 
pupils.  Several  sacks  of  clothing  and 
shoes  were  sent  to  poor  families  in  the 
Ste.  Rose  district. 

ONTARIO  REPORTS. 
A  Story  Hour  at  Meaford. 

Not  so  very  long  ago  the  Women's 
Institutes  at  Meaford  presented  the 
Public  Library  Board  with  $250  and 
the  Board  expressed  their  apprecia- 
tion by  appointing  two  members  of 
the  Women's  Institute  as  members  of 
the  Library  Board  for  1920,  giving 
them  charge  of  selecting  books  for 
girls  and  juveniles,  so  the  ladies 
have  started  a  Children's  Story 
Hour  each  Saturday  afternoon  from 
two  to  three  o'clock.  The  teachers  of 
the  public  school  and  some  of  the 
Women's  Institute  members  are  assist- 
ing with  this  story  hour  and  the  child- 
ren are  delighted. 

A    COMMUNITY    INSTITUTE. 

The  following  clipping  which  has 
been  taken  from  a  local  newspaper, 
tells  some  interesting  news  about  the 
Clarkson  Institute. 

Tangible  evidence  of  the  efforts  of 
the  Women's  Institute  members  of 
Clarkson  on  behalf  of  their  communi- 
ty are  to  be  found  in  the  hot  school 
lunch  which  has  been  served  to  the 
school  children  since  the  beginning  of 
February,  and  the  lending  library 
opened  in  a  room  above  one  of  the 
main  stores,  just  before  the  beginning 
of  the  year. 

Between  thirty  and  forty  children, 
many  of  whom  have  come  miles  to 
school,  have  been  daily  benefited  by 
the  hot  soup  or  cocoa  prepared  by  the 
supervisor  engaged  by  the  Institute 
branch,  who  remains  during  the  noon 
recess. 

While  the  Institute  was  responsible 
for  the  first  steps  taken  towards  its 
establishment,  the  library  has  been 
taken  over  by  the  municipality,  mem- 
bers of  the  Women's  organization, 
however,  giving  help  from  time  to 
time  with  the  distribution  of  the 
books. 

A   NEIGHBORLY  INSTITUTE. 

A  report  which  comes  from  the 
Dundas  Institute,  says: 

"At  the  last  meeting  of  the  Dundas 
Women's  Institute,  it  was  decided  to 
make  an  effort  to  get  in  touch  with 
anyone  wishing  domestic  employment 
of  any  kind,  as  well  as  sewinrr.  mend- 
ing, etc..  or  to  help  where  there  is 
sickness.  Also  those  with  spare  time 
who  would  be  willing  to  relieve  a 
mother  for  an  afternoon  or  evening, 
not  necessarily  to  work,  but  to  take 
charge  and  be  responsible.  There  will 
he  a  register  at  the  Public  Library, 
where  those  needing  assistance  and 
those  who  can  give  .assistance,  may 
call  and  register.  No  fee  will  be 
charged." 

A   Note  of   Appreciation   from   Timis- 
kamiiig. 

Mrs.  H.  Willet.  Cochrane,  who  has 
been  doing  district  nursing  In  Timis- 
kamlng  under  the  auspices  of  the 
Women's  Institute  Branch  writes  as 
follows  under  date  of  March  10th. 
The  letter  which  she  encloses,  a  copy 
ni"  which  is  given,  will  be  read  with 
pleasure  by  any  of  the  Institutes  who 
forwarded  clothing  to  the  Timiskaming 
District    during    the    winter: 

I  have  been  busy  for  the  past 
three  weeks  in  superintending  an 
Emergency  Hospital  for  the  Influenza 
Epidemic  in  Cochrane,  but  we  were 
able    to    close    down    a    few    days   ago. 

There  lias  been  a  good  deal  of  sick- 
ness anions  the  settlers,  we  have  had 
calls  almost  every  day  to  visit  homes 
where  it  is  almost  impossible  to  get  a 
doctor,  .and  the  women  do  appreciate 
the  advice  and  help  given  them  by  the 
Department. 


1  enclose  a  letter  from  a  settler, 
who  received  a  bale  of  the  clothing 
sent  to  Miss  Higgins  from  a  Southern 
Ontario  Institute  Branch.  We  had  a 
little  girl  from  this  home  operated  on 
for  diseased  tonsils  and  adenoids, 
and  were  able  to  arrange  for  free 
hospital  treatment  and  surgery'-  I 
send  on  the  letter  as  a  sample  of  a 
number  of  similar  ones  we  have  re- 
ceived.    (The  letter  follows:) 

"I  am  writing  you  a  few  lines  to 
tell  you  how  pleased  I  was  for  all  the 
good  clothing  you  sent  me.  It  will 
save  me  a  lot  of  buying.  With  such 
a  lot  of  children  it  requires  more  than 
we  can  buy  when  there  is  Just  the 
one  to  earn  money  for  the  lot.  I 
must  thank  you  most  heartily  for  that 
great  gift.  The  little  girl's  operation 
was  successful  and  she  is  improving 
every    day." 

The  Shelburne  Council  appreciates 
the  value  of  a  rest  room  and  at  the 
request  of  the  Women's  Institutes, 
has  renovated  the  room  used  for  the 
purpose. 

Stoney  Creek  Institute  made  a 
grant  to  the  Public  School  for  Manual 
Training  and    Domestic   Science. 

The  members  of  the  Newmarket 
Institute  spent  a  happy  evening  with 
their  husbands  and  friends  recently. 
A  very  interesting  programme  was 
arranged    by    the    gentlemen. 

The  Kent  Bridge  Branch  held  a 
successful  entertainment,  the  pro- 
ceeds of  which  went  t»  the  Armenian 
Fund.  This  amount,  with  a  previous 
offering,  mak<.s  a  gift  of  $90  for  the 
fund  from  this  branch. 

A  rest  room  has  recently  been 
established  by  the  Institute  at 
Grimsby,  to  be  open  two  days  a  week 
for  the  convenience  of  the  ladies  of 
the    surrounding   community. 

At  the  March  meeting  of  the  Gait 
Institute,  plans  were  made  to  con- 
tribute to  the  diet  kitchen,  which  is 
to  be  presented  to  the  hospital  by  the 
surrounding  Institutes.  The  Gait 
Branch  is  also  planning  to  hold  a 
street  fair.  At  the  roll  call,  at  a 
recent  meeting,  each  member  present 
responded  with  a  dollar,  which  she 
had  been  asked  to  earn,  and  told  how 
it  had  been  earned. 

The  Women's  Institute  at  Maynard 
is  planning  the  erection  of  a  Soldiers' 
Memorial  in  the  local   cemetery. 

The  Devlin  Branch  will  offer  a 
special  prize  for  the  best  collection  of 
canned  vegetables  at  the  Emo  fall 
fair. 

CliAVET,    SASKATCHEWAN.    SENDS 
GOOD   REPORT. 

The  display  of  crocheting  and  em- 
broidery, home  baking  and  canning 
attracted  much  attention  at  the  joint 
meeting  of  the  Clavet  Homemakers' 
Club  and  the  Grain  Growers  on  the 
occasion  of  their  annual  Seed  Fair. 

Prizes  were  awarded  to  the  different 
entries,  as  well  as  to  the  school  chil- 
dren for  the  best  work  in  their  classes. 
The  pupils  furnished  a  concert,  a 
novel  feature  of  which  was  the  award- 
ing of  prizes  for  the  best  platform 
work. 

QUEBEC    HOMEMAKERS'    CLUBS 

NOTES. 

Reports  from  the  Quebec  Home- 
makers'  ("lobs  show  that  their  mem- 
bers are  carrying  on  their  pro- 
grammes with  their  usual  enthusiasm. 
Howick  Club  held  its  annua!  busi- 
ness meeting  in  March  and  decided 
that,  as  their  members  were  scattered 
over  a  considerable  extent  of  territory. 
it  would  help  the  work  to  have  a 
head  for  each  locality.  As  a  result, 
five  vice-presidents  were  elected  for 
the  ensuing  year.  The  Club  is 
especially  interested  i-i  the  improve- 
ment of  schools,  and  voted  to  again 
assist  with  the  annual  school  fair 
Pa  tiers  on  "Beautifying  the  Home" 
and  "Child  Welfare"  were  read  and 
discussed. 

Orford  Club  has  been  interested  for 
snme  time  in  supplying  milk  at  the 
Central  School,  where  a  small  milk- 
distributing  station  is  being  success- 
fully operated.  Plans  for  B  sugar 
party    were   discussed    and    arranged. 

Bury  Club  at  a  recent  meeting  voted 
a  second  sum  of  $25.00  to  the  local 
School  Board  for  improving  school 
grounds,  and  also  appointed  a  com- 
mittee to  canvass  for  a  cemetery  fund 
for  the  general  upkeep  of  the  ceme- 
tery. 

Lennoxville  Club  co-operated  with 
the    Farmers'    Club    of   that    district    in 

(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE    72.) 


May,    Nineteen- Twenty. 


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A  SINGLE  whiff  of 
the  dainty  perfume 
of  the  new  Pompeian 
Fragrance  (a  talcum) 
converts  you  to  its  subtle 
charm.  A  dash  of  this 
downy  powder  will  fall 
gratefully  on  your 
heated  skin  and  add  a 
new  comfort  to  being 
well  dressed. 

At    all    loilel 
counters,  30c 


THERE  are  several 
times  a  day  when 
an  active  person  can 
wisely  use  a  dash  of 
Pompeian  Fragrance.  Its 
cool  and  refreshing 
touch  will  absorb  the 
excess  moisture  and  lend 
to  your  person  the  at- 
traction of  a  new  and 
compelling  charm. 

THE    POMPEIAN    CO. 

Walkerville,    Ontario.    Canada 


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May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

Evelina:    the    History   of  Her 

Heart 


61 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    13.) 


can't  argue — at  least  he  never  does." 

"That's  it,"  said  mother  placidly. 
Have  you  never  noticed  how  con- 
vincing that  kind  of  person  is?" 

I  had  not  noticed  it,  and  said  so. 
"Besides,"  I  added,  "no  amount  of 
argument  could  convince  Henrietta 
since  she  is  already  convinced.  No, 
mother,  I'm  afraid  the  real  reason  is 
more   personal." 

"Personal?"  Mother  looked  up 
from  her  knitting  in  a  puzzled  way. 

"I  don't  wish  to  worry  you,  dear," 
I  said,  "but  I'm  afraid  that  Henrietta 
does  not  like  Uncle  Jack.  In  fact,  I'm 
beginning  to  fear  that  she  dislikes  him 
very  much." 

Mother  looked  so  surprised  that  it 
was  easy  to  see  she  had  never  thought 
of  that. 

"She  does  her  best  to  hide  it,  of 
course."  I  explained.  "But  more  than 
once  I  have  noticed  that  she  does  not 
run  into  his  society  and  seems  silent 
and  unlike  herself  when  he  joins  us. 
Only  the  other  day  we  were  going  for 
a  walk  when  he  caught  up  to  us  and 
suddenly  she  discovered  that  she 
hadn't  time  to  walk  but  must  go  right 
back  to  St.  Hilliar's.  Not  that  it  did 
her  any  good,  owing  to  Uncle  Jack's 
thick-headedness.  He  simply  turned 
around  and  walked  back  with  her." 

"What  day  was  that?"  asked  mother 
thoughtfully. 

"Last  Tuesday." 

"Ah — yes.  That  was  the  day  Jack 
was  so  late  for  tea.  His  appetite  was 
poor  too." 

"Serves  him  right!"  I  declared.  "No 
doubt  Henrietta  had  to  snub  him 
severely.  He  simply  can't  see  when 
he  isn't  wanted." 

Mother  picked  up  her  sock  again. 

"Just  let  them  alone,  Lina,"  said 
she,  in  her  placid  way.    "Don't  worry." 

But  how  can  I  help  worrying?  For 
if  Henrietta  simply  can't  stand  Uncle 
Jack — he  will  have  to  go.  His  eyes 
are  almost  better  now  anyway. 

A  WEEK  later. 
I  hate  to  bother  mother  again, 
but  I'll  have  to,  if  this  goes  on.  There 
is  no  sign  of  Uncle  Jack  returning  to 
Toronto  yet.  And  if  he  cannot  see 
the  advisability  of  such  a  step  it  is 
time  someone  suggested  it  to  him. 
Mother  won't  want  to  do  it,  I'm  afraid. 
She  is  absurdly  fond  of  Uncle  Jack, 
just  because  he  is  her  brother.  I  like 
him  myself,  although  I  get  impatient 
with  his  stupidity.  But  I  can't  have 
Henrietta  upset  in  this  way. 

I  think  he  ought  to  consider  Hen- 
rietta first. 

The  trouble  is  that  mother  may  be 
prejudiced  by  her  family  tie  and  her 
somewhat  restricted  viewpoint.  Pond 
as  she  is  of  Henrietta,  she  does  not 
get  her  in  quite  the  right  perspective. 
She  does  not  seem  quite  to  understand 
what  an  important  person  she  is,  how 
outstanding,  how  absolutely  unique! 
Henrietta  would  be  impossible  to  re- 
place. There  are  dozens  and  hundreds 
of  men  like  Uncle  Jack,  but  only  one 
woman  like  Henrietta.  All  our  set 
agree  about  this.  Except  Katherine 
Ripley.  I  feel  quite  sad  about  Kather- 
ine. She  seems  to  have  no  serious 
inner  nature.  She  is  all  froth.  She 
calls  our  pioneer  women  "Silly  old 
frumps,"  because  they  have  little  time 
or  thought  for  changing  fashions. 
And  then,  just  to  show  her  inconsist- 
ency, she  criticizes  Henrietta  because 
she  always  dresses  so  smartly  and 
wears  such  dinky  hats. 

"What  on  earth  do  you  want  her  to 
do?"  I  asked  in  exasperation. 

"I  want  her  to  hurry  up  and  make 
her  selection  and  give  some  of  the  rest 
of  us  a  chance!"  said  Katherine. 

"Hats?"  I  asked. 

"Men,"  said  Katherine. 

I  walked  away  and  left  her.  She  is 
really  too  silly.  Why  anyone  can  see 
that  Henrietta  never  looks  at  a  man — 
except  in  politeness.  Being  a  lady  she 
can't  turn  her  back  on  every  male 
person  who  speaks  to  her. 

For  my  own  part  I  think  that  if 
men  like  to  talk  to  her  it  is  a  hopeful 
sign — men  must  be  educated  as  well 
as  women.  They  are  frightfully  be- 
nighted. Every  woman  should  help  a 
little.  Harold-next-door  is  home.  I 
have  been  thinking  that  I  might  begin 
with  him.  It  will  be  an  awful  bore, 
but  I  am  no  shirker. 

1WAS  interrupted  here  by  Harold 
calling  up  to  the  window  and 
wanting  to  know  when  I  could  go 
canoeing.  I  remembered  my  duty  to 
the  cause  and  said  I  would  go  to- 
morrow. 

(CONTINUED 


But  what  I  set  out  to  say  was  that 
Henrietta's  distaste  for  Uncle  Jack's 
society  is  growing.  She  seldom  comes 
to  our  house  now.  Even  my  assur- 
ance that  I  will  never  leave  her  alone 
with  him  for  five  minutes  has  had  no 
effect.  She  finds  some  excuse  nearly 
every  time  I  ask  her  down. 

And,  in  spite  of  this  pointed  avoid- 
ance, Uncle  Jack  continues  to  force 
his  company  upon  her.  He  meets  her 
when  she  goes  for  walks.  He  calls 
upon  her  at  St.  Hilliar's.  The  girls 
notice  it.  I  have  seen  them  giggle. 
It  must  cause  Henrietta  acute  discom- 
fort. She  is  so  sensitive.  If  it  goes 
on  I  shan't  be  surprised  if  she  were 
suddenly  to  leave  town. 

But  I  am  determined — if  one  of 
them  has  to  go,  it  will  not  be  Hen- 
rietta. I  fear  that  speaking  to  mother 
will  be  of  no  use.  If  necessary,  I  must 
appeal  to  Uncle  Jack  himself.  I  am 
sure  that  he  has  the  instincts  of  a 
gentleman. 

TWO  days  later. 
I  have  been  educating  Harold. 
It's  rather  fun.  Not  half  so  boring  as 
I  feared.  It's  easier  too.  Harold  has 
quite  a  good  head.  He  agrees  with 
almost  everything  I  say.  When  I  ex- 
plained to  him  how  wretchedly  women 
have  been  treated  all  down  the  ages, 
citing  some  special  instances,  he  got 
quite  excited  and  declared  that  the 
men  who  had  done  things  like  that 
were  "horrid  cads"  and  "mean  old 
geezers."  He  agrees  with  me  that  wo- 
man is  man's  equal  and  much  more. 
In  fact  he  thinks  women  are  "the 
whole  cheese."  It's  slang,  I  know,  but 
the  meaning  is  clear. 

I  went  for  the  canoe  ride  as  I  had 
promised  and  we  had  a  perfectly  lovely 
time.  I  mean  it  was  very  helpful. 
We  did  not  talk  about  woman  exclu- 
sively because  I  had  already  said  al- 
most all  that  is  really  important.  It 
does  not  take  long  unless  someone  is 
stupid  enough  to  contradict.  Harold 
was  very  reasonable,  only  I  almost 
wished  he  wouldn't  say  "what  you 
say  goes"  with  quite  so  much  stress 
on  the  pronoun. 

I  shall  tell  Henrietta  about  it,  and 
especially  I  shall  prove  to  her  how 
wrong  she  was  about  marriage  being 
an  embarrassing  topic  between  friends. 
I  explained  my  views  quite  frankly  to 
Harold,  and  if  anyone  was  embarrass- 
ed it  was  not  I. 

I  dealt  with  the  subject  largely  from 
the  economic  standpoint.  "Harold," 
I  said,  "when  you  marry  do  you  ex- 
pect a  wife  or  a  housekeeper?" 

He  got  so  red  and  looked  so  silly 
that  I  answered  for  him.  "Of  course 
you'll  say  you  want  a  wife — they  all 
do.  But  let  me  ask  you  a  question — 
Who  is  going  to  keep  house?" 

He  murmured  something  about, 
"Perhaps  mother  would!"  Such  an 
absurdity!  It  just  shows  how  men 
continually  miss  the  point  of  an  argu- 
ment. 

"You  see,"  I  explained  to  him  as 
kindly  as  I  could,  "your  wife  has  to 
be  your  housekeeper.  Now  the  thing 
to  do  is  to  acknowledge  this  fact  and 
put  the  matter  on  a  business  basis. 
A  wife  doesn't  draw  a  salary,  a  house- 
keeper does.  By  recognizing  this 
simple  fact  the  wife  becomes  self- 
supporting — and  one  of  the  most  fer- 
tile causes  of  friction  in  the  home  is 
tactfully  removed." 

Harold  fanned  himself  with  his  cap. 
He  looked  puzzled. 

"But,"  he  said,  "most  fellows  give 
their  wives  everything  anyway." 

"In  other  words,  they  do  not  give 
her  anything  at  all.  Surely  that  is 
plain?" 

Plain  as  it  was,  Harold  couldn't  see 
it,  so  I  put  it  another  way.  "The 
whole  thing  is  in  the  principle,"  I  in- 
sisted, "and  the  principle  is  division. 
So  much  for  the  wife  as  an  independ- 
ent individual.  So  much  for  the  hus- 
band on  the  same  basis." 

"But  who  pays  the  bills?"  asked 
Harold,   thoughtfully. 

"Don't  be  stupid!  There  must  also 
be  a  house  appropriation  independent 
of  each." 

He  looked  terribly  downcast  at  this. 
"Can't  be  done,  Lina."  he  said.  "The 
oof  wouldn't  stretch." 

I  was  still  patient. 

"There  will  be  exactly  the  same 
amount  of  oof.  as  you  call  it,  as  under 
the  old  system.  For  of  course  the 
wife  wouldn't  want  to  stick  her  share 
in  a  bank,  and  naturally  the  husband 
would  put  his  share  where  it  was  most 
needed.  He  would  probably  leave  the 
placing  of  it  to  his  wife." 
ON  page  63.) 


Forty— the  Dangerous 
Age  for  Men 


IT  is  then  that  the  dread 
Pyorrhea  is  most  likely 
to  get  established  in  the 
mouth.  It  is  then  that  long' 
continued  dental  neglect 
tells. 

Pyorrhea — which  afflicts 
rour  out  of  five  people  over 
forty — begins  with  nothing 
more  alarming  than  tender 
and  bleeding  gums.  But  as 
this  insidious  disease  pre 
gresses,  the  gums  recede, 
the  teeth  decay,  loosen  and 
fallout,  or  must  be  extracted 
to  free  the  system  of  the 
poisonous  Pyorrhea  germs 
that  lodge  in  little  pockets 
around  them. 

It  is  to  the  infection  of 
these  deadly  germs  that 
medical  science  has  traced 
many  of  the  ills  of  middle 
age — weakened  vital  or' 
gans,  nervous  disorders, 
rheumatism,  anaemia,  and 
other  serious  ailments. 

End  your  Pyorrhea 
troubles  before  they  begin. 
See  your  dentist  often  for 
tooth  and  gum  inspection, 
and  start  using  Forhan's 
For  the  Gums  today. 

Forhan's  For  the  Gums 
will  prevent  Pyorrhea— or 


check  its  progress,  if  used 
in  time  and  used  consist' 
ently.  Ordinary  dentifrices 
will  not  do  this.  Forhan's 
keeps  the  gums  firm  and 
healthy,  the  teeth  white 
and  clean. 

How  to  Use  Forhan's 

Use  it  twice  daily,  year 
in  and  year  out.  Wet  your 
brush  in  cold  water,  place 
a  half-inch  of  the  refresh' 
ing,  healing  paste  on  it,  then 
brush  your  teeth  up  and 
down.  Use  a  rolling  motion 
to  clean  the  crevices.  Brush 
the  grinding  and  back  sur' 
faces  of  the  teeth.  Massage 
your  gums  with  your 
Forhan'coated  brush — 
gently  at  first  until  the  gums 
harden,  then  more  vigor' 
ously.  If  the  gums  are  very 
tender,  massage  with  the 
finger,  instead  of  the  brush. 
Ifgum'shrinkage  has  already 
set  in,  use  Forhan's  accord- 
ing to  directions  and  consult 
a  dentist  immediately  for 
special  treatment. 

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druggist  cannot  supply  you, 
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Forhan's 


FOR  THE  GUMS 

Checks  Pyorrhea 


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Sherwilllac 


For  Staining  and  Varnishing 
in  One  Operation 


SHER-WILL-LAC  is  a  Sherwin- 
Williams  product,  a  transparent 
Stain  and  Varnish,  one  coat  of  which  will 
restore  the  original  finish  on  doors, 
floors,  furniture  and  interior  woodwork 
of  every  description. 

Sher-Will-Lac  reproduces  on  inex- 
pensive woods  a  real  representation 
of  any  finished  hard  wood. 

Anybody  can  apply  Sher-Will-Lac. 
No  special  skill  is  needed.  It  dries 
hard  overnight  and  gives  a  tough 
waterproof  and  heat-proof  surface 
that  wiH  not  Crack,  scale  or  wash 
away.  Made  in  the  following 
attractive  shades: 


CHERRY 

rosewood 
light  oak 

DARK  OAK 
GOLDEN  OAK 
LIGHT  MAHOGANY 


GREEN 

WALNUT 

GROUND 

EBONY 

DULL  BLACK 

NATURAL 


DARK  MAHOGANY 
and  put  up  in  quarter  pints,  half  pints, 
pints,  quarts,  half  gallons  and  gallons 
all  full  imperial  measure. 

Your  Sherwin-Williams  dealer  will  aid 
you  in  your  color  selection. 

'Save  the  surface  and 
you  save  all"^^^ 

The  Sherwin-Williams  Co. 

of  Canada,  Limited. 

PAINT,     VARNISH     &    COLOR     MAKERS 
LINSEED         OIL         CRUSHERS 


FACTORIES.'     MONTREAL       TORONTO.     WINNIPEG.     LONDON.      E  NC 


The 

CANDY 

Cathartic 


f     Tamily  says: 

!*<FINE" 


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KEEN'S 
OXFORD  BLUB 

"THE  woman  who  wants 
1  WHITE  clothes  uses  Keen'. 
Oxford  Blue  —  as  her  mother, 
grandmother  and  great  grand- 
mother did  before  her. 

Keen's  Oxford 
Blue    is    now, 
as    then,    the 
standard     of 
excellence. 

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Medicines 


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Canadian    Home    Journal. 

Babes  in  the  Woods 

(CONTINUED    FROM    PACE    11.) 

no  opportunity  to  hear  it.  So  also 
lecturers  and  other  entertainers  have 
come  to  make  the  evening  around  the 
camp  fire  a  joy  to  be  remembered 
forever. 


Some  of  the  Streets  of  Paradise. 

HP  HERE  are  over  one  hundred  and 
*  fifty  miles  of  fine  trails  used  for 
fire  protection  in  the  park.  Other 
pedestrian  trails  have  been  developed. 
In  order  to  keep  the  children  from 
the  main  highways  and  that  their 
walks  be  not  the  aimless  ones  so  com- 
mon to  city  children,  trails  have  been 
marked  with  unobtrusive  signs  indi- 
cating in  simple  language  the  natural 
history  resources  of  the  trail.  Ex- 
perienced leaders  take  groups  of 
children  over  these  trails,  indicate  the 
types  of  trees,  identify  birds,  their 
habits,  nesting  places,  songs,  etc.; 
climb  to  dizzying  heights,  and  gaze 
with  their  little  sad  eyes  on  beauties 
never  before  seen  and  never  to  b» 
forgotten.  The  physical  invigoration, 
the  spiritual  exaltation  all  leave  on 
the  child  who  has  never  before  known 
these  things  an  impression  which  stirs 
'the  sluggish  ambitions  out  of  the  rut 
of  their  uninspiring  and  barren  city 
wretchedness. 

Others  Live   in   Paradise. 

OF  course  it  is  not  only  the  orphan 
or  the  crippled  child  or  those 
who  come  from  homes  of  poverty  who 
live  in  the  camps.  There  is  a  large 
and  increasing  number  of  people  who 
are  self-supporting,  self-respecting 
citizens  whose  budgets  make  it  impos- 
sible for  them  to  enjoy  the  inspiring 
and  invigorating  summer  in  the  woods 
and  for  those  who  have  little  or  no 
opportunity  in  this  way  to  commune 
with  nature,  the  commission  has  with 
the  aid  of  various  organizations,  such 
as  social  settlements,  the  Y.W.C.A  , 
etc.,  established  camps  where  for  a 
moderate  sum  of  money,  five  or  six 
dollars  a  week,  a  working  girl  may 
come  and  have  all  that  is  sold  for 
twenty-five  or  thirty-five  dollars  per 
week  in  a  commercial  girls'  camp. 

In  the  same  way  a  daily  population 
of  1,600  boy  scouts  attests  to  the  call 
that  the  woods  make  to  boy  life.  All 
the  mysteries  of  the  lake  and  the 
woods,  the  character  developing,  self- 
reliant  programme  gives  in  this  in- 
direct way  to  the  State,  a  healthier 
boy  who  as  a  citizen  is  better  fitted  to 
meet  the  increasingly  trying  demands 
ol  citizenship. 

Fires  of  Paradise. 

IT  is  always  difficult  to  picture 
adequately  what  our  little  waif 
feels  when  he  is  whisked  as  though 
he  were  on  the  proverbial  magic  car- 
pet from  the  sordid  environment  of 
the  city  streets  to  the  exalting  con- 
tact of  the  glorious  outdoor.  It  is 
here  that  life  companionships  are 
formed,  and  the  impressionistic  mind 
of  the  child  receives  attitudes,  ideas 
and  impressions  which  will  always 
stay  with  him.  The  kindly  leader  has 
as  his  sole  aim  the  happiness  of  the 
child  and  in  his  loving  care  may  safe- 
ly be  entrusted  the  destiny  of  the 
child  for  the  brief  period  he  is  here. 

A  Thought  For  Canadians. 

THE  interesting  thing  about  this 
whole  development  is  that-  you 
and  I,  as  citizens  of  the  Province, 
might  be  stockholders  in  such  an 
enterprise.  All  of  the  wonderful 
possibilities  as  revealed  in  the  de- 
velopment described  in  this  article,  or 
■at  least  a  major  portion  of  them,  can 
be  worked  out.  It  is  not  necessary 
that  a  park  of  the  size  of  the  Pali- 
sades Park  be  secured  for  such  a 
project.  There  are  ample  opportuni- 
ties in  Canadian  parks  to  work  out 
some  of  the  principles  which  have  re- 
sulted in  such  a  wide  public  service. 
Among  these   may   be   noted: 

(1)  That  it  is  desirable  that  such 
developments  be  within  a  reason- 
able  distance    of  communities. 

(2)  That  the  transportation 
charge  be  within  the  reach  of  the 
poor. 

(3)  That  no  concessions  be 
granted  to  private  individuals  or 
corporations  to  operate  the  facili- 
ties intended  to  aid  the  public  in 
the  enjoyment  of  its  park.  These 
facilities,  such  as  restaurants, 
boats,  transportation,  etc.,  should 
be  operated  by  the  authorities,  in 
order  to  remove  the  private  motive. 

(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE    65.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

Evelina:   the   History    of    Her 

Heart 


(CONTINUED   FROM    PAGE   61.  ) 


"Oh,"  said  Harold,  "I  see  now.  Say 
Lina,  what  a  little  old  company  pro- 
moter was  lost  when  they  gave  you 
long  hair!  Same  old  proposition,  but 
you  make  it  sound  like  the  minute 
before  last." 

"It's  not  the  same,"  I  protested. 
"The  principle  is  entirely  different." 
Yet  do  what  I  could,  I  could  not  suc- 
ceed in  making  him  see  the  great,  the 
essential  difference.  Yet  there  are 
those  who  contend  that  man's  mind  is 
more   logical   than   woman's! 

A  WEEK  later. 
I   have   spoken   to   Uncle   Jack. 
My  idea  of  going  to  him  instead  of  to 
mother  was  a  wise  one  I  think. 

"Getting  fed  up  with  the  poor  blind 
uncle,  are  you,  Lina?"  he  asked — 
although  I  had  been  very  careful  to 
begin  simply  by  saying  how  glad  I  was 
that  his  eyes  were  quite  better  and 
that  he  would  soon  be  at  work  again. 

I  thought  it  best  to  be  quite  frank. 

"I  am  not  at  all  'fed  up'  with  you, 
Uncle  Jack,"  I  said,  "and  perhaps 
other  people  would  have  better  appe- 
tite for  your  company  if  you  did  not 
give  them  so  much  of  it." 

Uncle  Jack  whistled.  But  I  went 
right  on.  "People  do  not  like  to  be 
simply  followed  about  all  the  time." 

"You  surprise  me!"  said  Uncle  Jack. 
"What  people  do  I  so  simply  follow, 
and  where  do  we  go?" 

I  decided  to  be  franker  still. 

"You  refuse  to  leave  Henrietta 
alone." 

•    "On    the    contrary,    I    could    refuse 
Henrietta  nothing." 

"Don't  try  to  be  smart.  And  be 
careful  how  you  call  her  Henrietta. 
She  might  hear  you.  Uncle  Jack,  I 
am  in  earnest.  This  can't  go  on.  It's 
got  to  stop." 

"Tut,  tut,  child!  Don't  be  redund- 
ant." 

For  the  moment  I  could  not  think 
what  redundant  meant,  but  I  wasn't 
going  to  let  him  confuse  the  issue. 

"If  you  don't  go,  she  will,"  I  told 
him  bluntly. 

This  seemed  to  startle  him. 

"Really?"  he  said,  but  his  voice  was 
not  as  careless  as  he  tried  to  make  it. 
"Look  here,  Niece  Lina,"  he  went  on, 
"do  you  say  honestly,  plainly  and  with- 
out malicious  intent,  that  you  believe 
this  state   of  things  to  be   the   case?" 

I  nodded. 

"You  are  convinced  that  Henri — 
that  Miss  Robson  finds  my  continued 
presence  in  this  town  distasteful? 
That  she — -that  she  doesn't — er — like 
me?" 

It  sounded  as  if  he  were  really  sur- 
prised at  the   possibility. 

"I  should  think  you  could  see  it  for 
yourself,  Uncle  Jack." 

He  was  silent  for  a  moment,  and 
then  "Bad  eyes,  you  know!  Yet,  as 
you  say,  I  ought  to  have  seen  it  if  it's 
there  to  see.  I  don't  pretend  to  under- 
stand women — still  there  should  be  an 
instinct,  or  something.  Lina,  I  will 
admit  you  worry  me." 

I  said  I  had  spoken  only  for  his 
good. 

"Certainly,  certainly — that's  always 
understood.  But  I'd  like  to  know  on 
what  you  base  your  assertions?  Has 
Miss  Robson  ever  intimated  anything 
of  this  kind  to  you?" 

"Certainly  not;  we  do  not  discuss 
you." 

"Then  how  do  you  know?" 

"By  instinct,   as  you   say  yourself." 

He  looked  at  me  in  that  considering 
manner  which  I  cannot  say  I  quite 
enjoy. 

"How  old  are  you,  Lina?"  he  asked. 
"Nineteen,   isn't  it?" 

Then  for  some  unknown  reason  he 
looked  more  cheerful. 

"My  age  has  nothing  whatever  to 
do  with  it,  and  I  refuse  to  be  silenced 
in  that  way.  Something  has  got  to  be 
done!" 

"Right!"  cried  Uncle  Jack,  so  sud- 
denly and  so  loudly  that  I  jumped. 
"Something  must  be  done  and  at  once. 
Wish  me  luck,  Niece  Lina,  for  I  go  to 
do  it." 

Poor  Uncle  Jack!  Well,  I  tried  to 
save  him! 

But  Henrietta  will  not  be  harsh. 
She  is  not  likely  to  forget  that  he  is 
my  uncle! 

*T*  WO  days  later. 
-*■        I  have  tried  to  write  the  end  of 
this  episode  several  times. 


hardly 
I    said 


Then  I  decided  not  to  write  it  at  all. 
Then  I  felt  that  I  must  write  it,  if 
only  as  a  discipline — and  as  a  warning 
to  myself  in  later  years,  lest  I  should 
ever  again  be  tempted  to  believe  in 
woman! 

But    I    will    spare    myself.       I    will 
write   it   in  as  few  words  as  possible. 
Henrietta    Robson    and    Uncle    Jack 
are  engaged! 

I  had  brought  Katherine  Ripley 
home  to  tea  and  as  we  passed  the 
door  of  the  summer  house  we  saw 
them. 

He  was  holding  her  hand. 
The    shock    was    so    great    I 
took  it  in. 

"He    is    holding    her    hand," 
in  a  dull  voice  to  Katherine. 

"He  has  been  doing  lots  more  than 
that!"  said  Katherine  in  a  gurgling 
whisper.     "Look  at  her  hair." 

I  looked  at  her  hair.  It  was  coming 
down.  There  was  a  little  curl  loose 
over  her  right  ear. 

"S-shish!"  whispered  Katherine, 
pinching  me.  "He's  going  to  do  it 
again." 

And  then,  while  we  stood  there 
paralyzed,  too  stunned  to  move — he 
kissed  her! 

Katherine  sighed. 

"It's  rather  nice,  isn't  it?"  she  said. 
'Here,  let's  get  out." 

We  got  back  to  the  house  somehow 
— I  don't  know  how. 

"I  knew  she'd  take  him,"  said  Kath- 
erine. "He's  really  quite  a  good 
match,  you  know,  and  he  has  a  cer- 
tain air.  You'll  be  bridesmaid,  Lina, 
and  your  frock  ought  to  run  to  some- 
thing quite  swell.  There'll  be  the 
bridesmaid's  gift  too — see  that  you 
make  him  choose  it  early  while  he's 
too  happy  to  think.  I'd  wear  green  if 
I  were  you — Nile  green.  It  looks  so 
cool,  and  you  can  stand  it  all  right 
if  you  wear  enough  powder.  Aren't 
you  sorry  you've  let  yourself  get  so 
tanned?" 

She  said  a  great  deal  more.     I  don't 
remember  it.     I  was  lost  in  the  bitter- 
ness of  my  disillusion.     But  I  may  say 
right  here  that  I  do  not  need  powder 
in.  order  to  wear  Nile  green  and  I  am 
not   tanned — at   least   only   enough    to 
be  rather  fetching.     When  Katherine 
Ripley  tans  she  looks  like  an  Indian. 
"Here  they  come.     Let's  throw  rice 
at   them!"    said    Katherine.      And    she 
ran  off  to  ask  mother  for  the  rice. 
I  went  upstairs  to  my  room. 
Presently  mother  came  up  after  me. 
She  pretended  that  she  came  for  some 
hairpins:      mother    is    so    transparent. 
"You  mustn't  be  jealous,  Lina,"  she 
said.     "Can  you  lend  me  a  bone  hair- 
pin?" i 

I  answered  very  coldly  and  in  a 
surprised  tone.  "Jealous?  Of  whom? 
There  are  bone  hairpins  on  the  pin 
tray." 

"Henrietta  will  be  fonder  of  you 
than  ever  now,"  said  mother,  picking 
up  a  nail  file  instead  of  the  hairpin. 
"And  you  can  be  with  her  all  you  like 
presently,  when  she  is  one  of  the 
family." 

"I  have  no  desire,"  I  said,  "to  be 
with  anyone  at  any  time,  nor  to  be- 
long to  any  family  which  includes  the 
person  you  mention." 

"But  Lina — my  dear,  I  thought  you 
were  so  devoted — " 

"The    woman    to    whom    I    was    de- 
voted  does  not — never  did — exist." 
"But  Lina — your  own   uncle!" 
Mother,   you  see,   never   keeps   to   a 
subject.      We  were   not  discussing  my 
own   uncle. 

"The  woman  whom  I  admired,"  I 
went  on  bitterly,  but  with  great  re- 
straint, "was  too  high  principled  to 
enter  anyone's  family  or  to  have  any- 
thing to  do  with  anyone's  uncle.  The 
woman  I  revered  was  devoted,  body 
and  soul,  to  the  cause  of  womankind. 
She  was  a  woman  who  stood  ready  to 
give  all,  to  risk  all,  to  sacrifice  all  for 
the  one  great  thing — the  fulfilling  of 
her  womanhood's  glorious  destiny." 

Mother  stuck  the  nail-file  absently 
into  her  hair. 

"But  Lina,"  she  said  in  her  slow 
way,  "isn't  that  just  exactly  what  your 
Henrietta  has  done?" 

Dear  mother!  she  is  perfect — but  so 
old-fashioned! 

As  for  Henrietta  Robson — I  would 
pity  her  if  I  didn't  "pity  Uncle  Jack 
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i.  By  TOM  WOOD. 

The  Other  Half  of  "The  Dominion  Necklace." 


Each  bead  or  disc  represents  a  town  or  city  between  Ottawa  and 
the  Atlantic. 

The  two  half-discs  picture  two  sweet-scented  little  "flowers  of  May" 
which  are  well  known  in  the  Lower  Provinces.  Can  you  give  us  their 
names? 

Remember,  the  illustrations  follow  sound  more  than  correct  spelling. 

Note  (xx)  :  The  dots  in  this  disc  represent  the  five  vowels,  though 
not  in  alphabetical  order.  The  numbers  stand  for  corresponding  letters 
of  the  alphabet.     Placed  together,  they  spell  a  town  in  New  Brunswick. 


Two  prizes  will  be  given — first,  one  dollar  and  fifty  cents,  and 
second,  one  dollar— for  the  best  solutions,  judged  according  to  neatness 
and  accuracy. 

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to  be  included. 

Correct  Solution  of  March  Puzzle. 

1.  Arch  3.  Ram  5.  Car 

2.  Charm  4.  Ham  6.  Arm 

7.  Manners  often  make  fortunes. 

8.  They  need  much,  whom  nothing  will  content. 

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May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

Babes  in  the  Woods 


(CONTINUED    FROM     PAGE     62.) 

(4)  While  it  is  desirable  to  have 
certain  facilities  free  for  the  use 
of  the  public,  it  is  a  good  principle 
to  charge  a  moderate  sum  for  such 
use,  which,  if  possible,  should  be 
large  enough  to  make  the  service 
entirely    self-supporting. 

(5)  Ample  opportunity  should 
be  afforded  to  "hikers"  through 
the  laying  out  of  trails,  which  in- 
cidentally  serve   as   fire   trails. 

(6)  Restaurants  and  refresh- 
ment stations  should  be  establish- 
ed to  provide  simple,  but  whole- 
some and  nourishing,  foods  at  low 
cost. 

(7)  Standard  types  of  simple 
camps  might  be  constructed  on 
lakes  where  the  sanitary  provisions 
insure  safety,  which  should  be 
rented  to  social  organizations,  such 
as  nurseries,  orphan  asylums,  social 
settlements,  etc.,  where  at  moder- 
ate cost,  those  who  have  little  or 
no  opportunity  for  a  wholesome 
vacation    can    be   accommodated. 

The  Yields  of  Paradise. 

IF  you  could  only  see  the  sparkle  in 
the  sad  eyes  of  the  orphan,  or  the 
smile  that  plays  around  the  drooped 
mouth  of  some  little  child  who  has 
been  deprived  of  the  normal  use  of 
his  limbs;  if  you  could  see  the  warmth 
which  comes  into  the  heart  of  the 
little  child  who  for  the  first  time 
disports  in  those  heavenly  fields  or 
feel  the  stir  of  imagination  and  ex- 
altation which  comes  to  the  tired 
working  girl  as  she  sits  restfully  be^ 
neath  a  tree  enjoying  her  respite 
from  drear  and  deadly  monotony  of 
the  Shop' — then  you  would  feel  that 
membership  in  this  corporation  was 
a  privilege  and  an  honor.  It  is  not 
only  that  it  yields  a  dividend  of 
satisfaction  that  your  State  is  doing  a 
unique  thing  with  its  beneficent  efforts 
but  that  your  State  is  safer  in  the 
hands  of  children  whose  health  is 
being  protected,  whose  vision  is  not 
distorted  and  who  look  back  at  what 
was  done  for  them  under  the  auspices 
of  the  State  with  satisfaction  and  ap- 
preciation. 


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The  Amateur  Gardener's 
Busy  Month :  May 

(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    16.) 

indicates  that,  they  have  rooted  well, 
yet  always  admit  a  little  air  at  times 
to  prevent  damping  off.  Shade  them, 
too,  for  a  hot  sun  will  soon  kill  them 
outright.  A  frame  with  a  mild  bot- 
tom heat  is  most  desirable  to  get  the 
plants  to  "take"  quickly,  but  they  can 
quite  well  be  rooted  in  an  ordinary 
frame  in  a  warm,  sheltered  position. 
When  young  Dahlias  become  root- 
!>ound,  those  minute  insects  known  as 
thrips  will  soon  appear,  and  the  un- 
healthy ap-pearance  of  the  plants  in- 
dicates that  something  must  be  done 
immediately.  Try  to  secure  thorough 
eradication  of  the  pests  before  the 
plants  are  planted  out,  by  syringing 
with  insecticide  every  two  days,  and 
shortly  after  with  tepid  water.  Now 
this  is  very  essential,  for  if  the  thrips 
do  not  disappear  before  the  Dahlias 
are  planted  out,  they  will  give  con- 
tinuous trouble  throughout  the  sea- 
son, and  this  is  the  principal  cause  of 
the  failure  of  one  of  our  most  pleas- 
ing flowers. 

A  few  years  ago  we  thought  that 
the  beautiful  Carnations  could  not  be 
grown  with  success  in  the  garden,  and 
that  they  were  distinctly  hot  house 
flowers,  but  some  three  years  ago,  I 
procured  some  seedlings  to  try  out, 
and  they  gave  such  good  results  that 
T  am  "more  than  pleased  and  have  the 
same  plants  to-day.  Perhaps  a  few 
points  on  the  handling  of  them  would 
not  be  amiss.  Pew  flowers  are  more 
beautiful  or  sweeter  than  Carnations 
and  by  giving  them  a  reasonable 
amount  of  care  and  attention,  it  is  not 
a  difficult  matter  to  obtain  fine  flowers 
from  plants  in  the  open  ground. 
Carnations  thrive  best  where  plenty 
of  light,  air  and  sunshine  are  avail- 
able; they  are  very  averse  to  a  damp 
situation  and  cold,  drying  winds.  At 
this  period  of  the  year,  a  top  dressing 
is  a  great  help  to  the  plants.  Previous 
to  applying  it,  all  dead  leaves  should 
be  removed,  and  the  surface  of  the 
soil  well  stirred.  Another  matter 
which  must  not  be  neglected  is  stak- 
ing the  plants  as  soon  as  the  flower 
stems  commence  to  push  up.  Syring- 
ing the  plants  once  a  week  with  soft 

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tools  required,  ready  for  use  in  J 
minutes.  Saves  a  pot  for  9&  a  cent.  15 
cents  at  your  Dealer,  or  postpaid  by 
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Cretonnes,  Household  Linens,  Hosiery,  Underwear, 
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Ik  ^EN  who  once  gave  no  thought 
ly  I  to  candy  are  buying  Moir's 
Chocolates  in  all  their  tempting 
assortments  because  they  find  it 
satisfies  that  mid-afternoon  craving. 
Moir's  Chocolates  are  made  in 
more  than  one  hundred  varieties. 
There  are  sharp  flavors  and  the 
rich,  heavier  flavors  as  well  as  the 
most  delicious  fruit  centres,  and 
chocolate  coated  nuts  of  many  sorts. 
Men  like  them — their  wives  and 
sweethearts  know  it. 


66 


REUSSUE  PRODUCTS 

MADE  "WITH 
CANADIAN  CAPITAL 

BY 
CANADIAN  MEN  IN 
CANADIAN 

FACTORIES 


Use  A  Handy 

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work.  Use  a  handy  Reliable 
Flashlight  to  hunt  your  engine 
troubles  or  to  give  you  light  to  do 
those  hundreds  of  little  chores. 

Reliable  Flashlights  put  a  brilliant 
and  safe  light  always  at  your  com- 
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hours  constant  service,  and  16 
hours  intermittent  service  by  using 
the  large  Reliable  Flashlight  Bat- 
tery— best  for  your  light  case  whe- 
ther Flashlight  or  Daylo. 

The    "Big    Brass    Cap"   on   the 

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battery  of  all  power — puts  every 
spark  to  work.  No  wasted  energy 
when  used  on  engine,  bell  or  for 
any  purpose  where  a  longer  lasting 
battery  is  necessary.  Should  you 
ask  your  dealer  for  it,  the  "Fahne- 
stock  Spring  Clip  Binding  Post" 
will  be  put  on  your  Reliable  Bat- 
tery. 

Reliable  ignition  units  do  not  have 
to  be  "charged"  like  storage  bat- 
teries. Always  ready  for  use — 
whether  engine  or  tractor. 

For  full  value  and  complete  satisfaction, 
buy  Reliable  products.  Sold  everywhere 
by  good  dealers. 


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Regal 

FREE  RUNNING 

Tabic  Salt 

The  salt  recognized  for 
its  purity  and  good  qual- 
ities the  best  salt  for  use 
on  every  dining  table. 

'Rertal"  never  cakes. 
Despite  the  weather  it 
keeps  on  running — a 
steady  stream  of  snow 
white  quality. 


The  Canadian  Salt  Co.  Limited 


188 


St.  Hnovevv's  Colleae 


Toronto 


A     li.sidrnli.il    and     Day    School     FOR    BOYS 


Canatm 


Boys    prepared    (or    Universities.      Royal    Mltrtary    Colleoe   and    Buslners. 

REV.  D.  BRUCE  MACDONALD.  M.A.,  LL.D. 

Calendar   Sent   on    Application.  Headmaster. 


Canadian    Home    Journa 

What  C.  N.  I.  B.  Stands  For 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    19.) 


production  —  and  it  is  seen  in 
happy  application  in  the  attitude  of 
the  supervisor  and  her  assistants  to- 
wards those  who  are  under  her  can 
There  are  twenty-one  workers,  at 
present,  in  this  department,  and 
there  are  others  anxious  to  come. 
Everything,  except  cutting  out  and 
shipment  is  undertaken  by  tne  blind 
workers  in  connection  with  the  manu- 
factures. On  March  8th,  ten  of 
these  workers  were  placed  on  the  pay- 
roll, seven  on  piece  work,  three  on 
flat.  The  payment  of  apprentices  is 
nine  dollars  a  week;  and,  of  course, 
the  pay-roll  is  the  ambition  of  all 
workers. 

HP  HE  Prevention  of  Blindness  ca 
-*-  paign  is  one  in  which  every 
woman  should  be  interested,  inas- 
much as  it  means  the  saving  of  the 
eyesight  of  the  infant  and  the  safe- 
guarding of  that  of  the  small  citizen 
with  defective  vision.  More  than 
thirty  per  cent,  of  blindness  is  pre- 
ventable— and,  when  we  consider  this 
fact,  we  wonder  that  society  has  been 
so  slothful  in  recognizing  its  duty  to- 
wards the  helpless  ones.  In  the  case 
of  ophthalmia  neonatorum,  a  few 
drops  of  nitrate  of  silver  applied  to 
the  baby's  eyes  in  the  first  hours  of 
its  existence  will  obviate  this  affliction. 
The  increased  care  of  public  health  in 
our  cities  has  meant  the  saving  of 
sight  for  many  little  citizens.  Boston 
has  made  an  enviable  record  in  this 
matter,  her  care  with  regard  to  the 
newborn  children  being  such  that 
ophthalmia  neonatorum  has  practically 
disappeared. 

The  C.N.I.B.  has  issued  several 
folders  with  its  monthly  bulletins 
which  have  urged  upon  the  public  the 
necessity  for  saving  the  baby's  eyes 
and  also  for  protecting  the  sight  of 
those  children  who  are  below  normal 
in  this  respect.  This  Institute,  also, 
strongly  advocated  the  gathering  of 
data  indicative  of  the  extent  of  the 
problem  of  defective  vision  in  Toronto 
schools,  as  there  was  an  impression 
that  myopia  classes,  as  provided  for 
under  the  Ontario  Auxiliary  Classes 
Act  of  April,  1914,  were  sadly  needed. 
The  report  shows  the  thoroughness 
with  which  the  committee,  consisting 
of  Dr.  Helen  MacMurchy,  Miss  Kerr, 
Miss  Dyke,  Miss  Emery,  Miss  Foy, 
Dr.  Whyte,  Mr.  Mills,  Miss  Ewing,  re- 
viewed the  situation.  The  careless  re- 
tention of  a  child  in  a  class  to  which 
his  eyesight  is  not  equal  is,  we  hope, 
a  practice  of  the  past — and  the 
auxiliary  classes  should  look  after 
such  young  pupils  as  demand  special 
consideration.  The  case  of  those  who 
are  too  young  to  help  themselves  or 
to  safeguard  their  powers  is  of  un- 
usual appeal.  Their  safety  is  in  the 
hands  of  others  and  those  who  wish 
to  preserve  for  them  all  that  world  of 
color  and  beauty  which  eyesight 
means  should  act  with  promptness  if 
the  saving  is  to  be  effective. 

-. 

THERE  is  a  comfortable  home  at 
78  College  Street,  Toronto,  the 
Women's  Residence,  which  was  open- 
ed in  October,  1919,  and  to  which  the 
name  of  "Clarkewood"  was  given,  in 
honor  of  Mrs.  Lionel  Clarke,  the  wife 
of  His  Honor,  the  Lieutenant-Gover- 
nor of  Ontario,  whose  work  in  con- 
nection with  the  early  organization, 
the  Canadian  Women's  Association 
for  the  Welfare  of  the  Blind,  and 
whose  present  efforts  show  the  sin- 
cerity and  depth  of  her  interest.  Mrs. 
W.  A.  H.  Kerr  and  Mrs.  Leach,  also 
were  prominent  officials  in  this  first 
organization,  which  was,  naturally  in- 
terested in  the  activities  for  blind 
soldiers,  and  it  is  of  interest  to  recall 
that  the  first  activity  on  behalf  of  the 
individual  blind  persons,  inaugurated 
by  the  Institute  two  years  ago  was  the 
furnishing  of  instruction  in  Braille 
and  light  vocational  lines  for  a  small 
group  of  blinder]  Canadian  soldiers  at 
the  Library  for  the  Blind. 

The  Women's  Auxiliary  of  the 
C.N.I.B.  now  has  a  membership  of 
over  four  hundred,  with  Mrs.  Lionel 
Clarke  as  president.  Mis.  Frank 
Ilodgins  and  .Mrs.  1  >.  B.  Macdonald 
are  vice-presidents,  Mrs.  J.  C.  Breck- 
enrldge  Is  hon.  treasurer  .and  Miss 
Mabel  Cory,  hon.  secretary.  Mrs.  C. 
W.  Beatty,  Mrs.  Campbell  Reaves, 
Mrs.  James  Scott  and  Miss  Baldwin 
form  the  house  committee  for 
"Clarkewood"; — Mrs.  Clarke.  Mrs. 
Bruce  Macdonald  and  Mrs.  W.  R. 
Riddell  look  after  the  domestic  ar- 
ra  ngements  for  Pearson  Hall. 
"Clarkewood"      provides      board      and 


lodging  for  certain  workers  in  the 
Industrial  Department  for  Women 
and  members  of  the  staff  in  the  Head 
Office,  at  the  rate  of  $5.50  a  week — 
which  is  a  remarkably  low  figure 
when  one  considers  the  present  prices 
of  bread,  milk  and  butter — to  say 
nothing  of  eggs.  "Clarkewood"  also 
supplies  the  luncheon  which  the 
workers  enjoy  at  the  noon  hour  ('own 
town — so,  the  immediate  needs  of  the 
women  workers  are  looked  after  in  a 
thorough  fashion.  Such  is  the  ap- 
preciation of  the  quarters  known  as 
the  Women's  Residence,  where  Mrs. 
Briers  and  Mrs.  MacLean  are  in 
management,  that  there  is  already  a 
waiting  list  and  developments  of  this 
residential  plan  may  be  expected.  It 
is  true  that  the  blind  residents  can- 
not see  the  comfort  of  the  spacious, 
well-furnished  living-room  and  the 
cosy  bedrooms;  but  they  can  realize 
the  "homelikeness"  of  their  environ- 
ment and  are  happy  in  its  cosy  seclu- 
sion. This  residence  was  furnished 
by  the  members  of  the  Women's 
Auxiliary,  who  are  responsible  for  its 
maintenance. 

The  Salesroom  Department,  which 
is  also  housed  at  40  Adelaide  St.,  West, 
'is  really  under  the  After  Care  Depart- 
ment, and  its  activities  consist  largely 
in  marketing  the  wares  manufactured 
by  the  blind.  There  is  a  sale  of 
products  here,  both  from  the  C.N.I.B. 
shops  and  from  home  workers.  Dur- 
ing the  month  of  March,  there  were 
Tuesday  morning  sales,  which  reveal- 
ed the  extent  and  variety  of  the  manu- 
factures. Some  time  ago,  a.  committee 
consisting  of  Mrs.  Graeme  Adam, 
representing  the  Women's  Auxiliary 
of  the  Institute.  Miss  Davis,  the  Field 
Worker,  Mrs.  Ridge,  the  supervisor  at 
the  I.D.W.,  and  the  Director,  Mr.  C. 
W.  Holmes,  was  formed,  to  take 
charge  of  and  work  out  the  details 
for  this  department.  The  sales-room 
carries  certain  staple  lines  of  material 
needed  by  the  blind  in  home  work, 
such  as  reed,  cane,  wool,  cotton  yarns, 
cotton  cloth,  etc.  These  materials  are 
purchased  at  the  best  wholesale 
prices  and  sold  in  small  retail  quanti- 
ties at  exactly  the  same  rate,  thereby 
giving  the  home  workers  the  advant- 
age of  the  Institute's  purchasing 
power,  without  the  investment  of  their 
capital.  Then  there  is  the  advantage 
that  the  production  of  these  workers, 
so  long  as  it  is  up  to  saleable  stand- 
ard is  being  bought  for  cash  (sent 
within  thirty  days),  the  price  paid 
being  the  highest  which  the  commit- 
tee finds  can  be  obtained  at  retail. 
This  secures  a  market  for  the  home 
worker,  who  receives  his  money  with 
the  minimum  of  waiting. 

Many  women's  organizations  have 
interested  themselves  in  this  work. 
The  Women's  Institutes  of  Peel  Coun- 
ty, for  instance,  gave  a  piano  to  the 
Library,  and  the  Toronto  Women 
Teachers'  Association  have  contribut- 
ed liberally  to  the  equipment  of  the 
same  department,  while  the  Chateau- 
guay  Chapter,  I.O.D..E.  furnished  the 
reception  room. 

Mr.  C.  W.  Holmes,  the  director  of 
the  C.N.I.B.  is  a  Canadian  by  birth 
who  became,  blind  at  the  age  of  ten, 
and  who  continued  his  education, 
holding  the  position  for  eleven  years 
as  Head  Master  of  the  Eastern  Town- 
ships College  of  Music,  before  going 
to  the  United  States  where  he  spent 
some  years  with  the  Massachusetts 
Commission  for  the  Blind.  From  the 
head  office  to  the  broom  shops,  you 
will  find  an  atmosphere  of  cheerful 
activity — and  you  will  find  it  worth 
while,  as  a  good  citizen,  to  acquaint 
yourself  with  the  work  of  the  C.N.I.B. 


Tin:  VIOLET 

With  all  its  simplicity,  the  violet  is 
a  subtle  Bower,  Its  way  of  guarding 
honey  sap,  yet  at  the  same  time  in- 
viting winged  visitors,  shows  both 
caution  and  boldness.  After  it  has 
flowered  and  all  attention  to  its 
beautiful  ui'i1  is  over,  way  down  below 
its  leaves,  far  out  of  sight,  it  produces 
clear,  half-formed  flowers  without 
ume,  honey  or  petals,  but  pach 
one  bearing  stamens  and  seed  germs, 
which  somehow  develop  the  seed 
from  which  the,  new  plant  arises. 
When  the  seed  capsules  are  ripe  they 
split  into  three  parts,  shooting  the 
seeds  far  into  the  air.  much  as  little 
birds  are  pushed  forcefully  from  the 
nest  and  made  to  fly  far  from  home, 
that  the  circle  of  beauty  may  be  for- 
ever widened. 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 

The  Amateur  Gardener's 
Busy  Month:  May 

(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    65.) 

water  and  salt,,  a  teaspoonful  of  salt  to 
a  gallon  of  water,  will  be  found  very 
beneficial.  Disbudding  or  thinning 
the  buds  must  not  be  neglected,  if 
you  want  fine  blooms,  as  the  majority 
of  plants  produce  considerably  more 
buds  than  they  can  properly  develop. 
In  thinning  the  buds,  the  strength  of 
the  plant  should  be  considered,  but 
generally  speaking,  from  three  to  five 
buds  to  a  stem  may  be  allowed  ex- 
cept when  exhibition  blooms  are  re- 
quired, in  which  case  only  one  bud  to 
a  stem  must  be  permitted.  Exhibi- 
tion blooms  must  be  protected  from 
rain  and  sun  just  as  the  flowers  begin 
to  expand.  Unfortunately  Carnations 
are  liable  to  be  attacked  by  several 
troublesome  pests;  during  hot  weath- 
er, greenfly  often  makes  its  appear- 
ance. Syringe  with  soft  soap  water, 
or   nicotine   to   destroy  this  pest. 

STUDY  your  catalogues  for  a  con- 
tinuity of  bloom  in  the  garden, 
not  forgetting  that  you  can  have  lilies 
in  bloom  the  whole  season  long  if  you 
get  the  different  varieties,  but  where 
most  mistakes  are  made  in  handling 
lilies,  is  in  the  planting.  In  the  first 
place  lilies  are  like  roses,  they  do  not 
like  wet  feet,  so  arrange  to  plant  the 
lilies  in  depth  according  to  size  of 
bulb.  Take  a  10-inch  circumference 
bulb  for  instance,  it  needs  to  be  at 
least  9  inches  deep,  with  two  inches 
of  pure  sand  under  it.  Cover  with 
sand  to  an  inch  above  the  point  of 
bulb,  then  fill  in  the  whole  with  the 
ordinary  garde  .i  soil,  firming  the 
whole  down  well,  as  lilies  prefer  a 
rather  hard  soil  to  force  themselves 
through. 

Get  a  few  of  the  following  kinds, 
and  I  am  sure  that  at  the  end  of  the 
season  you  will  be  well  repaid: 
Tenuifolium  or  Scarlet  Turk's  Cap, 
Candidum  or  Madonna  Lily,  Croceum 
or  Belfast  Orange  Lily,  Hen.rii,  the 
hardiest  garden  lily,  and  one  of  the 
best,  Testacium,  one  of  the  best 
whites,  Auratum  Platyphylum  and 
Vitatum  and  wind  up  with  the 
Speciosums  Roseum,  Album  and  Rub- 
rum.  If  these  do  not  give  you  good 
satisfaction  you  must  be  very  hard  to 
suit. 

Do  not  let  us  forget  the  Gladiolus 
this  year,  for  anyone  can  grow 
Gladiolus  successfully,  and  they  lend 
themselves  to'  any  decorative  color 
scheme;  owing  to  their  great  range  of 
colors  and  shades,  they  are  to  my 
mind  much  better  in  clumps  of  six  or 
eight  than  in  the  old  orthodox  straight 
rows.  They  will  grow  in  any  garden 
soil,  providing  a  goodly  supply  of 
manure  or  fertilizer  is  worked  into 
the  soil  when  planting.  Arrange  for  a 
succession  by  planting  a  few  every 
two  weeks  from  May  to  middle  of 
June,  putting  the  corms  down  at  least 
five  inches  in  heavy  soil  and  six  inches 
in  light  soil,  thus  giving  a  stronger 
stalk,  and  avoiding  the  necessity  of 
staking.  Keep  the  soil  around  them 
well  stirred  and  free  of  weeds.  In  dry 
weather,  water  freely  after  sundown. 
Not  only  do  Gladiolus  make  a  showy 
garden,  but  like  the  Lily,  their  princi- 
pal characteristic  is  that  they  last  a 
very  long  time  when  cut  and  put  in 
water.  Cut  as  soon  as  two  or  three 
of  the  florets  appear,  and  the  rest  of 
the  buds  will  expand  in  water,  if  it  is 
changed  occasionally,  and  a  small 
piece  of  the  stem  cut  off  with  a  sharp 
knife. 

In  the  fall  after  the  first  frost,  take 
the  bulbs  up  and  store  in  the  cellar 
away  from  frost,  then  in  about  a 
month's  time  remove  the  tops  and  you 
will  find  another  corm  or  possibly  two 
or  three  have  formed.  Dry  them 
thoroughly  before  putting  away  for 
the  winter  and  keep  the  little  bulbels 
for  a  year  or  so  when  they  will 
eventually  give  you  corms  that  will 
bloom    freely. 

YOU  can  now  tell  how  your  lawn 
is  going  to  look  this  season.  If 
not  satisfactory,  dig  it  up  completely, 
and  make  it  over  afresh,  by  adding 
three  or  four  inches  of  good  soil,  and 
resow  with  a  good  mixture  of  grass 
seeds. 

This  is  the  last  call  in  the  vegetable 
line  for  early  sowing,  so  during  the 
first  week  make  sowings  of  all  hardy 
vegetables,  selecting  of  course,  the 
earliest  varieties,  and  do  not  make 
the  mistake  of  forgetting  the  Rotation 

(CONTINUED    ON    PAGE    68.) 


67 


Neglect  Destroys 


Floglaze  Protects 


Neglect  leaves  porch  and  veranda  floors  open  to  the  No  other  surface  or  floor  needs  the  same  amount  of 
attacks  of  wind,  sun,  rain,  snow  and  countless  foot-  protection.  Floglaze  for  floors  protects,  preserves  and 
No  other  surface  receives  the  same  amount  of      maintains    a    hard    wearing,  glossy    appearance,    that 

makes  the  floor  a  surface  to  be  proud  of.     Can  also 
be   used   on   interior   floors. 


steps. 

wear   and  abuse  as  a  veranda  or  porch   floor 


FINISH  AND  RENEW   FLOORS  WITH 


The  Finish  that  Endures 


Wotjlaze 


For  Porch  and  Veranda  Floors 


Like  paint  it  is  applied  with  a  brush.  It  produces  a  glossy,  wear-resisting  surface  that  is 
adapted  to  both  exterior  and  interior  floors.  Water  will  not  affect  Floglaze.  It  dries  hard 
over  night,  and  will  not  crack  or  flake. 


mp  e  e       og  aze  ^  0  0  ®ur  booklet  "How  to  Finish 

Request.  Imperial  Varnish  &  Iolor  to.  ™u  i^iSn^Spe 

Let   us   also    tell    you   about         uilUMinrn  vammuva  uavnnillfCD  through  your  dealer  or  direct 

Floglaze  for  other  purposes.         WIHIIIPtG  TORONTO  f ANCOUfCK  tQ  us 

CANADA 


KEEP  YOUR    SHOES   NEAT 


SHOE  POLISHES 


ONLY  TABLETS  MARKED 
"BAYER"  J\RE^  ASPIRIN 

Not  Aspirin  at  All  without  the  "Bayer  Cross" 


Liquids  and Pastes.ForBlach.Whiie, 
Tan.Dark,  Brown  or  Ox-Blood  Shoes. 

Thie:  F.F.  DaJley  Corporatiotts.Linnted  Hamilton  Onl 


If  you  have  not  yet  entered  your 
baby  in  the  Better  Canadian  Baby 
Contest,  send  for  Score  Card  and 
Entry  Form  at  once.  See  page  21  of 
this  issue. 


The  name  "Bayer"  stamped  on  tab- 
lets positively  identifies  the  only  gen- 
uine Aspirin,— the  Aspirin  prescribed 
by  physicians  for  over  nineteen  years 
and  now  made  in  Canada. 


contains  proper  direction1'  for  Colds. 
Headache,  Toothache,  Earache,  Neu- 
ralgia, Lumbago,  Rheumatism,  Neuri- 
tis, Joint  Pains,  and  Pain  generally. 
Handv  tin  boxes  containing  \i  tab- 


id now  made  in  v^anaua.  ua,m-"  ,  "        , .  ,      fjruimwt* 

Always   buy  an   unbroken  package    lets  cost  but  a  few  cent,.     Ifrugg  ieta 
of  "Bayer  Tablets  of  Aspirin'  which    also   sell   larger    "Bayer     packa 
Tnere  is  only  one  Aspirin-"Bayer"-You  must  say     B*yer 

Aspirin  is  the  trade  mark    (registered  in  ^nada)   of  Bayer  Manufacture  of  Mono- 

zsss^sjsm^^  ££s»3jg8s3 Bayer  company 

•will  be  stamped  with  their  general  trade  mark,   the     J3a>er  (.roas. 


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Biscuits   For   Breakfast 

Mrs.  Newly  wed  to  Mrs.  Oldstyle: — 

"George  just  loves  my  baking,  he  says  it 
even  beats  his  mother's, — especially  the  biscuits 
we  have  for  breakfast." 

Mrs.  Oldstyle,  "Biscuits  for  breakfast!  Huh, 
you'll  get  over  that!" 

Mrs.  Newly  wed:  "Never!    You  see  I  use 

EGG-0 

Baking  Powder 

"I  make  the  dough  the  night  before  and  set  it  in  a 
cool  place,  covered  with  a  cloth  until  morning,  I  slip 
them  in  the  oven  first  thing,  and  we  have  light,  flaky 
biscuits  by  the  time  the  kettle  is  boiled.  A  meal  o£  hot 
biscuits,  bacon,  and  coffee  starts  George  off  right  for 
the  day. 

"You  see,  Mrs.  Oldstyle,  Egg-0  never  fails  because 
it  does  not  finish  leavening  until  the  biscuits  are  pro- 
perly baked — even  if  you  do  leave  the 
batch  lying  all  night." 

Mrs.  Oldstyle : — "My,  I  never  heard 
of  such  a  thing.    I'll  order  a  tin  now." 

"A  few  days  later:  Mrs.  Oldstyle  to 
Mrs.  Newlywed : 

"We  too  have  biscuits  for  break- 
fast now.  Thanks  to  you  for  telling 
us  about  Egg-O." 

Egg-0  Baking  Powder  Co. 

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BUT,   after  that,   It  depend*  on  you   whether 
I  will  live  or  not. 
My  first  feeding  should  be 

Pratts,  Buttermilk  BABY  CHICK  FOOD 

and    this   should    be   continued    dally   for   at    least 
three  weeks,  the  critical  time.     Pratts  builds  sturdy, 
healthy    chicks    that    develop    rapidly    Into   profitable 
fall  and    winter  layers.     Many  poultry -raiser*  find  It 

pays  to  use  Pratts  Baby  Chlok  Food  for  five  and  six 

weeks. 

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The  Amateur  Gardener's 
Busy  Month:  May 

(CONTINUE)    FROM    PAGE    67.) 

and  Succession  cropping.  A  great 
deal  depends  on  this  for  this  year's 
success.  Plant  vegetables  that  grow 
above  the  ground  where  tap-rooti 
grew  last  year  and  vice-versa,  but  do 
not  forget  that  in  the  ground  where 
tap-roots  are  going  to  grow  the  manure 
must  be  deep  in  trench  to  encourage 
the  lap-roota  to  go  down  after  it,  ind 
not  have  them  gnarled  and  twisted 
through  their  coming  in  contact  with 
manure  that  has  been  Incorporated 
with  the  soil.  Not  so  with  the  vege- 
tables which  grow  above  the  ground, 
as  the  more  roots  you  can  have  ori 
them,  the  better  for  the  crop  above. 
You  can  encourage  more  roots  to  the 
Tomato  plant  by  using  long  plants, 
say  from  twelve  to  eighteen  inches 
long,  putting  the  plant  down  three 
leaves  deep,  and  on  the  slant.  Nip 
the  leaves  off,  but  not  the  lateral 
which  appears  just  above  the  leaf 
when  under  ground  you  get  another 
set  of  i  cots  from  every  later.-U.  Th° 
object  of  planting  on  the  slant  is  that 
the  roots  will  not  be  below  the  sur- 
face moisture.  Do  not  hoe  around 
Tomato  plants,  but  use  the  rake  to 
stir  the  soil,  as  the  roots  have  a  tend- 
ency to  come  near  the  surface  and 
are  thus  in  danger  if  the  hoe  is  used. 
After  the  fourth  set  of  fruit  is  formed, 
pinch  out  the  top.  also  all  laterals 
and  suckers  that  may  appear,  and 
train  each  plant  with  four  shoots  to 
each,  up  four  stakes. 

HP  HE  Celery  bed  should  be  prepared 
A  this  month  ready  to  reoeive  the 
plants,  choosing  one  or  all  of  the  fol- 
lowing varieties:  Paris  Golden,  White 
Plume,  Rose  Ribbed  Paris,  and 
Evans  Triumph. — the  latter  two  for 
winter   and    storage   use. 

Have  a  liquid  manure  barrel  this 
year  and  be  convinced  that  you  c>r, 
have  better  results,  especially  with 
Roses,  Peonies,  Onions,  Celery  and 
Tomatoes.  Use  about  five  shovelfuls  of 
well-rotted  manure  put  in  a  sack  and 
throw  into  the  barrel  of  water,  leav- 
ing the  bag-  in  for  one  or  two  days. 
Add  a  double  handful  of  Nitrate  of 
Soda  every  time  you   fill  the  barrel. 

In  sowing  the  seeds  especially  of 
the  smaller  varieties,  make  your  drill 
of  uniform  depth  by  using  a  square 
piece  of  wood,  pressing  it  cornerwise 
into  the  soil  to  a  depth  of  not  more 
than  half  an  inch;  this  is  plenty  deep 
for  all  seeds  except  Peas,  Beans, 
Squash,  Pumpkin,  and  Marrows. 
After  seeds  are  in  drill,  firm  them 
down  well,  to  keep  the  air  out  and 
the  moisture  in.  If  soil  is  very  wet. 
do  not  sow  seeds,  but  wait  a  day  or 
two.  Put  the  Peas  and  Beans  down 
two  inches  in  a  trench  about  six 
inches  wide,  staggering  the  seed 
about    six    inches    each    way. 

With  early  potatoes  get  good  sized 
seeds  and  cut  in  three  pieces  longi- 
tudinally, placing  one  piece  every 
nine  inches  in  the  rows  that  should 
be  two  feet,  six  inches  apart.  As  to 
depth,  if  soil  is  heavy,  four  inches  is 
deep  enough,  but  where  soil  is  light, 
place  them  five  inches  deep,  and  be 
sure  to  keep  the  soil  between  the 
rows  constantly  stirred.  Hill  them  up 
as  soon  as  tops  are  six  inches  high, 
and  be  sure  to  have  some  Paris  Green 
or  Arsenate  of  Lead  on  hand  for  the 
pestiferous  Potato  buss  which  are 
sure  to   be   with   us  again. 

D'O  not  delay  pruning  apple  trees. 
Remove  all  dead  branches,  and  all 
branches  that  are  criss-crossed,  keep- 
ing the  centre  of  the  tree  fairly  open 
for  the  sun  and  air  to  get  In.  Pull 
up  dead  Raspberry  canes,  clipping  the 
tops  of  the  others  above  five  feet  high. 
Trim  up  Currant  bushes  and  plant 
new  ones  if  you  haven't  sufficient. 
And  above  all,  provide  for  the  spray- 
ing campaign,  which  must  be  attend- 
ed to  if  you  want  good  results.  Get 
Lime  and  Sulphur,  for  trees,  also 
Bordeaux  mixture  for  fungus  diseases 
and  sulphide  of  potassium  for  Goose- 
ivnies;  white  Hellebore  for  Currant 
Caterpillar  and  drape  Caterpillar; 
Slug  Shot  for  Cabbage;  Lime  and 
Sulphur  in  equal  parts  scattered  on 
the  ground  dry,  will  drive  the  pernici- 
ous cut-worm  away:  Nicotine  or 
Borax  Water  for  the  Green  Aphis  on 
Roses. 


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Lift  Corns  Out 
With  Fingers 

A  few  drops  of  Freezone  loosen 

corns   or  calluses  so 

they  lift  off 


Apply  a  few  drops  of 
Freezone  upon  a  touchy 
corn  or  a  callus.  The 
soreness  stops  and  shortly 
the  entire  corn  or  callus 
loosens  and  can  be  lifted 
of!  without  a  twinge  of 
pain. 


Freezone  removes  hard  corns,  soft 


corns,  also  corns  between  the  toes  and 
hardened  calluses.  Freezone  does  not 
irritate  the  surrounding  skin.  You  feel 
no  pain  when  applying  it  or  afterward. 
Women !  Keep  a  tiny  bottle  of 
Freezone  on  your  dresser  and  never 
let  a  corn  ache  twice. 

Tiny  bottle  costs  few  cents 
at  drug   stores — anywhere 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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The  Land  of  P'raps 


fA£  By  BETH   SADLEIR 

he   Little   "Letter-Men"  Diddy  Met   on   the    May 

Road 


THE  showers  of  April  were  left 
behind  as  Diddy  Happen  and 
his  friends  neared  the  morning- 
gate  of  May  Day.  The  gateway  was 
arched  with  flowers  of  the  early 
summertime,  with  blossoms  of  the 
wood,  and  rainbow  treasures  of  the 
garden.  One  could  not  see  what  the 
flowers  grew  from,  or  were  twined  on; 
the  arch  was  all  of  fragrant  blossoms. 
Standing  in  the  gateway  was  the 
Queen  of  Maytime,  and,  as  the 
travellers  approached,  she  began 
singing  while  every  blossom  joined 
her  in  the  soag: 

Would    you    come    into    the    Maytime. 
If   the  flowers  asked   you   to, 
The   primrose,   or  the  butter-cup. 
The   violet  so    blue? 

Would  you   linger  in  the  Maytime. 
If  the  bird-songs  bade  you   stay, 
The   robin,    or   the   meadow   lark, 
The  oriole  s»  gay? 

Would  you  come  and  live  in  Maytime. 
If   May's  Queen  welcomed  you. 
To   live  in  joy  and   gladness, 
The   merry  Maytime   through? 


It  was  a 
morning  of 
music. 
Diddy  Hap- 
pen and 
O  1  d  Ded- 
der  Naher- 
rin  were 
w  e  1  corned 
■  and  led 
through 
the  gate- 
way by  the 
Flower 
Queen. 
Then  came 
the  Tick- 
Tock  broth- 
ers, the  sun 
glinting 
brightly 
on     their    shiny    suits- 


o 


o 


Diddy    spelled    his    name 
"S-T-O-P." 


As  the  little 
party  entered  upon  the  May  road,  the 
docks  they  carried',  started  chiming, 
each  one  with  a  different  note,  but  in 
time  and  tune  to  the  May  Queen's 
song. 

This  surprised  the  little  If  very 
much,  for  the  tiny  clock  which  hung 
on  his  curly  tail  was  chiming  too. 
Just  then,  however,  the  If  discovered 
that  the  hand  of  Sos  were  marching 
single   file       behind   Tick  and  Took. 

Each  So  was  walking  straight  as  a 
-soldier,  and  this  was  the  reason.  Be- 
side each  one  marched  an  odd  creature, 
and  the  If  saw  just  what  you  would 
have  seen;  that  the  newcomers  were 
made  up  of  letters.  They  were  the 
Justs,  and  when  you  get  a  Just  and 
a  So  together  you  expect  them  to  be 
particular   about   everything   they    do. 

But  you  have  not  been  told  about 
the  May  Queen,  nor  of  the  beauties 
of  the  May  highway.  The  Queen  of 
Springtime  seemed  part  of  the 
glorious  morning,  in  her  dress 
of  gossamer  with  flowers  in 
each  fold  and  in  her  sun-gold 
hair.  It  was  her  winsome  face, 
her  joyous  smile,  her  merry 
laughter,  that  brought  more 
gladness  to  the  day. 

And  Diddy  Happen  and  his 
friends  were  happier  too,  than 
they  had  been  through  all 
their  journeyings.  As  they 
I walked  slowly  onward,  they 
came    unm-    -    *■        -     -» 


and  she  soon  was  joining  in  their 
play. 

Those  who  travel  the  road  of  the 
long  year  must  journey  ever  onward. 
So,  much  as  Diddy  and  his  friends 
would  have  liked  to  have  remained 
longer.  May  Day  and  its  Queen  were 
left   behind. 

It  was  a  wide  road,  and  a  little  fur- 
ther on  it,  they  saw  a  large,  flat  rock, 
on  which  were  sitting  several  small 
strangers.  Diddy  Happen  saw  that 
these  were  little  letter-men,  but  twice 
as  large  as  the  So  or  the  If.  There 
was  a  great  clattering  of  tongues,  for 
all  of  the  little  chaps  were  talking, 
and  Diddy  noticed  that,  as  they  sat  in 
a  circle  on  a  large  stone,  a  big  book 
lay  open  in  the  centre  of  the  ring. 
Diddy  and  his  friends  stopped  and 
watched  the  quaint  chaps. 

"They  are  the  noisiest  of  all  the 
letter-men,"  said  Old  Dedder  Naher- 
rin,  "but  we  could  not  do  without 
them." 

One  of  the  little  fellows  stood  up 
on  the  stone,  and  Diddy  saw  at  once 
that  he  was  a  WORD. 

Just  then  the  letter-men  saw  Diddy. 
and  tumbling  and  falling  over  each 
other  in  their  hurry,  scrambled  onto 
the  open  pages  of  the  big  book,  which 
immediately  closed  with  a  loud  clap 
and   disappeared. 

"Why  did  they  wish  to  run  away?" 
asked   Diddy. 

"Those  letter-men  were  all  printed 
Words,  and  had  no  business  off  the 
pages  of  the  book,"  chuckled  Dedder 
Naherrin. 

As  Diddy  and  his 
friends  journeyed 
onward,  they  heard 
a  loud  whirring  be- 
hind them,  and  be- 
fore they  could  turn 
to  see  what  it  was, 
something  whirled 
past  them.  It  was 
the  Pink  Star  that 
they  had  last  seen 
balanced  on  the 
May-pole.  It  was 
spinning  like  a  cart- 
wheel without  a  rim. 
and  was  soon  lost  to 
sight  over  a  little 
hill  in  front  of 
them. 

The  travellers  saw 
a  broad  river  flow- 
ing through  the  valley  below  them. 
There  was  neither  boat  nor  bridge 
to  be  seen,  but  a  strange  figure  stood 
with  outstretched  arms  at  the 
water's  edge.  It  was  another  letter- 
man,  and  Diddy  spelled  his  name, 
S-T-O-P.  They  halted  a  short  dis- 
tance from  the  river,  while  the  Stop 
kept  his  place  in  the  middle  of  the 
road. 

Diddy    and    his    friends    were    won- 
dering   how    they    would    be    able    to 
cross     the     river,      when     they     were 
hailed  from  the  farther  bank.     It  was 
the     Pink      Star     again,      now 
floating    swiftly    toward    them 
over    the    smooth    waters.      As 
it    reached    the    bank    nearest 
Diddy,     the    Pink    Star    called 
out    loudly,    "All    aboard." 

The  Stop  had  disappeared, 
and  the  travellers  seated 
themselves  on  the  raft-like 
star.  It  was  a  bit  crowded, 
but  even  the  Sos  and  the  little 
t*    ~~~«™^,q     +r»     Ami     a     rvlace. 


One   of    the 
"Just"  men. 


Westclox  America  —  trim,  alert,  honest 

THE  America  paved  the  way  for  Big  Ben's 
success.  Thirty-four  years  ago  it  was  the 
only  Westclox  alarm.  It.  entered  the  field  as 
the  unknown  product  of  an  unknown  maker  and 
pushed  to  the  front  on  sheer  merit. 

Bringing  out  other  Westclox  did  not  dim  its 
success.     America  still  tops  the  sales  record. 

Trim,  alert,  honest,  this  clock  laid  down  a 
policy  which  has  stood  the  test  of  time. 
A  policy  all  Westclox  follow — quality. 

We  are  proud  of  America  and  of  the  construe 
tion  principle  that  America  pioneered  which 
stands  back  of  Westclox  success:  needle-fine 
pivots  of  polished  steel  that  reduce  friction. 
Westclox,  on  the  dial  and  tag  is  the  mark  of  a 
faithful  timekeeper. 

Western  Clock  Co. — makers  of  Westclox 
La  Salle  and  Peru,  111.,  U.S.A. 


A  Yale  Door  Closer 

completes  the  door 


AN  uncontrolled  door  is  a  nuisance  and  annoyance.  It  shakes  your  nerves 
with  its  banging  and  slamming  when  it  is  yanked  shut — and  it  is  a 
menace  to  health  when  it  stands  open  admitting  dust  and  germ-carryint; 
drafts  and  odors. 

Give  yourself  comfort  and  quiet  and  ease  with  a  Yale  Door  Closer — 
make  your  door  something  more  than  a  "hole  in  the  wall."  Insure  yourself 
of  doors  that  "close  as  soft  as  cotton" — doors  that  close  every  time,  and  do 
it  without  any  attention  or  remembering  on   your   part. 

You  can  get  the  Yale  Reversible  Door  Clospr  from  your  hardware  dealer — ami 
install  it  yourself  without  any  knowledge  of  its  internal  mechanism.  It  fits  right 
or  left  hand  doors  without  any  adjustment — and  comes  in  sizes  to  fit  every  type  aj.<i 
kind  of  door. 

But  be  sure  it  is  a  "Yale"  Door  Closer  you  get — the  trade-mark  "Yale"  is  put  on 
it  to  make  it  easy  for  you  to  be  sure.  Remember  to  look  for 
the  trade-mark  ••Yale" — the  same  trademark  that  is  the  world's 
guide  to  equality  and  service  and  fitness  in  Cylinder  Night  Latches, 
Padlocks,   and   Buildors'   Locks  and   Hardware. 

Yale   products   are   made   in    Canada  and 
are    jor    sale     throughout     the     Dominion 


Yale 

Bll'ld-rc' 

r  ardware 


Yal°   Cylinder 
N  gilt    Latch 


Yale 
Padlock 


Canadian  Vale  &  Towne  Limited.  JKakers  of  the  Z/ale  JJocks^ 

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The  Wall  ham  "Riverside" 
model.  Priced  from  $70.00 
upwards.  Many  other  U'al- 
tham    Mod,  Is  —  Ask    your 

jeweler. 


The  basic  reasons  for 
Waltham   supremacy 


1 


N  1854  the  first  factory  in  the  world  to 
manufacture  complete  watch  movements 
was  opened  at  Waltham. 

Before  that,  plates  were  fashioned  in  one 
place,  screws  in  another,  springs  in  another. 
All  the  parts,  produced  by  different  people 
in  different  places,  were  finally  assembled 
somewhere  else.  As  a  result,  the  time-keeping 
qualities  of  completed  movements  were  by  no 
means  reliable. 
Waltham  altered  this  condition. 
Waltham  replaced  hit-or-miss  methods  with 
standardization. 

At  Waltham  were  evolved  those  marvellous  auto- 
matic machines  which  replaced  much  hand-work, 
resulting    in   greater   precision. 

A  modern  Waltham  Watch  is  the  world's  finest 
achievement  in  watch-making.  To  own  a  Waltham 
is  not  only  to  be  assured  of  time  accuracy,  but  to 
have  the  prestige  which  comes  from  possessing  a 
watch    that   commands    respect   everywhere. 

WALTHAM 

the    world's    watch    over.   tiaae 

Waltham  Watch  Company,  Limited 

montreal 

Makers  and  Distributors  of  Waltham  Products 
in  Canada 

Factories :    Montreal,    Canada ;    Waltham,    U.S.A. 


Waltham  Grandfather 
Hall  (locks.  Mantel  and 
L,  athct  (all  colors!  Desk 
(  l„,  ksfor  homes  of  refine- 
ment.   Ask  your  jeweler. 


^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 


Acl'l  Years  of  Wear  "by  Dyeing  Wore, 
Dl-uranlod  Apparel  Like  Now 


You  can  diamond-dye  your  old  garments 
into  beautiful,  up-to-date,  stylish  effects, 
even  if  you  have  never  dyed  before. 
Really    fun! 

Try  Some  Article  and  See 

Don't  fear  you  will  spoil  your  material 
or  give  it  a  "dyed"  appearance.  Just  use 
old  reliable  "Diamond  Dyes."  Perfect 
results  are  sure  no  matter  if  your  material 


It's  easy  to  diamond-dye: 


House  Dresses 
Aprons 
Blouses 
Ribbons 
Children's  Coats 


Ginghams 

Skirts 

Waists 

Jackets 

Trimmings 


Stockings 

Sweaters 

Draperies 

Coverings 

Everything! 


City  Comforts  in  the  Country 

The  Joys  of  Country  Living  Are  Doubled 

When  the  Home  is  Equipped  With  a  Proper 

Sanitary  System 


be  wool  or  silk;  linen,  cotton,  or  mixed 
goods. 

You  Cannot  Make  a  Mistake 

The  Direction  Book  in  package  tells 
plainly  how  to  diamond-dye  over  any 
color.  Your  druggist  or  dealer  has  a 
"Diamond  Dye"  Color  Card  which  will 
help   you    match   your   material. 


ONE  of  the  first  features  of  life 
in  the  country,  which  folks 
accustomed  to  city  comforts 
miss,  is  the  lack  of  a  sanitary 
indoor  toilet.  This  fact  is  as 
serious  as  it  is  regrettable.  Not  only 
does  it  spell  a  very  great  inconveni- 
ence and  discomfort  but  it  is  certain- 
ly inimical  to  health — in  many  ways 
Added  to  this  is  another  fact  Quite  as 
important:  the  sanitary  conditions 
prevailing  in  the  ordinary  country 
home  stamp  rural  life  as  deficient. 
Even  though  it  is  little  discussed,  one 
chief  reason  why  young  people  do  not 
stay  on  the  farm  or  fail  to  appreciate 
the  full  joys  of  country  living,  is  be- 
cause of  the  lack  of  a  hundred  and 
one  small  details  such  as  this.  The 
young  folks  go  to  schools;  they  visit 
in  town;  they  experience  the  comforts 
of  modern  sanitary  appliances;  what  > 
wonder  then  that  the  unsanitary  in- 
convenience of  the  outhouse,  the  un- 
tidy disposal  of  kitchen  refuse,  the 
obnoxious  flies  and  the  general  lack 
of  modern  comforts,  stamp  country 
life  as  inferior  and  turn  young  folks 
against  the  farm  and  towa.rd  the  city. 
Since  the  invention  and  develop- 
ment of  the  modern  chemical  toilet, 
any  country  or  village  home,  no  mat- 
ter where  or  how  situated,  can  be  just 
as  easily  kept  sanitary  as  unsanitary. 
It  brings  system  and  order  into  home 
and  farm  activities.  It  means  having 
things  convenient,  saving  time,  aboli- 
tion of  wearisome  and  distasteful  dis- 
comforts. With  the  sanitary  home 
comes  a  clean  and  respectable  yard 
around  the  house.  In  such  a  home 
there  naturally  develops  a  feeling  of 
pride  and   respect. 

THE  chemical  toilet  system  proper- 
ly designed  and  efficiently  in- 
stalled, is  a  satisfactory  solution  of  the 
problem  of  disposal  in  unsewered 
localities.  It  is  true,  of  course,  that 
where  the  owner  can  afford  the  higher 
price,  the  problem  is  best  solved  by 
installing  a  septic  tank  system  with 
all  the  plumbing  that  such  a  system 
makes  possible.  But  for  the  ordinary 
rural  home  the  chemlical  toilet  system 
is  sufficient.  It  accomplishes  the 
three  essential  things:  (1)  Provides  an 
indoor  toilet;  (2)  Gives  privacy;  (3) 
Achieves  proper  sanitation  as  approv- 
ed by  the  leading  medical  and  health 
authorities   on  the   continent. 

A  chemical  toilet  system  can  be  in- 
stalled in  a  few  hours.  It  is,  com- 
paratively speaking,  low  in  price. 
But  because  of  its  simplicity  and  low 
cost,  it  offers  a  temptation  to  some 
manufacturers  to  produce  an  inferior 
equipment,  lacking  in  essential  feat- 
ures of  design.  The  chemical  toilet 
system,  it  should  be  clearly  under- 
stood, is  more  than  a  mere  chemical 
commode.  Properly  designed,  it  is  a 
complete,  self-contained  sewage  dis- 
posal system.  It  is  a  vital  principle  to 
have  the  bowl  properly  aerated.  The 
action  of  fresh  air  on  decayed  vege- 
table or  animal  matter,  as  you  have 
probably  noticed,  is  to  dry  out  the 
moisture',  destroying  odor.  Bacteria 
cannot  grow  without  moisture.  A 
current  of  air  in  the  toilet  arrests 
their  growth  by  removing  moisture 
through  evaporation.  A  good  chemical 
toilet  system  therefore  should  have  a 
scientifically  planned  ventilation  sys- 
tem to  create  suction  in  and  around 
ilic    tcflet    bowl,    aerating   its   interior 


surfaces,  and  at  the  same  time  draw- 
ing off  any  chemical  gas  through  a 
ventilation  pipe  which  goes  through 
the  roof  or  chimney. 

A  SECOND  feature  the  purchaser 
should  look  for  is  in  the  quality 
of  the  equipment.  The  tank  which 
holds  the  sewage  and  chemical  is 
usually  made  of  iron.  An  improperly 
treated  iron  will  be  quickly  ruined  by 
rust  and  chemical  action.  It  is  a 
further  advantage  if  the  tank  is 
equipped  with  some  device  in  the 
nature  of  an  agitator  to  hasten  the 
process  of  liquefaction  and  hence  of 
sterilization  and  purification.  A 
chemical  toilet  system  has  no  flush 
valves,  joints  and  traps.  It  is  only 
necessary  to  drain  off  the  tank  very 
infrequently — on  the  average,  about 
twice  a  year.  It  is  usual,  though  not 
essential,  to  do  this  by  connecting  the 
tank  to  a  leaching  pool  made  of  an 
old  rain-barrel,  sunk  into  the  grounl 
and  filled  with  stones. 

The  chemlical  approved  by  the 
authorities  has  caustic  properties 
which  liquefy  all  vegetable  and 
animal  matter  and  completely  purify 
sewage,  reducing  it  to  the  original 
natural  substances,  suitable  for  ming- 
ling again  with  the  soil.  The  chemical 
should  be  in  flake  form  making  it  easi- 
er and  safer  to  handle.  The  cost  for 
chemical  for  the  average  family 
calls  for  only  a  quite  insignificant  ex- 
penditure   every   year. 

A  chemical  toilet  system,  can  be 
located  wherever  convenient  about  the 
rural  home,  on  the  second  or  on  the 
ground  floor. 


Sketch  of  a  sanitary  sys- 
tem   when    installed. 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


71 


An  Indoor  Toilet  for  Health,  Comfort,  Pride 

Only  a  few  hours'  job  will  get  rid  of  the  abominable  outhouse 


Another   Winter   of   Thist 


NO  one  living  in  the  country- 
need  put  up  with  the  dis- 
comfort and  disagreeable 
features  of  a  loathsome  out- 
house. And  no  one  ought  to.  For  the 
outhouse  spells  disease — it  is  the  thief 
of   good   health. 

Science  has  de- 
vised a  simple, 
effective  system 
of  sewage  dis- 
posal for  rural 
places  and  un- 
sewered  locali- 
ties. A  system 
that  gives  per- 
fect sanitation ; 
that  makes  an 
indoor  toilet  pos- 
sible; that  gives  the  same  comfort,  con- 
venience and  privacy  as  folks  in  the  city 
have  where  water  closets  are  used;  that 
is  just  as  free  from  trouble;  that  adds 
just  as  much  refinement  to  the  home. 

Simple,  Scientific,  Effective 

Yet  the  Kaustine  system  needs 
no  water,  no  sewer  connections. 
Note  the  two  illustrations  at 
the  right.    Kaustine  chemical — a 

powerful  disinfectant  —  aided  by  the 
propeller  agitator,  immediately  breaks 
up  sewage  in  the  tank,  destroys  germs, 
eliminates  odors. 

Health  authorities  all  over  the  continent 
have  given  this  system  their  approval. 
Because   it  is  absolutely  sanitary.     Be- 


KAUSTINE  CO.,   Limited,  TORONTO. 

Kindly  send  me  literature  and  further  information  on 
ijour  sanitary  toilet  system. 


Name    . 
Address 


cause  it  gets  rid  of  unhealthy 
flies  and  odors. 

Thoroughly  ventilated  —  so 
that  suction  keeps  the  inner 
surface  of  the  bowl  dry. 

Don't  confuse  the  Kaustine 
Waterless  Toilet  with  a  mere 
chemical  commode  or  closet 
which  has  to  be  baled  out — 
often.  The  Kaustine  system 
needs  attention  but  twice  a  year.  And 
even  this  means  only  opening  a  simple 
valve  which  may  be  connected  to  a  drain 
pipe,  carrying  off  the  sterilized  sewage 
to  a  leaching  pool. 

Quickly  Installed 

Anyone  can  install  the  Kaustine 
system.     And  it  can  be  done  in 
a  few  hours.    No  expert  help  is 
needed.    There  is  no  com- 
plicated   work — the    units 
go     together     without 
trouble. 

It  can  be  located  in  your 
home  wherever  conveni- 
ent— in  a  lean-to,  in  one 
of  the  rooms,  upstairs  or 
downstairs. 

And  less  than  fifty  bushels 
of  wheat  will  buy  it! 


In       Summer   ■ — ■   Infested 

with      Disease-Bearing 

Flies. 


Positive  Long-Term 
Guarantee 

The  tank  and  all  metal  parts 
of  this  system  are  made  of 
Armco  (rustless)  Iron,  and 
are  specially  treated.  They 
will  outlast  a  lifetime. 


The  bowl  is  of  vitreous  china, 
attractively  designed.  Seat  is 
oak.  Extra  heavy  nickel-plated  bar 
hinge.  A  quality  job  through  and 
through !  There  are  over  40,000  Kaustine 
systems  in  use — in  schools,  factories, 
railway  stations,  farm  homes.  With  every 
installation  we  have  given  our  positive 
long-term  guarantee  of  satisfaction. 
SEND  THE  COUPON  NOW 

If  you   value   family   health,   if  you    have   respect 
for   personal    pride,    if   you   appreciate    comfort — 
learn    more   about   the    Kaustine    system.      Don't 
put    up    with    the    disagreeable    outhouse    when 
for    so    small     a    sum    you    can     have    the    con- 
venience   and    comfort    of    a 
modern    Indoor  toilet.      Write 
for  our  literature.  Ask  about 
our    service.      Ask    us    about 
some      near-by      installation. 
Send    the    coupon.       Now. 


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Waterless  Toilets 


School  Boards  and  Factory  Managers  will  be  in- 
terested in  hearing  the  complete  Kaustine  story. 
We  will  gladly  send  you  photographs,  literature 
and  testimonials  about  many  installations  that 
will    interest  you. 

KAUSTINE  CO.,  Limited,  TORONTO 


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Any  obstruction,  such  as  submerged  logs,  driftwood,  rocks, 
reefs,  sandbars,  etc.,  that  hits  the  Skeg  (see  illustration  above) 
automatically  raises  the  Propeller  and  Shaft  into  the  Propeller 
Housing,  Skeg  making  continuation  of  keelson,  at  the  same  time 
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Girls!  Your  hair  needs  a  little  "Danderine" — that's  all!  When 
it  becomes  lifeless,  thin  or  loses  its  lustre;  when  ugly  dandruff 
appears,  or  your  hair  falls  out,  a  35-cent  bottle  of  delightful, 
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72 


Just  as  Fresh 

from  the  Package  as  from  the  Oven 


This  is  the  way  McCor- 
mick's  Jersey  Cream  Sodas 
are  delivered  to  you.  The 
waxed  paper  wrapper 
and  the  reinforced  cardboard 
package — hermetically  sealed 
— preserve  their  oven  fresh- 
ness, crispness  and  purity. 

The  sealed  packages  help 
us  maintain  the  high  qualify 
you  have  learned  to  demand. 


M  Cormick's 

Jersey  Cream  Sodas 

Sold  fresh  everywhere.      In  sealed  packages. 
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124 


Keep  Your  Silver 
Looking  Like  New 

Stains  and  tarnish  on  knives,  forks 
and  other  pieces  of  silver  soon 
disappear  when  you  use 

IDEAL  SILVER  CREAM 

It  leaves  a  brilliant  and  lasting  lustre. 

Ideal  does  not  scratch  or  mar  the  most  delicate  surface.    Try 

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Successors  to  Domestic  Specialty  Co.,  Limited 

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Good  MngBi  more  especially  the  old  famlllai  ones,  will  never  < i i « - 
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the  land  should  have  •>   I i.   ol   ii Id     ""■  b,  that   the  children   might  learn 

i:   tin'  ballads  so  popular  with   their  parents  and  grandparents  years  ami. 

CANADA'S  SONG   BOOK 

Contains  a  splendid  selection  of  representative  National  Airs.  Hymns,  Hounds. 
Ballads,  etc  \rranged  with  music  foi  class  Blnglng  in  one  or  two  parts 
You  should  get  this  honk.  By  a  special  arrangement  with  the  publishers  we  are 
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CANADIAN  HOME  JOURNAL, 

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HAMILTSH  1*1  RMl  DA 

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Kills  Bugs.  Flies 
Fleas,    Roaches 


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Canadian    Home    Journal. 

The  May  Patterns 

•IM'EI)     KROM     PAGE    5  3.) 

front  of  the  blouse  is  headed  in  design 
11554.  No.  8712 — Ladies'  Three-piece 
Skirt.      Designed    for    24    to    3  4    waist. 

8699 — Ladies'  Long-waisted  Kimono 
Blouse.      Designed    for    34    to    42    bust. 

8760 — Ladies'  Two-piece  Gathered 
Skirt.     Designed  for  24  to  40  waist. 

8728 — Ladies'  One-  piece  Gathered 
Skirt.       Designed    for    24    to    30    waist. 

8528 — Ladies'  Four-piece  Gathered 
Skirt.      Designed    for    24    to    3  1    waist. 

(From   page   50.) 

Dress  8802,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12548.  blue  or  yellow. 
25  cents. 

Dress  8790,   25  cents. 

Dress  8812,   25   cents 

Dress  8787,   25   cents. 

Blouse  8814,  25  cents. 

Skirt  8733.  20  cents. 

Blouse  8819.  25  cents. 

Skirt  8733,  20  cents. 

Dress  8822,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12561,  blue  or  yellow. 
20  cents. 

Dress  8771.   25  cents. 

Beading  12376.  blue  or  yellow.  20 
cents. 


NO  JOKE  TO  BE  DEAF 


—EVERY  DEAF  PERSON  KNOWS  THAI 
I  make  m,VH#Jf  hear,  after  belntf  d*a 
year*,  with  these  Arti- 
ficial K&r  Drums.  I  wear 
thrm  day  and  night.  They 
are  perfectly  comfortable. 
No  one  nee*  them.  Write 
vat  and  i  will  tell  you  a 
true  etory.  how  I  fot 
deaf  and  how  I  make  you 
hear.    Addreai 


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Designed    for 
Designed    for 


K7!)0 — Misses'     Dress 
14   to  20   years 

8812 — Misses'    Dress 
14   to  20   years. 

8819 — Misses'  Slip-on  Blouse.  De- 
signed for  14  to  20  years.  No.  8733 — 
Misses'  One-piece  Gathered  Skirt. 
Designed    for    14    to   20   years. 

8822 — Misses'  Dress.  Designed  for 
14   to  20   years. 

8771 — Misses'  Dress.  Designed  for 
14   to   20  years. 

(From  page  51.) 

Child's    Coat   8686,   25   cents. 

Girls  Dress  8750,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12510,  blue  or  yellow. 
20  cents. 

Dress  8772,  25  cents. 

Dress  8777,   25  cents. 

Boys'  Suit  8748,  20  cents. 

Girls'  Cape  8586,  20  cents 

Rompers  8742,  20  cents. 

Dress  8734,  25  cents. 

Dress  8780,  20  cents. 

Dress  8772,  20  cents. 

Scallop  12567,  blue  or  yellow.  3ft) 
cents. 

Dress  8765,   25   cents. 

Boys'   Suit  8754,  20  cents. 

Girls'  Guimpe  Dress  8745,  25  cents. 

Juniors'  Dress  8770,  25  cents. 

Dress  8756,  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12564,  blue  or  yellow, 
25   cents. 

Dress  8761.  25  cents. 

Embroidery  12564,  blue  or  yellow 
25   cents. 

8748 — Boys'  Suit.  Designed  for  2 
to   6  years. 

8586 — Girls'  Cape.  Designed  for  2 
to  12  years. 

8742 — Child's  Rompers.  Designed 
for    1    to    4    years. 

8734 — -Girls'  and  Juniors'  Dress. 
Designed  for  6  to  14  years. 

8780 — Girls'  and  Juniors'  Dress. 
Designed  for  S   to  14   years. 

8772 — Child's  One-piece  Dress.  De- 
signed   for    1    to    4    years. 

8765 — Juniors'  One-piece  Dress.  De- 
signed for  13  to  17  years. 

8754 — Boys'  Suit.  Designed  for  1 
to    4    years. 

8745- — Girls'  Guimpe  Dress.  De- 
signed   for   ti    to    12   years. 

8770 — Juniors'  Dress.  Designed  for 
13    to    17   years. 

8756 — Girls'  and  Juniors'  One- 
piece  Dress.  Designed  for  6  to  14 
years. 

87(il  t  litis'  and  Juniors'  Guimpe 
Dress.      Designed    for    6    to    1 4    years. 


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Medicated    Ea' 
Drum 
Pit.   Not.  3.    ov 
P.  Way.  Artificial  Ear  Drum  Co.  (lot 
7    Adalalda    St.,    DttrsK.     Mich 


Canadian  Women's 
Institutes 

(CONTINUED     FROM     PAOE      58.) 

providing  a  delightful  evening's  enter- 
tainment when  the  annual  banciuet 
was  held,  consisting  of  an  oyster 
supper  and  a  programme  of  musical 
numbers  and  addresses.  A  short  time 
before,  the  Club  had  received  a  visit 
from  the  superintendent,  Miss  Chute, 
and  her  assistant.  Miss  Huzzell.  At 
an  afternoon  meeting  the  latter  save 
a  demonstration  in  "Dressmaking  and 
Remodelling."  Tea  was  afterwards 
served,  and  in  the  evening  Miss  Chute 
gave  an  address  on  "The  "Value  of  a 
Homemakers'  Club  to  the  Com- 
munis."      One    of   the    Club    members 

■  A'TIXfED    ON    PACE    75.) 


May,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


73 


Brighten  your  Home 
and    Lighten    your  Housework 

No  matter  where  ycm  live,  all  the  com- 
forts and  conveniences  of  power  and 
electric  light  can  be  yours. 

The  "F"  Power  <&  Light  Plant 

means  brilliantly  lighted  rooms  at  the  touch  of  a  button — stairways,  cellar, 
pantry,  all  as  bright  as  day  in  a  second.  No  lamps  to  fill,  no  chimneys  to  clean, 
no  danger  frcm  oil  cans,  matches,  or  overturned  lights. 

Ectter  light  saves  the  eyes  and  makes  the  home  more  cheerful  and  attrac- 
tive to  every  member  of  the  family. 

The  power  from  this  plant  means  a  wonderful  saving  of  work  around  the 
house.  It  runs  the  pump,  washing  machine,  chum,  cream  separator,  and  other 
light  machines,  and  it  dees  every  job  easily  and  quickly.  It  is  so  simple  that 
it  requires  practically  no  attention  to  operate. 

The  "F"  plant  also  supplies  current  for  electrical  appliances,  such  as 
electric  ircn,  vacuum  cleaner,  toaster,  percolator,  fan  and  heater. 

The  advantages  of  the  "F"  Power  and  Light  Plant  in  the  home  appeal  to 
every  rural  family,  and  its  low  price  and  economy  in  operation,  enable  most 
every  house  owner  to  enjoy  the  great  benefits  it  makes  possible. 

Let  us  mail  you  a  catalogue,  which  will  give  you  complete  particulars  of  the 
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Mcde  in  Toronto,  Canada,  and  guaranteed  by 

The  Canadian  Fairbanks-Morse 

Co.  Limited 

ST.  JOHN,       QUEBEC,       MONTREAL,       CTTAWA,        TORONTO, 

HAMILTON,    WINDSOR,    WINNIPEG, 

REGINA,      SASKATOON,       CALGARY, 

VANCOUVER,       VICTORIA, 


Ag'ents 
Wanted 

in  every  district  to 
handle  this  biggest 
and  easiest  selling 
proposition  and 
giveowners  the  kind 
of  service  which  has 
built  the  reputation 
of  this  Company. 


40-LIGHT 
PLANT 

$495 

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"You  Are" Out  of  Order!" 


This  may  sound  like  a  patent  medi- 
cine advertisement.  The  "Out  of 
Order"  refers  to  a  predicament  in 
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Volume  Seventeen 


Number   Two 


THE  ALMOSTS— By  Helen  MacMurchy 


THE  work  of  Dr.  Helen  MacMurchy  is  so  -well  known 
throughout  the  Dominion  that  she  needs  no  introduction 
to  JOURNAL  readers.  The  Civil  Service  Commission 
at  Ottawa  has  recently  appointed  Dr.  MacMurchy  to  take 
charge  of  the  Child  Welfare  Division  in  connection  with  the 
newly  instituted  Ministry  of  Health — and  every  Canadian 
acquainted  with  Dr.  MacMurchy's  work,  whether  as  teacher, 
physician  or  in  connection  with  the  work  for  the  feeble- 
minded as  carried  on  under  the  Ontario  Government,  rejoices 
in  the  wisdom  of  the  Commission's  choice. 

The  publication  at  this  time  of  Dr.  MacMurchy's  book, 
"The  Almosts,"  which  is  a  study  of  the  feeble-minded,  is  of 
peculiar  interest,  since  it  is  but  recently  that  the  community 
has  recognized  its  responsibility  toward  this  class  of  citizens 
— afflicted  and  handicapped,  but  by  no  means  useless.  The 
five  chapters  of  this  volume  consider  such  characters  as  pre- 
sented by  the  great  writers  from  Shakespeare  to  Nathaniel 
Hawthorne,  and  conclude  with  an  appeal  to  give  them  a 
chance.  We  are  permitted  to  pub- 
lish the  following  extracts  from  the 
closing  chapter: — 


"Little  Dorrit  showed  right  feeling  and  a  true  instinct  in 
dealing  with  the  mentally  defective.  She  was  a  'Little  Mother' 
to  poor  Maggy,  but  she  said  she  would  far  rather  see  her 
sister  working  hard  for  a  living  than  rich  and  married  to 
Young  Sparkler.  We  do  wrong  when  we  permit  a  mental 
defective  to  become  a  parent. 

"Those  who  know  anything  about  the  work  of  orphanages, 
refuges  and  other  charitable  institutions;  those  who  have 
been  on  duty  in  'locked  wards'  or  maternity  wards  of  hospi- 


tals; those  who  are  aware  o 
fathered  baby  (did  you  ever 
that  baby  is!);  those  who  wo 
person  needs  to  be  told  what  f 
cash,  in  self-respect,  in  social 
'Our  duty  to  our  neighbor  rr^ 
duty  to  posterity.'     We 
social  evils  until  we  deal 
block  of  the  mental  defective 


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"Simple  pleasures  and  occupations 
are  all  the  feeble-minded  need.  The 
occupations  of  children  make  them 
perfectly  happy.  Barnaby,  a  strong 
man,  playing  with  his  skein  of 
string,  listening  to  the  same  inter- 
minable story  which  his  mother  told 
him  every  day,  and  which  he  never 
remembered  the  next  day,  is  the 
very  type  of  the  feeble-minded  per- 
son who  can  be  made  and  kept 
happy,  safe  and  well  occupied  at 
•  little  expense  and  with  great  success 
and  benefit  to  himself  and  others. 
The  .marvelous  improvement  that 
care,  kindness  and  training  bring 
about  in  the  feeble-minded  is  almost 
incredible  to  those  who  have  not 
learned  it  at  first  hand.  Maggy,  who 
'was  never  to  be  more  than  ten 
years  old,  however  long  she  lived,' 
under  the  motherly  care  of  Little 
Dorrit  'began  to  take  pains  to  im- 
prove herself,'  'got  enough  to  do  to 
support  herself,'  'was  allowed  to 
come  in  and  out  as  often  as  she 
liked.' 

"There  are  those  like  'Jo'  and 
'Sloppy'  and  'Alice'  who  are  accused 
of  being  mentally  defective  when 
they  are  far  otherwise.  Beware  the 
gifted  amateur,  particularly  those 
bearing  Binet  tests  which  they  do 
not  understand.  Beware  also  the  de-humanized  expert — 
another  great  public  danger.  We  should  all  consider  ourselves 
'Counsel  for  the  Accused'  and  never  whisper  'feeble-minded' 
unless  and  until  mental  defect  is  clearly  and  unquestionably 
proved. 

"The  dark  tragedies  involved  in  this  problem  are,  natural- 
ly, and  properly  enough,  lightly  touched  upon  in  fiction.  Miss 
Fanny,  though  she  said  Young  Sparkler  was  'almost  an  idiot,' 
and  despised  him  for  his  mental  feebleness,  married  him  in 
the  end.  He  could  not  earn  a  living — he  had  no  more  mind 
or  will  of  his  own  than  'a  boat  when  it  is  towed  by  a  steam- 
ship.' 

"But  we  realize  now  what  no  one  realized  then — that  mar- 
riage with  a  mental  defective  brings  the  curse  of  mental 
defect  upon  the  children.  Many  of  the  Susan  Nippers  and 
Miss  Fannys  of  the  present  generation  know  that  now,  and 
soon  all  will  know  it. 


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for  us  to  admit  that  ours  is  a  lip  loyalty  which  does 
not  extend  as  far  south  as  the  pocket. 

Circumstances  are  altering  circulations,  and  this 
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from  fifty-four  to  sixty-one  less  tons  of  American 
magazines  each  week  than  during  former  times. 
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condition — and  the  situation  is  not  likely  to  show 
any   change   to  wider   distribution. 

The  excellence  in  style  and  contents  of  many 
weekly  and  monthly  publications  coming  to  Canada 
from  the  United  States  will  be  cheerfully  admitted 
by  all  readers.  That  they  should  be  read  to  the 
exclusion  of  worthy  Canadian  publications  is 
neither  a  patriotic  nor  a  progressive  policy  for  the 
Canadian  public.  If  your  home  is  to  be  truly 
Canadian  in  atmosphere,  then  you  must  have  not 
only  the  Canadian  newspaper,  but  the  made-in- 
Canada   magazine   also. 

Give  the  literature  and  art  of  the  Dominion  a 
chance  and  you  will  find  yourself  a  better  Cana- 
dian, with  a   Sydney-to-Victoria  width  of  outlook. 


lem  of  the  poor  un- 
yourself  how  innocent 
prison  reform^no  such 
mindedness  costs  in  hard 
gradation — and  degeneracy, 
now  be  held  to  include  our 
conquer  our  two  worst 
d  remove    this  stumbling- 
lcn  stands  in  a  causal  relation 
to  them  both.      It  is  not  the  only 
thing    we  have  to  do,  but  is  there 
any  other  one  thing  that  would  help 
as  much  in  solving  our  social  prob- 
lems as  dealing  firmly,  wisely  and 
kindly  with  mentally  defective  per- 
sons? 

"These  two  problems  are  closely 
connected  with  each  other,  and  they 
cannot  be  effectively  dealt  with 
unless  we  stop  neglecting  the  men- 
tally defective  and  reorganize  chari- 
table institutions,  work  for  depen- 
dents and  delinquents,  procedure  in 
criminal  courts,  and,  above  all,  edu- 
cation and  school-work,  according  to 
the  facts,  recognizing  mental  defec- 
tives as  children,  the  wards  of  the 
State,  who  must  receive  the  train- 
ing, protection  and  care — in  one 
word,  the  home  that  they  need,  so 
that  they  do  not  mingle  with  the 
general  community.  Hattie  Wan- 
hope  was  recognized  at  school.  She 
should  have  been  taken  into  care 
then.  Poor  Hattie  is  far  more  dan- 
gerous to  the  Nation  than  Maggy 
or  Barnaby  Rudge. 

"A  hundred  years  ago  people  be- 
gan to  deal  more  justly,  kindly  and 
sensibly  with  lunatics  and  with 
mental  defectives  because  they  be- 
gan to  conjecture  that  lunatics  were 
sick  and  had  need  of  a  physician, 
and  mental  defectives  were  perma- 
nent children  and  needed  permanent 
parents.  In  the  hundred  years  since, 
in  our  well-meant  efforts  to  do  good,  we  have  often  only  tried 
to  help  the  mentally  unfit  to  do  the  things  they  are  unfit  to  do, 
such  as  attempting  to  make  a  home.  The  mentally  defective 
are  those  who  cannot  make,  or  help  to  make,  a  home. 

"We  must  make  a  happy  and  permanent  home  for  them  dur- 
ing their  lives.    The  only  Permanent  Parent  is  the  State. 

"If  a  hundred  years — and  the  Great  War — and  the  sacrifice 
of  the  'chief  of  our  strength'  in  this  generation — the  glory  of 
our  youth — who  gave  their  lives  for  the  Peace  and  the  Free- 
dom and  the  Justice  of  the  world — if  THIS — and  the  coming 
of  Democracy,  so  that  we  all  have  a  share  in  determining 
national  thinking  and  acting — have  made  us  wiser — and  there 
are  signs  that  seem  to  say  'Yes' — then  the  mind  of  the  Nation 
will  rise  nearer  to  the  level  of  our  great  writers,  and  we  shall 
see  somewhat  more  clearly  what  is  and  what  is  not  meant  by 
this  National  problem  of  the  mentally  defective,  and  see  our 
duty  to  them  and  to  the  Nation — and  set  ourselves  to  do  it." 


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AMERICANS  think  cultivated  English  speech 
affected  to  absurdity.  They  are  never  tired 
of  caricaturing  it.  A  representative  Ameri- 
can— from  Chicago — not  long  ago  expressed  to 
me  his  astonishment  when  he  found  young  Brit- 
ish officers,  in  France,  who  conversed  in  a  fash- 
ion that  seemed  to  him  the  limit  of  fatuity,  par- 
ticularly good  at  their  jobs.  It  seemed  to  him 
that  people  who  talked  in  so  foolish  a  fashion 
must  have  some  vacuity  to  match.  He  did  not 
realize,  as  he  amiably  snapped,  and  good-natured- 
ly snarled  these  opinions  at  me,  that  the  difference 
in  the  speech  of  the  educated  EkyAlishman  and 
the    educated    American    arises^jpnwly    from    the 


fact  that  the  Englishman 

the   American, 

talk   of  a  ch 

is  watched.        f  he 

a   Cockney 

isf  correct 

ren  are 

yymay  no 
ction  so. 

ropean. 

ce  is  th 


o  speak,  and 

is    not.      The 

English   family 

rop  his  h's  or  catch 

nurse,    the    tendency 

oilant   reason   why   English 

e  early  from  India  is  that 


[acqui^'the  much  disliked  "chi-chi" 
characteristic  of  the  "country-bred" 
.intonation  and  production  of  the 
5ght  so  important,  that  it  has  become 
a  test  for  class,  especially  among  men.  "He  spoke 
like  a  gentleman";  "he  had  the  voice  of  a  gentle- 
man,"— how  often  one  hears  that  phrase  in  Eng- 
land! And  how  difficult  it  would  be  to  apply 
any  such  test  on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic. 

Canadians  are  more  respectful  to  the  "English 
accent"  than  Americans  are — indeed  they  admire 
and  enjoy  it,  especially  in  the  theatres.  "It  is  so 
delightful  to  hear  English  voices,"  is  often  said 
of  a  travelling  company  in  this  country.  But  the 
flattery  stops  short  of  emulation.  Like  the  Am- 
ericans, we  negleot  the  education  of  the  voice. 
The  manner  of  speech  of  the  majority  of  the 
people  has  been  allowed  to  capture  the  conver- 
sation of  the  whole  nation,  and  the  majority  is 
much  too  busy  on  farms  and  in  factories,  to  pay 
much  attention  to  the  mere  matter  of  talking. 
Educated  Canadians  are  careful  about  their  gram- 
mar and  the  pronunciation  of  long  words,  and 
seem  to  think  the  matter  ends  there.  Boys  at 
the  public  schools  talk  as  the  other  boys  talk — 
there  is  a  subconscious  feeling  that  to  be  more 
particular  would  not  be  good  democratic  man- 
ners. Strong  flavours  of  the  Irish,  Scotch  and 
North  Country  immigrants  survive  in  our  speech, 
though  actual  brogue,  like  the  Cockney  quality, 
is  soon  lost  in  the  general  Americanization  of  the 
language. 

I  T  is  a  hard  saying  and  not  a  pleasant  reflection, 
*■  but  I  do  not  think  that  Canadians  of  the 
present  generation  in  the  least  realize  how  badly 
they  speak.  Their  fathers  and  mothers,  still 
more  their  grandfathers  and  grandmothers, 
nearer  to  the  parent  tongue  in  the  parent  islands, 
have  far  better  qualities  of  voice.  The  conviction 
is  borne  in  upon  me  t>y  hearing  my  young  com- 
patriots ridicule  American  speech.  How  shall  I 
ever  hope  to  be  forgiven  when  I  declare  that  their 
own  is  often  worse!  I  am  speaking  now,  as 
constantly,  of  the  well-to-do  body  of  our  people, 
not  of  a  comparative  few  of  careful  training  and 
acquaintance  with  other  standards  than  their 
own,  who,  in  Canada,  as  in  the  United  States, 
speak  English  as  it  is  spoken  in  Edinburgh  or 
Oxford,  or  anywhere  else  by  cultivated  people. 
Apart   from   these,    comparison    of   the   speech    of 


our  professional  and  business  classes,  with  that 
of  the  same  folk  on  the  other  side  of  the  line, 
especially  east  of  Chicago,  cannot  be  said  to  re- 
dound in  our  favour  to  any  sensitive  ear.  The 
Americans  have  a  net  quality  in  their  talk,  an  in- 
cisiveness  and  a  clearness  that  we  have  not.  They 
have    also    more    variety    of    inflection,    and    they 


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speak  no  whit  more  through  their  noses  than 
do  we.  It  is  a  habit  which  they,  and  not  we, 
have  planted  on  this  continent,  but  it  has  spread 
across  the  border,  and  thrives  all  too  abundantly 
on  our  side. 

BUT  these  are  general  charges,  and  I  may  well 
be  asked  to  particularize.  Am  I  finding  fault 
because  Canadians  do  not  find  it  "natural"  to  use 
the  broad  "a"?     Not  at  all.     If  we  like  our  "grass" 


flat  there  is  no  reason  why  we  should  not  have 
it  in  that  condition.  And  in  any  case  it  is  per- 
haps well  to  be  wary  of  the  enthusiasm  that  pro- 
nounces "Canada"  "Conada,"  in  the  undiscrim. 
inating  adoption  of  that  vowel  by  the  England- 
returned.  But  how  often  do  you  hear  the  "o"  in 
"or"  and  "for"  given  its  proper  roundness,  and 
how  often  do  you  hear  "er"  and  "fer"?  Do  we 
trouble  to  get  out  the  whole  of  "to-morrow,"  or 
do  we  use  the  indolent  Irish  "to-morrah"?  Wh;it 
about  "you"  and  "your"?  I  hear  them  "yeh,"  and 
"yer."  "It"  is  nearly  always  "ut."  "Can"  is  apt 
to  slide  into  "kin."  The  final  "ing"  in  "going"  i6 
prone  to  disappear  altogether — "goin'  "  we  say,  in 
our  haste.  It  is  the  slovenly  Irish  that  have  de- 
moralized us  most,  because  their  enunciation  is 
the  easiest. 

WE  are  not  bj  nature  a  buoyant  people. 
Neither  are  the  Americans,  for  all  their 
levity,  and  we  less  than  they.  Take  any  Pullman 
car  and  consider  the  faces.  Youth  has  a  certain 
inalienable  cheer,  but  few  Canadians  over  forty 
show  it.  Men  and  women  alike,  but  particularly 
the  men,  wear-  an  expression  of  extreme  serious- 
ness. In  the  men  it  is  plainly  the  result  of  ex- 
treme concentration  upon  business — they  cannot 
so  much  as  read  a  newspaper  without  girding 
their  loins.  Anxiety  is  more  graven  upon  the 
faces  of  the  ladies,  with  a  little  plaintiveness — 
perhaps  the  reflex  from  a  domestic  situation  that 
has  never  been  too  easy.  And  this  mental  atti- 
tude is  again  given  forth  in  the  tones  of  the  Can- 
adian voice.  Like  the  American,  it  is  almost 
entirely  composed  of  head  notes,  yet  it  has  a  low 
and  melancholy  pitch,  as  if  all  the  vocal  chords 
were  permanently  depressed.  This  often  adds  im- 
mensely to  the  effect  in  telling  a  funny  story,  but, 
unhappily,  funny  stories  have  but  a  small  part 
in  the  communications  of  daily  life.  I  know  a 
pair  of  lovely  Canadian  girls,  happy,  normal,  at- 
tractive girls,  the  pitch  of  whose  conversation 
its  one  complaining  whine.  They  are  not  in  the 
least  aware  of  it,  and,  oddly  enough,  they  sing 
quite  agreeably.  As  a  rule,  our  Canadian  voice 
is  flat,  dry,  drawling  and  monotonous.  It  has 
little  emotional  richness  or  inflectional  variety. 
The  substitute,  among  men,  for  these  things,  is 
an  over-emphasis,  oddly  applied,  to  brief  sen- 
tences upon  unimportant  matters. 

There  is  no  reason  why  this  should  be  so.  Our 
vocal  equipment  is  as  good  as  that  of  any  other 
nation.  Our  chests  are  as  broad,  our  lungs  as 
deep.  Our  outlook  on  life  is  as  gay  and  as  hope- 
ful. We  have  simply  never  thought  of  the  ne- 
cessity of  voice  training — left  it  to  come  of  itself; 
•and  it  has  come   of  itself  with  a  vengeance. 

First,  we  should  think  about  voice  production — 
make  a  habit  qf  listening  privately,  criticising  and 
comparing.  The  worst  of  -our  tricks  and  care- 
lessnesses are  easily  recognized  and  avoided.  In 
the  course  of  time,  we  may  come  to  realize  that 
it  is  no  derogation  of  our  independence  to  bring 
a  few  teachers  of  elocution  across  the  Atlantic. 
It  is  no  defence  to  hold  that  the  English  of  Can- 
ada is  just  as  good  as  the  English  of  England. 
It  isn't.  You  don't  expect  to  find  the  best  French 
in  Quebec,  or  go  to  Cuba  for  Spanish.  It  is  a  dis- 
ability of  the  colonial  states  that  practice  of  the 
language  must  to  some  extent  degenerate.  There 
is  no  reason,  however,  once  the  fact  is  recognized, 
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AnArlistHasaStraTiH  ' ^   i';1','i   M  linr^i.haUho  Supreme  Beauty  is  of  the  Sou 


whose  be 


IF   it   were   not   for   the   curious   end   to 
the  affair  it  would   not   be  worth  re- 
lating.     It   was   so    manifestly   ironic; 
one  of  those  cases  where  life  appears  in 
the  guise  of  an  irrepressible  jester,  turn- 
ing to    smile    behind    his   hand.      Yet,    in 
spite    of    the    burlesque    irony    of    it   all, 
there  was  something  unquestionably  fine 
in  the  way  in  which  Knowles  cast  down 
his  idols,  tossed  them  aside,  denied  their 
very  existence.      For  Knowles'    idols  had 
been    firmly    placed.     Anyone    knowing    him     at 
that   time    would    have    said   that,    as    he    was,    so 
he  would  have  continued  to  the  end.      But  there 
is  always  in  life  the  incalculable  factor,  the  eter- 
nal   surprise    in    the    play    of    circumstance    upon 
character  which  upsets  all  calculations. 

I  never  knew  Lena  at  all  intimately,  so  I  could 
not  be  conscious  of  the  personal  element  as  far  as 
she  was  concerned.  To  me  she  was  as  the  char- 
acter in  a  play,  perhaps  even  more  like  a  shadowy 
figure  projected  on  a  screen.  She  passed  and  re- 
p  tssed  before  me  a  score  of  tij^es,  yet  nothing  of 
herself  penetrated  my  coAs^JoLsness  except  the 
that  she  was -unco»njmMly  beautiful — and 
Knowles  had  told  me  that./    " 

He  would  sit  knd  talkl<6f  her  in  quite  an  ab- 
surd fashion;  thtre  was  no  doubt  that  he  was  in- 
aroudWf  rfis  wife.  My  ethics  had  al- 
iden  Jjie  to  discuss  woman,  but  as  I 
'bifore?T^ena,  for  me,  was  not  so  much 
of  my  acquaintance  as  a  character  to 
Helen  of  Troy,  or  a  Cleopatra, 
ity  had  in  it  all  the  potential  elements 
for  tragedy.  Knowles  would  sit  on  my  verandah, 
his  arms  crossed  upon  his  fiat  chest,  seated  with  a 
convenient  view  of  his  own  front  lawn,  where  per- 
haps Lena  would  be  playing  with  the  puppy  or 
working  over  her  rose  bushes,  and  he  would  talk 
of  her  while  I  wondered  all  the  while  at  the  curi- 
ous fashion  in  which  he  could  speak  of  her.  It 
was  quite  as  impersonal  as  though  she  were  a  fine 
piece  of  pottery  or  a  portrait  which  he  had  been 
clever  enough  to  pick  up  at  a  sale. 

Sitting  on  my  verandah  one  summer  evening, 
the  scent  of  the  honeysuckle  that  sheltered  the 
northern  end  of  the  house,  seeming  to  thicken 
the  frail  dusk,  Knowles  as  usual  started  off  on  his 
favorite  topic. 

"Lena  was  educated  to  be  beautiful,"  he  said, 
"she's  been  trained  to  it  ever  since  she  was  a 
child." 

I  laughed  lightly  at  this  without  taking  the 
trouble  to  respond.  It  was  so  like  Knowles.  He 
was  forever  making  just  such  absurd  remarks. 
His  ideas  were  usually,  from  my  way  of  think- 
ing,  mere  moonshine  and  fantasy. 

"Oh,  you  may  laugh,"  he  went  on  calmly,  "but 
why  isn't  it  possible  to  teach  a  child  to  be  beauti- 
ful? Is  there  nothing  then  in  the  power  of  sug- 
gestion?" 

I  smiled  in  silent  acquiescence  with  any  theory 
which  Knowles  might  care  to  foist  upon  me.  I 
was  feeling  altogether  too  indolent  to  enter  into 
a  discussion  at  that  moment.  You  could  not 
argue  a  point  with  Knowles.  He  was  too  imprac- 
tical. 

"Well,  then,  it  isn't  nonsense  in  the  case  of 
Lena,"  he  continued.  "She  regards  beauty  as  I 
do,  as  the  supreme  essential  in  life." 

I  mused  thoughtfully  over  his  words  and  called 
up  to  my  mind  a  vision  of  Lena,  picturing  to  my- 
self the  delicate  perfection  of  her  face,  the  golden 
sheen  of  her  hair,  the  droop  of  her  heavy  lidded 
eyes,  with  the  stiff  lashes  which  made  the  pupil 
appear  so  bewilderingly  star-like.  She  was  dis- 
turbingly beautiful.  You  felt  that  she  should  be 
cast  in  bronze  so  that  the  multiplying  years 
should  not  blur  nor  destroy.  That  such  a  high 
perfection  of  art  must  needs  be  perishable,  must 
of  necessity  fade,      filled  you      with   a  vague   dis- 


3EATE!€T^  REDFATH 

ILLUSTRATED   BY   E.   J.    DINSMORE 


quietude.  And  all  this  beauty  Knowles  affirmed 
had  been  created  by  suggestion.  He  was  impos- 
sible with  his  exaggerated  theories. 

"Beauty,"  he  continued,  now  leaning  his  head 
against  the  back  of  his  chair  and  staring  out  at 
the  summer  dusk,  "is  the  will  o'  the  wisp  that 
calls  you  over  the  world.  It's  everything  and  it's 
nothing;  it's  as  elusive  as  the  tail  of  the  rain- 
bow; it's  in  the  curve  of  a  line,  in  a  shadow 
thrown  by  a  cloud.  It's  the  flicker  of  starlight, 
the  mist  over  the  moon,  the  bloom  on  the  fruit, 
the  shine  of  the  sea."  It's  the  nearest  approach 
to  Divinity  that  we  know  of.  It's  everything," 
he  repeated,  with  emphasis.  "Without  beauty 
life  would  be  worth  nothing,  simply  nothing  at 
all." 

"After  all,"  I  put  in  meditatively,  following  up 
the  processes  of  his  thought,  "these  things  are 
the  mere  surfaces  of  life." 

"What  are  you  saying?"  he  ejaculated,  and  his 
tone  tossed  aside  my  words  as  so  much  chaff. 
"Beauty  is  the  very  core  of  life." 

I  fell  silent  again,  convinced  that  it  was  of  no 
avail  to  argue  the  point  with  him.  Later  I 
watched  him  go  down  the  steps  and  cross  the 
road  through  spreading  pools  of  moonlight,  and 
I  wondered  about  Lena.  Was  she  just  the  lay 
figure  she  appeared  to  be  from  the  way  he  spoke 
of  her?  Perhaps  she  herself  was  quite  content 
merely  to  fill  his  requirements;  perhaps  she 
cared  for  nothing  beyond  her  own  beauty.  Since 
that  was  Knowles'  attitude  towards  her,  I  sin- 
cerely hoped  so.  If  she  had  been  trained  to  this 
end  ever  since  she  was  a  child,  it  was  natural  to 
suppose  that  she  was  content  with  the  role  forced 
upon  her.  But  the  more  I  thought  of  Lena  in 
conjunction  with  Knowles,  the  more  she  in- 
trigued me.  It  was  a  curious  life  she  led  here 
in  the  suburbs,  for  a  woman  who  was  so  obvious- 
ly beautiful.  I  could  not  imagine  that  Knowles, 
with  his  pale  face  and  plastered  hair  could  in- 
spire in  her  a  great  devotion.  Knowles  was  not 
inspiring.  And  at  that  time  he  was  essentially 
an  egoist. 

T  BEGAN  to  watch  Lena  rather  more  closely 
*■  from  my  verandah  whenever  I  saw  her  appear 
upon  her  lawn  across  the  road,  and  I  began  to 
realize  that  I  felt  rather  sorry  for  Lena.  I  thought 
that  Knowles  had  no  right  to  make  so  clear  to 
her  his  requirements.  It  was  all  very  well  for 
him  to  be  on  his  knees  to  her  beauty,  but  that 
he  should  continually  make  her  aware  that  he 
required  it  of  her  was  another  thing.  How 
could  she  look  forward  with  anything  but  black 
dread,  to  the  time  when  her  beauty  must  fade? 
That  is,  if  she  cared  for  Knowles.  I  had  not  as 
yet  made  up  my  mind  upon  that  point. 

I  noticed  that  she  always  wore  a  wide-brimmed 
hat  in  her  garden,  and  pulled  long  gloves  over 
her  slim  hands  when  she  tended  her  roses.  Small 
indications  of  her  unceasing  care  to  guard  that 
which  Knowles  so  cherished.  Each  day  at  the 
same  hour  she  went  for  a  walk  with  the  puppy, 
and  each  day  after  lunch  I  noticed  that  the  yel- 
low blind  in  the  front  room  upstairs  was  pulled 
down;    Lena  was  taking  her  afternoon  sleep. 

How  could  a  woman  submit  to  making  herself 
such  a  puppet,  I  wondered.  I  began  to  lose  pa- 
tience with  Lena,  and  regarded  her  with  a  certain 


amount   of    contempt,    which      I   realized 

was   not   quite   deserved.      For,   after   all, 

if  Knowles  continually  asserted  that  her 

beauty    was   absolutely      essential    to    his 

happiness  and    condemned    any    intellect 

in  a  woman  as  quite  superfluous,  Lena's 

course   was   not  to   be   wondered    at.      It 

was    Knowles    who    was    in    the    wrong. 

Some  day,  I  thought,  I  would  reopen  the 

subject  with  him  and  make  him  see  that 

it  was  not  fair  to  Lena,  and  if  he  cared 

for   her  he  must  widen  her     scope   in  life.      But, 

after  all,   though   one   may  think   of  pointing   out 

such   things  to   one's  friends,   one   hesitates   to   do 

so  when  the  moment  arrives. 

And  then  I  missed  Lena  for  a  day  or  so. 
Knowles  told  me  when  he  came  over  one  evening 
that  she  had  gone  to  New  York  to  shop,  and  for 
a  time  I  completely  forgot  about  her.  I  lost  in- 
terest in  the  working  out  of  the  little  drama  that 
I  had  staged  just  beyond  my  front  door.  Not 
that  at  that  time  I  was  conscious  that  it  was  to 
develop  into  drama.  But  nevertheless  I  knew  a 
shock  of  surprise  when  one  evening  Knowles  ap- 
peared on  the  steps  of  my  verandah,  just  after  I 
had  finished  dinner.  He  had  a  letter  in  his  hand, 
and  seemed  decidedly  agitated.  I  asked  him  to 
sit  down  and  light  his  pipe,  but  ignoring  my  in- 
vitation he  -passed  me  the  letter  and  told  me  to 
read  it.  I  glanced  over  it  hurriedly,  and  then 
read  it  through  carefully  a  second  time  before 
I  looked  up.  He  was  standing  before  me  regard- 
ing me  with  close  attention,  as  though  to  read 
my    first    impressions    of    the    letter. 

"Well,  what  do  you  make  of  it?"  he  said  at 
length. 

I  glanced  down  at  the  letter  again  before  re- 
plying. It  was  just  a  matter  of  a  few  lines  from 
Lena,  telling  him  in  the  most  casual  manner  pos- 
sible that  she  had  no  intention  of  returning  to 
him.  She  said  that  there  was  nothing  to  be  gain- 
ed by  their  seeing  one  another,  as  she  was  quite 
fixed  in  her  resolve.  She  finished  by  saying  that 
he  would  please  her  best  if  he  made  no  effort 
whatver  to  seek  her  out. 

"I  suppose  there  is  nothing  much  to  make  of 
it,"  I  responded,  turning  the  letter  over  in  my 
hands.  "Apparently  she  means  what  she  says. 
There  is  nothing  for  you  to  do  I  should  say,  but 
to  accept  it." 

"You  think — you  thinks"  he  stammered, 
searching-  my  face,  "that  there  is  someone  else? 
"Lena  is  a  very  beautiful  woman,"  I  responded. 
He  sat  down  then  and  sank  into  a  heavy  silence 
from  which  I  made  no  effort  to  rouse  him.  There 
seemed  nothing  to  be  said  further.  The  curtain 
had  simply  gone  down  on  the  first  act  of  the 
little  drama  which  I  had  anticipated.  My  sur- 
prise was  that  Lena  should  have  a  mind  capable 
of  taking  any  such  definite  course.  I  could  not 
find  myself  blaming  her  much,  nor  help  feeling 
that  Knowles  had  only  got  what  he  deserved.  If 
he  had  insisted  upon  treating  Lena  as  nothing 
but  a  beautiful  picture  to  hang  upon  the  walls 
of  his  house,  it  was  only  fitting  that  he  should 
make  the  discovery  that  after  all  she  was  flesh 
and  blood.  Her  whole  course  of  procedure  was 
puzzling,  however.  It  was  so  far  from  what  I 
would  actually  have  expected  of  Lena.  It  w. 
clear  cut.  It  takes  character  to  make  a  clean 
and  swift  decision,  and  I  had  almost  persuaded 
myself  that  Lena  had  none.  I  was  obliged  to 
alter  my  ideas  concerning  her.  I  wondered 
about  her,  building  up  romantic  scenes  in  my 
mind,  staging  Lena  as  heroine.  But  somehow 
they  never  seemed  to  fit.  It  was  like  a  puzzle 
where  some  of  the  pieces  are  lost. 

For  a  time  I  expected  each  day  that  I  would 
see  Lena  appear  on  the  lawn  opposite,  and  hear 
that    she    had    come    back,    repentant    for    an    in- 


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judicious  escapade.  1  was  quite  certain  that  this 
would  be  the  end  ol  it.  it  was  the  only  fitting 
ix  that  J  could  foresee'.  Bui  the  days  went  by 
and  there  was  no  sign  of  Lena.  Knov 
alluded  to  her.  His  pride  was  badly  scarred,  but 
i    Imagined   that  that   was   the  whole   amount  of 

his  hurt.       It    was  as  though  some  connoisseur  had 
outbid  him  for  an  art  ti  He  was  thw 

and  angry.      But  he  took   care   not   to  show  even 

i  k.     He  would 
come  over  and  sit  with  bi  tore,  only  we 

did  not  speak  <>f  Lena.  That  was  the  only  dlf- 
He  would  talk  Instead  of  the  decay  of 
the  an  of  the  present  day;  he  would  rail  against 
some  critic  whose  views  he  did  not  hold  with, 
or  he  would  go  into  an  enthusiastic  description  of 
a  book  he  had  read,  01  an  exhibition  of  pictures 
he    had    seen.         He    we  irious      character, 

Knowles. 

I  would  sit  and  look  at  him,  at  his  long,  thin 
and  plastered  hair,  while  I  wondered  about 
him.  He  had  a  way  of  putting  so  utterly  outside 
of  his  horizon  anything  which  displeased  him. 
He  was  heedless  to  all  the  suffering  in  the  world. 
It  simply  did  not  interest  him.  He  felt  himself 
detached  from  it,  it  was  not  his  concern.  He  had 
what  appeared  to  me  to  be  almost  an  unhealthy 
craving  for  beauty  around  him,  and  when  he  per- 
ceived it  certain  pulses  would  seem  to  vibrate  in 
the  complex  organism  of  his  mind.  He  would 
become  quite  oblivious  of  his  surroundings, 
the  conversation  as  far  as  he  was  con- 
cerned would  become  a  mere  trail  of 
abandoned  words,  and  he  would  sit  back 
in  his  chair,  his  arms  crossed  on  his  thin 
chest,  while  his  eyes  would  be  positively 
alight.  I  have  seen  him  like  this*  over  the 
mere  line  of  a  tumble-down  dwelling,  the 
curve  of  a  roadway,  a  bank  of  cloud.  Yes, 
he  was  a  curious  character  in  every 
sense. 

I  USED  to  wonder  if  he  had  ever  heard 
anything  more  about  Lena,  but  appar- 
ently the  subject  was  not  one  to  be  men- 
tioned between  us.  I  carefully  avoided 
anything  which  might  touch  upon  it,  but 
1  always  hoped  that  some  day  he  would 
mention  her.  Lena  interested  me  more 
than  Knowles.  I  felt  that  she  had  a  com- 
plete sense  of  drama.  The  way  in  which 
she  had  walked  off  the  stage  was  quite 
majestic  in  its  absolute  lack  of  all  explan- 
ation. It  was  so  simple  in  its  accomplish- 
ment. And,  when  all's  said,  it  is  the 
simple  actions  in  life  that  partake  of 
greatness. 

I  met  Knowles  one  hot  summer  after- 
noon, hurrying  to  the  station  to  catch  the 
suburban  train  from  the  city.  The  streets 
were  crowded  at  that  hour,  packed  with 
tired  humanity,  all  eager  for  an  escape 
from  the  day's  labors.  I  thought,  with  a 
sense  of  pleasure,  of  my  own  cool  ver- 
andah, shaded  by  elm  trees.  The  jaded 
faces  I  passed  wrung  me  to  pity.  So 
many  returning  to  rooms  that  were  even 
hotter,  rooms  that  were  a  mere  excuse  for' 
a  dwelling  place.  I  thought  of  all  the  hot 
tossed  pillows,  pressed  by  heads  seeking 
to  find  in  dreams  some  little  alleviation  of 
reality,  and  I  felt  poignantly  the  awful 
unfairness  of  life.  What  had  I  done  that 
1  should  have  so  much  more  than  these? 
What  a  thing  life  was  for  the  greater  num- 
ber! When  was  the  balance  to  be  re- 
adjusted; when  were  these  to  receive  full 
measure  to  atone  for. the  hungry  years? 
I  made  some  comment  of  the  kind  to 
Knowles.  but  he  brushed  it  aside  as  he 
put  away  from  him  everything  of  the  sort. 
It  did  not  appear  on  his  horizon,  therefore 
there  was  no  necessity  for  him  to  be  con- 
cerned about  it.  I  looked  at  his  anaemic 
face  and  \yondered,  as  I  had  often  done,  if 
anything  could  ever  penetrate  his  armour. 
I  could  not  understand  how  anyone  who 
could  so  vibrate  to  beauty  could  go  so  un- 
touched by  suffering.  The  senses  which 
are  acute  to  the  one  are  usually  just  as 
to  the  other. 
I  was  thinking  over  this,  when  suddenly, 
Just  ahead  ,,|  us.  I  seemed  to  recognize 
the  back  of  a  woman  who  was  striving 
like  ourselves  to  find  a  passage  through  the 
crowd  There  was  something  oddly  familiar  in 
Of  her  head  and  in  the  line  of  her 
shoulders  I  was  wondering  vaguely  where  I  had 
"*•'•"  her  before,  when  illumination  burst  upon 
me. 

ned   Involuntarily. 

Tl"  md  I  had  a  SWlft  and  ter- 
rible Impression  ol  ,  ,i  beyond  recog- 
nition     Bi ■  i   had   time  to  collect  rrfj 

Bacultii  6  sh<    hail  turned  swiftlj   away,  and  In  an 
other  moment  upidly  staring  after 

her,  she  bad  pushed  her  way  throui  h  an  op 
in  the  crowd   and   disappi 

I   turned  and   looki  d  nglj    at    Know  les. 

I  thought,  or  l  may  have  .-imply  in,..  ,;    thai 

his    face    was    more"    oddly    COlOUrleSi     Ulan     usual. 

He  replied   to  my  silent  quei  tion,  w  bile  ai.se 
Ignoring  my  previous  i  k<  la  mat 

"Horrlbli  ,,,.  the  things 

you  see  in  a  crowd  of  Uiis  desoi 

I    continued    to    look    at      him      -iii    strangely 

puzzled.  His    lac.     was    quite    I  Kpi  I 

had    been    sure    thai     the    woman    was    Lena,     but     I 

red  myself  now  that  i  had  been  mistaken  n 
it  had  been  Lena,  Knowles  would  certainly  have 
known.  A, tier  all.  l  could  not  have  been  certain 
of  a  single  feature  in  the  woman's  face.  I  was 
only  deeply  conscious  of  that  red  line  running  a' 
right  angles.  It  was  an  unfortunate  mistake  of 
mine.      I    wished    that    Lena's   name    hail    not    been 


wrung  from  me  by  that  intangible  resemblance. 
Knowles  did  not  refer  in  any  way  to  my  abrup' 
exclamation,  and  gradually  I  dismissed  the  w>iole 
matter  from  my  mind. 

It  seems  to  me  that  I  did  not  see  so  much  of 
him  for  some  time  after  this  incident.  I  was 
away  for  a  time  and  when  I  came  back  I  found 
a  pile  of  work  which  had  accumulated  in  my  ab- 
which  kept  me  busy  in  the  evenings  as 
well  as  during  the  day.  When  at  length  I  did  see 
Knowles,  he  appeared  to  me,  or  was  it  merely  my 
imagination,  to  have  changed  in  some  indefinite 
way.  He  was  more  silent,  he  would  sit  for  long 
periods  without  speaking,  his  arms  folded,  peering 
out  into  the  darkness  beyond  the  verandah,  a 
curious  expression  upon  his  face.  I  did  not  care 
to  force  his  confidence,  so  I  smoked  my  pipe  in 
silence  and  left  him  to  his  own  thoughts.  Some- 
times I  wondered  at  the  cause  for  this  change  in 
him,  and  could  not  help  thinking  that  it  dated 
from  the  unfortunate  incident  in  the  crowded 
street.  But  I  dismissed  this  as  absurd.  I  knew 
my  imagination  was  too  prone  to  manufacture  a 
cause  to  fit  the  effect. 

He  began  to  come  even  more  often  than  before, 
and  asked  me  in  almost  a  humble  fashion  if  I 
objected  to  his  sitting  so  much  on   my  verandah. 

"It's  lonely  sitting  there  in  an  empty  house," 
he  said,  with  a  curious  self-conscious  laugh.  "I 
am  beginning  to  dtslike  my  own  society." 


The  Thought 

(An  Allegory) 


i"^FTEN   the   people   said:    'We   have  quite  enough  Thoughts 
^/    of  our  own.     What  need  have  we  of  new  ones  when  the 
old    suffice?      Besides,    it    is    against    our    principles    to 
entertain   strange   Thoughts.' 

"Others  asked  briefly  i  'Who  sent  you?'  And  when  I  told 
them,  they  said:  'We  do  not  know  him,'  and  closed  the  door. 

"At  last  I  stood  upon  the  threshold  of  one  for  whom  the 
sun  had  gone  out,  and  she  stretched  forth  her  hands  to  me  and 
cried:  'Little  Thought,  they  tell  me  thou  art  fair.  Come  to  me, 
that  I  may  feel  of  thy  beauty.'  Very  gently  she  passed  her 
fingers  over  my  face  and  touched  the  strange  Word-garb  in 
which  I  was  wrapped.  Then  she  said:  '0  Thought,  I  am  glad 
thou  didst  come,  for  thou  art  very  beautiful.  The  memory  of 
thee  shall  stay  with  me  in  the  dark.'  And  I  was  glad  that  to 
one,  at  least,  I  had  brought  happiness. 

"Next  I  came  to  a  man  who  was  weeping  bitterly;  and  I 
touched  him  on  the  shoulder  and  said:  'Friend,  let  me  soothe 
thy  grief.  For  I  am  a  Beautiful  Thought,  and  am  come  to  smile 
upon  thy  heart  and  give  thee  courage.' 

"He  stopped  weeping  for  a  moment  and,  looking  up,  asked: 
'Canst  thou  restore  the  dead?'  And  I  answered:  'I  can  fill  thy 
soul  with  peace.'     But  he  turned  away  and  wept  again. 

"Some  asked  me:  'Canst  thou  give  us  Fame?'  And  I 
answered:  'That  is  for  you  to  win.'  Another,  when  he  saw  me, 
pitied  me,  but  laughed.  'Thou  art  too  dainty  and  delicate  a 
Thought,'  he  said,  'for  this  rough  world.  Thou  wouldst  need 
a  fist  of  iron  and  a  voice  of  thunder  to  stir  mankind  to-day. 
This  is  the  hour  for  the  conquering  giants — not  frail  pigmies 
such  as  thou.'     And  sorrowfully  I  journeyed  on. 

"Many  and  many  were  those  to  whom  I  gave  the  message, 
but  they  would  not  heed.  And  now,  0  Thinker,  I  have  come 
back,   for   the   World   needs   me   not." 

Then  all  the  other  Thoughts  stretched  out  their  hands  in 
sympathy  and  cried:  "Come,  play  with  us  and  be  happy  again!" 

But  the  little  Thought  shook  its  head  and  answered:  "No; 
I  have  no  heart  to  play.  I  would  rest.  Give  me  sleep  or  death, 
I  care  not  which,  so  long  as  I  forget." 

Then  it  tore  off  the  ragged  Words  and  threw  aside  the  cloak 
of  language,  which  was  dusty  and  full  of  holes,  and  crept  into  a 
sheltering  fold  of  the  Thinker's  brain  to  sleep;  for  it  was  very 
tired. 

Gently  and  silently  across  its  couch  Time's  tender  fingers 
wove  the  Cobwebs  of  Forgetfulness  and  stretched  the  Curtain 
of  Peace;  and  now  the  little  Thought  is  only  a  Memory,  sleep- 
ing among  the  other  Memories  in  the  Thinker's  brain. 


I  became  accustomed  to  seeing  him  sitting  in 
the  corner  of  my  verandah,  a  dark,  silent  figure, 
and  I  felt  vaguely  sorry  for  him.  Whatever  was 
the  cause,  there  was  no  doubt  that  in  some  way 
the  man  was  suffering  intensely,  he  who  had 
always  banished  suffering  from  his  horizon.  And 
yet  I  did  not  feel  that  It  would  do  him  any  harm. 
It  might  make  him  more  human,  more  sympa- 
thetic to  the  misfortunes  of  others.  Alreadj  1 
felt  thai  he  was  more  capable  of  understanding 
a  wider  scope  of  life  than  he  had  hitherto  done. 
How  this  had  been  accomplished,  I  did  not  con- 
jecture  even   to   myself. 

IWAs  feeling  very  much  more  in  sympathy  with 
him  than  1  had  ever  done  before,  as  late  one 
afternoon  we  swung  out  of  the  woods  bordering 
High  Park,  sheltering  it  from  the  full  sweep  of 
the  sea  wind.  Knowles  had  been  speaking  of  his 
student  days  in  Paris,  of  his  dreams  and  ambi- 
tions, and  of  how  little  he  had  accomplished  of 
all  he  ha.l  set  himself  to  do.  He  had  been  pulled 
ion  many  ways  in  Ins  continual  quest  for  perfec- 
tion; sadly  he  staled  that  he  had  succeeded  in 
none.  We  were  arguing  as  to  the  meaning  of 
success  in  life,  as  the  full  panorama  id'  the  sea 
swept  upon  us.  silencing  us  by  the  pure  magic  of 
the  view.  The  cliffs  dropped  sheer  to  a  sea  of 
amethyst,  shaken  into  silver  by  the  light  wind, 
the    sky    clear    amber,    broken    only    by    the    Sharp 


edge  of  the  new  moon.  Far  on  the  horizon  a 
tramp  steamer  seemed  to  lie  motionless,  only  the 
betraying  smoke  clinging  golden  to  the  sky  indi- 
cating movement.  We  stood  silent,  until  the  echo 
of  a  remark  spoken  by  Knowles  some  time  ago 
came  to  my  lips. 

"It's  the  nearest  approach  to  Divinity  that  we 
know  of.  I  think  you  are  right,  Knowles  .... 
something  like  this  ....  it  seems  to  lift  one 
right  out  of  oneself." 

I  was  not  prepared  for  the  swift  change  that 
swept  over  him.  He  turned  his  back  on  it  all,  on 
the  sea,  the  sky,  and  the  circle  of  the  young 
moon,  and  walked  rapidly  down  the  road  ahead 
of  me.  The  expression  of  his  face  as  I  came  up 
to  him  filled  me  with  wondering  surprise.  He 
did  not  speak  until  we  had  gone  some  distance, 
and  I  was  afraid  to  break  in  upon  his  curious 
preoccupation.  This  chance  remark  of  mine  had 
set  flowing  some  dark  currents  through  his  mind. 
I  rather  Imagined  that  I  understood,  but  until  this 
moment  I  had  not  known  Knowles  to  turn  his 
back  on  beauty.  The  scene  Itself  had  roused 
him  to  some  emotion,  I  fancied,  rather  than  my 
remark. 

"Don't  speak  to  me  of  beauty,"  he  said  sudden- 
ly, "I  have  done  with  beauty  forever." 

I  could  make  no  reply  to  this.  Then  abruptly 
he  turned  and  faced  me,  a  tall,  dark  figure,  against 
the  green  gloom  of  the  trees  which  sur- 
rounded us  on  the  outskirts  of  the  park. 
"It  was  Lena,"  he  said,  with  an  amazing 
suddenness,  and  then  was  silent  again, 
waiting  for  my  surprised  ejaculation.  But 
I  made  none.  I  was  not  surprised,  except 
in  the  manner  of  his  telling  it  to  me. 
After,  a  moment's  pause,  as  I  made  no  re- 
ply, he  said  curiously: 
"You  knew?" 

"I  couldn't  be  sure,"  I  replied  briefly. 
He  took  a  few  more  steps  in  silence. 
"Curious,"  he  said,  speaking  in  a  strain- 
ed tone  of  voice,  "what  one  will  do  in  a 
crisis.  You  don't  know,  say  whatever  you 
like,  but  you  can't  tell  what  you  will  do. 
Lay  the  situation  before  me  just  as  it  was 
and  I  would  have  said  that  any  man  would 
have  rushed  forward,  no  matter  what  his 
feelings  might  have  been.  Even  the  veri- 
est   cur but      I      didn't  ....   I    held 

back   ...        I  couldn't  have  stirred   .... 
I  felt  frozen  with  the  utter  horror  of  It." 
He    paused    and    I    vaguely    murmured 
something   ineffectual. 

"I  suppose,"  he  went  on,  "that  it  was 
the  training  of  years.  I  had  always  re- 
fused to  look  at  suffering,  at  ugliness,  at 
everything  that  was  abominable.  It  hurt 
too  much.  Ever  since  I  was  a  child  I'd 
close  my  eyes  if  I  saw  a  cripple  in  the 
street.  I  couldn't  bear  anything  of  the 
sort.  Cowardly,  yes!  I  would  only  admit 
of  the  beautiful  side  of  life.  I  abandoned 
the  rest.  You  can  train  yourself  to  that 
thfe  same  as  to  anything  else." 

He  stopped  to  strike  a  match,  and  the 
flare  of  it  lit  up  his  face.  The  man  was 
baring  his  soul  to  me,  dissecting  his  most 
hidden  feelings,  and  the  mark  of  them  was 
upon  his  features. 

"I  wonder  if  you  ^can  understand,"  he 
went  on,  "Lena,  because  she  was  no  longer 
beautiful,  simply  did  no^  exist  for  me. 
There  was  a  woman  standing  there  who 
had  a  natural  claim  upon  me  ....  but 
for  me  the  claim  no  longed  held.  Lena 
had  been  beautiful  ....  then  since  Lena 
was  no  longer  beautiful  it  simply  wasn't 
Lena.  I  stood  there  and  let  her  pass  on 
in    the    crowd.      I   allowed    her    to    vanish 

from  before  my  eyes and   I   tried 

to  forget  ....  to  blot  her  out  ....  to 
say  that  Lena  actually  did  no  longer 
exist." 

He  paused  again.  Difficult  words 
these.  I  did  not  choose  to  break  the 
thread  of  his  recital.  Painful  as  it  was 
to  listen,  I  felt  that  the  man  must  speak. 
Each  word  was  a  relief  to  his  pent  up 
feelings,  which  he  could  no  longer  endure 
by  himself. 

"What    a    fool!"      he      exclaimed,      "oh. 
what  a  fool!" 
And  then  he  .threw  back  his  head  and  clasped 
his  hands   behind   his   back   and      strode   forward 
with  a  new  vigor. 

"Lena   wasn't   a   mere   puppet,"   he  said,   "there 
was  more  to  Lena  than  I  knew  anything  about." 
I  nodded  without  speaking.     I  had  come  to  be- 
lieve the  truth  of  that. 

"It's  a  difficult  thing  to  know  a  beautiful  wo- 
man," he  continued.  "One  is  so  satisfied  with 
the  mere  shell,  one  does  not  require  that  the 
kernel  shall  be  rich  within." 

We  reached  the  end  of  the  path  and  came  out 
into  the  wide  sweep  of  the  park.  Knowles 
paused,  hesitating  as  though  he  had  more  to  say, 
and  would  say  it  all  in  the  secret  enclosure  of  the 
trees.  Words  seem  to  lose  half  their  meaning 
spoken  in  broad  spaces.  Perhaps  that  was  what 
he    felt. 

"Beauty,"  be  said,  "oh.  beauty  is  nothing  at  all. 
Nothing  at  all."  he  reiterated  with  firmness,  as 
though  to  impress  upon  himself  something  that 
his  heart  did  nm  really  feel.  The  very  emphasis 
of  his  words  denied  them  weight.  One  can  not 
alter  one's  whole  character  at  one's  Immediati 
desire.  "It  is  only  the  glass  on  life."  he  said 
earnestly,  "curious  how  it  can  satisfy  until  the 
surface    is  scratched." 

1  wondered  was  Lena  to  be  ignored,  to  be  left 
with    her   poor    scarred    features,    while   he    played 

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"N°E 


'OTHING    but    a  ■ 
louse  between 

-*•  ~  us,"  mused 
little  Jeanie  Wren,  sec- 
retary to  Cornelia 
Harding,  novelist, 
"Nothing  but  a  house, 
with  me  on  one  side 
and  the  illustrious  Dr. 
Kerby  on  the  other." 

Thereupon    Jeanie 
Wren   propped   her   elbows  on   her  dressing  table 
and  stared  long  at  the  pert,  daring  creature  look- 
ing at  her  from  out  the  glass. 

"What  are  you  going  to  do  about  it,  Miss 
Wren?"  she  asked,  "What  are  you  going  to  do — 
make  the  most  of  living  during  two  whole  bliss- 
ful weeks  of  Miss  Cornelia's  absence  in  remote 
New  York — or — flunk?" 

She  made  a  wry  little  face  at  herself. 

"Flunk — indeed,"  she  scoffed,  "No  you  won't, 
either.  Providence  didn't  give  you  this  chance 
for  nothing — and  you  simply  are  going  to  help 
out." 

The  brows  knitted  in  a  remarkable  frown. 

Her  house — the  other  house — and  Dr.  Kerby's 
house.  Dr.  Kerby — oh,  high  anointed  celebrity! 
When  Jeanie  Wren  had  been  informed  by  Miss 
Cornelia  that  the  imposing  grey  stone  abode  was 
the  home  of  the  equally  imposing  Dr.  Kerby. 
and  that  he  was  now  resting  there  for  one  whole 
month,  her  little  heart  went  pit-a-pat  indeed. 
Jeanie'  Wren  had  always,  ever  since  she  could 
creep  perhaps,  wanted  really  to  view  one  celebrity 
— a  man  one.  In  that  sense  Miss  Cornelia  Hard- 
ing did  not  count.  She  was  one  without  doubt — 
a  spinster,  who  knowing  so  much  about  the  .ele- 
ments of  Love,  must  therefore  expound  her 
knowledge  in  novels.  To  Jeanie  Wren  they  were 
little  more  than  a  series  of  sick  satisfactions,  but 
being  no  sort  of  an  authority  whatever,  she  kept 
her  mouth  shut  and  her  eyes  open — for  every- 
thing. So  with  Miss  Cornelia's  unexpected  de- 
parture— she  saw  what  she  saw — her  house — the 
other  house — and  his  house. 

"If  it's  only  one  decent,  uninterrupted,  hour- 
long  look,  I'll  be  satisfied  forever,"  she  promised 
herself  alone  in  the  dim  hall,  immediately  after 
Miss  Cornelia's  leave  taking. 

Jeanie  Wren  wasn't  really  a  foolish,  romantic 
idiot,  but  one  can't"  live  with  a  novelist  for  two 
whole  years  without  becoming — well,  tainted. 
Besides,  she  was  a  Wren:  that  was  the  best  part 
of  her.  The  Wrens  always  knew  what  they  knew, 
and  got  after  what  they  wanted.  And  she  was 
proof  of  her  family,  for  it  was,  to  be  sure,  their 
sheer  determination  that  landed  her  in  Miss 
Cornelia's  household.  And  having  landed  there, 
because  of  the  utter  necessity  of  living,  she  didn't 
know   just   how   to — "unland." 

TWO  days  had  passed — serene — uneventful — 
since  Miss  Cornelia's  car  had  honked  down 
the  street.  So,  quite  in  despair,  Miss  Jeanie  Wren 
studied  her  prospects — in  the  mirror — contem- 
plating deeply.  Finally  she  came,  in  the  course 
of  her  contemplation — to  her  nose. 

"It's  so   outlandish   pointed,"   she   moaned,    "it's 
my  lost   chanpe   materialized.      Why  if  I   were   to 
follow    that — "       She    stopped     plunk 
in   the   middle,   and   gasped,    "Why,    if 
I  followed  that,  it  might  lead  me  clear 
to   Dr.   Kerby  himself." 

This     sudden      inspiration      brought 
about    a    hasty    manoeuvring    of    hair 


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pins,    powder    puff,    and   one    delicious  blue  frock. 

"I'll  follow  my  nose,"  she  said  decidedly,  as  she 
descended  the  stairs  to  dim  regions  below,  "I'll 
follow  "no  matter  where  it  leads  me." 

Truthfully  speaking,  she  was  almost  convinced 
that  it  would  lead  her  out  on  the  street — and  then 
up  two  doors — to  his  house.  Imagine  her  dismay 
and  her  disgust  to  find  herself  wandering  aim- 
lessly about  Miss  Cornelia's  back  yard.  She  was 
so  mad — so  mad  that  her  cheeks  grew  pink  and 
pinker,  and  her  hair  actually  stood  up — and 
curled. 

Suddenly  it  came  to  her  over  the  hedge — the 
glad,  musical  laugh  of  children. 

And  what  do  you  suppose  Jeanie  Wren's  nose 
did  then?  Why — bless  me — it  led  her  down  on 
her  hands  and  knees,  right  through  a  hole  in  that 
selfsame  hedge — into  the  next  door  back  yard! 

At  first  the  kiddies — there  were  three  of  them- — 
looked  rather  disturbed  and  frightened,  but  not 
for  long.  She  looked  so  funny — so  ridiculously 
funny,  that  they  screamed  with  delight,  just  to 
see  her  coming.  Her  welcome  was  unmistaken. 
She  crawled  right  into  the  middle  of  the  sand 
pile  and  sat  there  panting. 

"I'm  Fred,"  said  the  biggest  of  the  three  with- 
out preface,  "and  she's  Doris,  and  he's  Tots. 
Who  are  you  ?" 

"Why  I  am  the  only  Human  Story  Lady — bless 
you." 

Thereupon  there  was  further  exultation,  lack- 
ing neither  in  propriety  nor  originality.  In  less 
time  than  it  takes  to  tell,  that  Story  Lady  was 
busy  proving  her  identity. 

So  busy  they  were,  and  alas, — so  excited,  they 
did  not  see  the  other  lady  approaching.  She  came 
full  upon  them,  and  paused.  Fred  sighted  her 
first. 

"Hello  Mother,"  he  called,  "Say,  she's  a 
squelcher,"  with  a  most  dramatic  gesture  towards 
the  blue-clad  Story  Lady. 

"Oh — she's — she's — "  Doris  promptly  seconded, 
with  an  adoring  glance  that  was  more  voluminous 
than  words. 

The  Story  Lady  sprang  up  immediately.  She 
was  without  a  doubt  horribly  confused. 

"You  know  Mrs. — Mrs. — "  she  began. 

"Dickson." 

"You  know.  Mrs.  Dickson.  I  am  disgraced  with 
a  horribly  long  nose.  That's  what's  the  matter; 
I  followed  it  in  here." 


hedge    crawling,"    Fred 
interrupted. 

Jeanie  Wren  colored. 
"Yes  —  I     did,      truly," 
she  admitted,  "I  could- 
n't  help   it,    it   was   my   nose.      But     Miss    Harding 
is  away  and  you  know  the  old  saying — 'When  the 
cat's  away,  the  mice  will  play' — " 

"Is — is — "  another  interruption,  on  the  part  of 
Doris — "is   Miss   Harding  a   cat — truly?" 

There  was  more  laughter. 

Doris,  six  and  persistent,  was  undismayed. 
"Well — is  she?" 

Jeanie  Wren  brushed  the  sand  from  her  blue 
skirt. 

"She  is" — hesitatingly — "She  is — well " 

"Sometimes,"  Mrs.  Dickson  added,  "Oh,  I  can 
read  minds.  Please  do  come  up  to  the  verandah 
for  some  tea.  Won't  your  nose  lead  you  that 
far?" 

"Yes — it  will,"  Jeanie  Wren  said   decidedly. 

"And  you  will  tell  us  how  you  happen  to  be  so 
alone  as  to  escape  the  novelist.  We  were  quite 
surprised  to  hear  she  had  taken  the  house  next 
door   for   the   fall   and   winter.      You   like   it   here?" 

"I  believe  I  am  going  to,"  Jeanie.  Wren  smiled. 

And  so  it  was  she  came  to  know  Alice  Dickson 
and  her  three. 

"If  you  want  to  walk  into  a  mother's  heart  and 
stay  there,"  she  wrote  in  her  memory  book  that 
night,    '"love   her   children." 

It  wasn't  a  hard  matter,  in  fact  it  was  quite  the 
easiest  matter  ever,  to  love  the  little  Dicksons. 
To  them  she  was  the  wonderful  Story  Lady,  and 
her  coming  was — the  event.  In  one  week  she  had 
known  them  all  forever,  mother  Alice  included. 
They  were  very  kind  to  her — those  people,  and 
more — she  had   plenty  of  living. 

IT  was  one  night,  one  glorious  October  even- 
ing, that  she  came  down  from  atory.telling 
the  children  to  slumber.  Alice  Dickson,  awaiting 
her  on  the  verandah,   motioned  her  to  a  chaiir. 

"Some  stories  for  me  sometimes,  Lady,"  she 
said,  "or  I  shall  become  disastrously  jealous. 
Tell   me  a  story  about  your  own   heart." 

Jeanie  Wren  laughed  as  she  took  the  low 
rocker. 

"Some  children  never  grow  up,"  she  said,  "and 

you  are  one  of  tihem.     A  story  of  my  own  heart 

Well — once   upon   a  time" — a   long,   tense   silence, 

then,  suddenly — "Say,   do  you  know  Dr.   Kerby.'" 

Alice  Dickson   smiled. 

"We  are  neighbors,"  she  teased,  "so  I  do  know 
him,  to  see  him." 

"Oh — "  in  tones  of  awe,  "Tell  me  what  he 
looks  like?" 

"A  man." 

"You're  mean,"  Jeanie  hinted.  "And 
this  is  the  story  of  my  heart,  too. 
Why,  ever  since  I  knew  the  difference 
between  being  somebody  and  being 
nobody,  I  have  wanted  at  least  one 
long  look  at  a  somebody.  I  picked  on 
Dr.  Kerby  when  I  knew  he  was  so 
near.  It  is  simply  wonderful  what  he 
has  done   for  surgery." 

"Yes,"  the  other  woman  acceded, 
"It  is." 

"You   know — "   Jeanie  leaned   near, 

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Mrs.   Grace   MacLeod   Rogers 


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AS 


CANADIANS  arc  beginning 
to   take  a  greater  interest 
in    their    native    literature 
than  they  ever  did  in  the  past. 
Of  course,   it   is  quite  true  that 
such    writers  as   Stephen    Lea- 
cock,      Norman      Duncan,      Sir 
Gilbert     Parker,      and      Ralph 
Connor,    have  always   found   a 
large   public  in   the  Dominion. 
Nevertheless,    in    the    last    few 
years,  there  have  been  a  num- 
ber of  women  who  have  been  winning  increasing 
popularity.         At  the  present  time  there  are  at  least 
six  women  whose  books  are  eagerly  awaited  by  the 
Canadian  public.     The  writers  I  refer  to  are  Mrs. 
Emily    Murphy,    known    to   the   reading   world   as 
"Janev  Canuck";  Mrs.  Grace  McLeod  Rogers,  Mrs. 
Nellie  McClung,  Mrs.  Evah  McKowan,  Mrs.  Ewan 
Macdonald,  who     signs     herself     "L.     M.      Mont- 
gomery,"   and    Mrs.    Isabel      Ecclestone    Mackay_ 
Ml  of  these  women  are  married,  the  majority  of 
them    having    children,    as    well    as   their    literary 
work,  to  occupy  their  attention. 

Notwithstanding  the  many  duties  of  home  life. 
together  with  community  duties  assumed  in  the 
past  few  vears,  this  little  group  have  found  time 
to  write  books  and  magazine  articles  and  to  de- 
Liver  addresses  on  a  variety  of  subjects.  Wonder- 
Mi"  how  these  busy  housewives  manage  to  accom- 
plish so  much,  I  was  surprised  to  learn  that  while 
their  plans  and  methods  of  work  varied,  their 
central  or  guiding  purpose  was  to  achieve  a 
certain  amount  of  definite  work,  no  matter  what 
the  conditions  were.  Not  one  of  the  six  professed 
to  have  any  leisure  worth  mentioning,  a  few  of 
them  had  hobbies,  and  their  preferences,  when 
they  had  time  to  read  the  works  of  other  writers, 
were  somewhat  divergent.  In  asking  them  ques- 
tions concerning  their  work,  I  felt  that  the  an. 
swers  would  shed  some  light  on  how  busy  women 
can  do  so  much  and  yet  find  time  for  other  and 
more  diversified  endeavors.  I  was  not  disap- 
pointed 

I  discovered  that  Grace  McLeod  Rogers  plans 
out  all  her  work  before  she  actually  begins  it. 
She  told  me  that  she  "thinks  out"  everything  first, 
shaping  whole  sentences,  and  often  whole  para- 
phs,  in  her  mind  before  she  begins  to  write. 
"I  never  can  properly  start  my  story,"  she  said, 
•unless  I  have  the  ending  to  suit  me,  and  I 
write  "in  the  whole  matter  -twice  in 
long-hand  before  it  is  ready  to  type.  I  have 
rarelj  found  time  for  real  leisure  because  of  the 
demands  of  family  friends,  and  home,  together 
with  activities.       A    holiday    away    from 

home  :s  usually  for  the  purpose' of  an  address,  or 


nmerot 

By  OWEN  McGILLICUDDY 


Mrs.   Ewan    Macdonald 


Mrs.  Arthur  Murphy 


of  choosing  some  quiet  spot  for  writing.  As  some 
men  would  put  it — 'when  I  am  tired  of  cutting 
wood  I  split  rails.'  My  preference  in  modern  lit- 
erature is  to  be  found  in  good  poetry  and  historical 
matter  of  all  varieties.  My  hobbies  are  confined  to 
folk  lore  and  historical  buildings  with  their  an- 
nuls 1  also  have  an  old-fashioned  flower  garden 
of  old-fashioned  flowers,  which  continues  to  hold 
my  enthusiasm." 

Mrs.  Rogers  has  written  many  historical  stories 
for  the  'Youth's  Companion"  under  her  maiden 
name  of  Grace  Dean  MacLeod.  In  1891  she  was 
married  to  Mr.  E.  H.  W.  Rogers,  a  barrister,  who 
is  now  Mayor  of  Amherst,  Nova  Scotia.  During 
the  past  season  she  wrote  a  novel  entitled   "Joan 

Hallway,"   which  has  had  a  wide  sale 
a. hi,  while  her  successful  collaboration  wi 
George  Churchill  in  the  popular  "Letters  fro 
Home  in  India,"   revealed  another  side  of 
erary  genius. 

MRS.    EVAH    .McKOWAN.    whose 
book,  "Janet  of  the  Kootenay." 

has  been  one  of  the  best  sellers 
throughout  the  Dominion  during  the 
past  few  months,  told  me  that  her 
met  hods  were  such  that  few  men 
would  be  able  to  follow  them.  "I 
arrange  my  plots,  conversations,  and 
settings,"  said  she,  "while  going 
about  my  morning  work  in  the  house 
and  garden  and  write  them  down  in 
the  afternoon  or  any  other  time  that 
1  ran  lind.  1  think  that  it  would  be 
impossible  for  me  to  sit  down  and 
study. out  a  situation  for  I  seemingly 
requlre  the  accompaniment  of  physi- 
cal exertion.  When  I  have  all  my 
-  as  firmly  in  my  mind  1  cannot  re- 
member   whether    I    have    made    the 


beds  or  dusted  the  living  room 
unless  I  go  to  look.  My  leisure 
hours  from  May  to  October  are 
all  spent  playing  tennis,  with 
the  exception  of  September, 
when  my  husband  and  I  don 
breeks  and  spend  the  month 
among  the  wonderful  lakes 
A    t  and   hills  of  British   Columbia, 

y  My  idea  of  a  holiday  is  the  fol- 

lowing   of    yellowing    trails    in 
the    hunting    season,     pungent 
with  the  odor  of  tamarack  and  falling  leaves. 

"In  literature  I  prefer  wholesome  stories  of  the 
out-of-doors.  It  is  never  necessary  for  my  en- 
joyment that  the  hero  keeps  getting  shot  or  fall- 
ing over  ^precipices.  I  am  bored  by  thrilling 
tales  and  thrilled  by  quiet,  quaint  narratives  such 
as  James  Lane  Allen's  'Kentucky  Cardinal'  or  an 
account  by  David  Grayson  of  the  making  of  a 
a  stone  fence.  I  have  often  thought  that  if  a 
writer  has  a  refreshing  viewpoint,  too  much  plot 
will  get  in  the  way  of  it.  My  hobbies  are  my 
work,  three  small  daughters,  sketching,  fruit 
farming,  and  every  outdoor  sport  that  a  man  en- 
joys. The  big  trouble  is  to  get  time  for  it  all 
and  I  will  eagerly  join  any  strike  for  a  forty. four 
hour  day." 

Mrs.  Ewan  Macdonald,  who  is  more  generally 
known  throughout  the  States  and  Canada  as 
"L.  M.  Montgomery,"  told  me  that  she  made 
much  use  of  her  note  books,  in  which  all  kinds 
of  ideas  are  jotted  down  for  use  in  characters,  in- 
cidents, bits  of  description,  and  dialogue.  "I  se- 
lect all  I  think  will  harmonize  with  or  develop 
my  central  idea,"  said  she,  "and  then  I  build  a 
'skeleton'  of  my  story  or  book,  blocking  out  each 
chapter  fully  as  regards  incidents  and  develop- 
ment of  character,  with  suitable  bits  of  descrip- 
tion and  dialogue.  When  the  'skeleton'  is  finished 
I  begin  to  write  the  book  and  generally  do  it 
pretty  swiftly.  When  the  story  is  done  I  lay  it 
aside  for  as  long  as  possible,  then  I  read  it  over, 
revise,  preen,  amplify,  or  correct  as  may  be  re- 
quired. Everything  I  write  receives  three  such 
revisions.  I  work  two  hours  every  morning  when 
I  am  home  at  actual  writing,  but  collect  material 
all  day  long  by  keeping  a  pencil  and  note  book 
handy,  jotting  down  everything  that  occurs  to  me. 
So  far  as  leisure  or  holidays  are  concerned,  if  I 
ever  had  any  I  would  spend  it  in  reading  other' 
people's  books  or  doing  fancy  work.  Any  prefer- 
ence I  have  for  modern  literature  is  not  worth 
speaking  of.  I  like  the  older  writers  best  and 
history  is  my  favorite." 

Mrs.  Macdonald  published  her  first  novel.  "Anne 
of  Green  Gables,"  in  1909,  and  it  achieved  an  im- 
mediate success.  Since  then  she  has  published 
"Anne  of  Avonlea,"  "Anne  of  the  Island,"  "Anne's 
House  of  Dreams,"  "Kilmeny  of  the  Orchard." 
"Chronicles    of    Avonlea."     "The     Golden    Road," 

(con-tinted  ox   page   72.1 


Mrs.   Nellie   McClung 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


A  Tragedy  as 


-A:n  \.v\:a<)<:   i\t  iVlai:  i  !.)ndeaiwvo(:[  \:o  Death 


■*• 


What   was   death;  anyway,   but  a   clear-cut   adventure?     To-morrow,   the   next    day — why    let    it   worry    him?      He   was   really 

.through  with  life!  l 


/    ,--',-  '  •       ......  -.:   .- 

HIS  heart  was  sick  of  it.  Whatever  the  , 
verdict  was  to  be,  he  wished  that  it 
was  over.  He  wanted  to  be  away 
soriitewhere  by^ himself,  away  from  these  men, 
his  jurors,  supposed  to  be  his  peers,  who  filed 
in  and  "out  of  the  courtroom  daily  like  so 
many  wooden-faced  destinies,  and  sat  silent 
or  half  asleep,  their  heads  glinting  in  the 
light  from  the  high  window. 

He  knew  iife — he  had  played  it  from  every 
angle.      He    had    "hit    the    high    spots,"    too, 
quite  frequently.      As   a  journalist   that  was 
part  of  his  scope.     But  though  he  had  lolled 
on  plush  covers  often  enough  to  get  the  feel 
of    them,    he    never    could    master    sufficient 
selfishness  to  deal  the  deck  from  that  viewpoint.     On 
the   other   hand,    his  gift  of  brilliant   satire   had   left 
him  almost   without  friends,  the  sort  of  friends  who 
could  be  useful  to  him,  being  tried  for  murder. 

He  had  never  been  able  to  suppress  his  point  of 
view,  had  never  cared  to  suppress  it.  perhaps.  He 
had  edited  for  a  couple  of  years  a  little  weekly,  all 
satire.  Seeing  the  uselessness  of  everything,  he 
laughed.  Where  was  the  remedy  in  a  plan  which 
was  all  greed  ?  He  was  a  cynic— a  terrible  cynic  at 
thirty-four — and  he  was  tired,  tired,  tired,  so  why 
should  it  matter  what  happened?  Even  love — he 
was  past  that,  too — another  mask!  He  had  been  too 
sensitive  to  begin  with,  it  might  be  a   little  too  fine. 

NOW  his  only  wish  was  for  them  to  get  it  over 
with  and  sentence  him.  It  seemed  such  a  use- 
less formality — this  jury,  the  judge  quite  as  listless, 
and  the  barking  attorneys.  There  would  be  only 
one  verdict — the  evidence  was  all  against  him.  Also, 
because  of  his  writings,  he  faced  strong  prejudice. 
The  man  who  has  a  propaganda  and  is  able  to  ex- 
press it  is  dangerous.  To  a"cept  and  not  to  think — 
has  been  the  unconscious  slogan  of  all  time.  The 
world  likes  its  house  as  convention  and  rule  have 
laid  it  out — and  not  a  drop  of  his  blood  ran  accord- 
ing to  rule.  But  he  was  only  an  individual — and 
many  other  civilizations  had  gone  before,  many, 
many  of  them,  undoubtedly,  that  history  knew  noth- 
ing of.  And  what  had  come  out  of  them? — merely 
the  present  mess.  What  was  the  use  of  single 
voices  in  the  wilderness?  The  wilderness  were  bet- 
ter left   to  itself. 

Perhaps,  he  had  never  thought  so  much  as  during 
this  trial.  And  certainly  he  had  never  been  so  much 
bored  as  during  these  last  two  days.  Facing  judge 
and  jury  for  an  entire  week  had  brought  it  out  in 
him.  In  the  beginning  he  had  hoped  till  he  saw  it 
was  all  against  him.  Then  he  had  given  it  up  with 
an  ironic  smile.  What  was  death  anyway  but  a 
clear-cut  adventure?  To-morrow,  the  next  day.  or 
how  -why  let  it  worry  him?  He  was  really  through 
with  life — so  why?  And  though  he  felt  his  mental 
attitude  was  doing  him  harm  with  his  judges,  he  did 
not  .change  it,  nor   his  manner.     Let   them  all  go  to 


'C 


ILLUSTRATED  BY  E.  J.  DINSMORE 


it  and  sentence  him  quickly.  However  he  fought 
them  they  would  do  it  anyway.  The  scheme  of 
things  wa.s  theirs,  created  by  minds  so  constituted- 
he  did  not  "belong" — so  why  should  he  try  to  remain 
in  it? 

On  trial  for  his  life,  he  fell  to  watching  its  pano- 
rama. And  if  singing  spring  days  of  his  youth  hit 
his  heart  with  a  breath  of  the  sunshine  before  he 
had  become  a  cynic,  he  drew  away  from  them  as  he 
had  once  drawn  away  from  the  light  in  a  woman's 
eyes  that  had  lied  to  him  likewise. 

THEN  he  fell  into  spells  of  wondering  what  death 
was  like.  A  strange  thing  this — not  breathing 
any  more!  He  thought  more  of  it  than  he  thought 
of  his  innocence,  or  what  they  were  doing  around 
him  to  save  or  kill  him.  He  irns  innocent — that  was 
something  in  consciousness  to  carry  into  the  un- 
known, at  least.  Though  the  preponderance  of  the 
evidence  convicted  him  in  the  minds  of  others,  it 
could  in  no  way  shadow  what  he  knew  within  him- 
self. 

He  had  been  his  own  chief  witness,  telling  a  simple 
story.  Edmund  Travers,  the  popular  actor,  had  re- 
ceived him,  Edgar  Matthews,  the  Thursday  morning 
of  the  murder  at  about  ten-thirty  in  his  own  room 
in  a  fashionable  hostelry.  In  the  hope  that  he  would 
produce  it  he  had  left  one  of  his  plays  with  Travers 
just  a  few  days  before.  He  had  remained  with  the 
actor,  who  had  decided  not  to  use  his  work,  about 
twenty  minutes,  discussing  its  merits.  Travers  had 
told  him  about  another  play  he  had  taken  up.  "The 
Lifted  Hand,"  by  another  local  author.  He. 
Matthews,  wondered  at  him  favoring  this  work  be- 
cause he  had  seen  it  produced  at  a  "benefit"  by 
amateurs,  and  had  not  thought  much  of  it  at  the 
time,  though  the  piece  had  been  very  badly  acted 
and  his  memory  was  not  clear  as  to  essentials. 
However  he  had  in  no  way  quarreled  with  the  actor, 
but  had  taken  his  own  play  and  gone  home. 

Half  an  hour  after  he  left  him.  Travers  had  been 
found  by  a  maid  murdered.  A  very  thin  stiletto  had 
been  plunged  into  his  heart  and  the  room  bore  all 
the  indications  of  a  scuffle.  He  had  been  a  favorite 
with    everyone,    a    man    known    in    his    private    life 


to  be  of  a  particularly  happy  disposition, 
who  had  everything  to  live  for,  and  no  ene- 
mies' 

;  had  been  brought. 
hey  were  overdoing 
1  clerks,  the  maid, 
of  these  knew  of 
Some  i>eople  in  the 
pass  out.  testified 
vous  and  in  haste, 
had  left  for  the  actor 
Witnesses  had  been  called 
..^oner's  general  character,  and 
those  who  acclaimed  the  fine  qualities  of  the 
other  man.  Then,  most  important  of  all,  there  was 
a  rather  scathing  criticism  of  this  actor  written  by 
Matthews  about  a  year  before,  and  which  lay  on  the 
dresser,  a  probable  cause  of  dissension,  at  the  time 
the  body  was  found.  This  critique,  however,  had 
not  been  half  so  drastic  as  articles  the  prisoner  had 
frequently  published  on  the  unfair  methods  of  the 
District  Attorney's  office  and  the  wild-weed  graft  in 
some  other  departments. 

Further  evidence,  an  absolutely  unnecessary  mass 
of  it,  had  been  dragged  in  to  show  this  and  that 
Everyone  seemed  so  eager  to  convict  him!  Under- 
standing what  the  verdict  would  be.  he  had  losl 
interest    in   it   after  the   first  three   days. 


THE    case    mostly    brought    out    Travers' 
ordinary     nnnularitv.       The 


extra- 
popularity.  The  public  mind  de- 
manded a  victim.  He  let  his  young  attorney  fight 
it  out  tooth  and  nail  because  he  was  a  very  ambi- 
tious young  attorney.  But  he,  himself,  sat  in  con- 
templation aside  watching  a  tragedy  as  old  as  the 
world  repeat  itself— an  innocent  man  being  CO!  - 
demhed  to  death. 

And  the  crowd  that  herded  in  to  see  the  spectacle' 
Was  there   really   ever  any   hope  for  the  crowd?     In 
spite    of    his    sympathy    for    them,    what    were    they? 
H,\v  few  of  them  could  think  any  higher  than  their 
stomachs?     Poor  fools!      They  owned  the  world  but 
did    not    know    it    and    never    would.      Not    even    the 
mess    of    pottage    had    they    to   show    for   their   birth- 
right.     The   upper  and   under   dog   bad   always   been. 
There   must   be   some  fate   in    it,   surely.      Where   did 
life    Journey    anyway    beyond    its    glitter?      Perhaps 
that    was    all.      A    poppy    died    and    was    never 
again.     How  futile  for  disciples  like  himself  to   I 
something  the  ages,  themselves,  had  failed   to  teach! 
The     poor     would     have     Loved     him     better     hi 
been    able    to    sing    them    a    simple    song,    ha 

able    to    catch    up    their    pulse    as    this 
who    had    been    killed.      As    young    as    thirty- 
he    had    reached,    very    weary,    the    barrier    of    I 
ingness     which     enfolds     life,     and     to     whicl 
human    heart    has    never    found    definite    answer.      H< 

(CONTIWUKD    ON"    l'AOE    73.) 


10 


Lanaaian    ri  o  m  e    Journal. 


EVELINA 

[Tie  History  of  Her  Heart 

FOURTH  PHASE 

By  Isabel  Ecclestone  Mackay 


ILLUSTRATED  BY  MARION   LONG 


n* 


■9 


"There  would  always  be  a  bugle  with  Jim,  but  somehow  I  like  the  man 
who  hears  the  calling  ef  bugles!" 


<P 


\ 


P 


AM  engaged  to  Harold-next-door. 
I  suppose  it  was  to  be  expected! 
Mother  certainly  expected  it,  and 
father  and  Harold's  mother.  Ex- 
pectation seemed  to  permeate  the 
a,(jjiosiphere.  So  when  Harold  said 
somethings  about  our  having  been 
such  jolly  good  friends  and 
wouldn't  it  be  nice  if  we  got 
married,      1      said      I   ,  thought      it 

would.  • 

s 
It  doesn't  seem  to  be  so  .much  Harold  himself 
whom  my  family  find  so  desirable  as  Harold's  father 
and  his  grandfather:  in  the  same  way  Harold's 
mother  (toes  not  rave  over  me  at  all  but  she  is  more 
than  satisfied  with  my  parents,  my  grandparents 
and  all  my  defeased  ancestors.  It  seems  that  there 
is  such  a  risk  in  marrying  into  families  that  one 
doesn't  know.  Take  Maliel  Woods,  for  instance — 
she  married  a  lawyer  from  Montreal  and  it  turned 
out  that  he  had  an  uncle  who  committed  suicide. 
Katharine  Riplej  went  to  see  her  the  last  time  she 
was  in  Montreal  and  she  a.skcd  her,  in  a  tactful  way, 
of  course,  if  she  wasn't  terribly  afraid  that  Bob 
might  commit  suicide  t(M>.  Mabel  said,  "I  was.  at 
first."  Katherine  says  She  did  not  like  to  probe  fur- 
ther, so  we're  n<>l   sure  just  what   Mabel  meant. 

I  suppose  it  is  a  great  advantage  to  know  for 
certain  that  then  are  no  suicide  uncles  in  Harold's 
family  -although  1  should  never  have  worried  about 
it  myself.  The  Blakelys  have  all  lived  to  be  fright- 
fully old.  all  except  Harold's  father  who  was  killed 
by  accident.  Harold  is  practically  guaranteed  until 
seventy-live.  Though,  as  he  says  himself,  the  guar- 
antee does  not  cover  the  risks  of  war.  It  just  shows 
how  inconsistent  parents  are,  for  with  one  breath 
father  talks  <>i    the  healthy  and  long-dived  Blakelys 

and   with    the    next    he   declares   Uiat    the    Only    reason 

for  consenting  to  my  being  engaged  so  young  is  that 
Harold's  regiment  may  be  sent  to  the  fronit  almost 
any  day  now.  "Every  boj  over  there  should  have 
a  girl  "vcr  here/'  Bays  lather.  "A  good  girl  is  the 
best  of  anchors."  But  you  can  see  that  his  ideas  are 
badly  mixed. 

ALMOST  all  the  girls  In  our  set  are  engaged  or 
going  to  be.  But  i  don't  think  i  should  have 
allowed  Bhls  to  hurry  me  If  l  hadn't  beer  awfully 
i  ii  urold.  1  shouldn't  think  it  right  to  marry 
a  man  one  doesn't  like,  not  even  to  i"  an  anchor. 
Think  of  sitting  opposite  bo  him  at  breakfast!  But 
I  stayed  over  at   the   Blakelys  one  night  on  purpose 

to   trv    having   breakfast    with    Harold,   and    it    was   all 

right     still,  aJthouf.h    I    believe   iii   taking   sensible 

precautions  like  that.  I  have  lost  many  of  my  ro- 
mantic notions  about  love,  i  dent  think  that  i  quite 
believe  in  love,  as  love,  any  mere      l  think   I   have 

passed  that  Stage.  And  when  1  look  at  Edith  Wil- 
liams and  Tom   White  I'm  not  sorry  for  it.     I  should 


hate  to  lie  as  silly 
about  Harold  as 
she  is  about  Tom. 
And  Harold  ad- 
mits that  the  way 
Tom  raves  about 
Edith  gives  him  a 
pain.  No.  we  have 
talked  it  all  over 
and  we  are  agreed 
that  calm  liking  is 
the  best  basis  for 
a  happy  married 
life. 

Once  I  thought 
that  no  married 
life  could  be  hap- 
py, but  Chat  was 
when  I  had  what 
Katherine  Ripley 
called  the  "femin- 
ist fever."  I  think 
now  that  my  ideas 
at  that  time  were 
too  radical.  The 
war  has  certainly 
shown  that,  taken 
collectively,  men 
do  play  a  some- 
what prominent 
part  in  the  scheme 
of  things,  however 
negligible  one  may- 
find  them  individ- 
ually. Even  the 
individual  man  has 
begun  to  seem  less 
negligible.  AH  the 
girls  feel  this 
keenly.  They  call 
it  realizing  the  solidarity  of  the  race.  And  they  are 
going  to  keep  it  solid  if  they  can. 

Some  of  them  have  gone  the  length  of  being  mar- 
ried already,  without  bridesmaids  or  even  wedding 
cake.  The  war  came  so  unexpectedly,  the  boys  had 
to  go  so  soon  and  all  the  old  comfortable  world  was 
so  shaken  and  overturned  that  some  of  the  war 
brides  look  dazed  and  bewildered  yet.  It  was  as  if 
some  dreadful  Thing  had  suddenly  become  impatient 
and  said  "Hurry!" 

A  T  first  Harold  wanted  our  wedding  to  take  place 
**•  before  he  leaves,  but  father  wouldn't  hear  of 
it.  I  longed  to  point  out  to  him  how  inconsistent 
this  attitude  was,  but  I  didn't,  because  I  was  afraid 
he  might  change  it.  All  things  considered,  I'd  rather 
wait  until  we  can  do  the  thing  properly.  I'm  quite 
willing  to  be  engaged  and  to  wnite  to  my  fiance  twice 
a  week  (or  whatever  is  customary)  and  to  send 
chocolates  and  cigarettes  and  socks  (mother  will 
help  with  the  socks).  And  1  rather  like  the  idea  of 
being  an  anchor.  But  I  think  that's  enough  for  the 
present. 

Harold's  mother  is  willing  to  wait  also^  I  think 
boys'  mothers  mostly  are.  In  fact,  Mrs.  Blakely 
might  have  wanted  the  engagement  postponed  alto- 
gether, if  it  were  not  for  her  lively  horror  of  French 
girls.  Mrs.  Blakely  has  never  met  any  French 
people,  but  she  knows  what  French  novels  are! 
And  as  for  French  ancestors — well!  So  from  the 
picture  of  Harold  with  a  French  bride  she  turns 
with  real  relief  to  me.  Not  that  1  am  all  that  she 
could  wish.  I  have  many  faults  which  time,  she 
hopes,  will  correct.  The  chief  of  them  is  a  certain 
balanced  appreciation  of  the  charms  and  merits  of 
Harold.  Young  girls  in  her  time  were  "more  emo- 
tional." They  did  not.  treat  their  prospective  hus- 
bands with  "undue  flippancy";  they  "deferred  more 
to  masculine  judgment"  (Fancy  deferring  be  Har- 
old!) Still,  on  the  whole.  Mrs.  B.  and  I  get  along 
very  well,  for  she  admits  that  "no  one  but  a  mother 
really  knows."  And  i  have  promised  to  leave  the 
knitting  Of  sweaters  and  Balaclava  helmets  entirely 
to  her— they   take  such  ages! 

1  am  very,  very  busy,  so  1  shan't  write  in  this 
diary  much,  but  I  feel  that  1  ought  to  note  down 
seine  of  the  most  important  things  for.  as  father 
says,  in  these  days  we  are  really  making  history. 

THREE  weeks  later. 
Harold  is  here!  He  got  home  from  camp  on 
leave  three  days  ago.  1  ought  to  have  noted  it  down 
at  once,  but  everything  has  been  in  a  rush.  Several 
ef  the  other  boys  are  home  too,  and  everyone  is 
hurrying  to  entertain  them  in  case  their  leave  should 
l.e  .lit  sheit.  Harold  brought  a  friend  home  with 
him  -Lieutenant  Burke  and  who  should  he  turn 
out  to  be  but  Jim  Burke  win.  used  to  go  to  high 
school  with  us  before  his  family  moved  out  West. 


How  boys  change  as  they  grow  up!  And  yet 
there  is  something  very  familiar  about  Lieutenant 
Burke.  I  think  it  is  his  eyes.  The  moment  I  saw 
him  I  had  a  vision  of  an  ugly  little  boy,  with  a 
pompadour  which  grew  on  his  forehead  in  a  peak, 
staring  and  staring  at  me  across  the  school-room 
until  my  neck  got  stiff  with  the  effort  not  to  notice 
it.  He  had  no  manners  at  all — as  a  boy.  And  he 
was  certainly  homely  as  well  as  rude.  But  even 
then  he  had  remarkable  eyes.  They  were  brown  and 
reflected  the  light  just  as  brown  water  does.  I 
wonder  if  he  remembers  how  he  used  to  stare? 

T    ATER. 

■*— '  Yes,  he  does  remember.  He  hasn't  said  so — but 
r  know  he  does.  It  is  just  a  little  bit  embarrassing 
— though  I  can't  quite  understand  why.  I  wonder 
if  he  ever  was  really  as  homely  as  I  used  to  think? 
Because  in  that  respect  he  has  certainly  changed. 
N'o  one  could  call  him  a  handsome  man,  but  he  has 
a  very  striking  face,  and  he  is  nearly  six  feet  tall. 
Harold  looks  quite  little  and  young  beside  him.  al- 
though they  are  of  the  same  age.  I  suppose  it  is 
his  Western  life — everything  is  big  out  West,  he 
says. 

"Including  feet,"  said  Katherine  Ripley.  He 
laughed.  But  I  did  not  think  the  remark  at  all 
funny.  Men  always  find  Katherine  more  amusing 
than  we  do.  Katherine  seems  to  have  taken  rather 
a  fancy  to  Lieutenant  Burke.  She  danced  seven 
dances  with  him  last  night — in  spite  of  his  feet. 

I  wonder  why  everybody  thinks  that  engaged 
people  should  always  dance  together — or  nearly? 
The  other  boys  do  not  ask  me  half  so  often  as  they 
used  to.     Luckily  Harold  can  dance! 

It  was  when  I  was  sitting  out  a  dance  with  him 
(Lieutenant  Burke,  I  mean)  that  I  fert  sure  he 
remembered  how  rude  he  used  to  be.  I  can't  explain 
— just  something  in  the  way  he  looked!  It  Is  odd 
how  some  people  understand  other  people,  without 
explanations.  It's  restful  too.  I  don't  believe  that 
Jim  and  I  talked  much  at  all  while  we  sat  out  that 
dance,  yet  we  came  to  know  each  other  quite  well 
by  the  time  it  was  over  and  it  seemed  perfectly 
natural  for  us  to  call  each  other  by  our  first  names 
as  we  used  to  do  at  school.  I  am  glad  because  It  is 
so  much  pleasanter  when  a  bride  finds  her  husband's 
friends  congenial. 

Not  that  I  intend  to  be  a  bride  for  ages  yet! 

NEXT  day. 
I  wish  I  had  a  real  talent  like  Katherine.  She 
is  making  sketches  of  all  the  boys  who  are  going 
overseas,  and  getting  them  to  autograph  the 
sketches.  I  told  Harold  I  didn't  see  why,  and  he 
said  he  didn't  either. 

"Take  me,  for  instance."  he  said,  "what  on  earth 
does  she  want  with  an  autographed  sketch  of  me?" 

I  said  she  couldn't  possibly  want  it  really!  And 
it  didn't  seem  to  have  been  a  fortunate  thing  to  say. 
for  Harold  looked  cross.  1  saw  at  once  that  he  had 
liked  her  wanting  it.  Men  are  certainly  vain.  And 
Katherine  knows  how  to  flatter  them.  Well,  I  don't 
mind,  only  for  Katherine's  own  sake  I  hope  she  will 
have  the  good  taste  to  confine  her  autographed 
collection  to  our  own  home  boys.  Strangers  might 
misunderstand.  Jim  Burke,  for  instance,  can  hardly 
be  called  a  home  boy,  since  he  has  lived  for  years 
in  Calgary.  Besides,  one  can't  know  any  man  well 
enough  in  three  days  to  ask  him  to  autograph  a 
sketch.  Katherine  would  surely  realize  that.  I 
hope  so.  1  think  I'll  run  over  there  to-night  to  make 
sure. 

LATER. 
Yes,  she  did  ask  him  I  And,  naturally,  he 
couldn't  refuse.  She  showed  me  the  sketch.  It  is 
one  of  her  best.  Either  sin  took  more  time  to  it  or 
his  face  lends  itself  we'd  to  effective  work.  There 
is  character  in  the  somewhat  harsh  lines  and  a  cer- 
tain distinction  which  is  more  striking  than  mere 
good  looks.  I  told  Katherine  that  I  thought  it  quite 
a  success  and  well  worth  having,  as  a  sketch. 

She  said.  "Yes.  dear,  but  as  an  engaged  girl  your 
interest  in  art  for  art's  sake  must  be  curbed.  I  have 
something  else  for  yen  something  you  will  like  so 
much  Utter."  And  she  gave  me  a  new  sketch  of 
Harold  dene  in  crayon— quite  good.  I  was  delighted. 
Colored  craven,  however,  seems  hardly  the  most 
happy  medium  for  a  soldier's  portrait.  It  seemed 
bo  give  Harold  a — a  sort  of  unbaked  look.  I  asked 
her  if  it   were  quite   finished. 

"O  yes."  she  said.  "I  know  what  you  mean,  dear. 
I '.in    I    felt    you    would    like    him  just   as   he    really 

IS.    ' 

I  pretended  not  to  notice  the  implication,  for  some- 
hew  I  was  feeling  tired.  I  did  not  want  to  argue  in 
,1,  ten.-,  of  Harold.  Men  shouldn't  need  argument 
or   ,i.       no         \nd    Katheriif     knows  as   well   as'  I   do 


June,   Nineteen-Twenty. 

that  it  isn't  Harold's  fault  that  his  mother  has 
always  insisted  on    treating   him  like  a  girl. 

r  LJ^FT  Katherine's  early.  '  Harold  was  coming  to 
A  take  me  home,  but  I  did  not  wait  for  him.  I 
wanted  to  be  alone  for  a  while.  I  have  seen  such  a 
lot  of  Harold  lately  that  I  am  in  danger  of  seeing 
crooked.  I  wanted  to  think — butt  I  didn't  get  the 
chance  because  almost  at  Katherine's  door  I  ran 
into  Jim  Burke  and  he  insisted  on  walking  home 
with   me. 

I  wish  I  could  remember  what  we  talked  about. 
It  seemed  rather  important  at  the  time,  but  in  look- 
ing back  I  can't  fix  on  anything  very  outstanding 
Conversation  is  a  queer  thing.  You  would  think  if 
depended  upon  what  a  person  says,  but  it  doesn't. 
( >f  all  that  talk  I  only  remember  one  thing  distinctly, 
and  that  was  a  lie.  It  happened  when  Jim  asked  me 
what  was  in  the  roll  of  paper  I  was  carrying  so  care- 
fully. I  said,  "Oh.  nothing — just  a  design  for  wall- 
paper." I  don't  know  why  I  said  it.  It  was  an 
absurd  thing  to  say.  And  anyway.  I  believe  he  knew 
very  well  what  it  really  was.  I  think  we  talked  about 
the  weather  after  that,  or  something;  then,  as  it 
was  so  early  when  we  got  home,  Jim  came  in  for  a 
chart;  with  father.  Father  was  out,  but  I  know  where 
he  keeps  his  best  cigars,  so  it  didn't  matter  much. 
Naturally  Jim  waited  until  father  came  in — that  was 
only   polite. 

When  he  had  gone  I  showed  Katherine's  sketch 
of  Harold  to  father. 

"What  d'y'  call  that?"  said  father,  screwing  up 
h.s  eyes. 

"A  design  for— I  mean  a  sketch  of  Harokl  in 
crayon." 

Father  said  "Hum:"  and  frowned.  Then,  as  if 
he  couldn't  help  it,  he  began  to  grin. 

"It's  not  eupfposed  to  be  humorous,"  I  said. 

Father's  grin  vanished. 

"Katharine  made  it,"  I  said.  "She  is  clever  isn't 
she?" 

"Too  darned  clever!"  said  father. 

He  doesn't  like   Katherine. 

XJEXT  day. 

Katherine  has  an  idea.  She  thinks  that  every- 
one ought  to  be  specially  cheerful  while  the  boys  are 
home,  so  she  is  going  to  give  an  old-fashioned  picnic. 
Everyone  is  to  bring  her  own  basket  and  we  are  to 
drive  out  five  miles  to  the  Long  Pond.  Mr.  Ripley 
is  going  to  arrange  for  rowboats  and  Katherine  says 
it's  providential  that  there  will  be  moonlight  for  the 
drive  home. 

I  think  the  idea  a  good  one — if  we  could  all  go 
together  in  a  jolly  party.  But  Katherine's  idea  is 
to  have  everyone  pair  off.  "I  know  Edith  will  want 
Tom,  and  Janey  will  want  Walter  and  you.  of 
•  •ourse,  will  want  every  moment  you  can  get  with 
Harold,"  she  told  me.  "So  I've  arranged  for  each 
eouple  to  drive  out  and  back  together." 

"I  don't  want  to  be  selfish,"  I  said.  "There  are 
some  of  the  boys  who  will  have  no  one  special  to 
take.     If  we  all  went  together — " 

"Don't  worry  about  that  a  bit,  Lina,"  she  inter- 
rupted. "As  hostess  I'll  attend  to  all  that.  Lf  any- 
one has  to  play  odd  man  out  I'll  look  after  him. 
That  is  why  Pll  have  no  special  escort  myself.  Not 
being  with  anyone  in  particular  I  can  be  free  for 
emergencies.    All  you  have  to  do  is  to  enjoy  yourself." 

Well,  it's  her  picnic. 
But  anyone  with  a 
social  sense  can  see 
that  she  is  going  about 
things  wrongly.  It  is 
a  blunder  to  throw  en- 
gaged couples  together 
so  continually.  It  is 
horribly  provincial  to 
insist  upon  the  obvious. 
Besides,  even  engaged 
people  find  variety 
stimulating. 

Katherine  ought  to 
remember  that — for  she 
was  engaged  herself 
once  and  couldn't  stand 
the  monotony.  The 
man  was  someone  she 
met  when  taking  an 
art  course  in  New 
York.  He  was  a  painter 
i  portraits),  awfully 
striking  Katherine 
says.  But  after  a  few 
months  she  decided 
that  it  wouldn't  do. 
Two  artists  in  one 
family,  she  said,  might 
result  in  an  over- 
charged atmosphere. 

"Too  much  art?"  I 
asked. 

"No,"  said  Katherine. 
"too  much  turpentine." 

I  don't  think  people 
ought  to  be  so  careless 
and  frivolous  about  en- 
gagements. 


HP  WO  days  later. 
-1  The  picnic  is  over 
— thank  heaven!  I 
told  Katherine  I  had 
had  a  perfectly  lovely 
time  and  she  said  that 
was  what  she  had 
hope  d — s  h  e  simply 
loved  seeing  other 
people  happy.  Then 
we  chanced  to  catch 
each  other's  eyes  and 
felt  foolish,  for  we  both 
knew  we  were  lying. 
If  Katherine  was  happy 


it  wasn't  because  other  people  were,  and  as  for  me, 
I  never  spent  a  more  -miserable  day  in  my  life. 

Harold  drove  me  out,  and  from  the  first  I  could 
see  that  there  was  something  wrong.  Good  temper 
is  Harold's  long  suit,  but  anyone  more  dismal  than 
he  on  this  occasion  can  hardly  be  imagined.  l 
couldn't  blame  him.  of  course.  The  uniform  cheeri- 
ness  of  our  boys  in  the  face  of  this  dreadful  war  is 
a  thing  to  wonder  at.  It  is  only  natural  that  they 
should  iee]  iet  down  at  times.  1  tried  hard  to  re- 
'  member  that  it  was  my  duty  to  be  cheerful  for  two. 
Hut  it  only  made  him  worse. 

"I'm  afraid  I'm  horriblj  dull  to-day.  Lina,"  he 
said,  alter  a  noticeable  silence. 

I   said   it  didn'Jk  matter.      1   COUld  quite   understand 

"Ohj  it's  not  that!"  he  Interrupted  quite  crossly. 

I  asked  him  if  he  had  any  idea  how  soon  his  regi- 
ment would  get  orders  to  leave. 

He  said  he  hadn't,  but  he  hoped  I  wouldn't  worry 
if  it  wont  sooner  than   !  expected. 

1   said  bravely   that    1    wouldn't   worry   the   least   bit 

and  he  scowled  like  anything! 

"Mother  will,"   he  said   in   a   hollow   tone. 

I  reminded  him  that  his  mother  was  like  that. 
And   it  didn't   please   him   either. 

"All  women  are  like  that — if  they  care  enough," 
he  said  sulkily. 

I  saw  then  that  I  was  on  the  wrong  tack,  but  I 
had  to  stick  it  out. 

"Mothers  are  different,"  1  declared,  and  before  we 
knew  it  we  were  arguing  in  the  most  absurd  man- 
ner. Harold  forgot  that  he  was  a  young  hero  and  I 
forgot  that  I  was  an  anchor  and  an  almost  childish 
quarrel  was  averted  only  by  our  arrival  at  Long 
Pond. 

Katherine  was  there  already  and  standing  beside 
her  was  the  "odd  man  out" — the  "emergency"  for 
which  Katherine  had  so  thoughtfully  held  herself 
free.   Lieutenant  Burke. 

44'T'HIS  is  the  commissariat  department,"  said 
A  Katherine  laughing.  "Leave  your  basket. 
Lina  dear,  and  dismiss  it  from  your  mind.  We're 
not  going  to  bother  any  of  you  happy  couples  with 
sordid  details.  You're  to  have  one  long,  glorious 
care-free  day." 

"Thanks,"  said  Harold,  rather  unexpectedly.  "But 
sordid  details  are  what  Lina  and  I  need  at  present. 
We'll  stay  and  help." 

Katherine  smiled  kindly.  "Poor  things,"  she  sym- 
pathized. "No  wonder  your  nerves  are  on  edge. 
But  do  try  to  forget  about  it  for  an  hour  or  two. 
Be   happy   while   you  can." 

"Yes — let's!"  I  said  (there  was  nothing  to  do  but 
to  play  up).  "Come  along,  Harold,  I'll  race  you  to 
the  boats! " 

I  was  on  my  mettle,  and  I  think  1  did  it  well.    You 

-  see,  Jim  Burke's  eyes  were  on  me,  and  something  in 

that  absorbed  brown  gaze  made  me  hot  all  over.     It 

brought  hack   the  old  school  room  and  a  rude   little 


boy  who  stared  and  a  proud  little  girl  who  pretended 
not  to  know  it. 

It  was  the  perversity  of  fate,  I  suppose,  which 
made  me  stumble  over  a  tree  root  as  I  turned  to  go. 

"Steady!"  It  was  Harold  who  said  it,  but  it  wasn't 
Harold's  hand  that  caught  and  held  me.  It  was  a 
larger,  firmer  hand  than  his — a  hand  that  felt  so — 
so  strange!  It  is  curious,  but  I  never  realized  before 
what   a   difference    there   is   in    hands.      Even    now   I 


'I  don't  believe  Jim  and  I  talked  much  at  all  while  we  sat  out  that  dance,  yet  we  came  to  know 

each  other  quite  well." 


11 

cannot  understand  why  there  should  be  such  u 
difference.  Perhaps  Katherine  is  right,  and  m> 
nerves  are  on  edge.  Anyway,  the  fact  remains  that 
of  ail  the  happenings  at  the  picnic  the  one  thing 
which  I  keep  remembering  is  the  very  odd  sensatioi 
which  came  over  me  when  1  felt  Jim's  hand  upon 
my  arm. 

The  only  other  Incident  of  any  importance  hap- 
pened when  Harold  and  i  went  rowing.  I  call.it 
important  simply  because  it  was  puzzling.  In  real- 
ity it  was  nothing  in  particular-  just  a  photo  which 
fell  out  of  Harold's  pocket  as  he  threw  his  coat  into 
the  boat.  It  fell  lace  up.  and  it  was  the  photo  of  1 
very  pretty  girl.  A  girl  I  had  never  seen. 
Who's  that.  Harold?"   I   asked   idly. 

"Oh— just  a  girl!"  He  crammed  the  poor  thing 
back  into  his  pocket  in  the  rudest  way.  I  hope  h> 
doesn't  think  I  flatter  him  by  being  jealous!  1 
despise  jealousy.  Harold  may  keep  a  dozen  girls 
photos  in   his  pockets  if  he   wishes. 

Still,  it   was  odd, 

WE  had  a  rather  silent  row.  I  still  felt  some- 
what upset  by — toy  nearly  falling  over  thai 
root,  and  Harold's  temper  was  atrocious.  W« 
cheered  up  at  supper  time,  but  the  ride  home  in  the 
moonlight  was  anything  but  gay.  Being  engaged 
certainly  seems  to  interfere  with  conversation.  1 
believe  that,  in  theory,  engaged  people  enjoy  silence 
But,  in  practice.  I  find  it  distinctly  boring.  Kather- 
ine and  Jim  Burke  talked  all  the  way  home.  We 
could  hear  them.  And  they  seemed  to  laugh  a  great 
deal. 

VTEXT  night. 

-L^  Mother  asked  me  to-day  if  1  knew  anything 
about  Lieutenant  Burke's  family.  As  if  I  could 
Besides,  what  possible  concern  of  ours  is  the  family 
of  a  man  we  scarcely  know? 

HP  HE  day  after. 
*■  Something  is  certainly  troubling  Harold.  He 
is  not  like  himself  at  all.  He  has.always  been  such 
a  placid,  happy-go-lucky  boy,  and  now  he  has  ii 
come  a  creature  of  moods.  At  times  he  seems  almost 
sentimental,  but  when  I  try  to  accommodate  mysef 
to  this  phase  (as  I  feel  is  my  duty,  being  engaged^ 
he  seems  positively  uneasy  and  usually  goes  home. 
I   know   I  don't  do  it  very  well,  but — 

What  if  the  trouble  hasn't   to  do  with  me  at   all? 

What  if  it's  that  girl? 

The  idea  seems  more  and  more  possible.  I  am  not 
at  all  jealous.  (That  is  why  I  haven't  thought  of 
this  solution  before).  But  I  know  he  still  carries 
that  photo  in  his  pocket;  yesterday  it  fell  out.  for 
the  third  time.  I  said  politely,  "Why  don't  you  p'n 
it  in?"  And  he  gave  me  a  look — well,  it  wasn't  an 
engaged  look  at  all! 

I  think  I  shall  call  on  Harold's  mother.  I  owe 
her  a  call  anyway.  One  of  the  things  she  objects  to 
in  me  is  my  habit  of  owing  calls.  In  her  day  en- 
gaged girls  thought  it  a  great  privilege  to  run  over 
for  a  talk  with  "his"  mother.  They  were  simply- 
wrapped  up  in  hearing  all  about  him  from  infancy 
upward.  And  Mrs.  Blakely  seems  to  forget  that  I 
have  known  Harold  practically  from  infancy  myself. 
I'm  sure  we  used  to  call  "Goo!"  at  each  other 
from  our  respective  baby-buggies.  And  later  on 
— well,  I  could  tell  her  a  few  things  about  Harold 
-— -*i  if     it     came     to     thai ! 

T    ATER. 

*—*  The  telephone  rang 
just  as  I  was  putting 
on  my  hat.  and  it  was 
Mrs.  Blakely  a=kine 
me  to  do  exactly  what 
I  was  doing.  I  knew 
at  once  that  there  was 
something  in  the  wind, 
for  she  almost  never 
asks  me  over.  She 
thinks  I  ought  to  come 
without  being  asked 
I  said  in  a  surprised 
voice  that  I  would  come 
of  course  if  she  wanted 
me. 

When  I  arrived  it 
was  more  than  ever  evi- 
dent that  I  was  want- 
ed for  a  special  pur- 
pose. She  even  forgot 
to  receive  me  with  her 
usual  wondering  yet 
c  o  n  g  r  a  tulatory  air 
which.  being  inter- 
preted, might  mean 
"You  fortunate,  for- 
tunate girl — but  what 
did  Harold  see  in  you?" 
She  did  not  speak 
about  Harold  at  all  for 
quite  five  minutes 
which  was,  I  think,  a 
record,  and  even  then 
she  approached  him  by 
stealth,  skirmishing  as 
it  were,  through  the 
underbrush  of  minor 
subjects.  Then,  seeing 
that  I  lent  the  attack- 
ing party  no  a  - 
she  suddenly 
from  cover  and  opened 
fire. 

"Evelina,  my  dear." 
she  said.  "I  do  not  wish 
to  disturb  you.  but 
have  you  noticed  any- 
thing peculiar  about 
Harold  of  late?" 


Vou  mean   his   being   so  moony?"   I   naked.     '.'Yea, 
urse  I  have,  iiui  under  the  cir<  u  instances 
raid's  mother  raised  a   pi  otestlng   hand. 
If  bj  circumstances  you  mean  the  war."  she  said 
•  tfly,   "you    'in    him    an    Injustlci       M>    boj    Is    nol 

1  ■  ttlng  about   tl >r<    him      1 1   Ls   nol   that. 

im  in-  in,, id.  i    and    i    know." 
Well,  then,"   i   Bald   patiently,    "what    is  it?     Not 
h 

irae    not  n  dly  e?cpe< 

probi    too  deep  n   you   might    have  seen 

■  hat   his  ui  i  in    from  i  he  hi  ari 

He         ui  i  ict,    mj    dear,    i    am 

to   admit    that    perhaps    we   older   folk    were 

•  make  j  our  engagement  a  long 

part  1   hi  \  e  decided  to  wit  hdrav\ 

ill  opposition  i"  .1 1    lmm>  diate  m 

■  ,i  my  hand  genl  ly.    CI 
ovi  rcome,     i    was      Bu 
itions  which  her  expression   Indicated 
ither  will  never  consent,"  I  stammered  al  last. 
i   will  reason  with  your  father,"  she  said  gently. 
'And  Harold  lsn''l   keen  either!"     I  blurted  it   out 
operation     and   al    once    I    saw    thai    we    were 
getting   in  the  heart   of  things.     In   her  anxiety  she 
ler  fear    awaj . 
'"That's    it'"    sin-    said.      "Harold    Is  She    saw 

her  mistake  and  finished  hastily,  "•]  mean,  I  think  we 
were  all  foolish  not  bo  let  him  follow  his  first  im- 
pulse 

I    coughed.     "'  >h.    i    don't    know,"    I    said   slowly, 
•    are  others      me,  you   know.      I   might  not  wish 
to  be  married     as  a   fllrsl   impulse.'' 

'Oh,  my  dear,  don't  be  difficult!"  replied  Mrs 
Blakely.  "Harold  is  devoted  to  you,  of  course.  Sou 
lon't   understand:       I   am   his  mother — " 

Tr\  not  to  he.  jusl  for  a  moment,"  I  suggested 
Look  at  tJiis  from  a  neutral  standpoint.  And  let 
is   get    i'.   clear       Vou    think    that    Harold    is    unhappy 

ind   you   suspect    his  affections   are   involved.     But 
iow?     is  he  fretting  over  the  length  of  his  engage- 
to  me  or  is  he  fretting  because  he  is  engaged 

to  me  at   all'."' 

The  directness  bf  this  issue  left  us  both  tongue- 
tied.    .We    stared    at    each    other   silently    while    oui 

hqughts  raced.  For  myself.  I  had  not  taken  Har- 
old's change  of  manner  seriously  until  this  moment. 
But  in  a  flash,  as  I  gazed  ait  her.  I  saw  that   she  did 

\nd  she  was  his  mother — and  she   knew. 

u/^OOD  gracious!"    I   said   with   sudden   and  com- 
^sJ    piete  conviction.     "Harold  is  in  love  with  the 

photograph  girl!'.' 
Mrs.  lilakely  began  to  cry. 

I    hardly    noticed    her.      I    was    too   much    occupied 
With  my  own  feelings.     How  simple  the  solution  was 
how  blind  and  stupid  I   had  been!      I  drew  a    Ions 
breath.     It   seemed  to  be  the   first  free  breath    I  had 
drawn    in    weeks.      Some    weight    had    lifted.      1    was 
conscious   of   a   sudden   and   amazing   kind- 
ess  toward  the  whole  world.     Even  toward  ," 
Harold  and  Harold's  mother,  who  was  now 
i  hing  for  her  handkerchief. 
I    don't    see    how    you    call    l-laugh!"    she 

quavered, 

I    didn't    know    that     I    had    laughed,    and 
sa.d  so.     "But.  dear  Mrs.  Blakely."  I  added. 
il    Harold   has  really   changed   his  mind,   if 
lie    has    met    a    girl    he    likes    better,    you'd 
rather    have    me    laugh    than    cry,    surely?" 
It's     H-Harold     I'm    thinking    of."    wept 
Harold's    mother    somewhat    superfluously. 
"W-who  is  this  g-girl?     I  don't  know  any- 
thing about   her — f-1'amily      nothing  at  all." 
Then  you  know  nothing  to  its  dtsadvan- 
age    at    any   rate."    I    comforted.      "To   me 
she  looks  like  a  very  nice  girl,  though  I've 
only    seen    her    face    upside    down.      Hasn't 
Harold    said   anything    about    her  at   all?" 

Harold,    it    appeared,    had    said    nothing, 
and  whafc  Mrs.   Blakely   knew  she  knew  by 
ncl    with  a  little  mild  espionage  on  the 
Harold    slept    with    the    photograph 
under  his  pillow,  that  much  was  sure.    But, 
■■    no  questions  had  been  asked.     Ask- 
qui  stions,    his 
mol  hi  r       thought, 
might   put    ideas   in 
his      head.        As      a 

mot  h  ne  In- 

stinct had  been  to 
blind  her  i  yes  ti  i 
what      they     might 

posslblj  se,.  and 
to  hurry  on  our 
lage  so  that 
Harold,  the  only 
one  w  orl  hj  of  con- 
sideration, might 
be   "safe." 


(,yori;  an 
1    [ears  and 


Evelina,"  said  she,  discarding 
assuming  dignity,  "your  altitude  « 
entirely  Incomprehensible.  And  I  must  say  U 
now  realize  a  lack  in  you  which  has  no  doubt,  com- 
.  mj  dear  boy  to— to  look  elsewhere  for-  for  a 
more  er  devotional  a  I  tai  lunend  i  [arold  h 
loving  nature,  a  sensitive  soul." 

"Perhaps  the  photograph  girl  has  one  too,"  I  said 
'We'll    hop-    so    anyway.      By    the    way,    where    i> 
II  u-oli 
Harold,  his  mother  thought,  was  out  walking  with 
i  nam    Burke,   she   wished   he   weren't.      She   ,i 

approved    of    Lieutenant    Burke.     "A    most   abrupt 

young  man.  Western  in  manner  and  Inclined  to 
bullj    Harold-   if  such  a   thing  were  possible." 

"Do    vou    suppose    Harold    has    told    him    about 

photograph?"   I  asked  thoughtfully. 
Mis     Blakely's    glance    became    markedly    frigid 

'  Would  he  be  likely  to  tell  a  friend  what  he  with- 
holds from  his  own  mother?"  she  inquired  with 
majesty. 

Privately  I  thought  he  Jolly  well  would.  And  if 
Harold  had  told  Jim,  then  .Mm  knew!  And  if  dim 
knew — 

i  left  the  Blakely's  with  a  easting-off-of-the-dust 
-  •nsatlon  and  right  at  the  gate  I  ran  into  .Mm 
Burke.  But  it  wasn't  Harold  who  was  with  him. 
It  was  [Catherine  Ripley. 

rEXT  day. 

It   is  such  a  relief  not  to  he  engaged  to  Harold. 

I  nearly  had  hysterics  last  nignt  when  T  told 
mother  about  it.  I  began  to  laugh  and  cry  at  the 
same  time.  Mother  made  no  comment  until  I  had 
quieted  down.  Then  she  said  as  quietly  as  possible: 
"And  now  tell  me  what  the  real  trouble  is.  my  dear." 

I  was  so  surprised  I  just  stared.  Fancy  mother 
guessing! 

"It's  Jim,  isn't  it?"  she  went  on  before  I  had  time 
to  get  my  voice  back.  The  statement  was  so  matter- 
of-fact  that  it  seemed  useless  to  deny  it.  Mother 
went  on  just  as  if  I  had  spoken.  "Your  father  and 
1  rather  hoped  it  might  be  Harold.  You  always 
seemed  so  happy  together.  But  lately  I  have  been 
doubtful.  You  were  too  good  friends  to  be  anything 
else.  Y'ou  know  each  other  too  well.  Youth  likes 
its  spice  of  the  unknown.  Still,  you  would  have 
been  safe  with  Harold.  Lina."  She  sighed.  "I  think 
that  is  why  I  wanted  it  so  much.  Mothers  like 
safety   for   their  daughters." 

I  murmured  something  to  the  effect  that  I  would 
be  all   right  anyway. 

"Yes — I  know.  And  1  like  Jim.  Lina.  But,"  In  a 
musing  tone,  "one  always  wonders  how  these  things 
happen.  What  did  .vou  see  in  him.-  dear,  or  don't 
yon  know?"  ; 

I  whispered  that  T  did  not  know.  Somehow  it 
seemed  easy  to  admit  to  mother  what  I  had  tried 
so  hard   to  deny   In  myself.     "It's  just  that   he  seems 


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■  i.'.      Ib     ie  different,   there  is   np  one   like   him 

lb    has  a  strong  personality,"  said  mother. 
Is,   I   'lunk.  the  type  Of  man  who  gets  whal  he  w 
[Ui  ••  on  ie 
"The   question   is    does   he   want    mef"   \    flnl 
with  a  shaky  laugh. 

Yes  Mother    did    not    try    to    avoid    the    \a 

That's  the  woman's  part   of  it.   Lina     uncertainty. 
•  help  you  there." 
There  is     (Catherine,"  I  murmured. 

"There    usually    Is      if   a    man    is  worth   wh; 

i. .-il,  i    get    to   sleep.     If  you   don't,   you'll   I*- 
pale  and  heavy-eyed  In  the  morning  .end  people  will 

-" 
"That    I    am    wearing    the    willow    for    Haroid."    1 
added  with  a  giggle. 

1*W<  '  days  later. 
I  have  told  (Catherine  about  Harold  and  I  not 

being  engaged  any  more      it   was  the  simplest  wa> 
Of    letting    everybody    know.      But    Kiitherine    w 
nearly  as  much  interested  as   I   had  exported.     Sine. 
i    her   last  she   has   had  a   biK   new   Idea.      She   Is 
determined  to  go  overseas  as  an  ambulance  di 

"Why    not?"   she   asked    when    I    Stared  at   her. 
can    drive   anything   on    wheels.      I    haven't   a 
in   my   body  and   the   uniform   is  perfectly  ducky, 
tell    you.    Lina,    it's   going    to    be   deadly    dull    around 
here  when  all  the  boys  are  «one."     Then.  .  s  if  by  an 
afterthought,  "as  for  you  and  Harold,  anybody  could 
vith   half  an  eye   that    it   wouldn't   do." 

"You   mean — " 

"I    told   you   what    I    meant   in    that   crayon   si 
I  made  for  you.     Don't  tell  me  you  didn't  understand 
for  I   know  you  did." 

'  The  sketch  was  a  libel."  I  protested  feebly. 
"though  I  will  admit  that  I  had  begun  to  notice  in 
Harold   a   certain   lack   of — of — " 

"Pep."  suggested  (Catherine.  "Simply  pep.  Look 
at  Jim  Burke! " 

I   may  have  blushed  a  little,  I  don't  know. 

"Ah.  r  see  you  have  looked  at  him!"  said  {Cath- 
erine with  her  impish  laugh.  'VSo  have  I.  He  is  the 
kind  of  man  who  gets  things  done.  He  is  going  to 
help   me   get   my  ambulance." 

"Very    nice   of   him."    I   said.     Then,  suddenly.   "Is 
that     what    you     were    talking    about     so    long 
night?" 

But  (Catherine  was  too  quick  to*  me. 
I'm — partly!"   she  smiled. 

I   wish   I   had  a  dimple  like  hers! 


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And  this   Is  beini 


The    utter    i, 
•  --      oi       whal 

she  had  been  pre- 
pared to  do  al- 
most frightened 
in,  It,  i  ,,'d  and  I 
might  SO  e 
have  drifted  Into 
Inevitable 

Even    now.    instead 

, ,r  relief  and  gra 1 1 

null'    that     we    had 
been       forced       to 

open      olll       eves      in 

time,   this  strange 

woman      felt      only 

resentment 
1 1  lie  -  elerlty  wil h 
which    i    prepared 

: , ,  i esign  all  < 
upon  my  unhappy 

■  i'. 


ON  THE  ROAD 

By   Will  Lisenbee 

Out  on  the  road  where  the  wild  winds  play 

With  the  sea's  blue  waves  and  the  sand  dunes  gray, 

Where  the  plaintive  call  of  the  shy  curlew 

Fchoes  the  call  of  my  love  to  you, 

I'll  follow  you  ever,  though  trails  be  dim. 

To  the  old  e.irth's  distant  and  farthest  rim. 

I  shall  not  ask  if  the  road  be  long. 
For  love  will  gladden  it  with  its  song; 
I   shall  not  tremble  if  dangers  grim 
Lurk  in  the  shadowy   forest  dim ; 
But  gladly   I'll  brave  all  dangers  dire 
To  follow  the  road  of  my  heart's  desire. 

Out  on  the  road — and  just  we  two, 

With  night  and  the  stars  and  a  gipsy  tent. 
And  the  tossing  winds  and  the  ocean  blue. 

And  the  red  moon  up  in  the  firmament! 
Night  and  the  sea  and  the  wind-swept  dunes, 

And  all  ol   our  cares  in  a  vanished  blot; 
Night  and  its  dreams  and  its  cryptic  runes 

And  love  and  life,   and  the  world   forgot. 


TW  >   days   later. 
I    am   utterly    miserable! 
love!-  ' 

I    wouldn't   believe    it.    if    I    didn't    know.      Nothing 
else  was  ever  like  this.     All   the  other  Times   H 
just     pleasant    and    exciting.       Now    it     is     a    heavj 
■aching  that   never  lifts.     And  in   poems 
books   and   things   people   seem   to   like    if  ■ 
The  boys  went  back  to  camp  yesterday. 
Their    leave    was    shortened    unexpectedly. 
They    do    not    know    when    their    regiment 
mav    get    word    to    go.      Even    the    ofli 
know-hothing.'    I    did    not    see    Kieutei 
Burke  to  say  good-bye.     He  had  a  telegram 
and  had  to  run  for  the  12.20  train.     Harold 
left   on   the   5.      We   all   saw   him   off   and    I 
was  glad   to  see   that    he   was  the  old  jOl'.y 
Harold  of   pre-engagement  days.     -He    has 
written  to  the  photograph  girl  and  she  has 
promised    to    wait        Her    family    seem    all 
right,   so   Mrs.   Blakely   is  almost   resigned. 
She  has  undertaken  to  be  a  mother  to  her 
and  will  Invite  her  to  visit;     The  other  girls 
are  keen  on  seeing  what  she  is  like.     But  1 
can't  feel    really   interested.    Harold   and   all 
belonging  to  him  seem  so  unimportant. 

I  wanted  to  send  a  message  to  Jim.  It 
would  have  been  the  friendly  thing  to  do. 
But  somehow  I  couldn't.  (Catherine  sent 
dozens.  She  sent  a  little  package  too.  I 
believe   it  was  a  photograph. 

The  town  seems  absolutely  empty! 

I  asked  father 
if  I  couldn't  go 
with  (Catherine  as 
an  ambulance 
driver,  and  1  was 
obliged  to  remind 
him  that  I  am  not 
deaf.  Father  thinks 
"No"  means  more 
the  louder  he 
shouts   it. 

Well,  we  shall 
see ' 

f     AT  Kit 

*— '  Katherine  isn't 
half  bad.  She  does 
odd  things,  and 
she  is  a  hopeless 
flirt,  but  one  cant 
help  liking  her. 
She  has  just  b  vii 
,,vcr  to  bring  me 
three  sketchi  S  ■  •!" 
boys  we  know  who 
are  going  to  the 
front.  Among 
them  was  the 
picture  of  Jim 
Burke. 

"1  r  e  m  e  m  b  e  r 
you  said  you  liked 
it — as  a  sketch," 
said  Katherine, 
grinning.  "  A  n  d 
now  that  Harold 
has  another  anch- 
or     there     is     no 

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By  Cameron  Nelle 


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f 


IK  cm?  studies  the  magazines  devoted 
to  homes  and  home-making  one  can- 
not but  feel  that,  while  they  do  not 
exactly  eater  to  the  man  and  woman  of 
means,  tihey  offer  very  little  that  is  of 
practical  help  to  the  ones  of  more  limited 
purse.      Of    course    one    does    find    many 

fpful  suggestions  applicable  to  the  m«t 
lest  establishment,  but  in  the  main 
realizes  that  they  can  be  carried  out 
ly  by  those  who  reckon  by  dollars 
|ther  than  by  pennies.  For  those  who 
vi-  is  little  as  I  myself  to  go  upon  1 
puld  like  to  offer  the  story  of  a  little 
chelor  home  that  has  Shaped  itself  into 
.,  centre  of  real  domesticity  if  not  of 
elegance. 

1  am  a  professional  man  blessed  with  a 
summer  vacation  of  over  three  months 
when  everything  is  going  out  and  nothing 
cumins  in.  During  that  time  one  has  to 
live,  and  I  had  grown  very  tired  of  camp- 
ins,  visiting,  stopping  at  hotels  or  sum- 
mer eotta.ges.  1  wanted  a  little  place  of 
my  own  where  I  could  welcome  my 
frunds.  By  a  lucky  circumstance  I  heard 
Qf  .i  small  village  on  the  banks  of  the. 
Grand  River  in  Ontario.  The  valley  of 
this  stream  is  notably  beautiful,  running 
as  it  does  through  a  thrifty  pastoral 
country  peopled  by  the  earliest  Canadian 
settlers.  The  village  referred  to  is  the 
haunt  of  artists  and  nature-layers. 

In  September  I  registered'  ait  the  com- 
fortable inn  and  bega.n  my  search  for  a 
house  that  could  be  bought  cheap.  I  first 
explored  a  small  cottage  prettily  located 
and  owned  by  a  couple  of  maiden  ladies 
who  had  moved  away.  This  proved  too 
small  for  ray  needs  though  the  pric 
one  hundred  and  thirty  dollars — was  v 
within  my  means.  Later  it  was  p 
based  and  made  very  attractive  by  i 
•i  Canada's  best-known 
artists. 

Next  was  I  directed  to 
a  comfortable  little  home 
that  cuddled  at  the  foot 
of  a  hill  beside  the  mill- 
race.  Across  the  stream 
was  a  beautiful  grove  of 
elms,  the  subject  of 
many  a  lovely  canvas  in 
Canadian  art  exhibits. 
Graceful  willows  drooped 
into  the  tranquil  waters 
mi  whose  surface  a  flock 
i  if  ducks  floated  in  placid 
i  on  tent.  Here  lived  a 
couple  with  their  adopted 
son,  and  as  the  husband 
was  extremely  deaf  I 
opened  negotiations  with 
the  wife.  She  did  wish 
ii  sell.  For  over  twenty 
years  they  had  lived 
there,  but  she  found  the 
hill  a  bit  trying.  We 
had  found  the  family  in  the  back  gard  n 
overlooking  the  race  and  were  shown  into 
the  kitchen.  I  took  one  look  at 
the  deep  windows  with  their  small 
panes  and  I  knew  that  my  quest  was  over. 
I  enquired  the  price  and  was  told  I  could 
have  the  place  for  four  hundred  and  fifty 
dollars. 


Over  sixty   years  old,  the  lower  story  of  the  house  is  of  stone, 
the  upper  of  brick. 


NEARLY   an    acre   of   land,   a   good   barn,    several 
plum  and  apple  trees,  a  good  well  and  a  com- 
fortable, roomy  dwelling  for  less  than  five  hundred 


dollars!  Place  an  advertisement  of  this  kind  beside 
one  of  those  thrilling  announcements  one  sees  in 
many    a    magazine — "Gentleman's    Estate.      Modern 


For  thirteen  dollars  a  local  personage  made  an 
attractive    corner    cabinet    with    diamond    panes. 


mansion;  seven  bathrooms;  eighteen  rooms;  beauti- 
fully situated  on  the  Sound  in  fashionable  Westchestei 
County;  to  be  sacrificed  at  $60.000"— and  the  readers 
of  '"The  House  Beautiful"  or  "Country  Life"  would 
think  that  the  editors  had  started  a  joke  column. 

1   was  shown   through  the  house  which  is  on   the   sid< 
of  a    hill,    the   approach   having   the   appearance   of   one 
Story    while   the    back    presents    two.      It   is    over   sixt\ 
years   old — .the   lower  story   being  of   stone,   the    upper 
of  brick.     As   you   enter   the   front   door 
there  is  a  roomy  hall  and  a  closed  stair- 
case   with    flights    going    both     up    and 
down.      Above    is   a    well-ventilated   attic 
and  below  are  the  dining-room,   kitchen, 
and  cellar.     On   the  entrance  floor  are  a 
living-room,    eleven    by    sixteen    and    a 
half    feet,    and    three    bedrooms    of    good 
size. 

Without  any  preliminaries  I 'agreed  to 
purchase  the  house  at  the  sum  named, 
although  I  heard  afterward  that  the 
party  of  the  first  part  was  prepared  to 
back  down  to  the  extent  of  fifty  dollars 
if  pressed.  However,  if  Portia's  saying 
— "He  is  well  paid  that  is  well  satisfied'' 
— be  true,  my  benefactress  (for  I  con- 
sider her  such),  must  have  been  well 
content.     And  so  was  T. 

Later,   when   I   contemplated   the   dis- 
mantled rooms  through  which  were  dis- 
tributed my  own    Lares  and   Penates   in 
packing-cases,   my    heart   did  sink   for   a 
moment.    Most  atrocious  papers  covered 
the   walls — flamboyant    reds    with    ara- 
besque  designs    in    gold;    flaring   greens   with    panels   of 
motley  hue.  The  wood-work  was  painted  to  imitate  oak 
with  a  prodigal  and  intricate  grain  that  would  have  put 
Dame  Nature  to  the  blush.    The  floors  were  worn  and  un- 
even. But  everything  was  clean,  scrupulously  so.  and   I 
knew    from    the    reputation    of   my    predecessors   that    1 
need   fear   no  lurking   habitants  of   unsavory    name   and 
person.     I  began  on  the  living  room  by  engaging  a 
local  contractor,  who,  for  forty-seven  dollars  built  a 

(CONTINUED    OX    PAGE    74.) 


A  simple  but  satisfactory  fireplace 


The  dining  room  with  its  hand-made  table  and  shelves. 


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rju)5inntn(.u-Sc)Ssiot\Si:i.tcte:tv[:Sao.s  li: Through 


Merged    into    tempting   Spring   evenings. 


SUCH  talking  and  laughing,  such  kissing  and 
hugging,  such  flurry  and  excitement  -should 
never  i>c  allowed  In  the  stately  corridors  of 
Nfacdonald  Hall!  V\'c  wonder  what  it  is  all  about 
is  we  catch  fragments  of  the  conversations  that  are 
carried  on  in  high-keyed  voices  to  the  noisy  accom- 
paniment of  rolling  trucks,  of  squeaking  trunks  and 
desultory    unpacking   of    their   jumbled-up   contents 

"Why.  Mac,  it's  really  you,  isn't  it?  Couldn't  you 
rind  a  man  cither'.'"  "No,  she  isn't  coming  back. 
i  hanged  her  mind  at  the  last  moment  and  got  mar- 
ried instead."  "Remember  the  girl  and  the  bee-man 
last  year?"  "Shall  we  sit  at  the  same — "  "Yes,  they 
have  set  out  on  a  lifelong  honeymoon."  "Romance! 
i 'an  you  beat!"  and  so  on,  etcetera,  ad  infinitum. 

It  is  not,  however,  until  the  question  is  asked. 
Did  you  grt  your  entrance  pupils  through?"  that 
tight  dawns  upon  the  mind  of  the  interested  on- 
lookers. Pupils!  That's  the  key  that  opens  the 
door  of  understanding.  One  has  been  witnessing 
the  joyous  reunion  of  the  Summer  Course  girls  who 
have  come  back  to  the  O.A.C  to  can  the  rest  of  the 
agricultural  lore  that  has  been  held  over  from  the 
last  summer  session.  Time  has  been  given  for  the 
knowledge  of  the  former  year  to  be  assimilated  or  to 
leak  away  and  now  the  brain -sealers  are  once  more 
empty,  ready  to  be  filled. 

YES.  the  Summer  Course  in  Agriculture  has  open- 
ed again  with  an  enrollment  that  far  exceeds  all 
previous   records.     As   it   is   necessary   to   take    this 

■ours*'  in  two  instalments  before  the  coveted  cer- 
tificate is  granted  by  which  the  teacher  is  qualified 
t.6  instruct  the  children  in  the  art  of  training  their 
parents  to  carry  on  their  farming  on  a  more  eco- 
nomical   and   lucrative   basis,   here  we   see   those   of 

1 1'  year  before  who  have  not  succumbed  to  nervous 
prostration  or  matrimony  back  at  the  College,  now 
graduated  from  the  Residence  to  Macdonald  Hall. 
From  their  larger  experience  they  feel  themselves 
•  ompe-tent  to  give  information  on  each  and  every 
subject  pertaining  to  the  O.A.C.  agriculturewise  or 
otherwise,  to  the  one  hundred  and  seventy-four  raw 
recruits  who  have  joined  the  ranks  of  this  redoubt- 
able army. 

it  is  not  greatly  to  be  wondered  at,  therefore,  if  for 
the  first  day  or  two  the  second-year  student  takes 
upon  herself  a  certain  air  of  superiority  which  can 
be  acquired  only  through  the  knowledge  that  she 
is  thoroughly  versed  in  the  ways  of  the  establish- 
ment and  stands  in  awe  of  nothing.  At  the  Hall, 
>  eps  up  an  incessant  chatter  with  her  dearest 
friend  across  the  way  or  calls  down  the  corridor  to 
f-<>me  stray  passer  by,  while  the  shy  Kittle  newcomer, 
vho  by  some  strange  chance  has  managed  to  get 
Into  the  Hall,  wonders  how  she  is  ever  going  to 
break  Into  this  exclusive  family  circle  when-  all 
-••em  on  such  intimate  terms. 

\  ND  while  the  unacquainted  first-year  stands  in 
**■    dizzy  bewilderment  at  the  dining-hall  door,  too 

timid    to    venture    farther,    the    second-year    student, 

her    last    year's    pals,    calmly    goes    to    the 

Of    her    choice.      Should    the    new    recruit    drift 

irds    this    table    and    find     there    a    vacant    chair. 

sigh  of  relief  that  she,  too,  has  found 
en  ol    safi 


I.I 


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p\ 


O.A.C. 

i 

By  Edna  I.  McKenzi 


ILLUSTRATKD 
GUINKVF.RE  PAR TR1DGF 


she  has  sighed  too  soon!  it  was  not  by  accident 
that  this  place  remained  unoccupied.  For  in  front 
of  her  are  mysterious  dishes,  their  contents  hidden 
from  the  speculating  eye;  and  out  of  these  the  poor 
uninitiated  must  serve  equal  rations  to  a  family  of 
right.  Her  hand  trembling  with  responsibility,  she 
serves  liberal  portions  unitil  the  first  four  plates  are 
rilled.  An  electrical  something  in  the  atmosphere 
makes  her  apprehensive.  She  feels  the  starving 
glares  of  the  unserved  trio  focused  upon  her;  she 
looks  in  dismay  upon  the  diminished  contents  of  the 
bowls.  However  will  it  go  around!  She  heroically 
resolves  to  make  herself  believe  that  she  isn't  hun- 
gry. Thus  early  is  the  spirit  of  sacrifice  developed 
at  "the  O.A.C. 

During  the  first  week,  a  threatening  cloud  hangs 
over  the  second-year  student.  Always  is  she  con- 
scious of  it.  ever  does  she  talk  of  it,  but  little  has 
she  done  to  dispel  it!  This  is  the  dense  ignorance 
that   prevails  upon   "The  Winter   Reading  Course." 


**£? 


They  may  dance  to  the  contentment  of  the  heart  and 
the  destruction  of  the  sole. 


No  form  of  entertainment  ever  invented  for  the  stage 
was  omitted,  although  the  tragedy  was  unintentional. 


which  consists  of  the  studying  of  three  innocent- 
looking  books  containing  within  their  collective 
pages  voluminous  information  on  each  and  every 
branch  of  agriculture.  Nothing  is  forgotten!  It 
is  a  home-study  course  and  an  encyclopedia  of  agri- 
culture combined. 

AS  the  title  suggests,  the  student  is  supposed  to 
have  devoted  her  long  winter  evenings  to  feast- 
ing upon  this  repast  so  carefully  prepared  by  learned 
agriculturists.  Unfortunately,  as  teachers  are  no 
exception  to  the  rule  that  to  procrastinate  is  human. 
those  long  winter  nights  merged  into  tempting 
spring  evenings,  and  the  books  lay  untouched.  June. 
the  month  of  the  last  chance,  came  and  went,  and 
still  those  books  remained  unread.  At  last  the  time 
came  when  they  were  taken  down  from  the  shelf. 
carefully  dusted— and  still  unopened,  were  thrown 
into  a   trunk  to  travel  down  to  the  O.A.C. 

Their  day  of  vengeance  lias  arrived!  In  return 
for  the  neglect  they  have  long  endured,  they  refuse 
to  yield  to  the  desperate,  last-minute  seeker  after 
knowledge  the  wisdom  of  their  pages.  The  more  one 
tries  to  cram,  the  less  one  remembers,  until  amidst 
the  mental  chaos  that  results,  one  is  driven  to  ex- 
claim with  the  poets  of  old ; 

Alas,  'tis  true 
That    little    I    knew 

i  (efore  these  hooks  l  read , 
But   now   I   confess 
That    I    know   still   less. 

For  it's  all  gone  out  of  my  head! 

What  is  the  cause  of  this  sudden  reformation'.' 
Has  the  student  at  last  seen  the  folly  of  her  negli- 
ge   thai  she  so  frantically  delves  Into  this  agri- 
cultural   lore"     a    Presbyterian   confident ompels 

us  to  confess   the   truth;    on  the   first   Saturdaj    of 

esslon    an    examination    is    held    and    the    SUbjecl 

i-  'The  winter  Reading  course."  is  the  mysterj 
solved? 

IN     oriler     to    climb    another     round     In     the     ladder 
reaching   to   the   tree  of   Agricultural   Certificates. 

the  student  is  required  to  make  the  acquaintance  of 

at   least    fifty  insects  that  are  considered  a   m< 

1 lety  on  aecounit   of  their  sharing  with  mankind 

the  same  tastes  In  food.     That   she  may  become  more 


An  incurable  desire  to  pull  up  every  weed  I  see. 


familiar  with  the  said  acquaintances,  she  must  mur- 
der them,  stretch  them,  mount  them,  label  them 
and  then  proceed  to  learn  their  life  histories.  It 
she  is  wise,  she  will  have  the  specimens  collected 
before  she  goes  down  to  the  college,  for  hard  Indeed 
is  the  lot  of  the  procrastinator.  No  sooner  does  the 
session  open,  than  the  pampered  of  the  insect  world 
who  have  had  the  fat  of  the  province  to  feast  upon, 
with  uncanny  intuition  take  wing  and  become  volun- 
tary exiles  from  this  home  of  plenty! 

As  the  time  draws  near  for  the  specimens  to  be 
handed  in,  desperate  measures  are  taken,  and  the 
insect-catcher  stops  at  nothing,  resorting  even  to 
assault  and  battery  to  obtain  them.  One  may  be 
meekly  trudging  along  on  a  leaf-recognition  tramp. 
when  without  the  slightest  warning  a  tremendous 
blow  upon  the  back  sends  her  reeling  against  her 
neighbors.  But  anger  melts  into  sympathy  when 
on  turning  around  to  investigate  the  cause  of  this 
foul  attack,  the  victim  sees  the  perpetrator  forcins 
a  struggling  fly  into  her  poison-bottle,  and  she  ewr 
summons  up  a  smile  as  she  accepts  the  murmured 
apology,  "Sorry,  but  I  simply  had  to  have  the  inset  t 
that  wis  on  your  back;   I've  only  twenty-seven." 

NOR  are  one's  troubles  at  an  end  even  when  one 
has  the  required  number  collected,  for  unless 
the  dear  things  are  handled  with  the  tenderest  care, 
they  have  a  habit  of  falling  to  pieces,  rendering  them- 
selves valueless.  A  despicable  piece  of  spite-work 
The  student  who  collected  hers,  or  to  be  correct 
had  them  collected  before  coming  to  the  College. 
now  doubts  the  wisdom  of  her  preparedness,  as  on 
opening  her  box  she  gazes  in  dismay  upon  the  ruins 
that  meet  her  eye.  The  baggage-man  is  no  respec- 
ter of  trunks,  and  hers  had  merely  received  the 
usual  gentle  treatment.  As  a  result,  she  finds  that 
her  carefully  mounted  collection  is  now  a  jumble  of 
bodies,  wings,  legs  and  antennae  heaped  in  a  corner 
in  an  unrecognizable  mass.  Her  first  impulse  is  • 
throw  them  out.  but  it  is  not  an  easy  task  to  gather 
together  another  half  hundred.  So  bravely  she  sets 
to  work  to  reconstruct  with  mucilage  and  pins  these 
little  creatures  made  by  God  and  destroyed  by  mar. 
Out  of  her  necessity  she  evolves  the  following 
formula : 

Foundation  —One  Body. 

To  one  end,  the  correct  one.  apply  a  drop  of  muci- 
lage, and  in  this  stick  a  head.  Take  two  antennae 
of  exact  length  and  attach  them,  one  on  each  side  of 
the  aforesaid  head,  equidistant  from  the  cenrr- 
Select  a  pair  of  wings  from  supply  on  hand.  Care 
should  be  taken  to  see  that  they  are  of  exact  color- 
ing and  marking.  If  possible,  choose  only  those 
belonging  to  the  same  species;  if  not.  match  as  well 
as  supply  will  admit.  With  pins  fasten  the  wings 
to  the  thorax  in  such  a  way  that  if  an  imaginarv 
line  be  drawn  from  the  tip  of  one  to  the  tip  of  th* 
other,  it  will  be  straight.     Lay  aside  to  dry. 

If     these     instructions     are     carefully     followed 
it    is    possible    to    manufacture    an    insect     th 
(CONTINUE)  on    PACR  73.) 


^    '  JL3^ 


"Waste  not!" 


IVORY  SOAP 

IT  FLOATS 

99&#  PURE 


i^JO  wonder  that  baby  splashes  in  glee  at  the  sight 
of  Ivory  Soap. 

To  him  the  floating  white  cake  means  handfuls  of 
bubbling  foam,  covering  his  chubby  body  with  a 
fragrant,  velvety  coat. 

It  means  a  joyful  thrill  of  surprise  when  the  lather 
disappears  like  magic  at  the  first  touch  of  clear 
water. 

It  means  a  gentle  towelling  that  leaves  his  skin  soft 
and  smooth,  and  feeling  so  good. 

Everybody  enjoys  a  daily  bath  with  pure,  mild 
Ivory  Soap.  It  cleanses  thoroughly.  It  can  not 
irritate. 


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The  Most 
in  the  World 

"Just  any  kind  of  Talcum" 
is  not  good  enough  for  baby's 
tender  skin,  for  such  gener- 
ous quantities  are  required 
that  a  pure,  safe  powder  is 
imperative. 

MENNEN  BORATED 
TALCUM-— the  original—has 
been  the  standard  nursery 
powder  for  forty  years. 
Doctors  and  Nurses  and 
Mothers  all  the  world  over 
recommend  it,  because  of  its 
quality  and  purity. 

Moreover,  Mennen's  original 
formula  has  never  beeti  suc- 
cessfully duplicated. 

So  that  whatever  Talcum 
you  use  yourself — you  choose 
wisely  when  you  insist  on 
MENNEN  BORATED 
TALCUM  for  Baby. 

raucvjn  POWERS 

MENNEN  TALCUMS  — all  with 
the  original  borated  formula — in-* 
elude  a  variety  to  satisfy  every 
need.  Borated,  Violet,  Fle9h  Tint, 
and  Cream  Tint,  each  charmingly 
perfumed;  and  the  new  Talcum 
for  Men,  a  boon  after  shaving. 


THE  MENNEN  COMPANY 
Factory:  MONTREAL 

Saltt  Offict  : 
HAROLD  F.  RITCHIE  4  CO.,  Li  ml 
TORONTO 


Diaphanous  curtains  of  dainty  dotted  point  d'esprit  apologize  for  masking  as  curtains,  for  they 
allow   one   to   see   directly   through   them. 


ieir 


Draperies 

By  EVA  NAGEL  WOLF 


V 


f 


IT  i>  th<-  same  old  story — .-is  old  as 
Spring;  itself.  Just  let  the  first 
breath  of  Spring  catch  you  un- 
it wares — or  watch  the  first  Ray  robin 
tug  energetically  at  the  first  blind 
worth  and  away  you'll  go  to  purchase 
a  new  hat  if  you  have  not  already 
donned  one- — and  on  triumphantly 
entering  the  living  room  to  surprise 
the  family  you'll  be  struck  with  its 
dinginess.  You  will  not  be  able  to 
wait  for  the  morning  to  take  those 
dusty  draperies  down — 1'gh!  how 
musty  and  dingy  everything  looks — 
yes,  Spring's  in  the  air  and  before  the 
Spring  fever  quells  this  new  found 
energy,  let's  get  those  curtains  down, 
—  House  cleaning,  it  is  the  old  im- 
pulse, as  old  as  Mother  Nature. 

But  there,  do  not  be  misled,  this  is 
not  going  to  be  a  diatribe  on  Spring 
house  cleaning,  for  no  matter  how 
many  times  you've  been  told  just  how 
to  do  it — you  will  do  it  your  own 
way — you  know  you  will.  You  admit 
that     while     the     winter    draperies    aro 


dingy,  possibly  they  will  last  another 
season  if  you  care  for  them  properly. 
Let  us  take  them  down  carefully. 
brush  them  thoroughly,  sun  them,  air 
them  and  then  put  them  away.  I  won- 
der if  you've  ever  put  them  away  as 
a  certain  good  old  fashioned  house- 
wife does.  It  is  true,  she  has  ample 
store  room,  but  possibly  you  ha/e  also 
— we  don't  all  live  in  flats,  thank 
goodness.  After  her  curtains  are 
thoroughly  cleaned  and  aired  they  are 
hung  up  by  their  own  rings  on  hooks 
attached  to  a  long,  narrow  board  in- 
side of  a  white  muslin  bag  as  wide  as 
one  of  the  widest  curtains.  This 
board  is  supplied  with  as  many 
hooks  as  there  are  rings  to  the  cur- 
tains and  all  the  draperies  are  stored 
away  in  this  manner.  Of  course,  any 
of  the  various  moth  preventives 
may  be  added.  One  might  use  tar  bags 
for  storing  woolen  or  velvet  curtains. 
Imagine  the  joy  of  knowing  that  at 
any  minute  in  the  fall,  one  has  but 
(CONTINUED  ON    PA<;K    \V1.\ 


Iii    this   handsome   dwelling    fine    discrimination    is    displayed    i_l    selecting    transparent    window 

i  mtains  fashioned  to  push  back  for  an  uninterrupted  view.     The  color  scheme  of  the  room  is 

repeated  in   the  valance  and  side  drapes  of  chintz. 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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The  famous  treatment 
for  blackheads 

APPLY  hot  cloths  to  the  face  until  the 
i  skin  is  reddened.  Then  with  a  rough 
washcloth,  work  up  a  heavy  lather  of 
Woodbury's  Facial  Soap  and  rub  it  into  the 
pores  thoroughly,  with  an  upward  and  out- 
ward motion.  Rinse  with  clear,  hot  water, 
then  with  cold — the  colder  the  better.  Finish 
by  rubbing  the  face  for  thirty  seconds  with 
a  piece  of  ice. 

To  remove  blackheads  already  formed, 
substitute  a  flesh  brush  for  the  washcloth 
in  the  treatment  above.  Then  protect  the 
fingers  with  a  handkerchief  and  press  out 
the  blackheads.  After  a  week  or  ten  days 
of  this  treatment  you  will  notice  how  much 
clearer  your  complexion  has  become. 


Keep  your  skin  fine  in  texture 


A 


SKIN  like  a  child's!"— but  do  you 
realize  what  makes  a  child's  skin  so 
beautiful?  More  than  anything  else 
it  is  the  exquisitely  smooth,  fine  texture 
which  men  and  women  alike  so  often  lose  in 
later  life. 

You  cannot  begin  too  early  to  arrest  this 
tendency  of  your  skin  to  become  gradually 
coarser.  Examine  your  face  in  a  strong 
light.  Do  the  pores  seem  to  be  growing 
enlarged?  If  so,  your  skin  is  not  functioning 
properly — the  pores  are  not  contracting  and 
expanding  as  they  should. 

To  restore  your  skin  to  healthy,  normal 
activity  and  give  it  back  the  fine,  smooth 
delicacy  it  should  have,  begin  tonight  to  give 
it  this  special  treatment: 

Just  before  you  go  to  bed,  dip  your  wash- 
cloth in  very  warm  water  and  hold  it  to  your 
face.  Now  take  a  cake  of  Woodbury's 
Facial  Soap,  dip  it  in  water,  and  rub  the 
cake  itself  over  your  skin.  Leave  the  slight 
coating  of  soap  on  for  a  few  minutes  until 


your  face  feels  drawn  and  dry.  Then  dampen 
the  skin  and  rub  the  soap  in  gently  with  an 
upward  and  outward  motion.  Rinse  your 
face  thoroughly,  first  in  tepid  water,  then  in 
cold.  Whenever  possible,  finish  by  rubbing 
your  face  with  a  piece  of  ice. 

The  first  time  you  use  this  treatment  it  will 
leave  your  skin  with  a  slightly  drawn,  tight  feel- 
ing. This  means  that  your  skin  is  responding  to 
a  more  thorough  and  stimulating  kind  of  cleans- 
ing than  it  has  been  accustomed  to.  After  a  few 
treatments  the  drawn  feeling  will  disappear,  and 
your  face  will  emerge  from  its  nightly  bath  with 
such  a  new,  healthful  sense  of  softness  and 
smoothness  that  you  cannot  help  realizing  the 
good  this  treatment  is  doing  your  skin.  Use  it 
persistently,  and  it  will  bring  about  a  marked 
improvement  in  your  skin's  texture. 

Special  treatments  for  each  different  skin  condi- 
tion are  given  in  the  famous  booklet  of  treatments 
that  is  wrapped  around  every  cake  of  Woodbury's 
Facial  Soap.  Get  a  cake  today  and  begin  using 
your  treatment  tonight.  A  25  cent  cake  of  Wood- 
bury's lasts  for  a  month  or  six  weeks  of  any  treat- 
ment, or  for  general  cleansing  use.  Sold  at  all 
drug  stores  and  toilet  goods  counters  in  the  United 
States  and  Canada. 


An  oily  skin  and  shiny 
nose  can  fee  corrected.  In 
the  booklet  of  treatments 
that  is  wrapped  around 
every  cake  of  Wood- 
bury's Facial  Soap  you 
will  learn  just  how  to 
overcome  this  embarrass- 
ing condition. 


For  6  cents  we  will  send  you  a  trial  size  cake  (enough  for 
a  week  or  ten  days  of  any  Woodbury  facial  treatment), 
together  with  the  booklet  of  treatments,  "A  Skin  You  Love 
to  Touch."  Or  for  15  cents  we  will  send  you  the  treatment 
booklet  and  samples  of  Woodbury's  Facial  Soap,  Facial 
Powder,  Facial  Cream  and  Cold  Cream.  Address  The  Andrew 
Jergens  Co.,    Limited,  5206  Sherbrooke  St.,  Perth.,  Ont. 


A  sample  cake  of  soap,  the  booklet  of  famous  treatments, 


samples  of  Woodbury's  Facial  Powder,  Facial 
Cream  and  Cold  Cream  sent  to  you  for  15  cents 


Don't  let  ugly  blackheads  spoil  the  clearness 
of  your  complexion.  Read  the  treatment  given 
above — see  how  easily  you  can  keep  your  skin 
free  from  them. 


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June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


19 


A  poet  tells  in  colorful 
prose  of  how  a  moun- 
tain retreat,  where  he 
found  a  home  for  many 

.    :.,..      :■,,      nl.l.  V     !  KJ     i-.-M.^i,-;;.  I 

by  the  wayfaring  man. 


■        I  i ;  i  i  i   ]  Doe  i: 
in  i'V'-;<  hrio.n,  i,  '.nv.y; 

<      .L ■;.;.■■,■  I,   .!   !-   ■  .I      i   [,:; 

picturesque  home 
where  he  lived  in 
the  Catskill  Moun- 
tains, near  Rip  Van 
Winkle's  country. 


"It  is  a  small,  slab-covered  building,  very  unpretentious." 


AT  the  quiet  old  town  of  Catskill,  near  the 
Hudson,  if  you  took  the  June-time  journey, 
you  would  find  that  there  were  still  two 
ways  of  reaching  the  delectable  mountains,  ten 
or  twelve  miles  to  the  westward,  and  the  roofs 
of  Twilight  half  way  up  the  side  of  High  Peak. 
You  could  take  a  train  by  the  narrow,  winding 
little  road  that  would  whisk  you  out  in  no  time 
to  the  base  of  the  hills.  There,  you  would  trans- 
fer to  an  elevating  cable  car,  which  would  pull 
you  up  a  couple  of  thousand  feet  on  a  grade  like 
a  toboggan  slide,  while  you  watched  the  earth 
enlarge  and  unfold  and  sink  away  below  you, 
and  finally  land  you  on  the  roof  of  the  range, 
deafened  a  little  by  the  sudden  altitude. 

If  you  should  prefer,  however,  you  could  take 
the  highway,  either  afoot  or  in  a  hired  vehicle. 
and  enjoy  the  serenity  of  summer  to  the  full, 
the  strong  tan  of  the  sun,  and  the  taste  of  the 
sweet  air  on  the  open  road.  In  that  case,  after 
winding  among  rolling  foothills  and  farm  lands 
occupying  the  great  valley  of  the  Hudson,  you 
would  pass  through  Palenvilje,  a  delightful  little 
village  lying  among  its  trees,  close  under  the  long 
shadows  of  the  mountains  and  just  at  the  mouth 
of  the  Kaaterskill  Clove.  From  there  to  the 
upper  levels  the  road  climbs  up  the  canon  with 
a  noisy,  beautiful,  headlong  stream  for  its  com- 
panion all  the  way,  with  walls  of  green  on  either 
side  rising  sheer  and  cool,  where  you  may  look 
up  through  the  leaves  and  see  summits  of  fir  and 
bare,  gray  ledges  towering  above  you  against  the 
blue.  This  is  the  front  entrance  to  the  Catskills, 
one  of  the  enchanted  portals  by  which  you  may 
leave  the  clanking  workshops  of  the  world  for  a 
while  and  come  out  into  God's  green,  blue-domed 
out-of-doors. 

AFTER  you  have  followed  this  road  up  the 
Clove  for  a  mile  or  two  you  might  look  up 
and  see  ahead  of  you  on  a  rounded  shoulder  of 
High  Peak  several  houses  peeping  out  of  the 
woods.  They  are  the  outposts  of  Twilight,  and 
you  have  still  a  long,  steep  pull  to  reach  them. 
At  one  point  not  far  from  here  I  could  put  you  on 
a  trail  that  would  lead  up  through  the  hemlocks 
and  bring  you  out  almost  under  the  eaves  of  the 
Ghost  House  itself.  But  unless  you  are  woodwise 
you  would  very  likely  go  astray,  and  anyhow  it 
is  a  foolish  man  who  puts  sign  boards  on  his  own 
trail.  So  you  would  have  to  stick  to  the  road, 
cheered  now  and  then  by  glimpses  of  Ledge  End 
Inn  and  your  destination  looking  down  on  you 
from  above,  until  you  turned  in  at  a  gate  and 
found  yourself  at  last  in  Twilight. 

If  you  followed  the  lower  ■  Ledge  Road  as  it 
creeps  around  the  side  of  the  Clove  you  would 
find  yourself  in  a  forest  settlement 
of  summer  cottages  and  log  cabins 
hidden  away  under  the  trees;  and 
if  you  held  to  this  road  for  half  a 
mile  or  more,  you  would  come  to  a 
•  place  where  it  skirts  a  precipitous 
ledge  and  where  you  could  look 
down  into  the  beautiful  canon, 
through  which  you  had  just  toiled 
upward  so  laboriously.  A  little 
further  on  there  is  a  path  leading 
off  the  road  on  the  ravine  side  and 
down  through  a  tangle  of  bushes. 
If  you  were  to  push  in  there  you 
would  discover  the  top  of  a  crazy 
flight  of  steps  pretty  well  over- 
grown with  underbrush,  and  as  you 
descended  cautiously,  thinking  per- 
haps you  had  come  on  the  traces 
of  a  buried  civilization,  you  would 
suddenly  spy  a  roof  and  gable  end 
through  the  leafage,  and  finally  at 
the  last  step  set  foot  on  the  piazza 
of  th*-  Ghost  House.  There  is  no 
other  way  to  reach  it  except  by  Ihe 
trail  I  told  you  of,  and  no  other 
point  in  the  world  from  which  it 
is  visible,  except  my  neighbor's 
porch  which  you  passed  on  your 
way  in.  You  may  think  I  ought  to 
cut  out  my  overgrown  path  and 
make  my  steps  look  a  little  less  like 
ith-tr'ap.     Not  for  the  world. 


A   CANADIAN   SINGER 

Bliss    Carman,    now    seeking    in    California 

recovery  from  a  severe  illness,  is  one  of  our 

most  musical  poets. 


It  is  a  small  slab-covered  building,  very  unpre- 
tentious, and,  like  all  the  Twilight  cottages,  in- 
tended only  for  summer  use,  and  unplastered.  In 
one  corner  of  the  living-room  there  is  an  open 
fireplace  of  brick,  for  it  is  often  cool  in  the 
mountains  even  in  July,  and  on  many  evenings  a 
fire  of  logs  is  comfortable  as  well  as  companion- 
able. In  another  corner  the  stairs  go  up  to  three 
bedrooms  above,  where  you  can  lie  and  hear  the 
rain  drum  on  the  shingles  above  your  head,  or 
be  waked  up  by  the  thrushes  at  the  first  break  of 
dawn.  Under  these  stairs  are  a  door  and  other 
stairs  down  to  the  wood-pile  and  open-air  bath- 
room. As  it  was  built  on  so  steep  a  site,  only  the 
back  of  the  cabin  rests  against  the  hillside;  the 
front  is  ten  or  twelve  feet  off  the  ground.  This 
under  space,  partly  floored,  partly  bare  earth  and 
rock,  is  only  enclosed  by  slabs  set  two  or  three 
inches  apart,  letting  the  air  blow  through  at  will 
and    the   morning   sun    come    in   to    keep    it   fresh 


"All  the  serene  beauty  »f  the  forest,  morning." 


and  dry.  There  was  no  bathroom  in  the  house 
when  I  moved  in,  so  here  I  constructed  one.  The 
water  pipe  runs  overhead  under  the  floor  of  the 
house,  and  where  it  is  about  seven  feet  from  the 
ground  I  had  a  faucet  put  in.  Under  this  I  laid 
a  piece  of  flooring  four  or  five  feet  square,  and 
my  bathroom  was  ready  for  use.  It  has  neither 
onyx  nor  marble  nor  decorated  tiles  nor  silver 
fittings;  it  only  cost  two  or  three  dollars,  but 
Diana  herself  could  have  made  no  more  refresh- 
ing toilet  in  her  sylvan  stream  than  you  may 
make  here.  The  vigorous  douche  comes  cold  and 
forceful  from  our  reservoir  farther  up  the  wild 
mountain  side;  the  sun  and  the  wind  will  be  your 
attendants,  the  shy  woodbirds  will  make  music 
for  you  as  fine  as  any  private  orchestra,  and  all 
the  serene  beauty  of-  the  forest  morning  will  be 
there  to  sweeten  the  beginning  of  your  day  with 
courage. 

FROM  the  piazza  you  look  out  through  the 
beech  trees  which  stand  immediately  about 
the  Ghost  House,  and  see  almost  nothing  but 
forested  hills.  You  are  looking  eastward  down 
the  ravine;  to  the  left  and  right  are  mountaii 
walls,  covered  with  hemlock,  beech,  maple,  chest- 
nut, ash  and  basswood;  the  Kaaterskill  stream 
sounds  murmurously  far  below  you,  in  the  bottom 
of  the  gorge,  and  your  eye  is  led  down  along  the 
canon  to  the  top  of  Palenville  at  the  edge  of  the 
great  plain  of  the  Hudson. 

You  would  not  have  half  a  dozen  visitors  in  the 
season,  except  the  wood-mice  and  ground  squir- 
rels. You  would  have  all  the  privacy  of  the 
wilderness,  and  yet  all  the  essential  luxuries  of 
town.  You  could  be  as  solitary  as  you  pleased 
and  yet  have  plenty  of  pleasant  society  for  the 
asking,  as  soon  as  you  had  discovered  that 
Thoreau  didn't  know  everything  after  all.  You 
would  have  to  make  your  own  bed  and  build 
your  own  fire,  but  your  laundress  would  come  and 
give  the  place  a  thorough  Christian  cleaning  as 
often  as  it  needed  it.  If  you  are  like  me,  your 
daily  routine  would  be  regular,  but  not  inflexible 
You  would  get  up  early  enough  to  feel  the  earli- 
ness,  to  taste  the  freshness  and  solemnity  of  the 
first  hours  of  the  day  and  hear  the  thrushes  at 
their-  best.  (There  are  more  birds  in  the  woods 
around  the  Ghost  House  than  anyone  but  John 
Burroughs  could  name,  and  nowhere  do  the 
thrushes  sing  more  wondrously. )  After  you  had 
dressed  and  pottered  about  a  little,  and  sat  on  the 
porch  a  while,  and  perhaps  done  a  few  strokes 
of  work,  you  would  climb  your  steps  and  wander 
over  to  the  Inn  for  breakfast.  You  would  be 
thankful  that  you  had  such  a  clean,  quiet,  com- 
fortable place  to  go  to,  and  come  back  smoking 
your  cigarette,  and  be  ready  to 
work  again  by  nine  o'clock.  It 
would  probably  be  about  nine,  if 
you  ever  took  the  trouble  to  look 
at  your  watch.  There  you  would 
stay,  sticking  to  your  task  until 
one.  unless  you  wanted  to  climb 
High  Peak  or  walk  over  to  Palen- 
ville Overlook  by  way  of  Wildcat 
Ravine.  After  dinner  you  would 
have  time  to  answer  your  letters 
and  then  about  three  or  four  you 
would  probably  go  for  a  long  walk 
getting  home  for  supper  at  six.  In 
the  evening  you  would  be  likely 
to  visit  your  neighbors  for  a  bit  of 
a  chat  or  perhaps  some  good  m 
or  reading.  You  would  carry  your 
own  lantern  with  you  to  light  you 
over  the  stones  and  roots  of  the 
dark  wood  paths  and  to  keep  you 
out  of  the  mud  when  it  was  wet. 
It  does  not  aim  to  be  the  simple 
life,  you  see;  it  is  only  simplified  to 
a  certain  extent,  in  certain  direc- 
tions, to  suit  your  particular  needs 
and  preferences.  One  may  enjoy 
camping  out  for  its  own  sake,  and 
there  is  an  unquestionable  zest  in 
getting  back  to  nature,  as  we  call 
it.      But    that    does    not    prove    that 

(CONTINUED     ON     PAGE     23.) 


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Canadian    Home    Journal. 


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They  end  corns 

now  in  this  scientific  way 


People  who  know— millions 
of  them — now  end  all  corns  in 
this  way. 

They  apply  Blue-jay,  either 
in  liquid  or  in  plaster  form.  It 
means  but  a  touch  and  it  takes 
but  a  jiffy. 

The  corn  pain  stops.  Then 
theBlue-jay  gently  undermines 
the  corn  so  it  loosens  and 
comes  out. 

The  modern  way 

Blue-jay  was  invented  by  a 
chemist  who  studied  corns. 

It  is  made  by  a  laboratory 
of  world-wide  repute. 

Old-time   treatments   were 


harsh  and  inefficient.  Blue-jay 
is  gentle,  quick  and  sure. 

Now  all  corns  are  needless. 
Allthese  pains  can  be  avoided. 
To  let  corns  remain  while  you 
pare  and  pad  them  is  folly. 

You  can  stop  a  corn  ache 
the  moment  it  appears.  You 
can  end  a  corn  completely 
before  it  can  develop. 

Blue-jay  has  proved  these 
facts  to  millions.  It  will  prove 
them  to  you — and  tonight — if 
you  let  it. 

Quit  the  old  methods  of 
dealing  with  corns  and  see 
what  this  new  way  means. 
Your  druggist  sells  Blue-jay. 


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Plaster   or   Liquid 
The  Scientific  Corn  Ender 

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By  Appointment 

The  Sauce  of  the  Epicure 
and  the  Gentleman 

SPHERE  is  refinement  and  pres- 
■*■  tige  in  serving  Lea  &  Perrins' 
Sauce,  entirely  lacking  when  this 
first  and  original  "Worcestershire" 
is  replaced  by  second-grade  sauces 
and  spurious  imitations.  No  din- 
ner is  complete  without  LEA  & 
PERRINS— THE  BEST. 


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"Home"  Washer 

— is  light-running  and  noiseless.  Enclosed  gears  make  it  sale 
"Spring"  lid  lifts  easily.  Made  of  cypress,  handsomely  finished 
Runs  by  hand-power  or  water-motor.  See  il  at  your  dealer  i— 
[  and  writs)  us  for  booklet  "  If  John  Had  To  Do  theWashing.' 
MAXWELLS  LIMITED.  D.pt    1  M.  Mam,  Ont.       3S 


Further  Adventures  With  Our 
Young  Friends 

THE  PRESTONS 


By  MARY  HEATON  VORSE 


' 


CHAPTER   l. IX. 

TBERE  are  times  when  all  one's 
children  worry  one  all  at  once, 
i  bad  Edith  and  Osborn  to 
think  of  and  had  also  been  sure  for 
some  time  that  there  had  been  influ- 
ences at  work  in  Jimmie's  life  about 
which  I  knew  nothing;  and  yet  I  had 
little  enough  to  go  on  to  support  this 
theory — nothing  but  a  subtle  change 
in  Jimmie's  manner,  a  few  intonations 
of  speech  whose  origin  I  couldn't 
trace,  and  the  fact  that  he  was  get- 
ting harder  to  keep  at  home,  which  I 
couldn't  but  admit  was  natural  for  a 
boy  of  his  age.  Still,  little  as  ap- 
peared to  the  eye,  I  was  sure  that 
there  was  some  unknown  element 
moulding  him,  and  it  is  the  unknown 
element  in  a  child,  for  which  no 
mother  can  account,  that  worries  her. 
It  is  a  bad  day  for  her  when  she 
realises  that  any  casual  outsider  may 
upset  her  training;  may  count  for 
more  in  the  life  of  her  child  than  all 
her  influence  can   possibly  do. 

I  was  wandering  along  this  train  of 
thought  instead  of  getting  ready  for 
a  tea-party  for  Osborn  that  afternoon, 
when  my  reverie  was  broken  into  by 
a  little  boy.  He  was  indescribably 
foreign.  His  straight  black  hair  hung 
about  his  eyes.  As  I  looked  at  him  he 
glittered  enormous  black  eyes  at  me. 
"What  do  you  want?"  I  asked  him. 
In  a  wheedling  tone  he  replied: 
"Jimmie." 

"Jimmie  isn't  here,"  I  said.  "Do 
you  want  to  wait?" 

"No,"  he  answered  and  would  have 
been  off.  I  would  have  been  glad  to 
keep  him.  I  wanted  to  know  more 
about  the  wheedling  tone. 

"You  are  not  an  American?'  I  ask- 
ed him. 

"Oh,  yes,"  he  answered,  "but  my 
father  is  out  of  Hungary."  Then, 
with  a  dexterity  unknown  to  the 
Anglo-Saxon  child,  he  eluded  me. 

I  went  out  to  the  kitchen  where 
Seraphy  was  grumbling  about  Dobles 
and  Edith's  young  men  and,  as  I  paid 
no  attention  to  her  confused  mum- 
blings, she  concluded: 

'An'  talkin'  of  limbs,  th'  worst  o' 
th'  kit  an'  bilin'  of  'em's  settin'  there 
at  this   blessed   minit." 

I  looked  out  of  the  window.  There 
sat  the  child  who  had  been  looking 
for  Jimmie.  He  flashed  at  me  a 
dazzling   smile   in   recognition. 

The  guests  had  just  arrived  when 
Seraphy  came  to  me  saying  in  a  stage 
whisper: 

"Ain't  it  enough,  Mis'  Preston,  that 
I  got  a  tea-party  on  me  hands  with- 
out me  bein  'stung  to  death!" 
"Stung  to  death?"  I  asked. 
"Yes'm:  that's  what  I  said.  Jimmie 
an'  that  black-hearted  Finsky  boy's 
got  th'  hose  turned  on  a  bees'  nest. 
'Get  out  o'  here!'  says  I  to  'em.  'You- 
're drivin'  the  bees  in  on  me.'  'O,  be- 
ware the  bees,'  says  Jimmie,  laughin', 
an'  the  other  don't  say  nothin' — it's 
th'  unchancy,  glancin'  eye  o'  him  I 
can't  abide.  So  I  cum  right  up  to 
you,  Mis'  Preston — an'  Osborn  an'  his 
friends  waitin'  f'r  tea  on  the  piazzy! 
It's  no  day  f'r  me  to  get  all  stung  up!" 
I  went  down  and  stopped  the  boys. 
I  had  only  to  look  at  Finsky  to  realize 
that  peace  had  fled.  His  eyes  glitter- 
ed; he  looked  the  spirit  of  uncontrol- 
lable mischief— and  Jimmie,  standing 
l>y,  looked  like  a  capable  head  to 
carry  out  the  spirit's  desii 

Everything  was  going  well.  The 
young  people  were  dancing:.  Edith 
with  Owen  Greave,  when  all  of  a  sud- 
den there  was  a  whish-s-sh  from  the 
hose,  a  noise  of  the  angry  humming  of 
hornets  as  a  crowd  of  the  angry  In- 
sects stormed  down  on  us,  driven 
from  their  home  by  the  well-directed 
spray.  Then  I  beheld  a  singular  little 
incident.  There  was  a  sudden  stam- 
pede. 

Edith  and  Owen  Stopped  .lancing. 
They  looked  at  each  other  as  though 
measuring  one  another's  pluck.  I 
knew  that  in  the  back  of  Ediths 
head  lay  the  idea — "I  will  not  lei 
Jimmie  spoil  this  dance."  They  smiled 
at  each  other  and  kept  on  dancing 
alone  on  the  piazza,  invulnerable,  the 
hornets  buzzing  about  them. 

(CONTINUED 


I   could  see  an  exp  f  interest 

and  admiration  in  Owen's  eyes,  differ- 
ent from  his  former  placid  friendli- 
ness. He  looked  at  Edith  as  though 
he  had  never  seen  her  before  and  she 
flushed  under  his  gaze.  Every  one 
else  had  run  nimbly  around  the  side 
of  the  house.  I  saw  Osborn  clap  his 
hand  to  his  mouth  with  a  muttered 
exclamation,  while  one  of  the  girls 
cried : 

"Is  any  one  stung?"  at  the  same 
time  muffled  and  derisive  laughter 
came  to  our  ears. 

"No  one  but  me,  luckily."  respond- 
ed Osborn,  taking  his  hand  from  his 
mouth,  which  even  in  this  short  time 
had  swelled  dreadfully,  giving  his  face 
such  a  grotesque  appearance  that 
Berenice  burst  out  laughing  and 
apologized  for  it  in  the  same  breath. 
.  It  was  this  laugh  which  was  ac- 
countable for  that  which  happened 
next,  for  between  the  bushes  gleamed 
the  face  of  the  Finsky  boy.  Seeing 
him,  Osborn  sprang  to  the  piazza  rail, 
caught  him  and,  turning  him  over  his 
knee,  spanked  him  soundly  with  his 
hard,  athletic  hand.  He  stood  there 
imposing  and  dignified,  head  of  the 
tribe — a  boy  used  by  his  position  as 
captain  of  the  ball  team  to  command 
others,  and  yet  with  his  mouth  swelled 
to  such  a  terrific  size  his  dignity  sat 
oddly  upon  him.  Laughter  rippled 
among  the  girls,  suppressed  at  first, 
then  louder,  and  at  last  a  great  burst 
of   it,    Berenice's   voice   dominating   it. 

The  task  of  entertaining  the  tea- 
party  fell  on  Edith,  which  she  did  as 
though  she  were  an  experienced  hand. 
It  was  a  successful  party;  there  was 
a  spirit  of  gaiety  in  it:  the  barriers 
were  down.  Every  one  enjoyed  it  but 
poor  Osborn,  whose  troubles  were 
not  yet  over. 

Before  the  guests  had  left  there 
came  a  ring  at  the  front  door.  A  huge 
man,  attended  by  what  we  call  in  our 
town  the  constable,  presented  himself. 
His  black  hair  hung  over  his  ears: 
his  black  glittering  eyes  flashed  fire. 
It  was  the  father  of  the  Finsky  boy. 

I  will  not  attempt  to  give  the 
dialect  in  which  he  recited  his  wrongs. 
The  substance  of  it  was  that  he  had 
a  boy  who,  since  he  had  met  Jimmie, 
was  a  devil;  but  devil  or  angel,  he 
was  living  in  a  free  country,  and  if 
there  was  any  spanking  to  be  done, 
he   proposed   to   do   it  himself. 

"Ma'am,"  he  finished,  "that  Jimmie 
is  a  bad  boy.  You  spank  him  every 
day  for  long,   maybe  he  get  better." 

Osborn   was  back    by  supper  time. 

"They  fined  me  five  dollars."  he 
said. 

Seraphy  was  hovering  around  the 
table.  "Five  dollars,  is  it?"  said  she, 
"Five  dollars  is  all!  Had  I  known 
it  was  only  five  dollars  it  cost,  'tis  th' 
grand  lambastin"  that  limb  of  Satan 
would  have  got  off  me  long  ago — him 
pullin'  Jimmie  into  all  sorts  of 
mischief!" 

"Let  me  tell  you."  said  Osborn. 
turning  to  Jimmie,  "If  you  ever  spoil 
one  of  Edith's  or  my  parties  again 
it'll  be  the  worse  for  you,  young  man. 
Spanking  you  won't  cost  five  dollars! 
I've  a   good    mind    to   do   it,   anyway  ': 

"Oh,  let  bygones  be  bygones."  said 
Edith.  "You'd  not  be  nearly  so  mad 
if  some  one  else  had  got  stung. 
Every  one  but  you  had  a  good  time. 
It  broke  the  ice."  There  was  a 
heightened  color  to  her  cheeks,  a  gal- 
lant carriage  to  her  head;  she  had  all 
the  triumph  of  having  gotten  away 
with  a  difficult  situation  and  also  of 
having  established  her  friendship 
with  Owen,  since  she  had  pluck  and 
resourcefulness.  I  went  to  bed  medi- 
tating on  the  strange  ways  of  Provi- 
dence who.  through  the  deviltry  of  an 
Hungarian  boy,  had  given  Edith  the 
chance    of    showing   her    mettle. 

CHAPTER    IA" 

MEANWHILE,  the  intimacy  be- 
tween Edith  and  Berenice 
grew  and  those  hours  when 
Osborn  was  not  at  her  house.  Ber- 
enice was  at  ours,  she,  like  other 
young  ladies,  interesting  herself  in  my 
flower  garden.  Nor  did  my  detached 
air  when  she  approached  make  the 
slightest  impression  on  her.  It  was 
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ADAM  may  have  begun  his  career  as  a  gardener 
— but  he  probably  spent  some  of  his  time  as  a 
worker  in  wood,  in  however  primitive  a  fashion, 
before  his  earthly  life  was  ended.  The  attraction  of 
the  work  is  natural  to  all  sons  of  Adam,  as  is  evi- 
denced by  the  whittling  practised  by  the  small  boy. 
The  writer,  who  planned  the  series,  of  articles  on 
home  training  in  cabinet  work,  as  announced  in  our 
May  number,   says: 

Although  the  boys  of  to-day  are  to  be  the  men  of 
to-morrow,  there  are  many  grown-ups  whom  I  hope 
to'  interest  in  these  practical  talks  illustrated  with 
drawings  and  working  plans  as  object  lessons  that 
can  be  utilized  by  any  boy  or  man,  who  wishes  to  do 
something  with  his  own  hands  and  head,  and  to  learn 
how  to  do  things  right  by  beginning  right. 

Country-born  on  a  small  farm,  where  most  of  the 
land  was  yet  heavily  timbered,  I  found  myself  at  the 
age  of  twelve  called  upon  to  do  all  kinds  of  farm 
work  in  the  summer,  and  to  chop -wood  and  draw  it  to 
the  nearest  market  in  the  winter.  "With  few  aids 
other  than  natural  resources 
we  were  obliged  to  depend 
upon  ourselves  for  the  com- 
monest needs  and  comforts  of 
life.  Under  such  conditions 
we  could  only  think  of  making 
the  necessary  things  in  the 
most  primitive  and  practical 
way.  If  we  needed  an  axe- 
helve,  an  ox-yoke,  a  pair  of 
bob-sleds  or  a  pork  barrel,  we 
had  to  make  them  by  hand; 
and  in  many  cases  we  had 
even  to  make  our  own  tools. 
These  things  were  made  in  a 
direct  and  substantial  manner 
without  any  thought  of  orna- 
ment; and  yet  as  I  look  back 
I  can  see  that  we  worked  out 
many  beautiful  shapes,  espe- 
cially in  axe-helves  and  ox- 
yokes. 

After  many  years  and  long 
experience  I  am  free  to  own 
there  was  a  deeper  satisfaction 
in  working  out  these  simple 
forms  which  were  put  to 
practical  use,  than  has  come  in 
later  years  from  articles  made 
for  the  exacting  demands  of 
modern  taste.  And  so  this 
thought  comes  up:  When  we 
come  to  make  things  our- 
selves and  because  they  are 
needed,  instead  of  depending 
upon  the  department  store  to 
furnish  them,  we  shall  not 
only  find  pleasure  in  making 
them,  but  we  shall  also  take 
more  pleasure  in  possessing 
them. 

In  referring  so  frankly  to 
my  boyhood  and  experience,  I 
do  not  forget  that  conditions 
have  changed  since  then,  and 
that  I  am  addressing  a  later 
generation  and  many  boys  who 
are  not  compelled  to  work  for 
a  living  so  early  in  life,  and 
are  denied  the  privilege  of 
earning  by  manual  labor  their 
own  food,  clothing  and  shelter, 
or  to  help  to  earn  the  comforts 
of  life  for  the  dear  ones  of  the 

family.  While  it  is  not  necessary  to  return  to 
primitive  conditions  of  living,  which  demand  that 
things  shall  be  made  to  fit  them,  yet  we  can  begin 
with  primitive  forms,  which  is  always  safe.  In 
starting  this  way  we  begin  right  and  have  the 
structural  instead  of  the  non-structural  always 
before  us. 

A/f  ANY  of  the  boys  I  hope  to  be  able  to  interest 
-L*-*  and  to  persuade  to  learn  how  to  do  things 
for  themselves,  or  for  others,  are  those  who  are 
not  driven  by  necessity  to  labor  with  their  own 
hands,  but  who  will,  I  trust,  take  up  this  work 
from  choice,  as  many  of  their  elders  have  done, 
who  are  not  craftsmen  by  trade.  These  profes- 
sional men  and  others  find  pleasure  and  relax- 
ation during  leisure  hours  in  building  something 
useful  or  working  out  some  original  notion,  in 
that  friendliest  and  most  natural  material  that 
Nature  has  given  to  man  for  his  shelter,  and 
which  enters  so  largely  into  the  comforts  and 
conveniences  of  the  home. 

The  world   has  never  found  any  substitute  for 
wood  in  its  many  utilities  and  its  natural  beauty. 


THE  TOOL  CABINET 


Time  and  the  forces  of  Nature  have  wrought  out 
the  many  wonderful  fibers  and  textures,  and  the  al- 
most endless  variety  of  beautiful  traceries  in  the 
grains  and  the  interesting  age-mark  rings  which  keep 
the  record  of  the  birthdays  of  the  forest    trees. 

Tools,  few  or  many,  you  must  have,  and  various 
sizes  of  tool  cabinets  are  made  and  furnished  at  vary- 
ing prices.  The  work  bench  you  will  also  need  to 
buy,  for  you  can  not  build  it  as  it  should  be  built  for 
service,  and  the  one  shown  is  specially  manufactured 
for  the  purpose.  Each  of  the  object  illustrations  is 
accompanied  by  brief  but  clear  instructions,  with 
working  drawings  and  a  mill  bill.  The  latter  is  made 
out  the  same  as  for  factory  use,  and  if  taken  to  the 
lumber  manufacturer  the  materials  can  be  all  ob- 
tained cut  to  measure  in  the  rough.  Then  with  a 
little  study,  and  the  necessary  tools,  you  will  be  ready 
to  begin  your  part  as  a  builder,  selecting  whichever 
article  suits  you  best. 


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URING  the  last  ten  years, 
bird  houses  have  become 
common  throughout 
Canada  and  it  is  hoped  that 
many  of  our  readers  possess 
more  than  one  of  these  "sum- 
mer residences"  for  the  birds. 
Those  with  rustic  finish  are 
highly  popular  and  are  easily 
made.  The  birds  which  take 
shelter  there  look  more  at 
home  than  those  who  are  in 
more  ornate  dwellings.  A  bird 
house  more  than  pays  for  the 
time  and  trouble  in  its  con- 
struction, when  you  take  a 
real  interest  in  the  cheerful 
little  tenants.  Even  the  birds 
have  a  housing  problem  of 
their  own  and  you  can  make 
Jenny  Wren  or  the  Robin 
Family  happy  by  providing 
them-  with  a  cosy  corner — and 
incidentally  add  to  your  list  of 
friends. 

There  is  now  an  interest 
taken  in  our  birds  greater 
than  any  known  before.  There 
are  various  bird  societies 
which  have  for  their  object 
the  preservation  and  protec- 
tion of  our  birds;  and  their 
work  becomes  of  more  varied 
interest  with  every  passing 
year.  Down  in  the  southern- 
most county  of  Ontario,  the 
pleasant  land  of  Essex,  there 
is  to  be  found  the  bird  sanc- 
tuary where  Jack  Miner  cares 
for  hundreds  of  birds,  which 
find  happiness  and  safety  in  a 
real  home  for  our  feathered 
friends.  Mr.  Miner  is  writing 
a  book  which  will  probably  be 
of  enthralling  interest,  for 
what  he  can  tell  you  about  all 
manner  of  feathered  folk  will 
he  worth  knowing. 

Now,   it   is   not   given   to   al) 

of  us  to  have  a  large  estate  or 

to   establish   a   bird   sanctuary, 

but  most  of  us  have  a  garden 

which  can   hold   a  bird   house. 

where  the  aforesaid  wren  may  find  a  comfortable 

abode      or      where      Master      Robin      may      pose 

majestically  on  a  tiny  verandah.      There   may  be 

constructed  a  house  for  the   woodpecker,   that  is 

as    cheerful    a    lodger    as    you    can    have    in    your 

bird   house.     As  the  Toronto  S.  P.  C.  S.   says:    "Be 

kind  to  animals — you  are  one  yourself." 

BIRD    HOUSE 

T  X  building  the  bird  house  there  is  little  to 
*■  note,  as  everything  is  very  plainly  shown  on 
the  working  drawings.  A  good  line  for  the 
bracket  will  add  much  to  the  interest  of  the 
piece.  The  back  is  fastened  in  with  brads  and  a 
small  brad  through  the  perch  will  hold  it  in  its 
place. 

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nn  surprise  to  me  to  come  in  and  find 
her  seated  beside  Maria,  appealing 
eves  raised  to  her,  while  Maria  taught 
her  the  new  stitch  of  Italian  em- 
broidery. 

Osbom'S     stale     of      mind,     too,     was 

obvious  to  me.  Falling  in  love  e 
people  in  different  ways.  Some  be- 
come morose  and  d  isagreeable,  but 
this  experience  has  always  had  an 
exhilarating  effect  upon  Osborn;  he 
gets  more  and  more  high-spirited  and 
swin&s  along  as  if  he  owned  the 
world  As  Seraphy  says,  "You  can 
tell  just  be  the  set  of  Osborn's  coat 
when  he's  got  a  new  girl." 

Then  suddenly  Osborn's  mood 
changed.  He  sat  around  gloomily.  I 
wondered  if  Berenice  was  treating 
him  badly.  For  a  week  he  was  sunk 
in  gloom,  then  one  day  he  came  to 
my  room  and  fidgeted  around  the  way 
he  does  when  he  has  something  on  his 
mind. 

"We  licked  'em  to-day,"  he  an- 
nounced. Then  he  shifted  on  his 
other   foot. 

I  replied  that  I  was  very  glad  of 
that,   and   waited. 

"I  guess  it's  going  to  be  a  good  day 
for  practice  to-morrow,''   he   went  on. 

I  replied  it  looked  like  it,  and  still 
waited.  Ever  since  he  has  been  a 
little  boy  he  has  always  approached 
anything  he  had  to  tell  me  in  this 
embarrassed  way,  and  he  seemed  to 
me  no  older  than  he  was  at  six  years 
when  he  would  talk  of  irrelevant 
things  and  then  make  a  final  rush  and 
come  to  the  point.  So  any  mother 
can  imagine  my  feelings,  when,  with 
a  gulp,  what  he  had  to  tell  me  finally 
came. 

"Mother,"  he  said,  "I  want  you  to 
know  before  anybody  else,  and  I  know 
you'll  be  glad,  you  are  such  good 
friends — T'rm — engaged — I'm  engaged 
to  Berenice  Doble.  I — I  know  I'm 
k-kfnd   of  young  and  all  that  sort  of 

thing "        He     seemed     far     from 

happy;  rather  as  though  he  heard  his 
own  words  with  deep  disbelief. 

But  here  I  am  glad  to  say  I  had 
good  sense  enough  to  put  my  arms 
around  him  and  kiss  him.  Then  I 
•sat  down  and  talked  to  him.  I  told 
him  that  marriage  was  a  very  serious 
thing  and  lasted  a  long  time,  and  that 
I  thought  Berenice  was  a  sweet,  dear 
girl — and  I  suppose  she  is,  for  those 
who  like  her — and  that  I  thought, 
too,  he  would  agree  with  me  that  it 
would  be  better  to  keep  the  engage- 
ment a  secret  for  a  while  anyway. 
By  all  of  which  you  can  see  that  I 
was  working  for  time.  Then  I  went 
up  to  my  room  and  locked  myself  in 
and  had  a  good  cry. 

My  Osborn  engaged  to  that  bird- 
shooting,  trout-fishing  minx!  I  saw 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Doble  seated  at  our 
family  table.  I  saw  all  the  other 
Dobles  over-running  us,  and  I  thanked 
God  that  Osborn  was  only  a  fresh- 
man in  college,  and  unless  I  opposed 
them  and  they  ran  away,  that  he 
would  have  plenty  of  time  in  which 
to  get  over  it.  Oh,  I  wished  at  that 
moment  that  we  lived  in  some  en- 
lightened country  where  children 
have  to  ask  their  parents'  consent 
about  getting  married,  and  where  it 
isn't  so  fatally  easy  for  young  people 
to  see  each  other!  I  was  just  dry- 
ing my  eyes  and  putting  my  hair 
straight  when  a  knock  came  on  my 
door  and   our  second  girl   announced: 

"It's   Mrs.    Doble." 

I  went  down  to  the  drawing-room 
and  found  Berenice's  mother  seated 
there.  She  is  a  large,  placid  woman, 
and  has  none  of  the  sporting  tastes 
of  her  daughter  or  her  husband.  Her 
round  face  has  always  made  me 
think  of  a  pie  just  ready  for  the  oven. 
She  was  dressed  in  a  princess  gown, 
which  displayed  all  her  ample  curves 
to  advantage  and  wore  a  perfectly 
fresh  pair  of  white  kid  gloves.  Upon 
her  hat  rested  bunches  of  cherries 
that  must  have  been  made  after  the 
design  of  Mr.  Burbank's  most  ap- 
proved  model. 

"Mrs.  Preston,"  said  she,  "I'm  not 
going  to  do  any  beating  round  the 
bush,  and  I'm  not  going  to  pretend 
that  1  haven't  come  for  what  I've 
come  to  talk  about!  I  don't  know  if 
Osborn's  told  you,  but  if  he  hasn't, 
it's  time  somebody  did.  Him  and — 
oh.  Mrs.  Preston,  him  and  my  Bere- 
nice have  gotten  engaged!  I  tell  you 
when  Berenice  told  me  it  knocked  me 
all  of  a  heap!  I  never  did  approve  of 
your  son's  coming  to  my  house  like 
he's  been  doing — but.  there,  you  know 

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what  young  folks  are  and  I  didn't  put 
my  foot  in  it. 

"And,    then,    there    was    that    dog' 

ir     the    land's    sake,'     I've    said     to 

r-enice  a  million  times,  if  I  have 
once,  'make  Osborn  Preston  stop 
bringing  that  dog  to  my  house!'  Why- 
Mrs.  Preston,  I'm  fairly  et  out  of 
house  and  home,  what  with  Mr 
Uoble's  dogs  and  all.  I  like  a  dog  as 
well  as  anybody,  but  I  like  a  dog  in 
its  proper  pi  ice,  and  that  setter  dog 
of  Osborn's  hain't  any  idea  what  the 
proper  place  for  a  dog  is. 

"I  don't  know  if  you  know  it,  but 
I  do,  that  when  he's  home  and  ir 
college  with  Osborn  he  sleeps  on  the 
foot  of  Osborn's  bed.  and  I'll  tell  you 
I  know  it — by  tracks  of  muddy  paws 
I've  found  on  Berenice's  bed.  I 
never  seen  such  -a  dog  for  impudence' 
You'd  think  he  had  a  mortgage  or, 
my  house  to  see  him  come  runnin'  in. 
Mr.  Doble's  dogs  is  bad  enough,  but 
we've  got  kennels  for  them.  And  I 
wouldn't  talk  so  much  about  him  if 
he  wasn't  at  the  bottom  of  it  all.  If 
Osborn  hadn't  ever  brought  him  to 
our  house,  there  wouldn't  be  all  this 
goinis  on. 

"Now,  Mrs.  Preston.  I  haven't  any- 
thing to  say  against  Osborn.  Osborn 
is  a  perfect  gentleman;  and  I'm  not 
saying  anything  against  you,  Mrs 
Preston,  but  the  thing  the  matter  with 
Osborn  is  the  way  he  has  been 
brought  up." 

To  this  astonishing  statement  i 
found  very  little  to  say.  I  murmured 
something,  but  it  did  not  stop  my 
visitor's  oratory.  She  had  stopped  a 
moment,  evidently  preparing  for  the 
battle,  but  as  she  saw  no  signs  of 
anger  in  my  eye,  but  only  bewilder- 
ment, she  said  more  softly: 

"I  suppose  I  might  have  put  that 
different — but,  there,  that's  me  all 
over!  When  I  think  a  thing  I  come 
right  out  with  it.  Your  family's 
worldly,  Mrs.  Preston!  I  don't  mean 
but  what  you  ain't  fine  pay  customers, 
nor  that  I've  got  anything  against 
you,  but  we  don't  think  the  same 
things.  Osborn  hasn't  got  principles 
like  my  young  people!  He  dances. 
he  plays  cards,  and  it's  driven  me  near 
crazy  to  see  my  Berenice  going  round 
with  a  young  man  no  matter  what  his 
manners  are,  who  hasn't  no  more 
consideration  for  Sunday  than  Osborn 
has. 

"It's  just  about  broke  my  heart  and 
it  just  come  at  an  awful  time,  for  I 
don't  know  whether  you  noticed  it 
or  not,  but  our  minister  is  certainly 
taken  with  Berenice, — and  Berenice 
takin'  up  with  your  Osborn!  That's 
what  comes  of  letting  girls  be  brought 
up  like  they  were  boys!  But  Mr. 
Doble  he  wouldn't  ever  listen  to  any 
reason  from  me,  take  Berenice  along 
he  would  from  the  very  first,  though 
he's  as  strict  principled  a  Baptist  as 
ever  stepped  in  every  other  kind  of 
way.  He  always  says  to  me,  'Birdie, 
there  ain't  nothing  in  the  church 
against  a  girl  going  shooting  with  her 
pa.'  'No,'  says  I,  'because  there's 
never  needed  to  be  no  such  thing. 
Who  ever  heard  of  a  girl  going  shoot- 
ing, George  Doble?'  I  said  to  him. 

"But  you  know  what  men  is!  Now 
he  can  blame  himself,  for  in  every 
other  kind  of  way  Berenice  would 
make  a  splendid  minister's  wife 
brought  up  strict  like  she  has  been 
Besides,  what  a  girl  like  Berenice 
needs  is  a  quiet  husband,  because — 
though  you  mightn't  think  it.  she's 
got  an  awful  strong  will,  she's  got  a 
will  just  like  her  pa! 

"It  complicates  family  life  awful  to 
have  a  girl  take  just  after  her  pa  and 
not  after  her  mother  one  bit.  She 
never  took  after  me  in  nothing  ex- 
cept her  little  ways.  When  I  was 
young  I  had  little  ways  just  like 
Berenice,  but  with  a  growin'  family 
you  can't  have  'em  any  more'n  any 
other  kind  of  frills,  and  the  only  ray 
of  light  I've  seen  in  this,  Mrs.  Pres- 
ton, is  that  I  knew  you'd  be  just  as 
down  on  it  as  I  was.  There's  no 
mother  living  wants  her  son  engaged 
when  he's  just  in  college,  no  matter 
how  nice  the  girl  is. 

"Now,  I'll  tell  you.  Mrs.  1'reston. 
don't  antagonize  'em.  If  you  an- 
tagonize Berenice,  she'll  be  so  set  on 
Osborn  that  a  pickaxe  wouldn't  get 
her  off — but  just  leave  her  lay.  and 
like's  not  she'll  get  tired  of  him. 
which  is  what  I'm  hoping  and  pray- 
ing for." 

"That,"     I    said,     with     dignity,     "is 
just  what   I   have   been  hoping  and'  is 
ok    paok    86.) 


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looked  for  nothing  disturbing 
as  they  again  took  their  way 
along  the  highroad. 

But  this  was  the  Province 
of  the  Unexpected,  and  tliey 
should  have  remembered. 
#  There  :was  a  large  bush  on 
^either,sjde  of  the  pathway,  and 
.  a*  h,  t<V Biddy's  surprise,  was 
irtlfen  with'  blue  roses.  From 
under  the  bushes  there  sud- 
denly aippeared  four  strange 
little  beings,  who  stood  in  a 
row  across  the  road,  barring 
the  way.  The  odd  four  were 
all  letter-men,  and  each  had  a 
•  ute  little  curl  standing  up  on 
i  he  top  of  his  head. 

As  the  travellers  approached, 
the  letter-men  greeted  them 
with  a  chorus  of  questions. 
Diddy  Happen  could  make  out 
the  words  —  who  ?  —  what  ?  — 
how? — why?  The  little  fellows 
talked  so  fast  that  there  was 
no  time  to  answer  even  one  of 
them,  and  as  they  blocked  the 
way,  there  was  nothing  to  do 
but  to  stoip  and  listen. 

The  letter-men  kept  right  on 
asking  their  one-word  ques- 
tions, until  it  seemed  as  if 
Did<Jy  and  his  friend  would  be 
unable  to  continue  their  jour- 
ney. But  help  was  at  hand. 
'  A  new  figure  jumped  down 
from  one  of  thfly«jg  blue  roses, 
right  in  fron,t#ffth*  noisy  four, 
and 

alAtter-man,    too, 
uno  was  AID 

ipime,    now,"    said 

ler. 

of  the  letter-men 

juestion  in  turn,  and 

Naherrin  answered 

asked  the  first  one. 

'A  band  of  pilgrims,"  replied 
Dedder. 

"What?"    asked    the    second. 

"That  takes  the  same  an- 
swer." said  Dedder,  and  the 
letter-men  looked  disappointed. 

•How?"  questioned  the  third. 

"Walking  most  of  the  way," 
said  old  Dedder  Naherrin,  as 
he  thought  of  the  ride  on  the 
Wish-Horses. 

"Why?"  asked  the  last  of  the 
letter- men. 

Dedder  Naherrin  thought  a 
moment,  then  he  replied.: 

"A  band  of  pilgrims  on  a 
journey,  because  every  one 
must  travel  the  road  of  the 
long  year." 

The  Aid  had  hopped  up  on 
his  blue  rose  again,  but  where 
he  had  been  there  suddenly 
appeared  a  very  curly  letter- 
man,   who  shouted,   "Go!" 

The  four  question-men  ran 
back  under  the  rose  bushes, 
where    the   Go   followed   them. 

The  road  was  now  clear,  and 
Diddy  and  his  friends  went 
on  their  way. 

A  loud  humming  was  heard, 
and  for  a  moment  the  Tick 
Tock  brothers  were  afraid  their 
clocks  were  running  down. 
They  soon  saw,  however,  a 
gigantic  beetle  flying  toward 
them,  and  the  humming  of  its 
wings  grew  louder  and  louder. 
It  alighted  close  to  Diddy 
Happen,  and  as  soon  as  it  had 
folded  its  wings,  started  sing- 
ing in  a  booming  voice — 

Of  all  the  months   that  round 

the  year, 
If    you  but  listen,  you  may  hear, 
There    is   but    one    some    wish 

would  stay — 
The    merry     madcap — dancing 

May. 


And  there  are  some  who  love 

the  days 
Through  which  the  sunshine  ever  plays; 
While  fleecy  clouds  against  the  sky 
Make  a  dream-world  of  fair  July. 

Though  all  May  beauties  I  can  see, 
And  fair  July — the  best  to  me, 
In  dawn  or  twilight,  night  or  noon. 
Is  lovely,  rose-crowned,  laughing  June. 

"So  you  are  a  June  bug,"  said  Diddy. 


room  on 
back  for 
and    when 


v 


Dedder   Naherrin  quickly. 

There     was     plenty     of 
the      great      June      Bug's 
all     the    travellers, 
they   were  seated  comfortably, 
the  Bug  flier  spread  his  \\ 
and  rose  in  the  air. 

It  was  a  wonderful  trip,  par- 
ticularly for  the  little  If,  who 
fell  off,  and  being  caught  in 
his  fall  by  one  of  the  bug's 
long  legs,  finished  the  trip  sus- 
pended by  his  curly  tail. 

They  passed  swiftly  over  a 
country  that  seemed  made  up 
of  nothing  but  fields  of  flowers. 
There  was  a  softness  in  the 
air,  that  the  June  Bug  said 
was  caused  by  the  sweetness 
of  the  summertime. 

When  they  were  high  in  the 
air.  they  came  upon  a  swarm 
of  fliers,  letter-men  with 
wings,  who,  Dedder  Naherrin 
said,  were  the  Ups,  and  never 
found  near  the  ground. 

The  June  Bug  carried  the 
travellers  far  upon  their  jour- 
ney, until,  at  last,  they  could 
see  dimly  the  end  of  the  June 
road.  A  little  further,  and 
their  flying-steed  descended  so 
that  they  might  land  near  the 
beginning  of  the  next  stage  of 
their  journey. 

In  front  of  them  was  the 
July  road,  and  marking  it  stood 
a  large,  square,  white  stone,  on 
which  were  the  words  July  1st, 
Dominion  Day.  Planted  in  the 
top  of  the  stone  was  a  tall 
flagstaff,  from  the  top  of  which 
floated  a  large  Union  Jack. 

This  was  a  joyous  day  that 
they  were  coming  to,  and  as 
he  saw  the  flag,  Diddy  sang 
in  his  clear,  boyish  voice: 


The  flag  that's  waved  a  thou- 
sand years 
Is  just  the  flag  for  me. 
I  love  the  land  it  floats  above — 

Fair  Canada  the  free. 
It's    honor    bright,    home    love 
so  deep, 
Red  badge  of  courage,  too — 
A  flag  to  live  and  die  for 

Is  the  dear  Red,  White  and 
Blue. 


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THE  GHOST 
HOUSE 

(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    19.) 

we      should     live     perpetually 
under  canvas.     Everybody  who 
has  tried  it  knows  that  in  our 
climate    a    tent    is    almost    as 
comfortless  a  dwelling  as  can 
be  devised.     It  will  not  neces- 
sarily expedite  the   writing  of 
your  novel  to  spend  three  or 
four  hours  a  day  cooking  your 
own    food    and    washing    your 
own    dishes,    nor    will    it    in- 
evitably      increase       your 
aesthetic  appreciation  of 
nature  to  sleep  out  in  the  rain, 
though  a  fair  amount  of  rough 
life     is     undoubtedly     whole- 
some and  tonic.     It  is  useless 
to   ask   men    of   the  twentieth 
century  to  live  the  life  of  the 
twelfth,   or  of  the   Stone  Age. 
We  are  more  complex  in  our 
nature     than     the     people     of 
those  times  and  our  life  must 
be  more  complicated.     On   the 
other    hand   it   is   undoubtedly 
true    that    we    surround    our- 
selves with  a  lot  of  complica- 
tions    and     complexities     that 
are    only    hindrances     to    our 
freedom  and  development  and 
happiness.      It   is  good   to   get 
rid       of       these       unnecessary 
things,    but    every    man    must 
determine  the  limit  of  simpli- 
fication for  himself.     It  is  per- 
fection,    not     simplicity,     that 
must  be  our  aim;   and  perfec- 
tion    in     life     as     in     art,     is 
attained     only     gradually     by 
eliminating  all   that   is   unhelpful   and 
unessential,    and    retaining   only   what 
is    indispensable    for    the    beautifying 
of    our    daily    lives,    the    increasing   of 
our   intelligence,    and    the   strengthen- 
ing and    ennobling   of   our    hearts.      It 
follows  that  we  will   cast  aside   many 
experimental    ideals   in    the   process, — 
ideals  not  necessarily  wrong  in  them- 
selves, but  partial  and  imperfect. 


June  Mornings 


Bubble  Grains 
on  berries 

Mix  these  airy,  flimsy 
bubbles  in  every  dish 
of  berries.  Use  Puffed 
Rice.  The  blend  is  de- 
lightful. It  adds  what 
crust  adds  to  a  short- 
cake. 

At  breakfast,  also, 
serve  with  cream  and 
sugar  —  any  of  these 
fragile,  fascinating 
grains. 


June  Evenings 


Whole  wheat 
steam  exploded 

For  suppers,  float 
Puffed  Wheat  in  milk. 
That  means  whole 
wheat  with  every  food 
cell  blasted.  The  grains 
are  puffed  to  eight  times 
normal  size. 

They  seem  like  tid- 
bits, but  every  flaky 
globule  is  a  grain  of 
wheat  made  easy  to 
digest. 


June  Afternoons 


Airy,  nut-like  confections 

For  hungry  children,  crisp  and 
douse  with  melted  butter.  Then 
Puffed  Grains  become  nut-like  con- 
fections, to  be  eaten  like  peanuts 
or  popcorn. 

Use  also  like  nut-meats  as  a 
garnish  on  ice  cream.  Use  as 
wafers  in  your  soups. 


Puffed 

Puffed 

Wheat 

Rice 

Whole  Grains,  Steam  Exploded 
Puffed  to  8  Times  Normal  Size 

Prof.  Anderson's  creations 

In  Puffed  Grains  every  food  cell  is  blasted  by  a  steam  explo- 
sion. A  hundred  million  steam  explosions  occur  in  every  kernel. 
Thus  digestion  is  made  easy  and  complete.     Every  atom  feeds. 

The  grains  are  toasted,  crisp  and  flimsy.  They  taste  like 
nut-meats  puffed.     Never  were  grain   foods   made   so   inviting. 

But  remember  the  great  fact.  Every  element  is  fitted  to 
digest.    They  are  ideal  grain  foods  which  never  tax  the  stomach. 

In  summer,  serve  at  all  hours,  and  in  plenty.  Keep  both 
kinds  on  hand. 


Like  nut  meats  on 
ice  cream 

These   flimsy   grains    taste    like    nut- 
meats     puffed.      Scatter     them     on     ice 
cream.     Use  them  also  in  Lome  ca 
making. 


The  Quaker  0*ts  (pmpany 

Sole  Makers 


L.  x 


Peterborough,    Canada 


Saskatoon,    Canada 


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helpful  life. 


FRECKLES 

Now  is  th*  Time  to  Get  Rid  oi  These  Ugly  Spots 

Tie  re's  do  longer  the  slightest   need  of  feeling 

of    your     freckles,    ai     Otlhini    -double 

laranteed   to  remove  these  homely 

•    Othine — double  strength 
J   nir    druggi  '      lad    apply    a    little    of    it 

morning  and  you  should  soon  see  that 
t   freckles  have  begun  to  disappear, 

(iter  ones  hive  Vanished  entirely.  It 
is  seldoti  lid  more  Ulan  one  ounce  is  needed  to 
OOmplel  \i  deal  the  s)<in  ami  gain  a  beautiful 
cU-.ir  complexion, 

He  sure  bo  tak  for  the  double  strength  Othine, 
an  tins  is  sold  under  guarantee  of  money  back  if 
it   fails  to  remove   freckles. — Adv. 


June,  the  Month  of  Roses,  Wed- 
dings and  School  Closings 


TO  quote  our  friend  the  Walrus. 
the  time  has  come  to  speak  of 
many  things,  and  June  seems  to 
nt  quite  as  diverse  a  collection  as 
the  sealing-wax,  cabbages,  and  kings 
of  legendary  lore  Their  importance 
is  more  or  less  relative,  of  course.  To 
h.  lover  of  flowers  June  roses  come 
lirst  on  the  list;  to  the  perennially 
romantic  and  to  those  about  to  be 
married  weddings  monopolize  earth 
and  air  and  sky — particularly  the  sky, 
for  their  thoughts  are  far  above  the 
mundane  things  of  life;  to  those  who 
have  played  the  principal  part  in  a 
. I  uric  wedding  there  follows  in  a  very 
natural  and  fitting  sequence  the  mo- 
mentous fact  of  school  closings.  They 
all  appeal  to  me.  I  love  the  masses  of 
pink  and  cream  and  red  that  border 
my  garden  paths;  I  love  the  sight  of 
a  slight  graceful  maid  as,  clad  in  her 
gown  of  shimmering  silk,  enveloped 
in  a  mist  of  tulle,  she  marches  slowly 
up  the  aisle  to  the  strains  of  Lohen- 
grin; I  love  the  rapturous  call  of  my 
boys  as  they  dash  into  the  house 
hurling  their  books  to  the  darkest 
corner  of  the  closet  reserved  for  them, 
chanting  "No  more  Latin,  no  more 
French,  no  more  sitting  on  a  hard 
board  bench."  There  is  another  which 
rhymes  "Greek"  with  "teachers  on 
the  sneak,"  but  as  this  is  rather  hard 
on  those  patient  souls  who  are  the 
ill-paid  foster-parents  of  our  chil- 
dren and  who  have  to  bear  their  idio- 
syncrasies for  the  greater  part  of  the 
day,  I  rather  discourage  the  senti- 
ment.     Anyway,    they   don't   mean    it! 

First  of  all  come  the  roses.  Who 
can  resist  the  brazen  scarlet  of  the 
climbing  American  Beauty  as  it  peers 
in  at  one's  window  or  hangs  enticing- 
ly above  one's  porch?  Who  will  not 
go  into  raptures  over  the  rosy  coral- 
pink  of  Maman  Cochet,  as  she  smiles 
at  one  from  one's  bed  of  tea  roses? 
WTho  can  be  indifferent  to  the  Snow 
Queen,  white  and  pure;  to  that 
frankly  ambitious  climber,  Dorothy 
Perkins;  or  to  the  hardy  General 
Jaqueminot?  And  who  can  say 
which  is  the  loveliest  among  them  all? 

Then  as  to  weddings!  On  this  sub- 
ject there  is  surely  nothing  new  that 
can  be  said.  All  the  world  loves  a 
lover  and  I  suppose  that  half  of  it 
loves  a  wedding.  June  has  always 
been  accepted  as  the  month  par  ex- 
cellence for  marrying  and  giving  in 
marriage.  For  reasons  best  known 
to  myself  and  one  other — he  is  at 
present  fixing  some  netting  for  my 
sweet  peas  and  using  language  that 
is  not  fit  for  the  children  to  hear — I 
prefer  October.  But  that  is  a  matter 
purely  personal.  My  feelings  as  re- 
gards these  affairs  are  somewhat  mix- 
ed but  as  a  rule  I  feel  much  more 
like  crying  than  laughing.  A  wed- 
ding is  such  a  tremendously  momen- 
tous affair  and  marriage  is  some 
thing,  as  the  prayer-book  says,  not 
to  be  entered  into  unadvisedly  or 
lightly,  but  reverently,  discreetly,  ad- 
visedly, soberly,  and  in  the  fear  of 
God.  And  yet  how  many  come  to 
grief  because  they  fail  to  realize  the 
stupendous  significance  of  the  step 
they  are  about  to  take! 

UNDOUBTEDLY  there  is  a  glam- 
our about  a  wedding  that  ap- 
peals to  all  save  the  disillu- 
sioned or  the  moribund.  All  the 
feverish  preparation  of  trousseau  and 
household  linen,  the  showers  before 
marriage  and  the  long  array  of  bridal 
presents  arranged  for  the  admiration 
or  criticism  of  the  guests;  the  Day  of 
Days  itself  with  the  swift  comings 
and  goings,  the  plottings,  the  smiles. 
the  tears;  the  ride  to  the  church  with 
ones  father  and  the  return  with 
one's  brand  new  husband — all  these 
are  certainly  a  large  factor  In  the 
lives  of  two  voting  people  who 
embarking  upon  a   long  and  somewhat 

perilous  journey. 

Then  comes  the  honeymoon,  when 
all  that  is  familiar  and  commonplace 
is  left  behind  and  the  bride  and 
groom  fare  forth  alone  for  a  fortnight 
or  more  in  which  they  will  see  each 
other  pretty  regularly  and  have  an 
opportunity    of    becoming    really    well 

(CONTINUED 


■ 


The 


acquainted!  It  is  said  that  no  two 
people  know  each  other  thoroughly 
until  they  have  spent  a  winter  and  a 
summer        together.  Unfortunately 

this   is  a   test   which   can   scarce} 
tried   as  a   pre-nuptial   caution 
one   wishes   to   meet  with 
brows    and    averted    glancf 
perimenl    is   positively   fc 
one    has    to    take    a   lonjjrej 
pray  that  all  will  be  welb 

And  after  the  honeymoon  ? 
homecoming  to  a  little  nest  which  is 
frightfully  clean  and  unused,  with  its 
shiny  furniture,  its  fresh  hangings 
its  gleaming  silver  and  dainty  bric-a- 
brac.  They  feel  a  delightful  sense  of 
proprietorship  and  importance,  these 
two,  and  as  soon  as  possible  they  in- 
vite some  of  their  closest  friends  to 
a  meal  prepared  in  the  manage  by 
the  little  mistress  herself  or  by  a  por- 
tentous female  in  the  kitchen  of 
whom  she  stands  in  mortal  terror. 
And  such  a  meal,  with  monsieur  and 
madame  doing  the  honors  as  if  they 
had  been  entertaining  for  many 
moons,  trying  to  look  unconcerned 
and  to  act  as  if  the  successful  engin- 
eering of  a  dinner-party  is  as  simple 
as  brewing  a  cup  of  afternoon 

And  then  the  novelty  begins  to 
wear  off  a  little.  They  are  just  as 
fond  of  each  other,  of  course.  Edward 
is  a  dear  and  Julia  is  just  the  sweet- 
est little  wife  in  trj^Vkifiole  wide  world. 
Comes  the  first  austral — it  is  bound 
to  come,  friends*/hi>n'\»kies  turn 
suddenly     dark,     the*  J=un'-  ceases     to 


i 

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shine,    home    seems 
away     refuge    and 


litoe^st  dear 
ncftner  the 
vor^Ja   havin 


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only 

11 


friend  in  the  world  wo 
the  misery  and  tragedy  qf  life 
centred  in  that  first  clash*  of  opposing 
natures.  Nothing  can  ever  be  the 
same  again!  All  the  beautiful  calm 
is  broken;  the  serpent  has  crept  into 
Eden  and  the  cup  of  life  holds  only 
dregs! 

Don't  fool  yourselves,  dear  young 
friends.  The  sun  is  going  to  shine 
again.  You  are  going  to  love  each 
other  just  as  much,  if  not  more.  You 
have  learned  just  one  of  the  lessons 
that  beset  married  folk  and  you  have 
found  out  perhaps  where  the  ice  is  a 
wee  bit  thin  and  where  a  "Keep  Off" 
sign  may  avert  future  duckings.  Y'ou 
will  have  more  quarrels,  bless  your 
hearts,  lots  of  'em.  They  are  all  part 
of  the  game,  but  they  need  not  sour 
your  temper  or  spoil  your  faith  in 
each  other.  I  know  a  very  dear 
woman,  one  of  the  saints  of  the  earth, 
whose  husband  was  a  clergyman  be- 
loved as  it  falls  to  the  lot  of  few  to 
be  loved.  A  young  woman  once  came 
to  her  and  said  somewhat  boastfully: 
"George  and  I  have  been  married  a 
year  and  we  have  never  had  a  single 
disagreement."         "Well,"      said       the  , 

rector's  wife,  sweetly  but  tellingly.  "1 
think  there  must  be  a  considerable 
lack  of  force  in  one  of  you  if  you 
have  gone  that  long  without  words 
My  husband  and  I  had  many  a  dis- 
agreement during  the  first  year  of 
our  marriage!"  So  they  probably 
had,  but  they  were  an  ideal  couple 
and  devoted  to  each  other. 

MARRIED  life  is  not  all  beer  and 
skittles,  and  those  who  marrv 
with  the  idea  that  it  is.  are 
going  to  come  a  cropper  as  sure  as 
fate.  It  is  the  biggest  contract  that 
can  be  entered  into  by  two  people.  It 
may  not  involve  millions  of  mom  \ 
but  it  does  involve  the  happiness  <>f  at 
hast  two  people  and  that  is  of  much 
more  importance  to  the  individual 
and  to  the  community.  Happiness  Is 
negotiable;  millions  seem  to  have  a 
way    of   getting   tied    up. 

Bear  and  forbear  are  two  words 
that  must  be  worked  overtime.  No 
one  is  perfect.  The  lover  of  yester- 
day and  the  husband  of  to-day  are 
the  same  person  but  he  is  viewed  at 
closer  range  and  under  conditions' 
stripped  of  embellishment.  The  same  ^ 
with  the  bride  and  the  wife.  No  man 
wants  to  marry  a  paragon  nor  does 
any  woman  wish  to  find  herself  tied 
to  a  perfect  specimen  of  the  male — 
if  such  a  thing  exists!  Even  the 
greal    Kint;   Arthur  was  condemned  by 

ON    PAGE   51.) 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


25 


The  Prestons 


(CONTINUED    FROM     PAGE    22.) 


.  (rj  b\f 


exactly    the    attitude     I     have     taken, 
Mrs.  Doble.  Osborn  has  told  me  about 

as    I    have    not    mentioned    to    you 

ore." 

"Well,   tvnl    glad    he    come    to    you 

ten  and  above  board,  but  I  just  want 
say  one  thing,  and  I'm  glad  we 
view  it  all  in  the  same  light — it's  bad 
enough  to  have  Osborn  engaged  to 
Berenice  without  that  dog  tracking  up 
my  house;  so  I'd  take  it  as  a  kindness 
from  you  if  you  would  tell  him  to 
Iceep  that  dog  at  home  or  any  other 
place  he  wants  to." 

I  am  no  Machiavelli,  and  I  confess 
that  my  patience  had  been  somewhat 
tried  during  Mrs.  Doble's  speech,  for 
well  enough  I  saw  that  this  excellent 
woman  had  taken  occasion  to  ease 
her  mind,  as  the  saying  goes,  concern- 
ing me  and  my  ways,  and  had  enjoy- 
ed doing  it,  so  I  would  be  less  than 
human  had 
I  not  re- 
plied with 
some  stiff- 
ness: 

"I  think 
that  dog 
would  b  e 
more  apt 
to  stay 
away,  Mrs. 
Doble,  if 
Berenice  did 
not  feed  it. 
and  make 
such  a  pet 
of  it.  Your 
daught  e  r  , 
Mrs.  Doble, 
knows  a 
great  deal 
more  about 
dogs  than 
ray  son,  and 
it's  at  least 
as  much 
her  fault  as 
it  is  Os- 
born's  if  he 
has  annoy- 
ed  you." 

I  saw  a 
flitter  o  f 
comprehen- 
sion in  Mrs. 
Doble's 
shrewd 
eyes,  but 
not  for  any- 
thing was 
she  going 
-to  confess 
to  me  that 
she  was,  as 
the  boys 
say,  "on"  to 
her  daugh- 
ter's doings. 
All  she  said 
was: 

"Tell  Os- 
born  to 
keep  him  at 
home,  and 
we  will 
both     agree 

that  the   only   thing   we've    got   to    do 
is  not   to  do  anything." 

CHAPTER    I.XI 

JIMMIE'S  time  was.  fully  occupied 
for  the  next  week  in  extracting 
the  setter  pup  from  the  Doble 
i se.  Every  little  while  the  tele- 
phone would  ring  and  Mrs.  Doble 
would  request  me  in  polite  terms  to 
let  some  one  call  for  the  dog.  We 
only  saw  each  other  over  the  tele- 
phone, but  during  our  interviews  I 
learned  that  "George  was  no  mite  of 
comfort,"  that  when  informed  of  the 
state  of  things  he  had  only  laughed 
and  guessed  "it  would  all  come  out 
in  the  wash;"  which,  I  must  confess, 
was  a  good  deal  Henry's  point  of 
view.  He  refused  to  take  the  matter 
seriously  at  all.  There  are  times  in 
one's  life  when  one's  husband  is  not 
the  comfort  that  one  expects  he 
should  be.  What  passed  between,  him 
and  Osborn  was  only  this:  Henry 
laughed  at  Osborn  and  said: 
■»l  ,    Well,    Os,    I   hear   you're   engaged." 

Osborn   replied  sheepishly: 

guess  so,   sir." 
"Make  a  fine  tackle,  wouldn't  she?" 
said   Henry,   and   Osborn   only  grinned 
and  got  out  of  his  father's  way. 

So  things  went  along  until  one 
afternoon,  when  Osborn  was  sitting 
on  the  piazza,  the  setter  dog  at  his 
feet,  he  got  up  saying  to  Jimmie: 

(CONTINUED 


WT 


"Tie  the  pup  up;  I'm  going  over  to 
Berenice's." 

Just  then  the  dog  bounded  off.  I 
would  have  sworn  that  I  had  heard  a 
whistle.  He  ran  across  the  street  and 
fell  into  Berenice's  arms,  and  she 
stooped  over  to  pat  him  in  that 
knowing  way  of  hers  that  makes  any 
dog  follow  her. 

Instead  of  joining  Berenice,  Os- 
born stood  on  the  steps  and  whistled. 
The  dog  pricked  up  his  ears  but  stay- 
ed where  he  was.  Osborn's  face  flush- 
ed. He  whistled  again  and  called 
him  in  commanding  tones  to  "come 
here!"  The  dog  moved  his  ears  de- 
precatingly  and  put  his  tail  down,  but 
did  not  obey. 

"Come  here,  I  say!"  bawled  Os- 
born, whistling  again.  "That  dog's 
got  to  learn  who  his  master  is,"  my 
son  informed  me.  "If  Berenice  want- 
ed  him   or   her   mother'd   let   her   have 

him.  I'd 
give  him 
to  her;  but 
if  he's  my 
dog,  he's 
got  to  be 
my   dog!" 

As  the 
dog  did 
not  move, 
Osborn 
started 
across  the 
street  and 
grasped  him 
fairly  by 
the  collar 
and  pulled 
him  along 
behind  him, 
Berenice 
f  o  Mowing. 

"Oh,  Os- 
born!" she 
cried,  "what 
are  you 
going  to  do 
to    him?" 

"I'm  going 
to  give  him 
a  thrash- 
ing," said 
Osborn. 
"That  pup 
is  the  hard- 
est pup  to 
break  I  ever 
saw." 

"But,  Os- 
born," Ber- 
enice beg- 
ged, implor- 
ing eyes  on 
her  fiance, 
"he's  an 
a  w  f  u  1  1  y 
good  dog. 
Oh.  don't 
do  that  Os- 
born!" 

"I've     got 

to     break 

this    pup 

now."      said 

Osborn,      obstinately.        "What's      the 

good  of  a  setter  that  won't  come  when 

he's  called  ?" 

I  thought  I  saw  a  little  flicker  of  a 
smile  around  Berenice's  mouth  and  I 
heard  Jimmie  mutter: 

"He  can  come  when  he's  called, 
all   right!" 

"What  did  you  say?"  Osborn  de- 
manded, turning  on  his  younger 
brother. 

"Ask  her,"  said  Jimmie,  jerking  his 
head  toward  his  future  sister-in-law. 
"She  knows."  Osborn  chose  to  ignore 
his  brother. 

"Osborn,"  pleaded  Berenice  earn- 
estly,   "don't    whip    that    dog!" 

"He's  my  dog,"  said  Osborn.  "Let 
him  alone,  Berenice.  I  know  what's; 
good   for  him." 

He  spoke  in  the  superior  manner 
of  the  male.  There  was  something 
in  his  face  that  aroused  Berenice. 
Suddenly  she  put  aside  her  baby  ways, 
her  eyes  flamed. 

"Osborn  Preston,"  she  said,  "if  you 
strike  that  dog  I'll  never  speak  to  yqu 
again  as  long  as  I  live.  You  know 
what  is  good  for  dogs,  do  you  ?  You 
don't  know  anything  more  about  dogs 
than  if  you  were  a  hippopotamus. 
That's  no  way  to  break  a  dog!  You've 
most  spoiled  him  anyhow;  if  it  hadn't 
been  for  me  he'd  be  no  good!" 

"Oh,  so  you've  been  breaking  him?" 
asked   Osborn. 
on  page  80.) 


"Ann  ©%ra" 

3N  the  social  items  in  the  paragraph  con- 
cerning the  political  gathering  in  the  list 
of  subscribers  to  the  Victory  Loan,  we 
invariably  find  "And  Others"  valiantly  bring- 
ing up  the  rear. 

U  Who  are  they,  these  humble  and  unspeci- 
fied Others,  whose  undistinguished  efforts 
made  the  tea  or  the  parade  a  success,  whose 
small  contributions  show  a  magnificent  total, 
whose  loyalty  is  the  saving  strength  of  the 
party  or  the  Cause?  We  do  not  know  their 
names;  their  photographs  are  absent  from 
the  Saturday  supplement;  they  are  known 
only  as  a  vague  conclusion  to  an  imposing 
list  of  those  present.  They  are  found,  too, 
in  the  scene  of  distress,  quietly  doing  the 
things  which  no  one  else  seems  to  take  into 
consideration. 

fl  They  are  the  strength  of  every  society,  the 
support  of  every  institution,  the  accompani- 
ment to  the  vocal  artist,  the  applause  in  every 
audience.  If  called  to  the  stage,  they  cheer- 
fully act  the  subordinate  parts  and  rejoice  in 
the  brilliant  lustre  of  the  stars.  They  are 
not  sp  unselfish  as  unselfconscious,  and  are 
gifted  with  an  incapacity  for  taking  them- 
selves seriously. 

ft  You  will  find  the  Others  assisting  with  the 
refreshments,  but  not  presiding  at  the  tea 
urn  or  receiving  with  the  hostess.  You  will 
find  the  Others  taking  down  the  shutters  at 
the  office,  working  late  at  the  books,  and  not 
objecting  to  spending  Saturday  afternoon 
over  a  little  extra  work  while  the  rest  of  the 
staff  goes  to  a  ball  game.  When  the  flourish- 
ing report  of  the  company  appears,  however, 
there  are  the  names  of  the  president,  the 
manager,  the  directors — all  of  whom  would 
have  few  figures  to  show  without  the  Others. 
Tf  Now  that  the  Great  War  is  over  and  free- 
dom re-won  for  a  weary  world,  we  find  that 
we  owe  the  victory  to  the  leaders,  to  the 
officers,  to  the  organizers — but,  above  all,  to 
the  Others,  unnamed  and  undecorated,  who 
have  made  possible  the  better  world-to-be. 


For  You,  Also 

Teeth  that  glisten — safer  teeth 

All  statements  approved  by  high  dental  authorities 


You  see  glistening  teeth  wherever 
you  look  to-day.  Perhaps  you  wonder 
how  the  owners  get  them. 

Ask  and  they  will  tell  you.  Millions 
are  now  using  a  new  method  of  teeth 
cleaning.  This  is  to  urge  you  to  try 
it — without  cost — and  see  what  it  does 
for  your  teeth. 

Why  teeth  discolor 

Your  teeth  are  coated  by  a  viscous 
film.  You  can  feel  it  with  your  tongue. 
It  dims  the  teeth,  and  modern  science 
traces  most  tooth  troubles  to  it. 

Film  clings  to  teeth,  enters  crevices 
and  stays.  The  ordinary  tooth  paste 
does  not  dissolve  it,  so  the  tooth  brush 
fails  to  end  it.  As  a  result,  few  people 
have  escaped  tooth  troubles,  despite  the 
daily  brushing. 


It  is  the  film-coat  that  discolors — not 
the  teeth.  Film  is  the  basis  of  tartar. 
It  holds  food  substance  which  ferments 
and  forms  acid.  It  holds  the  acid  in 
contact  with  the  teeth  to  cause  decay. 

Millions  of  germs  breed  in  it.  They, 
with  tartar,  are  the  chief  cause  of 
pyorrhea.  So  all  these  troubles  have 
been    constantly   increasing. 

Now  they  remove  it 

Dental  science,  after  years  of  search- 
ing, has  found  a  film  combatant.  Able 
authorities  have  amply  proved  its  effi- 
ciency. Millions  of  people  have 
watched   its   results. 

The  method  is  embodied  in  a  denti- 
frice called  Pepsodent.  And  this  tooth 
paste  is  made  to  in  every  way  meet 
modern  dental  requirements. 


Active  pepsin  now  applied 


The  film  is  albuminous  matter.  So 
Pepsodent  is  based  on  pepsin,  the 
digestant  of  albumin.  The  object  is 
to  dissolve  the  film,  then  to  day  by  day 
combat  it. 

This  method  long  seemed  impossible. 
Pepsin  must  be  activated,  and  the  usual 
agent  is  an  acid  harmful  to  the  teeth. 
But  science  has  found  a  harmless  acti- 
vating method.  Now  active  pepsin  can 
be  daily  applied,  and  forced  wherever 
the  film  goes. 

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The  Neiv-Day  Dentifrice 

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sites. Now  advised  by  leading  den- 
tists everywhere  and  supplied  by  all 
druggists  in  large  tubes. 


Two  other  new-day  methods  are 
combined  with  this.  Thus  Pepsodent 
in  three  ways  shows  unique  efficiency. 

Watch  the  results  for  yourself.  Send_ 
the  coupon  for  a  1  0-Day  Tube.  Note 
how  clean  the  teeth  feel  after  using. 
Mark  the  absence  of  the  viscous  film. 
See  how  the  teeth  whiten  as  the  film- 
coat  disappears. 

This  test  will  be  a  revelation.  It 
will  bring  to  you  and  yours,  we  think, 
a  new  teeth-cleaning  era.  Cut  out  the 
coupon  so  you  won't   forget. 

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Something  to  make  her  home  more  beautiful 
—and  yet  something  with  a  personal  note — a 
gift  combining  both  these  attributes  is  what 
the  bride  appreciates  the  most. 

French   Ivory — had  you  thought   of   that? 

In  the  set  which  you  select,  insist  that  all 
brushes   bear   the   Keystone   imprint. 

Keystone  French  Ivors-  Brushes  are  famous 
for  their  long,  .stiff,  glossy,  pure  white  Russian 
bristles.  They  keep  their  shape— .they  wear  as 
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The  Journal  Puzzle  for  June 

By  TOM  WOOD 

The   Newly  weds    returned    from    their    honeymoon   and   war.- 
certain  type  of  house. 


They  consulted  an  agent,  who,  to  save  time,  showed  t 
of  homes  on  his  list. 


n 


By  the  time  they  reached  No.  8  they  thought  the  agent  was 
but  he  smilingly  told  them  that  if  they  selected  one-eighth  frorr\  the 
name  of  each  home  represented,  correctly,  they  would  find  they  had 
what  they  wanted.  Can  you  find  what  was  the  type  of  house  they  desired? 

No.  9  represents  one  of  the  two  birthstones  for  June. 


""••.„.«.••••»* 


Cartiarlt 


I  FIGURE,  Madam,  that 
when  a  man  wears  overalls, 
he  likes  to  bend,  twist  or  stoop 
freely  without  being  conscious  of 
them.  •  So  I  purposely  make  my 
Carhartt's  extra  roomy  and 
double  stitch  every  seam.  The 
suspender  buttons  stick  as  if  they 
were  imbedded  in  concrete.  In- 
terlacing suspenders  give  a  man 
blioulder  ease  he  never  knew  be- 
fore —  and,  what's  more,  they 
can't  separate  in  the  wash,  while 
the  tough,  sturdy  khaki  and 
denim  cloth  I  use  yields  a  surpris- 
ing length  of  service.  Less  work 
for  you.  Madam,  and  more 
comfort  for  the  menfolk  when  in 
buying  o  \  e  i  alls  you  choose 
Carhartt's, 


H*! 


JC,X 


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Two  prizes  will  be  given — first,  one  dollar  and  fifty  cents,  and 
second,  one  dollar — for  the  best  solutions,  judged  according  to  neatness 
and  accuracy. 

All  are  eligible  to  compete.  Answers  must  be  received  by  June  20th 
to  be  included. 


Correct  Solution  of  April  Puzzle. 


Pembroke 
Mattawa 
Cartier 
Chapleau 


Nipigon 
Keewatin 
Winnipeg 
Brandon 
Medicine  Hat 


Elkhorn 
Indian  Head 
Moose  Jaw 
Carmichael 

Salmon  Arm 


Birthstones  for  April  are  diamond  and  sapphire.  I^* 

First  prize  awarded  to  E.  Birchard  Northam,  1814  4th  Avenue  North,  J  \ 
Lethbridge,  Alta.;  second  to  Jennie  E.  McNally,  Connaught  Avenue.  \i  V { 
Rosebank,  Halifax,  N.S.  y/X 

Address  Puzzle  Department,  Canadian  Home  Journal,  71   R:.:'/.mond 
Street  West,  Toronto. 


June,   Nineteen-Twenty. 


27 


By  MARION  HARRIS  NEIL 

AUTHOR     OF     "SALADS,     SANDWICHES     AND     CHAFING     DISH      RECIPES 


%W 


WHILE  the  ideal  service  of  strawberries  is 
fresh  from  the  vines,  unhulled  and  with 
stems  on,  and  no  washing  to  dissipate  the 
sweetness  of  the  fruit,  only  a  favored  few  are  able 
to  compass  this  gustatorial  delight. 

The  most  of  us  are  obliged  to  secure  our  bei-ries 
at  second  or  even  third  hand,  and  in  this  case 
the  berries  must  be  washed.  Put  them  into  a 
colander,  and  let  cold  water  run  over  them  gently 
until  all  grit  is  removed.  Drain  thoroughly  and 
arrange  them  for  breakfast  on  pretty  individual 
plates  with  stems  uppermost,  and  a  little  mound 
of  sugar  in  the  centre  to  dip  them  in. 

Strawberry  Cocktails. — Strawberry  cocktails 
are  delicious  appetisers  to  begin  a  company  lun- 
cheon. Hull  and  slice  four  cupfuls  of  ripe  ber- 
ries; sprinkle  with  powdered  sugar,  and  set  on 
ice  until  thoroughly  chilled;  then  divide  into 
glasses  and  pour  over  each  portion  a  mixture  of 
two  tablespoonfuls  of  orange  juice,  two  teaspoon- 
luls  of  lemon  juice,  and  two  tablespoonfuls  each 
of  powdered  sugar  and  cherry  juice. 

Strawberry  Salad. — Arrange  ripe  whole  straw- 
berries in  nests  of  crisp  lettuce  leaves,  sprinkle 
with  powdered  sugar  and  serve  with  mayonnaise 
dressing  made  without  mustard  and  whitened 
with  whipped  cream.  Another  method:  Hull  and 
slice  lengthwise,  four  cupfuls  of  ripe  strawberries, 
and  marinate  them  in  a  French  dressing  made 
with  lemon  juice,  drain,  chill,  heap  on  crisp  white 
lettuce  leaves  and  decorate  with  thin  slices  of 
Jemon   dipped  in   sugar. 

Strawberries  with  Blanc  Mange, 
Wafers  and  Milk. — Scald  four  cupfuls 
of  milk;  mix  one-half  cupful  of  corn- 
starch with  four  tablespoonfuls  of 
sugar  and  stir  into  the  hot  milk;  and 
cook  over  hot  water  for  fifteen 
minutes,  then  add  one  teaspoonful  of 
strawberry  extract  and  the  whites  of 
three  eggs,  which  have  been  beaten  to 
a  stiff  froth  with  a  pinch  of  salt.  Divide 
into  small  wet  moulds  and  set  aside  to 
become  firm.  Turn  out,  fill  with  ripe 
and  sweetened  strawberries  and  serve 
with  wafers,  and  milk. 

Strawberry  Shortcake. — Strawberry 
shortcake  is  prepared  in  two  ways,  but 
m  the  minds  of  those  accustomed  to  it 
in  their  youth,  the  genuine  short- 
cake made  with  a  rich  biscuit 
crust  can  never  be  excelled.  The  cake 
batter  made  sweet  and  tender,  filled 
and  crowned  with  whole  ripe  berries, 
lacks  the  characteristic  charm  of  the 
old-fashioned  strawberry  shortcake, 
when  the  berries  were  mashed  and 
sweetened,  thus  furnishing  their  own  . 
rich  sauce.  When  the  cakes,  baked  in 
layer  tins,  come  from  the  oven  they  are 
buttered  and  covered  with  berries,  or 
:split,  the  fruit  piled  on  the  cut  side  of 
each,  and  one  piled  above  the  other 
biscuit  crust  calls  for  four  cupfuls  of  sifted 
Hour,  one  teaspoonful  of  salt,  four  'teaspoonfuls 
of  baking  powder,  two  tablespoonfuls  of  butter 
and  lard  mixed,  and  sufficient  sweet  milk  or  water 
to  make  a  soft  dough.  Roll  into  sheets  about 
one-half  inch  thick  and  bake  in  a  hot  oven. 

Strawberry  Mousse. — Rub  two  pounds  of  straw- 
berr  es  through  a  sieve,  dissolve  two  and  one- 
fsurth  tablespoonfuls  of  gelatine  in  one-half  cup- 
ful f  hot  water,  then  strain  it  into  the  puree, 
add  one-fourth  cupful  of  sugar,  the  strained  juice 
of  one  lemon  and  the  stiffly  beaten  whites  of 
three  eggs.  Pour  into  a  wet  mould  decorated  with 
strawberries  and  turn  out  when 
set.     Serve  with  cream. 

Strawberry  Sherbet. — Mash  two 
cupfuls  of  hulled  strawberries,  add 
three-fourths  of  a  cupful  of  sugar 
and  th;  strained  juice  of  one 
lemon.  Stir  until  the  sugar  is  dis- 
solved, then  place  on  ice.  Mean- 
time freeze  two  cupfuls  of  milk, 
mixed  with  one-half  cupful  of 
sugar  and  one  half-teafpoonful  of 
strawberry  extract.  When  one- 
half  frozen  strain  into  it  the  straw- 
berry mixture  and  finish  freezing. 
Serve  in  glasses  topped  with  ripe 
berries. 

Strawberry  Soup. — Rinse  and 
hull  one  quart  of  ripe  strawberries, 
laying  aside  the  most  perfect  ones. 
Place  the  others  with  one  cupful 
of  cold  water  into  a  saucepan  and 
cook  slowly  until  soft.  Strain, 
measure  and  add  enough  water  to 
make  two  cupfuls  of  liquid  in  all. 
Reheat,  and  when  at  boiling  point, 
thicken  slightly  with  two  table- 
spoonfuls of  cornstarch  moistened 
with  a  little  cold  water.  Add  the 
grated  rind  of  one  lemon  and  two 
tablespoonfuls  of  sugar  and  cook 
until  clear,  stirring  occasionally. 
'Take  from  the  fire,  add  the  strain- 


When   ready 


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ed   juice   of  (two   oranges,   and   chill, 
to  serve,  add  the  perfect  berries. 

Strawberry  iiclairs. — ficlairs  and  cream  puffs, 
filled  with  the  fresh  strawberries  crushed  and 
sweetened  instead  of  the  usual  cream  filling,  are 
among  the  delights  of  the  season.  To  make 
the  Eclairs,  put  into  a  pan  one  cupful  of  milk, 
two  tablespoonfuls  of  butter 
and  one  tablespoonful  of 
sugar  and  place  over  the 
fire.  When  the  mixture  boils 
up.  stir  in  one  cupful  of  sift- 
ed flour  and  cook  for  three 
minutes,  beating  all  the  time 
with  a  wooden  spoon.  By  this 
time  it  should  be  smooth  and 
velvety.  Take  off  the  stove 
and  cool;  when  cool  beat  in 
four  eggs,  one  at  a  time  and 
beat  vigorously  for  twenty 
minutes.  Put  the  mixture 
into  a  forcing  bag  with  a  tube 
and  press  out  on  to  buttered 

tins,  having  each  6clair  about  three  inches  in 
length.  Bake  thirty  minutes  in  a  moderate  oven. 
Take  out  and  while  still  warm  coat  with  straw- 
berry icing  made  by  adding  to  one  cupful  of  sifted 
confectioner's  sugar  enough  strawberry  juice  to 
make  a  good  icing.  When  cold,  cut  open  on  the 
side  and  fill  with  >the  berries  crushed  and  sweetened. 


A  refreshing  strawberry  salad. 


The 


Do  not  hull  strawberries  until  ready  to  serve  them. 

Strawberry  Ice  Cream. — WTash  and  hull  one 
box  of  ripe  strawberries,  sprinkle  with  seven- 
eighths  of  a  cupful  of  sugar  and  allow  to  stand  for 
one  and  one-half  hours,  mash  and  rub  through  a 
sieve,  then  add  four  cupfuls  of  thick  cream  and 
freeze.  Serve  with  strawberry  sauce  made  as 
follows:  Boil  one-half  cupful  of  water  and  three- 
fourths  cupful  of  sugar  for  ten  minutes;  cool  and 
when  ready  to  use  add  to  the  chilled  and  crushed 
juice  and  pulp  of  two  cupfuls  of  berries. 

Strawberry  Custard. — Scald  two  cupfuls  of 
milk  in  a  double  boiler.  Mix  four  beaten  eggs 
with  one-half  cupful  of  sugar  and  a  pinch  of  salt, 
add    the    scalded    milk    to    them,    return    to    the 


Strawberries  with  blanc  mange. 


double  boiler,  and  cook  until  the  mixtur-e-thickens 
and  is  of  a  smooth  consistency.  Strain  and  when 
cold,  add  one  cupful  of  crushed  and  slightly 
sweetened   strawberries.      Serve   very    cold. 

Strawberry  Fritters. — Mix  one  tablespoonful  of 
salad  oil  with  the  grated  rind  of  one-half  lemon 
and  a  little  flour.  When  smooth,  add  the  stiffly 
beaten  whites  of  three  eggs,  and  a  little 
milk  to  make  the  consistency  of  thick 
cream.  Hull  as  many  ripe  strawberries 
as  you  wish  and  drop  them  into  the 
prepared  batter.  Put  a  lump  of  butter 
in  a  small  frying  pan  and  when  hot 
drop  in  the  batter  by  the  tablespoonful. 
Cook  on  both  sides,  drain  on  a  piece 
of  paper,  arrange  on  a  dish  and  sift 
over   with   sugar. 

Strawberry  Jelly. — Cut  pound  of 
berries  into  halves,  put  into  saucepan, 
add  four  cupfuls  cold  water,  allow  to 
remain  one  hour,  add  six  tablespoon- 
fuls of  gelatine,  whites  of  two  eggs, 
juice  of  one  lemon  and  one  cupful  of 
sugar.  Beat  until  they  boil,  remove 
whisk,  draw  to  one  side,  cover  and 
leave  for  ten  minutes.  Strain  through 
jelly  bag,  add  a  few  drops  of  red  color 
and  tablespoonful  strawberry  extract. 
Pour  into  mould  and  turn  out  when  firm. 
Strawberry  Rnsse — Crush  one  basket- 
ful of  berries,  mix  with  two  cupfuls 
whipped  cream,  add  powdered  sugar  to 
taste  and  beat  all  together.  Divide  into 
moulds  lined  with  lady  fingers  and  top 
off  with    ripe   berries. 

Strawberry  Delight. — Into  a  large 
glass  dish  put  a  layer  of  small  pieces 
of  sponge  cake,  then  add  a  layer  of 
sliced  ripe  strawberries.  Mix  one  and  one-half 
tablespoonfuls  of  gelatine  with  four  tablespoon- 
fuls of  sugar,  add  three  eggs  lightly  beaten  and 
three  cupfuls  of  milk.  Cook  in  the  upper  pan 
of  a  double  boiler  until  creamy.  When  cold  pour 
over  the  strawberries,  cover  with  whipped  and 
sweetened  cream  and  serve  decorated  with  small 
ripe  berries. 

Strawberry  Conserve. — Wash  and  drain  four 
cupfuls  of  ripe  strawberries,  then  put  them  into 
a  preserving  kettle  with  one-half  pound  of  seed- 
less raisins,  one  quart  of  sugar,  grated  rinds  of 
one  lemon  and  two  oranges,  then  add  the  pulp 
of  the  lemon  and  oranges.  Cook  very  slowly  for 
one-half  hour,  then  add  one-half 
pound  of  chopped  nut  meats  and 
cook  for  ten  minutes  longer.  Pour 
into  sterilized  glasses  and  cover 
with  melted  paraffin  and  the  lids 
of  the  tumblers.  Keep  in  a  cool 
place. 

Individual  Strawberry  Short- 
cakes.— These  are  most  delightful 
for  tea,  made  like  baking  powder 
biscuit  and  slightly  sweetened. 
Roll  out  one  inch  thick,  cut  in 
diamonds,  squares  or  circles  and 
bake  in  a  hot  oven.  Wrhen  done 
break  open — never  cut — put  be- 
tween them  mashed  and  sweeten- 
ed berries,  buttering  the  biscuit 
first,  if  preferred.  Put  on  top  of 
each  little  shortcake  more  of  the 
mashed  berries  with  one  or  two 
large  berries  cut  in  halves  sprink- 
led with  powdered  sugar,  and  if 
desired,  crown  each  with  a  spoon- 
ful of  whipped  and  sweetened 
cream  flavored  with  one-half  tea- 
spoonful of  strawberry  extract. 


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TJiKRE  is  a  knack  about  mffKinK 
good,  appetizing  sandwiches, 
just  as  there  is  about  making 
anything  else.  One  of  the  most  Im- 
portant things  to  be  considered  is  the 
bread.  Any  kind  may  be  used,  de- 
ng  upon  the  variety  of  filling 
put  in.  Rolls,  crackers  or  biscuits, 
and  toart  or  pastry  may  be  used  for 
mailing  3andwiches. 

When  bread  is  used,  it  should  be 
one  day  old  and  fine  in  texture.  New 
inead  that  is  full  of  holes  and  crumb- 
1  .lues  not  cut  well.  After  the  filling 
is  in,  the  crusts  should  be  trimmed  off 
and  the  sandwiches  cut,  either  in 
strips,  triangles,  halves,  or  in  fancy 
shapes  cut  out  with  cutters.  Should 
the  sandwiches  not  be  wanted  for  im- 
mediate use,  they  should  be  wrapped 
up  in  a  clean,  dampened  cloth  and 
put  in  a  cool  spot  until   required. 

If  rolls  are  pre- 
ferred to  bread  they 
must  be  quite  fresh 
and  with  a  soft 
crust.  The  finger 
shaped  rolls  are 
neatest,  and  are 
very  "easy  to  ar- 
range. 

Slices  of  pastr> 
can  also  be  employ- 
ed, and  are  es- 
pecially suitable  for 
evening  refresh- 
ments. Any  good 
pastry  may  be  cut 
in  strips  or  rounds 
baked  in  the  oven 
and  allowed  to  cool, 
then  split  open  to 
receive  tho  sand- 
wich  mixture. 

When       toast       is 

used  for  sandwich  ps 
it  must  be  thin,  well 
made  and  not  too  crisp.  Cake  and 
gingerbread  may  be  used  for  making 
sweet  sandwiches.  "Very  dainty  little 
sandwiches  can  also  be  made  by 
spreading  a  tasty  mixture  on  thin 
bread  and  then  rolling  it  up,  instead 
of  placing  a  second  piece  of  bread  on 
the  top. 

Egg  and  Sardine  Sandwiches. — 
Scrape  the  skin  lightly  from  twelve 
sardines  and  cut  off  the  tails.  Split 
open  and  remove  any  bones.  Chop 
four  hard  cooked  eggs  and  ten  olives; 
then  add  the  sardines,  season  to  taste 
with  salt,  pepper,  mustard  and  lemon 
juice  and  mix  well,  adding  enough  of 
the  sardine  oil  to  bind  the  mixture. 
Spread  on  rounds  of  buttered  bread, 
put  together  and  serve  garnished  with 
parsley. 

If  desired,  the  eggs  may  be  omitted 
and  the  boned  sardines  alone  be 
spread  on  buttered  bread,  then  cover- 
ed with  a  leaf  of  crisp  lettuce  and 
flavored  with  a  few  drops  of  lemon 
juice  before  the  top  layer  of  the  sand- 
wich  is  put  on. 

Chocolate  and  Apple  Sandwiches. — 
Cut  some  thin  bread  and  butter, 
and  sprinkle  it  with 
grated  chocolate.  Peel 
one  or  two  good  eat- 
ing apples  and  cut  them 
in  very  thin  slices  free 
from  core.  Put  a  layer  of 
these  slices  between  two 
pieces  of  the  j  repared 
bread,  and  press  well  to- 
gether. Trim  and  cut  in- 
to heart-shaped  sand- 
wiches. Decorate  with 
preserved  cherries  and 
serve. 

Another  method:  Mix 
three  tablespoonfuls  of 
grated  chocolate  with  two 
tablespoonfuls  of  whipped 
cream,  one  teaspoonful  of 
vanilla  extract  and  one- 
half  cupful  of  apple 
sauce.  Spread  this  mix- 
ture between  thin  slices 
of  brown  or  white  bread 
••ind  butter,  cut  into 
shapes,  and  serve.  Small 
llmrer  shaped  rolls  may 
be  used  Instead  of  the 
d  and  butter. 

Brown  and  White 
Sandwiches.  —  Season 
oreUned  butter  with  a 
little  celery  salt,  chopped 
red  poppers  and  olives 
and  work  to  a  paste.  Cut 
the      brown      and       white 


Or     "CANNING,     PRESERVING     AND     PICKXJNO." 


bread  into  thin,  even  slices,  and  trim 
off  the  crusts  until  the  pieces  of  bread 
are  the  same  size,  then  spread  with 
the  butter.  Place  the  slices  alternate- 
ly, first  a  white  and  then  a  brown 
slice,  until  you  have  five  layers.  Press 
these  down  firmly  but  evenly  and  with 
a  sharp  knife  cut  down  slices  one- 
half  inch  thick. 

Cream  of  Chicken  Sandwiches. — 
Dissolve  one  teaspoonful  of  gelatine 
in  two  tablespoonfuls  of  hot  water. 
Pound  one  cupful  of  white  cooked 
meat  of  a  chicken,  add  the  gelatine, 
salt  and  paprika  to  taste.  Put  over 
the  fire  and  stir  until  it  begins  to 
thicken,  then  remove  from  the  fire, 
add  one  cupful  of  whipped  cream  a 
little  at  a  time.  Stand  away  to  cool, 
and  when  very  cold  lay  on  thinly  cut 
buttered  bread.  Another  method. 
Mix    one    cupful    of    cooked    chopped 


Chocolate  and  apple  sandwiches. 

chicken  with  one-fourth  cupful  of 
aayonnaise  dressing  and  two  table- 
spoonfuls of  whipped  cream.  Spread 
between  thin  slices  of  buttered  bread. 
Cheese  and  Olive  Sandwiches. — 
Mix  together  one  pound  of  grated 
cheese,  two  cupfuls  of  butter  stirred 
to  a  cream,  and  one-half  cupful  of 
olives  put  through  the  food  chopper. 
Chill  and  spread  on  both  pieces  of 
buttered  bread.  Put  together  and 
serve.  A  leaf  of  crisp  lettuce  on  each 
sandwich  is  a  nice  addition.  Another 
cheese  sandwich:  Slice  brown  bread 
thinly  and  spread  it  with  a  layer  of 
marmalade,  jam  or  preserved  chop- 
ped ginger.  Spread  a  layer  of  very 
fresh  cream  cheese  over  the  jam  and 
cover  it  with  another  slice  of  bread. 
Press  together  and  serve  for  after- 
noon tea.  Or,  mix  currant  jelly  to  a 
pink  cream  with  the  cheese  and  spread 
both  sides  of  the  sandwich  and  then 
sprinkle   with   chopped   nuts. 

Pineapple  Sandwiches. — Peel  and 
slice  or  grind  a  pineapple,  add  sugar 
to  taste,  and  let  it  stand  in  a  cool 
place  for  three  or  four  hours.  Add 
one-half  cupful  of  chopped   preserved 


Egg  and  sardine  sandwiches. 


cherries,  and  one-half  cupful  mayon- 
naise dressing.  Spread  between  but- 
tered slices  of  brown  bread.  Canned 
pineapple  may  be  used,  in  which  case 
omit  the  sugar.  One  tablespoonful  of 
chopped  preserved  ginger  may  be  ad- 
ded if  desired. 

Delicious  Sandwiches. — Boil  two 
cupfuls  of  grated  maple  sugar,  one- 
teaspoonful  of  butter  and  three- 
fourths  cupful  of  water  until  they 
form  a  thick  syrup.  Remove  fronv 
the  fire  and  add  two  cupfuls  of  chop- 
ped cocoanut,  one-half  pound  of 
chopped  dates  and  one  teaspoonful  of 
lemon  juice.  Stir  until  creamy  andi 
pour  into  a  buttered  dish.  When  cool, 
spread  between  thin  slices  of  buttered* 
bread. 

Club  Sandwich. — Toast  thin  slices 
of  bread  and  while  hot  spread  with 
butter.  Put  be- 
tween the  slices  of 
bread  a  crisp  lettuce 
leaf,  a  slice  of  cold" 
chicken,  a  few 
chopped  olives  and 
pickles,  some  slices 
of  hot  bacon,  a  lay- 
er of  mayonnaise- 
dressing,  and  an- 
other lettuce  leaf. 
This  is  a  meal  in  it- 
self, and  may  be* 
served  at  a  simple- 
luncheon  or  Sunday 
night  supper.  A 
slice  of  skinned 
tomato  may  also  be 
added. 

Egg     Sandwich. — 

Mash  the  yolks  of1 
six  hard  cooked  eggs 
with  one  tablespoon- 
ful of  salad  oil  and 
one-half  teaspoon- 
ful of  vinegar,  work  to  a  paste  with 
salt,  pepper,  made  mustard,  paprika, 
and  a  few  drops  of  Worcestershire 
sauce.  Now  chop  the  whites  very  fine 
and  mix  with  the  paste.  Spread  between- 
slices  of  buttered  brown  or  white  bread. 
Another  method:  Chop  two  hard 
cooked  eggs,  add  one  tablespoonful  of 
shrimp  chopped  very  fine,  season  to 
taste  with  salt,  paprika  and  white 
pepper,  and  acid  two  tablespoonfuls 
of  melted  butter  or  one  tablespoonful- 
of  thick  cream.  Mix  well  together. 
Split  some  finger-shaped  rolls,  put  one 
tablespoonful  of  the  mixture  into 
each,  and  close  them  up.  A  little 
mayonnaise  dressing  may  be  used  in- 
stead of  the  butter  or  the  cream, 
and  chopped  salmon  may  take  the 
place  of  the  shrimp. 

Tomato  Sandwiches. — Skin  t  \v  o 
tomatoes  and  cut  them  in  very  thin 
slices.  Put  the  slices  on  a  plate  and 
season  with  salt,  paprika,  a  few  drops 
of  salad  oil  and  a  few  drops  of  lemon 
juice.  Arrange  the  tomato  on  the  top 
of  some  thin  bread  and  butter, 
sprinkle  over  with  chopped  pickle  or 
gherkin,  and  put  another  piece  of 
bread  and  butter  on  the 
top.  Trim  and  cut  into 
shape. 

Potted  Meat  Sand- 
wiches.— Very  tasty,  ap- 
petizing and  quickly  made 
sandwiches  may  be  made 
from  all  the  potted  meats 
sold  in  cans  or  jars.  The 
>ste  may  be  spread  on 
brown  or  white  bread  and 
butter,  buttered  crackers, 
or  little  ro'ls,  according 
to  fancy,  and  some  thinly- 
sliced  cucumber,  tomato, 
cress,  or  other  salad  ad- 
ded. 

Roast  Beef  Sandwiches. 

— Cut  cold  roast  beef  in 
small  pieces,  trimming 
off  all  superfluous  fat  and 
skin.  Mix  two  tablespoon- 
fuls of  butter  with  a  little 
made  mustard,  grated 
horse  radish,  adding  extra 
salt  if  necessary.  Spread 
slices  of  bread  and  butter 
with  this  savory  mixture, 
and  lay  the  sliced  roast 
beef  on  one-half  the  slices. 
Put  thin  slices  of  cucum- 
ber, tomato  or  lettuce 
leaves  on  the  top,  and 
cover  with  more  bread. 
Press  together,  and  cut 
into  triangles  or  circles. 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


29 


A   NIGHT   IN   JUNE. 

THROUGH  the  rose-scented  garden 
in  the  hush  of  the  violet  twilight 
came  the  faint  pattering  of  tiny- 
feet,  a  sound  as  of  soft  leathern  shoon 
on  the  parched  earth.  The  patter  of 
the  little  feet  continued  as  seemingly 
through  the  shadows  ran  hither  and 
thither  fairylike  forms,  each  bearing  a 
single  drop  of  dew  clear  as  crystal.  The 
Bird  Lover  sitting  in  the  honeysuckle 
covered  arbor  heard  the  pattering  and 
his  eyes  took  on  an  eager  light. 

Faintly  at  first,  but  gradually  gaining 
in  strength,  the  reflection  of  the  moon 
lay  like  a  lustrous  pearl  on  the  mirror- 
like surface  of  the  lily  pond.  The  Bird 
Lover,  now  hidden  in  the  depths  of  the 
arbor,  listened  for  the  night  sounds  that 
began  to  come  from  all  sides.  A  shadow 
zigzagged  through  the  moonlight,  and 
his  heart  greeted  the  little  goblin  half 
bird,-  half  mouse  that  was  doing  its  share 
of  work  in  the  great  plan  of  creation. 

A  song  of  rippling  notes,  bell-like  and 
thrilling,  came  from  that  part  of  the 
grounds  where  the  trees  grew  thickest 
and  the  Bird  Lover  enjoyed  to  the  full 
the  trills  of  the  nightingale  singing  his 
love  song  to  the  moon.  A  frog  croaked 
and  in  reply  another  grunted,  then 
others  raised  their  voices  in  protest  and 
the  first  croaked  again,  whilst  on  every 
side  darted  fireflies,  their  luminous  bod- 
ies glowing  like  tiny  electric  torches. 
The  man  watched  as  one  darted  nearby. 
The  lighted  body  he  knew  was  the 
bridal   dress  of   the  firefly. 

Softly  on  the  air  came  the  perfume  of 
the  night-scented  flowers  as  once  more, 
refreshed  by  the  welcome  dew,  they 
raised  their  heads  after  the  burning  of 
the  noonday  heat,  and  the  scorching 
of  the  sun's  golden  lances.  My  Lady 
Nicotine  sent  forth  her  sweetness  into 
the  darkness.  Curiously  she  always 
held  it  back  all  the  day,  but  once  Night 
had  spread  her  cloak  over  the  earth, 
Milady  graciously  shared  her  gifts  with 
ail  that  passed  her  way.  A  pale  night 
moth  hung  over  her  waxen  bosom, 
drinking  from  her  nectar  sweeter  far 
than  any  honey,  only 
to  desert  her  a  min- 
ute later  to  seek 
other  sips  of  pleasure 
from  the  night-scent- 
ed stocks  that  beck- 
oned to  it  with  ghost- 
ly fingers  in  the 
moonlight. 

June,  the  Bird 
Lover  knew,  was  the 
month  of  bridal  songs 
and  bridal  robes 
amongst  the  birds, 
the  month  when 
songs  were  sweetest, 
the  plumage  the  rich- 
est in  color,  and  last 
but  not  least,  the 
month  of  the  home 
life.  In  southern 
fields  he  knew  the 
exquisite  aigrette  was 
now  decking  the 
white  heron,  and  he 
breathed  a  prayer 
that  the  plumage 
hunters  might  fail  in 
their  quests  for  the 
plumes  and  that  the  shallow  souls  of 
vain  women  might  not  be  tihus  satis- 
fied. Even  the  little  goldfinch,  he  knew 
now  decked  in  sable  and  gold,  daily 
singing  his  best  songs  as  he  flew  over 
the  fields  in  his  ocean-wave-like  man- 
ner was  in  danger  of  being  caught,  to 
be  killed  for  his  feathers  or  sent  to 
some  city  store,  there  to  fret  out  his  life 
behind  golden  bars,  instead  of  helping 
his  mate  to  teach  their  young  birds 
their  duties  and  so  prepare  them  for  the 
dally  battle  of  life. 

He  knew,  too,  that  the  home  life  was 
the  happiest  time  of  all  in  the  kingdom 
of  the  birds,  for  with  endless  patience 
and  skill  the  parent  birds  daily  taught 
their  young  how  to  work  to  get  their 
food.  Strange,  but  true,  how  they  knew 
that  the  early  summer  month  of  June 
supplied  the  best  food  for  their  babies. 


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Fat  juicy  caterpillars,  larvae  of  insects 
and  worms  were  here,  there  and  every- 
where, and  these  they  knew  were  the 
easiest  to  digest.  Even  the  seed  eating 
birds  had  to  have  soft  food  for  their 
babies.  Then,  if  the  young  were  hatch- 
ed in  June,  why  that  gave  them  several 
months  to  prepare  them  for  the  winter 
that  always  came  without  fail,  or  for 
the  Long  journey  to  be  taken,  if  they 
were  birds  that  migrated  to  the  south- 
land. 

A  weird  but  piercingly  sweet  whistle 
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air  and  disturbed  the  Bird  Lover's 
thoughts.  It  was  repeated,  and  he  knew 
that  one  of  the  night-hunters,  the 
scr*ech  owl,  was  passing  overhead. 
Almost  like  a  challenge  came  the  cry 
of  the  whip-poor-will  as  it  also  raced 
noiselessly  through  the  moonlight.  The 
man  rose  and  walked  to  the  edge  of  the 
lily  pond.  At  once  there  was  a  hurried 
splash  as  a  frog,  dived  into  the  water 
and  made  the  surface  ripple.  He  walked 
slowly  along  the  lawn,  now  heavy  with 
dew,  his  feet  sinking  into  (the  velvety 
sward  at  every  step. 

The    beauty    of    June    nights!       Who 
would  not  enjoy  them?    After  the  cares 


This   prize   photograph   of   Rockwood   Waterfall   was   taken   by    Carson   Eddy, 
age  14,  Rockwood,  Ontario. 


herons'     bridal 


of  the  day,  who  would  miss  the  peace 
of  the  garden  bathed  in  dew  and  moon- 
light— the  south  wind  singing  its  lullaby 
to  the  flowers  and  birds,  who  would  not 
prefer  it?  The  Bird  Lover  sighed  as  he 
thought  of  the  millions  in  the  hot,  dusty 
cities,  worn  and  weary  after  their  daily 
toil  with  no  relief  from  the  heat  unless 
rain  fell  to  cool  the  hot  concrete  streets, 
and  in  his  heart  he  prayed  that  they 
too  would  learn  to  love  the  more  simple  v 
life,  and  leaving  the  tawdry  tinsel  and 
gold,  turn  to  Nature  and  learn  more  of 
her  beauty  and  wonders,  that  change 
day  by  day,  season  after  season,  each 
more  beautiful  than  before. 


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7  Dear  Club  Members: 


Few  contributions  were  received 
for  April,  but  those  entered  were  excel- 
lent. 

So  sorry,  Fred  Hobbs,  that  your  com- 


position  was    too    late,   because    it    was 
written  so  well.    Try  again,  won't  you? 

Welcome  to  our  club,  Wilfred  Clarke. 
You  have  been  enrolled  as  a  member, 
and  we  shall  be  glad  to  see  you  enter 
some  of  the  contests  and  win  a  prize. 

We  shall  expect  a  snapshot  of  Snookie 
for  the  June  camera  contest,  Kathleen 
Davies.  So  glad  that  you  have  joined 
the  club  at  last,  and  hope  you  will  write 
for  the  Composition  contests.  Every 
member  has  an  equal  chance  to  win  a 
prize,  so  all  success  to  your  efforts. 

There  are  no  fees  to  pay,  Harriet 
Montgomery,  and  we  are  glad  to  wel- 
come you  as  a  member. 

Your  letter  was  so  interesting,  Mar- 
garet Bissell,  and  I  was  sorry  it  was 
received  too  late  for  the  judging.  Have 
you  taken  any  photographs  of  your 
pets?  If  so,  won't  you  enter  one  of 
them  in  the  camera  contest? 

In  June  there  will  be  a  contest  for 
drawing.  Our  poetry  contests  have  been 
so  successful  that  we  want  to  see  what 
our  artist  members  can  do.  So  sharpen 
your  pencils  and  get  busy  and  decide 
on  your  subject. 

Best  wishes  to  you  all  from 

Your  Sincere  Friend, 

ETHEL  BAIN. 
Prize  List  for  April. 

Contest  1. — '"Georges  Clemenceau." 
Awarded  to  Myrll  MeLellan,  age  14.  95 
Birmingham  street,   Stratford,   Ont. 

Contest  2. — Camera  Contest.  Award- 
ed to  Carson  Eddy,  age  14,  Rockwood, 
Ont. 

Contest  3. — "Plans  For  My  Garden." 
Awarded  to  Mary  E.  Jackson,  age  11, 
R.R.  1,  Malton,  Ont. 

PRIZE  LETTER. 

"Georges  Clemenceau,  The  Tiger,"  by 
Myrll  MeLellan,  age  14,  95  Birming- 
ham St.,   Stratford,   Ont. 

GEORGES  CLEMENCEAU  was  born 
in  1841,  the  son  of  a  country  doc- 
tor, in  the  village  of  Vendee.  Dr.  Clem- 
enceau was  a  Republican,  anti-Royalist, 
and  anti-clerical.  So  young  Georges 
grew  up  in  a  home  which  even  then  was 
regarded  as  a  strong- 
hold of  "advanced 
ideas."  Circumstances 
also  helped  to  mould 
his  character  into 
that  of  a  resolute 
partisan,  as  the 
second  French  Re- 
public was  formed  in 
1848,  and  to  his  father 
and  friends  this  ex- 
periment seemed  all 
that  was  idealistic 
and   noble. 

He  entered  medical 
college,  Which  at  that 
time  was  a  hot-bed  of 
atheism,  and  toward 
the  middle  of  the 
nineteenth  century  a ' 
physician  who  retain- 
ed religious  beliefs 
was  regarded  as  a 
phenomenon.  He  was 
one  of  the  most  radi- 
cal of  the  students, 
and  so  violent  was  he 
that  he  spent  seventy-three  days  in  jail, 
and  later,  in  consequence  of  his  insist- 
ence on  proclaiming  a  Republic  while 
the  Emperor  was  alive,  the  academic 
authorities  struck  his  name  from  the 
rolls. 

He  was  then  twenty-three,  and  not 
rich,  so  he  took  the  desperate  course  of 
seeking  his  fortune  abroad.  For  four 
years  he  supported  himself  as  a  teacher 
of  his  language  in  the  United  States, 
and  at  the  end  of  that  time  he  returned 
to  France  with  an  American  wife  and  a 
knowledge  of  the  English  language 
which  stood  him  in  good  stead  during 
the  Great  War,  but  with  a  complete 
indifference  to  English  and  American 
thoughts  and  ideals.  He  settled  in  Paris 
and  completed  his  interrupted  medical 
studies,  graduating  as  a  doctor  a  year 
later. 

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FOR  THE  GUMS 

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OF  the  many  situations  In  which 
this  is  true,  there  is  none  where 
it  is  more  markedly  so  than  in 
matters  pertaining  to  the  oare  of  the 
new  born  bai>> 

When  the  careful  physician  or  nurse 
gives  correct  attention  at  once  to  the 
eyes  of  the  new  horn  babe,  they  do 
their  utmost  to  insure  that  baby  from 
making  one  of  the  pitiful  fifty  pel 
cent,  of  blind  children  whose  afflic- 
tion  began  at  birth. 

In  the  same  way  trouble  later  is 
often  avoided  by  the  thorough  and 
intelligent  examination  of  every  part 
of  the  little  body.  No  hurry  on  the 
part  of  the  physician,  nor  fatigue  or 
overwork  of  the  nurse  excuses  them 
from   this  duty. 

A  nurse  should  report  at  once  any 
abnormality,  anything  she  does  not 
understand.  In  the  same  way  she 
should  understand  how  to  give  the 
first  necessary  attentions,  and  the 
reasons  of  certain  routine  work.  She 
should  never  work  merely  by  rule.        > 

Besides  the  first  little  clothes, 
which  should  be  aired  and  warm,  and 
the  old  soft  piece  of  blanket  to  wrap 
the  babe  in,  there  should  be  ready  a 
small  covered  bowl  or  cup  of  boracic 
solution.  The  strength  for  this  is  one 
level  teaspoonful  to  a  pint  of  boiled 
water.  It  is  important  not  to  make 
the  solution  strong.  The  ordinary 
solution  for  bathing  wounds  is  a  tea- 
spoonful  to  a  cup,  and  many  people 
use  this  for  the  eyes  also,  with  dis- 
astrous results.  Little  pieces  of  ab- 
sorbent cotton  should  be  ready  in  the 
solution.  These  should  be  used  one  at 
a  time  and  thrown  away,  so  as  not  to 
dip  back  any  soiled  piece  into  the  cup. 
Sterile  dressings  for  the  cord,  two  or 
three,  wrapped  up  ready  in  case  of 
necessity,  and  a  bottle  of  olive  oil  or 
vaseline — the  former  is  best — com- 
plete   the    requirements. 

The  eyes  should  be  washed  with  the 
boracic  solution  immediately  it  is 
possible  to  reach  them.  Later  the 
same  solution  is  used  tor  the  mouth. 
It  is  common  and  surer  to  use  Argyrol 
for  the  eyes,  but  this  is  best  under 
the  direction  of  the  attending  physi- 
cian. The  doctor  also  puts  the  first 
dressing  on  the  cord,  but  it  is  the 
nurse's  duty  to  watch  that  dressing 
most  carefully,  examining  it  every 
hour  or  so  for  the  first  six  or  eight 
hours  to  detect  even  the  slightest 
hemorrhage. 

IT  should  be  remembered  that  the 
babe  has  come  from  a  place  where 
the  temperature  is  practically  at  blood 
heat;  that  it  has  been  immersed  in 
water,  and  that  its  lungs  have  uot 
been  in  action,  nor  any  of  the  diges- 
tive organs.  Therefore  it  should  be 
tended  gently,  and  given  a  chance  to 
gradually  get  accustomed  to  its  new 
surroundings. 

I  think  it  is  best  to  anoint  the 
whole  body  lavishly  with  warm  oil. 
Wipe  the  face,  in  case  the  mother  de- 
sires much  to  see  it.  Cleanse  the 
mouth  with  the  boracic  solution,  but 
do  not  let  any  run  down  the  throat. 
Place  a  diaper  loosely  on,  and  wrap 
the  babe  up  warmly  head  and  all  in 
a  soft,  clinging  old  woolen  cloth.  Lay 
it  level  in  a  basket  which  is  lined  with 
a  blanket.  Place  one  or  more  hot 
water  bottles  around  it.  Be  very 
careful  they  are  not  too  hot.  Set  the 
basket  in  a  warm  and  sheltered  place, 
and  cover  the  whole  thing  with  an- 
other piece  of  blanket  or  flannelette 
sheet.  By  this  plan  the  face  may  be 
left  just  a  little  exposed,  and  at  the 
same  time,  since  the  basket  is  cov- 
ered, there  is  no  chance  of  any  draft. 
There  is  no  need  to  give  the  first  bath 
for  from  twelve  to  twenty-four  hours  If 
these  directions  are  followed. 

Much  trouble  is  obviated  by  the  086 
from  the  outset  of  an  ordinary  slat 
clothes  basket.  The  basket  may  be 
lined  or  painted  as  elaborately  as  you 
like  beforehand,  but  it  Will  answer 
Just  as  well  with  a  blanket  folded  for 
a  lining  and  a  little  hair  or  straw  tick 
(not  a  feather  one),  beneath  the 
blanket.  Straw  or  hay  answer  per- 
fectly well,  and  if  soiled  ean  be  re- 
newed  wlthoul  trouble  or  expense. 

The  siilos  of  tire  basket  shield  the 
child  from  drafts  or  cold,  and  also 
from  Impertinent  fingers.  People  are 
much  less  likely  to  poke  at  a  baby  or 


try  to  kiss  it  in  the  depi 
than  on  a  bed   or  in   a 
Mo     basket    is    easily      c 
which    does    away    with 
jiggling.      The  less  a   ba. 
the    first   eight      months 
i .     At  night  it  is  a  s 
i  the  basket  on  a  be. 
chairs    beside   it.      By    plac.ng   uupc.o 
or   whatever  is  needed   c'ose  at  hand, 
the   babe  may  be  attended   with   per- 
fect ease  and  comfort,   without  either 
getting  out  of  bed  or  having  the  babe 
beneath   the  same   bed-clothes  as  the 
adult,    a   custom    both    dangerous   and 
unhealthy. 

There  should  be  no  pillow  beneath 
the  head  of  the  babe,  but  by  placing 
the  basket  in  a  very  slightly  slanting 
position,  and  a  little  roll  of  something 
beneath  the  end  where  the  head  lies, 
then  when  the  diaper  is  wet  the  urine 
will  run  down,  and  will  not,  as  one 
so  often  sees,  have  the  babe  "soaked 
to  the  neck,"  and  necessitate  a  gen- 
eral change. 

There  are  many  other  points  in 
favor  of  the  common  clothes  basket 
as  a  means  of  avoiding  troubles.  It  is 
cheap,  it  is  easily  kept  clean.  It  will 
not  lend  itself  with  any  grace  to  either 
rocking  or  jerking;  on  the  contrary  it 
is  uncompromisingly  steady,  and 
solid.  It  has  no  springs.  It  can  be 
lifted  easily  with  the  baby  in  it,  any- 
where the  mother  wishes  to  sit  or 
work — upstairs  or  downstairs,  in 
every  bit  of  sunshine  there  is,  and  out 
doors  in  the  smallest  sheltered  spot, 
as  easily  as  indoors.  The  baby  that 
is  started  like  Moses,  in  a  basket,  is 
a  lucky   baby. 

SAID  a  few  moments  ago  that  the 
A  babe  had  to  learn  to  use  its  digestive 
organs.  In  the  two  or  three  days  that 
intervene  between  its  arrival  and  the 
setting  up  of  the  milk  secretion,  had 
nature  required  food  for  the  child 
she.  would  have  provided  such.  She 
did  not  do  this,  therefore  we  are  quite 
safe  to  infer  that  no  food  is  needed. 
The  crying  of  the  babe  is  not  from 
hunger,  but  is  due  to  the  expansion 
of  the  air  vesicles  of  the  lungs. 
Babies  that  do  not  cry  frequently  do 
not  live. 

It  should  be  obvious  then,  though 
unfortunately  it  does  not  appear  to  be 
so,  that  the  feeding  to  the  babe  of 
any  sort  of  food,  and  surely  of  any 
sort  of  drug,  is  foolish  and  cruel. 
Anise  seed  tea  has  been  known  to 
cause  such  a  spasm  of  the  intestine 
as  to  result  in  that  twist  known  to 
surgeons  as  intussusception.  I  am 
convinced  that  this  condition  which  is 
far  from  uncommon,  and  nearly  al- 
ways ends  fatally,  is  caused  in  more 
cases  than  we  know  about  by  giving 
decoctions  or  drugs  to  very  young 
babies. 

The  same  remarks  are  applicable 
to  castor  oil,  and  other  purgatives 
given  ostensibly  "to  clear  the  bowel" 
of  the  tarry  substance  which  is  really 
changed  blood.  Nature  having  al- 
ready provided  a  purgative  suitable 
for  the  occasion  in  the  first  waterlike 
secretions  of  the  breasts,  therefore 
it  is  quite  right  to  put  the  babe  to 
the  breast  three  or  four  times  in  the 
day  for  the  first  three  days.  It  gets 
this  early  secretion,  learns  to  suck, 
and  gets  quite  all  the  nourishment 
needed.  A  little  boiled  warm  water 
in  which  a  very  small  quantity  of 
sugar  is  dissolved  may  also  be  given. 
The  sugar  may  be  omitted. 

Of  course,  should  the  case  be  ab- 
normal, and  the  mother  unable  to 
nurse  from  the  outset,  then  a  differ- 
ent course  must  be  followed,  but  if  it 
is  at  all  possible,  woman's  milk  should 
be  given  for  at  least  three  months. 
Otherwise  the  chance  of  saving  the 
babe  is  small. 

Before  leaving  this  part  of  the  sub- 
ject. I  would  sound  a  note  of  warn- 
ing in  regard  to  giving  babies  and 
children  drugs  of  any  sort.  Certain 
it  is  that  such  should  never  be  ad- 
ministered except  with  a.  physician's 
prescription,  or  if  this  be  unobtain- 
able only  simple  medicines,  the  con- 
tents and  action  of  which  are  fully 
known  should   be   used. 

THE     danger    of     giving     "soothing 
powders"  or  so  called  "babies'  tab- 
of     any     sort,     to     infants,     and 


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hwagh  itao  Looking  Glass 

By  VAIN  JANE  <%C\  'k    0^ 

Time  Plays  a  Part  in  the  Beauty  Game 


"M 


Y  life  is  nothing  but  a  series 
of  appointments  and  disap- 
pointments," sighed  the  City 
Woman  as  she  droppod  into  an  easy 
.  chair  beside  my  tea-table,  "and 
honestly,  I  don't  know  which  is  the 
most  difficult  to  bear.  If  it  were  not 
for  an  occasional  breathing  space  such 
as  this,  I  would  feel  exactly  like  a 
squirrel  on  a  tread-wheel — always  go- 
ing at  top  speed  and  never  getting 
anywhere!" 

"Poor  dear,"  I  sympathized,  "tell 
me  first,  do  you  take  both  sugar  and 
cream,  and  then  let  me  hear  all  about 
it." 

It  seemed  that  her  particular 
quarrel  with  the  world  was  the  result 
of  an  engagement  with  her  beauty 
doctor — in  fact,  she  had  come  directly 
from  his  office  to  take  tea  with  me. 
As  far  as  I  could  gather,  her  appoint- 
ment with  the 
august  being  was 
at  three-fifteen,  she 
had  arrived  a  t 
three-thirty- five — a 
little  way  the  lady 
has  of  considering 
one  time  as  good  as 
another — and  Mon- 
sieur had  words 
to  say  on  the  sub- 
ject. 

"Odious  m  a  n  ," 
she  declared  him, 
"as  if  a  paltry 
twenty  minutes 
mattered!  'Ma- 
dame eez  late,'  pro- 
nounced Monsieur. 
'Only  ten  minutes 
of  ze  appointment 
remain.  So.  what 
eez  there  I  can  do 
in    ten    minutes?' 

"  'Keep  someone 
else  waiting  and  go 
ahead  with  my 
face,'  I  told  him, 
'I  haven't  come  all 
this  way  to  be  given 
a  ten-minute  treat- 
ment.' " 

"I  shall  do  ze 
best  I  can,"  Mon- 
sieur had  answer- 
ed non-committ- 
ally. 

Accordingly  Ma- 
dame relinqushed  her  wraps  to  the 
waiting  maid  and  stepped  into  the  big 
leather  and  white-enamel  chair  used 
by  Monsieur's  clients.  "What  do  we 
have  to-day?"  she  asked  with  natural 
curiosity.  "Ze  mask,"  replied  Mon- 
sieur with  no  further  expansiveness. 
What  Madame  wanted  was  an  explan- 
ation of  the  mask  and  what  the  likely 
miraculous  results  to  her  complexion 
would  be;  but  no,  the  man  essayed  no 
information,  still  remembering  with 
irritation,  no  doubt,  those  lost  twenty- 
minutes. 

Monsieur  said  not  a  word,  but 
proceeded  to  apply  a  liquid  prepara- 
tion with  a  nice  precision  of  evenness. 
"It  smarts,"  the  patient  had  declared. 
"Eet  is  intended  to,"  replied  Monsieur, 
and  continued  his  manipulations.  Pre- 
sently, it  was  graphically  described  to 
me,  he  gave  a  finishing  pat,  washed 
his  hands  carefully  at  a  basin  in  a 
corner  of  the  room  and  while  drying 
them  imparted  the  information:  "Ma- 
dame shall  remain  quite  for  ten,  pair- 
haps  fifteen  minutes,  until  ze  mask 
harden.  In  zat  time  I  shall  re- 
turn," and  without  further  ado,  de- 
parted from  the  room,  definitely  clos- 
ing the   door   after   him. 

At  this  point  my  visitor  became 
eloquent  with  indignation  at  the  re- 
membrance. 

"There  I  was,"  she  described,  "with 
my  face  all  stuck  up  with  that  horrid 
stuff  which  was  getting  harder  every 
minute  and  that  wretched  man  had 
gone  out  of  the  room  and  left  me  high 
and  dry  on  my  back,  in  a  beastly 
dentist  chair.  Presently  I  could  hard- 
ly blink  an  eyelid  and  my  lips  began 
to    curl    back   so   that   I   was  afraid    I 


would  not  be  able  to  call  out.  The 
time  seemed  interminable — I  thought 
the  man  had  forgotten  me.  I  wouldn't 
have  put  it  past  him  to  have  gone  off 
to  take  a  bath  or  go  for  a  motor  ride 
while  I  lay  there  and  suffered. 
Finally  my  nerves  could  not  stand  it 
any  longer  and  I  just  yelled  for  him. 
When  he  came  I  told  him  exactly  what 
I  had  in  my  mind;  he  did  not  say  a 
word  until  I  had  finished  and  then  re- 
marked very  quietly:  'Madame  has 
cracked  ze  mask  by  not  keeping  pair- 
fectly  still  as  I  instructed.  All  our 
trouble  has  gone  for  nothing.'  I  was 
so  indignant  that  I  kept  perfectly 
quiet  all  the  time  he  was  softening  the 
varnish,  or  whatever  it  was,  with  a 
cloth  dipped  in  warm  water,  but  when 
he  went  to  rub  some  cold  cream  on  my 
poor  face  that  had  simply  been 
skinned  for  nothing,  I  objected. 

"  'I  have  another 
appointment  and 
am  in  a  hurry, 
don't  bother  with 
that,'  I  said  coldly, 
'please  tell  the 
maid  to  bring  my 
things!' 

"  'Ah,  oui,'  the  old 
villain  answered, 
'it  is  good  to  be  in 
time  for  appoint- 
ments. Pairhaps 
when  Madame 
come  again  she 
will  remember  the 
hour.' 

"I  simply  clap- 
ped 
and 
was 
you 
was 
and 


A   DAINTY   MAID 

Miss     Marion     Davies,    on    a    Florida 

holiday,   wearing   a    blue  -  and  -  white 

check  gown  of  Lucille  creation. 


(CONTINUED   ON    PAGE    53.) 


my    things    on 

departed."      I 

told,    "so   now 

know    why    I 

late      coming 

why     I     look 

such  a  fright,  with 

my   hair    everyway 

and     my     face     all 

red.        It     simply 

makes    me    boil    to 

think  of  it." 

I  soothed  her 
with  another  cup 
of  tea  and  half  "a 
hot  muffin,  then 
did  a  little  reason- 
ing. "Remember," 
I  said,  "you  were 
t^>  blame  in  the 
first  place  by  being  late  for  your  ap- 
pointment, and  in  the  second  place, 
for  not  following  the  man's  advice 
and  keeping  quiet." 

"Rubbish!"  she  answered;  she 
knows  me  well  enough  to  be  rude. 
"I'm  through  with  beauty  doctors  and 
their  fooleries.  After  this  I'll  simply 
keep  my  face  clean  and  let  the 
wrinkles  make  a  home  of  it  if  they 
want  to." 

But  she  won't — dear  me,  no!  For 
all  her  unreasonableness,  she's  much 
too  wise  a  woman  to  give  up  the  effort 
of  keeping  her  charming  looks.  She 
and  her  beauty  doctor  will  make  it  up, 
I"  am  convinced  of  that. 

CORRESPONDENCE. 

BIRDIE. — My  imagination  easily 
pictures  your  distress;  just  now  when 
all  your  feathered  brothers  and  sisters 
are  singing  songs  of  gladness  at  the 
coming  of  summer,  your  plaintive 
wail  is  particularly  harrowing.  But 
change  the  minor  key,  my  dear,  for  I 
believe  a  good  fairy  has  discovered  a 
preparation  which  is  invaluable  in  such 
cases  as  yours,  the  name  of  which  I 
will  gladly  tell  you  when  you  carry 
out  the  necessary  conditions.  In  the 
meantime,  use  warm  water,  a  good 
soap  and  a  soft  brush  to  ensure  a 
thorough  cleansing  of  the  pores,  and 
rinse  with  plenty  of  cold  water. 
They  are  miserable  pests,  are  black- 
heads, but  it  is  possible  with  care,  to 
be  rid  of  them. 

COUSIN-IN-MIND. — It  is  cheering 
to  hear  of  the  mother  of  "three  ador- 
able, dimpled  imps"  finding  time  to 
sit  down  to  write  to  her  Cousin  Vane 
Jane    in   quest  of   beauty.      I  have    nov 


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Fairy  Soap  creams  cleansingly 
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"Her  complexion  is 
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ways bring  your  thoughts  to  the  flower 
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Iff^  ajll  respect  for  those  good 
peopre  who  re-foot  their  out- 
worn stockings  by  any  one 
of  several  methods,  I  believe  that 
there  are  many  other  and  much  more 
comfortable  ways  of  reaching  the 
same  end — economy.  Neither  do  I 
write  for  those  who  have  evolved  col- 
lars for  their  best  gowns  out  of  silk 
stocking  legs!  These  fill  me  with  awe, 
yet  I  still  venture  to  believe  some  may 
prefer  to  try  more  practical  methods 
of  economy. 

My  family  is  a  large  one — three 
women  and  four  men  —  and  conse- 
quently when  prices  of  hosiery  began 
to  rise  it  became  more  necessary  than 
ever  to  practice  real  economy,  par- 
ticularly since  we  all  had  a  silk  stock- 
ing taste  entirely  out  of  proportion  to 
our  income.  The  following  methods 
have  been  tried  out  for  several  years 
and  have  proven  quite  as  efficient  as 
packing  house  methods  in  using  all 
the  available  material  without  waste. 

I  HAVE  our  stocking  drawers  divided 
into  three  spaces,  in  the  first  of 
which  are  put  the  best  stockings 
for  all  occasions.  In  the  next  com- 
partment are  placed  those  which,  hav- 
ing been  darned  in  the  leg,  can  only  ■ 
be  worn  with  high  shoes.  Stockings 
from  the  first  section  are  placed  here 
as  soon  as  a  break  appears  above  the 
level  of  pump  or  Oxford.  (I  am 
speaking  almost  entirely  of  women's 
stockings  for  the  reason  that  socks 
are  too  short  to  serve  in  many  of  the 
suggestions  that  follow.)  If  of  an  un- 
suitable color  for  wear  with  high 
black  or  brown  shoes,  the  stockings 
are  consigned  to  the  dye  pot  for  a 
few  minutes'  boiling  in  the  proper 
mixture.  Light  colors,  or  white  ones 
grown  dingy,  can  always  be  dyed  a 
good  black.  To-day  a  ten  cent  pack- 
age of  black  dye  transformed  a  pair 
of  hideously  faded  light  blue  stock- 
ings, one  pair  of  gray,  one  of  brown, 
several  pairs  of  white  ones  and  a 
georgette  waist  into  articles  that  can- 
not be  told  from  new  ones.  The  dye 
could  have  been  used  for  many  more 
articles,  as  these  were  very  light 
weight,  so  I  bottled  it  and  will  try  it 
again. 

To  go  back  to  the  stocking  drawer — 
in  the  third  space  are  put  all  those 
which,  being  much  mended,  will  only 
do  for  morning  wear  about  the  house 
or  garden.  The  careless  habit  of 
putting  on  in  the  morning  the  same 
pair  of  good  silk  or  lisle  stockings 
worn  the  previous  day  is  responsible 
for  much  waste  of  good  material,  yet 
there  are  many  women  who  do  this 
and  then  complain  of  the  cost  of 
living. 

NOW,  although  I  never  re-foot 
stockings,  I  feel  that  my  con- 
science is  clear  of  the  charge  of 
extravagance,  for  when  they  cease  to 
function  as  stockings  it  is  because 
they  have   transmigrated,   as   it  were, 


and  when  they  reappear  it  is  in  an- 
other but  no  less  useful  guise. 

When  transforming  stockings,  or 
any  other  material,  into  washcloths, 
holders,  etc.,  it  pays  to  do  it  well,  for 
the  laundress  looks  upon  a  hemmed 
cloth  with  respect  and  treats  it  ac- 
cordingly. For  the  holders,  I  fold  in- 
to a  convenient  size  several  thickness- 
es of  the  tops,  and.  either  stitch  or 
overcast  them  together. 

From  the  tops  of  white  ones  which 
have  escaped  the  dye  pot,  I  cut  out 
the  largest  possible  square  and  cro- 
chet once  around  with  blue  and  have 
a  dainty  washcloth.  If  the  tops  are 
very  fine  and  thin  I  take  two  thick- 
nesses and  crochet  them  together.  The 
remainder  is  usually  cut  into  very 
small  squares  and  tucked  into  the  cor- 
ners of  shopping  and  travelU-ig  bags, 
where  they  wait  an  opportunity  to 
remove  dust  and  grime  that  would 
otherwise  find  its  way  to  a  good  hand- 
kerchief. 

Dustcloths  are  made — really  made. 
It  pays  in  the  satisfaction  one  feels  in 
using  such  an  article,  rather  than  any 
old  rag!  For  these,  the  legs  of 
three  stockings  are  opened  up  along 
the  back  seam.  They  can  be  then 
stitched  together  lengthwise  and  hem- 
med. These  can  be  used  as  dry  or 
oiled  cloths,  for  they  are  absolutely 
lintless. 

WHEN  the  oil  mop  has  grown  de- 
crepit, the  mop  is  removed 
from  the  holder  and  several  opened 
stocking  legs  are  inserted  In  the 
holder,  the  number  depending  on 
the  desired  weight  of  the  mop  and  the 
heaviness  of  the  stockings.  After  these 
have  been  clamped  into  the  mop 
handle,  the  material  is  cut  into  inch 
wide  strips,  almost  to  the  handle.  The 
mop  is  then  placed  in  a  tin  can  and  a 
good  oil  or  commercial  polish  is 
sprinkled  over  it.  It  should  be  al- 
lowed to  cure  in  this  way  for  several 
days,  being  turned  frequently  so  that 
the  oil  may  be  evenly  distributed. 

But  this  is  not  the  end  of  my  story. 
One  doesn't  always  need  a  new  oil 
mop,  or  a  dust  cloth,  yet  the  stocking 
legs,  accumulate  with  frequency  and 
regularity  in  many  families.  The  rug 
ragbag  is  the  final  destiny  of  all  the 
women's  hosiery  not  otherwise  en- 
gaged, and  receives  practically  all  the 
wornout  socks,  because  they  are  too 
short  for  most  other  purposes.  Their 
gay  colors,  too,  lend  spice  to  an  other- 
wise dull  rug,  either  braided  or  wov- 
en. The  usual  silk  sock,  however,  Is 
too  flimsy  to  be  satisfactory  for  braid- 
ing, but  works  up  beautifully  in  the 
woven  rug. 

In  order  to  avoid  too  frequent  sew- 
ing, the  material  should  be  cut  spiral- 
ly, beginning  at  the  top  and  cutting 
round  and  round  to  the  very  toe,  a 
strip  about  an  inch  wide. 

Even  in  the  reconstruction  of  worn- 
out  hosiery,  it  pays  to  take  pains,  and 
use  common  sense! 


First  Trouble  is  Least  Trouble 


(CONTINUED    FROM    PAGE    30.) 


patent  remedies  and  pills  to  older  chil- 
dren, should  be  too  obvious  to  any 
reasoning  woman  to  require  enumer- 
ating. 

Yet  because  the  custom  is  so  wide- 
spread and  pernicious,  let  us  enumer- 
ate a  few  of  them.  1st:  We  cannot 
recover  that  which  has  been  swallow. 
ed.  2nd:  All  drugs  may  well  be 
called  poisons  of  greater  or  less 
strength.  3rd:  Only  after  years  of 
research  and  study  can  the  actions  of 
Individual  drugs  on  the  human  body 
be  known,  and,  4th,  no  one  knows 
when  a  given  individual  may  have  an 
idiosyncrasy  towards  a  certain  drug. 
i.e.,  the  action  of  the  drug  may  be 
the  opposite  to  the  usual  action,  or 
may  be  many  times  stronger.  Your 
baby  might  be  one  of  these  peculiar 
individuals.  5th:  Not  all  drugs  are 
standardized,  therefore  it  is  impos- 
sible to  be  certain  of  the  strength  of 
the  drug.  It  is  absolutely  Impossible 
to  know  the  real  strength  of  home 
brewed  decoctions.  6th:  Certain 
''hp.micals  used  in  medicine,  each  com- 


sisted  in  beyond  the  specified  time, 
become  positively  poisonous.  Sth:  No 
two  individuals  are  exactly  the  same, 
therefore  the  same  remedy  cannot 
be  expected  to  suit  a  number.  9th: 
No  two  diseases  are  the  same,  there- 
fore one  "medicine"  cannot  "cure''  a 
score  of  different  ailments  in  babies, 
men  or  horses.  10th:  Patent  or  ad- 
vertised medicines  are  very  apt  to 
contain  opiates  and  alcohol,  i.e., 
habit  forming  drugs,  also  drugs  that 
are  injurious  to  the  heart,  together 
with  harsh  purgatives.  Also,  on  the 
other  hand,  they  may  contain  nothing 
whatever  but  flavoring  and  coloring 
matter,  trusting  to  the  psychic  effect 
of  spent  money  and  swallowed  medi- 
cine. Such  are  usually  high  priced. 
I  have  considered  this  matter  at 
length  because  this  danger  is  a  very 
real  one.  and  also  because  the  opiate 
menace  is  on  the  Increase  In  Canada, 
and  we  need  to  meet  and  down  the 
monster  from  every  possible  vantage 
point. 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


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The  Canadian  Woman  Citizen 


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DmiiQii on  U overnmeial 


By  ELIZABETH  BECKER 


THE  Dominion  Parliament  is  made 
up  of  the  House  of  Commons, 
elected  by  the  people  every  five 
years,  the  Senate  appointed  by  the 
Governor-General,  sometimes  for 
outstanding  public  service,  holding 
office  for  life,  (at  least  as  long  as 
they  can  make  their  signature), 
and  the  Governor-General  appointed 
by  the  King  as  his  representative, 
for  a  period  of  five  or  six  years. 

The  number  of  members  of  the 
House  of  Commons  is  regulated  by  the 
B.  N.  A.  Act,  which  fixed  the  number 
for  Quebec  as  65.  Whatever  propor- 
tion 65  is  to  the  total  population  of 
Quebec,  this  is  the  unit  of  representa- 
tion for  all  the  provinces.  This  is 
figured  from  the  latest  census.  The 
census  is  taken  throughout  the 
Dominion  every  ten  years,  the  yeara 
ending  with  one.  The  present  repre- 
sentation is  based  upon  the  census  of 
1911.  At  that  time  the  population  of 
Quebec  was  2,000,700;  with  its  fixed 
€5  members  as  unalterable  as  the 
laws  of  the  Medes  and  Persians,  this 
allows  one  member  for  every  30,780 
of  the  population.  With  the  same 
proportion  for  every  province  the 
whole   totals   234    members. 

After  each  census  the  Dominion 
Government  adjusts  the  representa- 
tion according  to  population.  The 
next  census  will  be  taken  in  1921  and 
it  is  quite  possible  that  Ontario  will 
no  longer  be  entitled  to  its  82  mem- 
bers in  the  House  of  Commons  as  its 
war  losses  have  been  so  great.  Pro- 
portionally some  of  the  less  populous 
provinces  have  had  equally  great 
losses.  It  is  owing  to  this  method  of 
fixing  the  number  of  members,  that 
the  constituencies  are  not  always  the 
same  for  Dominion  and  provincial 
elections. 

The  Senate  is  not  confined  to  any 
•  stated  number  of  members;  at  pres- 
ent it  numbers  about  85.  This  body, 
which  is  not  elected  by  the  people, 
nor  responsible  to  them  or  any  one 
else,  has  the  power  to  veto  any  legis- 
lation passed  by  the  Commons,  ex- 
cept that  for  the  expenditure  of 
money.  Every  bill  coming  up  in  the 
House  must  pass  its  first  and  second 
reading;  when  it  has  weathered  these 
storms,  it  goes  to  a  Committee,  where 
it  ia  either  killed,  approved  or  amend- 
ed for  the  third  reading.  It  usually 
passes  the  third  reading  without  dis- 
cussion and  then  goes  to  the  Senate, 
where  it  must  also  pass  three  read- 
ings, unless  it  is  defeated  before  It 
reaches  the  last.  If  passed,  it  goes  to 
the  Governor-General  for  his  signa- 
ture and  then  becomes  law. 

A  most  important  part  of  the 
government  is  the  Cabinet,  which  is 
an  advisory  council  to  the  Governor- 
General,  just  as  the  president  of  an 
organization  has  an  executive  com- 
mittee with  whom  to  discuss  policy, 
ways  and  means,  etc.  After  an  elec- 
tion is  held  the  party  with  the  largest 
number  of  its  members  elected, 
chooses  a  leader,  who  is  then  asked 
by  the  Governor-General  to  form  a 
Cabinet,  with  himself  as  Premier  or 
Prime  Minister,  at  its  head.  These 
names  are  submitted  to  the  Governor- 
General  for  approval.  Each  of  these 
Cabinet  Ministers  is  then  assigned  to 
one  or  more  special  departments, 
which  he  is  especially  fitted  to  ad- 
minister. A  deputy  minister,  appointed, 
not  elected,  is  the  competent  master  of 
detail  in  the  department,  and  he 
stays  at  the  helm  and  guides  the  ship 
of  state,  though  party  storms  wax 
and   wane. 

Sometimes  men  much  needed  in  an 
advisory  capacity  are  chosen  as 
ministers  without  portfolio,  or  with- 
out being  put  in  charge  of  an  special 
department. 

The  members  of  a  Cabinet  are 
usually  placed  as  follows: 

The  Prime  Minister,  Secretary  of 
Stnte,  Postmaster-General,  Minister  of 
Immigration  and  Colonization,  Minis- 
ter of  Agriculture,  Minister  of  Customs, 
Minister  of  Inland  Revenue,  Minister 
of  Labor,  Minister  of  Militia  and  De- 
fence, Minister  of  Justice,  Minister  of 
Trade  and  Commerce,  Minister  of 
Marine  and  Fisheries,  Minister  of  In- 
terior, Minister  of  Public  Works, 
Minister  of  Finance,  Minister  of  Rail- 
ways and  Canals. 

A  very  important  official  who  is  not 
a  member  of  the  Cabinet  is  the  High 


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(SECOND    ARTICLE) 

Commissioner  of  Canada,  who  repre- 
sents the  government  in  Great  Britain 
and  looks  after  immigration  and  like 
matters  of  great  importance  to  our 
country.  Nor  are  the  Solicitor-General 
nor  the  Auditor- General  members  of 
the  Cabinet. 

As  certain  matters  arise  that  de- 
mand more  time  and  attention  than 
any  one  department  or  minister 
could  devote  to  it,  special  commis- 
sions are  appointed  to  take  charge. 
A  very  important  body  of  this  char- 
acter is  the  Dominion  Civil  Service 
Commission,  whose  function  is  the 
examining  and  appointing  of  candi- 
dates to  the  Civil  Service.  This  is  in- 
dependent of  party  politics.  Before 
this  commission  was  formed  each 
party  had  a  long  patronage  list  and 
appointed  friends  of  the  party  with 
little  regard  for  qualification  for  the 
specific  duty  of  the  office.  This  has 
been  one  of  the  worst  features  of 
party  government.  But  the  increas- 
ing development  of  democratic  con- 
sciousness has  demanded  the  abolition 
of  patronage  and  the  appointment  to 
government  positions  of  only  those- 
well  equipped  to  fill  the  post. 

Now,  as  to  how  over  234  members 
of  the  House  of  Commons  are  elected: 
When  the  work  of  the  yearly  session 
of  parliament  is  completed,  the  Gov- 
ernor-General prorogues  parliament, 
that  is,  dismisses  it  until  next  year, 
but  if  the  five-year  period  :'or  which 
parliament  is  elected  has  -.'xpired,  or 
if  there  is  some  other  just  cause,  then 
there  would  be  an  election — parlia- 
ment is  not  prorogued,  but  dissolved. 
It  has  to  go  to  the  country  to  give  the 
people  an  opportunity  of  expressing 
their  will  on  the  subject  of  the  day, 
through  the  members  they  elect  to 
represent  them.  For  instance,  the 
critical  situation  developed  during 
the  war  demanded  the  election  of 
1917  to  give  that  sovereign  power  of  a 
democracy,  the  people,  an  opportuni- 
ty to  elect  members  whom  they 
thought  had  the  right  viewpoint  re- 
garding the  proper  carrying  on  of  the 
war.  Though  the  specific  cause  for 
which  this  government  was  elected — 
a  Union  Government,  composed  of 
both  parties — has  been  accomplished, 
they  are  retaining  their  seats,  for,  ac- 
cording to  the  letter  of  the  law,  their 
time   has   not  expired. 

After  it  has  been  decided  to  hold 
a  general  election  and  parliament  has 
been  dissolved  by  the  Governor-Gen- 
eral, an  order  in  the  King's  name  is 
sent  out  stating  the  date  of  nomina- 
tion of  candidates.  This  order  is 
called  an  Election  Writ,  and  is  sent 
to  the  returning-officer  of  each  con- 
stituency. A  returning-officer  is  ap- 
pointed by  the  government  for  each 
section  of  the  country  that  elects  a 
representative,  and  is  responsible  for 
the  carrying  on  of  the  elections.  Only 
in  the  case  of  large  cities  is  there 
more  than  one  member  for  a  consti- 
tuency. 

Before  th6  nomination  day  arrives, 
the  different  parties  decide  upon 
their  candidates,  and  when  the  time 
comes  there  may  be  a  long  list  of 
nominations,  but  usually  all  with- 
draw but  one  for  each  party,  or 
someone  who  wishes  to  stand  inde- 
pendent of  any  party.  If  all  candi- 
dates but  one  withdraw,  he  is  elected 
by  acclamation  and  there  is  no  elec- 
tion contest  necessary.  It  is  custom- 
ary to  hold  the  elections  one  week 
after  the  day  of  nomination,  and  on 
the  same  day  throughout  the  Domin- 
ion. It  is  a  busy  week  for  the  candi- 
dates when  there  is  an  election  con- 
test. Where  a  candidate  is  not  well 
known  in  a  constituency,  or  a  riding, 
as  it  is  often  called,  a  week  is  too 
short  a  time  to  find  out  much  about 
him,  for  often,  to  suit  the  needs  of 
party  politics,  a  constituency  may  be 
asked  to  accept  as  a  candidate  a  man 
from  some  other  part  of  the  province. 
There  is  a  strong  feeling  on  the  part 
of  many  good  citizens  that  the  time 
between  nominations  and  elections 
should  be  extended  to  two  or  three 
weeks  to  give-  voters  a  chance  to 
know  more  of  the  candidates'  record. 
As  one  returning-officer  could  not 
properly  attend  to  the  details  of  his 
whole  constituency,  it  is  arranged  in 
sub-divisions,  with  a  deputy  return- 
ing officer  and  a  poll  clerk  in  charge 
of  each  poll  or  voting  place.  The 
deputy-returning  officer  Is  given  a  list 


(CONTINUED  ON  PAO»  58.) 


43%  Goes  for  Food 

Statistics  say  that  the  average  laboring  man  spends  43  per 
cent,  of  his  income  for  food. 

And  still  millions  go  underfed. 

Yet  the  average  family  needs  10,000  calories  per  day.  And 
10,000  calories  in  Quaker  Oats  cost  only  65  cents. 

Some  Foods  $7.00  Daily 

In  other  foods  10,000  calories  cost  up  to  ten  times  Quaker 
Oats.  It  would  cost  about  $7  daily  to  feed  a  family  on  chops 
or  eggs. 

Here  is  the  cost  of  10,000  calories — the  average  family's  daily 
food  need — in  some  prime  foods,  based  on  prices  at  this  writing: 


Cost  of  10,000  Calories 

In  Quaker  Oats $0.65     In  Hen's  Eggs   ....  $  6.00 

In  Average  Meats   ..  4.50     In  Young  Chicken..   16.60 
In  Average  Fish  ....  5.00     In  Vegetables  $1.10  to  7.50 


1c   per   Dish  for  Quaker  Oats 


15c   for    This 


Cost  of  Servings 

The  cost  of  average  servings  is  about  as  follows: 


Dish  Quaker  Oats   ic 

4  Ounces  Meat  8c 

One  Chop 12c 


Two  Eggs  8c 

White  Fish   8c 

Cup  of  Custard 4c 


The  points  to  consider  are  these: 

Meats,  eggs  and  fish,  for  the  same  calory  value.,  average  nine 
times  Quaker  Oats  in  cost. 

An  average  serving  costs  from  8  to  12  times  a  dish  of  Quaker 
Oats. 

Yet  Quaker  Oats  yields  1,810  calories  per  pound,  while  round 
steak  yields  890,  and  eggs  635. 

The  oat  is  the  supreme  food — the  greatest  food  that  grows. 
It  is  almost  the  ideal  food  in  balance  and  completeness.  It  is 
the  vim-food,  the  food  for  growth,  which  everybody  needs. 

Think  what  it  adds  to  a  breakfast,  and  what  it  saves  for 
costlier  foods  at  dinner. 


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Nourishing  Desserts 

A  GROWN-UP'S  as  well  as  a 
child's  dessert  should  be 
more  than  just  something  sweet 
to  top  off  tin  meal;  it  should  be 
a  wholesome  and  nourishing  dish 
which  rounds  out  and  perfects 
the  luncheon  or  dinner. 

For  instance,  »  good  nourishing  dt»- 
tert  which  i  have  found  to  be  a  genera] 
luvorjte  with  all  the  family  is  Chocolate 
Blanc  Mange.  It  is  a  favorite  with  the 
housewife,  too,  because  it  does  not  have 
to  be  cooked  over  the  Are,  and  it  is  bo 
easily   and  quickly   made. 

A  woman  recently  wrote  me  that  this  b 
now  her  husband's  favorite  dessert  be- 
cause it  is  so  smooth  and  creamy  and  is 
always  just  right.  Me  was  very  fond  of 
Chocolate  Blanc  Mange,  but  every  time 
she  made  it  of  corn  starch,  he  complained 
tli.it  il  mi  lumpy  and  not  smooth.  A 
Mend  told  her  about  my  recipe,  and  it 
was  a  revelation  to  her.  Now  her  hus- 
band  complains  because  she  does  not  serve 
it  oftener — especially  when  they  have 
company. 


CHOCOLATE    BLANC    MANGE 

Vfe  envelope    Knox    Sparkling   Gelatine. 
Vt  cup  cold   water. 

1   pint   milk. 
Vfc  cupful  of  sugar. 
Vi    teaspoonful    of    salt. 
V2    teaspoonful  vanilla. 

1  square  chocolate  or  i  tablespooniuls  of 
cocoa. 
Soak  gelatine  in  cold  water  five  minutes. 
Scald  milk  and  add  sugar,  grated  choco- 
late or  cocoa  and  salt.  When  well  blended, 
add  the  soaked  gelatine  and  flavoring; 
pour  into  a  wet  mold  or  individual  cus- 
tard cups,  and  chill.  Serve  with  milk, 
cream   or   custard   sauce. 


Not  only  does  Knox  Sparkling  Gelatine 
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quire practically  no  cooking  at  all — but 
buing  unfavored,  it  will  blend  with  meats, 
fish,  cheese,  vegetables  and  fruits  to  make 
many  different  kinds  of  meat  and  fish 
loaves,  cheese,  vegetable  and  fruit  salads 
— each  adding  an  appetizing,  luxurious 
touch  to  the  meal — although  in  reality 
they   are  most  inexpensive. 

lea  being  a  pure,  super-refined  gela- 
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housekeepers  because  of  its  economy.  One 
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and  do  for  only  one  meal,  while  one 
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individual  helpings  and  serves  a  family 
of  six  with  a  tempting  dessert  or  s;ilad 
for  four  different  meals.  That  is  why  ex- 
perta  call  Knox  the  "4-to-l"  gelatine — be- 
Oause  it  goes  four  times  as  far  as  the 
Savored  packages,  besides  having  four 
times  as  many  uses. 

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Pinks,  Pansies  and  Larkspur  in  the  Far  North 

An  English  Garden  in  Northern  Alberta 


N' 


OT1I1NG  has  kept  the  Home 
Land"  nearer  and  dearer  In  the 
hearts  of  her  children  in  the 
new  lands,  than  the  memory  of  the 
old  garden  at  home.  Poets  have  sung 
of  the  English  garden,  writers  have 
described  it  and  everyone  has  ad- 
mired and  loved  it.  The  garden,  like 
the  suit  of  armor  in  the  hall,  or  the 
old  furniture  handed  down  from  one 
generation  to  another,  has  been  a  part 
of  the  history  of  the 
home;  and  a  more 
vital  part  than  al- 
most anything  else, 
in  that  as  each  year 
comes,  a  part  of  the 
family  life  is  spent 
in  the  building,  and 
the  rejuvenation  of 
flower  and  plant 
represents  a  definite 
period  in  child  or 
parent  or  grand- 
father. "It  was  the 
year  the  roses 
bloomed  so  early," 
or  "It  was  the  year 
that  bug  came  on 
the  currant  bushes," 
or,  "It  was  the  year 
the  hedge  seemed  to 
get  a  blight;  Arthur 
was  so  sick  that 
fall."  Each  corner 
of  the  garden  had 
its  own  devotees, 
and  the  older  the 
garden,  the  richer 
its  history.  The 
babies  had  all  been 
brought  to  lie  be- 
side the  dear  moth- 
er as  she  sewed  the 
little  garments,  the 
children  had.  been 
taught  to  love  and 
not  to  destroy  the 
precious  foliage, 
many  a  love  story 
could  that  garden 
have  told,  and  many 
a  tragedy  had  it 
witnessed.  Then  as 
the  mother  grew 
older,  the  sturdy 
Krand  children  came 
to  tell  their  troubles 
at  her  knee  under 
the  great  oak  tree 
at  the  end  of  the 
garden  and  the 
whole  story  began 
again.  It  is  no 
wonder  that  English 
sons  and  daughters 
have  loved  the 
memory  of  their 
English  gardens. 

Out  in  the  far 
North-Western  part 
of  Canada,  four 
hundred  miles  North 
and  West  of  Edmon- 
ton, is  an  English 
garden,  still  too  new 
to  have  the  mellow 
associations  of  the 
gardens  in  the  tight 
little  Island,  but 
rich  in  its  own 
pioneer  history.  A 
daughter  of  old 
England  came  out 
to  Canada  some 
twelve  years  ago, 
and  following  the 
trail  blazed  by  her 
oldest  son  who  had 
come  the  year 
previous,  she  went 
right  across  the 
continent  to  Edmon- 


By   MIRIAM  GREEN  ELLIS 

ton  and  then  North  to  Grande 
Prairie  and  then  farther  north  to  the 
shore  of  Bear  Lake,  straight  as  a 
homing  pigeon  to  the  home  still  un- 
made. There  was  no  railway  past 
Edmonton  and  the  rest  of  the  trip 
was  made  in  wagons  over  the  newest 
of  roads.  The  father  had  passed 
away  that  year  and  the  mother 
brought  with  her  the  rest  of  the 
family,   four  daughters,   and   two  sons 


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THE  LADY  OF  THE  GARDEN 
This  shows  one  corner  of  the  English  garden,  where  Mrs.  Thompson  is  seen 
standing    against    the    hedge    she    has    planted  to  protect  the  garden  from 

the  lake  breeze. 


BEAR  LAKE 

This  is  one  of  the  small  Lakes  in  the  Peace  River  country  which  is  stocked 

with  fish. 


A   GARDEN  PARTY 
Numbers  of   visiters   call   to   see   the    doweis. 


to  meet  the  son.  Jack,  already  here. 
The  mother  had  been  a  Jersey  girl 
but  had  married  and  gone  to  live  in 
Manchester  where  the  father  was  in 
business. 

HP  HE  name  of  this  dainty  little 
-*•  white-haired  English  woman 
who  has  made  such  a  remarkable 
success  of  her  English  garden  is  Mrs. 
Thompson.  Making  a  garden,  Eng- 
lish or  otherwise,  was  no  easy  task, 
when  Mrs.  Thomp- 
son decided  that  a 
garden  was  just  as 
necessary  in  North- 
ern Alberta  as  It 
had  been  in  Eng- 
land. A  garden 
meant  Home  and 
Home  meant  a  gar- 
den. No  plants 
could  be  obtained, 
as  it  took  weeks  and 
months  to  get  things 
over  the  trail  from 
Edmonton,  so  all 
flowers,  shrubs  and 
trees,  in  fact  every- 
thing had  to  be 
started  from  seed, 
and  there  was  no 
data  at  hand  to 
show  what  were  the 
best  varieties  to  use 
in  that  climate  and 
soil.  Much  faith — 
and  hard  -work — 
was  needed.  Con- 
sidering the  few 
years  since  she  has 
started  her  work, 
the  growth  right 
from  the  seed  has 
been  marvellous. 
Rhubarb  is  grown 
to  perfection — beau- 
tiful fat,  pink  stalks; 
apple  seeds  were 
planted  and  bid  fair 
to  bear  fruit  in  a 
couple  of  years 
more;  asparagus  is 
grown  for  the  table 
as  well  as  for  an  or- 
namental plant  in 
one  corner  of  the 
garden,  pine  trees 
have  got  a  good 
start,  flowers  of  all 
sorts  bloom  in  pro- 
fusion and  fruit 
bushes  supply  the 
fruit  for  the  table. 

And  the  work  is 
still  going  on,  and  it 
is  not  easy  yet.  Al- 
though the  railway 
has  come  within 
thirty  miles  now,  it 
is  still  almost  im- 
possible to  bring  in 
plants  or  slippings. 
Only,  last  year  Mrs. 
Thompson  ordered 
some  strawberry 
plants  and  when 
they  arrived  only 
one  was  alive  out  of 
the  sixty  sent. 

She  got  her  seeds 
from  far  and  near; 
caraganas  and 
honeysuckles  came 
from  Edmonton, 
from  the  Experi- 
mental Farm  at  Ot- 
tawa, and  from  Eng- 
land; all  grew  well. 
Lilacs  were  brought 
from  Ottawa,  as  was 
tlso     mountain    ash. 

(CONTINUED  ON 
PAGE      66.) 


"Sure,  she  has."  grinned  Jimmie. 
'Ask  her!" 

"Well,  1  have,  then,"  exclaimed 
Berenice,  "and  I  don't  care  who 
knows  it!  I  wouldn't  let  a  good  dog 
go  to  waste  for  any  man  living,  and 
I  told  pa  so  when  he  saw  me  feeding 
him." 

"Oh,  ao  you've  been  feeding  him," 
said  Osborn  In  ley  tones.  "You  told 
toe — told    me    without    my    aaklmr    you 


The  Prestons 

(CONTINt'KH     FROM      PAOK    26.) 

— that    you    never   had!      You    needn't 
have   lied  to  me.   Berenice!" 

"You'd  make  any  one  lie  to  you," 
Berenice  responded,  "with  your  over- 
bearing ways.  You  think  because 
you've  been  captain  of  everything  in 
sight  you  can  scare  everybody  to 
death,  you've  been  jealous  about  thr 
dog.  Jealous  about  him  all  along,  and 
If  you  didn't  know  enough  about 
dnirs     to     k»»;«i>     your     own     dog-   -you'd 


every  bit  as  good  a  chance  as  1  had 
with    him,    but    not    knowing   a    thing 

about    him "      Here   she   went   on: 

"Take  your  old  ring!" 

"Take  your  Oog!"  said  Osborn,  re- 
leasing his  hand  from  the  setter  pup's 
collar. 

Here  Berenice  sank  down  upon  the 
piazza  steps  and  wept.  Beautiful  tears 
rolled  down  her  cheeks  without 
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spoiling  her  complexion  in  the  least 
She  was  one  of  those  few  girls  who 
can  cry  without  making  her  nose  red. 

"Oh,  Airs.  Preston!"  she  wailed,  "I 
thought  -I  could  love  Osborn,  really 
and  truly  I  thought  I  could,  though 
in  the  beginning  it  was  because  ma 
was  trying  to  shove  me  d<.wn  the 
minister's  throat,  and  I  won't  in- 
shoved  down  any  man's  throat,  and 
I  won't  marry  anybody  that  doesn't 
know  about  dogs  and  that  can't  shoot 
like  pa,  and  I  Just  saw  a  perfectly 
hideous  life  before  me  being  a  minis- 
ter's wife,  and  you  know  what  ma  is, 
and  1  knew  she'd  work  around  pa. 
And  he  was  coming  to  the  house  all 
the  time,  and  looking  at  me — you 
know  how  they  look  at  you!  And 
then  Osborn  came  along,  and  1 
thought  he  was  better  than  the 
minister,  anyway,  and  perhaps  he 
could  learn  to  shoot.  But  1  don't  be- 
lieve he  can!"  she  added.  "I  don't 
believe  a  man  who's  such  a  fool  about 
a  good  bird  dog  could  ever  learn  to 
shoot  straight!  And  if  anybody  thinks 
I'm  going  to  settle  down  into  ma  when 
I'm  married,  they're  just  mistaken 
and  have  got  guesses  coming." 

She  sobbed  comfortably  for  a  little 
while.  We  were  all  silent;  I  patted 
her  shoulder  consolingly.  At  last  she 
rose  to  her  feet.  She  looked  at  Os- 
born kindly — an  older  woman  looking 
at  a  little  boy. 

"Good-bye,  Osborn,"  she  said.  "1 
guess  we've   all   made   a   mistake." 

She  put  out  her  hand  and  they 
shook  hands  squarely  and  she  went 
off  down  the  street.  A  red  shadow 
moved  in  the  bushes.  It  was  the  setter 
dog  slinking  off  after  her. 

Osborn  gazed  after  her  without 
speaking.  A  look  of  relief  had  spread 
itself  over  his  features  Jimmie  ap- 
proached his  brother. 

"Let  her  go,  Os,"  he  muttered.  "Let 
her  go  and  good  riddance,  and  take 
her  setter  pup  with  her:  he  wasn't  no 
kind  of  a  dog." 

But  Osborn  turned  and  went  into 
the  house.  I  heard  him  whistling,  and 
it  was  the  whistle  of  a  man  who  feels 
himself  free — free  to  go  about  the 
world  of  men  as  he  feels  like  doing. 

CHAPTER    LXII 

SHORTLY  after  this  I  saw  that 
Edith  was  very  much  worried. 
She  sat  with  me  more  than  was 
her  custom,  and  talked  about  abstract 
things  like  ethics.  She  would  let  fall 
nuggets  of  wisdom   like: 

"It's  awfully  hard  to  know  what  to 
do  in  this  world,  isn't  it?  Supposing 
a  person  had  to  hurt  one  friend  or 
hurt  another — it's  very  difficult  to 
choose." 

"Indeed  it  is."  said  I  gravely,  for 
the  platitudes  handed  out  to  us  by 
our  children  are  often  fresh-minted 
discoveries  of  their  own  in  the  game 
of  life. 

I  fancied  what  was  troubling  her 
was  the  thought  that  she  was  thrown 
more  with  Owen  than  her  friend  was. 
because,  of  course,  when  the  quartette 
paired  off  (now  with  Berenice  no 
longer  there).  Marion  went  with  Os- 
born and  Edith  with  Owen;  besides 
Owen's  attitude  had  been  different  to- 
ward  Edith   ever  since  the   party. 

Then  one  day  Edith  came  into  the 
house    limping. 

"What's  tl  e   matter?"    I   asked. 

"Oh,  I  think  I've  just  turned  my 
foot  o-.  ei  a  little.  It  isn't  anything 
If  c  ..'II  send  Seraphy  up  with  some 
hot       n  I'll   bandage  it." 

"\\  l.y,  I'll  do  it."  I  said. 

"I'd  much  rather  have  Seraphy," 
she  said  There  was  an  air  of  excite- 
ment about  her  and  her  face  was 
flushed 

Soon  Seraphy  came  to  me. 
"Whisht!"  she  said.  "Don't  you  worry 
none  about  Edith's  fut  " 

"I'm  not  worrying,"  said  I. 

"Don't  you  worry  none,"  repeated 
Seraphy,  "it'll  be  worse  to-morrow: 
Edith  won't  want  to  step  on  it.  But 
don't    you    go    sondin'    for    no    doctor." 

"Why.    what's    the    matter?"    said    I. 

"There  ain't  nothin'  the  matter." 
said  Seraphy.  "Nothin'  at  all  there  is 
the  matter  with  Edith's  foot.  She's  a 
quare  one.  'I  want  to  pretend  me 
fut's  hurt,'  says  she  to  me.  'An'  ain't 
it?'  says  I.  'Nary  a  bit,'  says  she. 
'Before  you  go  playin'  any  shenanigan 
on  your  ma  an'  your  Aunt  Mariar. 
who'll  come  buzzin'  around  me  like 
the    hornets     I    want    to    know    what's 


up,'  says  I.  'I'll  tell  you.  Seraphy,' 
says  she,  'if  you'ii  swear  to  tell  no  one.' 
An'  I  did,  but  I'll  tell  you  so  you  won't 
be  worrying  an  sendin'  for  th'  doctor. 

"It's  that  young  gentleman,  Mr. 
tve,  has  been  askin'  of  Edith  to 
go  to  the  ball-game,  an'  she's  pretend- 
in"  to  have  her  fut  hurt,  so  she  can't 
go  with  him.  an'  all  because  of  her 
not  wantin"  to  hurt  the  feelin's  of  her 
friend,   Marion  Tracy. 

"  Small  thanks  you'll  get  for  that,' 
says  I.  'She'd  not  do  that  for  you,' 
says  I.  I  think  she's  fond  of  him,' 
says  Edith,  lookin'  at  me  with  her 
big  eyes.  'I  think  she'd  be  hurt  be- 
cause he  axed  me  and  not  her.'  'Well,' 
says  I,  'a  young  gentleman  can't  be 
axin'  ev'ry  young  girl  he  knows  to  go 
to  the  ball-game  wid  him,  so  of  course 

he   axes   the   girl    he   likes '      'Oh,' 

says  she,  'wouldn't  it  be  awful  If  he 
should  like  me  better'n  Marion?' 
Why,  don't  you  like  him?'  says  I.  An" 
then    she    flushed    as    red    as    a    pi'ny. 

"  'If  he  liked  Marion  better'n  me,' 
says  she,  'she'd  feel  that  bad;  you 
don't  know  the  heart  of  her.  She's 
the  noblest  girl  that  ever  stepped  on 
the  face  of  the  earth.'  'Huh!'  says  I. 
'She's  not  like  you,'  says  I.  'There 
ain't  many'd  be  throwin'  down  a  fine 
young  man  like  that  on  account  o' 
hurtin'  her  friend's  feelin's.'  'Marion 
would  do  just  as  much  for  me,'  says 
she,  real  firm. 

"So,  there  you  are,  Mis'  Preston, 
an'  that's  what's  ailin'  Edith.  It's  a 
fine  sperrit  she's  got,  if  she  is  a  fool. 
It's  postin'  a  letter  I  am  to  him  this 
minute,  ma'am,  all  unbeknownst  to 
you.  It's  a  fool  angel  Edith  is,  even 
though  her  wings  is  covered  wid 
chesnut   burrs  instid   o'  feathers." 

For  the  next  twenty-four  hours  I 
played  out  Edith's  little  comedy. 
Marion  was,  of  course,  with  Edith  a 
great  deal,  and  was  very  sympathetic, 
urging  me  to  get  a  doctor.  The  next 
day  she  rushed  in,  radiant.  Edith 
had  managed  with  difficulty  to  get 
down-stairs,  and  was  sitting  on  the 
piazza,  reading.  I  was  inside  the  par- 
lour window. 

"Oh,  "  Ede,"  said  she,  "Owen  has 
asked  me  to  go  to  the  ball-game! 
isn't  it  lovely?" 

I  couldn't  see  Edith's  face,  but  her 
voice  was  quiet  and   even. 

"Is  that  so?"  she  said.  "Are  you 
going?" 

"Why,"  said  Marion,  "of  course  I'm 
going.  I  only  wish  you  were  too,  you 
old  dear.  If  you  hadn't  a  bad  foot, 
I'm  sure  he'd  have  asked  us  both." 
There  was  a  note  of  complacency  in 
her  voice,  however,  that  showed  how 
very  unsure  she  was  of  this. 

Edith  bore  with  her  friend's  jubi- 
lance nobly,  but  after  Marion  had 
gone,  she  moved  up  painfully  to  her 
room  and  sent  down  word  that  her 
foot  hurt  her  and  she  wouldn't  be 
down  for  supper.  So  afterwards  I 
went  up  to  see  how  she  was.  She  was 
suing  deep  in  thought,  inclined  for 
cynical  discussion  of  the  world,  and 
behind  the  things  she  said  I  saw  she 
was  very  wistful  and  lonely.  Some- 
how, she  told  me,  life  wasn't  what  it 
seemed  to  be;  you  felt  yourself  one 
with  a  person,  and  then  you  found 
out  that  they  felt  different  from  you, 
and  then  you  found  out  that  there 
was  no  real   understanding  at  all. 

I  saw  that  she  was  face  to  face  with 
the  realization  that  almost  all  young 
people  must  suffer  with  sooner  or 
later — the  realization  of  our  own  im- 
mense isolation.  Some  people  never 
get  over  grieving  for  this,  but  the 
lives  of  most  of  us  are  too  full  for  us 
to  consider  ourselves  majestically 
seated  upon  a  solitary  mountain- 
peak. 

Immediately  after  the  ball-game, 
Marion,  as  she  had  promised,  came  to 
see  Edith.  Her  visit  was  short,  and  I 
noticed  that  she  was  unusually  digni- 
fied as  she  went  out.  After  she  had 
left,  Edith  came  to  me.  She  wasn't 
limping  any  more, 

"Mother,"  she  said.  'I  think  I  ought 
to  tell  you  something;.  I  haven't  hurt 
my  foot  at  all;  I  pretended  to  be- 
cause Owen  asked  me  to  go  to  the 
ball-game,  and  I  thought  it  would 
hurt  Marions  feelings.  Very  likely 
you  know  about  it.  anyway;  I  suppose 
Seraphy's  told  you,  hasn't  she? 
There's    no    use    in    trusting    anybody 

"What's  the   matter,   dear?"   said   I. 

"Oh,     nothing,"     she     said.       "Only 

Marion  found  out  that  Owen  had  ask- 


( CONTINUED    ON    PAOB    40.) 


June,    Nineteen-Twenty. 


39 


Dryant  washb 


rroves  his  theory 


man 


o/Z/us/ra/ecf   by  / Aofofirapfis 


N  associate  of  mine  once  told  me,  that  to  admit  my  marriage 
to    the    Public    was    to    commit    moving-picture    suicide," 
Bryant   Washburn    remarked    to    me    one   day    during    an 
interview. 

"I  presume  an  argument  ensued,"  I  rejoined  tentatively,  think- 
ing of  the  numerous  pictures  I  had  seen  of  him  et  fa.rn.ille. 

"A  very  heated  one  too."  he  answered,  smiling  reminiscently. 
"My  friend's  argument  held  that,  as  soon  as  the  motion-picture 
fans  learned  that  their  screen  favorite  was  married  he  lost  his 
prestige.  And  that  the  romantic  glamour  was  forever  lost  with  the 
knowledge  of  his  being  a  family  man. 

"I  remember  I  told  him  quite  spiritedly  if  I  could  not  make  a 
success  of  pictures  except  by  posing  as  a  gay  Lothario  or  a  he- 
vamp,  I  would  gladly  give  up  the  whole  thing  and  go  into  the  lum- 
ber business  or  something  of  that  sort. 

"He  laughed  when  I  said  that.  I  hoped  to  please  and  enter- 
tain a  class  of  people  who  would  appreciate  my  work  and  not 
the  cut  of  my  hair,  the  soulful  expression  of  my  eyes  or  some 
such  rot. 

"I  recall  too,  that  he  shook  his  head  sadly  and  sorrowfully  as  ] 
went  on  to  say  that  my  wife  and  youngster,  there  was  only  one 
then,  should  be  as  well  known  to  my  screen  friends  as  I. 

(continued  on  pack    41.) 


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(CONTINUED    FROM     PACE    38.) 

ed  me  first,  and  she  reproached  me — 
me — for  not  '  having  told  her.  She 
said  she  had  found  out  that  I  was 
keeping  som.  thing  from  her,  and  that 
we    were    evidently    not    as    clos<-    t<> 

gether  as  she  supposed " 

"Why,   do  you    have   to    tell    Marion 
everything?"   I  asked. 

"Wo   have   no   thoughts   away   from 

each   other — or   wo   supposed   that  we 

didn't — and     now     I     have    found    out 

that  I  have  a  whole  tramut  of  thoughts 

that   Marion    never    had.      And    now   1 

shall    never,    never   tell   her  about    my 

foot — that  it  really  wasn't  hurt  at  all. 

He    let    it   out — he    let    it    cut   just    a? 

naively  as  anything.     He  said  that  Os- 

born    had    intended    to    ask    her,    and 

then  when  my  foot  was  hurt,  Os  said: 

Why    don't   you    take    Marion,    Owen. 

and  I'll  take  Stella  Reckman,  and  we 

,  can   be  four  just  the  same?'     And   at 

the     game,     anyway,     she     didn't     gel 

much   satisfaction,"    my   daughter  ad- 

ded    with    a    touch    of  spite,    "because 

that    little    simpleton,     Belle     Mather, 

:  happened    to   be   sitting   on    tho   other 

side    of    Owen    and    monopolized    him 

'   half  the  time  and  paid  no  attention  to 

I  her  own  escort,  who  was  nothing  but 

a  high-school  boy,  anyway.     And  just 

,  as  distinctly  as  anything  in  the  world, 

Marion    heard    her    say,    'Marion    and 

Edith  thnubbed  me!'  " 

Seraphy  appeared  at  the  door. 
"It's    Mr.    Oreave    come    to    ask    for 
your  fut,   Edith,"  she  said. 

At    this   Edith    got    up    with    a    run. 

i  She  checked  herself  and  looked  at  me. 

Her    face    flushed    and    she    turned    to 

j  the   glass.      I    saw    her    in    the    mirror 

and    caught    the    bright    contagion    of 

i  her   smile.      Then   she   grinned    at   me 

and    turning    on    me    a    lool.    of    self- 

1  consciousness,     she    limped     past    me. 

There  was  a  soft  radiance  about   her 

"hat  made  my  heart  ache.      I  watched 

her  down   the   stairs   and   saw   her  go 

helping    herself    along    elaborately. 

Seraphy  turned  to  me.  There  was 
laughter  in  her  face  and  something 
rueful  as  well. 

"It's  mighty  grown-up  is  Edith." 
she  remarked,  and  went  her  way. 

I  sat  there  by  myself,  Seraphy's 
words  echoing  themselves  over  and 
over  in  my  heart.  "It's  mighty  grown- 
up is  Edith."  A  woman,  very  com- 
petent of  taking  care  of  herself,  she 
had  seemed  the  day  when  she  had 
marshalled  victory  out  of  disaster, 
when  she  had  been  able  to  defy  Jim- 
mie's  deviltries  and  Osborn's  humilia- 
tion. 

An  icy  wind  seemed  to  sweep  over 
me  as  if  from  the  door  of  some  cold 
place  and  I  knew  that  the  wind  was 
the  precursor  of  the  isolation  of  old 
age.  Osborn  old  enough  to  be  en- 
gaged, even  if  it  was  only  the  en- 
gagement of  an  hour,  and  Edith  go- 
ing out  on  an  adventure  of  the  spirit! 
They  found  me  old-fashioned;  I  saw 
myself  mother,  beloved,  a  little  ab- 
surd, and  left  out  from  the  circle  of 
their  vivid  interests.  A  picture  of 
Osborn  and  Edith  came  to  me,  Edith 
hanging  on  to  Osborn's  arm  and 
looking  up  into  his  face  and  chatter- 
ing gladly  to  him  of  the  things  I 
wanted  so  much  to  hear  about — 
things  I  never  would  hear  perhaps. 
Far  off  I  heard  a  noise  of  disaster. 
Something  noisy  and  tinny  clattering 
downstairs  and  shrill  expostulation 
from  Seraphy  and  a  familiar  voice: 
"Well,   I  couldn't  help  it,   could   I?" 

It  was  Jimmie  in  trouble  again!  My 
heart  leaped  up.  Thank  God  for  that! 
The  cold  searching  wind  of  isolation 
ceased. 

"I'm  going  right  to  your  mother!" 
came   Seraphy's  voice. 

"I'll   get    there   first!"   cried    Jimmie. 
I  heard  their  welcome  and  familiar 
j    wallopings,  and   then  Henry's   irritated 
voice: 

•What's  all  this  about?"  His  tone 
had  the  aggrieved  note  of  a  man  who 
cornea  home  to  find  his  house  In  the 
throes  of  some  domestic   upheaval. 

The  mist  of  the  afternoon  vanish- 
ed like  a  bad  dream.  There  were 
some  things  in  my  life  that  had  not 
grown  away.  I  shook  from  me  that 
■usillanimous  hatred  of  change  that 
assails  moth<  rs 

"They  don't  leave  us  unless  we  let 
them."  I  thought.  Somehow,  this 
commonplace  seemed  to  me  like  a 
basic  truth,  a  sudden  flash  of  insight. 
Jimmie  caught  sight  of  me. 
"Mother,   cant    [?"  he  cried. 

With  the  joyfulnesa  of  one  coming 
home  from  some  desolate  country  1 
went  downstairs  to  the  familiar  task 
of  meeting  hi;  difficulty  and  of 
smoothing  out   Henry. 

THE   END. 


June,    Nineteen- Twenty. 

Bryant  Washburn 
Proves  His  Theory 

(CONTTNUKD    rROM     KADI  19    » 

(jTHAVE  stuck   to   that   Idea,   and  a  a   a 

A  consequence  letters  come  from  all 
parts  of  this,  country,  Canada,  Europe 
and  South  America  requesting  photo- 
graphs— not  of  me — but  of  Sonny. 

"The  little  beggar  will  have  to  have  a 
private  secretary  soon."  His  eyes  shone 
with  paternal  pride  and  affection. 

"Since  our  little  booklet,  'The  Tattler," 
has  come  out  containing  reading  and 
photographic  matter  concerning  the 
family,  my  mail  has  been  mainly  com- 
posed of  letters  asking  for  autographed 
photographs  of  'not  you  alone,  Mr. 
Washburn,  but  the  latest  one  of  the 
family.'  So  you  see,"  he  finished  smil- 
ing at  me,  "if  I  had  a  woman's  preroga- 
tive, I  might  say  to  that  friend  of  minp 
— 'I  told  you  so.'  " 

"No  more  mash-notes?"  I  asked,  try- 
ing not  to  look  too  curious. 

"Oh-,  a  few,"  he  replied  briefly.  He 
evidently  consigned  them  to  the  limbo 
of  all  necessary  evils. 

Nevertheless  I  wondered  about  the 
"few,"  and  later  asked  his  publicity  man. 

"A  few!  !  !"  remarked  that  gentleman 
fervently.  "Good  heavens,  I  wish  that 
were  true." 

BUT  to  go  back  to  Mr.  Washburn's 
statements  in  regard  to  his  family, 
I  wish  to  say  that  not  for  a  moment  did 
I  or  do  I  doubt  his  sincerity  in  the 
matter,  for  I  know  him  to  be  one  of  the 
least  egotistical  stars  in  picturedom. 

Unless,  of  course,  it  be  unpardonable 
egotism  to  be  as  proud  as  a  peacock  of 
an  auburn-haired  little  woman  with  a 
wild-rose  complexion  and  laughing  blue- 
eyes.  A  chubby  youngster  with  eyes 
like  his  mother,  and  who  has  as  much 
good  "pep"  as  his  little  body  can  hold. 
Then  there  is  a  wee  one  that  has  no 
teeth  to  chew  with  yet  nor  hair  to  part, 
but  who  rules  the  household  with  a  pair 
of  husky  lungs  and  gets  what  he -wants 
when  he  wants  it. 

Mr.  Washburn  considers  and  recog- 
nizes in  his  family  one  of  his  greatest 
assets,  both   in   private  and   public  life. 

Mrs.  Washburn  is  one  of  those  for- 
tunate and  unusual  women  with  two 
gifts  rarely  accorded  one  woman,  beauty 
and  intellect..  She  has  what  a  business- 
man would  call  a  "sure-fire"  mind. 

Thus  she  is  not  only  wife  and  mother, 
but  "advisory  committee"  as  well.  Much 
has  been  whispered  and  much  has  been 
written  about  the  fast  living  of  actors. 
But  this  little  family  has  very  simple 
tastes.  It  is  true  they  have  quantities 
of  friends  and  social  obligations;  how- 
ever they  seem  to  find  more  real  enjoy- 
ment in  a  picnic  on  the  sea-shore  or  in 
the  woods,  than  in  the  most  elaborate 
banquet  or  ball. 

On  my  way  home  from  the  interview, 
I  was  thinking  that  it  was  after  all 
decidedly  refreshing  to  find  a  man  like 
Mr.  Washburn  who  realized  his  wife 
and  children  to  be  an  invaluable  aid 
and  who  was  big  enough  to  admit  it. 


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THE    TASK    OF    THE    INDIVIDUAL. 

THE  whole  course  of  events  as  we 
see  it  seems  to  prove  that  the 
permanent  bettering  of  conditions 
which  we  deplore  lies  in  the  hands  of 
the  people  themselves,  and  that  until 
they  take  hold  of  it  the  well-meant 
efforts  of  philanthropists  to  provide 
the  framework  for  a  model  communi- 
ty will  go  but  a  very  little  way. 
Whether  farmer  or  working  man, 
salary  earner  or  laborer  in  the  mines, 
each  man  has  to  meet  his  own  diffi- 
culties, solve  his  own  problems  and 
build  up  for  himself  the  measure  of 
success  which  he  is  fitted  to  achieve. 
Naturally  the  task  is  much  easier 
when  the  means  of  education  and  im- 
provement are  placed  at  his  disposal, 
but  these  means  should  be  general 
in  their  scope  and  application  and  not 
individual.  The  agricultural  schools 
and  experiment  stations,  which  are 
established  by  various  governments 
for  the  improvement  of  agriculture, 
are  a  real  benefit  because  they  put 
within  the  reach  of  every  farmer  the 
opportunity  to  increase  his  know- 
ledge and  improve  his  condition  if  he 
will.  If  he  does  not  avail  himself  of 
it,  and  from  it  create  his  own  oppor- 
tunity, he  would  do  but  little  toward 
keeping  up  and  developing  a  well- 
stocked  model  farm.  The  more  general 
conditions  are  improved  the  better, 
but  in  each  and  every  individual  case 
the  man  must  think  for  himself  and 
work  his  own  way  out,  or  he  will  at 
best  be  but  a  feeble  product  of  an 
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By  CHARLOTTE  M.  STOREY  •"'T    \ 


NE  has  still  to  pry 
around  behind 
closed  doors  and 
under  box  covers 
to  find  the  real 
things  of  summer. 
Like  the  daffodils 
this  spring,  they 
are  slow  in  com- 
ing out.  But  no 
matter  how  in- 
consistent the 
weather-man  may  be,  those  whose 
business  it  is  to  prepare  raiment 
for  us  from  season  to  season,  never  lose 
faith  in  the  ultimate  arrival  of  each 
season  in  its  turn.  Therefore,  our  mid- 
summer clothes  are  under  way,  and  they 
seem  more  beautiful  than  ever.  Are  our 
dressmakers  and  milliners  growing  more 
artistic  and  expert  in  their  work,  or  do 
things  look  so  beautiful  because  almost 
everything  is  made  of  the  expensive 
materials,  leaving  us  no  alternative  for 
comparison?  Logically  we  .should  be 
wearing  coarse  prints  and  tweeds,  but 
prints  are  priced  so  far  beyond  their 
actual  value,  that  one  feels  it  is  throw- 
ing money  away  to  buy  them,  and  as 
for  tweeds — well,  perhaps  next  winter 
we  shall  turn  our  attention  to  them,  but 
they  won't  be  cheap. 

In  fact,  nothing,  is  cheap,  so  we 
gratify  our  love  for  the  beautiful  by 
wearing  the  prettiest  materials,  colors 
and  styles  that  our  purse-strings  will 
permit.    And  one  of  these  is  organdie. 

This  morning  we  were  browsing 
around  the  pretty  little  French  parlors 
of  an  exclusive  dressmaker  where  hun- 
dreds of  brides  and  debutantes  have 
been  outfitted,  to  say  nothing  of  To- 
ronto's titled  ladies,  and  there  we  found 
a  gem  of  an  organdie  frock,  the  tint  of 
a  buttercup,  daintily  trimmed  with  nar- 
row Valenciennes  lace.  The  hem  must 
have  been  twenty  inches  deep  and  in  a 
curved  lane  over  the  hips  there  were 
four  little  ruffles  edged  with  the  lace. 
The  front  and  back  were  plain  save  for 
gathers  at  the  belt,  and  the  bodice  had 
a  large  fichu  collar  with  a  little  modesty 
vestee  in  the  front,  and  short  sleeves  of 
course.  The  ribbon  girdle  was  held  in 
place  with  clusters  of  colored  silk  flow- 
ers. Coming  down  town,  we  found  other 
organdie  dresses  in  lavender,  pink  and 
blue  in  a  shop  window,  also  lace  trim- 
med and  girdled  with  silk  ribbon  about 
an  inch  and  a  half  wide. 

And     speaking    of    girdles,     although 


very   narrow,   they   are   bee ling    quite 

consequential,  if  two  or  three  we  have 
seen  lately  are  any  indication  of  a 
coming  vogue.  One  was  a  dainty  pale 
blue  corded  silk  ribbon  an  inch  and  a 
half  wide  with  a  silver  cord  edge,  and 
about  two  yards  long.  About  twelve 
inches  of  the  section  that  encircled   the 


on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic,  but  sounds 
like  a  very  sensible  little  garment  that 
should  be  a  welcome  addition  to  many  a 
wardrobe.  It  is  susceptible  to  many 
distinctive  treatments.  With  some  of 
the  new  models  in  smart  dinner  or  semi- 
evening  frocks,  there  is  a  little  coatee 
of    taffeta,    crepe    de    chine,    georgette, 


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A  few  of  the  accessories  the  smart  young  woman   includes  in  her 
Summer   wardrobe. 


Being  the  last  word  in  Fashion  is  the 
special  virtue  of  this  taffeta  frock  with  its 
basque  waist  and  cascaded  back,  which  is 
said  to  be  paving  the  way  for  the  return 
of  the  bustle. 


waist  had  velvet  flowers  and  foliage  ap- 
plied to  it  flat.  The  colors  were  faded 
rose  and  orange  and  green,  and  the 
effect  was  charming  beyond   telling. 

Flowers  are  used  in  this  way  on  the 
girdles  of  many  of  the  daintiest  of  sum- 
mer frocks.  Some  are  made  of  gold  or 
silver  cloth,  some  are  made  of  taffeta 
silk  and  some  are  crocheted  out  of  wool. 
Roses  such  as  one  sees  in  Irish  crochet- 
ed lace  are  made  of  wool  and  used  in 
clusters  on  cotton  dresses.  Wool  em- 
broidery is  also  very  popular.  It  is  even 
used  on  organdie  collar  and  cuff  sets. 
One  who  believes  there  should  be  some 
consistency  between  materials  and 
foundations  will  hardly  feel  .like  sanc- 
tioning such  an  alliance,  yet,  there  it  is 
shown  in  the  stores.  And  what  is  the 
poor  fashion  writer,  that  she  should 
question  the  propriety  of  it? 

In  another  exclusive  establishment, 
the  artist  who  always  has  something 
new  to  tell  us,  confided  that  for  some 
of  her  most  discriminating  younger  pat- 
rons, she  is  making  velvet  jackets  to 
wear  with  light  silk  sport  skirts.  Just 
a  plain  little  velvet  coat  between  wrist 
to  finger  tip  length,  with  flat  tuxedo 
collar  and  shoe-string  girdle  that  just 
meets  around  the  waist  and  fastens 
under  the  arm  with  a  loop  and  button. 
Black,  navy  and  deep  violet  are  the 
colors  that  have  been  selected  so  far. 

The  outside  sport  wrap  this  year  is 
both  varied  and  important,  and  not  the 
least  important  is  the  waist-length  Shet- 
land sweater  knit  in  plain  stitch,  light 
in  weight  but  warm,  that  crosses  in 
front  in  surplice  style  and  ties  in  the 
back.  It  comes  in  all  colors,  and  black' 
is  shown  to  accompany  the  white  serge 
skirt.  One  could  write  pages  about  these 
knitted  things,  there  are  so  many  of 
them,  and  one  which  is  attracting  much 
attention — and  by  the  way  some  criti- 
cism too — is  the  pullover  made  of  a  very 
fine  yarn  in  a  mesh  stitch,  which  is 
worn  without  a  blouse,  and  being  trans- 
parent, reveals  one's  camisole.  It  is 
shown  in  such  bright  shades  as  tur- 
quoise and  jade. 

The  tea  jacket  is  an  English  innova- 
tion that  has  not  yett  established  itself 


ninon  or  net,  with  the  addition  of  which 
these  gowns  become  extremely  smart 
for  the  afternoon  tea  or  dance. 

Smocks  of  studio  and  garden  fame  are 
also  to  be  had  in  beautiful  materials 
such  as  cartridge  cloth — material  left 
over  from  French  war  supplies  and  re- 
sembling ratine — crepe,  linen,  and 
habutal  silk,  garishly  embroidered  in 
wool  or  trimmed  with  applique — flowers 
cut  from  another  colored  cloth  and  ap- 
pliqued  with  silk  or  wool.  One  finds 
little  that  is  new  in  style,  but  the  color- 
ing and  decoration  leave  nothing  to  be 
desired. 

'TP  O  return  to  the  neckwear  which  we 
-*■  touched  upon  in  relation  to  wool 
embroidery,  it  is  a  long  time  since  neck 
fixings  have  been  so  uniformly  dainty. 
There  is  little  variety  compared  with 
other  seasons  yet  what  there  is  is  so 
dainty  that  one  ceases  to  ask  for  var- 
iety. Organdy,  net  and  lace  with  per- 
haps a  few  pieces  of  silk,  and  the  story 
is  told.  There  is  a  good  deal  of  colored 
organdie,  such  as  rose,  lavender,  toast 
(a  deep  cream  with  a  brown  tinge), 
lemon  and  blue.  But  one  never  counts 
quite  so  much  upon  colors  as  upon 
white  and  cream.  Net  and  la© 
tucked,  gathered  and  ruffled  and  sole? 
by  the  yard  for  vestees,  fichus  and  any 
other  purpose  for  which  they  can  be 
used.  Frilling  is  made  up  and  sold  by 
the  yard  for  collars  and  turnback  ruffles 
for  the  short  sleeve,  and  tabbing  is  sold 
in  the  same  way,  its  popularity  in  no 
wise  declining,  although  we  have  been 
wearing   it  since   early   spring. 

There  are  little  vestees  designed  for 
the  Eton  suit.  They  are  round  of  neck, 
tucked  down  the  front,  with  perhaps  a 
few  rows  of  lace  insertion  and  a  ruffle 
across  the  bottom,  for  of  course  they 
are  worn  over  the  belt  after  the  manner 
of  the  over-the-skirt  blouse  which  is 
having  such  a  success  this  spring. 
There  are  also  round  collars  of  organdie 
edged  with  Valenciennes  lace,  and  cuffs 
to  wear  with  the  short' sleeved  blouse  or 
dress.  Instead  of  overlapping,  the  edges 
are  laid  together  at  the  back  and  fast- 
ened with  fancy  safety  pins.  Organdie 
is  always   new  when  it  is  laundered,  so 


that  one  feels  like  recommending  it,  but 
the  same  may  be  said  of  net,  so  one  can 
hardly  go  astray  in  making  a  selection. 
And  not  only  arc  t'.u-n-  organdie  dresses 
and   neckwear,  but   also   hats. 

Whereas  we  used  to  think  of  summer 
hats  a.s  being  made  of  straw,  now  we 
have  them  of  all  kinds  of  fabrics.  This 
morning  I  saw  a  Leghorn  covered  with 
French  blue  georgette  crepe  with  row 
alter  row  of  wool  darning  on  brim  and 
' Town.  But  for  midsummer,  just  at  the 
moment,  milliners  are  talking  of  or- 
gandie and  taffeta.  The  ideal  midsum- 
mer shape  will  have  a  broad  brim,  fore- 
shortened in  the  back  and  front  and 
given  to  floppiness. 

Both  brim  and  crown,  especially  on 
the  taffeta  shapes,  will  lend  themselves 
to  any  occasion;  they  can  be  bent  or 
squashed  into  any  shape  or  form  that 
suits  the  wearer  or  the  occasion,  for 
that  is  the  way  they  are  made.  Our 
ideas  of  millinery  are  sure  to  be  revolu- 
tionized before  July  and  August  are 
over  if  we  are  within  visiting  distance  of 
the  smart  shops.  Pleated  organdie,  taf- 
feta and  ribbon  will  be  requisitioned  for 
trimming  midsummer  headwear.  They 
will  edge  the  brim,  perhaps  screen  the 
crown;  they  will  be  fashioned  into 
rosettes  and  cockades  and  used  in  every 
passible  way.  There  will  be  flowers 
also;  flowers  made  of  organdie,  taffeta 
and  again  we  find  the  crocheted  wool 
flowers  and  embroidery  decorating  dog 
days'  millinery,  inconsistent  as  it  may 
seem.  Wild  flowers,  wheat  and  foliage 
will  contribute  their  share  of  glory  also 
to  the  midsummer  millinery. 

A  sort  of  collapsible  sport  hat,  with 
scarf  to  match,  that  we  saw  was  made 
of  tan  corded  duvetyn  or  some  such  ma- 
terial. It  could  be  crushed  as  flat  as  the 
proverbial  pancake,  and  by  way  of  trim- 
ming had  purple  wool  stitching.  The 
twelve-inch  wide  scarf,  two  and  a  quar- 
ter yards  long,  had  purple  wool  em- 
broidery along  the  edges,  and  could  be 
used  as  a  girdle  with  a  sport  skirt  if 
the  owner  preferred  a  girdle  to  a  scarf. 

These  wide  scarfs  worn  with  a  pleated 
skirt  and  Eton  coat  are  considered  very 
smart.  Roman  stripe  silk  sashes  tied  on 
the  left  side  are  the  vogue  of  the  mo- 
ment. 

A  pretty  grey  ninon  scarf  we  saw  a 
few  days  ago  had  a  couple  of  two-inch 
bands  of  grey  squirrel  across  the  ends. 

(CONTINUED   ON    PARE    53.) 


Here's  a  Summer  frock  of  white  organ- 
die with  pin-hean  dots  of  red,  collared  and 
cuffed  and  puffed  with  plain  white 
organdie  and  girdled  with  the  queen  of 
all  girdles,  black  velvet. 


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8727 — Misses'  One-piece  Dress.  De- 
signed for  14  to  20  years.  Width  at 
lower  edge  about  1  Y<i  yard.  Size  16  re- 
quires 3J4  yards  36-inch  linen — ■%  yard 
36-inch  lining  for  underbody.  The  only 
not  of  trimming  on  this  smartly  simple 
frock  is  the  beading  applied  in  motifs  to 
the  bottom  of  the  skirl  in  design  12568. 
The  dre  -  1  loses  on  the  left  shoulder  and 
under  the  left  arm  and  shows  the  fashion- 
ible  shorf  sleeves  finished  with  turn-back 
1  ufl  -  The  sleeves  are  sewn  in  the  arm- 
holes  of  a  front -closing  uncierbodv.     The 

These   are 


waist-line  is  encircled  by  a  very  narrow 
girdle.    Attractive  little  slippers  with  the 

short  stubby  toes  beloved  of  the  chic 
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signed for  14  to  20  years. 
Width  at  lower  edge  about 
Size  16  requires 
4J^  yards  32-inch  check  ging- 
ham— sg  yard  plain  gingham 
for  trimming — 2 '  •>  yards  velvet  ribbon — 
:S  yard  36-ineh  lining  for  underbody. 
Tho  decidcdlv  simple  in  stvle,  there  is  a 
note  of  smartness  to  this  Irock  accented 
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Blouse  880O 

Embroidery  12184- 


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Blouse  8811 
Skirt  8835 

8811 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for  34  to 
44  bust.  Size  36  requires  2%  yards  36-inch 
plain  voile—  Yi  yard  36-inch  dotted  voile. 
No.  8835— Ladies'  Two-piece  Gathered  Skirt. 
Designed  for  24  to  34  waist.  Size  26  requires 
1  Y%  yard  54-inch  serge.  Width  at  lower  edge 
about  1  J/£  yard.  The  waist  is  made  with  con- 
vertible collar  and  short  sleeves  finished  with 
turn-back  cuffs.  The  skirt  has  two-inch 
raised  waist-line  and  closes  at  left  side  seam. 


Skirt  8211 


Shirt  8760 


Skirt  8810 


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Blouse  8821 
Skirt  8831 

8821 — Ladies'  Blouse.  Designed  for  34  to 
44  bust.  Size  36  requires  \1/i  yard  36-inch 
washable  satin — Y%  yard  36-inch  dotted  wash- 
able satin  for  trimming.  No.  8831 — Ladies' 
Two-piece  Gathered  Skirt.  Designed  for  24 
to  38  waist.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  I  % 
yard.  Size  26  requires  2%  yards  44-inch 
check  worsted. 

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Freezone  upon  a  touchy 
corn  or  a  callus.  The 
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81  1."'  Misses'  Dress.  Designed  for  14  to  20 
years.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  1 J^  yard. 
si/e  l<>  requires  v<  s  yards  54-inch  serge — ?4 
36-inch  lining  for  underlxxly.  A  long 
tiinii  blouse  dosing  on  I  he  left  shoulder  and 
under  the  left  arm  Forme  an  attractive  part  of 
thin  treseof  blue  serge  It  is  belted  narrowly 
villi  self-material  and  the  square  neck  is 
embroidered  in  design  1254s.  The  same 
embroidery  is  applied  to  the  lower  edge  of  the 
blouse.     like    most    o)    the    new     models    the 


sleeves,  which  are  sewed  into  the  armholes. 
of  a  front-closing  underbody,  are  decidedly 
short,  finis  .ed  wth   turn-bac*  cuffs. 


S768 — Misses'  Dress.  De- 
signed for  14  to  20  years. 
Width  at  lower  edge  al>out  i^ 
yard.  Size  16  requires  2% 
yards  36-inch  black  velvet  for 
overblouse — \%  yard  40-inch 
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v  yards  44-inch  plaid  worsted. 

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thma. The  air  carrying  the  antiseptic  vapor.in- 
halcd  withevery  breath  ■amv^»^MM^M^M^^«) 
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soothes  the  sore  throat  "* 
and    Btops    the  cough, 
assuring  restful  night  > 
It   it  ioraluable  to  mothers 
with  roonf  children. 

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VAPO  -  CRESOLENE   CO. 
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PEACH  S  CURTAINS  and  Liner.  Buyer's  Guide  Free 
Money  Maying  lima,  DIRECT  FROM  THE  LOOMS. 
Unique  opportunity  ear*  difference  In  exchange  10c 
on  dollar.  Curtains.  Nat*.  Miuulne.  Casement  Fabrics. 
Cretonne*.  Household  Linens.  Hoslory.  Underwear, 
mouses.  RS  years  raputatlon.  Writ*  to-day  for 
Oulde  S.  Peaoh  &  Sana,  667  Tha  Looms.  Nottingham, 
England. 


HTli.'J-  Misses'   Dress.     Designed  fur 
16  to  20  years.     Width  at   lower  1 
aboul   1  '  1  yard,    size  [6  requires  y/i 
yards  54-inch  tricotine — %  yard  Georg- 
ette crepe   for  collar,  cuffs,  and  v 
— %  yard  36-inch  lining  for  underbody. 
The  sides  of  the  skirt  are  pulled  out  to 
form  loops  in  which  pockets  may  be  in- 
serted.     This    gives    the    fashion 
width   at   the   hips.     The   underbody 
closes  at  the  back  and  the  waist  on  the 
left  shoulder  and  under  the  left  arm. 
The  rolling  collar  and  turn- 
back cuffs  add  style. 


8757 — Misses'  Dress. 
Designed  for  16  to  20 
■  ears.  Width  at  lower 
edge  about  1  J^  yard.  Size 
16  requires  4  yards  40- 
inch  dotted  organdy — 1  '2 
yard  lace  for  collar  and 
cuifs — 4  yards  taffeta  rib- 
bon— %  yard  36-inch  lin- 
ing. The  dress  closes  at 
the  back  and  has  short 
kimono  sleeves.     It  is  de- 


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light  fully  youthful  in  style  with  its  simple 
blouse  contrasting,  piquantly  with  the  bouf- 
fant  skirt   which  is  draped  at  the  sides. 


B728  Misses'  Dress.  Designed  for  14  to  20 
years.  Width  at  lower  edge  about  1 '.»  yard.  Size 
16  requires  3}^  yards  40-inch  Georgette  crepe — 
>'.i  yards  satin  ribbon  for  girdle — 27:«  yards  36- 
inch  lining  for  underbody  and  foundation  skirt. 
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