fos and © glass and 3 guns, hats, hostery, hopé, Jewelry, knitted goods, lather gedds, labels, locomotive tires, machin , millinery, mineral wapéts, must: tnstruments, optical Anatruments, % nta and colors, papefs, poncils, per * [tumes, planos, rhapmincoutical propar ations, plano oo plano key {vortus, pipes, purses, Aflbbons, rubber goods, * [woods, shoom' laces, silk knittod and her' § , silverware, soaps, apirits, stotkiygs and socks, time recorders, fobagto, tollet articles, tools, toys, underwear, woodenware, woollen goods, watohog, . fie List. No. 2 Bomo of the things mentioned tn List No. 1 that we mow make in Cane Ada In competition with the manufac | jurers of Couatinental Buropo:, Baske books, buttons, R collars and cuffs, gotton goodn, clothing, combds, colors and dye stuls, cutlery, dolls, drugs, © parthenware, electrie apparatus, feathers, furs, ass and glassware, gloves and mitts, gune, hats, hoslery, Jawelry, knitted goods, lamps leather goods, lnbels, machinery, millinery, finernl waters, musical instruments, option] Instruments, paints and colors, paper, perfumes, pipos, pharmuceut!- 'gal preparations, pinuos, piano parts, purses, ribbons, rubber goods, seods "silverware, eflk knitted goods,#ecaps, stockings and socka, time re- tollgt articles, tools, under °C Wear, woodenware, woolen y A Great Advantage "le Canadian manufacturers of the articles la List No. 8 have now an advabtage greater than any tari® wall. The competition ot Continental Burope has been withdrawn and will goraain withdrawn until the war fa over at least. Let the Canadian 'manufacturers make the most of the , situation, And let the people of Canada rally round our manufactur %rs and help them make tho most of it, for we noed them and tho thlogs they make ns never before, The immediate result of the Bure poan war, in Canada, was a check to buglaces. © V The pecond result will be to stimu: Inte busineas---it we Reep our houds, apd go aftor burincss, We belleve every Canadlan will follow this t'mely advice, RAYS OF SUNSHINE THROUGH THE CLOUDS Bome Imprevement Alrcady Notices aie 1h Conalan Industries--Be tir Times Ahead Ie swdlea breaking out of war wead many to "run to cover." Like ia chicken on whom tho rose leaf L561, gowe of us bgeame a proy to Sear and wero ready to doclare "the Lky Ja fdllivg" | Now the vision Is clearing our han ded, we have recovered our I'm oub'I'm out, and that'y the "A very Christian way to take 1§ i Brougbton--a very Christian and praise: | worthy way to take it. Get youre things, and Mr. Phelps will settle with you at tho desk." Matt loft the bullding with a check | for $47 and within bis breast a heavy i aud anxious heart. The world wae before Lim again and that §70 was farther away than ever. Forlorn and discouraged, Mati sought out the only wan in Manaswan | thet he could rely on. Ue needed | more than a job: he needed a frivnd, and where else waa be wore likely to fine ove than In Victor's garage? Daggancourt was working over o car, and It was not until he had beea | nudged by a helper that he straighten | ed himself and recognised Matt. He tried to look unconcerned, hut there waa o telltale quiver of the cheek aud a startled, constraiued alr about him which showed hia agitation, He grasp od Matt's extended band fo both bis own and bent bls gray old head to bide his emotion. "We've both boen fools, Victor," sald Matt. "I was ashamed to tell you that they bad stolen my money-yes, got clean away with It In Ban FFrancisco- and thon you took it all wrong and frose up lke a silly old Iceberg. wasu't very considerate, I'll admit, and I'm sorry, and"-- "That's all right, Marse Broughton," nterrupted the mulatto, lapsing luto @ 4 { Te "Can you make room for me broader accent than was his wont. "A gentleman can't say more than he's sorry, and God knows you have made me mighty glad and thankful. | Qidn't understand, that's all--I didnt understand." "I'm protty hard pushed, Victoz. Cas you find me anything bere?" *Flud you anything Bere, str?" "Yes, & job, It needn't be anything much to begin with. Let me wasb cars--anything" "Is 1t as bad ae that, Marse Brough ton?" Daggancourt was shocked, and slow ly took In Matt's shabby appearance and lis tanpod, careworn face "Well, if that doesn't break me all up to hear you say that." "Can you make room for me?" The mulatto reflected. "It fsn't much of & business" he "Jt don't 1th mulatto. continued explosively, "not a week grace- nothing™ *1 believe 1 can get yon out of this" sald Matt. "It may be craay, but let's, try it. Here, I'll write it on the back of an envelope." Victor was astounded; his face, as withered an old leather, screwed itself up Into a thonsand wrinkles "Try what?" he demanded, "You ait down and copy this off and bave it tn his letter bux loside of an hour: r Mr. Farelly--Looking back on our interview, 1 fear | was not in tate beat to explain the prosperous condition of the garage or how really unwise it would be fa your own Interests to terminate m: connection with it. The fact was that was very much upset by another matter a row I had had with my demonstrator shortly before you came tn. This fellow Broughton acted abominably, and 1 had to threaten him with a constable he would go, and afterward he came back again and tried to clean out the shop with a plece of load pipe. Excuse me for bothering you with all this, but | am sure that if you wll let me bring you the books and show you how well the garage fa going you will reconsider your wish to call in the note. Our agency proapecta are very bright, and the sa two Jones- moblies in eighteen days speaks for iteelt. 1 feel positive | oan satisfy you in regard to everything it you will only be Bo very kind as to let me come and go over the @gures. Respectfully yours, "VICTOR DAUGANCOURT" "And I'm to write him that? asked "Sukea alive, Maree Brunghton, what In the name of good- ness do you want me to do that for? "Because | think I know what's the matter with Me. Farelly, 1 may be wrong, but 1 belleve the whole scheme fs simply t6 get me out of my job. That's why 1 put in the lead pipe and all that--and wind you, stick to it, Vie: tor, for all you're worth." "But why should Farelly do that? Excuse me, Maree Broughton, but you tine pont utd he Massale post on here Jotter." j \ding aa this. " I "Victor, it's like this: I bave got of a lNttle plece of a big secret----some: thing extraordinary, inexplicable, in volving the best friend I bave in the world, and I am on my houor to him to keep my mouth shut, If it wasn't for that promise I'd tell you everything. You get that letter off to Farelly as quick as you can." "It ain't a bit of use, sir. Really and truly, Maree Broughton, It ain't & bit of use." "Do jt to oblige me, anyhow." "All right, Marse Broughton} though couldn't you cut out some of the hum ble ple?™ "Not a bite of dt! You write it just the way It is and then leave it at bis bovse tonight." The next morning Matt treated him. self to the luxury of getting up late= #0 Inte; inded, that Daggancourt had already gone, leaving no message. But he returned soon with the tidings that the letter had been miraculously sue cessful Yea, old Farelly, after & pre tense of examining the books, had pro- fessed himself entirely satisfied; the potes ware not to be called in; every: thing was to gd on as before; the was saved! "What elincbed it was when I sald rd bave to find another boarding plece" added Daggrocourt, with a puckered grin; "sald | was afraid to stop where you was, may the forgive me. For God's sake, get away from here, Marse Broughton, or worse may come of it. Get away quick, and here's $180 [ drew at the bank." Matt pushed the money back. *Noy po, Victor," He exclaimed: "I'm going to stick It ont. | am going to stay in Manaswap if it rains wildeats!™ After losing two more positions through the machinations of his mys. terion foes Matt succeeded in getting 8 Job on the water front. Rut what he - had onod on Was the overmas | face, Another: $ bad weenched the whip kied old hand and Ww \ out with it himself on that con and raging gare To bis dyhi he was thankful he threw It frond hilt instead, dlexily 'refralultiy as bes trod it wus Chris' father and tut must pot strike An oid man. Then the two horses took frig! bolted, hurling Matt to the from which he lovked after the, one elbow, oblivious of everything ii Chris' safety. But she was as ' rider as her father and an spiritel her own thoroughbred, &he was Ing ter seat In that headlong gall aud, loaning back like a little Jooke was jerking manfully at the curb, If nothing could have checked tho horses. They were uncontrollable JHE their terror, Btralnlug neck aud ne they diminished aud disuppoured; loa ing Matt sick with fear } Christine was mot Injured, and th evening a plain, 'middle aged wom came to the boarding house mul ga blm this note: } My Darling=l am sending (you this my Bwiss maid, Flexner, whom ddn't \ 100 much, She will tell you what | hal planned, for | am so used up, so Mstra od, that I cannot write it. though | hal tried twice. [ am at the end of my cou age and everything, and It we don't snot our happiness now we shall lose It It was wicked of him to strike od, wicked! Let Flexner all the talking til you understand. Doff think she is devoted. 1Ua because | pt sed her 2000 dols, snd that la a Tort in her onuntry, where | supposes she settle down and yodel tor the rest ot days. Bhe ls very sharp, so be oRutiol Oh, If I could only talk to you ny But I love you, ashe Wil show yi how much. Adieu. CHRIS P. 8.-When | shall have paid the $i she inslets on In advance | shall huve BE Matt red a moment and' inquired, "You are Flesner®® | "Yon, ain" hd 3 hn "My young indy wikbes foolish thing." sail lexner, disapproving pursing of 'her "She wants you to run away tomorrow moming, You Ape | carriage, or, better, AN ANLAMON pick her up tomorrow morn o'clock 'at the Fale Onky Previoualy I shall bave packed portmanteau and placed it of house, and all next day | her fatber that she is ill WM be disturbed. Ry this reach Middleborough wit and get married, and then train to New York. rom; yon will travel to San F there you stay, no wat bow starving, till thes®npie rives to go to that places have a friend--a very riely "whom once you served sm take yuu back In employ wish "John Mort," sald Matt & "She says it must be all, for she cannot be #0 She says dospurate people h © desperate chances, She RuSWer yes or uo." Matt wade a hasty cal bad almost a bupdred with Chris' $83, would to California, with some Heo told Flexner that his "Yos" and put into the Wor that be hoped she wouldX mistress. She waa to $07 and would carry out tions Implicity; was niga whe was the pluckiest geld At half past 8 Matt andl were at the gates of I There wns a sotind of v9 running, of muted she dark. A slight, ntingly, "Ob, Ye