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ve CHAPTER V.--(Cont'd.) miles around, they say, Tid but frettin' the missis doing splen r you, and you're to come home Just as fast as your feet will carry purport of the you"--such was the good Sidings brought by a and breath gratulation at very bo In a flash John's heart E Seaped most to his mouth, The face o - dead woman sank into an abyss of oblivion, and a tiny baby-face rose in At that moment he was . vers e a man as any in the vil- to ot even the fact of its being fa Sin instead of a boy could damp the its stead. natural pride of the father, "As fast as my feet will carr, ou say 7" he laughed aloud, "I 8 ink so! state, that won't be overfast. It" wouldn't the wings of yonder hawk. gre me a loan of them, I wonjler? at say you, Sandy?" Sandy, pleasantly this quite unusual Between OR, A DECLARATION OF WAR. He wis not more than half-way when the messenger, sent in from the village, met him with the Kreat finest, lassie you could pick for ess youth _perspichng con- me, ould But with the hillside in this And she's fretting, is she? My poor Ella! e a bad plan to borrow! of no interest to him at that mofpent. Would he! He turned to Mick Stuart. Cousins; ity both in feature and movemen seemed vel much alive. Willie Rob- son himse in the quarries, wo was the small Father tiously serious look to smile Unnesasarily, he evidently lieved himself to be of his office, en i of him that he laughed at least as frequently as other folk, sion that every sign of hil Lis stature mental, colored as Hastil turned h and indifferent salute. Father "I can have the pony, can I not? I must go to Ardloch wit! lout delay. I've astonished -at|been away at jocularity--for | storm in the since Jesterday. night kept me back." John was indeed talking as though| Mick began to dig about in his beard under the influence of new wine-- in evident distress. broadened his grin, while producin less picturesque but more practi cal! suggestion. be procurable, legs mi jut it more plainl ht be. ick Stuart, the! rester in the pully hard by, possess-| ed a pony which he would preSum- ably be lined to let out, and which would certainly do the road in half the time required by human legs. John jumped at the suggestion, and in another ten minutes came in sight of the solitary cottage. would almost appear as though Mick had forseen his wish and met it half-way, for before his door the very pony in question stood, bridled. "That's for me, isn't it?" was John's elate greeting to the lad at its head. "You thought I'd be wanting him." Before any answer came two men stepped out of the house, one 'of them the grey-bearded forester, whom John knew, the other a person whom he likewise knew by sight, though never petore having exchanged a word with im It was some months now since the heap of stones noted by John two ears ago with so much disapproval had turned into that quite superfluous Catholic Chapel, but only some weeks since Father Flinter had taken pos- session. John had seen him from afar, never without a slight attack of heart-burning; and once or twice had even taken the trouble to make a round, in order to avoid an inconveni- ent proximity. © To-day, for the first time, he saw his spiritual rival near. He was a very small person, of boyish, 'or more strictly speaking girlish, appearance, being fair and pink, while within his clear grey eyes was that particular frank fearlessness most often seen in the faces of very young and very healthy girls. The smallness of his stature and the dainti- ness of his limbs, were anything but imposing--a fact to which, judging from the careful assumption of grav- Write to-day for our big FREE CATALOGUE showing our full line of Bicycles for en an omen, Boys Girls-- Tires, Coaster Brakes, Wheels, Inner ete: Tubes, Lamps, Bells, 18, Saddles, Eduipment Parts for Bicycles, You can buy your supplies from us st wholesale prices. T. W. BOYD & SON, 27 Notre Dame Street West, Montreal. a | hough wings might not 2 5 oe to Night, same as yourself." ready saddled and 7 use wiping towels but put them upon "I'm really sorry, minister, but the onws bespoke for Father Flinter ere. He's been up in the hills all ohn made an impatient gesture, "Have you no second beast? I must et home, I tell you. I've just had the news that my wife has been brought to bed. he's fretting after | me | "1 'm real sorry," repeated Mick, still tormenting his beard. But at this moment the miniature priest stepped forward. | "Oh, please take the pony," he said eagerly. "I don't mind walking at all, and of course you must get home at once." aie be in the years of his debut 1 tehf! had gv ow SE kin dnoss' a er jealously ' wa ul o 8 Sesnots pressed. | think I'm & mere pink-and-white gel], you re very much jnigtaken," his seemed say; while, by forbidding his full lips sleep in the night, for-m ny ks eople who en Epes Flinter in later life re- but at this eurly stage of professional experience be evidently labored under the impres- larity sup- pressed added something like a cubit both physical and At sight of the "minister" he first deeply as any girl could have done, and then gravely lifted his John re- linter was ey call deleerum age, of of between two consi A closer look at the youthful face h revealed to him bluish shadows its pink, and a slight droop at corners of the oy "I did have some |, died own a my re dark, But it's not 5. ih Jou see] but on that of is waiting. And A then } Ee that I am rie nt to embrace my daugh ab a The laugh with which he ended rang with the pride of the young father. Father Flinter echoed the laugh, his grey eyes Dwinkling | in a manner was decidely es yish poker fa more decoroys. "Naturally you Thust be impatient. Pray, have no scruples at all, uite well able for the walk--and| there is nobody waiting for me, you know." He smiled again as he said it, but i | a different way this time. In fact] John did not quite | know what to make of this second smile. "Ah, no--to be sure," he said, and in the gaze he turned upon the youth- ful priest there stood written a sym- pathy which verged upon pity. "As ou say, perhaps it's, after all, I who ave the first claim on that pony. So if you are quite sure--" A few more Jolite words exchanged, during which John tried hard not to look too sorry for the poor celibate be- fore him--who, strangely enough, Sid was still there as he stood in the door: way watching John moung, and as, with measured gesture, he lifted his hat in farewell. But even before he haa spoken Se remembered his o corrected his expr eon into a CH ~ I'm | Bonds of Sympathy Between Mothers boys just finished his fourth visit to home for us." rubbers; old ones have ot ae Shai, 80 fail Wid, It is of the utmost import, once that. proper method of can- ning and preserving be used if you -| expect your food to keep. Careless or haphazird methods will spell fail- |: ure and will result not only in loss of 'material and jars, but also in loss of time and labor. Understand thor- oughly just what you are doing and i] see that each rule is carefully had| followed. ai ig PE THE MINISTRY OF LOVE. .of Our British Soldiers. Much has been written and told "of the great work that the women of the Motherland are doing in munition factories," in aeroplane works, in shipbuilding yards, in agriculture and in countless ways.that will release men for military service. But little has been heard of another piece of work that hundreds of women in the Old Land are doing for our boys in throwing open their homes to them and looking after them when on leave. Recently one of the first contingent not look particularly sorry for h one of these charming homes, and and on whose lips the same eni oad wrote his mother what "perfectly |/ ical smile once or twice appeared. Iti hylly people they all were, and © Mrs. just mothers us and makes a real Letters have passed , between the (To be continted.) boy's mother and the dear old lady whose wonderful kipdness has meant A Mother's Short Cuts. "How do you manage to have so much time for your children outside of all the home tkings you do for them?" questioned one mother of a neighbor. "By taking short cuts through my work," was the laughing answer, "and trying to be ready for play in its own time." "What do you mean by short cuts? Clothes can't be half-mended, dishes can't be half washed, bread can't be slack-baked." "No, that would be cutting "work short instead of cutting across it. I have several simple devices now for cutting across some of my duties. For example, part of the time I wear glasses and part of the time I do not need them, I used to waste many valuable moments in looking for them when changing from one task to an- other. At last I made a rule that in each room I must have oné special place to lay them down and never al- iow myself to put them anywhere else. This habit has become settled and my glasses ure never mislaid. "Another time and labor-saving ar- rangement," went on the hostess, "is to hang in very room a small cushion on which are five or six needles, each threaded with a different color or weight of silk or cotton so that any moment I can run up a rip, sew on a button, mend a hole in a stocking, catch the sides of a rent together, or tack up a torn hem. You may not believe it but these stitches in time save more than nine in the future. "When I wash the dishes, I do not a rack and scald with plenty of water, They dry themselves in pure air and sunshine and I have no dishtowels to wash. "On each floor of the house I keep one large scrap-basket into which I empty the contents of all the smaller baskets which L attend to, without ex- tra steps, as-1 go from room to room. "I also gather up odds and ends of time by tucking away in a bag or a basket in each of my haunts, a piece of embroidery, knitting or sewing so that when I have a leisure half-hour I do not fieed to hunt up materials or patterns. N This sort of lovin oy fits in wel reading alou tending to A piano prac- Sige. helping them with their lessons, ning to confidences or joining in es." " "Well," acknowledged the visiting: mother as she rose to bid her friend good-by, "I see how I can try some| short cuts! Perhaps my youngsters | will appreciate a little rs moth. twéen the cuts. 80 tender. per. cuts. so much to the young Canadian. And OILS fingers; If the macaroni or spaghetti, etc., is to be re-cooked with other ingredients or baked, it need nét be cooked quite White Sauce: Heat in saucepan to boiling point 1 cup milk; add 2 table- spoons butter and 1 of flour; stir un- til thick and smooth. salt and pepper. Tomato Sauce:--Cut 7 or 8 tomatoes or use a can of tomatoes, cook on a slow fire with 3% ounce of butter, 1 onion, celery, season with-salt and pep- Cook slowly for an hour, add a little flour, cook 5 minutes more. Drain in a colander, then some meat extract may be added to give more flavor, and keep hot until ready to use with macaroni, Macaroni Soup:--Boil som& "milk macaroni as directed, till it is tender. Drain it off, and serve it cut up into three inch pieces in some clear broth. Milk Macaroni and Cheese: --1-3 package macaroni, 1% white sauce, 3% cup of then drain it in a colander and rinse it thoroughly in cold water in which it should remain until you are ready to finish it accord. ing to any given recipe. The same recipe may be used in cooking macaroni, spaghetti or ready- spaghetti now the mother here has received the most delightful pen-picture of her boy from his kind "mother" in England, telling all the dear, intimate things that a mother longs to know about her boy, but would never ask him to tell her. How comforting it was to the mother to learn that "you 11 be proud of him, for the two years in France have improwed him physically, while in character he is still the nice, clean, lovable boy we first met at Christmas, 1914. I can as- sure you France has not harmed him the least little bit. He has sailed clear of temptations." , Another mother in the city = whose boy was severely wounded for the second time and was in hospital in London, received a delightful letter from an English friend who journey- ed away from the north to London just to see the young major. She spent several days there "fixing things up for him," and incidentally cabled encouraging news. In the letter she also gave interesting details, all about the Military Cross he had been pre- sented with at Buckingham Palace, told of the nature of the wounds, ~~ Season With dian news from her letters and wrote many for him to friends here. Still another "dear mother wrote to a sor- rowing mother here about her brave boy's death, and sent a flower from his grave in the English"graveyard. Many, many instances of loving thought and continued -kindnesses could be recounted. They are bright spots in these trying days of suspense and anxiety, and we can only remem- ber to thank God that such women are acting as guardian angels to our boys. or ready- cup of thin stale bread | Definitions, gave the young officer all the Cana-| crumbs, 1 cup grated cheese, 1 table- spoonful of butter. Break the macar- oni in 2 inch pieces or buy a package ways cut to size--and cook in boiling bear another's troubles with equanimi- of Milk Ready-Cuts--which are al-|t¥: others where to give their money. A philosopher is a man who dan A philanthropist is a man who tells utes. cold water feaspsquta] of a teasp: eggs, 2¢ in 1 teaspoonful been mixed with water, sauce with half the cheese in it, Put crumbs into melted butter, maining cheese to them and spread Zz this mixture over that in the dish. salted water until soft, about 20 min- Pour into a colander and run through it. tered pudding dish and thoroughly stir mustard which has Rice Griddle Cakes: --Turn into a mixing bowl one small cupful of cook- ed rice, free from I lablespoohtals of melted butter jon 2 molasses, a of salt, ky well 8 of flour sifted with? tea- spoonfuls of baking powder, and suf- i ficient cold, sweet milk to form a pan-| cake batter. ously and fry on a hot griddle, Serve Beat' the mi 30 300% 8s They nteituiced, ap stan: rs 'the ove 'them. , "Battermik Coolest cup ir: A pacifist is a man who permits eiers to fight his battles. v Thomas: "Why in the~world did you name your baby 'Bill'?" 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