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Jack's Adventures BY LURA E. BENNETT. PART L The engine choked, coughed, stran- gled, coughed again, and the low-hung, yellow roadster came to a standstill. As if that was not enough, bang! went a tire, "Misery likes company," murmured Dudley Martin, sliding from his seat to interview the engine, "What choked her, Dud?" asked Jack Allen, pausing to shake his fist at the flat tire. "You either feed her| too much or starve her." "Her ration was regular all the time," replied Dudley, scowling at the dead engine. He caught the crank, spinning it around. Another cough and wheeze, then silence, Jack glanc- ob. He finished, and no Dudley was i sight. "Jackie, your stomach is cry- ing for refreshments. I wonder. " He looked about. Across the fields was a substantidl looking farmhouse, He dug his hands in his trousers pockets. A surprised look swept over his face. He felt in the pockets of his coat, and roduced a quarter. "He whistled, He ad forgotten to bring any money! Then he frowned. "All right, Jackie," he told himself; "I foresee an adven- ture. Aunt Lucy's is too slow for me. I'll show myself and everybody else, that I can start out with a quarter, and work my way a hundred miles home." Taking a card from his pocket, he e, tl jwrote: "Dud: Sometime, somewhere, ed at the indicator. | we shall meet again. Shoot me for a This thing registers two gallons. deserter then, if you like. Do not look It said the same thing two hours ago.! for me, for I will not be found. Jack." I'll bet her 'grub' has 'gin' out," and, he proceeded to inspect the gas-tank.! "Tee-totally, Dud!" "How far back was that filling sta- tion?" | "A million miles, more or less," re-| turned Jack, and began to sing: "You're a million miles from no- | where, when you're one little--" The singer dropped behind the car, as al handful of dirt left Dudley's hand. | "Shut up!" he flung along with the dirt. "I say, Jack, where are we?" | "In the Sahara, I think. A sand-| storm just passed over," answered Jack, peeking over his bulwark, Dudley looked at the speedometer, | "A hundred and one miles! We've about forty more to go, to get to Aunt, Lucy's. Well, oldtimer, who goes for, gas?' | "Please, sir, I'd just as soon repair the damage to the tire, sir," returned Jack, his hands clasped in a devout! manner, "We'll flip," and Dudley produced a nickel. "Heads or tails?" "Heads, and you go," returned Jack. Dudley flipped, and heads won. "All right," he said, "I can get a| sandwich when I get there, So long." | "Gosh! Dud, I'd just as soon go." The reference to a 'am sandwich made his stomach sit up and take notice. "Goodbye, Jack. I hope you have the tire up when I get back," and Dud- | ley started off at a brisk pace. "Nasty business," muttered Jack, as he took wut the tools, and began his Placing the card on the car seat, and laying a stone on it to attract Dudley's attention, he vaulted over the fence and swung off across the fields in the direction of the farmhouse. Maida Carleton threw herself into a chair near the kitchen door, literally tired out. "Oh, dear! I wish mother was "here. The floor needs sweeping, all those strawberries to can, and five cows to milk to-night. Oh, dear!" A tear rolled over one cheek, another; and then a perfect deluge. A light tap on ~the screen door startled her. Hastily wiping her tears away, she turned about and encounter- ed the gaze of a strange young man. He rajsed his cap. "I beg your par- don, You are in trouble? Can I assist you?" Maida first thought him a tramp, but he looked too well-dressed for a real tramp. To be sure, there were grimy smudges on his face, hig clothes were dusty, but she decided he was no one of whom to be in fear. "If you know how to sweep, can strawberries, and milk cows, you can assist me," she answered, dashing aside a tear that would not be held back. "Is that your only trouble?" he in- quired. "That is easy. Now with me, I am in trouble--a serious trouble." Maida's Took was a question, so plac- ing his hand in the region of his stom- ach, he continued: "There is a terrible feeling of emptiness within me, and I have but a lone quarter with which to remedy my complaint." His glance For every wash-day meth INSO .1s ideal for any wash-day do not change any of your usual t + Rineo where you "method you use. You "have to steps-- use used to use ordinary soap. % od - It Washing Machine, sock. ou like to boil your white cot- be Rives will give you just the suds you toa cleansin . m. you use a washing follow the advice of the bi sg ig eS of the bie with this new kind of iE 2" Maida smiled, and wrinkled nose. "I am sick of strawberries." His hands went up in mock horror. "Shocking! how can you?" 3 She wrinkled her nose again. you had fo Pek, wash, san, Reserve, and a n other em ; milk cows, separate po all that, you would sick of them, and everything pn The wonder in his face was JBenu- ine. "Do you really do all that? She nodded. el he Went svar a week ago, to ip care for an y who is ill. The day after, father wrenched his ankle badly, and we have no hired man at present, so I have it all to do, and look after father be- sides." Jack was thinking. "Would you hire me to help you? I am honest, but I'm 'broke.' ¥ think I could learn to do all these things you mention." Maida saw that he was serious, "I will speak to father, presently," she said, I think he is asleep now. You may help hull these berries, and we will consider your lunch aid for." "You are very kind," he answered, his eyes following the t1im figure as she 'moved about. Presently there was a call from an- other room ,and Maida went in ans< wer. Jack worked steadily at the ber- ries, and when she returned the pan was empty. "Father says, if you do not look as if you would rob or murder us, or burn the buildings, he will give you a dollar a day and your board." "Done!" Jack exclaimed. yours to command." From across the field came the putt, utt, puttering of an automobile. aida glance] cut of the window, and Jack glanced over her shoulder. "There is a small yellow car on the other road," she announced. "Seems to be just starting off. Must have broken down." "Um, probably. I imagine those machines are troublesome," "I am hired man oo fie of oo eRe ' « i hope your curiosity is i M ite ed the scene stab door. "ag Bl " ] 3 i the. digesti on," oft fere dite t th t of his fr ask, 2 . _ » Ma h d ida handed him a and al pail. "Gan a aos And a BD {uirks were still PS. i $f "Oh! that is ea watched a moment playing about her sy," he said, and n hy seemed down--on the wrong side of the cow, of TE " ¥ dhs he said, and self up from the gutter. He was un- dauvuted, and started back. "Jackson, there is a right, and a wrong side to a cow," Maida's voice was shaking with laughter, ; Finally ack was settled. There was 11o sound of milk flowing into the pail; only a mumbling guttural voice coul be heard. "Miss Carleton? Does this cow milk?" - Maida suiptied her pail. She was shaking with mirth as she wa him. "You have the motion of milk- ling," she told him; "But squeeze, when Jour hands make the downward move." "Oh!" The 'squeeze' was so sudden mal, now surprised, simply pushed | him off the stool, but he came back, and managed to finish his cow by the time Maida, was through. At last the chores were finished, and Maida prepared a delicious sup- (per, It seemed to Jack, that he never {Felt s0 hungry before, and he did ample justice to the meal. (To be continued.) Feet--Minard's Liniment. For Sore LUNCH OUTFITS. My family belongs to a number of organizations--the farmers' club, the farm and the home association, church and literary societies and young peo- ple's clubs--at which pienic lunches are frequently served, outdoors in summer and during the winter in the community hall, the church or at the home of some club member, Often silver became mixed or lost and some of the best china broken; so I finally decided to get a complete outfit to be used: for this purpose. At the ten-cent store, plates, cups, knives, forks and spoons were bought for each member of the family; also bowls for salads and hot foods, several rolls of waxed paper for wrapping sandwiches, plain white paper nap- kins, a box of gummed labels with which to mark the dishes, and paper cups and a ball of twine, For thirty-five cents I got a large roll of white paper at the newspaper office. This comes about a yard wide and costs but ten cents a pound. It is used here for tablecloths at thresh- ing time and at informal affairs, and a table can be made to look very at- tractive with the addition of a few vases and baskets of flowers. Then it saves the housewife laundering linen cloths. A strong roomy basket was bought as a house-furnishing store and all these things put into. it, the whole go- ing into a convenient corner of the store room. - On the pantry shelf, ready for in- stant use, are a bottle of salad dress- ing, jars of potted meats and cheese, cans of pimentos, peanut butter, pickles and relishes, so there i§ no frantic rush when we are called upon to pack a lunch at short notice. FAMILY CO-OPERATION. mother ofgsevon children, six boy, the oldest thirteén nine er takes care of the chickens. Every evening one child plans what to do after supper, for we are never too tired4to play games, sing, read, pop corn or make candy.~Mrs. F. KITCHEN MEDITATION. When our two-year-eld baby climbs out of bed, he usually runs to the window and looks out. "Pitty day, Mama," he will say, "Pitty day." He has made me appreciate the "pretty days" and the beauty that it is our privilege to see and enjoy. Think how not see a pretty day. Sister Nellie just wishes her chil- dren's lives away. When they're ba- bies she wishes they were big enough to walk; ~when they'reé walking she wishes they were older so that they'd know enough not to run away; when| they're older she wishes they could go} to school, and so on. I suppose when they're getting married she'll cry and wish that they were babies again. - As Mrs. "Jake" and 'Mrs. "Louis" were coming home from the Sunday School picnic with me they were com- menting on Mrs. "Jim's" clothes, Ste must spend a lot of money for them; they "both agreed--she always looks s0 nice. Now I know that Mrs, "Jim" doesn't have anything nicer than either of them---she just takes better care of her clothes. But I don't quite like to tell them htat. ~~ | Grandma Jones was crying tha other day when I dropped in to ses ser.' It seems that when she had last visit- cd at her son's she noticed that the| of his father had large photograph keen taken down from the wall of the front room and ted to the attic. | "They aren't keeping pictures like th around any more: r." her ter-in-law Jane, Well, maybe. t Grandma, "But. I » glad to hold on left you and J : i yard. 3 i ahr Bd Jack after her.|™ the t was convulted with to flow into Maida's pail. Jack sat! the next instant he was picking him- and severe, that the usually mild ani-| . different life would be if you could! ow it once more and bake as you would any bread. 5 A lavish moon smiled down on every rook, i And lent her loveliness to each la- goon; Glowing at midnight like a rose at noon In lustrous splendour, she forgot to look On no least hidden and enchanted nook Which beauty makes her own. She bent to peep 'Wherever fragrant , asleep, And shim'ring silver on their petals ~ shook. | gardens lay chatting with the clouds, she drifted down The sky, where stars, like blossoms, Bay with bloom, > Lighted her way Into a weary town 80 dark with grime her Tays scarce pierced the gloom, And here she dropped a dower of sparkling beams, That all the children might have happy dreams! 8 Then, ~Charlotte Becker: Minard's Liniment Heals Cuts. His Answer, A young man who was deeply in love: with a girl who lived in another town decided to offer his hand and heart. So he went to the telegraph office and sent this message: "Will you marry me? Twenty-word answer paid for," : An hour later he got his answer: "You are too extravagant. Why pay for nineteen words too many? No." PT Self-confidence is only sometimes the result of actual performances;' more usually it's based on what we think we could, do if we get the ! chance. world 1s done on "| must ask--"How much respect have I ll you that. Only about |' e-seventh df the business of the cash. Six-sevenths is done on credit, which means good- Every. worker. wha, is ambitious the unprospected regions of the North, little faith can be put in them, and many Canadians have come td be that the mineral resources of th earned as well as my es? How much good-will have I stored up?" try are "unlimited." Of cour; is mot so, but such estimates CREAM our Cream to us and ob- been made more than prove that | report of the 'plonéer prospetto not exaggerated and in any were unduly conservative. : The Dominion's Production. At the present time mining opera - tions are carried on in all parts of the Dominion, and recent figures show that Canada with only .5 of the world's population produces approxi: mately 90 per cent. of its cobalt, 75 per cent. of its asbestos, 85 per cent. of its nickel, 12 per cent. of its silver, § per cent. of its gold, and 3.2 per cent. of its copper, According to the Bureau of Statistics, the mineral pro- duction of Canada, during the period 1910 to 1928, amounted to $2,309,446, 694, or approximately $265 per capita. "| Ontario led all other provinces with a | total of '$928,410,321, followed fn order of Importance by British Columbia with $446,916,322; Nova Scotia, $309, 985,457; Alberta, $263,070,383; Quebec, $220,362,300; Yukon, $64,177,154; Mani toba, $82,312,823; New Brunswick, $20,317,429 'and Saskatchewan, $13 895,505. In connection with Canada's output of gold and silver, it is of interest to note that Canada Is the third Jargest producing country. As the periadd from 1910 to 1928 is a fairly comprehensive one of the min. ing industry, a review of the annual production values shows a steady and gratifying increase from year to year. +/1n 1910 the yalue of the output was placed at $108,823,823. Two years later production had fncreased to $135, 048,296. At the ofitbreak of the war-- ~} 1914 --the yaliie of the output had de- j creased to $128,868,075, owing to the ; economic depressioin - prevailing at that time. However, the war brought about a greatly increased' demand for : minerals; and production fn the following years showed a steady * increase, until in 1918, when it amount fed to. $211,301,897--a new. high re cord. The following year recorded a sharp drop to $176,686,390; but in 1930 the value of output ros p tain the best results with high- Be a umber one guahty, re eans su , and eats charges paid. Write for CANS Now. 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