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« • Gems of Peril /;., ll.\AI':i. Uu.iS HAll.hJY. SpoU Are "In" ..i ' Mil'.xiH. .< luldclMjll..!» In •â- '!• I .in I- o â-  wtt*»m >*1ms tN'U*'\«'H â- 'Iraiii'-'r' M.r tirollM r. I.ililli-, Willi tllr llllll'ilPI' uf ' â-  â-  iind Inter I'Hii Kdrll'" O" • ii ' lo kv< I' liK'i I'l'Mii it'lliiii;. ;':aiii< t"i iixi- IlK- I'liiii'-iis .lil- â-  ..I of rulii.K. wlilfli the imir- i.l-'il to l{«-t. Kill' In i;l"l«-«l ••> â- â€¢ IHiiiiT l(..w. II Miiiy'M |iani<-. i;u> ili.M-. ..111". II III III'. Ill' 'irl'ly. Itiii •â- â€¢ .hii'tltr. ul'i.ni iiuiiiy ><iirn. i.'- 1 â- .-. i.iiii Kii -..III. wilh u ttiiiiiiin I'rliii.l. ..liiT iir.l' rs liiiii mil niul nuikos â- :i.i 111 Ir. Unicf siv.irs !•• i"ui . . V li.iiii h" tlilliKd it: 11 Knl'l-<llKK' '"â-  Alurj Mii'l I'irk .)ii;i.T I l:.-|.aum- 1 in jPiilmiM ut H"\it-ii mil ri-fiiK'-H I I .. .. i., Oil. i.xiHt>'ii<-<; "f ThP Kly. I>lik ,,.iit MRiiln Willi liln fiiriiiiT HWii-t- . ,iii..|l:i Yulirti. li.i In Irvln-^ to ( ;! MM i,l: \\\ 1. (CoilL'U.) V.'. ;i, shu was sailiii;; in the nwrii i: ,'. piMbably on a \vilil-tt<>'>s« I'husc, ,j. flu* (•ouldn't back out lunv. TIuw %v.*al<l .-ha fi-rl, lhoii}{li, oiicc she h.i ! -j.-CTiJ this I'lalHiriitf woh she w :i'! â- ;;.iniiKi "i'"l .sfuU-ii her.-ii!l* in 11).' ...tru i.f it wilh thi- jjliraminj; Jiii" :â- â€¢ i-ubifs IIS bait, if The Fly faili'ii "i li|i.'i.r'.' .She alni'iKl «i(<liir(l shi> bu'l !i;it «>iiil)iivki'« on siK'b an in. ane ail .ciiluii'. Mu<:!i 1 ctltT 111 remain .->aff v at hoiiii' v.htre women be'onKed and iivf 111 th^iiight: of iMif's iwn Ih.'.i nil! ii!)t b(i mistaken, and df- . ly luughtil at. l.»iI•^ |iut hi^ hand on hers loi>l;''d al•r,l•^•tâ- v int ) htT faco. 'Why not fiii-Rft it?" he b..';;Ki'd. •â- ' >vish I could," .-!.<• mui-murid iiii- up)>ily. "But wc'vr made so ma"..v lars you'vi- no idoa what pri'para- if.ns luiVf li?en made. There's even 1 dicloirriiiih fn hi.K (•nliin--thi' cabin .vi.'ri> V:ii piiiK for himâ€"" Dir . jerked hi.s hand away "You'ri not «"'"« to tak • that- • I at anin,:il on board? A.ss<>cia:e .vith hiiM? Wiiy, he's â€" scum! If he's no more Ihan a jrigolo, he's not the sort yo', ou{:ht to be seen with ! I'd Irii.st him no more than I'd trust a snake. l'"or all you know he may he â- I bank robber- a thief â€" an impo.'?tor I.f the V ir.st order â€" " 'â-  ". I 1 IT," Mary supplied gent- l:-. â- â€¢K.i.i: a nurdercr," Dirk aKTe.!d lii.tly. "I won't have him around you! Uy George, I thought old .Jupiter had ..:(ini(' s'-nae, but â€" " "\'a\ talk," she interrupted, "as if I ivvTc jjoin-,? to be the only one on :ht- boat. There'll be Uruce, and the I'ount*".'!, b"«idp.''. Mr. .Jupiter and the • ri'Vi "Tlu> < iiuntcss? Who's she?" ' .'i?y ihajirron, darliii(>:. And if you lion'l ;liink that'.s funny you should know her. Shc'.s ;> friend of Hruce'.s. I mustn't tell you all I surmise about her i.r you'll Ihink I'm as oad as that Town Tattle chap . . Kossijiintf away wiihiiiit anythinjc to prove it. But I Jo think she'.s the rea^^on Bruce ha.s -iluyed in Kurope â€" one of the reasons. .She hates New York and Americana. .She only came over to protect her pro- jHi.y -to .see that no smart youn;? ileliutante grabbed up her Brucey-boy and ran otF with him to the altar. So far be" had sense enough not to man;, her. But how she hates irie!" Alaij made a wry face. "Why should she hate you?" asked hirk. •'.Sho thinks I'm alter the Jupiter II oiiey. Wor.se â€" she thinks I've al- riady liaKifi'd it. J. J. worked himself nilo .suih a fury at Bruce that, out if >i)ile, as much a.s anything euae, he ade a new will. . . ." Dirk stared. ".So that'.s what the >li) b.<y was doing in the office bright md early .Saturday morning!" "Yes. Didn't your father tell you?" "No." He seemed strangely dis- â-  iinlited: "But then â€" I haven't seen hini alone since. I left while Jupiter van there." "Yes I know. Your father said .oii'd gone away â€" for the week-end." â- ^he felt again the stab of jealousy hat hail gone through her at sight of Bruce on Cornelia Tabor's tenni.'j- •c'lrt. Dirk looked at her cautiously but r.id nothing. Mary tried to keep her Y, inner casual, her tone light. "Did you have a good time? I'm irribly jealous, of course. You know hat," she said banteringly. Dirk fished for a cigarette, lean-.-d lack. "You needn't be," ho returned r iiflerenlly. "It wasn't a pleasure np. It was stern duty." "Duty?" Indignation got the bct- •r of her. "It was your duty to play ; nnis with Cornelia Tabor?" Apparently it did not surprise Be Proud iffi^B of your Baking vSK^^S You'll (et a crrat â-  ' ^^^B ilirlll out of preparing â-  ^^^H niiw, ilollcioup, t m- Wt^^^^ umlcul JlKhes. Thebig, ^^^^^ nuw I'urlty Cook lloo'c .iitul.iH 743 IvHleil family recl|>e< , lach >>iih .. (liiiplA Htepby-Dlnp miithod wlilcti I Hurea au.-coaB. A completa course In ii..iiie C'Wk«ry â€" Ur'aJ. easily, cakea, h<nn», laiadi. dMMrts â€" «v«rylhlng! i|i.-i.a Oat nt any pa*i, eaa< v ir." type, XI. -line proef cover. Took two 'eara to 'inipleltf. Very popular every* hero, iii<iuH«n<la have jli^ady I n Bold. Well worth l^iiu a copy, i^ddreaa: iv.x(«rn Caruda ITIour Mlllii Co. Limited, D .>l. ."i7. Ti.ronto, i)ntarl . Sent Postpalo (or BOo ISSUE No. 50â€"32 him much thai she knew where he had been. ".Not that, exactly. But the rest of it was. Politeness Bcntcnctd me to tw.. days at hard lab<ir, nothing les.s. Con calle<i mc she wa.s desperate and I pretty well had to go Some flame â-  t Kthel's had dis-appointcd her at ll'c lasL miiua.. and he hud to have an- other man." Mary «as col ily furious. "That's a likely story of Con's' â€" I don't believe a word of it," -h.^ e\clainied angrlK. "She just wanted to get you there." "You're crazy," Dirk rejoincti mild- ly. "No, it was true enough. It was that .count chap Kthel met in the .-speakeasy. She's been chasing him ragged. Finally she got him to say he'd come for the week-end. He made Connie tell him who the guests were t.> be. She had to read the list to him before he'd say he'd come. Kotten little snob. Can you beat it?" "Well, why didn't he conic, then? Did the Vanderbilts steal him or what?" .She wasn't really interested, but she wanted to believe well of i>oth Dirk and Connie if she could. Thi.i craxy jealousy that flamed up when ever she saw the two togethm- or heard Dirk speak Connie's name was like a painful sickness. She wanted to be inoculated against it if pos.sible. And perhaps it was true ... a ca- pricious house-guest like Ethel ... a manless emergency . . . and Connie always had depended on Dirk like a brother . . . perhaps there was no guile there. ".She should ha\e asked nie, too, though," she was thinking reliellious- ly. "Oh, he's oji of little Ethel's life for good," Dirk explained. "Called home to Argentina to settle his esUUe or something. She'll never see hlni again, and a darn good thing. Con's mother was worried sick for fear Ethel would elope with him." He was holding her hand and strok ing it gently wilh the other, just as he always did. Was it absent-minded- ness, or had his stiffness melted for good? Mary relaxed happily against the pillows and listened, with only half her mind attentive to what Dirlc was saying. Ho looked down at her, smiling. "Too bad," he said. "He was so anx- ious to meet you, too." "Meet me?" Mary sat up. "Sure, you. Ethel took mc aside and told mc. Connie never would have peeped. It made her furious, na- turally. Ethel said when she came t) your name on the guest list, Count What's-His-Nanic wanted to know if you were the Miss Mary Harknesi? who.se picture ho had seen in the pa- per. She said you were, and what about it, and he began to kiss his fingers to the ceiling and exclaim 'Ah, ravishing! Charmantl' and all that. .â- Vnd right away he said he'd come. Burned Ethel up but she was glad to get him on any terms." He grinned down at her t«asingly. "You've got quite a rep, kid!" Humanly, Mary smiled. It was rather delicious revenge to have had that happen to Connie. But then, Connie had had Jier revenge by asking Dirk. The score was even. "She didn't u.sk me," Mary mur- mured, puzzled. "Was that why?" "Wellâ€" no," Dirk flushed. Then he burst out, "What could I say? That we'd had a fight? I told her you'd gone to Hot Springs for a few days to rest. That was when she asked me to fill in." He looke<l at her apologetic- ally. "Takes soinebody with a strong constitution to get along with Ethel. She has to be slugged every so often to keep her in her place." Mary laughed. "And you're the brute to do it," she agreed. "But who was this other chap?" Somehow the episode did not ring entirely true • . . something about it had set her to wondering. She looked at him with earnestly puckered bt-ow. "It couldn't have gotten out about the new will leaving the Jupiter money to me, could It?" Dirk's scornful gesture didn't en- tirely reassure her. "When was this invitation given, Kriday?" Mary pursued thoughtfully. I)e Loma. De Ijonia. Where had she heard the name? "The Miss Hark- ne«s whoso picture he had seen in the papers." That must have been those awful Friday storie« about her and the Jupiter nceklace. Suddenly she knew. . . De Ix>ma wa.s tho name given in the racing papers as the own- er of The Fly's horse, Im Mosca! Could It be the same man? Was De I-oma The Fly? CHAPTER XXVII. Mary was convinced beyond any doubt that the Count Enrique De liOma whom Ethel was infatuated with was The Fly. And Cornelia Ta bor bad barely missed having him In her house a.s a week-end ^estl It was frightful, and it was laugh- able. But most of all it opened up a new vi«w of The Fly and his meth- ods. So that was his game â€" trieldng .silly society girls with the old, old title racket! Whether his name waK really De Ixima did not matter; prob- ably it was an alias. If to. it waa a A coat of black, rough wool with piifi' sleeves and scarf, col- lar and iiHiff of leopard Is a popu- lar number iu Paris. An antelope beret completes the outfit. new one, for Bowen had .searched po- lice liles for a record of a man by that name and found nothing. Also â€" and this gave tier renewed heart for the chase â€" it was probably the name he would continue to use. She dared not tell Dirk what she was thinking. He would think her utterly mad, looking for The Fly and finding him in every stranger who crossed her path. But thero were some questions .she simply had to ask. "Did you see him at all â€" De Loma?" "No." "He didn't give- Ethel his picture or anything?" "No." Then he added pettishly: "What do you care, anyhow? Not going to fil! for him, too, are you?" She looked reproof at him. But the thoughtful pucker aid not leave her brow. "When did he call up and te'.', her he wasn't coming?" "I don't think he did," Dirk an- swered after a moment's hesitation. "I think she said he failed to show up and when she called his usual hang-out they told her about his fa- ther dying and his having to go home to look after the estate." He looked at her. "You think he just ran out on her? Maybe he did. But I'd go to South America myself to get away from that young catamount. No mat- ter how many millions her dad's got." (To be continued.) Who Wants Fog? London's "Worst Ever" Last- ed from November to the Following February The latest achievement ot science in Soviet Russia Is the manufacture of urtlflcial fog In a Leningrad labora- tory, writis Lonlon "Answers." It is ono whcih will arouse no enthusiasm outside Russia. To Londoners fogs Dame Nature produces aro enough â€" or rather, too mU'.;h. Tho popular supposition is that the banishment of coal grates would elim- inate the fog nuisance. As It happens, that isn't true. Fog is prevalent In the country, as well as in town, and 1. would still occur even If Loal fires were abolished. It Is caused In variety of wny.^, ono of the most frequent being tha sudden cooling of the air that Is sr^turatud with in- visible water vapour Part of this vapour then takes visible form, and tiny drops or particles ot water be- come suspended In the air. Actually, then, a fog Is a cloud that has formed on ground level, Instead ot In the sky. And the water In it Is quite sufliclent to blanket out the sur- roundings, without any assistance from smoke or t < . November is the worst month of the year for togs In Britain's big cities. After this montli Is over, tho number of fogs declines grtdually until the middle of February. But at least once â€"In 1879 â€" Ivondon experienced a win- ter of almost continuous fog. It start- ed In the beginning of November, and lasted practically until February, 1880. Anoi'ier such winter it not likely .0 occur again. And even when the weather forecast predlctb "fog," things may not be quite so bpd as they sound. Ottlclally, It Is a fog If you can't >ee a house or tree agalns. the sky at a distance of 1.000 laetru . That's - good bit uve a thousand yards, so the coudittou migbt easily be tiilfllled without pedestrians, or even motorists, being unduly worried. And at sea November is one ot the clo.irost niontlis of the year â€" the worst tirao for cean fogs ip spring and sul- nier. Honesty A saiiit'i lift) in one man may be loss than common honesty In another. From us, whose consciences He has reached and enlightened, Ood may look for a martyr's truth, a Chris tian'i unworldly simplicity, beforo He will place us on a level even with tho average ot the exposed classes. â€" J. 11. Thorn. Superstitious? Are you superstitious'^ Do you, for ir.stance, avoid walki.ig under a lad- der? If so, do you know why it is said to be unlucky? Thi.s is the rea- son given by Sir Charles Igglcsden in "Those .Superstitions." "The dread of passijjg under a lad- der has been looked upon by many in a material sense â€" the avoidance of anything falling from the hands of the painter, the bricklayer, or the man with the hod when a.-><u-niling the ladder â€" but the superstition arises from the fact that when the ladder leans against the wall it forms a tri- angle, and is thus symbolical of the Trinity. The ordinary layman of olden days would, therefuie, consider himself- debarred from passing through this sacred arch." THE SUPERSTITIOU.S TIIIKK. A Scotland lard det<'<'tive once gave Sir Charles an extraordinary ex- ample- of the lut'der superstiti'n. A theif who was jeing chased "suddei.ly found that he ^.ud passed under a ladder. Although the police were close upon him he turned ijuick- ly, came back u.ider the ladder, and then rushed into the road lo pass it. This delay was frtal. He was caught and his remark, laconically uttered., was: 'We!l, it's better .o be copped than have bad luck all my life.' " Possibly he did not know that all would have been well if he had crossed his fingers after pa.ssing under the ladder â€" some people say you should i;«.ep them crossed until you see a dog! This same detective told .Sir Charles tlat most criminals are superstitious, and that few well-considered crimes, such as burglaries, take place on a Friday. SIR MALCOLM THE FATALIST. Sir Charles once asked Sir Malcolm Campbell whether he was supersti- tious. Sir Malcolm said that lie wasn't, but u.'ded that he believed in luck, and was a fatalist. He said that "every time he started on a sped trial he felt that Fate had already deter- mined if it should be his last. Nothing could make him swerve from the feel- ing tha^ his end was foretold. Nobody who has passed close to tho valley of death could believe otherwise. "But I am no fool fatalist," iie added. "When I cross the street I look on iither side. Before driving my car I I isonally inspect every bit of the ii;achinery.' " IRVING AND THE PEACOCK ' FEATHER3. The Stage, even today, po».se.-;.ses all kinds of strange superstitions. Whist- ling, says Sir Charles, is barred in most dressing-rooms, a.nd if a first night happens to be on a Friday, act- <rs and actresses step oui of their dressing-rooms left foot firovl A pea- coi'k's feather ir a theatre • regard- ed with horror, "and Sir Henry Irving oiue cau.sed a sensation by se.iding a polite note t.o a lady in the stalls at the .•'fsi. of the first act of 'Othello.' On ' ho slip of paper he wTote' "For God's .akc take your peacock fciither fan out of the V' eatre to prevent disa-ter.' The good lady meekly called an attendant and handed her the fan. But the ghl drew back in horror. The lady herself, rather than make a scene, \\ Mit to tha entrance of the theatre and throw her far into the road." As a contra .1 to Irving -hore is a story of Lord Riberts and tlio super- stition about khe ill-luck that follows a dinner party of thirteen people. He I scd to tell how "he and twelve brother officeiT. dined together just b..>fore the Afghiin War, and, although they fought in that canii aign, all were alive eknen years uftc-v^rds." Again, as a contrast, Sir l^harles says that he was speaking "to one of our best-known authors, a:.d ho told me that for very good reasons he d"oaded to see a black moth in his houc. Twice the advent of such a moth had precotled a death in the family." COURTING BAD LUCK. Some of those who read this book will find that thty have been courting bad luck all their lives. If a girl "sits on a table while talking to a man she will never be marrie<l. A girl is also running tho risk of spinsterhooci should she fa'l to look towards the north when she goes cut of the house before breakfast. If you trip when going upstairs it means a wedding in the house, the bride or bridegroom be- ing the next sir.gle person to follow the tripper." Again, if whtn dres.ing you place a button "into the wrong buttonhole it will bring bad luck, just as hooking the wrong eye is disastrous. Should cither of these accident* occur, however, you can ward off ill-lucl: ly taking off the , nriiient and puttii-t it on ;'.new." Sir Charles *«lls us that le camf I.- -oss a curiour. old Scottish custom which is said to bring grooj luck to a bride and bridegroom. During the present year a Tcottish policeman was to be married at Strathspey, and friends on the eve of the wedding went to his house and the house of tho bride. he two were stretched full length upon the floor, their feet made .inre, and then smeared v.'ith soot and bl.icking. Afterwards the.i were comniaiuiod li stand up and receive itmllar treat inent to their .a i." Afterwards the samf cereir.ony was carried out will- the best man an I ll.e bridesmaid. An equ; 1 y !d cu: "oi 1 in a Stafl'ord?i.ivc family was f i "a bridcgrooiTi t • take !iis young wife The Household Word For Tea "SALAM • TEA "Fresh from the Gardens" An Understanding of Children From very early college days be- gan to emergo that beautiful side of Lewis Carroll's character which after- wards was to be, next to his fame as an author, the one for which he was beat knownâ€" his attitude to- wards children, and the strong at- traction ihey had for him. 1 shall attempt to point out the various lu- tluences which led him m this direc- tion; but If I were asked for one comprehensive word wide enough to explain this tendency of his nature, 1 would answer unhesitatinglyâ€" love. . I think children appealed to hioi because ho was pre-eminently a teacher, and he saw in their un- spoiled minds the best material for him to work upon. In later years one ot his favorite recreations waa to lecture at schools on logic; he used to give personal attention to each of bis pupils, and one can well imagine wilh what eager anticipation the children would have looked for- ward to the visits of a schoolmaster who knew how to make even the dul- lest su:)ji.it.s interesting .m. Again, children appealed aesthetic faculties, for he -^ . admirer of the beautiful form. Poetry, music, the a delighted him, but picture.= r: all put together. I remem!"; showing me "The LaJy • Lilacs." which Arthur }l\. painted for him. and how with liiti'ii.je pleasure on Un Contrasts of color which it â€"the gold hair of a girl sth. against the purple of li!,' But with those who And in s.. as these a complete sati.sfr their desire for the beuuii:!-.. no sympathy. . . . Again, tli6 reality ot ch^ pealed strongly to the simp'.: Kenuineness of his own uat ;: lieve that he understood even better than he under-: and woineii; civllizaiiou he adult luinianity very iiicom; ble.â€" From "The Life and L Lewis Carroll," by Stuar- CoUingwood. .Aliasing, :o hit .' ;i keei( I. everj .-;.;iia, alt : re tha> bis one* -•;ii th< c:-.'-^ bal -'i dwel tillUlsltl :'7iitalae4 - iing otf - ^ i.i.ssom u ihiugi â- . tlon o( 1 he bal .run ap. : uty and :e 1 b«. .'bitdrea J >d mea mad<i cehensl- jrtcrs ol riodgsoi iiuwn the handrail of the ancieni stair- case. In the ha!i stood the best man, and it was his dvty to catch the couple in his arms ind then slide astride rs they ended the journey A dis- astrous end of the ride shouid the best man be a little icilow and tho newly- married couple somewhat 'lulky!" ITCHINGS. Itchings in various parts o-. the body are ssiid to have certain significances. L "the left jalm of the hi.t.d itches you will have to pay money, if the right, "ou will receive money If the knee itches you will uneel in a strange churcu, if the sole of the foot you will walk r /er strange ground. . . . Here is a rhyme on the sa;.-.e subject; "If youi nose tches, your riouth is in daiger, You v/ill see a fool, or .-ciis c stran- ger." The v.hite specks on the 'i,.ger- nails, too. have special meanings tissigned to them, and moles are said to mean all kinds of thing., according .v, their po- sitions on the Ijody. ,» Sabbath Twilight A Sabbath stillness broods o'er all the land â€" The softly misttd bills afar are blue, Tho sunset fires by fairy hands are fanned, The hazy marshes cold and wet with dew. A cricket chirps, a plaintive robin sings, And gleaming where the sun has sunk to rest Beneath the sombre twilight's wide gray wings, A single brilliant star shines lu tho west. A vague wind whispers to the nod ding trees While Night In sable robes comes out the west And like a priestess chants on bend- ed knees Her rosary that puts sweet day to rest. Nature's cathedral filled with tra grant balm, I feel His Presence in this holy calm. â€"Annette Thomas, Botha. Alberta. Rainy Night in the Country Over the rose garden the rain falls Softly; the warm rich earth flowers In odors of sweetfern and blossom; a bird calls. Hidden in green from slow showers. A first lamp kindles in the rain-gray night; Trees shimmer in the moist silvor, misty and cool; Meadows fall â€" over the low root of light Patter ot rain Is music, quiet and beautiful. â€"Carl Edwin Burklund, In "The Oypsy" Two Good Rules Life is a battle, as <:\:-. iiuinaa being finds out somewheri. -.clweea the beginning and the â-  •- H ot It.'' Every man and woman wbj U worth anything has fought through mor^ than one discouraging strut-g.'«; alone the way. The pu'jlisher of a i' -• jioderj magazine, who has fough: » h owi> way to success, quoteo tlie ;'nBr day two rules, which he sail 'ue has learned from an old cavalr- "uptatn and had found to be tli.- i-pst oa guiding aphorisms: First: "When in doubi. .:.rge." Second: "Admit nothing' '' be â-  hardship." The first rule appiie.- _â-  i.aion, the second to thoughtâ€" to z roldier- ly attitude ot mind. Taker, together, they eouip a warrior to Crriter any strugirle with more than .a clianee ol victory. They are equally "...inable, so the publisher assert'ed, to th^ inodoni business nan, sti-'.rigliu!; in. the press of work and r-orry; and they are certainly applica'. â-  to the daily dimciiUi?3 of lite. The worst obstacles. â- â€¢ > grow as one looks at them. o->.?:i melt away before a determ'n- J • hargd upon them. A man is n-.c-, often beaten by his fears tli \r. by hid enemy. As for ha.'dslii';^ many young people cheerful!;' -'udure, when on a camping trip •- an e3> cursioii, discomforts by ul:.j'd thej would be completely discii ;r:.:;'>d la dolus church worh, for e\;i-::yle Al- most nothing bearable is .-. : ardshlp to a determined and elu.vl^i '*111; and very few really unbea; ...U hard- ships ever controuc thr ;u>' son. To learn these rules, : them will be a help towa: ::!,-e pe^ - apply vi'tory. Miss Jones â€" "Ot cours. . ^ou've read 'The Mill on the Flos', : ' Mr. Smithâ€" "Can't 8a> ttiat I have. I don't care for pul-1!?til" Love's Nobility For this Is Love's nobilityâ€" Not to scatter bread and goM, Goods and raiment bought ^-. i sold, But to hold fast his simple ^•."« s* And speak the spech of Inro m«e. For he that feeds men sew-.^tl tow; He serves all who daros be :rae CROWN BRAND CORN SYRUP fjtfrifli whufcost fjl!^^ ihemost |ii^^ NouHskuuf and i^i^OeUciousFood It* CANAD.\ STaKCW CO.. tlmlin) MWTVUM, CM 4