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'H The Man in Grey d The big warder and the little Seasonable Dishes. Peach Salad.â€" Scald and peel large, For Mothers. Tea is poison to a baby. No meat should be given to a child ! Pieces of raw potatoes clean an in- jj,g moor. ripe fruit. Cool and remove stones, and fill with blanched almonds, or stick full of shredded almonds. Cover with French dressing made with lem- on, then with whipped cream or cream mayonnaise. i • Steamed Blueberry Pudding. â€" One , , , _ cupful milk, two eggs, one cvipt^V ^''^er i'.uvje^rsotnge blueberries, rolled crackers or sifted | graham bread, one teaspoonful salt, one-half cupful sugar, two table- spoonfuls melted butter. Beat eggs and add milk, with salt and sugar. Stir in berries and enough crumbs for drop batter. Steam one hour. Serve ; • i,„ ♦„ .»,« with pudding sauce. About one pound f «", heavy, impure a.r sinks to the of bread crumbs will be needed. , "°°'' '^y^'- . ^^, .,, , , , „„ „,„ Celery and Cnion Salad.-IJice crisp ! Feeding-bottles with long tubes are stalks of celery and mix with game «" dangerous that in France they may amount of diced Spanish onion (or("ot be sold or used, less, depending on which you prefer i horse was almost opposite. Button saw the warder's arm outstretched, saw him snatch at the reins. The horse swerved, at the same time throwing up its head. Pender stumbled. As Button hurled himself i frantically over the wall, bruising his "r~; ~ , • f hpfore Vict walked side by side along the top \ ^Jj*"*' and bringing down half a dozen rly in the morning, and just before ,^ ^^^^^^^ Newtake, chatting amiably ^^"^l'^ "^ 'he loose stono, Pender went - â- â- â€¢-â-  ' as they went. '*"*"• They say that, deep in every prison- But still he had hold of the reins, er's heart, lies the desire for escape, [and his weight threw the mad brute If this is so, Jim Button was the ex- ' right off the far side. The off-wheel ception that proves the rule. Twenty- of the care lifted. There followed a seven of his sixty years he had spent i splintering crash, as the cart turned as his Majesty's guest in one prison right over, flinging the girl many feet or another; but most of them at Moor- lands, the big, granite pen on top of I oa the buds open. Cedarwowl scattered on the range gives a pleasant odor, and nullifies cooking smells. Heres a Free Treat for Your Canary ix>^^ fant's feeding-bottle better than any- thing else. An insect in the ear may be floated out by putting in a few drops of warm olive-oil. No child should sleep on the floor, This last term had been a long one. away. The horse, too, wont down, and lay struggling on top of a smashed shaft, with the harness in a tangle all and by perfect conduct he had risen to I around it, and Pender somewhere un- uppermost, celery or onion), and toss lightly in cooked salad dressing, after seasoning with salt and paprika. Dis- pose salad portions on crisp lettuce leaves, tuck a radish rose or two to | one side of celery and onion mixture, I and serve. I Children should not be hotter than adults â€" the temperature should be from 98.6 to 99 degrees. Swedish mothers put money into their child's first bath, believing that this brings future wealth. Mothers in Greece, before putting the dignity of the grey dress and all the privileges pertaining to it. He earned real money nowadays, nnd was allowed to spend a shilling or two monthly on small luxuries from the prison canteen. He had a special job as shepherd, and far more person- al liberty than is the lot of many so- called free men. At the present moment he was en- larging on his pet grievance to his companion, big Sam Pender. "I don't see for why they should drive me out," he was sayng in his quick, jerky way. "See what it costs the country. First I got to crack a Peach Fritters.â€" Skin three or four j three times, small peaches and cut into small ; ^PJI't^- ,, , ,, ,_ pieces. Mix and sift one cup flour. I Green wallpapers should never be one and one-half teaspoons baking i "»«!»>"« """.^ry. as some contain powder, three tablespoons powdered """"^ sugar and one-fourth teaspoon salt. their children in the cradle, turn round | crib so as to come back, then there's This is to ward off evil ! the trial, then sends me to do my separates, arter that I got to come back here, and start all over as a in- termediate. 'Tisn't right, I tell you, They ought to let a bloke stay on Add one-third cup milk gradually, stirring constantly, and one egg well beaten; then stir in prepared peaches. Drop by spoonfuls into hot deep fat and fry a delicate brown. Drain on i brown paper, sprinkle with powdered sugar and serve on napkin with lem- on 01- vanilla Kauce. Scalloped Tongue. â€" One cup chop- ped cold tongue, one and one-half cups cream sauce, three eggs, one-half cup boiled rice, one If a piece, on being burnt, { sir. smells of garlic, arsenic is present. __ + â€" ^ FALL FASHIONS HAVE MANY der its beating hoofs Button reached the spot before it could rise, and flung himself on its head. But the mischief was done. Pen- der was flat on his back, with his left leg twisted under him in an ugly fashion, and his face white with pain. The girl lay motionless on the hard turf under the wall. "Is she hurt bad? Is Issie hurt?" demanded Pender. He tried to rise as he spoke, but fell back with a grroan. "It's Issie Bowden, my sister Kate's daughter," he explained. "I always telled Joe Bowden he never ought to let her drive that vicious brute." I "I'll see in a minute," panted But- j ton, struggling with the harness. "Be { you much hurt, sir?" DELIGHTFUL NOVELTIES. Many have been the fashion chang- â-  es this season. Some have been good, I some bad; some permanent, some {ephemeral; some beautiful and some ugly. A feature of the Autumn frocks that will be seen largely in u -'i"K^;it^".j silks and chiffons is a novel dis- hard boiled ^. . ,. t j- . « tinpuishing armscye. Ladies Home Journal Pattern, No. 9042, above not "Broke my leg. Both bones, I reck- if he's a mind to." on. Feels all loose like." "Don't you worry. Button," an- 1 Button had managed to get the swered Pender kindly. "They'll may- ' traces unfastened. Keeping tight be send you to Camp Hill this time, i hold of the reins, he cleverly extri- There you'll have your 'baccy and your ' gated the horse from the ruins of the Brock'* Bird Seed and a Cake of Brock's Bird Treat Give Dick this special treat. The attached coupon mailed to u« will bring a generous sampleâ€" a week's supply â€" of Brock's Bird Seed and a cake of Brock's famous Bird Treatâ€" FREE. Brock's contains nothing but clean, fully ripened seeds and grain, rightly proportioned. Also every package contains a cake of Brock's Bird Treatâ€" a splendid tonioand a dainty dessert for your pet. If you prize your bird, and want its plumage to bo bright â€" Its so.ng clear and sweet â€" ask for Brock's Bird Seed. Send for this free sample and Dick will sing his thank*. m BINL5E ID JVfcAolaon A Brcrk, 'D Fnmcit St., Tttronle, Ont. PUuM forward fn» packagm «/ Broek't Bird S»*d, with eak* t/Brvck't BIrdTrtat. Naxm - Adddrt* -...,..«. ................ tablespoon melted butter. Butter bak- 1 , , ,. . ,,...-,. . u 4. •.. ing dish, put in alternate layers of "^li^^^^ll'^'lltJif 5„!l tlf Jl^IlL'I tongue mixed with cream sauce, chop- ped eggs and a little rice, seasoning has a very smart new skirt opening in front, and a deep hip yoke in girdle own garden." "Will I have my sheep? That's what I wants to know." Pender did not answer. His atten- tion had been attracted by a small car which whirled in a cloud of dust along the road that run at the top of the Newtakb. "Dr. Styles, ain't it?" he said. "Wonder where he's been to?" "He's a-coming back from Valo I cart, and, leading him across to the ] gtreet i then he was past and in the village : the biggest with the wall, made him fast to stone he could see. "There, you brute, run away that if ye can!" he growled. Then Button went across to girl. She lay on her face, with arms spread out, and so quiet that for the moment the little convict was horri- bly afraid she was dead. He lifted her pity. But we'll do our him through." best to pull Royal," answered Button .promptly. ; gently, and, to his great relief, saw to taste.' Sprinkle bread crumbs and^^^}^- The lower part of the skirt is "Gaunter, the blacksmith, was took that she was still breathing, grated cheese on top and bake until to extended in cascade effect. It cuts in } sick ,. u. 1 Tj 1 1 i sizes 32 to 42 inches bust measure, l.Kht brown Ham may be used, to .^ ^.^^ 3 ^^ ^, 33. advantage this way |, ^ J^ j , j^j^'jy ^^ ^^ gg. Bean Soup.â€" Wash, pick over and ' ' put beans on to cook over a slow fire in about twice as much cold water as beans. Change water after first five minutes' boiling, using hot water for second cooking; add pinch of baking soda as large as bean and one-half teaspoon finely chopped onion, and cook two hours slowly. Add one- fourth pound sliced bacon to soup and cook :jntil beans are tender. Skim bacon, out, crisp it in frying pan and fry one-half cup stale bread cut into cubes in hot bacon fat, browning them well. Keep them dry and hot in oven until time to serve soup, then place a few in each soup plate. Mutton Stew with Salt Pork.â€" Buy one or one and one-half pounds of diced salt pork to every four pounds of shoulder of mutton. Have mutton cut in small pieces for stewing, and roll pieces in flour. Remove fat from mutton, put salt pork on to fry, add mutton and saute until slightly brown brown. Have ready one onion, peeled and diced, one green pepper with â- ~seBd« removed and diced, two peeled carrots, sliced lengthwise, and peeled potatoes, enough for family's needs. Add onion, pepper, carrots and one potato, diced, to contents of pot, sea- son, cover with boiling water and let cook slowly until mutton is almost done; add remaining potatoes and cook until potatoes are done, adding more boiling water if necessary. Serve with mutton heaped in middle of dish, surrounded by potatoes, carrots and rim of parsley, and pass gravy in separate LswI. Those who do not like No. 9042. inch chiffon for sleeves, and 1% yard 24-inch net. Patterns, 1.5 cents each, can be pur- chased at your local Ladies' Home .,,„,,. , , . Journal Pattern dealer or from The mutton will find this way of making u„^g p^tt^,.„ Company, 183-a George Pender looked at him with a cer- i tain wonder. "How the mischief do you know that?" he asked. ' Button's small, brown face wrinkled j in a grin. "He's Principal-warder Brennan's ' uncle, sir. That's how I came to j hear." I "Seems to me, there isn't much you j "Is she bad hurt?" came Pender's voice from the road. "Knocked silly, she be," answered Button. "And a great, nasty cut on her head." Pender groaned. "And I can't do nothing to help her," he said. "Don't you worry, sir. I'll go along and fetch the doctor." "It's a mile back to the prison. Like- don't hear," retorted Pender. "Now, jy jjg.jj ^^ ^^^ j^^^^ „ you go out over, and fetch them ; ..j^„_ ^^ ^^^.^ J.j, ^^^^ j^;^ ^,^„g ewes. I ve got to see how much hay s ;„ ^^^.^ ^^^,^„ ^^^^^^.^^ Butt„„ ^^n. fidently. "I'm a-going left in the sheep pen in the next field." i He walked away towards the op- posite wall, and Button started down hill, whistling as he went in a queer, I sing-song fashion. | "The sheep lifted their heads, and | began to move slowly towards him. ' They knew the call, and Button him- ! self was not a little proud of the fact that he needed no dog to drive them. A sound broke on the stillness of i the quiet afternoon. A loud clatter of j horses' hoofs, a rattle of wheels. But- | ton looked round sharply. The first thing he saw was Pender sprinting for all he was worth towards the low wall which bordered the road; the second, a two-wheeled farmer's gig, with a big, ugly bay horse in the shafts, coming down the slope from Right in front was a street-cleaning party in charge of three or four ward- ers. The lags scattered wildly at But- ton's mad charge,' but the warders, rifles in hand, ran out into the middle of the road. "Stop!" shouted one, in a perempt- ory tone. "Crikey," muttered Button, sudden- ly realizing the situation, "they thinks I'm doin' a bunk." "Stop 'im yourself!" he shouted back. But the clatter of the horse's hoofs drowned his voice, and, as the warder challenged a second time. Button saw him fling his rifle up to his shoulder. "Don't shoot!" he yelled. And, as the words passed his lips, there came the crack of the first dis- charge fired over his head. "Stop! It's Button!" cried another warder, nn older man, suddenly re- cognizing the flying flgure to ride this j It was too late. A second charge of 'ere horse back and fetch him." ' buckshot ripped the air, and the little As he spoke he was unfastening the 1 lag, without word or cry, toppled off reins. There were no stirrups, so he had to climb on the wall in order to mount but luckily the horse stood still. "Come up!" said Button, digging his heels in, and hauling the animal's head round. He had never been a rider, and it was years since he had been on a 1 horse at all. Without saddle or stir- I rups, he felt horribly insecure; but ! pretending a confidence he did not I feel, he kicked the horse hard in the ribs and forced him to a canter. j But Button was in a hurry. So, â-  raising the loose end of the rein, he the horse and fell in a heap at the side of the road. "You fool! Couldn't you see it was Button?" roared the elder warder, as he dashed forward, and flung himself on his knees beside Button. "Are you much hurt. Button?" he asked, anxiously. Button's eyes opened. He forced himsiJf to speak, but his voice was so low that the warder had to bend close to his mouth to catch the words. "Pender hurt?" repeated the warder quickly. "Where?" "Up by Urdle Newtake. Him and Issie Bowden. Send the doctor. I â€" come â€" for â€" help! The boss be run off!" His voice died away, his eyes clos- ed, and he lay very still. , , . „ . . , .^, "Back, all of you!" ordered the 1 h'^- h^ said with a -.^Ai^r- cliuvT.lv iiHrly«oiiln<» t»»o fnn.l Well, I Will, Sir. the stew dish. gives new turn to an old Useful Hints. The best iron-cleaner is a piece of wire gauze. Tinned and bottled fruits should be kept in the dark. Fine cotton is better than silk for mending gloves. Artificial flowers can be restored by being held in steam. Tussore silk should be washed in bran water, and no soap u.sed. Street, Toronto. GERMANY'S NEW CARE. Teutons Now Instructed to Be Careful of Pens and Paper. A series of orders have just been issued by the Berlin municipality to its employees regarding the necessity of economy in writing materials. Beginning with writing paper, the order says: "The instruction already given that in petty cash notes and suchlike communications which can be Suede shoes can be freshened by be- ' put up {„ gjngle page only half-sheets Ing rubbed with sandpaper. ! of paper are to be used is still often Brown boot polish is excellent for disregarded. The cases, however, in polish'ng daik varnished doors. ! which a half, or even a quarter sheet Blue will not streak linen if a little ^f paper will suffice can be consider- Boda is mixed in the bltieing water. ably increased, for example, notices A paste of chloride of lime and of meetings. Of course, for taking water will remove ink-stains from sil- j „otes, making calculations, and so on, ver. j only scraps of paper are to be used." A pan of charcoal in the larder ; Next comes pencils, regarding which keeps everything sweet and whole- ; the order reads : "In future, however, some. I pencil holders are to be given out for A pinch of carbonate of soda added holding short stumps, in which way to soup will keep it from turning sour. ' the life of pencils can be considerably A warmed kiiifeboard polishes prolonged." the <lirection of Moorlands at a tor- "^^^^'"l ^"'^^'^ f V*!," I^l",!' .. • rifle nace Next moment it had bolted again. The horse was running away. He „ "^"" '^ /,« '^J'''*^ ^ th^."'" f '^^ had the bit in his teeth, and the only i S""°" .1:'=^)' «^!^' ^n** cut it again occupant of the gig, a girl, was quite ; R"" >t did. The air ru.shed past his , ^ , ^^ . ,^ unable to held him I **""'* ^^' crouched low on its back, with j warder sharply, addressing the con The setting sun was full on her °"® hand knotted in its mane, he tore ; victs, who were crowding round, face, and Button saw it, white and | ""^ards. He met no one, but from , "Stand back, you gaping idiots! Mr set yet with no sign of panic Her ' somewhere over the wall came a loud j Warne, you go for the doctor, and tell feet were firmly planted against the ! ^hout. him Mr. Pendsr's badly hurt up by da.sh-board she had a rein in each could not even see who it was, ' Hurdle Newtake, and Issie Bowden, hand nnd she was pulling with all ^"^ ^ moment later he was within [ too. And send an ambulance here as her might. It needed no more than I ^'^ht of the prison gates. He lay back, [ quick as you can. Though I doubt it's one glance, however, to see that she ' ""^ tugged with all his might, but , too late," he added regretfully, as he might as well have 'tried to stop a *his made no earthly difference to the speed of his mount. knives quicker, better, and with less labor. Powdered alum added to ordinary stove-polish increases the latter's brilliancy. To remove /at from soup, pour the soup througn a cloth saturated with cold water. A little piece of cotton-wool in glove-tips prevents holes being rubbed by the finger-nails. New tinware will never rust if rub- bed .with fresh lurd and baked in the oven before use. All white garments should be hung in the sunlight; all colored articles in the shade. • Herbs for drying should be picked Regarding envelopes, the order says: "Envelopes, if carefully opened, can be used again and again. In suitable cases also they can be turned inside out and the paper used again. i Sealing wax is only to be used on communications for outside address- es." Care is also enjoined with respect to ink, which is to be properly pro- tected against dust nnd evaporation. Inkpots are always to be covered over after use, even if only with a sheet of thick paper. Special aftention is given to steel pens, which me municipality declares iihould bo made to last at least a week. locomotive as the hard-mouthed, ter- rified brute. Button's heart stood still. For a moment he was unable to move. Then he, too, started running. He saw Pender gain the wall and take it in his stride. The galloping "Whoa, ye brute! Whoa!" he shouted. But the horse paid no more atten- tion than to the strain on the bit. Button had n glimpse of the horri- fied face of the-scntry at the gate; glanced at the small, crumpled figure lying so still in the dust at his feet. So, too, thought keen-faced Dr. Styles when, after attending to Pen- der and his niece, he hurried back to the prison infirmary, where his assist- ant was busy over Button. "A pity," he murmured â€" "a sad BIG GERMAN CEMETERY BEHIND THE LINES Pull him through they did, and in two months' time Button was a sound man again. Then one morning a visitor appear- ed in the infirmary, a tall, military- looking man, with a grey moustache and a pair of keen, blue eyyi. He was Colonel Peyton, the Governor of Moor- lands Prison. He halted by Button's bed. "Well, Button," he said, and there was a glint of a smile in those usually stern eyes, "the doctor tells me you are nearly well again." "I reckon he's right, sir," answer- ed Button. "I have a little surprise for you. In consideration of your prompt action and its unfortunate result, the Home Office have granted your release." Button's face, no longer brown, fell di.smally. "Do I have to go out, sir?" Colonel Peyton gave him a quick glance. "Don't you want to?" he asked. "No, sir," was the energetic an- swer. "Not now I don't. If they wants to do something for me, they better let me bide and look arter them sheep." "But suppose you had some sheep â€" outside, I mean?" "What's the good o' supposing, sir?" replied Button bluntly. "Who'd go for to trust me with sheep?" "I know of someone who would. He is outside now. Shall I bring him in?" Button only stared. i "Come in, Mr. Bowden!" said the colonel, turning towards the door. A big, red-faced, jolly-looking man tiptoed awkwardly in. "Be this the chap what saved my Issie, sir?" he asked. The colonel nodded. "He thinks that no one will trust smile. He turned to Button. "Will you take on with me at shepherd?" he asked. Button's face lighted up. "You means that?" he asked. "I do." "Then I'm your man, sir. I won't crack no more cribs." And as he is still at Bowden's Farm, he has kept his word. â€" London An- swers. BURIED TREASURE IS SAFE. Valuables Worth $250,000 Escaped Huns' Thieving. A refugee Belgian professor, who buried his entire fortune consisting of $250,000 worth of stocks bonds, jewels, gold, and plate, in his garden at Malines, before he fled from that city, has just received word from the United States Consul at Malines that his property is safe and has been taken under the guardianship of tha United States Government. The house was bombarded and later burn- ed to the ground, but the buried trea- sure in the garden was not disturbed, Some time after he reached London the professor went to the American Embassy, gave them a detailed plan of his hoi^-ie and garden, and told them where his treasure was hidden. The search was successfully carried out by the American Consul at Ma- lines, and the property is now regis- tered in his name, pending its release from German trusteeship when the war is over. "Say, Subbubs, I understand you have Wombat's rake." "I have." "If you'll lend it me occasion- ally I'll let you use Dingbat's lawn- mower whenever you like." Xlic picture shows a (iermaii I'cnieli'ry mnile in tlio opoii fti Ids bcUiuU niauy of the jrosses reirinieatal colors huvo beeu vnlntc«t. tlic JUius ill Aurtlieru .l-Vuiieo. ou "Tommy," said the Sunday school teacher who had been giving lessons I on the baptismal covenant, "can you I toll me the two things necessary to I baptism?" "Yes'm," said Tommy, I "water and a baby." /