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Surpassing all others 1ft Delicacy and Fragrance. SEALED PACKETS ONLY EVERY LEAT PURB Woman's Sphere GREENMANTLE BY JOHN BUCHAN. (Copyrighted TiioniHs Nelann and Sons, Ltd.) WHEN THE CHILDREN HELP. "1 never did see such helpful chil- dren as Mrs. Blake's," observed one! acquaintance to another. "I chanced in there this morning, and I wish you! might have seen what they were each' doing to help with the work. Mrs.! Blake says she never could get along if they did not all help her, and she told me of astonishing things they do." "I expect that is why they do 10 much," smiled the other. "How do you mean?" "Why, they do things because their mother allows them to do them and expresses her appreciation. I think nearly all little children like to help until they are discouraged by their jlders. "I remember calling on Mrs. Blake when Laura was a tiny child. Laura had spent a strenuous hour or more in an attempt at making her mother's bed. 'Come and see how nicely Laura has made my bed," her mother in-j vited. And the child's little face radiated joy and satisfaction. I've al- ways remembered it, because it so forcibly reminded me of a time when j I had puffed and reached and laliored i to surprise my mother by making her h*d. 'Yes, dear, that's very nice," she (aid. Then, to my tragic amazement, he pulled the bed to pieces and pro- ceeded to make it according to her own notione. I was deeply hurt, for I had given my best. "After her notable maiden effort Laura often stood at one side of the bed to help mother with the making. And by the time she could properly reach she could make a bed correctly snd neatly. "It's really amusing the stunts those children spring on their mother, snd the perfectly game way in which the accepts them. She cheerfully looked through streaked windows for week after George surprised her by washing them one busy morning; and now she's reaping her reward, for George is proud to do them perfectly. he never murmured when Don lap- ped his Rowing of nasturtiums over her sweet peas. "That's the reason her children are helpful, if you ask me." G. L. S. A BROOM CLOSET. Brooms get tired ami soon sag if allowed to stand on their straws. Height enough to allow them to hang from a holder or from nails IB the first requirement for a cleaning cloiet This closet is meant to do for house- hold cleaning utensils what a kitchen cabinet does for kitchen tools, to gather them conveniently together in one place. WRIGLEYS After Every Meal Take it home to Ihe kids Have a packet in your pocket for an ever-ready treat. A delicious confec- tion and an aid to tho tooth, appotito, digestion. Sealed In its Purity Package 2 IN! Shoe Polishes More and Better Shines tothf Box A list of things which ought to go into such a closet includes two good 1 corn brooms, one of them covered with a cotton-flannel bag for dusting walls, mouldings or floors. Also are includ-j ed a dry mop for hardwood floors, and another mop and scrub bucket for floors that need mopping. A mop wringer is a recommended attachment for the bucket. Shelves in the closet allow conven- 1 lent storage space for bottles of such cleaning solutions as ammonia, and for soap solutions. A drawer or two comes in handy for cloths and dusters. If the house is equipped with a! vacuum cleaner, make room for that in the closet. In any event, make room for the carpet sweeper. If there are radiators, a narrow "radiator brush" is well worth having. If the house has an indoor toilet, bathroom tongs or a long-handled brush are re- commended. Generally, a closet the size of an ordinary door and about two feet deep ' will hold all this equipment, and not a few farmwives have found such closets of great value. They save time in looking for things, and they avoid having cleaning equipment, not al-' ways lightly, sitting around in odd corners all over the house. ISSUE No. 31 '23. A NEW APRON. 4022. The shaped bib and pocket* are novel and unique. This style is nice for all apron materials. It may be finished without the tie ends. Figured percale Is used in this in- stance, with a trimming of rick rack braid. The Pattern Is cut in 4 Sizes: Small, Medium, Large and Extra Large. A Medium size requires 2% yards of 40-inch material. Pattern mailed to any address on receipt of IBc in silver or stamps, by the Wilson Publishing Co., 73 West Adelaide street, Toronto. Allow two weeks for receipt of pattern. CHAPTER XL (Cont'd.) Peter and I, with a common im- pulse, took to our heels. We were not looking for any trouble with demoniacs. Up the steep narrow lane we ran with that bedlamite crowd at our heels. The torches seemed to have gone out, for the place was black as pitch, and we tumbled over heaps of offal and splashed through running drains. The men were close behind us, and more than once I felt a stick on my shoulder. But fear lent us wings, and suddenly before us we saw a blaze of light and we saw the debouchment of our street in a main thoroughfare. The othctfs saw it,. too, for they slackened off. Just be- fore we reached the light we stopped and looked round. There was no sound or Bight behind us in the dark lane which dipped to the harbor. "This is a queer country, Cornells," said Peter, feeling his limbs for bruis- es. "Too many things happen in too short a time. I am breathless." The big street we had struck seemed to run along the crest of the hill. There were lamps in it, and crawling cabs, and quite civilized- looking shopB. We soon found the hotel to which Ku- prasso had directed us, a big place in a courtyard with a very tumbledown- looking portico, and green sun shut- ters which rattled drearily in the winter's wind. It proved, as I had feared, to be packed to the door, most- ly with German officers. With some trouble I got an interview with the proprietor, the usual Greek, and told him that we had been sent there by Mr. Kuprasso. That didn't affect him. in tho least, and we should have been shot into the street if I hadn't rem- embered about Stumm's pass. So I explained that we had come from Germany with munitions and only wanted rooms for one night. I showed him the pass and blustered a good deal, till he became civil and said he would do the best he could for us. That best was pretty poor. Peter and I were doubled up in a small room which contained two cnrnp beds and little else, and had broken windows through which the wind whistled. We had a wretched dinner of stringy mut- ton boiled with vegetables, and a white cheese strong enough to raise the dead. But 1 got a bottle of whisky, for which I paid a sovereign, and we managed to light the stove in our room, fasten the shutters, and warm our hearts with a brew of toddy. After that we went to bed and slept like logs for twelve hours. On the road from Rustchuk we had had uneasy slumbers. I woke next morning and, looking out from the broken window, saw that it was snowing. With a lot of trouble I got hold of a servant and made him bring us some of the treucly Turkish coflTee. We were both in pretty low spirits. "Europe is a poor cold place," snid Peter, "not worth fighting for. There is only one white man's land, and that is South Africa." At the time I heartily agreed with him. I remember that, sitting on the edge of my bed, I took stock of our posi- tion. It was not very cheering. We seemed to have been amassing enemies at a furious pace. First of all there was Rasta, whom I had insulted and who wouldn't forget it in a hurry. He had his crowd of Turkish riff-raff and was bound to get us sooner or later. Then there was the maniac in the skin hat. He didn't like Rasta, nnd I made a guess that he and his weird friends were of some party hos- tile to the Young Turks. But, on the other hand, he didn't like us, and there would be bad trouble the next time we met him. Finally, there was Stumm ary, having done as good a bit of; work as anybody in the war. As it was, it looked as if my information would die with me, unless I could find Blenkiron before the evening. I talked the thing over with Peter, and he agreed that we were fairly up agninst it.. We decided to go to Kn- prasso's that afternoon, and to trust to luck for the rest. It wouldn't do to wander about the streets, so we j sat tight in our room all morning, and | swopped old hunting yarns to keep ' our minds from the beastly present. We got some food at midday cold mutton and the same cheese, and fin- ished our whisky. Then I paid the bill, for I didn't care to stay there i another night About half-past three jw went into the street, without th , foggiest notion where we would find ! our next quarters. It was snowing heavily, which was a piece of luck for us. Poor old Peter had no greatcoat, so we went into a i Jew's shop and bought a ready-made abomination, which looked as if it might have been meant for a dissent- ' ing parson. It was no good saving my ; money when the future was so black. The snow made the streets deserted, ! and we turned down the long lane which led to Ratchik ferry and found it perfectly auiet. I do not think we met a soul till we got to Kuprasso's shop. i We walked straight through the cafe, which was empty, and down the 1 dark passage, till we were stopped by the garden door. I knocked and it swung open. There was the bleak yard, now puddled with snow, and a blaze of light from the pavilion at the other end. There was a scraping of ; fiddles, too, and the sound of human 1 talk. We paid the negro at the door, and passed from the bitter afternoon into a garish saloon. There were forty or fifty people there, drinking coffee and sirops and filling the air with the fumes of lata- kia. Most of them were Turks In' European clothes and the fez, but| there were some German officers and what looked like German civilians Army Service Corps clerks, probably, and mechanics from the Arsenal. A woman in cheap finery was tinkling j at the piano, and there were several I shrill females with the officers. Peter and I sat down modestly in the near- est corner, where old Kuprasso saw us and sent us coffee. A girl who looked like a Jewess came over to us and talked French, but I shook my head and she went off again. ; Presently a girl came on the stage and danced, a silly affair, all a clash- ing of tambourines nnd wriggling. I have seen native women do the same thing better In a Mozambique kraal. Another sang a German song, a simple, sentimental thing about golden hair and rainbows, and the Germans present applauded. The place was so tinselly and common that, coming to it from weeks of rough travelling, it made mt? impatient. I forgot that, I while for the others it might be a vul- ' gar little dancing-hall, for us It was as perilous as a brigands' den. j Peter did not share my mood. He 1 was quite interested in It, as he was interested In everything new. He had a genius for living in the moment. , I remember there was a drop-scene ] | on which was daubed a blue lake with ' i very green hills in the distance. As ! i the tobacco smoke grew thicker and j the fiddles went on squealing, this 'tawdry picture began to mesmerize i me. I seemed to be looking out of a j window at a lovely summer landscape , where there were no wars or dangers. ' I seemed to feel the warm sun and There's time in the package Time to do the many things ordinarily put off on wash-day. For Rinso does not keep you standing over the wash-tub, rubbing until your back aches and your hands are red and sore. Rinso, an entirely different kind of soap, soaks clothes clean. Rubbing and boiling re unnecessary. The big soapy Rinso uds gently loosen the most ground-in dirt without weakening a single thread. fpjuy a package today. On tale at all good grocers and department store*. LEVER BROTHERS LIMITED TORONTO RJ06 A SIMPLE PATCH BAG. Hem a large square of denim, cre- tonne, or other strong material and attach to each of the four corners a metal or ivory ring. These rings can be bought for a few cents at notion counters of dry-goods stores. Slip all the rings on n handy hook or nail In the sewing room or wherever the fam- ily mending Is to be done. It Is well to fasten a big safety pin on the out- side of the bag and slip Into it a sample of all kinds of materials which the bag contalnfi. By laying the bag out flat It in easy to I'm. I the exact bundlu of patches wanted. us from Chntaldja, and once they had us we wore absolutely done. There was a big gliick dossier against us, which by no conceivable piece of luck could be upset. It was very clenr to me that, unless we could find sanctuary and shed all our various pursuers during this duy, we should be donu in for good nnd all. But where on e*rth were we to find ianctuary? We had neither of us a word of the language, and there was no way Icould see of taking on new characters. For that we wanted friends and help, and I could think of none anywhere. the thin smelt like incense, been putting a powder In the flames, for suddenly the place became very ijuiet. The fiddles still sounded, but far away like an echo. on the stage, and Into that circle stepped my enemy of the skin cap. He had three others with him. I heard a whisper behind me, and the W f, re cancd . th Companions of the "" rand Kuprasso had prom- they would not Wrong g.iess. Jack and Fred must be playing off their game to-day; they're liced into the rough aftor each hole. A RACK FOR SHOES. A common, ordinary towel rack or two if necessary of the cheap nlckel- cd-rod variety, will save the house- keeper many a backache from stoop- ing and will convert the dreaded closet sweeping Into a pleasure. By screw- ing the racki securely to the Inside of the closet door, halfway up, all the shoes belonging to the occupant of each room, usually kept on the closet floor, may find a convenient resting place, slipped In the racki, toe down- ward, and the closet may b swept out with two or three flirts of the broom and with no tiresome preliminary of moving a lot of shoes. Besides, shoes to be worn may be selected out In the daylight, when the door is opened; 1 with the ease of plucking an apple, and those to be temporarily abandon* ed may be promptly put away. Song. My heart la a thorny bush In an old garden close. My song peeps over the wall And DIM is like a ilngle rose. My heart Is smothered fire, Sick of a blunted aim; My song Is a leap to the light. My song U a tip of flame. My heart Is a bitter sea. A tossing, a restless Bravo; My song Is the sunny foam That fllei from the crested ware. The rosti and the flame and the foam Shine for the world to tee; The urge and the tmoke and the thorn Nobody knows but mo! Karle Wilson Baker. J ^* gp ^~ J - J ^^ J EDDYS MATCHES Remember to ask for EddyS when you order matches ON SAL* tVSXYWHXXB TO CANADA g * J * 5 ^ Mg ' passed to taking it with the digestion your food. 239 MAKE SALMON PATTIES FOR SUPPER. My family Is very fond of salmon patties, and this U how I make them. Flake one can of salmon with a fork and add two eggs beaten light, two tablespoonfuls flour, two tahlespoon- fuls of sweet cream (milk and a little butter may be uaed), two teaspoonfuls of baking powder, salt and pepper to taste. Mix all together and drop In spoonfuls on buttered frying pan; brown and turn. One can use the cheaper grades of salmon very well when it Is served in this way. Mrs. I. M. B. H .^L M Wanted 1C ' aU . r u If we showed ourselves there we should be gathered In by R H sta, or by the German military police, or by the .T"WMS-land saw only strange inures / Tf TJ , (0 Doing Dublin. . the off-chance of meeting Rlenkiron I reflected with some bitterness that this was the 17th day of January, the day of our assignation. I had had high hopes all the way down the Danube of meeting with Blenkiron for I knew k would be In time of giving him the Information I had had to Dubllu> Rml he wtt " <lrlvlll round on n Ja i ' nlln K ^r th glghti. When they got near tho river, as an Irishman tells the stury, he was struck with the unpleasant smell, and -inked : Uie Jarvey; "What U this horrible Mjnard's Liniment for Coughs A Gold* Th . jarvey rorJI.d. proudly: "Shurs. '' i""' 1 vou Unow thRt th which Sir Walter hungered for. After that, I thought It wouldn't be hard to Kit away by Rumania, and to get home through Russia. I hd hoped to be back with my battalion in Fabru- lin." 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