, Particular People cHoose H618 TKe most delicious blend procurable, GREENMANTLE BY JOHN BUCHAN. Woman's Sphere WHAT DOES NOT CHANGE (Copyrighted Thomas Nelson and Sons, Ltd.) CHAPTER XVI. (Cont'd.) I said a word to the others, and we "dismounted and tethered our horses at the near end of the courtyard. I heard the low hum of voices from the cavalrymen by the stream, but they were three hundred yards off and could not see us. Peter was sent for-j ward to scout in the courtyard. In the building itself there was but one win-i dow looking on the road, and that was in the upper floor. Meantime I crawl- ed along: l.i--i<ir the wall to where the car stood, and had a look at it. It was a splendid six-cylinder affair, brand- new, with the tires little worn. There were seven tins of petrol stacked be- hind, as well as spare tire.s, and, look- ing in, I saw map-cases and field-: glasses strewn on the seats UK if the . owners had only pu out for a minute to stretch their legs. Peter came hack and reported that the courtyard was empty. "There are men in the upper room," he said; "more than one, for I heard their voices. They are moving about rest- lessly, and may soon be coming out." I reckoned that there was no time to lie lost, so I told the others to slip down the road fifty yards beyond tho! caravanserai and be ready to climb in j as I pas.sed. I had to start tho infer- ' rial thing, and there might be shoot- 1 ing. I waited by the car till I saw themj reach the right distance. I could hear) voice* from the second floor of the! house and footsteps moving up and; down. I was in a fever of anxiety, for any moment a man might come to, the window. Then I flung myself on the starting handle and worked like demon. The cold made the job difficult, and my heart was in my mouth, for the' noise in that quiet place muat have woke the dead. Then, by the mercy ! of Heaven, the engines started, and I sprang to the driving seat, released' the clutch, and opened the throttle. ' The great car shot forward, and I seemed to hear behind me shrill voices, i A pistol bullet bored through my hat, and another buried itself in a cushion beside me. In a second I was clear of the place rid the rest of the party were em- barking. Bli-nkiron got on the gtp rid rolled himself like a sack of coals into the tonneau. Peter nipped up beside me, and Hu.ssin scrambled in from the back over the folds of the hood. We had our baggage in our; pockets and hud nothing to carry. BulletK dropped round us, but did no harm. Then I heard a report at my ear, and out of a corner of my eye HEW Peter lower hia pistol. Presently we were out of range, and, looking back, I saw three men gtsticulutirg in the middle of the road. "May the devil fly away with this pistol," said Peter ruefully. "I never! i'ould make good shooting with a little gun. Had I had my rifle . . ." "What did you shoot for?" I asked in amazement. "We've got the fellows' cr, and we don't want to do them any; harm." "It would have saved trouble had I had my rifle," said Peter, quietly. "The little man you call Ra.sta was then-, and he knew you. I heard him cry your name. He in an angry little' man, and I observe that on (his road ther* is a telegraph." CHAPTER XVII. TKi)l Bl.K m TIIK WATKftS OF BABYU)N. ' From (hat moment I date (he begin- ning of my madneus. Suddenly I for- got ail cares and difficulties of the present and future und became fool- inhly light-hearted. We were rush- ing towards the great battle where men were luiiv at tny proper trade. 1 reHli/^-d how much I had !<;athd tha lonely days in Germany, and still more Hit? dawdling week in ( 'oii.it j.:i:inoplp. N-)\v I *> dear of it all, ;.n<i bound fur the ''lush <>( .inn-* It lidn't trouble me that we were on the wrong Bide of the. bailie line. 1 had u sort of instinct that the darker and wilder things grew the better chance for us. "St-ems to me," said Blenkiron, bending <,-, me, "that this joy-ride is going to ionic u> an untimely end pretty soon. Peter's right. That young man will set the telegraph going, und we'll be held up at the next township." "He's got to get to a telegraphic office first." I answered. "That's where we havo the pull on him. He's welcome to the screws we left behind, nd if he fmd ttu operator before the evening I'm the worst kind of Dutch-' man. I'm going to break all the rules' nd backet this car for what she's worth. Don't you see that the nearer i we vet to Erzorum the safer we are?' 7 "I don't follow," he said ilowly. "At LEARN BARBER TRADE I* ft* wwk, PaiiUMi (iiaraatMd. Ctaadr ItViMatt. Wttta far fix ratalotoa. Mtttr >.! af C*ltM. 1M QW*B W .. Taroua. (8UC No. 44'2l. Erzerum I reckon they'll be waiting, for us with the handcuffs. Why inj thunder couldn't those hairy ragamuf-; fins keep the little cuss safe? Your! record"s a bit too precipitous, Major,' for the most innocent-minded military boss." "Do you remember what you, said about the Germans being open to bluff? Well, I'm going to put up the steepest sort of bluff. Of course they'll stop us. Rasta will do his damnedest. But remember that he and his friends are not very popular with the Clor-j mans, and Madame von Eincm is. We're her proteges, and the bigger the j German swell I get before the safer I'll feel. We've got our passports and our orders, and he'll be a bold man that will stop us once we get into the German zone. Therefore I'm | going to hurry as fast as God will ' let me." It was a ride that deserved to have an epic written about it. The car was good, and I handled her well, though I say it who shouldn't. The road in j that big central plains was fair, and often I knocked fifty miles an hour out of her. We passed troops by a ; circuit over the veld, where we took some awful risks, and once we skidded by some transport with our off wheels' almost over the lip of a ravine. We went through the narrow streets ofi Siwas like a fire-engine, while I shout- ed out in German that we carried de-l ^patches for headquarters. We shot out of drizzling rain into brief spells of winter sunshine, and then into a ! snow blizzard which all but whipped' the skin from our faces. And always! before us the long rond unrolled, with I somewhere at the end of it two armies i-linched in a death-grapple. That night we looked for no lodg- ings. We ate a sort of meal in the car with the hood up, and felt our way on in the darkness, for the head- lights were in perfect order. Then we turned off the road for four hours', sleep, and I had a go at the map. Re- ' fore dawn we started again, and came over a pass into thw vale of n| big river. The winter dawn showed; its gleaming stretches, ice-bound am-' ong the sprinkled meadows. I called to Hlenkiron: "I believe that river is the Ku-' phrates," 1 said. "So," he said, acutely interested. "Then that's the waters of Babylon, i Great snakes, that I should have lived to set tho fields where King Nebuchad- ' ne/.zur grazed! Do you know the name of that big hill, Major?" "Ararat, as like as not," I cried,! and he believed me. We were among the hills now,! great, ro^ky, black slopes, and, seen, through side glens, a hinterland of snowy peaks. I remember I kept look- 1 ing for tho rtulrol I had seen in my! dream. The thing had never left off] haunting me, and I was pretty clear! now that it did not belong to my South African memories. I am not a | superstitious man, hut the way that; little kranz clung to my mind made me think it was a warning sent by| Providence. I was pretty certain that: when I clapped eyes on i' I would be' in for bad trouble. All morning we travelled up that.' broad vale, and just before noon it| gnread out wider, the road dipped toi the water's edge, and I saw before me ; the white roofs of a town. The 'snow was deep now, and lay down to the, riverside, but the sky had cleared, and against H space of blue heaven some peaks to the south rose glittering like jewels. The arches of a bridge, span- ' ning two forks of the stream, showed in front, and HH I slowed down at the hend a sentry's challenge rang out from a block-house. We had reached the fortress of Erzingjan, tho head- quarters of a Turkish corps and th pate of A rmPTiia. I showed the man our passports, but. he di.J not-aaliite and let u.s mnve nn. Ho < - alled another fellow from the guard house, who motioned us to keep pace with him ns he stumped down u side lane At. the other end vff ii big barraokn with sentries out- side. The man spoke to us in Turk- ish, which Htissiri interpreted. TliPrn was somebody in that barracks who WDM ted badly to see us. "Ky the waters of Habvlon w xat, down and wept." quoted Blenkiron softly. "I fenr, Major, we'll soon he remenibHring /ion " I tried to persuade myself that thin WBH merely the rod tape of n frontier fortresg. but I had tin instinct that difficulties were in stor for us. If Rasta had started wiring I wus pre- pared to put up the lini/eiM-st liliirT. for w were still eighty miles from Rrzarum. and at all coat* we were going to h landed there before night. A fuasy Btaff-offlcer met us at the door. At the sight of UH he cried to a friend to come and look. i "Here are the blrdi tafe. A fat man and two lean ones and a savage who look* lixe a Kurd. Call a guard and march them off. There's no doubt bout their identity." (To be continued.) TENSION MAKES OR MARS STITCH. The tension of your sewing machine is an all-important consideration of: every home dressmaker. It must be; regulated according to the weight of j material used and a perfect stitch should be alike on both sides. This| perfect stitch is obtained when thej tension on the upper and under side is alike. The upper tension is usually , placed on the face of the machine or | else on the arm ; the lower tension is I adjusted by a screw in the bobbin case. In regulating the delivery of thread both through the upper and lower tension, turn the adjusting screw to the right to tighten, and to the left to loosen. Tho length of the stitch is reulnted by a screw or a lever on the head at the right of the machine; this stitch is lengthened by turning to the right. IMPHOPER WORKING OF MACHINE. Does your upper thread break? If: so, is this the reason? Imperfect needle (bent or blunt). Machine improperly threaded. Needle too small for the thread. Needle improperly set. Dirt or lint 4n the shuttle cavity which stops the bobbin from turning freely. Worn. Does your machine skip stitchea? If this is the condition examine it, considering the following points: Blunt or crooked needle. Needle and thread not correspond- ing in size. Needle improperly set. Wrong needle for the machine. Are you constantly breaking need- les? Here are some of the reasons: Failure to release the tension be- fore drawing the work from under the presser foot. Trying to assist the feed points by pulling the material as the machine is stitching. Using a coarse thread in a fine needle. Using the wrong needle or not set- ting the needle properly. Presser foot or attachments not se- curely fastened by thumb screws. Do you find that your machine is hard to run? This condition may be due to any of the following: Dull needle points. Ix>ose belt. Dull needle. Lack of oil. Dirt and lint. Gummed with oil. Go over the machine carefully, ad- justing all the conditions that promote disorder and give it a fair chance to do good work for you, before you blame the results of your work to age and make. of a discarded baby carriage. We enameled this to match the other furn- ishings and have B practical and real- ly good looking serving table. We found some old, deep picture frames in the attic. These we enam- 1 eled in black with touches of gilt and color. We purchased some tray handles and fastened one at each end of frames. We put crocheted doilies under the glass, although cutouts of wall paper or cretonne would be pretty. These substantial trays have been much admired. Scarcely anything about the house [ escaped the onslaught of our relent- 1 less paint brushes. Vases, bowls, bas- kets and low flower pots to hold cut flowers, bulbs and ferns. Many ideas come to mind as one' gets interested in the work. Do not bemoan the fact that there is no pot of gold to spend for new furnishings,' but get busy with paint and brush. You will be amazed at the charming' results of a few hours of pleasant work, and you will feel more than re- ; paid by the compliments of your home folks and friends. A PRETTY DRESS FOR THE GROWING GIRL. COMBINATION CAKE. This is a good recipe for dark cake which my family is very fond of. I j use the same recipe with slight varia- tions for layer cake, drop cookies, fruit cake, or gingerbread made in a dripper. Layer Cake 1-3 cup shortening, 1 cup white sugar, H cup molasses, 1 cup boiling water, 2^4 cups flour, 2 egg yolks, 2 tap. cinnamon, 'i tsp. ginger, salt, 1'^ tsp. soda. Bake in two layers, and ice with boiled white icing made of one cup of sugar and half cup of water boiled I together until it hairs. Stir this syrup! into the two stiffly beaten egg whites and beat until creamy. For dark drop cakes I use the ame recipe, adding two whole eggs, two teaspoonfula cloves, one tablespoon cocoa, and bake i/gem pans in mod- crate oven. For gingerbread, make as for drop cakes, but bake in a dripper. For fruit cake udrl one-half package of raisins and one cup flour. Bake in deep pans. This will make two fair- imed loaves. Mrs. W. G. S. A POT OF GOLD- PA I NT., This is the time of year whn everything about the house seems to take on a look of shabbiness and niia-| fit, when we housewives wish w*' might follow H e rainbow's lovely path und find the fabled Pot of Go'd. But why seek the >ainbow's end when a \eritable pot of gold may be purchas- ed for a very small sum at Ihe corner drug store or hardware? Small pots of paint and enamel holding HS little as one-fourth pint nmy now be procur- ed in almost every color and tint. A very small outlay of money an 1 ;irue will make dingy rooms take on a bright and ohff'vfiil uppearani ?: We recently ivoved into H lar^e country house. The diririK-rooni woodwork was painted a muddy green. We repainted the woodwork and papered the walls with u soft tan paper with a touch of rose in it. We went over the furniture with an an- tique oak varnish, also the iVmr. The) room is very cheerful and pleasant and the whole cost came within live dollars. We had two deep trays of smooth wood made. These we fastened one, above the other t<i four square posts. To this we fastened tjje rubber-tired i wheels and the well-designed hondla! M9dT - 4498. Dotted percale in blue and white is here portrayed. It is piped with blue bias binding. This is a good model for suiting, kasha, and jersey, also for linen and crepe. The sleeve may be in wrist-length or short. The Pattern is cut in 4 Sizes: 6, 8, 10 and 12 years. It requires 3% yards of 27-inch material for an 8- year size. For vest, and facings of contrasting material, H yard 32 inch- es wide is required. Pattern mailed to any address on receipt of 15c in silver or stamps, by the Wilson Publishing Co., 73 West Adelaide Street, Toronto. Allow two weeks for receipt of pattern. "Change and decay in all around I see." The law of life ie the law of constant alteration. The world you behold to-day is not the one that you saw yesterday. The house where you lived when you were a boy was razed years ago. Tho treo you planted dwindled because the roots of It were starved, and It was cut down. The street was Invaded by stores, and the old residents were pushed out into strange outskirts of the town. The market square has filled with alien faces and unfamiliar names. Great in- dustries, whose windows shine like gold against the sundown, line the banks of the stream where you fished and swam. When you were little, ani- mate and inanimate alike were im- mortal. Nothing could die. Nothing would grow up. Your mother's che-ek would never fade, nor your father's hand and foot grow less decisive. You might turn the key on all your trea- sures In Time's cabinet, and come back when you would, and find them there intact. You have learned bet- ter now. You have seen that there is a difference between a day and a day. You have learned that the world of sense ia forever mutable, and thai even what seems solid ground under your feet dissolves like the cloud OTer- head' when met by the pulse of the wind. What Is Enduring? What is there that remains? The friends that we cherished, on whom we leaned for judgment and for sym- pathy, have passed on into the world that ia "a wonder still." We rear a memorial In a public place, or in the unforgetting grateful heart, and our lives are fed by the expectation of meeting them once more and giving an account of our stewardship for bet- ter or for worse. But they are not here. What precious thing have we that we can keep secure against all that would "creep and intrude and climb into the fold?" The only things we can keep with us surely to the end of days are the things that never bad a market value. It is not the wood and stone of the houses made with bands or of the monoliths and pyramids that endure. We can keep and hand down to those who come after us a creed of kindli- ness and charity, a sense of honor, a delicate regard for the individuality of others, an affectionate loyalty In friendship, a serene and modest self- reliance. These are not to die when at last the frame that holds them shall mingle with the dust. These shall out- live the evanescent phenomena that tilled our little day on earth between the morning star and eventide. These shall bring true the dreams whose ful- fillment was denied us, and those shall be the heritage on which time has no power. WRIGLEYS jr ^ ** Every Meal Have a packet in your pockel for e;/er 'eady refreshment. 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