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\hese days, when tea must yield I the utmost in flavour, quality is of supreme importance* Ask for . • "SALAM TABLEJALKS Meat Varieties Soast Kidney Loaf 1 pound btff, vfal, pork or lamb kidney 1 cup milk 8 slices bread yi cup bacon drippings or butter * eggs 1 green pepper minced 1% teaspoons lalt a teaspoon pepper I tablespoons grated onion )i teaspoon powdered sage Wash kidney in cold water. Drain well and grind, including 1h« Internal fat. Four milk over , bread and soak. Combine all in- pcdients and mix thoroughly. Fack firmly in a loaf pan. Bake in a moderate oven (850 degrees) for l>i hours. Serves 6. One of the most difficult tasks that faces the housewife is that of getting variety into the meat dish. Meat, In itself, is delicT ious, but if ser- ved in the same way, with the same vegetables or without con- diments, occasionally it smacks of •amcness. There are many who will always l>ak« ham without varying the fflaze to add interesting flavor to we meat. There are others who don't realize that a bit of natural home-grown herbs will pep up the good, old-fashioned pot roast. •f^\ 4799 u|j^(ja. •; SIZES m 12-20 i , 'TTA ry^ m ;* A' ?-/'- >> I 1 I ."-S \:^:S} As simple to s>"W ;it it is fun to sun in. Pattern 4799 makes a dash- htg playsuit. You'll want the trim Jacket and button-front skirt, too. Pattern 4799 comes in misses' •hes: 12, 14, 16, 18, and 20. Size 15 takes 1% yds .15-iii material for the brief top of playsuit and shorts. Send twenty cents (20c) in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Room 421, 7.") Ade- laide St. West, Toronto. Write plainly tize, name, address, style number. Some always serve luncheon meats cold on a slab of bread or with potato salad, and so on. For once let's try things new and inter- tsting: Liver Leluxe. tablespoons bacon drippings 1 large onion, thinly sliced 6 cups shredded cabbage ^. 1 teaspoon salt ^ J4 teaspoon pepper ] pound cubed liver % cup water 1 tablespoon soy sauce Brown onion in 4 tablespoons drippings. Add cabbage and sea- sonings. Cover and cook over low heat for ]!5 minutes. Remove from pan. Roll liver In seasoned flour and brown in remaining drippings. Add water and simmer £ minutes. Add soy sauce and cabbage. Serves 0. MOTHERCRAFT HEALTH NOTES ' r7rr*>^ Natural Feeding Natural feeding, that is, breast feeding, is bes^t for the mother and ^.jjj • best for the baby. â- *'''=â„¢='i.\, Breast feeding is |,*, a natural procced- IJS ing, and any depar- i.' tiire from it should be regarded as an abnormality. The failure of so many mothers nowadays to nurse their babies often arises through lack of knowledge and wrong advice. Why Baby Should Be Breast Fed 1. The brea.st milk is created |or the baby, therefore it is the baby's perfect food and his birth- bright. 2. It is a food quite free from germs. Cow's milk has to go through many stages before it reaches the baby. 3. Breast milk is more ea.^ily di- gested than any other baby food. Also it may be called the digestive of cow's milk. Baby will digest cow's milk better if given even a small quantity of breast milk pre- viously. 4. A baby has belter nutrition if he has been correctly fed. 6. Baby tends to have better teeth as he gets natural exercise for his mouth and jaws. 6. Tliere is a low mortality rate In breast-fed babies, compared with those wlio arc bottle-fed. 7. The mother has better health, and then too there is economy in time and money. 8. 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Niagara ftillt, Canoda SEgVE pTeNTIFUL FOODS TO SAVE SCARCE FOODS SERIAL STORY Murder on tfie Boardwalk BY ELI MORE COWAN STONE Last Week: As questioning pro- ceeds, it is revealed that Mrs. Tal- bert was Yardley's silent partner. Christine's identity is also made known. Then the inspector hands her a letter written by her cousin. She has been cut out of Cousin Emma's will. CHAPTER IX Since Christine had first caught sight of that pitiful body on the concrete bench, she had known horror and remorse. Now she knew terror. "I see for yon a very real dan- ger," a voice echoed in her mem- ory. "But," she faltered, "Cousin Emma knew that I am not extrav- agant â€" she never suggested that she thought so. . . . And she has never mentioned her will to me. • ... I can't imagine that she wrote this letter. Butâ€" who did?" "Miss Thorenson," the inspector asked softly, "could you identify your cousin's writing?" "I â€" I don't know. This certainly looks like hers.'' "Isn't there anything you can tell me," the inspector went on al- most gently, "that might throw some light on this business?" * * * Christine thought, I ought to tell him everything â€" about Jas-* par, for instance â€" about that tele- phone girl, and about the swami's wearing that dagger. But all that â€" with his inevitable questions â€" would take time. And If the clairvoyant had had any part in this, why should he have tried to warn her? Now she wanted only to get to her room and satisfy her- self that there was, among her belongings, nothing sinister â€" like this letter â€" to complicate the in- credible position in which she found herself. "Nothing," she said, "that I can think of." The inspector's face hardened; and he swung upon the disrepu- table figure in wading boots who, with Bill had just returned from the next room and had resumed his seat in the corner by the door. "Thank yon," the inspector bark- ed, "suppose you tell me just when and where you have known this young lady." * * * Sonic one â€" Christine thought it was Bill â€" cried out, "Watch him!" Then all the lights went out, and a chair fell with a crash. . . . After that there was in the room nothing but the sound of scuffling feet and heavy breathing until the door opened â€" and slammed shut. . . . Later, sounds of shouts and running came from the darkened corridgr outside. V\'hcn the lights flashed on * again, there were left in the room only the inspector, who stood with his hand on the light switch, Mr. Wilnict, cowering behind a chair, and Christine. . . Almost at once Bill Yardley opened the door and came in. "Well, Inspector," said Bill, "Puss-in-Boots pulled a fast one, didn't he? I think your men have lost him in the, dark. I've been wondering just how long it would fake you to notice that the switch was right beside his chair." "And I'm wondering" â€" the in- spector's eyes were far from friendly â€" "just how much you helped him, YardUy." * ♦ ' * The telephone rang. Inspector Parsons picked up the instrument and listened. Then, as if the call had been a signal he was waiting for, he suggested almost pleasant- ly, "You might as well all go and get some sleep." Hardly daring to believe that they were free, Christine found herself, with Bill and Mr. Wilmet, going downstairs and into the street. As she and Bill were turn- ing away toward Christine's lodg- ing, Mr. Wilmet coughed apolo- getically. "Miss Thorenson," he said, "of course you wouldn't care to go on sketching in that booth now â€" but suppose I find a quieter place? Could you meet me tomorrow morning â€" say at that drugstore in the Crestview â€" and talk things over? . . . Working with you has been such a â€" a pleasure." "Why" â€" Christine hesitated â€" "frankly I shall have to earn some money somehow, Mr. Wilmet." "Until 10.30 tomorrow then?" the little man beamed. "Good night." * * * "Listen, Christine," Bill said as Mr. Wilmet pattered off into the darkness, "I wish you wouldn't. Didn't you see those flashlights goingtoff all around you down on the Boardwalk? After tonight you're a marked woman.'* Christine stopped short. "Was that what those men were doing?" she demanded. "If hadn't occurred to me that they were sniping at me." "Well, it had to be. Tomorrow your pictures will be all over the front page. . . If you're really hard up, why not let me help in- stead of a complete outsider? Any- how, I don't trust your funny little boss." "Not trust him? . . . That help- less old babe-in-the-wood?" "Old? He's probably not got much on me. Lots of men are bald at 80. And he may be helpless, but he doesn't handle the truth any too carefully." "What do you mean?" * ♦ ♦ "He didn't go to any moving picture tonight â€" or if he did it was nearer 10 than nine as he said." "How do you know?'' "I saw him down on the beach after 9.30. You see, after Labor Day, I'm permitted fo take my horses to the beach. The hitching posts are right behind that studio. Tonight I went down fo see what condition they were in â€" and there was your little babe-in-the-wood, poking around behind that booth." "Poking around?'' "He seemed to be examining the foundations of his booth. Just before I came along, he went off up to the Boardwalk. I don't ""think he even saw me." They were strolling along the promenade toward Christine's street. "Bill!" Christine said suddenly. "You don't suppose any one could â€" hear us, do you?" * * * "Not unless the inspector man- aged to wire us for sound while the lights were out," Bill said with a short laugh. "But it's a sure bet they're giving us pretty short rope. We'll stick to the wide open spaces in the middle of the walk to dis- couiapie eavesdroppers, anyhow" "Bill," Christine hurried on, "I've got to know â€" why were you beating up Jas â€" that man down on the beach tonight?" Bill was silent for a long mo- ANNUAL MEETING OF THE FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST, SCIENTIST, BOSTON, MASS., JUNE 5, 1944 Headquarters of The Christian Science Publishing Society \Vhile holding military might essential to the victory ot allied nations over the anti-Christ claims of injustice and intolerance. The Christian Science Board of Directors told the annual meeting of The Mother Church, The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, Massachusetts, that freedom is essentially a spiritual gift "to be realized only through spiritual understanding and attainment." Directors cited the universal determination to win the peace as advance evidence of a world-wide realization that â- riglitciuis victory under arms will not suffice to guarantee freedom to mankind." freedom from want and fear, freedom, in worship and speech, the Directors stated, constitute much niun' than a political slogan or governmental ideology, "for our great Way-shower, Christ Jesus, proclaimed centuries ago that freedom accords with tiod's will and law; furthermore he gave simide, clear direction for the allaiimcnt of full freedom for the individual, and tliroiigh the iud'v-' â- â€¢ ! '" r :'ll humanity. Chosen by thousands OF BUSY CANADIAN HOUSEWIVES Kellogg's cereals have an Important place in Canada's kitchensâ€" nov/, more tJhan ever. Appetizing anytimeâ€" for breakfast, lunch, between meal snacks. Add flavour to 'leftover' dishes, too! ment before he replied, "I am go- ing to tell you because â€" well, you have got to knowâ€" for your own safety, Christine, he was following you." "He was â€" what?" "He was skulking in a shadow," Bill said, "when you came out of that clairvoyant's joint; and he slunk along the Boardwalk behind you, evidently waiting for a chance to stop 3'OH when there was no one else near." * * • Christine's spine crawled at the picture his words conjured. "Of course," Bill went on, "the reason I know is that I was trailing you, too. While I was down on the beach, I saw you standing under a light on the Boardwalk, reading something. I was trying to catch up with you when you went into that Temple of TruCh place, andâ€" well, I waited in a parked car just off the Boardwalk. . . . And now I've got something to ask you, Christine. Just now you started to call Puss-in-Boots by name, didn't you?" 5, "Bill," Christine said, hardly be- lieving it yet herself, "he's Jaspar â€" Cousin Emma's butler. ... At least he was her butler the last I knew. . . . It's incredible, but suppose he did kill her?" "I am supposing it," Bill said shortly. "But what's a lot more vital to me is that he wasn't fol- lowing you lor any good." "But, Bill even if he stabbed Cousin Emma â€" why should he want to harm me?" "God knows â€" unless he's a man- iac. . . . .^nd only God knows where he's skulking now. . . . Christine, you recognized him at once, didn't you? I was sure that you had." Christine's blood chilled. If even Bill had been so sure. Inspector Parsons had not, as she hoped, been just guessing. . . . He knew. (Continued Next Week) sure would like that guy's jjo, Ju9(J look at that buggy and all th« trimmings." The other soldier div agreed. "I wouldn't take that joft on a bet," he said. They argued, and finally tiio di«» senter was asked why he would not take the general's job. "W;lt, you see, there's no chance for iiromo- tion," was the reply. General Eisenhower to'i th« troops this story on himse't when he visited the Canadians shortly before "D-Day." Hatching Eggs Stand Test Of Long Fliiglkt Rabbie Would Ha'e Been More Sensible "Ye think a fine lot of Shakes- peare"? I do, sir." "An' yc think he was mair clever than Robbie Birns". "Why, tlicre's no compar- ison between them." "Maybe no'; but yc tell us it was Shakespeare who wrote, 'Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.' Now, Rob- bie would never hae written sic nonsense as that." "Nonsense, sir?" ".^yc, just nonsense. Rob- bie would hae kciit fine that a king or c|uecn either disna gang to bed wi' a eroon on their head. He'd hae kcnt they hang it over the back- o' a chair." 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Hem-lJoi() is an iiitc-in- al ti-catnient. e.'j.-iy ,ind pleas;uil to u.se and pleasine: results are tjuiflt- I.V noticed Itching and sorci\eK» ure relieved, pain subsides and as ino iro-itmeiit is continued tlio sore, panilul pile tumors heal ove:- leav- iiv-! the rect.-il membranes clean •iiid healthy. Get a bottle cT Ilcm- Itoid todav .and see for yourself what nn easy, pleasant wav tlii.s \n to nd yourself of your pile ml-iory. • "VOTK: The s|ion»i>r ot (hi* aollee N n i-rlliiblf firm, •loinK hii^lneNtt in t'aniiitti rur <>vor I'O xmrji. Jf you are trotihled with ««re, ItctdiiK, Itainriil iiiIrN, Heiii-Hoid riiu.»» ficlii you <|iil<-kly or tlie oiiinll |iu-eIlHH« l>r«'«> »i|| |,r Kladly rt-rundr.l. ISSUE 26â€"1944 fc ^ ^