P. €. STEVENSON, Manager, something Cowan's is After yelling bag remarked bless me room, "if ¥ lights in 1 don't enth nnn ss THE CANADIAN Brrevsae the the house! rever told us a thing about being #0 up to date." "You should know by th's time," Mrs. Shepard replid listlssly complete in hand bad Your main street ig a model: her glance swept ou haven't use." OF COMMERCE Have installed nr their vault a nest of SAFETY DEPOSIT BOXES If vou have any or Other Valuables they should be lodged in ene of these boxes Counfry is drawn to the Security these Safety Deposit Boxes afford against For further particulars and information apply to : e sesesssassseses surprise caused by the sight of ber trotting up the path te the front door, tra- quieted somewhat and her recovery from ax enthusiastic reception, Miss Weston '{ say, Fannie, I noticed riding up from the station that this is a pretty fine little town. no idea you were so modern. Grea: for you and the coildren, isa't 7? 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You want 'something swurishing hing that will digest easily -- somethin, It is pure cocoa grou YOUR GROCER HAS IT winter air, © THB DAILY myrSB WHIO, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 8. 1012. "Oh, 'I guess we know that, but--"" Sudden'y Mss Wesion's glance . became suspicious. "Of course you're reconciled to Tom's latest venture, aren't you, since you've got nicely settled, acquainted around, } suppose, and started the children to school for the--how many times is it, Faonie. since school days tezan for them?" "Four," dully "You like it here?' syed her keenly. +] like ft, yes; but 1 liked the other towrs, too, didn't 3? 1a come near loving any of them, if I {ved in them long enough to call spe home, Come up to your room, joan. 1 can't talk before the ehil- dren." When they centered the bright, airy bedroom the listlessness which had enveloped her was gone. "Joan," she cried stormily , "I could, hug you for coming. I've been dying to talk to some one. I wouldn't write i on mother's ac- count. [I told you I liked this town. But, Joan, it's a case of moving on again, way south this time. Just ss though I'm not shut off enough trom all of you as it is. Don't im- agine 1 wouldn't go to the antipodes with Tom if I had any assurance that he'd stick, but when our home practically is in trunks and packing sases I'd rather be travelling around near you folks than going where we're off for now. I wouldn't seem go alone, soniehow. And, Joah, the sum som got from b's father's estate |s getting dreadfully small and not a thing to show for it. Tom is making good money, "bat he's got the land fever now, and he's going south to raise pecans, | hink, or farm or something, and he's never had a hoe or a rake in 1is band in his life to amount to anything. He's alwafs de'ested the country, anyway." At last Mrs. Shephard paused. Her eyes took on a faraway, troub- led look. She sat with her chin propped in her hands, staring out the w'ndow. Then there was a certain squaring of Miss Wiston's shoulders. "Fannie," she s=aid, "has it ever struck you that its time you stop- ed making a fcol of yourself? ft's about time you came to your senses ind ceased giving in to these idiotic and extravagant: whims of Tom's. No, wait!" as ger sister raised a 'eprecatory hand. "The first move eemed all right to us, because we (mew Tom was bettering bimself. But we've discovered he'll never be satisfied in any corner of God's arth. There'll be always some place for Tom just a little bit bet- ter. And, Faunie, this 'whither thou goest, 1 will go,' is all right sometimes, but it's' pretly ' poor logle in'your case. There's fio jus- tice im it and it's time' to cut it out. for pity's sake be firm this tifne and think of the children.' x "I'm alwass thinking of them," wearily. "It's all right to talk, Joan, but I can't have a row with Tom. He's my husband. and it 'epms to me that no matter what ve did I'd Jove him just the same." Miss Westog's spifi was sareastic. 'Very lovely of you, I'm sure, but just alittle short | sighted--don't you think ? Fannie," gh" went 'on as Mrs. Shephard looked her questioning: ly, ™ Tom so you're doing tne very worgt, thing possible in humor- ing him? m't you know he'll never amount to apything as long as he's a rolling stone ? It's only a question of time when -into your love will creep a little shadow of contempt. Oh, yes, it will=bound to. Then; my dear, do you want your children to grow up and despise their father ? Perhaps de- test him when thev realize all he has deprived them of, because it's a down- right deprivation botching up their ueation the way you two are." "Don't I know it?" Mrs. Shephard waited, 'but what under the sun am I todo? Ii T tell Tom I 'won't go--I Miss Weston have belore--there'll' he a dreadful § time to go through." » d youre d out with ili make you feel after an cvening's exercise -- ; will let you sleep well. tell Jum. yom Teil him you'll foliow him, then don't. Give Tim & dose of single blessedness in a strange country When he writes of his loneliness, as he eventually will, or 1 don't know anything about a man. pt him of until he gets a siege of it. Then write and tell him that you're not going at all." "hy "Don't won't go," crisply. riems so dreadful, Joan ! Of course," there was almost a note of hope in her voice. "1 dan't believe Tom will copsent to go alone and" "Won't" he * Just try him That ail love of wandering that's in him will . 1 win the day." And it turmed out Miss Weston was right. Naturally Tom objected stren- wously at first. By degrees, however, he began putting forth the fact that Miss Weston kept so prominently to the front that ere many months had passed Fannje and the children would join him. Probably, he conceded, Joan was right; the children should finish the school term. By the time the holt days came he would have the new home ready for them nd So. about a month after the arrival of Miss Weston, Fannie, the children and she had the house to themselves. "You're mot going to get rid of me vei," she iniormed her sister. "Not until your rolling stone rolls hack here for keeps. The first glum letter vou had from him, if you were alone, you'd ba for packing and going; but not while Im here, my dear." : And, indeed, during the months that followed it wae well she was here. gnthusigstic letters came from Tom describing the "glorious country." Once hie wrote "I'd give anything if you were here; the climate s the greatest ever. Only trouble is it g'ves ore such a comr | 'oundedly enormous appetite and 1 den't got eny homey things to sat- s.y it." "No, 1 guess not,' Miss Weston remarked when Fannie read this part of the letter aloud. "Now, cut out your 'poor Tom' business, Fan- nie. Just 1emember that he didn't have any kick on this climate; and { he's up against the food question pretty hard, so much the better. Nothing will bring 'a man to his senses quicker than his stomach. When you are writing I'm going to give you a few questions to ask him about his 'glorious country.'" Questions which brought forth tke information that the nearest own wes eight miles off, his near- st neighbor a half, the district chool two. "Pine isn't 11?" said Miss Wse- ton. "It would be truly 'glorious' 'or you and the blessel youngsters. You notice he isn't harping so much on the climate don't you? Stom- ach's grumbling. Oh--! Suggests you take the children out of school, eh? Fannie Shephard, you've got to kien a stiff upper lip for two ronths more; them give Mr. Tom 'be piece of news that's liable to take his mind off the climate for a vhile." But, te oe a month had gone Tom wrote that he must insist upon Fannie com'ng to him. "It isn't ts théugh the children were at an »ge where breaking in on the school term really mattered. 'It's lonely here, deucedly so. 1 can't seem o set my mind tomy work. 1 can accomplish wonders, I know, when you are here to help and advise." "You mee, Joan," Fannie's face was quivering, "how he depends on me and wants me?" "I gee, Fannie Shephard that that 'great' climate has given your hus- band an enlarged nerve. When did he ever take your advice? Has he ever listened to you? No! The whole thing in a nutshell is that he's dissatisfied as usual--sick of the country and I'll venture to say if you were goose enough to go to him you'd find he has another Utopia up his sleeve. The time Fas come for you to write that jet- ter we've talked about." The next day the following letten went south: "I have put off writing you on the subject of my going to you, dread: ing to tell you what I feel for your children's sake, for the sake of our happiness in the future. 1 must tell you, Tom, I'm not go'ng south to you. [I feel, I know, that it is only a question of time and you'll tire of your 'glorious' country, just as you tired of this dear little town, and the town before it and the one before that. I'm weary of being a tramp, Tom; weary of making wan- derers of my children. If you will not come to me and make for theu: and me a home, mot a stopping place, then I must co it alone." ~ There was no reply to this letter ss, the days passed. Even Miss Weston became a little alarmed at {he silence; and for the first time asked herself, es she came from the postoffice one day empty-handed, if she haa done the wise thing inter- ferrirng. "They were happy in 'their way, | suppose," she murmur ed: "but still'--a thought of what the fature inevitably would have meant to her--No I did right, I know it. Tom would only--" Then as she turned round a cor- ver suddenly she was, looking straight at Tom. suitcase in hand and he was looking back at Fev smiling sheepishly. "Well," he said brilliantly as his hand went out. "I'm back" "And---about--time, Tom Shep- hard! Why didn't you write? Don't you know you've just been tortuirng Fannie? Where are you going?" as he started forward.. "Home!" he answered, and in his voicé was a note that had nexfr been in Tom Shephard's voc? pe. "Guess | know what i} means--really, now.. And, Joan, after I've seen Fannie aud the I'm going to see it . Tarrant won't take me on humbly, for a little while." "Well, 1 never!" Miss Weston ex- che was left behind. "Cool, 1 must say; but still--" her smile was radiant--"1 like it. Looks] good for Fannie and the children." gp VALUE OF THE ONION. quickness, convenience, and your friends a steaming cup 'same in size, in strength, in bs v5) a cup 4 CUBES-0c. CUBES Coming mn from the wintry cold voor friends will appreciate the -- A wonderful help in enter- ; taining during the Winter Fain ON fat | 3 handiness of Oxo Cubes, A tin of cubes and hot water, and in one minnie you can offer each of of deliciovs Oxo--that will warm aad invigorate every fibre of their bodies. Better than beef tea and much more nourishing--each cube the flavour, and in goodness. = 23 Eo AC 10CUBES-25¢c. TINS or 4, 10, 50 & 100 CUBES. RT in LEAR finished service from Overcoats and Ulsters 'will be a feature of the se effects of subdued The not garn A "Soft Goods" Season There is a trend towards 'drapable, shay > The many styles which are impossible to desc ribe store, with never a hint of urging nor insistence to bry. BIBBYS LIMITED, Clothes men who want long len fabrics for worsteds will always be worn by their clothes, but the soft, pliable wool a50n 45011. able British woollens, with pattern type, which are graceful and effective garments. d Ra very Chinchilla cloth for 1 Isters an wear so well, but they are a ent, quite English-looking, 'and we show in the finest weaves at from $20 to $35. here can be seen at our - Kingston, Ontario. TT rr eation, in an address at London, Fng- land Onions, continued the lecturer, sessed am important medicinal which could not be overlooked. were considered a cure for skin diseases, and' when eaten late at night are the finest form of antidote for sleepleceness Mr. Sean, had 8 good deal to say, ton, on the subject of potatoes Although they were known to be no fewer than three hundred methods of cooking potatoes, the only me thods practiced in England were boiling and balmy and frying. The main nutfitive qualities of po tatoes existed immediately under the skin and were often lost by cateless oeeling. pos- value pee | awake nights for fully three months, AFTER COUGHING MONTHS Brooklyn, X.Y. Woman Found Re fief in Vinol. Did von ever cough for a week ? Then just think how distressing it must. be to have a cough hang om for three months ? Mrs. Maria Primrose, of 87 Newell street, Beooklyn, N.Y. says: "I kad a very heavy wold which settled into a chronic cough which kept me and felt tived all the time because my rest wad broken. The effect of aig A liver and Kesh 2 Miss GABY VELAN, whose beauty dazzled the king of Portugal. and whe perceived many precious crown gems snd mach jewelry. Nittiag is Harry Gi Pilcer, her dancing partner, and on (he right Clarenée Harvey, the. y Sve arrived in a few weeks ago, and will be in aveds shortly, ~~