_ PAGE SIXTEEN. ACUTE NERVOUS EXHAUSTION All Treatments Proved Useless Until He Tried "FRUIT-A-TIVES", MR, JAS. S. DELGATY. RR. No, 4. Gilbert Plains, Man, . "In the year 1910, I had Nervous Prostration in its worst form ; was reduced in weight from 170 pounds to 115 pounds, The doctors had no hope of my recovery, and every medicine I tried proved useless until @ friend induced me lo lake *' Fruil-a-tives", I began to mend almost at once ; and after using this fruit medicine for 8 or 4 months, I was back to my normal state 6f health, I never had such good health for twenty years as I have enjoyed the past six years, Weare never without a box of 'J'ruit-a-tives' in the house', JAS. B. DELGATY 50¢. a box, 6 for $2.50, trial size 250 At all dealers ér sent postpaid on receipt of price by Fruit-a-tives Limited, Ottawa, ¢ Girls! Use Lemons! Make a Bleaching, : Beautifying Cream $ The juice. of two fresh lemons strained into a bottle containing three ounces of orchard white makes a| whole quarter pint of the most re- markable lemon skin beauatifier at about the cost one must pay for a ~ small jar of the ordinary cold creams. Care should be taken to strain' the lemon juice through a fine cloth so no lemon pulp gets in, then this lo- tion will keep fresh for months. Every woman knows that lemon juice is used to bleach and remove such blem- ishes as freckles, sallowness and tan and is the ideal skin softener, smoothener and beautifier, Just try it! Get three ounces of orchard whife at any pharmacy and two lemons from the grocer and side the | Lines FAPL DERR - BIGGERS The front doors « 1 again, and | nously. | at the khaki coated men a | to the Shermans: i me ever since I landed from t | fault. | American, too, f the sergeant and guard who had ear lier carried off Fritz, the barber, en tered. Again gun butts thumped omi Jane looked over her shouldey 1d confided following he ferry." sergeant, "I think that man's been have," answered the . stepping briskly forward and saluting. "You are a stranger on the Rock, You come here from" "From Paris by motor to the town across the bay, then over here on the ferry," the gid answered promptly. "What about it?" "Your name?" "Jane Gerson, German, I know. I'm an 9, yes, it sounds t that's not my rican--a redhot he last two weeks." The sergeant's face s wooden, "Where are you gol "To New York on the Saxonia just as soon as [ can. And the British army can't stop me." "Indeed!" The sergeant permitted himself a fleeting smile. "From Paris by metor, eh? Your passports, please." "I haven't any," Jane retorted, with a shade of deflance. "They were taken from me in Spain, just over the French border, and were not returned." The sergeant raised his eyebrows in surprie not unmixed with irony. He pointed to the two big osier baskets, demanding to know what they con- tained, 3 - "Gowns--the last gowns made in Parig before the crash, fashion's last gasp." I am a buyer of gowns for Hil. debrand's store in New York." Ecstatic gurgles of pleasure fiom Mrs. Sherman and her daughter greet. ed this announcement: They pressed about the baskets and regarded them levingly. The sergeant pushed them away and tried to throw back the covers, "Open your baggage-all of it!" he commanded snappishly. . Jane, explaining over her shoulder to 'the women, stooped to fumble with the hasps. "Seventy of the -darlingest gowns, the very last Paul Pierre and Racket and Gerth made befors they closed {'said, with a warming smile. and ROBERT WELL 3 RITCHI i 0 i$ 1915, by the Bobbs-Merrill tion suddenly near tragedy. Under his fingers a delicate girdle crackled sus- picigusly. "Here--your knife! Rip this open! There are papers of some sort hidden here." to one of his soldiers. Jane choked back a scream. "No, no! That's crinoline, stupid! No papéys"s+: She stretched forth her arms appealingly. The sergeant hump- ed his shoulders and put out his hand to take the opened clasp knife. A plump, doll faced woman who pos- sessed an afterglow of prettiness and a bustling, nervous manner, flounced through the doors at this juncture and burst suddenly into the midst of the group caught in the imminence of dis- aster. "What's this, wha{'s this?" She caught sight of the filmy creation drap- ed from the sergeant's arm. "Oh, the beauty!" This in a whisper of admi- ration. "The last one made by Gerth," Jane was quick to explain, noting the ser- geant's confusion in the presence of the stranger, "and this officer is going to rip it open in a search for concedled papers. He takes me for a spy." Surprised blue eyes were turned from Jane to the sergeant. 'The latter shamefacedly tried to slip the open knife into his blouse, mumbling an ex- cuse. Thé blue eyes bored him through. "I eall that very stupid, sergeant," reproved the angel of rescue. Then to Jane: . "Where are you taking all these won derful gowns?" "To New York. debrand's and" -- "But, Lady Crandall, this young wo- man has no passports--nothing," the sergeant interposed. "My duty"-- "Bother your duty}: Don't you know a Gerth gown when you see it? Now go away! I'll be responsible for this young woman from now on, - Tell your commanding officer Lady Crandall has taken your duty out of your hands." She finished with a quiet assurance andAurhed to gloat once mare over the gowns, 'The sergeant led his 'com- mand away with evident relief. , Lady Crandall turned to include all the refugees In a geoeral introduction of herself. *1 am Lady Crandall, the wife of the governor general of Gibraltar," she "1 just I'm buyer for Hil. | came down to see what I ¢ould do for | you poor stranded Americans. In these | times" make up a quarter pint of this sweet- « 1 ant lemon lotion and mas- ge it daily into the face, neck, arms nd hands, It naturally should help 0 soften, freshen, bleach and bring "out the roses and beauty of any skin, It is simply marvelous to smoothen rough, red hands, Have Your Car Over- hauled and Stored for the Winter } AT TRR ntral Garage, St. Proprietor. hg A Be = "An American yeurself, I'll gamble on it!" Sherman pushed his way be- tween the littered baskets and seized Lady Crandall's hands, "Knew ii by thé cut of your jib--and--your way of doing things. I'm Henry J. Sherman, rom Kewanee, Illynoy--my wife and daughtér Kitty." "And I'm from lowd--the red hills of ole loway," the governor's wife chanted, with an orator's flourish of the lands. "Welcome to the Rock, bome folks!" Hands all around and an impromptu old home week right then and there. Lady Crandal's attefition could not bp long awuy from the gowns, however. She turned back to them eagerly. With Jane Gerson as ber aid, she passed them in rapturous review, Mrs. Shere | man and Kitty playing an enthusiastic "Plans of what?" the sergeant glared. shop anf! marched away with their | regiments. You shall seé every one of | them." "Hurry, please! My time's limited! | the se nt barked. "I should think it would be, you're so charming," Jane flung back over her shoulder, and she raised the tops of the baskets. The other women pus forward with subdued coos. The sergednt plunged his hand up: der a mass of colored fluffiness, groped for a minute and brought forth a long Toll of heavy paper. With a fierce mien he began to unroll the bundle. "And these?" ~ "Plans," Hildebrand's buyer an- swered. ' "Plans of what?" glared, "Ot gowns, silly! "Hbre, you're look- lng at that one upside down! This | way! Now, isn't that a perfect dear of an afternoon gown? See that love ly basque effect? Everything's moyen age this season, you know." : Jane, with a shrewd sidelong glance at the fustered sergeant, rattled on, beinglig after gown from the ets and displaying them to chorus of smothered a of de- light from the feminige part of her audience. One she draped. coguettish. ly from her sho aggerated and did an ex- A The sergeant ep before the smoky mir inantelpiece to note the "Isu't it too bad this soldier person Asn't no dd, so he could appreciate these. beauties?" She flicked a mis. chievous eye his way. "Of course he 'can't be marriedsor be'd recognize the plan of a 'gown. | Clean hands there. | Mr. Sergeant, If you're going to tech any of these droums! Here let me! Now look at that mosisquetaite sleeve, the effect oF the war~mblitary, you The sergeant wan thoroughly angey.| x co the | this time, and hie forced the situs: § chorus. CHAPTER IX, An Unexpected Mesting. - PURSY little man with an air of supreme importance--Henry Reynolds. he ca the gown chatter was at its noigiest. He threw his hands above his head In a mock attitullo of submissiven fore, aviighwayman. "'8 all fized, ladies and gentlemen," cried with a showman's eloquence. "Here's Lady Crandall come to tell you about it, and she's so busy riding her hobby--gowns and millinery and such--ghe bas forgotten. I'll bet dol- lars to doughnuts." "Credit to he "Well, 'it's this way." Reynolds be. people sitting on my doorsiep I just Eke Snrangelments to snip 1X01 in self defense. | 1 i have an engagement, regula Ameri | can dinner with me at the government J house. Remember! "If you bave hash---plain blish--and don't call it a rag.owt we'll eat Xon out of house and home," Sherman | shouted' as addendum to the others' | | felfishness on my part i secret's out, | take no for an answ thanks. "And you, my dear"--Lady Crandall beamed upon Jane-"you're coming right home with me to wait for the Saxonia's salling. Ob, no; don't be tea ready with your thanks. This 1s pure | I Wwaut you to There, the | "those beautl- ful gowns surely [iilde will not object it you leave the patt of one of them in an our of the way little | place like this, I'll not We'll pack up help plan my fal ci {hes But with a 16 On BOW; {all these beauties apd Lave you off in | no time," He starled to pass the gown | | Jane's thanks were ignored by the capable packe™ who smoothed and straightened. the confections of silk and satin in the osier hampers. Lady Crandall summoned the porter to lift the precious freight to the back of her dogeart, waiting outside. Almer, per \ : | that apger still ting | , FEBRUARY 16, 1918. of these ingredients. © WINNIPEG century reputation should be su DER CONTAINS NO ALUM It is a pure phosphate baking pow- der and is guaranteed by us to be the best and purest baking powder possible to produce. The perfect leavening qualities of " Magic" combined with its purity and wholesomeness make it the ideal baking powder. The ingredients are plainly printed on the label and our half ficient guarantee of the high quality E.W.GILLETT COMPANY LIMITED TORONTO.ONT. MONTREAL "I'm syre 1 shan't mention it again," the girl broke in shortly, "Perhaps since it means so little to you--your silence----perhaps you will do me that favor, Miss Gerson." Certainly." Woodhouse could sec d her speech. "May 1 go further and ask you to-- promise? A shadow of annoyance creased her brow, but she nodded. "That is very good of you," he thank ed her. "Shall you be long on the Rock?" "No longer than I have to. I'm sail ! ing on the first boat for the States," "Your silence--perhaps you will do me that favor." turbed at the kidnaping of his guest, came from behind the desk. "You will go to your room now?' he queried anxiously. "Not going to take it," Jane answer. ed. "Have an invitation from Lady Crandall to visit the statehouse, or whatever you call it." "But, pardon me, .the room--it was rented, and I fear one night's lodging is due. Twenty shillings." Jane elevated her eyebrows, "but handed ower a bill. . "Ah, no; lady; French paper--it is worthless to me. Only English gold, if the lady pleases." Almer's smile was leonine. be "But it's all I've got. Just came from France, and"-- "Then, though it gives me the great- est sorrow, I must hold your luggage until you have the money changed. Excuse" -- : Captain Woodhouse, who had dallied long over his dinner for lack of some- thing glse to do, came out of the din- ing room just then, saw a woman in difficulties with the landlord and in- stinctively stepped forward to offer his services. ; # "Beg pardon, but cam I be of any help?" Jane turned. The" captain's heart gave a great leap and then went cold. Frank pleasure followed the first sur prise in the girl's eyes. "Why, Captain Woodhouse, how jol- 1y to see you again after" ; She put out her hand with a free gesture of comradeship. Captain Woodhouse did not see the girl's hand. He was looking into her' eyes coldly, aloofly. J "I beg your pardon, but aren't you | mistaken?" | "Mistaken?' The girl was staring at him, mystified. ¥ "I'm afraid I have not had the pleas- ure of meeting you," he continued evenly. "But if I can be of service-- now"-- : She shrugged her shoulders and turn. ed away from him. "A small matter. I owe this man 20 shillings, and he will not accept French paper. It's all I have." ; Woodhouse took the note fromgher. "I'll take'it gladly--perfectly good." He took some money from his pocket - and looked at it. Then to Aimer, "I say, can you split a crowp?' "Change for you in a minute, sir" the tebaccd shop down the street." Al mer pocketed the gold piece and dodg: ed out of the door. Jane turned and found the deep set gray eyes of Captain Woodhouse fixed JNipon her. They craved pardon--toler- ation of the incident just passed. ,* Woodhouse hurried to Jane Gerson's side and began to speak swiftly and earnestly: "I've got so tired having all You., "You are from the States?" A shrug was bef answer. The girl's face was averted, and in the defiant set of her shoulders Woodhouse found little promise of pardon for the nck dent of the minute before - He pes sisted: at "This war means nothing to you-- Soiled one side or the dther?" ; "1 have equal pity for them both" shie answered in a low voice. "We are living in dangerous times" he continued earnestly. "I tell' you frankly were the fact that you and I had met before to become known here on the Rock the consequences would be most---inconvenienit--~for me." Jane turned and looked searchingly into his face. Something in the tone rather er meeting jus _ which has been with ; * memory. 1 regrot thag were rou than the words roused Ber quick sym. pathy. Woodbonse kept on: "1 am sorry. | bag to deny that form t hat meeting fade to it again | woutd bave to deny ; amphaticallg. Fhe Sa she answered. "Then | am in luck--tonight." Wood house tried to speak easily, thougt - Jane Gerson's attitude was distant "Meeting you again--that's luck." ° "To judge by what you have Just said, it must be instead a great misfor tune," she retorted, with a slow smile "That is not fair. You know what } mean. Don't imagine I've really for gotten our first meeting under happier conditions than these. I know I'm not clever. ' 1 can't make it sound as | would, but I've thought a great dead of you, Miss Gerson--wondering. how you wé®e making it in this great war Perhaps" -- 3 Almer returned at this juncture with the change, which he lianded to Wood: house, He was followed in by Lady' Crandall, who assured Jane Ler bam pers were securely strapped to the 'dog cart. Jane attempted an introduction *"T'his gentleman has just done me a service, Lady Crandall. May 1 pre sent' -- _ "86 sorry. You don't know my name. My clumsiness. Captain Woodhouse." The man bridged the dangerous gap hurriedly. Lady Crandall acknowl- edged the introduction with a gracious smile. "Your husband is Sir George"-- he | began. "Yes; Sir George Crandall, governor | general of the Rock. And you"-- "Quite a recent comer, from the Nile country here. morrow." "All of the new officers have to re port to the- governor's wife as well," Jady Crandall rallied, with a glance at Jane. "You must come and see me-- and Miss Gerson, who will be with me until] her boat sails." Woodhouse caught his breath. Jane Gerson, who knew him, at the gover: nor's home! But he mastered himself in a second and bowed his thanks. Lady Crandall was moving toward the door, Her ward turned and held ont a hand to Woodhouse. "So good of you to have straightened out my finances," she said, with a smile in which the man hoped he reid full forgiveness for his denial of a few minutes before, "If you're over in America I hope"-- He looked up quickly. "I hope somebody will be as nice to you, Good night." CHAPTER X. : No. 1932, ; OODHOUSE and Almer were alone in the mongrel recep tion room. The hour was late, Almer began sliding folding wooden shutters across the back of the street windows, Woodhouse lingered over the excuse of a final cigarette, knowing the moment of his rap prochement with his fellow Wilbelm- strasse spy was at hand. He was more distraught than be cared to ad. mit even to himself. The day's devel opments had been startling--first the stunning encounter with Capper there on the very Rock that was to be the ! 'Scene of his delicate operations--Cap- per, whom he had thought sunk in the oblivion of some Alexandrian wine shop, but who had followed him on the Princess Mary. The fellow had delib- erately cast himself into bis notice, Woodhouse reflected. There had been menace-and insolent hint of a power to barm in his sneering objurggtion that Woodhouse should remember his name against a' second meeting. "Capper-- never heard the name in Alexandria, eh? What could be mean by that if learned of bis visit to the home of Dr. Koeh? And that meant--why, Capper in Gibraltar was as dangerous as a cobra! : Then the unexpected meeting with Jane Gerson, the little American be had mourned as lost in the fury of the war. Ah, that was a joy not unmixed with regrets! What did she think of him? First, be had been forced coldly Transferred | Report to- | to deny the acquaintance that had meant much to him in moments of rec- oliection lame explanation, mystified thi before. In fact, be had frankly thrown himself on the mercy 'might consider. as merely ove of a Gay's travel as far as be could know, . ' then be had attempted a He had deceit t nev. er to be forgotten ride from Calais to be had represented himself! as hurrying back to Egrpt, and herg she found him still out of uniform and in a hotel in Gibraltar Beyond all this, Jane Gerson was go- ing to the governors house as a guest. She, whom he had forced, ever so cav- nlierly, into a promise to keep secret her half Enowlédge of the double game he was playing, was going to be on the intimate ground of association with the ome man in Gibraltar who by a crook of his finger could end suspicion by a firing squad. This breezy little baggage from New York carried his life balanced on the rosy tip of her tongue. She could be careless or she could be indifferent. In either case it would be bandaged eves and the click of shells going home for him. It was Almer who interrupted Wood. honse's troubled traih of thought. "Captain Woodhouse will report fer signal duty on the Rock tomorrow, 1 supposes" Le in united. coming down to where W 1s s standing be fore the firephice He made n show of tidving up the seattered magazines pind 0 ' 1 the stood befu.. wer canght in a for on the vccasion of tl Yaris ie (Continued next Saturday.) without Made of high AA A rN. i R'S BREAKFAST COCOA The food drink KING OF SHYLOCKS DEAD. 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