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E CHAPTER XII.â€"(Cont’d) Possibly, when he first arrived in London, Frithiof might have scout- ed such a notion if it had been proâ€" posed to him, but now his first ques- tion was whether he was really qua- lified for the situation. Those hard words which had so often confront- " ". . ed himâ€"~“Expericnced only”â€" 1 ’. flashed into his mind. “I have had a good education,” he said,-“and, of course, under- stand book-keeping and So forth, __ but I have had no experience.” ‘, “I quite understand that,” said ' Mr. Boniface. “But you would soon get into the way of things. My son would show you exactly what your work would be”, p “Of course I would,” said Roy. “Think it over, Flack, for at any rate it, would keep you going for a better opening.” _; 2., “Yes, there is nd" need to make , up your mind-to-night. Sleep upon it, and let .me know how you decide to-morrow. If you think of ac- cepting the situation, then come ’ and see me in Regent Street be- . _ tween half past‘one and two o’clock. We closeIat two on Saturdays. And ’ ' L in any case, whether. you accept or refuse this situation, 1 hope you will come and spend Saturday to Monday with us here.” , “You are very good,” said Fri- ; thiof,'thinking to himself how unlike i',‘ these people were to any others he , ‘ ' had come across in London. ‘ ’5‘, As Frithiof walked home to Vaux- :t’ hall he felt more at rest than he had done for many days. They had {i not preached at him ; they had mere- " ly given one of the best gifts that can be given in this world, the sight of one of those homes where the kingdom of heaven has begunâ€"- a home, that is, where “righteous- < . ness and peace and joy” are the '3, rule, and whatever contradicts this ’ ' reign of love the rare exception. CHAPTER XIII. ’ .l ' Strict economy in gas was prac- l.__ _ tised by the Miss Turnours, and - Frithiof had to grope about for matches. “Attendance,” too, did not apparently include drawing down the blind, or turning down the bed." emfi.“ “ Looking honestly into his own mind .he detected there something r that firged him to snatch at this : first chance of work, lest, with fresh 1-". failure and disappointment, the “ very desire for work should die within him, and he should sink in- to a state which his better nature abhor-red. The clatter of tongues ' still ascended from below. “He took off his boots, dropping first one and then the other with a resounding thud upon the floor, after the man- .; ner of men. VV'. , The next morning he went to the " Swedish Embassy to ask advice ' once more. ’ - “I am glad to see you,” said the consul. “I was hoping you would look in again, for I met old Sivert- sen the other day, and he was most anxious to have your address. He said you went off in a hurry, and never gave him time to finish what he was saying.” ' F rithiof smiled. .. “He did nothing but inveigh against the rising generation, and I didn’t care to waste the whole morning over that.” “You have too little diplomacy about you,” said the consul. “You do not make the best of your own case. However, Sivertsen seems to have taken a fancy to you, and I advise you to go to him again; he will .most likely offer you work. If I were you, I would make up my mind to take whatever honest work turns up, and throw pride to the winds. Leave your address here with me, and if I hear of anything I’ll let you know.” Frithiof, somewhat, unwillingly, made his way to Museum Street, and was ushered into the stuffy little den where Herr Sivertsen sat smok- ing and writing serenely. He bow- ed stiffly, but was startled to see the sudden change which came over . the face of the old Norwegian at ' ‘ sight of him. “ “So! You have come back, then!” he exclaimed, shaking him warme by the hand, just as though . .. - they had parted the best of friends. * - . “I am glad of it. Whydidn’t you ‘ ‘ ‘ tell me the real state of the case? Why didn’t you tell me you were one of the victims of the accursed thirst for gold? Why didn’t you time whilegyogfeiook round for al ONLY A MONTH; OR. A CURIOUS. MYSTERY EXPLAINED. ! x l l | l l l tell me of the hardness and rapa- city of the English firml' But you are all alikeâ€"alll Young men now- adays can’t’put a decent sentence together; they clip, their words as close as if they were worth a mint of money. A worthless generation! Sit down, now, sit down, and tell me what you can do.” Frithiof, perceiving that what had first seemed like boorishness was really eccentricity, took the proffered chair, and tried to shake off the mantle of cold reserve which had ’of late fallen upon him. “I could do translating,” he re- plied. “English, German or Nor- wegian. I am willing to do copying; but there, I suppose, the type-writ~ ers would cut me out. Any way, I have four hours to spare in the ev- ening, and I want them filled.” “You have found some sort of work then already?” ; .- - I “Yes, I have got work which. will bring me in twenty-five shillings a week, ;but it leaves me free from. eight o’clock, and I want evening employment.” Herr Sivertscn gave a grunt which expressed encouragement and ap- proval. He began shuffling about masses of foolsca-p and proofs which were strewn in wild confusion about the writing-table. “These are the revised proofs of Scanbury’s new book; take this page and let me see how you can render it into Nor- wegian. Here are pen and paper. Sit down and try your hand.” Frithiof obeyed. Herr Sivertsen seemed satisfied with the result. “Put the, same page into Ger- man,” he said. "’ ' Frithiof worked away in silence, and the old author paced to and fro with his pipe, giving a furtive glance now and then at the, down- ,bent head with its fair, obstinate hair brushed erect in' Norwegian fashion, and the fine Grecian pro- file upon which the dark look of trouble sat strangely. The consul’s account of his young countryman’s story had moved him greatly, and he was determined now to do what he could for him. He rang the bell and ordered the Norwegian maid- servant to bring lunch for two, ad- ding an emphatic “Straix!” (im- mediately), r'which made Frithiof look up from his writing. “You Have finished ’1” asked Herr Sivertsen. “Not quite. I can’t get this last bit quite to my mind. I don’t be- lieve there is an equivalent in Ger- man for that expression.” “You are quite right. There isn’t. I couldn’t get anything for it myself. What have you put? Good! very good. - It is an improve- ment on what I had thought of. The sentence runs better.” He took the paper from the table and mumbled through it in an ap- proving tone. “Good! you will do!” he said at the end. “Now while we lunch to- gether we can discuss terms. Hal what has she brought us? Some- thing that pretends to be German sausage! Good heavens! The de- pravity of the age! This German sausage indeed! to you for having it on the table, but servants are all alike now-a- daysâ€"all alike! Not one of them can understand how to do the mar- keting properly. A Worthless gen- eration!” Frithiof began to be Whammâ€" BHILDREN’S HEALTH faintly If any of your children seem to be pale and anaemic; growing too fast. or too slowly, don’t start doctoring them. Food is the keynote of a child's growth and health. Some children. owing to constitutional weakness, or as a result of children’s diseases. will not thrive on food from which stronger ones benefit: In such cases the addition of Bovril to the diet will produce marked results. Bovril is concentrated beef in its best and most palatable form. Btringent scientific tests have shown that it is a great body-builder. It is in itself a highly condensed food, but it possesses the reinarkable power of . enabling the system to draw the full store of nutrimeut from ordinary food. Give your child between meals. ones a day. a'cup of warm milk. in which you have stirred a. spoonful of Bovrll.‘ and try a dash of Ban-ll in your gravies, sauce"- and soups. It will be not only the delicate ones who will appreciate the added zest, all will benefit from the increased nutrition. I must apologize Mr. M. J. Patton, Assistant secretary of the Commis- sion of Conservation. amused by the old man, and as he walked away from Museum Street with a week’s work under his arm he felt in better spirits that he had done for some time. With not a little curiosity he sought out the Bonifaccs’ shop in Regent Street. The inner shop was consecrated to instruments of all kinds,.and through this Frithiof was taken 'to- Mr. Boniface’s private room. “Well,” said the show-owner, greeting him kindly. “And have you made your decision?” “Yes, sir,.I, have decided to ac- cept the situation,” said Frithiof. “I forget whether I told you about the hours,” said Mr. Boni- face. “Half past eight in the morn- ing till half past seven at night, an hour out of .that for dinner, and half an hour for tea. You will have of course the usual bank holidays, and we also arrange that each of our men shall have a fortnight some time during the summer.’ ’ “You are very thoughtful for your hands,” said Frithiof. “It is few, I should fancy, who would allow so much.” “I don’t know that,” said Mr. Boniface. “A good many, I fancy, try something of the sort, and I am .quite sure that it invariably an- swers. It is not in human nature to go on forever at one thingâ€"every one needs variety. Business be- comes a tread-mill if you never get a thorough change, and I like my people to put their heart into the work. If you try to do that you will be of real value, and are bound to rise.” ~ “Look,” said Roy, showing him a neatly drawn-out plan of names and dates. “This is the holiday chart which we worked out this summer. It takes my father quite a long time to arrange it all and make each dovetail properly with the others.” 'They lingered for a few minutes talking over the details of the busi- ness, then Roy took Frithiof down into the shop again, and in the un- interrupted quiet of the Saturday afternoon showed him exactly what his future work would be. “I am afraid all this must be very uncongenial to you,” said Roy. “Perhaps,” said Frithiof. “But it will do as well as anything else. And indeed,” he added, warmly, “one would put up with a greatvdeal for the sake of being under such a man as Mr. Boniface.” “The real secret of the success of the business is that he personally looks after every detail.” said Roy. “All the men he employs are fond of him; he expects them to do their best for him, and he does his best for them. I think you may really be happy enough here, though of course it is not at all the sort of life you were brought up to expect.” He began'to know intuitively how things would strike Frithiof, and as they went down to Brixtonhe pre- pared him for what he shrewdly surmised would be the chief dis- agreeable in his business life. “I don’t think you heard,” he be- gan, “that there is another part- ner in our firmâ€"a cousin-of my ia- ther’sâ€"James Horner. I dare say on will not come across him very much, but he is fond of interfering now and then, and sometimes if my father is away he gets fussy and an- noying. He is not at all popular in the shop, and I thought I would of course you are not exactly ex- pecting a bed of roses.” . When they reached Rowan Tree House they found a carriage wait- ing at the‘door. , I “Talk of the angel and its wings L appear,” said Roy. “The Iornem are-calling here. What a er" Frithiof felt inclined'to ecln Qiis sentiment when he found himself in the pretty drawingâ€"room once more and. became conscious of the 1 just warn you beforehand, though __ ’ _.. Extra ’ can supply you. presence of an overdressed woman and a bumptious little man with muttonâ€"chop, whiskers and inquisi- tive eyes, whose air of patronage would have been comical had it not been galling to his Norwegian in- dependence. “The Bonifaces have no sense of what is fitting,” she said afterward to her husband. “The idea of intro- ducing one of the shopmen to me! I never go into Loveday’s drawing- room without longing to leave he- hind me a book on etiquette.” “She’s a wellâ€"meaning soul,” said James Horner, condescendingly. “But countrified still, and unpol- ishcd. It’s strange after so many years of London life.” "“Not strange at‘all,” retorted Mrs. Horner, snappishly. “She never tries to copy correct models, so how’s it likely her manners should improve. I’m not at all par- tial to Cecil either. They’ll never make a stylish girl of her with their ridiculous ideas about stays and all that. I’ll be bound her waist’s a good five-andâ€"twenty inches.” (To be contnued.) -,â€"--*-â€"-â€" . POLICEMAN STOLE SAUSAGE. Arrested By a Civilian at Ham- burg, Germany. A policeman was passing down one of the by-streets in Hamburg, Germany, when he espied an at- tractive piece of sausage in a shop window. He was hungry and the sausage was alluring. He was, moreover, an economical man and a person of resource. “Why buy sausage when one can have it for nothing?” he asked himself, and, drawing his sword, he thrust it through an aperture in the glass and neatly impaled the morsel on the point. He was just about to devour his spoil when a civilian, who had seen the theft. came. up and told him sharply to follow him to the police station. The man was back that he forgot he was, a po- liceman and made no attempt to resist. He implored the amateur to forgive him and not to cause his arrest, but the entreaties were use- useless, and, as if mesmerized, he meekly followed his captor to the station. where he was duly accused of his larceny, and is now awaiting trial. m wwrsismx‘éssmumzh. 1 ., _‘ - ” -Cana I “Found Sealed Package of ranul It’s Canada’s finest sugar, fresh from the Refinery: untouched by human "hands. contains 5 full pounds of sugar Canada Sugar Refining Company, limited, Montreal. - sd‘ taken : '" ' " geyns _ . . ', ‘N’ m' , at its best cleanlinessand “ ‘ ‘ purity will be gratified by this 5- ted Sugar Each Package Your Grocer _ ENGLISH WOMEN ASSAILED. Either Masculine or Doll-like, Says Dr. Macdcr of Zurich. Dr. A. Maeder of Zurich, Ger- many, contributes au article to Imago, a scientific review, on the English woman. ' . He divides the women of England into two classes, which are repre- sented by the extremes of the mas- culine and the doll-like types. “The first may be immediately re‘ cognized,” he writes, “by the build, which shows masculine traits, the face being angular with something rough about the fea- tures, while the gait has something disagreeany decided, energetic and heavy. “The suffragette belong to this type. Her manner of thought and feeling is ego-central. “The impression of a want of wo- manliness is received everywhere in ‘ London. Compare, for instance, two theatrical performances,"'the. one in Paris and the other in Lon- don. let are merely gymnastic exercises, completely ,9 lacking in character and feminene grace. “The English idea of beauty is that of a Botticelli ‘Madonna.’ No full, ripe forms are aimed at, but the attainment of the straight line. The undeveloped girl is the ideal of the English woman, who_,, wears short white skirts at 50. The Ru- bens type is never seen. “To this ideal much of the refusal to eat sufiicient food on the part of the English girls is no doubt due. I gained the impression that many of these girls did not desire mar- riage, or at least wished to put it off as long as possible. . “The other type, the doll, which we very seldom see here, is quite inf‘antine and undeveloped. She seemed to me like a pretty play- thing.” “44â€"... 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