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"e have a targe sup “W55 and Eankcts hr“)!- “’2 allow Ho : hmmham :,._ NJ _ “"7 day "c nave 3 age supply of home- miams and LYankcts to exchange '00? We allow 1 to 2:: per lb ex hinélthange for woqi a: d we have Wanangemenzs, 29 that our cus- .- kWSW%‘V$\“Sm .z. Toronto, Ont., stands tc-day without a superior in Canada. Graduates always successful. Fall Term Opens Aug. 28; $ Cé'é'fii'gtg , A A. S. Welsman 6;;‘01'1' Mg; Dentistry a <pecialty. Charges Moderate. Phone {87 office and residence earner Russdl and Cambridge-sis. Honor graduate uf the Ontario Vcterinary College. Post Gradu- azeot the Royal Veterinary Col- legezalso of the Lundon School of Tropical Medicine. Day and night calls promptly at- tended. “URINE-ST. , UIIDSAY VETERINARY SURGEON Catalogue ire children Cry ‘ fun FLETITHER’S my Business College fmnans-st North hE Hoax BROS Woofer) Co Limited HO'ME sway COURSES Affiliated with Dominion Correspondence School) A. H. SPOTTON - President FALL T519.“ SEPT. 4th DR, .1. M. RICE inattendance over tn at of last year proves the growing popuâ€" larity oi our school. V\ hat we have done fox-othexs we can do 2n educator) always pays :he best meme. Fcr yeaxs we have given hundreds a foothold in the commercial world. An in- AN msmm PETERBORO BUSINESS COLLEGE 6:1;[i'zi1é In 12mm: x! unsung-nun a M Term from August 28th -' » _~_.- “Jar- ease of WO‘QL WANTED mu “our graduates than any Yuu mav study home or partly at hnme uh a: the (‘ullege. Afiil- mys‘ Associatiun m ham?“ to: you to_m- DSAY’ ng over 20cc lbzof woo D4 5 tr: :3 in Lindsa wcoi dircct to the yMiils North 119 p.c. are choosing. Ex- for Ontann of the : Bliss Book-keep- vhiuh is unequalled. Eminess from Start ,1 the student kee s Chartered Ban 5 lie Houses. Enter livirlunl instruction ‘r the flexes have be?!) a: fur particulars President P- g; the past 30 5t trainers in 0 our connec' t‘it). “'9 d0 bet- AUGUST 4th. College * NAPANEE SELLS ITS LIGHT PLANT O O O. 9.9 O. O O O. O o N O o 9‘ O 0 O. C o O ”.0. O 09 O O. O O O. O. O O 00 O O 00 O O O. O O O O .0 O o O. 9 O O. O O O .0 9°. Over 300 students enrolled an- nually, half of whom are young ladies. Highest advantages in all departments. Buildings heat- ed by steam and lighted by elec- tricity. Will re-open Tuesday, September 11th, 1911. For Calen- dar or room, address is: Druggist, Omemee -I"1~M"l Sale 1-44.45! Napanee, July 24.â€"-'I‘he hy-law auth- orizing the town to sell the municipal electric light plant to the Seymour Pown Company was carried today 403 voting for and 46 against. The town sells the plant to the Seymour Company for about $40,000 and gives the Company athirty-year contract, and secures electric light at tfght cents net 2). kilowatt hour for con- A L B E RT COLLEGE The late Mr. Shyne was well known, and his many friends will be sorry to hear of his demise, He was very devoted to his home and much loved by his sorrowlng family. Mrs. James Baldwin and daughter Helen have returned from visiting friends in Islay. BELLEVI LLE, ONT. The death occurred "in Arlington, Washington, of Mr. William Shyne on July 14th. The deceased was born in Ops and was 42 years of age. He has been in Arlington for sixteen years. He was married in Lindsay about 8 years ago, and leaves to mourn his lose his devoted wife and two child- dren, a boy and a girl. LESSONS IN'. MUSIC BY MAIL 81110913. yacpeaw CARED fOR'WILIyLASI A LIFETIMEK M _ * - we HAVE A LARGE {AS‘SORTME‘NT or THESE _WATCHES. PRINCIPAL DYER, D. I AT B. J. MULLIGAN’S WILLIAM 'SHYNE. OBITUARY r"â€"" __ _7- -n..\.uu 5.551: uausutcl. Yarney did not know that this ex- ercise was part of the daily routine at the pine-apple quinta, and was enjoyed by both father and daughter; conse- quently he was inclined to be angry at that wink. For Muriel Davis was. very pretty. ’ Mr; Davis backed this confident Judgment with the ghost of a wink to Varney, and laughed. The discussion which threatened was one which fre- quently arose in this household; for Muriel, having spent the thinking years of her lifeâ€"not, as yet, a very long oneâ€"in the seclusion of a lonely pine-apple quinta, was an aggressive disputant, and made up by the violence of her views on the wrongs of her sex for her total lack of practical knowledge of her subject. Her daily life from the time she was fourteen had been almost conventual in its simplicity; she had had no opportunity of verifying by the observation of ac- tualities the opinions which she held so strongly; therefore she was never troubled with doubts. If there was another side to the question, her favor- ite novels did not teach it, and no one had ever made her see it. To be per- fectly frank, in one had ever seriously tried, except. her father, and his ef- forts were chiefly aimed at drawing her out. He opposed hex, for the sake of seeing her eyes lose their dreamy took in a flash of temper, and her color rise with indignation; and when he had enticed her into saying some thing sufficiently cutting about th folly and brutality of men, he usuall chuckled andflowned meekly that sh “If you mean,” he said, “that there is a woman at the bottom of most of the good deeds-that are done in the world, 1 am yepdyfito agree wun you.“ “- was right. He was alfiios't .ABEhrEfiy prgud of big fanatical little daughter. “Have you any reason for thinking that there is a woman in this case?" said Scarborough. He knew the ten- dency of all discussion at the Casa Davis. and experience told him that, If he was to get any useful information, both father and daughter would have to he kept to the point. “Yes,” said Mr. Davis. “Father means that he has the same reason that he usually has," opined Muriel. “You know how prejudiced he (a In is. ,7... “And Muriel will agree with you, and think you are a very sensible fellow,” said Mr. Davis, laughing. “But I meant there is a woman in every tiece of mischief that is done, and always will beâ€"this side of the Golden River! And I won’t say that the same state of things mayn’t obtain on the other side, too!” he added, chuckling. “'1’- ,_ A “Well, yes, Muriel," he admitted. smiling. “I believe it is a somewhat frequent remark of mine. Generally true, too.” Muriel frowned. “I dont see why you should suppose that a woman had anything to do with it," she insisted. “No? But you will find that, as usual, I shall turn out to be right.” His daughter, who was standing be- hind him, exchanged a quiet glance with the two young men, and shrug- ged her shoulders slightly. She was a dainty little blonde, with big eyes which tried to look earnest, and man~ aged to look dreamy. “That's what you always say, fa- ther.” she said. CHAPTER IX. The Hooded Woman "If you want my opinion,” said Mr. Davis, when he had heard what Scar- borough had to tell him. “there is a woman in it.” “Stay, though! There is another possibility,” said Varney. “Mrs. Car- rmgton’s name is Rachel. Perhaps it is not a C that has gone. but an R and an L. This stone may have carried a dying man’s last message to his wife. What next, Horace 1’" f‘It isn't much," he said. “But it may be the clue we want.” “To the murderer?” “No, to the diamonds, ‘ache’ looks uncommonly like the end of the word cache, and the rest tells where the cache is.” “Or d.d tell, before this idiot’s blouse rubbed it out.” bblng in the pocket of a peasant's house had obliterated most of them, and. those that were still legible owed their ptesenation to the fact that they were iti the hollows of the stone’s surface. “What is it ?” said Varney. "It was a message. but this fool has rubbed most of it out. Can you make sense of it?” Varney éxamined the stone closely. “ache . . . blue . . . N. drip” was all that remained of the writing. The. man put his hand into his pocket. “Five,” he said insinuatingly. “Very well. five." The bean-seller prroduced the stone and gate it to Scarborough. It was, as he said, a small flat stone, about three inches square It was covered with the white incrustation caused by the Caldeira w,ater and there were marks on it where something had been written in pencil. But half a day’s “No, Senhor, not quite,” said the Azorean. “What did you see?” “I saw that the fingers of the dead man’s right hand were tightly closed. There was something in the hand. I opened the fingers gently. It was only a flat stone with some scratches on it." "Have you got the stone?" , “Sim, Senhor. It is a thing of no value. I keep it to remind me8 of the tragic affair in which I assisted this morning. A poor bean-seller's life is uneventful, Senhor.” “I will buy it from you,” said Scar. borough. “Two mllrejs." M‘anhxedzm mammmqu>< woz>20m QEWJ’EC‘: v w im>4xflwfl< 01mm1m< Scarborough put his hand in his pocket and pulledpufi a. mllreis note. _ “Think againfl he said quietly. “Were your eyes quite shut?” Swhgrnu 2h ’ wide' open as rlcner men‘may. 1 say that I saw nothing." “We’ll go and see Davis." DOV. Scarborough' diavriritfiiva‘éplâ€"y'm In his mun mind the amps doubt had 215% “No. What was the use? They’ll know soon enough. Meanwhile I’ve a. notion that Elsa wouldn't care for the news to be bruited about more than necessary. She still believes In her father‘s innocence.” "I wonder," said Varney after a short pagse, _“whether she, really does.” “Oh. we‘ll make {t mutualimft will be a fair exchange, By the way, In}? didn’t tell them‘that Page was Carl rington." “Grows pineapples for Covent Gar- den. Was an Army crammer in Lon- don, doing pretty well. Lungs went wrong. so he came out here. Doing pretty well here, too. He’s smart, and I should call him the best read English- man iu the island. Muriel's a nice girl, too, or- will be when she lives down a. few of her crochets. At present she is just a little bit of a prig." “Then I’ll convertfierr” said Var- ney. “I thought the programme wgg the; she was to convert you,” commepteq Scarborough in some'am'usement. “That so?” said Varney. “Well, I mean to go.” “You’ll be snubbed.” “Can’t help it! But isn’t there a. chance that she might like to convert me ?" said Varney with a grin. "What’s the father?" “I say.” said Vamey, when he and Scarborough had put a mile between them and the Casa Davis, “I like that girl." - Scarborough laughed. “Do you?" he said. “Then you nhouldn’t have told her that you were 3. circus man.” “Why not?" BecauSe she is very earnest, very young and xery bigoted. Di'dnt you see how she froze?” “She did rather!” “Quite so! She has notions about the whole duty of man, and I expect she thinks you 've missed it by a good bit Bet you five mil she’s already told her father that you are are on no account to be asked to go and see them ” Muriel opened her eyes rather wide. 'You are going to the circus?" she ask- ‘d. She did not obj-2:: to circases; she would have liked to g herselz; nitâ€"was this exacziy a suitable iim'), vhenâ€"? Her eyes pTainIy snrggested : rebuke. “0h.” expiained Varney, “I have to. '31 one of the performers. you know.” "unr" saxa Muriel. her tone tms time suggested a sudden and entire lack of interest, and during the few minutes longer that the young men stayed. she said nothing more. ‘nim ? Scarborough cut in quickly with a remark. Muriel shook her head. “I don‘t see the reason," she said obstinately, “but I admit that you had more ground than usual for your usual fancy.” “More ground than usual! My usual fancy! Why. I saw her! Anyway I saw the capote and capello!" "And imagined all the rest. She was walking in the same‘direction as Mr. Page. What possible reason have you {or supposing that she was pursuing "That," he said, “15 what we shall lave to inquire into. Ready, Phil?" “And the edges. flap together, and hide everything. unless the wearer keeps them open wlrh her hand," added Davis. "This wearer didn‘t. She even took particular care to keep them shut. I wondered at the time if she was troubled with excess of modesty; but In the light of our later knowledge i’m pretty sure it wasn't that. So you see, Muriel," ne added. turning to his daughter, "I had some reason besides prejudice for saying that there was a woman in it.” “Yes.“ sa2d Varney. “By Jove! we shall have to hurry if I am to be in [me for the perfcrmance!” “What! Did she run away from you, too?” exclaimed Varney. 'Or bicycle?” said Scarborough. “Neither. She walkedâ€"pretty fast, too! But it wasn’t her speed that pre- vented me from seeing what she was like. I met her face to face, as one might say, without being able to get a glimpse of a feature. She was dressed In capote and capello.“ “What are they?" asked Varney. “The capello is a. long blue cleak. and the capote is a hood made of card- board and whalebone. and covered with cloth," explaned Scarborough. "Some of them stick out a. yard in front of the face.” “What was she like?" asked Scar- borough. . “I dont know. She didn’t give me I chance to see. ” A Scarborough and Varney exchanged glances. The same thought had oc- curred to then: both. Was the woman. after all, Mona de la Mar?” “He hurried on,” said the pine_gro“._ er. “as though he thought I was chas- Ing him. In a sense or course I was; but what I mean is that I got the Im- pression that he had some strong reason for avoiding me. so I turned back. It was then that I met the we man.” bad. He went out, therefore, to se'e the phenomenon for himself, and if possible to persuade Mr. Page to come back to supper. He did not succeed in giving this invitation. because though he caught sight of Mr. Page in, the distance, he could not get near to him. He shouted, and was heard fox. he got a wave of the hand in reply; but that was all. woman in this case, because 1 Saw her.” He went on to explain that last night, when Muriel came in to say that she had met Mr. Page, and that he seemed to have recovered from his gout, the news surprised him; for he had called at the Chlnelaa a few hours before, and had been told that the gout was very ment of impatience, and Mr. Uav15 noted it. He became grave at once. “You are quite right," he said, an- swering Scar-borough’s glance. “Mur. 1e}, our levity ls rebuked, and I think we deserve it. I say ghat there is a 9n ms Limb" my because 1 Sfiw “Then,” he said, “the only cure for you is to meet the girl herself. If you’re not a hopeless foo], you’ll see in five minutes that you’ve been in- sulting her. Hurry up, and let’s get there as soon as possible." Twenty minutesvlater they dismount- ed at the door of the circus buildint. “Great Scott. yes: But things have happened since then that she can have had no band in. Her business wasn’t murder!" “I don’t suggest that it was." “But you won't take it for granted that she had nothing to do with itâ€" could have nothing to do with it, being the girl ! know her to be." "No,” said Scarborough. Varney laughed, but there was vex- ation in the laugh. “It was vou who suggested.” Scarbor- ough reminasfl him, "that she refused 10 perform last night because she had business with Carrington." Varney spoke with some heat. He and this girl had been comrades ‘for nearly two years, and he resented sus- picion as an insult to her. “Exactly! You suspect her. I prom- ised to int: oduce you, and I’ll do it; but Im more than half sorry I prom- ised, and I’m altogether sorry I ever told you about that vow business. It’s that that’s sticking in your throat all the time, I know. You can‘t under- stand that it was all a piece of high- falutin’ nonsense, which she has for- gotten long ago. She’s a. rare good sort, aud.p2ucky; but you want to make her out a fool!" “I want to hear what she has to say,” Scarborough returned steadily. "I see what you’re driviné vat, of course; but you're wrong. You think It was Mona.” “I don’t.” “Well, any way you are prepared to beliexe that it may have been. I tell you the id a is absurd but you don’t seem to be inclined to believe me.” ' “0n general grounds? Or did he know anything?" “I don’t think so." Presently Scarborough returned again to the subject of the hooded woman, and Vamey said sharply: "Haven’t got one," said Varney. "un- less it's that Miss Davis is right, and that her fathtr is making a great deal out of nothing. By the way. I got the impression that he wasn‘t fond of Car- rington.“ "What made you think so?” ‘ “W'eil, he didn’t express any sort of grief at his death, and'he seemed very ready to believe that he was running away from that woman. When a man fears a woman so much that he runs from her, the most usual theory is that the man has something to be ashamed of. It struck me that that was the theory that had occurred to Davis.” “Very iikely," said Scarborough. “1 beligve he didn’t like Carrington.” Sick Headache and relieve all the troubles ind. dent 1.) a. bxlious state of the system, such as Dizziness, Nausea, Drowsiness. Distress after eating. Pain in t‘ae Side c. While their most remarkable success has "an shown in caring fim§ baud “Are you going to tell her about the pencilled stone?" asked Varney. “I don’t think so.” "Or about the hooded woman?" “No, not at present. What's your theory about the hooded woman?" Headache, yet Cafler'a Little Live; Pills an eq;x.x}1y vitiuaEflc in (.onsfipcflcn, cunngand pro- “ :11 mg this .mno_.'in, complaint. while they also con-wulldis ‘rdersc the stomach. stjmulatethe livn {and rogulatc the bowds. EVCD 11' they 023! MEN. MEN. Miriam Ache they would be almost pricelrss to those who mire:- Iron: 11: is distressing complaint; but form natcly thei :- goodness docs nctcml humid those who 911?: try them will £xzdthcselilde pills valu- sbk‘ m :0 mguy vat-s that they will not be wil: hm: :» co \utnoat them. ButLflcr all sick hem more than once, only to be steadily crushed down. It seemed difficult to believe that Else’s faith could have withstood unshaken the various shocks to which it had in these last two days been subjected; but appar- ently it had. He remembered, too, that she had said that there were proofs. and that the murderer had not succeeded in destroying those. But what proofs could there be? He was quite unable to guess at what she meant; but he could not but think that if she was, as he feared, pinning her faith on documents that her father told her contained his vindication. there could only be another bitter dis- appointment in store for her. ’3 the bane of so m3}? lives thn_t here is wheye we make our great. boast. 081131115 cure it whue our r13 do not. Carter's Little Lixer Pills are very small and very easy to take. One or two fillsmakc a dose. They are strictly vegetable am do notegri puma. at by their “gentle action please \vhfl __- u. _- Mc‘LENNAN C0. Made from Pure Lead and Linseed on THE CAfiADA 00"! PAINT CARTER amour-'1 00.. 83V 2088, READY MAnE PAINTS SICK BRAND ' She had not light her faith without a struggle. Miagivtngs had arisen in her- mi‘nd, but she had strangled them remorselesely at their birth. and by an effort of will made herself believe that they had never been born. There was, however, one moment when the do'ubts had been too strong to be stifled thus; they had cried clamorously, and had refused to be choked; and few halt-an. hour she had tasted a misery more hit- ter even than fillet Which had come when she flrgt knew that her father wgg aéad. That moment was when, Ihe listened to scat-borough's tale of tha ammulnmn’ n0 ‘Kfi-wo-a.‘ n--..-: This, therefore. was the tint occa- sion on which she had been out in it alone; but to-day a companion was im- possible. For she had work to do which no eye but her own must see. Did she still belieVe in her fgthex-‘ia innocence? She was acting as thgughf she did; and, $01 the_ rest ihg tried to force herself not (0 think | She was an expert and fearless boat- woman, but she was not accustomed to having to depend altogether upon herself in her expeditions. The boat was} present which her father had given her a little more than a year ago; but with the present. he had coupled a stipulation that she should never go out in it alone. The irregu- lar coasts of San Miguel breed trea- cherous currents. and wind squalls are sudden; but even had the waters bee as safe as the Solent, Elsa’s boat wa too big for one girl to manage. It was a place where a ship might have ridden out in safety the heaviest hurricane that ever blew, it it had been possible for any ship to enter. But the opening in the circular wall was hardly more than ten feet across, and under- neath there was a broad 3111, which rose to within two fathoms of the our» face. It was a dangerous entrance. even for a small boat, and when the wind blew from the west, impossible; but Elsa knew it well. and thought that she could manage It. even alone. The islet for which she was steering lay a little more than two miles from the shore, with deep water close up to Its flanks. It was ring-shaped, like a Pacific atoll, but its formation was different. Not the slow, quiet growth of coral insects had made it, but a con- vulsion of nature. It was the summit of a deep-water volcano, whose crater raised a brim, a hundred yards across, out of the sea. There was one place on the West, where for a few feet this brim had been broken down, leaving a gap by which a boat might enter; and the water inside made an almost circular lagoon. Local tradition said that it was bot~ tomless. --._,. Elsa stood up in her beat, and mark- ed the exact direction of the rock for which she was steering. Fortunately she had had the foresight to bring a compass. She had half a mile to go yet, and the breeze was dying. She would steer by sight, so long as the fog did not hide the rock, it it did she would have to trust to her compass. "1 wonuer wnat rue curreut'ls?” she mused. “It is setting dead inshireâ€" but how much? If I allow half a point for drift, that should take me near enough to let me steer by the sound of the surf." Patches of fog were creeping across the water, and as the evening drew down they thickened and grew wider The setting sun flashej on water mir rats of ever diminishing area. In an- other hour it would be dark, but ever. sooner than that the fog curtain would be unbroken, for minute by minute tue rents in it were closing. ._vâ€" “I.“ ”Sch acted without vwitnesses. The curtain had gone down upon _artragedy. But k-) 4.1.- _--_A__ had the woman ca'ursZ-dâ€"it‘ib’ “The four deck-hands, the nigger and the ringmaster. I disz-harged hixr. last night, so he had no right to 1;. there. Except these six, and Mona d: la Mar, nobody." Scarborough and Varney exchanged a look. “By Jove!" said Varney, and Scar borough gave a short laugh. Neither of them felt much dcub' about the identity of the hooded wo man now. Margaret Ryan had not for gotten her vow of vengeance when she came to the islands of the Azores She had tracked down the man who had ruined her. She had brought hlrr. to bay in the valley of the Caldeirz de Morte. The injured and the injuret had met face to face. But what had happened then?" The scene‘between them had been -ALA; ‘1‘! 7 "I haven’t the least idea. Mr. Scar- borough, sir, I am pleased to meet you again, but you Will no doubt share my regret that I do so under somewhat depressing circumstances. I had the honor to acquaim you yesterday with the fact that this show was going to the devil; I have the honor to inform you 10-day that it has gone. Will you ‘let me haVe the pleasure of standing you a whiskey and soda?” “What’s the matter now?" asked Varney. “Who was on 13:52:55", ney. Val B. Montague laughed as he gaw the news, and 8a“ the look of coaster nation on the 303mg men' s faces. Th er. with a sudden dange of manner, he collapsed, and said in a quavering voice to Varney: “What does it mean. Phil? Ruin to me, of course! But what else?" AH'I “Look here. Moniague, stop talking nonsense, and tell us what you mean.’ “I mean,’ said Montague, “exactl; what I say; but if you ask me dwha‘ that means, I can't tell you. It is a problem beyond my understanding My schooner. the Sea-Horse. sailet from the harbor of Ponta Delgada thix- morning, withom my knowledge or permission. It has not returned, am I don’t know where or why it ha: gone." “The matter is, sir, that the iady you asked for ill-St now has deserted. The name of Mona de la Mar will hence forth not appear on the panbllls of Val 3- Montague's American Circus Combination. In fact, I doubt whether that world-fampus troupe will ever issue. another playbill. Mr. Varney, 1 include You in my invitation to drink whiskey and soda.” val u. montagUe turned a straw, by a dexterous movement of his tongue, from one corner of his mouth to the other, and held Out his hand to Scar- barough, saying: Val B. Montague nag standing looking out into the road. “Where’s Miss uey. V31 3- Montague turned a straw A Message From the Dead To be contix. ued.) CHAPTER sir, that the iady you W has deserted. The 3 1a Mar will hence on the p.aybllls 0- :5 American Circus fact, I doubt whethex S‘tljoupe will ever Ryan?" asked Var- asked Var 95%,; O’Loughlin 81 Mclntyre @323 a WE) 1.2-" at ore Closes a cement aauv {aaturaay except 9 x) i "'. @ \C‘B‘ \“pceyg fig 1 'fl% @'(v{\‘:1kium® E! f4hcfi 9C” ““4ng @‘1 Mr. Jackson il probably the oldest “jailer in the Province, and he‘ will fspend the remainder of his days, (which his host of friends hope will be many), in private life. Mr. Jack Gray. Pembroke, isspen- Mr ding a few days at his home here. Ian 1 Mr. Vincent McCabe, of Peterboro, Mr. at visited friends in Lindsay on Sunday. Torcnto ~43 75% @P‘Jfi‘g‘) %W%@P~@% ("s-{3% :33, %’Q lovely Woman Rareiym *5 mm Mr. Andrew Jackson. the venerable jailor of the local “Bastile,” has re- signed his position, and has been succeeded by Mr. D.Balfour, of Ome- er the jail was built, and was ap- pointed by the late Sher-it! McDougall to the position of turnkey, succeed- JAILOR ANDREW JACKSON HAS RESEGNEN) AFTER NEAR HALE A CENTURY’S SERREC E Mr. Jackson came to Lindsay from Eldon township in 1863â€"one year aft- MAGNIFICENT DISPLAYS 0F CORONATION FIREWORKS L.Y.R.A. Regattaâ€"Athletic Sportsâ€"Boy Scouts Reviewâ€"Vaudevilleâ€"Japancsc Fireworksâ€" Twelve Maxed Military Sandeâ€"Trotting and Pacing Raccs, czc. Festival of Emma â€"â€"Pictur- ing the glories ofthe Cor- onation ceremonies. 1,500 performers in uniform. live SM“ and AEMUI’Bâ€" IIIâ€"Gems from Euro- Greatest show on contin- pean galleries-masters ent! Special Prizes of from best collections in $500 each. Increased Canada and United Prizes in all classes. States. August 26th - TORONTO - Septemberél 1th Canadian National Exhibitien Store closes 5 o’clock daily (Saturday excepted) The summer girl will hail with delight all the coquettish licule accessories for neck and waist decorations sho vn on our counters. She wi 1 be sure to find something suitazvle at Women’s White Lawn Blouses. with front of allover embroidery and tucked back, short. or long sleeves, high or Dutch neck, in all sizes-â€" best value $1 00. Tea Aprons fine white lawn, [rouni shvxpf‘. trimmed with rufl'le of fine embroidery, pocket and wiJe sashâ€"only 25c each. In Wash Goods, Brown Halland, all Huen Irish Brown Holland super quaiitv for dresses and dust or motor coats, etc._. 12/ to -53 yard This being a fact, we tell her of the freshest things imaginable that are to be seen in the July sales, that are going on in our store. Jigs of a Bargain Especially if it Relates to Somethin for her Personal Needs. CORONATION YEAR LEADS THEM ALL For all information writ: Manager CASH AND ONE PRICE THREE GREAT SPECIALS Sor- Musicians of the Royal Showing a baitle" betveen 500 Household, by special a Dreadnought and a rm. permission of the King. Submarine. HOSTS OF OTHER ATTRACTIONS Musicians of the Household, bx permission of the 99$;th Gag“; Dania War Beneath the Wavesâ€"â€" The Liberal party now under the leadership of Sir Wilfrid Laurier has grown in popular estimation, and the popularity of the Prime Minister was never stronger than it is to-day. The rank and file of the members manifest the fullest confidence that the present majority of the Government will be materially increased by the forth- coming elections. Ottawa, July 30.â€"An interesting feature of the present election is that it is expected to create a new Canad- ian record {or the tenure of one GWâ€" ernment in oflice. The Government of Sir John A. Macdonald remained continuously in ofiicc for eighteen years, from 1878 to 1896. That of Sir Wilfrid Laurier has now been in oflice for fifteen years, and with the new Parliament to be elected on Sept. 21, will undoubtedly beinstalled fer four or fi_ve years longer, thus constituting a new record. LOOKING FORWORD TO NEW REffiRD J. 0. ORR City HalL Toronto r. A. J. Campbell went to Fenc- Falls today on business. ‘. and Mrs. W. Bundle and maid. , passed through town zo-day display ever shown i 11 America! Goods man- ufactured while you wait. Iaufactares â€" Greatest Emit ““3