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pushed her way ' from fhe balcony: Dorcas her with pif | gate: Per-| pation was washing white. igh the patches of rouge on her o6ks. of § 'Who ig' the woman?" she asked. . "Twenty-five years ago her name was the other. * When she went to Genoa to fill an engagement the whole town tur out to meet her, the shops closal, and it was a public holiday. The people pelted her with flowers 'screamed themselves hoarse in a welcome, She was the star of the " Bellini in Naples. = She sang in Paris and London. = She came here, grew sick and could not fill her engage- ments. © A manager went back on her, she'lost what money she had, friends deserted her, she came down to-- this." W "Oh, the poor soul!" Dorcas' voice was a whisper. ; "Her's was an unusual case,' 'said Merry, "She is only fifty-three now, so P've heard. It makes you realize into what a short bit of our lives fame is crowrled--if fame comes to us. The has-beens in our profession are an army a pitiful army. Unless one has a home and some one in it to cherish and love, the lonely days of old age are--" Andrew laughed "Well, I never think of them." - He stretched out his hand to in- tercept a boy who wandered between the tables with a tray full of crimson roses. He laid a banch of them be- fore Dorcas. She buried her face in the cool petals. "Shall we go?" asked Merry. As they pushed their way through the maze of crowded tables they pass- el a woman who sab dining alone. She wore an orange velvety gow, and a shabby lace scarf covered her naked shoulders." Dorcas paused for a moment, laid her hand upon the wo- man's arm, and spoke a few words in Italian. The singer looked up and put a grimy, ring-bedizened hand up- on the girl's fingers. Merry stood watching them, The woman looked very. old and faded under th ewhite glare of the electricity, but her face grew eager and tremulous while she poured out her soul in her own lan- guage. Dorcas took one rose from the cluster in her arms and laid the rest of the fragrant blossoms beside | YOu want ib, when you promise to. 1scked, with their pink and whiteness' Fajloden. " the singer's plate. "You'll forgive me for parting with your flowers 2" she whispered as she rejoined Merry. "I'm glad you did it. Once upon a time stage bouquets were a worn-out sensation for that woman; to-day I . guess she is showered with roses about 'once in a blue moon." Doteas paused near the door to nod goodsby to the singer, who sab gaz- ing after them with her chin buried in the red roses' Suddenly Dorcas turned to Merry. Her face had gro white, and she put-her arm * withig his. He clasped it with. a strong grip, but neither, of them spoke: At the same moment they had ~ caught sight of Enoch Wentworth, = He wa "sla hedged about with palms. Zilla 1H sat facing him, Enoch's Yasped one of hers: which lay Whe table. They were engross- 1ach other. las stopped abruptly when they 3 the foot of the steps. "Oh!" whispered appealingly. "Andrew Enoch from that woman!" * CHAPTER XIIL ntworth sat in a small room at tre, which he had appropriat- pis own. It led diréctly off the lice. He was glancing over a famous from one end of Italy to) cheerlessly.' seated in an alcove at a small, grew harsh nwo face grew suydenly scarlet, then it whitened. "I saw you there" Merry"s voice was relentless. "I don't know a i blessed thing about the Paget woman, for or against her. I do know this, though: every man who has lived | among good women knows she is not fit company for--your sister for in- stance." i "Who said she was?" gnarled Wenb- worth. "I had not thought. of throw- ing" 'her'~inta. my sister's. society. Dorcas would not have to. tolerate evel a passing acquaintance with her behind the scenes if I had my way." "She is not fit to be seen with a de- cent man." "You give me the credit then of be- ing--a decent man?" sneerai Enoch. "To a certain Hmit--I do." - "Well, what do you want?" Went- worth turned an apprehensive glance upon him. "I want you to promise, before I | turn over this manuscript, that you will have nothing to do with Zilla Paget except in a business way." "Why, are you interested in her yourself ?" "My God, Enoch!" Andrew stuffed the roll: of paper in his.pocket and jumped to his feet. "Here, sitdown. I want this affair straightened out--now." Merry did not answer. He walked across the office and stood beside a table where a litter of photographs lay. He picked one up carelessly and glanced at it. It was an exquisite portrait of Dorcas. Her eyes gazed into his with a straightforward look which was characteristic of the girl. "Will you, tell me," there was stern demand in Wentworth's voice, "will you explain why you are so concerned about my morals?" "I don't care a damn about your morals," answered Merry contemptu- ously. "I 'was thinking about your sister. I am still fool enough to be- Heve that you have some decency left. I will hand over this act, rewritten as ge. was jeune slowly. From r stood i 'sa Enoch: & wings, His face wat B ST Ap g a blur nae) Iy;-and the roarious.. -A voice cried; "8 Speech!" It began 'to' come' if: ly from the back of the house. cry Was taken up; by'men 'and'w everywhere in the audience. Dorcas turned to Merry, Oswald wag Jockon o {ing to him from the wings, but the actorsshook hishead, © . .. .., +} "I 'casld not make a speech to ni if my life depended on it," he whis- pered, and the, curtain descended slow- ly. ] ous house. Some one author, Dorcas laid her Merry's arm. : "They want you," she cried, He smiled and shook his head. She heard Oswald urge Enoch to go in front of the curtain. The noise in front grew loudér. The girl flew acvross the stage and put her hang upon her brother's shoulder. i "Enoch," she pleaded in a whisper, "take Merry with you and explain." Wentworth left her without a word. Oswald and the stage manager back- oned to him from the wings. She took a few flying steps as if to hold him back, then stopped. | Merry had called her. She paused, staring into his eyes with terror. g (To be continued). Aa JERUSALEM IN WAR TIMES. Dumping Ground for Young Germans of High Family. To Western minds the idea of the Holy City serving as a base for mod- ern military operations must be full 'of incongruities, And, as a matter of fact, it was an amazing thing to 'See the streets packed with khaki clad | soldiers and hear the brooding silence {of ancient walls shattered = by 'ths i erash of steel shod army boots, Here, for the first time, I saw the German officers--quantities of - them, says : Alexander Aaronsohn in- the Atlantic | Monthly. Strangely out of place they "hundred drachme, "Within the. last. ploration. er every tas set themselv 3 : t ing and interpreting the documents. {But still an immense amount of ma- terial is away in Oxford, the om rig hey & cosmopol Vs first is a letter from a youth in Alex- 'andria to his mother. He writes: . "Send me two hundred drachmse. have nothing any more. When bro-|a ther Gemellus' came ¥ still had four jey are all gone, I bought a team mules, Send me monthly allowance soon. When I was with you you pro | to send my brother before I came to the garrison, But you sent 'nothing. You left me] to go as I stood, nothing in the poc- ket. - Also my father on his visit gave me not a penny. All laugh at me and say: 'Your father is a soldier himself and still he sends you nothing,' My father tells me when he gets home he will send me everything. But you sent nothing. Why? There is the mother of Valerius; she sent him a pair of abdominal bandages and a cruse of oil, .a basket of meats, and two hundred drachms. Send quickly. 1 already went: and borrowed from a comrade. Also brother Gemellus sen me a pair of trousers." X eg TITLES OFTEN DUPLICATED. Various Lords Greys, Two Lords Mor- ley, Two 'Earls of Mar, Etec. { | Sir Edward Grey will probably be known bythe title of Earl Grey. of The peerage 'is already have nothing to do with Zilla Paget." | that no amount of hot sunshine could wellstocked with peers of this name. When Merry stopped speaking hel quite burn off. They wore the regu-'! There is, of course, Earl Grey, for- took a seat opposite Enoch and waited jar German officer's txiform, except' for a reply. $ | Wentworth picked it up and tore into halves, L tearing it in perfect silence. When it was reduced to fragments, he gather- ed them into the hollow of his hand and dropped them in the waste basket; {then he looked across at Merry. "That was Miss Paget's card," he said harshly. "Im through with her." that the pickelhaube ww3 replaced were weak, dissolute faces in plenty ga fact that was later explained when I heard that Palestine had been ! made the dumping ground for young men of high family whose parents were anxious to have them as far re- moved as possible from the danger merly Governor-General of Canada, oi Baron Gr ick, | A visiting card lay on the table. [phy a khaki sun helmet. I was struck! who is limselfs Baron Grey of Howick, ( it i by. the youthfulness of them; many | He sat tearing and re- {were nothing -but boys, and there Lord Grey of Wilton, the eldest son of the: Earl of Wilton, nor with Lord, Neither of these must be confused with Lord Grey of Ruthyn, nor. with of Groby, eldest son of the { sat@ of Ripton in 1900, ere is really no copyright' in Merry took the manuseript from his {zone.~ Fast's Hotel 'was: the great ¢; pocket, laid it on the table before meeting place in Jerusalem' for these gp Enoch, and walked out. A few minutes later Enoch opened the door which led.into the boxo ffice, | would foregather there to drink andthe A young man sat beside the window. the outside door, on me. TI can't see Mr. Oswald; even | back to his head, braceletted and|of Tell him I am busy, writing." Wentworth locked the door of the |decisive tones that go with a certain |p office, sat down in his big chair, and picked up the manuscript." He read it rapidly, slipped a blank sheet' of paper into a typewriter, and began to copy ib with slow deliberation. When it was fifinished he read each typed page carefully, = He tacked them to- gether and rose to his feet. He be- gan to search the office rapidly with his eyes, 'then he turned to a wash- bowl in the corner. He crushed into young bloods. "Every evening thirty or forty talk women and strategy. I well re- "Dingley," he said, "I have locked , member the evening when one of them | gooftish Representatives Don't let a sonl in |& slender young sPrussian with no ih the Earl of Mar and monocled--rose and announced in the stage of intoxication: "What we ought to do is to hand over the organization of this cam- | paign to Thomas Cook & Sons." --peee The running track at the Canadian National Exhibition is one of the few on the continent giving a 220 yards course straight-away. Many records have been equalled or broken on Athletic Day in past years. f press clippings when the door | a loose bunch each of the sheets which | and Merry walked in. morning," There was a sur- d glance on Enoch's face while £ spoke, Andrew nodded a response, then he w a package of manuscript from |j cket. Wentworth's eyes turn- him curiously while he flattenel ib oul on the table before him. No courtesies passed be- J8i% Andrey cavclamaly. at was good of you." In his orth showed an impulsive He stretched out rote the scene as you 'sugt | held: Merry's writing and touched the paper with a match. It leaped into a red blaze, He watched it care- yi, poking the sheets over with a khife until each one fell away hivering ba¢k ash. 'When every spark had died he turned on a faucet, and the light ashes were swept down the waste pipe. He rubbed a speck of grime from his hands and door. Oswald ( y Barons the Lords, though one is' known as rquess of Sligo and now Earl ricarde 'in' the Irish P ears the Earl of i CK dnd Baron de Clifford (a ); while two other titles which are often confounded because of the spelling are Viscount Midleton and Baron Middleton and 'the Earls Desart Dysart. Lord Midleton sits as Baron Broderick in the Peer- age of the United Kingdom. EE L Giving up smoking brings one great compensation with it--the joy of be- ginning again. This is not to be de-. : . British Museum, Berlin, Paris and | A new cry came from the clamor- | HT ie Gr Ss Earl of Stamford. And 'all 'these are | quite dist m Earl de Grey, | su seded s" father's arques- ns stion Bak RY on hte S77 The viene Monteagle, voting as such in) and Kellie, There are Baron. of L h' grain comes in ; put in the ground should be thoroughly treated. =~ Immersing the grain in. a bag is and is equally ef- Of course smut is not as prevalent some years as others, being influenced: to some extent by weather conditions, | Treatment, however, is a form of in- surance. ~ You do not expect to have your barn burned down every year be- cause you pay the insurance e year, and it is equally important to keep up your insurance on your wheat crop. = This is important at the pres- ent time, nob only on your own ac- count, but on account of the Empire, which requires the. maximum supply of high quality foodstuffs. The ship- ping of smutty wheat not only gives this Province a had name but reduces the price you receive for your wheat. _ Further information on"the subject may be secured. for the asking, either from the local office of this Departs ment in your County or from th éun- dersigned.--Hon. Jas. S. Duff, Minis- ter of Agriculture, Toronto, Cost of Raising Dairy Heifers. 'One of the important things for the farmer to know is the cost of the thing he produces, wheher it be a crop or an animal. Profits are ggerned as much by the cost of production as v ce for which the prodiet sells. questions often discussed is ne: 0 ve taken up the questi adian dairymen. We would also be ad:to have the-experiénte of dny of readers as to the cost of raging reifer calves for the dairy herd. : '"hTe Ohio station has just conclu ed such an Investigabion.@ The figs ures given are the averages of the re- cords kept on 51 heifers--20 Jerseys and 22 Holsteins. . This - involves large enough numbers to merit con- sideration. "i ii pic ov Ech The items other than feed are as follows: Value at birth $5, labor $11.60, bedding $4.50, service fee $1.50 tools, ete. $1.50, shelter $4, interest and taxes $4.68, or a total of $32.86. Nine dollars is credited for manure, leaving the net cost $23.68, To this must be added the feed cost. The otal cost of raising the Jerse to two years of age was $78.19, and] the Holsteins $81.80, the difference | being due to the larger animals eat- They were charged {h |'of Mime. Férnet' who has lived ed, in which g organisms could unctions. not perform Why Milk Sours. 3 Bacteria cause the souring of milk. Bacteria geb into milk in dirt and the bacte develop fast when | the milk is warm. To keep the bac- teria out, keep dirt out of the milk. This means care in milking and care to have the milk utensils ¢lean. Keep- ing the milk cool will retard the de- velopment of the bacteria, that do . get into the milk. Cans or vessels that haye had milk in them should be n cool water first, as hot wat- ér hardens the albumen of the milk and makes it hard to remove.--W. C. - P., North Dakota Experiment Station. Grain for the Skim-Milk Calf. 4 Calves are usually fed whole milk for two to three weeks; then gradually , changed to skim-milk. About od. time of changing, begin to fee tle 'grain, but do nob think that necessary to use oil-meal or any oth- er high-priced feed high.in protein or fat, or both. Experience at the Mis- souri Agricultural Experiment Station shows that a mixture of two parts corn and one part 'oats, by weight, gives as good results as oil-meal and ready-mixed calf-meals often purchis: ed at much higher prices. Bran is not especially good for the young calf because it is too laxative. The grain" < after the milk; and neither should be d too liberally may. t.. ed too li OT SCOUT may TORMS HIS MOTHER'S HOME. Son Knex{Gaiain Hg Divi oT An fs the Somme fighting, is the Property 2 there for many years. The property is clot to Biaches and Peronne. The owner was there in August, 1914, whe Kluck's forces passed through di their rush upon Paris. She rem of her sons, Victor Fernet, son-in-law" of Gen. Boisdeffre, although free from military obligations, volunteered at the beginning of the war, and the = hazards of sent him recently. to the Somme front, where he has shar- ed in all the attacks made. - A letter from Germany had inform. ed him that his mother, ; almost all her aged servants, so that as able 0 Jake part in an attack