Heart ca wa the dim church aisle, She look- ed like 'a wax angel--so thought' Horace Ludlow, sitting in @ re corner in the rear of the faint- "Parson Weatherby, even timid church members were becoming gentle evangelists. And then the men realized what _ was about to take place. For the two Jur he had been working in Birch ; shipyard Horace Ludlow had looked on Eloige Cheney as an un- some time speaking to her dizzied his se and Gentian By GERTRUDE ROBINSON. attainable star; the very thought of ft had reached the turn of the main street and were climbing the hill at the crest of which stood the great white, square-pillared house which was the girl's ancestral home, that "Eloise broke the silence. . "Pm sorry--you didn't--feel like seeing Parson Weatherby to-night," 'said whe. : "1 couldn't--after you," admitted Sheiama, quite honestly and unexpect- ly. Eloise, breathing quickly, drew a 'pace away from him. Her mother had brought her up with all the setupulous carefulness of the typical y of a time-touched Old Country family. She had never, as a child, played with boys, or as a maiden been permitted attentions from them. She wore her dainty frocks and went her dainty way as unsmirched with the world's knowl- brain. Now he knew in his inner con- "sciousness t she was walking straight down the church aisle to speak to him! When she stopped, he could not Ji¥t his eyes to meet hers, He felt inl a vague way that he was ~ before w: very holy of holies. 2 And then edge as the flower she resembled. Her father was long dead, and the ancient sea-captain who boarded with her mother (for truth to tell, the family fortune had been less permanent than the family breeding,) treated her with the same gracious courtesy he gave sem | despatch. After lying fs he | ver station over night, the body ar |' pered the ti not eome. you!" was sobbing!' Sobbing 1, for very shame at But to. Horace Ludbw. her spelled sorrow for his wicke: born heart, "Yes, oh, yes!" he heard pleading. "I do wish to for. I want you to pray think Parson Weatherby wo ask him to come to you." Parson Weatherby, hasteni rear of the church at her out in the safe darkness to make himself fit to look lovely missionary. Presently the si --Eloise i Eloise must hasten home to elth-shaded street beside the "An Interesting Peep at r i$ the latest addition inion which 1s said to rival in the world. n this Rojal As very proud, you every concetvabl one case sCrusader's blade which laid ar spoke. "Please," whis- id, lilting, girlish voice, "please, dont -- you -- wish-- Weatherby to pray for you?" Horace Ludlow could not speak. He opened his mouth, but words would "I'm sorry," faltered Elofse. thought--maybe--you would like be prayéd for, if some one only asked 8 With an effort the man lifted his head and looked straight at the "It girl. Immediately he became aware good: that Eloise, her delicate enthusiasm' Spent, was about to retreat. And she himself, Eloise had unlocked the mas- had he known sive front door and had 'venished fer temerity jn Within the darkness of the great apeaking to a man she did not know. house. As the young man walked He put out / an impetuous hand. r me. ]--" ease, bless her innocent heart!" But : Eloise was backing away. much better," she murmured. found no penitent. He was much dis- of fringed gentian, blue and wonder- turbed; with afl his experience with ful as the sky itself. It seemed to him men 'and the ctrious wayfarings of there was nothing else quite perféct the humsn soul, he did not know that - enough churchyard the soul of Horace Lud- find courage to walk up to the great low was undergoing"an effective re-' house and offer Eloise the flowers. generation. Horace was determining And then came to pass the third flinching into the Innocent eyes of his' Toward him, stepping daintily and ervice slosed. And see the man- until they met face to then came to pass the second miracle face. In her hand she carried & small cafhe out alone. Her mother basket and a little red-bound book. was staying to polish the communion Not at all sure of how it happened, service for the next Sunday, house for the sea-captain boarder. * Neither of them knew just how it beside him, had the happened, but Horace Ludlow found fringed gentians. She had been talk- himself walking silently down the 'ing for some time before he realized his dreams, H was not until they Sword of Peace The "gword of peace" recently pre- od to King George by a Japanese be without a collection, of which e type and see an old Saracen low. in Palestine seven cen- and by its side, sheathed | her mother Nevertheless; Eloise , understood the significance of Horace TSO. Tudlow's involuntary admission. "I'm sorry," she stammered. . "I meant to do you some good." And | then, on a sudden impulse, she picked «1 a flower from the bed that bordered to: the walk and thrust it into the man's "Put jit in your Bible," she directed: will help you remember to be " { if Before her companion was quite] emotion rapidly back along the same street, dly stub- his fingers clutched tightly the bit of | a blossom. When he came to a light, he looked at it a minute. himself = "Heartsease!" he said to himself. e prayed "She has given me a wprig of hearts- «1 The next Sunday morning Horace do it Ludlow was not in"shurch. He spent «p11 a glorious day out on the great damp | meadows of Edgecomb. There, in the ng to the piny, bracken-grown lands, he found request, What he was seeking--fairy clumps ul to offer the maid of his of the dreams. He wondered how he should without miracle. | joyously, walked Eloise. She did not and Horace Ludlow found himself walking open the back to Edgecomb, carrying the bas- | ket and the little book, while Eloise, eat bunch of maid of just what she was saying. (To be continued.) + the Treasures of the Royal Armoury. -, throne; and, after disappearing for three or four centuries, somehow came into the hands of Sivaji, the free- booter, who with it hewed his way to to a col- case we see a scabbard, ablaze with rubies, emeralds, and diamonds; which sheathes a sabte worn for many a 'generation by the Rajahs of Mandl. Near to it are 'a gold-hilted sword, with this inscription in Persian, "There is no saint but Ali, no sword but Zulficar," le ago, was held in superstitious awe as the . deadliest weapon in against which no warrior, however brave gud skilful, ould hape to' live; and a njurderous!weidon---sword and mbined--said to have will seg many a the Mahratta throne. In a neighboring |. .medicine,, which happened to be' un- usually 2aeL7, Wars Several smiling nurses bent over |&Pa. e, "drink 'this which, five centuries |. _ the Hast, | infused, is 'one of Nature's greatest' Charis. cryatt, executed 19 the € as a harmless stimulating heverage, |X & by & national ng te ate Luh , says a ; in state at rived at Charing Cross Station at 'eleven o'clock, and was placed on a gun carriagé drawn by blue A cortege was formed, headed by of the Admiralty, War Office, er Government departments and seas farer's organizations. ve With a naval escort and a band procession passed slowly through the crowded streets by way of Trafalgar Square, Northumberland Avenue, the Thames embankment and ' Ludgate Hill, arriving at the cathedral at noon. The coffin was hidden under a mass flowers, among which were. many people and authorities of Bruges. passed through the streets. Memorial Service at. St. Paul's. At the cathedral the ceremonies were generally a repetition of those in memory of Miss Edith Cavell. clergy received the body atethe west door of the edifice, an orchestra play- ing a funeral march as the coffin was placed in position. The burial service was read and the hymns: "Eternal Father, Strong to Save," and "Abide With Me," were sung, ' At the conclusion of the service the' procession was reformed and again made an impressive progress to the Liverpool Street Station, where the casket was placed on a train and sent to. Dovercourt, the home of Captain 'Fryatt, where the remains will be in- terred in the quiet parish churchyard, All flags which are floating over the public buildings of London in honer of the signing of the treaty of peace. were half-masted during the cere: monies, ----p ne YOUTH WRITES A LETTER TQ LOVE PART V. It took her no more than a mo- ment, and then she dgopped it into her lap, still keeping a tight hold upon Lit. "She shan't have it," she declared with bitter heat. "Designing--she hasn't any right--" Replied the boy's father: "He wanted her to have .it, and it is our last chance to do for him some- thing he wanted dome." That was how Mary Hopkins hap- pened to get the letter that was never intended for her, It came when she was on a case, and three hours passed before she found an opportunity to read it behind the closed door of her room, sobbing over- it, though there was as much tenderness and adoration as grief in her tears, and a great joy in her breaking heart. After a single reading she knew it by heart, and so could keep on read- ing it when her eyes were too tear- dimmed to see: Mary Dear: I don't think I'll ever see you:again, but Love doesn't get shot down in the-trenches. I want you to remember that always and always. Your Godfrey. And so, you see, it was the love of Godfrey Hammond 'for the stationer's unworthy Mary that gave all that edurage and inspiration to Mary Hop- she had been in France. Youth wrote a letter. to Love, and the letter Youth wrote was delivered. (The End.) Willing To Be Reasonable. The talented actress, Miss Lepa Ash- well, who did a lot of entertaining of wounded soldiers during the war, tells a story cencerning an Irishman named MeGuire. o ; 5 Gassed, and suffering from tren: fever (says Miss Ashwell), he positiv: ly refused to take *a second dose of him, and tried to coax on one of yez is Rosle?" which latives and including representatives | , the | magnificent wreaths from the sown: Entwerp. Only the steady tramp of feet and the solemn strains of funeral | music broke the silence as the cortege | Ma The | and king the nurse, making her all that the pretty group, he mond y: | li "And will yes be after tellin' me;| ows. Even greater crowds q ] e window Where foamy suds spls before the window where Parisian models of robes no womat 1 we th it ean take care of a home of children and do all of her york unaided, without killing herself leaving undone many things which in some farm homes electricity solves the problem, but there are still hun- dreds of farm houses where electricity must continue to be l to be hoped for in ys to comd. Many things may be done, however, to light- en the burdens of the women in these homes, and it4s=up to the woman her- self to see that they are done. Take the matter of a stove for one thing, Wood is becoming almost un- known as a fuel in the svi farm' home, and the experiences of 1917-18 show us that coal is not always to be had. Furthermore; the price of that fuel ig going up so that it can no long- er be regarded as cheap. Both wood ing a fire and keeping if going is no small part of the day's work. Much-of this unnecessary work could be cut out by buying a good oil or gasoline stove. Once filled it is good for at least a day, and in homes where it is not so much used as a stove often does the cooking for several days with one filling. Then how easy to simply tirn a burner and apply a match when you want a fire. No splitting kindling or sending the children scurrying for chips when you suddenly discover you are out of bread and have biscuits to make. No cooling of the oven with a delicate cake , because you forgot to fill the stove and the wood has. all burned out. 1 Best of all, think of the comfort in summer. The hours of standing over meals may be prepared and fruit can- ned in a cool room. And on ironing day you can have the stove moved out- side onto a sheltered porch and do the ironing in comparative comfort, if you have not yet attained the luxury of a charcoal or gasoline iron. . be purchased for a small sum and the steps they save you in-traveling back and 'forth for 'a hot iron more than pay back the money you Along with the iron'get a mangle. You pro- bably will not want to pay $160 for an jroning machine, but the mangle do sheets, unstarched o irts quite satisfactorily. With your stove and laundry appli- ances eliminating unnecessary heat, you will get through the summer in much better shape than ever before:] The Health-Giving Salad. a Salads are a mopular summer dish. 'They should be made from fresh vege- tables, which contain the health-giv- ing 'elements that are so vitally es- ¢ for our' physical well 'purify 'the about in an---electric washer, than "lage of the vegetable. and coal make extra dirt, and thus | Beets -| extra work, while the laber of build- a scorching stove are eliminated: The] Get the iron, however. They may| chen aprons, and even men's work| E Pimento Dressing--Add four finely prepared salad dressing. * Paprika Dressing--Add one and one-half teas of paprika to the French ing. Shake well to blend. Paprika 3 a sweet, mild red pepper that, will (not bite the tongue. During the a weather use salads twice a day, béginning the day with water- cress, radishes, or crisp young onions or leaves of lettuce, for your health's sake. - . ) Sr Vegetable Timetable. ! . The time required for cooking vege: tables depends on the kind, size ahd You must use Lyour own judgmens in deciding When they are done, but a timetable may help you. oD Sle for cooking fresh vege- tables in water: ; Asparagus ...........15-20 minutes Beans, - a (green) ..%-1 hour Beans, vesseesie 1-87hours old ..iiii.iveis 8-4 hours Beets, young .........%-1 hour Cabbage ........ «....20-80 minutes Carrots' ...:.ses0s0...30-60 minutes Cauliflower runes: re eiB080 minutes Corn, \green ....... ...10-10 minu Onions. ... jo ius Parsnips . ..830-46 minutes Peas, green . . 20-80 minutes Potatoes: «ic. .oividvs 80-40 minutes Spinach ........00.i415-830 minutes Squash ..... + ++20-30 minutes Turnips «os»veee vetv 80-456 minutes What, Salt Will Do. Dip-a piece of flannel in'salt and whiting to clear knife handles, stain- ed teacups and glasses. -- afgzsiy Eg % chopped pimentos to one-half cup of 5 for all work about 4 AND BEANS . EXCELIN QUALITY, FLAVOR COOKING THIS LEGEND ON THE TIN