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CHAP, I.--(Cont'd.) The gate creaked noisily under his hand but no barking dog opposed his en e. Following the neat gravel Te approached the rear of the 'brushing clumps of vivid asters shone adi against. their dark There were no lights in the n; and no answering footfall 'the silence 'which followed his knock. e knocked more loudly a second time. If there were sleepers bout he resolved to awaken them! The dull gnawing at the pit of ~ stomach made him desperate. Drifting 'clouds swallowed the pallid moon; rain began to fall heavily once more. He took refuge from its pitiless pelting under the vine-clad verandah, press- ing close against one of the darkened windows. The instinct of the animal desperately seeking shelter prompted him to try the window. The flimsy fastening yielded to his strong upward shove. A ! For an instant he stood trembling, listening intently, The words" of the hotel proprietor seemed to echo in his ears: "How do I know but what you are a burglar!" He thrust his head into the dark square of the open window; a (faint warm smell of dried rose-petals breathed against his face. Should he step over the low sill? The act would brand him a criminal. Or should he close the window and go back to the muddy road over which the night and the storm had dropped an impenetratable curtain? A long shudder passed over his chilled body. He must--he would go in, come what young man, wide. He peered in at an untuffled white bed; then stepped softly inside, Never had he seen a room like white, all white, dressing table and chairs, aga a wall dim rose sparsely hung with pictures. Mechanically he noticed a photograph in a silver frame. It was that of a the frank clear eyes gaz- at him, As he softly set ing direct! : ace, he caught a the picture in its pl glimpse of himself in the mirror and shuddered at the contrast: 'sodden clothing, dishevelled hair, grimy skin, deep hollows under the haggard blue eyes. 0 ge "Say!" he muttered to himself, dy sure do look like a tramp!" It occurred to him with sudden sick realization that he was, in fact, a tramp. He had broken into a house; he was sneaking about premises he had no right to enter. He set his lips in a sullen line of defiance, as he re- called the money with which he had started on his journey. - "Somebody stole it," he repeated doggedly. "If it hadn't been for some- body robbing me, I could have stopped at the hotel. I shan't hurt anything." He broke off the 'thread of his thoughts with decision. any sort were useless. Besides, there were other rooms to be inspected be- fore he could search for food. He made quick work of this: the other bedroom was furnished simply in dark oak. There were tennis rackets on the wall and a college pennant er two. Gay neckties hung from a rack over the dresser, There was a picture of a gmiling girl on the mantel. A pair of might. Moving cautiously, his feet making: no sound on the carpeted floor, his groping fingers encountered a table; here were books, a framed photograph, | a lamp with a wicker shade, and mat- ches! The sharp spurt of the lighted; match revealed a comfortable room;! his swift glance took in a piano, al couch with gay pillows, hooks in low, cases, shadowy pictures on the walls. ! The match flared, flickered and went | out. Somewhere about the house a loosened shutter slammed with a muf- fled thud. The unexpected sound froze, the intruder into rigid immobility. | After a breathless minute the sound , was repeated, and he recogpized it for what it was, Grown bolder in the, reassuring silence, he was about to, strike a- second match when a soft; ! light touch smote him on the hand. With difficulty he repressed a yell. The touch was repeated lingeringly. He almost laughed aloud: it was only the muslin curtain, fluttering in the breeze from the open windo | Deliberately" he lighted the lanip, and closed the 'window. Something in| the heavy warm air of the house re- assured him. He sat down in a wicker, chair by the table and removed his, muddy shoes. | "No use messing things up, himself, There were candles in brass scones, flanking a dim mirror; he lighted one] and started on a noiseless tour of, jnspection, Next to the parlor was| the dining room. He stared curiously, about him at, the quaint, old-fashioned furniture and at the portrait of a} white-bearded man over the mantel; the old man's eyes seemed to follow fim sternly as he moved softly about) the room. All at once his sharpened perceptions told him of something; which brought his heart to his throat with a bound. A bowl in the centre of the table contained flowers, mig- nonette and sweet peas. He decided | after a breathless pause that the flow- | ers had been gathered some days be- fore. He proceeded to inspect the up- stairs rooms. By that token of the fading flowers there might be food in the kitchen; but first he must find out _ whether he was alone in the house. The door of the front chamber stood " he told | Authors Who There is a photograph, with which most of us are no doubt familiar, of ark Twain at work in bed----holding js writing-pad:on his knees, and bav- fig the things hie needed for his labor _ disposed about on tables on either side. But the idea of working in bed 'was not original with Mark. "Many eminent men before him did the same thing. Indeéd, no small part of the world's literdry treasures has been sduced between the sheets by physi: cally indolent although mentally active 'en of genius, on a ee a when he was yisiting at Minto, Thomas Cam y evening went to bed early, $ a new. lines in Bog: author's head with "Events to come | shadows before." -R akened repeatin 'sharply, he summoned a séf- g man found Campbell w : | Sleep was already gay slippers seemed waiting comfort- ably for their wearer beside the bed. He thrust his aching fect into them with a gigh of relief. No use in being squeamish vow. The house was empty of any human presence save his own; he made doubly sure of this before he sought the kitchen. If he could find something there with whica to satisfy the intolerable pangs f hunger, he would go away and 1n0.01¢ would know of his clandestine visit. A clock in the nill struck nine, confirming the niute evidence of the faded flowers that the house had not long been unoccupied and the owners might return at any moment, He made a way of escape for himself by means of an open win- dow in the kitchen; then fancying he hear the sound of\a motor far up the road he extinguished the light in the parlor. Returning to the kitchen once more be began an eager search for food. An odd childish fancy buzzing in his exhausted brain suggested that the gay slippers on his feet were at home here. They should guide him. Yes, the brown jar on the second shelf held cookies--spicy ginger cookies of a satisfying thickness--"the kind a fellow goes for when 'he is "hungry." On the shelf close at hand there was half a loaf of bread in a tin box and a thick wedge of cheese under-a wire screen. And oh, joy! the half of an apple pie on 4 china plate. The slip- pers knew! The boy sat down on a wooden chair near the table and ate till he could eat no more. He had somehow lost the guilty feeling which had haunted him for days past. As he swallowed the last delicious mouthful of apple pie he recalled seeing a blue-and-white bath-robe lying over a chair in the room where he had found the slippers. clouding his senses. He thought drowsily that he rust re- move his muddy shoes from the parlor, Someone might find them there and stold. But, no; the maker of those satisfying big cookies could mever scold! Still, he would carry the shoes upstairs with him. How soft and com- fortable the many-pillowed couch felt to his tired body! He would rest for half an hour--not longer--then must go on. Daylight should find him Wrote in Bed ote in Bed his fireside, the night after a violent storm. He went to bed, but could not eep; the Hesperus would not be denfed; and as he lay the verses flow- od on without let or hindrance until the poem was completed. One at least of Rossini's operas was composed in bed. It was when he was young, poor and unknown, and lived in wretched quarters. After writing a duet, the composer allowed his manu- scripts. to slip off the sheets and fall under the bed. Rossini was too coi fortablé to get out of bed, and more over he believed it would be unlucky to pick the sheets up; so he wen work to rewrite the diet. gust he could not remember it. It was, therefore, necessary to write a new 'had finished when & Nooo & Li vi noe Discouraged Habit of How Fra hy i "Liquidation." - "Those who make a hobby of getting rid of the fo debtedness by Way the Bankruptcy Court should at alli, teer clear of China, Bankrupt: cles are almost prow 1 that coun 'Na CRN NMS . as th immediate A By. 48 Hoy, outa CO] Each of these canvngues typical scene in army tion. i A similar drastic: punishment used n ' the figures are of ey to be meted out to delinquents in Ja To come nearer home, one need oi) go back to a little before the Act of Union to, find that debtors in Scotland were obliged to wear garments of diverge colors, a suit of grey and yel- low being the most common. its treatment. : The most striking of the three is Ju Siam, & man unable to meet his | called "The Boxers," and was painted Regrets of nic] Years, - the importation -of motor ve: | To his dis-| CAr® Pre "Try that," said the composer, "and | tell 'me what you think of it" The 0 ra Ra "look under the : a' another Suet Shere, oad liabilities was put in chains and eom|by Laura Knight, a very ey known pelled to work as a slave for his credi- artist in England, y famous tor. Should he escape, his wife, child- | fd her figure | inting. Two Canadian ren, father, or other relative were soldiers stri for combat stand out seized in/his stead. | against a background of bright blue At one time bankrupts were con: gky and heavy white clouds, surround- sidered criminal offenders even in Bng-| ed by their _khaki-clad comrades. land. As & matter of fact, certain cases | Mrs. Knight is & woman in the early of fraudulent bankruptcy have incur- thirties, whose ' husband, Harold red the déath penalty m this country. Knight, is also a well known artist. Any concealment of books or the Their spudio is in a charming, out-of- secreting of property by a debtor was the-way village in Cornwall. so punished. Under thif law a man If, as now seems probable, the con- called John Perrot was hanged in 1761. servative old Royal Academy decides It 16 said that no bank failure has|at last to open its sacred portals to | occurred in China for over nine hun-| women painters, Laura Knight is { dred years. When such an event last named as the most probable candidate happened an edict was promptly is- for the honor of being the first of sued stating that in future any such her sex to affix the magic letters "R. failure on the part of a bank would en- "A." to her name. - tail the severest punishment on all re- The "Cookhouse" of the 166th Cana- gponsible officials. The heads of the dian Infantry is the second picture. cashier, president and directors be-| This picture is the work of Miss Anna came forfeit. Airy, another Englishwoman, whose -- | work is very well known in her native August. Jad 2 shows the huge caldrons of "chow" being prepared for the soldiers Shor of thelx wealth, the harvest by the white-capped chefs, and it is Lie silent in the sun; all in greys and white, with the excep- Weary, beneath the languorous 'haz, tion of here and there the lliant Their generous labor done. = ~~ yellow of the flame under the kettles: Because of the success of this can- vas, Miss Airy has recently been ap- pointed by the British - Minister of Munitions to paint a series of pictures showing the-workers in the different ! branches of munitions making for the Imperial War Museurn in" London. F The third war canvas is by Claire Atwood and is called "On Leave." Jt shows the inside of a Y. MC. A. hut at one of the great London termini at the hour just before the dawn, Here the Canadian soldiers have come for breakfast and a cigar- ette before taking the train. Some have a few days' leave before them and some are on their way back to the trenches. A Canadian soldier in the uniform of the celebrated Black Watch is seen in the foreground giv- ing his sergeant a light from his cigarette. | Thé dreamy river trails its length Across the breadth of gold; Slow-creeping, till it find its way By cedars grim and old. Gone are the lilies, but the leaves. Float sullen on the stream; ., . Above the shimmering underflow Where water-grasses gleam, The flashing pickerel snaps the fly Which careless skims the wave; And circles widening to the shore The rooty margins leave. The turtle warming. on the log Prolongs his length of days; Unheedful of the empty nest The puffing cattail sways. Now, slow before the lowering sun A lucid vapor spreads, | Drifting in hazy coolness o'er "The mallow's rosy heads. Cooking for Threshers. According to the testimony of the 'men themselves, some threshing day dinners are to be remembered for their excellencies, and others are to be remembered for other reasons. But if the energies of workingmen are to be kept at par, they must be well stoked. Workingmen appreciate plenty and a good flavor. "The good flavor is attained by cooking to the right degree and seasoning carefully. Preparing the threshing dinner is a heavy task for the housewife and she Nature holds close and tenderly Her drowsy children dear; This is her hour of full content-- Her "rest-time" of the year! nape Mp r-- » Canny Finance. A man from the north of Scotland was on-holiday in Glasgow. On Sun- day evenmg he was walking along Argyll Street when he came upon & contingent of the Salvation Army, and a collection-bag was thrust in front of his nose. He dropt a penny into it. Turning up Queen Street, he en< countered another contingent of the Salvation Army, and again a smiling "Jags" held a collection-bag in front of him. ! 3 "Na, na!" he said. "I gied a penny tae a squad o' your folk roon' the cor ner jist the noo." "Really?" said the lass. "That was'l very good of you. But, then, you can't hand when to expect the threshers and fo make her preliminary preparations. Then she must decide on hef bill of fare! Here is one meant not to be arbitrary, but suggestive: Bread and butter, chicken pie, mashed potatoes, Sotiage He new beets, oh > i cann ruit, fre tomatoes, a good thing too often. And be-| cakes, apple pie, tes, coffee and milk. sides, you know, the Lord will. repay The day before the threshing all {| water runs lthat is because it crowds upon so should have plenty of good help. |. Presumably she is informed 'before-|- ; o's essen hor Homestoad's tt \ idle wealth can.b! y. over again until the t clear. Then add cold enough water to stand in the pan three times as high the rice, and salt. Cook fast until nearly e of Zempve, the lid and allow to .dry on the k the. stove: Thus She graing will stand out white and flaky. Add no milk or butter or anything else, this. would only. spoil it. t The chicken should be cooked tend- er, boned, and made into pies because in this way it will go farthest. And everybody likes chicken pie. But it] should be so managed that there will be plenty of good rich gravy for the potatoes and rice. 1% the threshing is to be prolonged to the supper hour, there must be another hearty meal. But by this time the housewife is very tired. . So in the forenoon, while the other foods are cooking; she should have a big pant of beans boiling. These can be baked for supper and if well prepared will be appetizing. Li The following supper menu is sug- gested and will not require a great deal of work: Bread and butter, bak- ed pork and beans, roast potatoes with milk gravy, cabbage salad with sour cream dressing, apple sauce, cake, tea, coffee and milk. 2 If the men with the maehine stay all night, the breakfast may be the most awkward of all the meals. "But More dear for lack of art. "Your own sole-masters, ~ Witlr none to bid you Till the old' % As With skill that spares your toiling hands, Qua: Pe And chemic aid that science brings, Reclaim the waste and outwotn lands, And reign thereon as kings. ; selmi | Hotels For Bables. The babies' hotel is becoming a fear - ture of the English national life. There is one at Bexhill, and there is another at Hampstead, and mgre are to follow, says the Manchester, Eng. Guardian. Parents are strictly excluded, and the babies engage rooms, subject to the control of nurses and governesses only. uh ti ; Generally ~ speaking, the babies' hotel is in miniature both and as to chairs and tables. The in- dignity of the highchair is past, and. it is"fhe grownup Who has to adjust hersdlf to the new conditions. | are run on strictly nursery lines, teen TLD Minerd's Tiniment Cures Diphtheria 3p "On the Same Job... : : many other early duties of the day. It ; wet can Yo manaz by Hes ot iin | Bill and 'Bnry had not met for some the family breakfast. - time, when they gujte .unexpe ps y : came across each other fn th street. Noticing that his chum was 10oking downgast, Bill clapped him on the and said: "Hallo, 'Emry; how are you gettin' on? Still working for the same Ped- ple?! ooo 4 : : "yes," was 'Enry's sad reply. "Wife, mother-in-law-and ten kids." 4 v : : vi All grades. Write for prices. J TORONTO SALT WORKS @. J. CLIFF. - TORONTO /' an 4 Value of College Training. Many parents are working hard and denying themselves in order. to send' their 'children to college. The sacri-| fices are. Worth: while provided the girl or boy is willing to work out his or her education. A college education not only enables its possessor to ob- tain better business positions, but it enriches and enlarges the life in every way, if the student has made the most of his opportunities. But parents should be sure their children want an education and not merely a good time when they sehd them to college. x a solid groundwork of character and - ane E y bea tH S 6 2" > in the "Clark" can > 1s perfectly cooked and the Govern- 'ment legend guarantees absolute purity. SL" : With Tomato, Chill or Plain Sauce. '189 © SOLD EVERYWHERE W. CLARK, LIMITED - MONTREAL - == le EE iu le in & LTA HER GO i you a hundredfold." ' ' baking ex pr: % "Aweel," said the cautious Scot, the ye E S2CSPL the chicken: fig we'll jist wait till the first transaction is feenished before we start 'the| second." ws J { en Motor Traffic in Trinidad, / It 1s stated that, for the last four| ° | into) Trinidad has averaged 165. m, and this rate is likely ing rapidly. Estate dad are beginning-to realize ti vantages of motor transport for co ying their produce to the railway To cagér to obtain oth as to beds Meals |