is the finest 'Orange Pekoe' sold. ' FILLETTE AND - THE BROWN GIRL BY ADRIANA SPADONL IIL On the porch a solemn, blue-eyed baby stopped playing with a set of blocks, stared, and lurched graw over to his mother. The brown gi icked him up and cuddled him cely. Staring out across the dry, shim- mering earth, Fillette spoke in a low, even tone, ' "You think this is bad, where the sea and the wind cry and the coyotes how! and the creaks laugh. You're afraid of the voices of the earth. 1 was born where there was no sound except that of the wind sweeping across the earth all day and all night. "At night I used to lie awake and listen to the wind. It seemed to me that it always stopped just outside our frame house, and howled louder to scare me. It shut us in like a blanket. Even when I was very lit- tle, I could feel the years rushing by, ----earried away by the wind, without power to stop and wait for me. We rode off together, and then, far away from that awful, wind-swept house, we sat and talked, He told me of the world shut away behind the wind. 1 met him sometimes at night, and we rode silent for hours under the stars. He always under- stood, whether we talked or were stil. "He stayed in our house two months and three days, When he went away, I went with him." "Oh!" the brown girl cried. "We went East. e lived in dif- ferent cities. We had lots of friends --men, always men, Sometimes we had to move. me all warm and glad when I had thought of it while the wind howled at night. He was aways kind and! jolly. TI had clothes and jewelry, and we went to theatres and concerts. I had every sing'e thing that I had felt sweeping by me in the wind; but.it. was hell! ide Se a "He had told me, that last night, 4 Yon say Tele Sogsn't ant to give |, der the stars, that we would be pus land, # wants to buy more. |, ried in the first°town; but when Heo F-ans and has hope. My people we came to the town he said: bad given up planning; they had no| « "T'o' hell with this dims hope. You can never be absolutely 0. onto = vou] cit P. alone when you have hope. We had 8 "In New York told me that he none. I had only a misty knowledge ) that there was a world beyond the gas Married + ae Sod, Ying, and 1 wanted lo go. All the 80--30 understandingly, that I was di'y hunger and thirst, everything sorry for him. I believed it hurt him I felt or thought, was centered in that I HE not to let him see how T hated] --to get out into that other word-- it--the small humiliations, the faise to push somehow through the wall of names we had to give. She was al-| wind, before it was Seo lave ways writing to him, and I got to aL a quis a aan know the envelopes. Sometimes she, So Dut ne was DIZ oud By I wish | Would have him foowed, and woud 1 ' d mak i d PpY. _., | threaten him with suits--that is, when could make you understand what it re was. niakin 4 mione | meant--for the first time having iE was E . gov ¥ somebody young and happy in the house. Pete is young. When he comes home he talks and whistles and lays with Tommy, and you always ave Tommy. I had nothing, only those two old, silent people. "For the first week I saw very lit- tie of tha strange man, Father said the doctor had ordered him West, be- cause he had been working too 'hard in New York, and that he would stay a month.: He was always out riding over the prairie, and when he came in to meals he told things that made the prairie seem like a different coun- try. During the second week he be- gan coming home earlier in the after- , noon, and in t the evening we would sit * --lafe for us--taking. In the fhird Let's broken people 1 had left. I wrote to tell them I was properly married, and my mother's letter nearly broke my heart, she wae so thankful for me. Then for the first time I knew that she was afraid of the wind and the bare, flat, reaching land, as I had been, She was almost hysterical with joy, that I had escaped. So I kept it up. I wrote of the gay times we had, of my fine elothes, and of the presents he 'would suddenly thrust on me; but that wind-beaten house, those lean cows, my father and mother, haunted me. I got to dread his careles® laugh- ter more than I had ever dreaded the wind. 1 got to despise his easy tol- erance, sliding ot of ynpleag tness, never "facing and batt.ing with any-| Fogel I liked to awake jn the ni tg ing, ays s ping for every | "nd heaf the wind. Tis room Plettire. t at a a Th way. It was just under mine, and I liked to im- ery than hearing iife rush by in' agine that if the wind tried to get thy wind. | me, he wculd wake up and drive it way. For the first time in my lite], Fiisite shivered, und the brown girl felt safe, e "One day I told him about hating "Don't!" Don't!" she cried. the wind. I don't know whether he| Fiilette went on, more slowly now, as if the memory were crushing out' asked me or I Just told him. Any- + how he understood. Tt was the first her life as the reality had done. "It was that way for a year and a i at, overwhelming surprise of my : Hite that he understood. He knew half. Then, one morning, I woke up exactly how it felt, and could express | to find that he had gone. He had left | it better than I. Some things I had @ note pinned to the pillow, and some felt only in a shadowy way, like evil money." A bitter smile touched Fil- spirits waiting for me. He made |lette's lips. « "He said that he was them clear--terribly, frantically clear. | going because he saw that he no After that we were always together. | longer made me happy; and that was : all there was in life--happiness. It was just the kind of thing he had said so often on our Jong rides. He said that he would always feel very tender to me; that I had been a bright spot in his life, but that it* was no use trying to keep the bright spot when the shadows fell. The brave thing to do was to recognize the truth and face it. He was always talking ithat way about facing the truth.' |" "I went back. I told them that he i had been killed. I sent to the nearest {large town and got books. I took cor- 'respondence courses, I knew how to "I gould never forget the two old,' This is Prebendary Wilson Carlile, B. F. Mountford on board the Cunarder Ascania. I didn't understand, and | who has just concluded an evangelical tour of a part of the United States he never explained. He only laughed and Eastern Canada, is head and founder of the Church Army, who are con- that deep, happy laugh that had made | ducting a crusade in Canada during the summer. D.D., C.H. (left), talking to Captain The distinguished cleric, "Never mind! You haven't gone. | You need never go." She waited a moment and then added quietly: "I; made a solemn promise to myself long | ago that if I coud ever save another | | girl, a young, 'onely girl, from a man: ! who 'understands,' 1 would tell her| the story of my life. When I saw him, riding over to your ranch in that' 'young, carefree way, whistiing--1I had to come and speak to you." The brown girl rose. Her eyes were tired. They no longer invited. They were c.osed against the power to feel, Only her arms gripped Tommy with' a sureness of possession.that awaken-' ed him and made him whimper. "Come!" Fiilette held out her arms, and the brown girl yielded | Tommy. "Write a note and tell Pete' where you are." } As they came around the last bend of the road, Fillette saw Puggins, | gearcely more than a speck at the edge of the little porch. Her eyes lit up, ! "They're so wonderful," she said softly, "these men who don't under-, stand!" | As they came nearcr, "she cupped both hands to her lips and sent a long; clear "Woo-ee, woo-cee!" into the still blue air. The human speck moved quickly to the other end of the porch | and leaned far over the railing, "Woo-ce!" it answered. 4 High on the mountainside, Puggins adjusted his glasses and peered at the 'wo figures coming aong in the thi ck! i yellow dust. "Well, I'll be--damned!" he said, !slowly. "That little white-and-go'd | baby going out: to reform the natives | --and it looks as if she'd done it, 109, i by the Lord!" | Minard's Liniment tor Rheumatism. } - Sas Ata Rural Dwelling. When the inmate stirs, the birds re-, tire discreetly i From the, window-ledge, whergon they whistled sweetl. And on the seep of the door, In the misty morning hoar; But now the dweller is up they flee To the crooked neighboring codlin- tree; And when he comes Tully forth they, seek the garden, And come from the lofty costard, as pleading perdon For shouting so near before In their joy at being alive:-- i A Great Shadowy Dry. Looking out the window Of the little log-cabin We found in the long lern wood, We saw the green wgrld: passing by Throughout the shadowy day. Under Mount Custer We saw the shadows and we called |' them good. Under the high trees, Undey the shadow of the bushes on| the cliff, Under the shadow of 'the flowers, | Aud the misty valley's flowery hours, We saw. the shadowy day go by, And found it a pageant and a play. We found a joy in that great shadowy Vachel Lindsay, A rs in Poetry. Tia Ran With the Swalls. "And what makes that common sail- or so proud-ami haughty 2 aes "Long asgociation with the swells." rie Ye sen The Printer's Version. The hand-writing of the famous Hor- lace Greeley was so very bad that the printers were uszleq orien: Once he wrote Verna quoting {rom Shakespeare. It appeared the next day: 'Tis two, 'tis fifty, "tin fifty, "tls fifty-two." cs ---- re A aes sn In Edinburgh University. Professor Alfred Joseph Clark of University College, London, has been [appointed to the chair of materia "medica in Edinburgh University in! succession to the late Professor Cush- ney. in ° Quite 80. Things may be as far apart as the : | TTS true 'tis pity end pity 'tis 'tis destroyec by To Soa light, the allpure soap backed or ~a $5,000 guarantee. Sunlight Soup prog the life of .['minfon," ~The Largest Selling Laundry Soapin the world Fifty-Fifty. : - 40h, George, dear," she whispered, when he slipped the engagement ring on her finger, "how sweet of you to re- member just the sort of stone 1 pre- '| ferred! None of fhe others was ever so thoughtful." George was staggered for a moment, Then he answered: "Not at all, doarg You see, this is the one ¥ always use." mi L Minard's Ciniment Jor Sore Feet. A wildea® A 36 inches was caught at Loch Lomond. We under- stand that it was decoyed by a bag- pipe volo, under the impression that some of its relatives were ageing =Purch. Recipes for Delicious. Salads, Sandwiches, 2 Egg Dishes, Cheese Dishes, Pickles and 'Relishes. Write forneonyr mailed F Oolman-Keen Kno) Liniiod, Dest: 107 300 Asiierst Btu Muda, NEW FROCKS EMPLOY SKIRT FULN hoe As the season: advances, the vogue. for prints is being ae frequently evidenced, as the dainty. frock ahove attests, 'The dress is cut in one:piece Meanwhile the lammering clock with- pies without any referees whatever and displays a round nack-iine open- <n goes- five, 1 know a domicile of brown and green, Where for a hundred summers there have been | Just such enactments, just such day. breaks seen. | . --Thomas Hardy. A nan A Real Party. Johnny bad been the guest of honor at a parly the day before, and his lit- tle friend, Tommy, had been hearing' about it. "Have a good time?" asked | | Tommy, £ § © "Dig 1?" answered Johny. 7 m not bungry Faun (to the arctic and ial regions. Hopes, Brad "Has Tommy proposed yet?! "No, but there's a ring' his voice." --e > Operate Quickly. Doctor--"How is your plse?" Patient--*"No so good. a Aches something terrible, doc." "Willie, what" 8: 'the for in' i | do things now. I studied--half the night ac 1 _afraid of " | so #trong and clean and' straight! I i studied for a year, and then I passed | the teachers' examinations. I took af school in a district near town that year, and the following year I got one 1in town. The old folks sod the 'place | and came to live with me. We lived together, and I made them happy, really happy, for three years. Then | they died, one. very soon after the other." "The brown girl was sobbing Fi A Life Sent a ling in front, short kimono sleeves and a silhouette that would: be straight, Lexcent for the employment; of fulness in 'the apron tunic at the front. Th's | little apron drapery. is an importan® fashion tem, and go is the shirring at. edge where it is sewn to. the dress. A belt of contrasting color ribbon ties about the hips. The sm back view pictures the frock with lon: sleeves, which are provi ed in the pattern, No. 1156:is. in & 3 42 inches bust. berta; "10 in Nova Bootia, 9 Hh Sas katchewan; "and 6 in Prince Edward = Island, That the industry is growing 18 evident from recent statistics, which 5) a EE ¥o the gional opinion among. offictal horticulturists {of the various provincial governments that followers of this industry are uni- - | formly prosperous 'and that returns compare very favorably with other or ders of investment. In 1821 official figures show 'that receipts from the in- dustry totalled $4,026,427 for the Do- made up of $2.778,473 from flowers and flowering plants and $1. 247,954 from vegetables and vegetable plants. Ontario accounted for the heaviest share of revenue with $2.5 941, followed by Quebec with $669,0 and: British Columbia $350,667. . Al berta's share was $196,310; Manitoba $106,264; Saskatchewan $84,636; Nova Scotia $79,224; New Brunswick $18, 360; and Price Edward Island $13, 128. Ontario and British Columbia Lead. Ontario, which maintams a wide lead in this intensive activity, has ~ about 3,000,000 square feet of green- house space growing vegetables and 6,000,000 feet growing flowers. In British Columbia, where the industry has beén expanding remarkably, the principal greenhouse crops are flow- ers and such vegetables Bs tomatoes and cucumbers. In 1924 the province produced in this manrer 314 tons of cucumbers valued at $168,84 per ton, or a total of $58,016.00. Tomato cul- ture is increasing there, and from 67, 800 crates grown in greenhouses in 1922 the figure rose to 78,400 crates' In 1024, and was greater in 1925. /*It is interegting to note the position coupled in this activity by the three Prairie: Provinces, which are popular ly considered to be wholly engrossed in the major phases of the agricultural industry. The results of Western en- terprige = are" very pertinently illus ~ trated in two elaborste nurseries in the heart of the Western prairies, one situated at Medicins Hat, Alberta, and the other at Estevan, Saskatchewan. These have not only expanded bevond Lgupplying local and prairie needs, and "| even shipping to Bastern Canada, but have built up and developed a rrofit- able export trade with many Amsrican cities of the Middle West. At certain 'seasons of the year hundreds of beau- teous blooms leave from these prairie centres to add thelr bright note ft life ° in many United States points which little suspect their origin, ---- eet Laughter. I thank the Lord for laughter and I thank the Lord for mirth, For who can start a chuckle sweeps the sorrows from the earth. Though it may be but a' minute, swiftly born and swiftly spent, The weight of care fs lifted on the flood of merriment; : And for all those sixty 'seconds pain 'and anguish disappear, "| For there's never any heartache in the laughter which you hear. There are times when man is solemn and is burdened down with | And you know his. heart is, heavy, for life isn't always fair, va are countless d tor wball alos: the way, Many: doubts for each to master, many x plans that go astray; 'But when hale and hearty' laughter + rushes in and takes Control, : Yeu would never guess, to a his Tet ver they somt