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A re Fa 1 od Ww ig Ly * FR i 5 oo 4} 4 Ss SY J A EA ALD | FRAREIAD 46 | i (4 clin /% - ---- Recent Events From Overseas WEDS FRENCHMAN 2ARIS--An English girl of 21 bas turned a new page in the story of English women's fight for equal rights with men. For pretty Ina Ginn, of Stanmore, Middlesex, has become Mme. --or ra ther Mrs. Lucien Albert of Paris--and retained her British nationality. She is the only Englishwoman to have married a Frenchmdan--or any foreign. er--and remained British. "British Subject" Shyly shé told of how she wrote to the -Home Secretary on her engage- ment explaining her patriotic desire: of the long- negotiations between the French and British authorities, She came to Paris to be married-- on Boxing Day. Since then, presum- ably, she has had no nationality-- until now, ' She showed me the new British passport, in her married name, which she has just received. Written in by hand 1 read: "British subject under the provision of the British Nation- ality and Status of Aliens Act, 1933, wife of a French citizen," NEPHEW REWARDED LONDON--To show his apprecla- tion of "the many hours of pleasure he has given me on Saturday even- ings," the late Mr. Alfred Page, of Blakehall road, Wanstead, E., left his nephew, Frederick Page, £100. AND SO IT GOES For twelve years Rose Orkell, aged twenty-six, had been a trapeze artist before she took a post as mald at Queen Mary's Hospital, Carshalton, Surrey. One of her acts had been to hold up eight girls. She was taking coffee to the maids in the hospital, and was about to serve a girl in the automatic lift when some one pressed a button on the floor below. As Miss Orkell tried to open the door the lift restarted and she was fatally injured, } At the Carshalton inquest recently the coroner, returning a verdict of "accidental death," sald it was jroni- cal that a girl who had been a trap- eze artist should die from inadvertent use of a lift. VULTURE VS. AIRPLANE . JOHANNESBURG--A vulture and an airplane collided in mid-air over the Crown Mines. The vulture was killed, and the airplane--piloted by Mr. G. D. B. Williams, of the Jobhan- nesburg Light 'Plane Club -- was slightly damaged, but landed safely. HEROIC WAR HORSE MAIDSTONE, Eng, --Thirty-year-old Charlie grazes contentedly in a field at Maidstone, His owner is Mr. Bill Bricknall, a retired butcher, of DBoxley Road, Maidstone. Charlie came to Mr. Bricknall as a colt. For years he pulled the butcher's van. Then Charlie went to the war, When the war finished Charlie came back, but not to Maidstone. He was sold to a tradesman at Bris. tol, Years passed. Ono day Mr. DBricknall went to Bristol on business, He was walking along the street when a horse passed by drawing a van. } "Mr. Bricknall recognized Charlie. He bought him back. . Now Charlie Is self-appointed keep-| er to the cows who shire his fleld. He rounds them up with the skill of a sheep dog and guides them to the gate, CRASHES AND LIVES BURNHAM-ON-CROUCH, Eng, -- A pilot named Elliott, attached to the Southend Flying Club, nose-dived and crashed at Burnham-on-Couch re- cently. Mr. Elliott was attempting to land on the flying field behind the Royal Corinthian Yacht Club. The airplane was badly wrecked. The pilot escaped unhurt, lunched at the club, and flew back to South- end In another machine, JAY WALKERS FINED WARSAW--Three thousand people were fined nine-pence each in one day here for crossing the streets when the traffic signals were against them. AIR-MINDED FAMILY LONDON--The Londonderry family are now one hundred per cent. air minded. ! Lady Helen Stewart, the third and | youngest daughter of Lord London- derry, the Secretary of State for Afr, is learning to fly at Heston, All five members of the London: derry household fly now--a record number for one family in this country. Lord Londonderry is a qualified pl- Jot. He bought a private airplane re- dently and had it painted in the fat, | Jly colors, - Lady Margaret Stewart is also a pilot, can fly an airplane, though not yet allowed to fly alone. Lady Londonderry has had lessons pnd resumes them next month. D0 YOU KNOW? ' , Sometimes we lose friends for whose 1088 our regret 1s greater than our grief, and others for whom our grief is greater than our regrot.--Ia Rochefoucauld. ava ave" RT BLADE LLL LLL ES [IX : The ; RS . i ' 5] TUDOR HOUSE | I \ = % |' By MRS. STANLEY WRENCH 5 DX es ot (Authoy of "Sing for the Moon" "Strange Lovers," etc). _ i Fu PROC RX D SYNQPSIS Michael Borde, 40, -unmarrled, born and bred in a Birmingham slum, is now a wealthy motor manufacturer wrapped up in his business. One day he feels an urge to visit the countryside and motors up on Spring day. He comes upon an old Tudor House and decides he'd like to buy It, Suddenly he hears a cry. He sprints across a fleld and resuces Daphne Eden who was meanaced by a tramp. Michael stays a week In the village, negotiates for the Tudor House, proposes to Daphne and ig accepted. That again although Dulipne Fden did not know it then, was typical of Micha~l Borde. Hiiden away behind his brusqueness and hardhiea ledness was a vein of sentimentaliy of which "even he was scarcely aware, It peep- ed out now and again, reminding him of childhood days when the roll of organ music held him enthralled, al- though often he had cried without un- derstanding why. Sight of pear- blossom, too, with its sweet atmondy scent always sent a wave of senti- ment trembling through him. That was associated with old Davide back- yard, a spring day, slice. ot thick bread and butter and the knowledge that he was safe from the woman who had walloped him, and from whose custody the old man had removed him. One day he'd tell Dahpue ail about it, these shy strange things that crop- ped up now and again in his mem- ory. Some of them were too deep and primitive to. be spoken of, but 'eo knew now why he so badly wanted Werburge Lucy. The old grey house was linked up with that posséssive instinct of his, that virile force the power of which had been scarcely realised by himself. Holding fer arm in a tight clasp, curling nd wreath- ing in his brain, all sorts of pians be- gan. io In all his life, carefully planned, its aims executed . with exactness, Michael Borde had never been rash until now, Perhaps, he reflected, falling in love was bound to be like that. But he knew, as he drove through Stratford-on-Avon, that the. accom- plishment of this aim superseded all others, and that to possess Werburge Lucy and.see Daphne there as mis- 5 meant the realization of all his hopes and. ideals, both soc'al and spiritual. He told her a little of this as they went along. "I'm a self-made man, my dear You'll have to put up with a lot of things, perhaps, for I've never had anything but a Board School educa- tion, and precious little of that. I've never thought of anything excépt my business all these years, but tle other week---"" he hesitated, "they sounded me about a title, and it set mc think- ing. A title means nothing to me. To build up a big business and carry everything through on your own shoulders . . . well, that ci.ntents me. At least it hes contented me till now. "] wanted that old house directly I saw it again after all these years," he said. i "Then "he-iaughed a-iitt.e shyly. "I wanted you, too, directly I saw you, but it took me a week to find out that love at first sight is true, after all," he said. . Dahpne Eden found herself cur- iously" moved. To 'her there was something extracrdinaxy- in - the thought that just over a waek ago she and he had rot met, yet now were pledged togeher in this sweet intimacy. Above all, she wondered at her own feelings, for it seemed to her as though she had known and loved Michael Borde all her life. He had stepped into that empty niche which every woman's heart holds, Although approacing thirty, Dahpne Eden had never had a love affair. But she had always hugged a secret dream of a man whose eyes would ask what, she and her soul and body desired. She had visualised the won- der, awe, and content that love brings to a woman, had dreamed of the love- life of two entities, and in. the way that women do, had sect up a shrine for the unknown. But when Michael Borde had stepped into her life, it SOAKS IN DEEPER Because the aew. Instant Rit sesses one BS ROOD IHIRR RIOR IIR XIX XIX RR HX XXXIXRRXN Fa seemed to Dahpne as though he were no stranger, and when he had knock- ed down the tramp that day and she waited to hear him speak, for a mom- ent or two it was exactly as though a tiny hand knocked at the intiermost cell of her heart. Shyly she confessed this now. Sel- dom articulate over these things, with her hand in his, gazing down at the hollow where the grey house lay, afternoon sunlight turning the riband beds of daffodils into a blaze of yel- low flame, Dahpne spoke of her own love. With a rare tenderness that as- tonshed himself Michael Borde put his arms about her, and tor the first | time she noticed the rea gold lights in his brown eyes. She had been gaz- ing at the sunshine on the daffodils, and for a minute thought sone freak of fancy brcught a kind of mirage, but the dancing red lights remained. He held rer cluser. "Let's ge: married at once, Da- hpne," he said hoarsely. "I've waited forty years for you, my dear." It was the most romantic moment of his life, and Michael Borde knew it. Her eyes met his calmly. "I'll marry you to-moirow, Mich- ael, if you like," she said. "But even in these days marriage arrangements take a little time. Besides, my dear, there's my father. "You must come and see him." "You don't mean," he looked a lit- tle sheepish, "you don't mean T've got to come and ask his consent . . , all that sort of thing, Dahpne?" "No, no, but he's all I have ... . un- til you came," she added swiftly. "I'm Going to Have Her!" Michael Borde kissed her then with grave tenderness, feeling like a King entering his Kingdom for the first time. The world was perfect, and they two, alone at the top of the hill, owned the world, : A bird on top ot some gorse bushes near started to sing, his arm tighten- ed about her, and those red-gold lights danced in his eyes. Sunlight blazed in the windows cf the old grey house in the hollow, he looked at thisg Animals, «and "visioned the future. His heart leapt exultantly. His chiidren .. . a good background , , . his children and hers, and a house that should become a home. ; "I'm seeing Hamill-Hardy in the morning. Guess I'll have the whole thing settled to-morrow, Dahpne." he said. "There'll be no need to wait, my dear. If the deal comes off, and I think it will, I buy the whole bag of tricks, everything as it stands. There's a jolly fine organ there . .. I heard it years ago, and ever since then I've longed for an organ of my own. No, bless you, I don't play, don't know a note of music, but you can get one fitted up where you pull out stops and the mechanim does the rest." He laughed. . : "Don't know why I'm so mad on organ music," he confessed. "Look here Dahpne, we'd better get back. You're cold, my dear," for suddenly she shivered. "Someone treading on my grave," she confessed. They drove on for about a quarter of a mile, then Dahpne pointed out her own cottage: -. "Why not come in and be introx duced tomy father 2" "she said. "He's]. an invalid, you know. It's rather a sad story, but I'won't stop to tell you now." ' " He stopped the car, they went in- side, and Dahpne took off her coat. ""Don't say anything . , . about us, to-day, Michael," she asked. "I mean . « " she looked confused. "Wait a day or two until he's used to you. I'll just tell him you're a friend of Mrs. Gregory's who has driven me h&8me, that's all." Again, putting his arms about her, he looked down at her face, then kissed her. : "I didn't believe love came this way, Dahpne," he said, and her eyes meeting the flame in his, warm col- our bathed 2heék and brow and neck as she returned his kisses. Then, drawing herself away, smiled. . "I'll go and prepare father," she said. ""You'l like him, Michael." He drew in his breath with a catch as Daphne went into the next room, she 'he could hear the Tow murmur of voices, a man's deep voice, almost querulous, then Dahpne's laughter, a soaks the colo: right in, | x hoon +». dyes beautifully svenly . . asts, and lasts, and lasts. ther tint or dye » element that no othe 3 ive peu om: of Home FREE= Send the front of The A uston Co, Ltd, for FREE copy of * Makiog, ad hn A. an (Ca AI1 Pack a re edonip de Xoronto, Dr. Wernet's Powder For FALSE TEETH A Joy To All Users Can't Slip or Slide er ------ * Bprinkle on Dr, Wernet's Powder and your Ju won't have to_ this 4 alse teeth all day long. Jo ni fot boli teat § oii nt They positive 't sip or Forma Yana ee iol [V : pd SEL i Ea pt tists, The cost in ~the" comford great A Sit ny druggists ring of music in it. Michael smiled. Of all women he had ever met, Da- phne had the most musical laught, It matched her voice, and that had been the first thing about her he noticed. She came out smiling, and beckon- ed to him, "I've told him you are Mrs, Greg- ory's friend, that's all," the said. Tip-toe, she held up her face, the first time of her own accord to kiss him, and as for a minute he buried his lips in her 'dark hair Michael Borde felt deliriously happy Time and space stood still--this was loving and being loved, and the miracle had happened that afternoon. "Come along," she suaio gaily. He followed her into the room, where, on a sofa-bed beside the win- dow, lay a man with dead-white hair and colourless face, but with dark eyes that burned -like hat coals. "Father, this is Mr. Borde--" be- gan Dahpne, then stopped short, for the man on the bed suddenly seeme galvanised into a new being. . His burnirg eyes flashed, his sal- low, sunken-in cheeks flamed, and he flung out a lean emaciated hand. "Michael Borde. . . damn you. How dare you come here?" he cried, and there was silence in that room, so that one could have heard a pin drop. X "Get out of here," cried the man on the bed in a thick throaty voice. "Get out of here, you zur. You ruin- ed my home . . . stole my wife ... you hroke up my life . . . " He spluttered with fury, unable to move his limbs, but his lean fore- finger 'quivered menacingly, and Michael Borde backed towards the door, his face drained of all colour. (To'be Continued.) Let Cows Die, ; Is Fined $100 Soulanges County farmer Punished for Gross Neglect MONTREAL--A fine of $100 and costs or two months in jall was the penalty imposed upon Roch Laroux, Soulanges County. farmer, by Judge Maurice Tetreau here, following Lar- oux's conviction on a charge of {lI- treating his livestock, The complaint was lald by members of the farmer's family, the court end of the prosecu- tion being looked after by the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Five of Laroux's seven cows had died of starvation, the judge was told, and accused's barn was in diszgrace- ful condition. Four horses were also found starving by , officers of the S.P.C.A. Laroux at first pleaded guil- ty but changed his mind when the court informed him he could be sen- tenced to a fine of $500, one year in jail and two lashes. £ The case proceeded after his change of plea and his children testified accused had enough money to feed his stock but spent both his time and his money in a neighboring village. Milk and Cream : Consumption Off WASHINGTON-- Americans are drinking less milk and cream, an Ag- ricultural Department report indi- cates, : . Consumption in cities and towns last year was estimated at 3,629,470, 000 gallons compared to 3,731,743,000 gallons fn 1932, 3,739,645,000 gallons in 1931 and 3,782,042,000 gallons in 1930. ) Per capita consumption declined from 40 gallons in 1931 and 1932 to 38.8 gallons last year, The decreases occurréd chiefly in the North Atlantic states where about four per cent. less milk and cream was used than in 1932, Consumption decreased 3:5 per cent. in South Central states, three per cent. in South Atlantic and about two per cent. in North Central. Young Men Rally. Round' Girl Trained In Home Econmics JACKSON, Miss.--Practical minded young men and wedding bells have created a problem in the home econ- omics department of the Mississippi school system, F. J. Hubbard, state director of vo- cational education,isay4 the high turn. over of home economics teachers is really getting -- to be something to think about, i The home economics spend years learning the art of home management, cooking, baking and dressmaking and do their work so well that the young men begin to rally 'round, The casualty list is high, Hubbard says, i Ng : "But why not," he added philoso phically, A lot of: the home econom: ics teachers return to the teaching profession' after practical experience fn thelr own home, "and they make "excellent teachers." : " CHURCH NURSERY A Methodist Church at Croydon hag éntablivhed a nursery, with toys and ! cradles, In the eHirch Hall, so that thothérs may atterid gorvice, 'ed with extinction by a flower, been kept in excellent teachers | _ Orange Pekoe + Blend EA us Fresh from ' the Gardens Curious World Sixteen children are born to every 1,000 people in Britain in a year, ac- cording to the last statistics; sixty years ago there were thirty births to every thousand of theh population, Rural Postmen in the North-West districts of the United States have been officially supplied with packets of birdseed to carry with them on their rounds and deliver to the birds. 80,000 pictures a second have been "shot" by a remarkable super-speed movie camera patented in Germany, At this rate the rebound of a rain- drop as plain as the bounce of a ten- nis ball. Nutria farming is proving success- ful in Surrey, nutria being a species of swamp beaver from South Ameri. ca, resembling a cross between a large.rat and a porcupine, and highly valued for its fur, : Four blind typists are employed by the London County €ouncil at the County Hall, ' Big-game hunters are now having their trophies converted into furni- ture, elephant tusks making excellent bedposts, prized smoking stand designed from a giraffe's foot, ; 2,600 finger-prints were taken by the police of Prague to trace a mur- derer, the only clue to whose identity was a finger-print on the window-sill ot the vicitm's house. A sclentific sifting of the results brought them their man, The potato"s most dangerous ene: my,, the Colorado heetle, is threaten- the petunia, whose leaves attract the pest and then poison it. Stately Old Home "The Maples" Tavistock, formerly the home of the late Frederick Krug, has been sold in order to wind up the estate, and it was secured for $2,650, observes 'the Stratford Beacon-Herald The property itself consists of three and one-half acres, and there wag splendid taste shown-in the first place in placing the house well back. There are fruit trees and shrubs, flower beds and hedges, a large barn, an ice house and a chicken pen, The house itself is heated by hot water, has a-metal roof, stone founda- tion, electric lighting, and unlike a number of other large homes, has repair. -The house, solid brick, is 44 by 32 feet and at the rear a solid brick kitchen 20 x 16, and at the front there is one of those spacious and substantial veran- dahs which' speak "of comfort and enjoyment. There is a living room on the ground floor, a library and a din- ing 'room, hardwood or parquet oak flooring, and this same standard of excellence is carried through all the floors. On the floors above there are seven or eight bedrooms, all large and airy. Almost every community has such homes, but they do not sell. readily today, They are considered too large, and the reason probably is that home life has changed. People are away now more than they used to be; tife car has opened wide spaces and long roads to daily venture, and there are many who look for amusement and entertainment outside their own homes. So it is that the stately old home is not in great demand. It geems a pity because it has sp muc to commend. . MACHINERY EXPORTS UP . OTTAWA--Machinery and farm im- plemetit exports for March were val- ued at $291,469 compared with $142, 746 in March, 1933, Chief customers were Australia, $56,413; United Stat- es, $66,048; and United Kingdom, $50,212, Co ail 1 One hunter has a greatly- | "7 Issue' No, 26--'34 All children should work. We don't mean in mills or factories but 'either in the house or yard, or even to help dad stack up the cans in the store. We are advocates of child labor, just as we are champions of child play and child freedom of the right sort, An advocate of labor in this way -- of duties that put some iron into them and condition them to the work habit later in life. It's perfectly silly to bring up children on a diet of pap and 'then expect them to enjoy hard food later on, silly and criminal to say, '""Théy are just children once," and let them get lazy and expect everyone in the house to stand around and wait on them while they never turn a finger, Soft Life Harmful : It is unfair to the child to have a nurse or governness at his beck and call too long; if he has to make no or little effort to look out for himself physically, it is all wrong. 'It is unkind and short-sighted to keep girls out of the kitchen and say, "They'll learn to cook 'quickly enough when they are married." Maybe they will, but not being "conditioned" to cook, they will hate it very likely. Or. only like it as long as they are emotionally interested. Too many children go through echool and emerge in utter confusion to the world of work -- the world of "must", or having - to - use - their = hands - mind - to - support - their bodies. They are suddenly expect- ed to develop work habits entirely foreign to their natures. They have studied, of course, and that is labor. We do not discount that -- but except in the cases of self-earned educations they cannot be expected to face the new situation 'cheerfully when the world stares to see what they will make of them- selves. "All Play and No Work. 1 : -A APRANG8I dol : aN, Jack Will Be a Dull Boy If He Spends All His Time Amusing Himself Instead of Learning To Do Certain Work About the House or Garden -- "Thus Making Himself Useful Preparation for iLife Who makes the steady, to -. be = depended - upon clerk or stenograph- er or secretary? The girl who had to get up and help get breakfast. and clean her room and scrub the porch Saturday. Who makes the depend- able business man or earnest profes- sional? The boy who had to tend furnace and grass and put through a daily job regularly. As it happens, most children do have some home duties to attend to, but how many of them are made to feel responsible for regular tasks? There is, of course, the type of. parent who goes too far and pre- empts all of the child's free: time. It seems to me that this is one phase of child training in which we go' to extremes, = The "driver" parent is doing as much harm as the easy parent, It is a wise mother who recognizes the nced of playtime and worktime, too, and who can adjust a nice balance. f } Balance Work and Play Just as surely as we allow the youngsters to live perpetually' on Xasy Street, and wear ourselves out trying to save them from the secret of work, we are knocking the mortar from between the bricks of national- istic strength. J But 'individually we are undermin-' ing them, too, and misleading them. They cannot live for eighteen or twenty years without any idea of self-help without going soft at the core when they need every bit of strength of character they can sum- mon at the crisis of their lives, Vacation is coming. Is it to be filled with dawdling, or will it have a few daily hours,of assigned duties? There are fourteen hours in a child's day. A lot of time for everything. Japan to Raise Standard of Living Geneva--Japan aims to raise her living standars and thus does not threaten world trade through com- petition made possible by a low stan- dard, Ryozo Asano, representing 'the Japanese employers, told the Inter- national Labor Conference here re- cently, ) IDEAS Have you a Story, a Sketch or an Illustration that is sale- "A "Those who seem obsessed by_ the bogey of Japanese .competition -and who fail to see the benefits of trad- ing with a healthy progressive nation, may now dismiss from their minds the fear of a low standard of living in Japan," he said. - If the Japahese are left to pursue their economic activities peacefully, he declared, they will become a huge market for the world's goods. He argued that Japan can only raise its standard of living by a higher in- dustrial development. A man of seventy-two and a girl of seventeen were married at Pewsey, near Marlborough, recently. g Or perhaps .you have some other saleable idea. Tell us about it. er Send a stamped (3c) envelope for information about our service. IDEAS : unlimited THIRTY-NINE LEE AVE, TORONTO Motorists generally don't seem to realize the importance of the hand signal. Some of them will raise a hamd from the wheel for a spliL sec- ond and expect the driver of thp car following to see through the people in' the back seat. Others put a hand 'through' the open window like a flash and jerk it back as though something had bitten them, til they've almost completed whatever movement it is they want to make be- tore' signalling, More than halt the drivers, don't glve any signal' at all. Ona of the worst offenders is the chap 'Intersection before hie makes up hig "li mind to turn Jett; then he suddenly sticks his hand out from awae aver Still others wait un- | th Yho reaches the exact centre of an A PAGE FROM MY DIARY by P.C.2 on the right side of the road and be- ging his turn. Usually, in heavy traf- fic several cars pass him with toot- Ing horns,. The fourth or fifth car is cuse usually is, "Well I'had my hand out, didn't I?' Of course, I remind him that he should have edged over to the centre of the road before reach. ng the intersection--but it's too late , Some day there'll he a definite code for hand-signalling, but in the mean- time, the driver who makes SOME KIND of a signal, whether he's turn: ingiright or left, or stopping, or pull: ine out from the lds of the road; p © himself, and others: a lot ot' grief, gab : Wall I'll ba geelng yeu, Tes 3 : . 3 " : . - able? Aa likely to hang right into him. His ex A ae oad | Co = = i : n J 24