3 J 'Safe In Nurseries 0 _ war-time "tate nurseries "brought © 'day. There are "Childre _~ Bibury ~ tanks," * there inscribed. ~ ngnd. 'then she "added, musingly, Women's Noluntary, Services Care' Fo Youngsters While Mothers Werk For Britain Neatly -one thousand nurseries are now open throughout = Great Britain, Very many of them 'are to be*)g by the call to married 'Women (to do work inthe 'war, i simple day nurseries, whose mothers ng for ¢ 'are absent only where the evacuated yo -gtay permanently, There a clal residential centres for ¢ Le dren who have' been shaken by 'bombing. All of "them, . staffed by regis. tered nurses and dieticians, are a success. In a typical centre, at in Gloucestershire, each child gained from 1 to 4 Ibs. fn weight. This particular nursery caters for cases, most of whom suffered from anaemia and malnu- trition apart from emotional dis- turbance. All the nurseries accept children irrespective. of their nationality. Sylvia Linial, for example, is a small Austrian girl of three who had to be taught again how to walk. Now she runs and is going to a nursery for normal children, Brenda Macey, 2, bomb-shocked, could not bear to be touched at first. She was scarcely able to eat her food and she had night ter- rors, Now she is well and happy once more, - The Women's Voluntary Ser vices help in the work [or Bri tannia's bables and the American Red Cross- has -given it £65,000.= J Philippine Chief " 'Maj. Gen. Basilio Valdes, chief of staff of the Philippine army, leads Filipino warriors against Japanese invaders of the U. S. islands. Clement R. Attlee Should Know Tanks When, in reply to an interpella- tion in the-House of Commons the other day, Clement R. Attlee, Lord Privy Seal -- who attended the International, Labor Confer- ence in New York--declared that "victory in the present var meas- urably depends on tanks," an M. P. was heard to observe to a neighbor: "Very fine, but what does the: Privy Seal know about tanks?" Mr, Attlee commanded a uhit ~in the original tank corps which first plowed its way through the Germans in. March, 1916, and he has been a "tank man' ever since, Indeed, the term "tank" is said to have originated with him in the previous December when he visited the factory where the vehicles were being made. While the War Office was try- ing to invent an appropriate name 'for them and inquisitive newspap- er men werg trying to find out their purpose, Captain Attlee had remarked: = "Oh, they're - just So they have been called ever since, November Negatives 'When a new page of the calen«- dar was turned on the first day of the month Ann, a little Eng- lish girl aged three and a half, demanded that one of the grown- ups should read to her the words They happened to be Tom Hood's lugubrious lines on "November": "No warmth, no ~ cheerfulness, no healthful ease," «and so on. - Ann listened patiently to the end: : No leaves, no birds, November! "No"matmalade!" 'Whereupon her brother, with the sophistication of two years! seniority, chanted, "No sweets no chocolates, no. cigar- ~ettes!" - Safe From rom Bombs Britt now has. Than large factories "built {no 'avandoned quarries with YEAR-ROUND R RT STE. ADELE E HAUT RQ. CANADA WINTER HOLIDAY Located hig in the Laurentliany, s lusur. . fous hotel with new a ditlons offers you the maximum in holiday pleasures, Ski school . 2k tows + + flood-! im hills . spacious sune decks and dancing in the Terrace Room. R tricted. Write for bk rates und rescrvatlo [4 I "K ATHLEEN" Adapted By RANDALL M. WHITE From The M.G.M. Picture, "Kathleen, Starring Shirley Temple hte 2° CHAPTER/ONE "The house on the hill." Not sombre or haunted--just a. home of wealth from which a young wife and mother had been grimly reaped, Kathleen Davis was a natural product of such environment-- but a Jittle lady of twelve who had escaped many of the inherent pitfalls, She wasn't "spoiled", Her poise and dignity were not hard "sophistication." Her's was still a child mind, sharpened by training her [father's wealth was able to supply in a purely impersonal way. [Its lack was the vold which only tenderness could fill--a- vold which found expression In long: ing, not sad--only vibrant with fantasies and day dreams. . "Kathleen! Kathleen! Open this door!" It was -Mrs. Farrell, Kathleen's nursemaid-governess, who rattled the knob of her charge's bedroom door when she found it locked al- ter having searched in less obvious places for the youngster, There was less -irascibility In her tone than she had shown on her tour among the household servants--but more than -befitted her position as an expert in child care. = The door was slow to open-- most fell on her face from tho posiiion she had taken to look through the keyhole! "So! Snooping again!" Kathleen observed. contemptuously. "You nasty, mean little girl?! 1 might have hurt myself bad!" was the infuriated governess' answer. "Badlys--not bad. The adverb-- not the adjectives" Miss Davis cor- rected with 'calm superiority. _ It was just more fuel to Mrs. 'Farrell's flaming rage. "I Jemand to "know," 'she shouted, "what It {3 you do every Saturday afternoon --where you go!" "Go ahead and demand--I won't tell you," the youngster replied defiantly. _ "Well, this Saturday you're "in for a big surprise, young lady," the governess raged on "I'm going to keep my eyes glued to this door!" "They'll look awtul silly," Kath- leen observed disinterestedly. * - »®- Mrs. Farrell fairly spluttered. "Either you mend your ways, miss, or I'm going straight to your father," she cried, "I'm going to tell him that after I've devoted years of my life to caring for his motherless child--" "1 wish. you'd stop calling me a 'motherless child," Kathleen in terrupted sharply. "It's true that smother died when 1 was horn-- but since I'm, oh, so terribly sorry, it's scarcely polite for you to keep reminding. me of it." "Well, never mind," went on the enraged woman, "I'm going to your father--and I'm going to tell him all'1 know about 'M.S. and 'Rudi'!" \ "You mean, mean snoop!" she "cried." "You've been reading my diary! 1 never told that to a single soul!" "If you were a nice girl--with L nice clean 'mind--you wouldn't eep a diary," was the servant's viciously unkind retort." = *"You wouldn't HAVE gecret thoughts jatar ta Braud In coat very valuable in use, 'QUICK RELIEF FOR COLDS CHAPPING Ii] si T BITES cuts "AND. BRUISES rand othe i NTHO LATUM COMFORT Daily Gives but when it aid, Mrs. Farrell al-' _Katlileen faved in sudden rage. 80-foot cover of solid. rock and Estero bomb: 'you're ashamed of!" sLerayon scrawls, ~ IN --fisherman -- a "Pagan Passages of this kind were not uncommon between the pathetical ly neglected "poor little rich girl" and the only woman her father had given her to fill 'her life, 'This last evidence of snooping rankled in Kathleen's mind. Sur. reptiously and ingeniously she had fashioned a trap before another hour "frat. passed, When she emerged from her bed. room again Kathitasn dropped quite carélessly on a booR»ell in the upstairs sitting room she. ghared with her governess a little card. board box, It was the kind ot thing any twelve-year-old might have been interested in "building" --just a childish "gadget." A string hung loosely through a slot in the top. The box was covered with _ One sald "Per sonal Private Property of Kath. leen Davis." Another warned "Do Not Pull This String." Still others read: "Do Not Touch!", "Danger! Hands ofr!" * . . Only Kathleen knew that inside the box a couple of crepe paper snappers--party favors--had been glued to tho bottom and the string tied to the ends that had to be pulled to make the snappers "explode!" One of Mrs Farrell's traits was the same kind of persistence and determination which a marauding farm cat displays when he sits for hours in wait for a baby robin to try its feeble wings on its first perilous flight from the nest, True to her threat, Mrs, Farrell exer cised this trait that Saturday af. ternoon, She "glued her eyes" to Kathleen's bedroom door, Mot even her curiosity over the planted box could divert her. } -- 'I'he watcher saw her charge leave her chamber and enter the bathroom, She found the door un- locked when she tried it after what she considered a too-longelapse of time. Kathleen wasn't there--the carelessly closed door of a small laundry ute in the bathroom siesta answer io 'the riddle, From 'the. basement, Kathleen left the house through a window that - ded "onto the lawn near a heavy hedge. Her bicycle was there--not by accident. A few minutes later she dismounted in front of a little, grimy shop on a back street in-the village near her home. Mouths before she had been attracted by its windows crowded with antiques and junky articles waiting to be "swapped." This af- ternoon she entered hurriedly ---- to 'kecp an appointment she had duly entered in" her diary. Max Schorer, tall, spare Vien. nese proprietor of the shop, came from 'a back recom to greet her, "Kathleen! Hello, my friend!" he called out gaily, "I was afraid it was a customer. hy ©? "Rudi, here's Kathleen." he con- tinued ag he ushgred his visitor through; the shop dnd back into his living quarters. Out of the dark came a flash of white -- and a grotesquely trimmed circus poodle " catapulted himself into the little girl's arms! * * * After their custom, Kathleen, "M.S." -- and "Rudi" -- had a pleasant Saturday afternoon tea. More important than the cookies and hot chocolate he provided, was the sympathetic car the kindly Max lent to' his little visitor's fan- tastic conversation. To him sho tried bravely to be everything she wanted to be ---- amd wasn't. - She had both a mother and a father, the latter a poor, hard-working god," «he called him---who idolized both her and her mother and brought them flwoers--as well as fish--each.day. For an unliappy little girl she knew who lived fn a big hoiso "on tie hill," Max joined her in sympath- etlec commiseration. "Sometimes 1 don't see how she stands it," the brave little story teller went on. "That poor little girl --.her mother's dead --- she doesnt even remember lier . and her father's always so-busy." "But, your friend," ventured the sly old man, "doesn't she ever try to make friends with her father?" "Mr. Schoner," Kathleen. declar- ed quite positively, "what can you do with a"man who doesn't know what you're like .even! Why [-- she might be a mere infant the way ho treats' her!" "But, sometimes," Max defended, for grown-ups it's hard to. under- stand: a ¢hild.' It's like they're shy. They got the love all right, but the :wortls for ft-+they ain't got!" Kathleen's host stood fn the déorway as she rode 'away, a sad, quizzical smile on' his lips: as he saw her head 'hack award "the hin" 'Mrs, Farrell 'Was waiting. in the bathroom when Kathleen emerged . to Kathleen i from the laundry chute returning to her room over the Identical youte she bad used in leaving it, Her scolding was interrupted by a telephone call from her employ. er's secretary, Mr, Davis would dine at home that night, Would Mrs. Farrell find it convenlent to have his daughter visit with him, the secretary had been dirécted to inquire. ' +? . LJ . " . ~The governess relayod the news wainly to 'assure er that the time was close at. hand when Mr, Davis would be inform. ed, of 'his daughter's shortcomings, But, strangely, the little girl was delighted, It suited a secret plan she had been cherlshing. In hér bedroom Kathleen worked busily over a scratch pad. Then she poised hor stubby pencil. "To Daddy from Kathleen" was affixed --and erased, "J.D.S, from K.D."" met the same fates Finally "My Heart Crled Out""was written to stay. / Then the little day-dreamer per! formed one of her not infrequent rituals, She propped herself up among the pillows on her luxurious" bed, drew her knees close up infront of her--and opened the lid of a little musie box on a table beside the bed. As its faint, sweet, tinkly tune began she made her hall-clos- ed eyes see visions In fancy Kathleen descended the grand stairease, a deathless mes. sage clutched to her breast, ler father sho loved so dearly and was seeking to win back turned from the fireplace to greet her, "I've been lonely for you, darling," he said tenderly--and she told him she'd heen lonely, too--and read him her poem to prove it, She had lighted his pipe for him and he had sat down to listen, with her on a stool Jat-his feet. "My Heart Cries Out," sho had begun, and then: "I don't ask for the moon above. 1 just ask. for your love, You don't seem to know I'm alive, Yet to win your love [ always strive, You can hear the bivds sing, You can hear the bells ring, So please don't be deal and keep us apart--- Listen to the cry of my heart." The little music box stopped playing. Came a sharp knock on Kath leen's 'bedroom door -- amd the strident voice of Mr Farrell "Your father's downstairs -- don't keep him waiting he said, "And, just for once, do try to bo a nice, polite child." -- It was the time. * Phe dream crashes -- --in the ' next installment. The Shark Yields Val: uable Vitamins Has Now Bccome Source of Revenue, Says the St. Thom: as Times-Journal Until quite vec beon regarded as of denizens of E anathema to fishermen their prese nee scares fish from the fishing ground when the larger gpeties get .c in a met they thresh about much that they seriously damage the gear. LU "they have been ently sharks have moot useie are bheeatse away They sold for tert(lizers. Thanks to ciaemical receaich, however, the sbark now be come zu valuable 1i tere are many species of. the arp tame ily but the welcome lypes are the dog-shark, the souplin, the blue, thrasher and mud shark, ir liv. er 13 discovered to be richer an vitamin A than any other sub- _stance, From the Canadian west coast down to San Icancisco, (ish- ermen are now going out for sharks only, and the aggreg.te value of catches is something like $75,000,000 a year; money which was formerly discarded. Recently, a four-man boat out of San Fran- cisco brought in a $7,000 cate in five days, making over $1,100 for cach man. Tho average is $00 to $1,200 a week [or three men. Oil for Plancs ~The boom is due to a San Fran cisco druggist who begun using ghark's liver to fortify feed for poultry. He found that the liver ot the soupfin shark contained 20 times as mueh vitamin A as the liver of halibut and other fish, It yiolded 100,000. units per gram __compared with 5,000 in tho others. "During this current year the Uni- ted States (lovernment has bought ,| four trillion units. Much of this has been sent to Britain and Rus. sia under tho Leade-Lend Act, The 'rest hus been "fed" to the. Ameri can army, navy and air force. Vita: min A is exceptionally valuable for night flyers, and it is also being given to péople who are near-sighted, It has a remarkable effect on eyesight, ¢ Experiments have also demon: strated that shark's liver produces a remarkable oll for use in strato- sphere planes, the lubricant being unaffected by extreme or rapid changes of temperature, This oil is ¥alvable also in the finest mech: anisms, The British Government is also using it to fortify margarine, , their Canadian Merchant Navy seca- men who brave enemy submar- ines, surface raiders and aircraft in 'order to transport troops and war supplies overseas, will now be entitled to wear the badge pic- tured above, The insignia draws attention to the fact that these men of the merchant fleet are vir- tually part of Canada's fighting force, The government Order in Council authorizing issue of the badge states that it is to be worn by the personnel of ships of Can- adian registry "When on shore leave in civilian attire, in order that recognition may be accorded to the national importance of contribution to the sea transport of troops, munitions and ports to overseas markets." Child Cures Fear Of Hun Air Raids Three-, car-old Janet, who was in a Bristol hospital when it was bombed, cured herself of fear of air raids by talking to her dolls. IFor three weeks after the bomb- ing Janet woke up terrified every time the sirens sounded. At the end of that time she was heard telling her dolls how the bombs fell the night the hospital was hit and how the windows were shattered over them. She told the story night after night and grad- ually her fear of the raids lessen- cd. Now, Janet wakes only when the barrages particularly heavy. "BON-BON" APRON IS NICE GIFT By Annc Adams can iy-cane is this apron, . so named be- lacy ruftles" are like a candy box. Pattern 4931 by Anne Adams makes a lovely, inexpensive gift, and a clever addition to your own ward- robe too. The skirt is gathered into an up-pointed waistband and has no side seams, The bodice is cut in-one with the shoulder straps which "button togethe* in back. The apron ties in back, too, with a ruffie-trimmed sash, Outline the bodice and the big heart pocket with crisp white eye- let ruffles or organdie frills! A powder blue or lemon yellow dim- Sweet as "Bon-Bon" cavse its those on choice. You'll find complete, il- lustrated directions in the Sewing Instructor. Order this now for holiday sewing! Pattern 4931 is available in - sizes small (32-34), medium (36- 38), and large (40-42). Small size-takes 2% yards 3b inch fabric and 8% yards ruffling. "Send twenty cents -(20c) in coins (stamps cannot' be accept- ed) for this Anne Adams pattern to Room 421, 173 Adelaide St. N West, Toronto, Write plainly size, name, address and style number, supplies, and the carriage of ex- ity would be an attractive fabric - Ee 2 NY : "= lounges . table nad every ski-tows and "Hill 60 on the properly , + well marked trails | Cunndlan and Buropean Instructors . « « nu winter nctlvities. & rates--wrlte: Ste. REVEL IN WINTER At this luxurious wg chalet, overnight from 'Toronto and Ontarle, in the fame ous Laurentions . . . 60 rooms with or without private baths , «+ comfortuble . cosy hearths , .. excellent up-to-date comvenlence, 3 +o official ski wehool, - Restricted Clientele, Bkit, Murguerlte Station, 1'Q. No Watch Runs In Perfect Time Even Railroad Time. Pieces Vary From One-Half to One Second Every Day No watch keeps perfect timo, Clarence Woodbury writes fn Am- erican Magazine, Fino American raiload watches will run from one- halt to a full second Tast or slow every day, and ono of the most expensive watches you can buy--- wu little number which retinls for around §5,000-----will bo oft one eighteenth of a sceond overy day. If your watch happens to be- come mugnetized by a dynamo or an X-ray machine, there's a simple way to take out the juice. Expose it to the sumo magnetic field again, and twirl it vound and round, debonuairly, as you retreat from it. The same waten will keep dif- ferent time in winter and summer, indoors and out. In zero tempor ature, the average watch will lose ten seconds in twenty-four hours, and under a blazing sun it will gain ten, When you set your watch, ing the hands backward hurt it a bit, Only in clocks must the hands be forward. "Don't wind it too tight or you'll break the spring!" That old warn: ing is meaninzless today. dhe strongest mam on earth couldn't wind most modern watches" nard enough to break the mainsprings. turn: won't striking moved Manutacturers ive wade them muscleproot, 2 Pliny watches are just as accur- ate as big ones when they've prop: erly adjusted, but they ean seldom take as much pumshment, If you simply must open your watch and let Junior see how the wheels go round, perform the op- eration in an ab-conditioned room. Otherwise, you may have to pay for a vepair job. Intinitesimal par ticles ot dust can clog the works, and it damp air gets into your watch, the moisture will condense later and may ause rust, Rust ruins more witches than all other . causes combined, The lite expectancy pt any good modern wateh is far greater than that of its owner. If jt 1s cleaned and coiled regularly once every two the av time-picce will nick on througn at feast two coniuries > Laie Arrival Club Has Few Viemers years, An. Honor to Beiong to Club Whose Badge is a Fcot With Mctal Wings the ait [t's an honor to helony to Late Arvivalb Club, whicn wis st eid not long ago in the Muddice | You can't a member just by paying a subscription and bemg passed by committee, Betcre you can wear its badeco, a bitte boot with metal Ww 5, you lave not only to belong to one of the Allied air Lorees operthing out there, but you have to Lave com from a machine wich has cither crazhod or had to make a toreed landing. 'Tyere are about lorty members in ne Western Dasert Tho latest of these 1s an Austra. lian pilot ofticer. Having been chased by fom Measersetmitts, butlet-riduled away from a territic he had to fly bis machine so low to get them that be nded with smack, tearing y oft tue under carringe and tie propelier. Uae shock of the bump cataplied the wrecked plane Hun feet up in the alr betore it tmally came to rest. The pilot, constlerabiy the worse for wear, scrambled out to find himsclt thirty miles on the wrong gide of the LibYan-Lgyption fron. tier. With a little food and a bottle of water (most ol which got split "on the way) he set out on hig long trek, walking only at night [od there were German patrols about. After twa and a half days one ol our own patrols pickéd him up, exhausted. He's now back with his squadron. That's a typical "Late Arrival" Lard Was Answer To Shipping Space sulation For Protection of Fresh Foods Chicago packers have put over a fast one on Ilitler by devising "a new insulator for frozen meats, The insulator is itself an export, the old reliable export that has age Cl-jewol, Little tetnined an toot | survived auost handsomely the de- clihe of international trade in Corn 'Belt foodstuffs --- that is, lard. German submarine warfare cub seriously into the available supply of refrigerator ships and refrigers ated space on general cargo boats, Refrigerator ships are costly to Luild, both in time, money and in materials and skilled labor need- ed for arms and munitions, Re- frigernting machinery takes up valuable cargo space. So the packers stepped in to provide a substitute method of shipping fresh foods. As a part of that search, they experimented with all manner of substances to imsulate shipments of frozen food. Frozen lard proved to be the best msulator: Fat-hungry Britain cries for lard, so thus we have not one bird, but a whole flock of traffic trouble birds, killed with one inventive stone, a packaging material that is it a food, War enters the picture of this latest triumph in preservation and transport ot food, But the stim- ulation of war has played a great part in the development of the food industries. The art of cane ning is a Napoleonic war baby, as are beet sugar and cheap soda. Oleomargarine is another food born in barracks. A Boy's Solicitude An Alarican mining engineer just back trom southern Rhodesia, told wbout a thing he had scen in the little village of Guela, A native boy arvived there after a trek of 200 miles across the veldt carrying a loO-pound sack of "mealie," the native food. The boy deposited the sack. on the porch of the British Commissioner, He explained that he had heard that the Germans were tying to starve the English. He thought that the "mealie," if it could be delivered, would keep "the" King and Queen from going hungry for quite a long time.