. "DRESSING FOR EASTER--INSIDE of her words, "to talk about being loyal to your church when it's Easter, and you have the prettiest frock in town, with everything to match." There was a moment of uncom- fortable silence. Then Beth arose. "Good-night," she said stiffly, and marched, with hurt dignity, down the stairs. "Behold the Lord is risen!"--she hummed the line, and stopped. The music seemed to have left her soul, "I don't see what's got into mother," she complained petulantly. "Going to bed with the birds, and i Beth Dillon was singing softly as she bent over the billowing waves of ribbon and silk, and lace: ~"Behold, the Lord is risen, Send wide the glad refrain; For He has burst asunder . The bonds of death and pain." Clearly and sweetly her voice grew in volume until it floated out into the night, a silvery thread of melody: "Throw-wide the portals of your soul, And let the Saviour in; The Saviour, who has conquered The grave ,and death, and sin." "4 | bargain!" and turning in at the gate Her mother came wearily me the) rather abruptly, without raising her sais and paused by the 2pen door jaye,ehe ran Blump Into her father' way. § side. 4 arms, you tried it on, dearie?" she inquired, : ance He laughed. "Quite an armful," said cease, at am: Vie Sand he, looking down into her face. Then: "Dreaming of. the new dress, I sup- " "Yts'm--to the last dot." She eae pose? ed happily. It's 'the oe a a She nodded. "You'll be proud of a dress I ever saw. queen to-morrow. I had no idea you! ™® father, when you s&s I have on could. coax it out of father. How'd| the prettiest frock in town. you manage?" Then, not waiting for} "Maybe." His tone was brusque. an answer, "I knew, soon's I saw it in, "It takes quite a deal, though, my Carlton's the other day, it would fit to 'lass, to make a father really proud of a tee." is girl." Lifting the billowy mass she shook! Something in his tone brought a vout. "Isn't it sweet?" she asked / quick lump into Beth's throat: "And ecstatically. | you're not thinking you'll be proud of Mrs. Dillon looked critically at the) Yours?" she faltered. dainty frock. "It is pretty, that's a The e of father and daughter fact," she agreed. "I'm downright | met. questioning--hurt;_ his, glad you have it. You'll be young) quiet, and grave. | only once, and Easter's the time for he replied. "I suppose, as your | daintiness and purity, if, ever any, mother says, you're young, and it's | time is." | Easter, and all the other girls are | Beth returned to her former query. | having something pretty nice. But) "How'd you manage?" she repeated. | YOUr mother's been saving that money | "Was father very obdurate?" quite a spell for a new dress and hat. | 'A dh ther hesitated «rpg | She Was trying to patch her 6ld one) oh BECONG AEE DOLE? BeSICALed, up this afternoon when the baby got! tell the truth," she confessed at hold of the i a 'i "ines , . i ink bottle and emptied it length, "I only asked him for ten dol- into her lap. She's worn that dress lars. The rest was some I had. lz . : "T see." Th girlish voice was a/| wd ra ee Porn " et : ; e sh voic . | freat loss. ut it's the only thin trifle indifferent. After all, what |she has, so I don't see at she'll ea did it matter how she got it so long a8 to stay home until I can squeeze out tg nant 8 hers en Then the tele-| money for another. I'm thinking I'll phone rang. "I'}] Ro," sre chimed, and stay with her." Opening the gate, he danced down the stairs. ; ;moved briskly down the street. | Over the wire came a neighbor's | Draggingly Beth went up the walk voice. I wish you'd ask your moth- | to the house. At the steps she turnned. songs cake nto he ie moron, | a HAH, he pled er con t Be ' i . ,, bi u and bring it along to church. I want ° egg o> iar ae, commbars i , | foes," she observed morosely, "one to get it bright and early Monday) wouldn't mind Her winter dress." | - morning." Once inside she went straigh 'i . Pa es ght to PP gn right, responded Beth. "I'll her room and, lifting the dainty frock er. : once more; shook it out, passing her hands caressingly over_its soft folds. | "It's mine," she said slowly; "mine!" Hanging up the receiver, she ran up-stairs and, entering her mother's room, found her beginning to undress. She delivered her message. Dillon slipped: into her bath- the "Throw wide the portals of your soul, And let the Saviour in--" Raekwon "I'm not going to Mechanically the words flitted "Why, Mother Dillon!" Beth's eyes phe od per er gnc sakd' were wide; her face showed incredul- wee Pt og ole nig aaa ous bewilderment. "You always go! it? tay ch h." , | nd to-morrow's going to be grand-- ; Aaa myc ply . ; | the best music and the best decora- ery softly her mother's words ap- tions we've ever had!" peared to float back to her: "It's God ' "JT know," quietly. "Nevertheless, the church stands for, you know." - | I afn going to stay home and put in a Crossing to the window, she stood day of rest." i ooking into the peaceful April sky. | The pretty brows of the girl stand- Little billows of cloud were piled here ing by the door were drawn into a! 4" there. As she watched, the moon sailed slowly out of sight be- little frown. "Mamsie," she an-| yi 4 h j nounced, pointing an accusing finger |!" . a t he he moment later, in her mother's direction, "you've al-|@™¢T&ed on the other side. | And to ways taught me it meant a lot to be the watching girl the word GOD seem- loyal to one's church." jed blazoned in gleaming letters over "Yes, daughter." Her mother's |5*¥, and moon, and cloud. '| voice was patiently sweet; her eyes | Turning slowly, she frossed to her had a far away, wistful light that did; Closet and, taking down the simple not escape the sharp young eyes of | brown she had worn all winter, car- going to church in the 'holy place call- 'pictings kneeling, head on holded arms, ed life,' which one can always find in | beside it.) "God! she whispered. her own heart and home," and, gently | putting her on one side, Mrs. Dillon} went down the stairs. Beth returned to her room. "T) wonder," she mused, "just what moth- | ; er meant by all that!" Then, for-| Clear and sweet the words echoed getting lesser things, she returned to #nd re-echoed through the house as, the insp@tion of the new gown. Aj;With shining -eyes, she folded the moment later she was hurrying acrosg dainty gown and packed it in its box, the street. "I'll just run in," she| As she tied it she heard her father's exulted, "and tell Gladys I have it..; step in the hall below, and flying Pushing back the door of the oppo-| down, box in hand, ran, for the sec- site house she stepped into the hall,|ond_ time, plump into his arms.| "Gladys!" she trilled. "Gladys!" "Fa cried she breathlessly, | "That you, Beth? Come on up." "somehow this dress doesn't seem to A girl's head appeared over the up- fit. That is, not on the inside. Won't per stair rail, and Beth bounded up: you come with me and take it back? the stairs. Seizing her chum about! And father'--how clear her voice, the waist, she gave her a hug. "I've how glad, and sweet, and steady her got the dearest gown!" she cried. | eye--"Fve been looking over my Girl-fashion, she gave a little spin' brown. It will do perfectly well. Do. and dropped dizzily a laughing, rosy | you suppose we could pick out some- heap, in the centre of the room. "Oh,| thing mother'd like? She's gone to Gladys! it's a "perfect dear! What'd) bed." | you decide on?" "I know what she selected," came A slow, dull red crept into Gladys'|the quiet answer. But on her} cheeks "I don't believe," she said 'father's face shone a sudden light. "I slowly, "I'll go. Father says he can't} was with her when she tried it on. afford an unnecessary dollar, times} You see, we were planning on a rath-! are so hard with him just now. er simple one for you. We'll get can't wear my old suit, whén everyone | that, too, if you like, so you'll both be else will be having something new] decked out new." . and sweet, so I'm just going to stay} Beth shook her head. home." she said brightly, "I'll Dismay and quick sympathy touched | brown." Beth's face. "Oh, but," she wailed,| Crossing to the telephone, she gave "whatever'll we do? a number, and a second later her voice voice, Gladys. went over the wire. 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"The soft, clear notes of cathedral chimes mingle sweetly on the crisp morning air with the deep-toned bells of far-away spires. \ b In crowded city, in secluded hamlet, self discipline, sacrifice and sufferin sleep-surfeit eyes open upon a world] that have entered as indispensabl) that has been touched as if by some elements into the development of lifi magic wand. The ceaseless patter have no other purpose than furnish- if innumerable feet, expressive of, the buoyant hearts they bear, sounds | m strange contrast with the slow, | weary tread of bygone days. From) our hearts, as if touched. by some| mystic charm; rises a matin song! Easter Day is here! The fast is| broken! The passion has ended in| praise! The memory of Gethsemene and Calvary are forgotten in the vision of an open tomb. Dumfound- ed, yet gladly credulous, we listen to the story of the first Easter evangel: --"He is not here, but is risen!" Easter Day is the day of the empty tomb; it proclaims the victory of right over wrong, of truth over falsehood, of justice over injustice. * ' hewn tomb shall forever smother and mock the principles w n this day Heaven has honored! Easter Day proclaims the assurancp of the eternal reality of the spiritual, "If Christ be not risen from the dead:" If death is the end of the road; if the But they have; they make character, and character is the dress of the soul, and the soul is the immortal life from God. A Glorious Immortality "Easter Day," some one said, "is something more then a mere festival of immoftality. If it were not, if it contained' nothing more thin promise of life's continuance after death, then there are thousands that are not interested in it." Easter Day proclaims no' on! mortality, but a glorious immort : not only a life of endiess years, but: endless years fraucht with cndless | growth, endless good, endless joy. - . ' 4. Easter Day assures us of the final Victory Over Wrong 'perfection of life 'hrough the risen If ever the principles for which Christ, "the first fruits of them that man suffered were worthy of vindica- are asleep." tion, surely the principles for which A little lad, tired and worn at the Jesus suffered and died were worthy close of the day, after a long: strug- of that vindication. If Jesus Christ gle with the sol': 1 of a problem, had gone down to permanent, ignom- cried himself to siccp. While he slept inious defeat, then were there little the father with rapid strokes of the hope for the noblest principles for pen rewrote the problem, with its cor- which men's lives are spent. That rect solution, on a clean tablet, Opening Jesus rose from the tomb speaks in. his eyes, a look of gladness brighten- no uncertain terms of the victory of ed the little fellow's face as he saw right over wrong, of justice over in-/the neatly worked out problem in justice. Easter Day brings timely the place of the dirty, tear stained reassurance to the champions of paper over which he had fallen to justice and right. However long sleep. the conflict, however discouraging the) Easter Day contains the promise odds, the principles of right, of truth' for us of the Master's perfect life, to and of justice must ultimately rise' which we shall awaken after we have glorious from the dust into which! closed our eyes tothe human, im- they have been trodden. No bastion, perfect, tear stained product of our y im ality || that gathers the young to its untime- FOR GREATER Making Two Blades Grow W GUNNS edge of sarcasm biting along the edge Rising, she joined her father at the! UmITEo. SET aria SRR Rsiep ee he #5 Hg ORC OS °3e. id PRODUCTION i ~ - Le he raters Aes os "ee g here Only Une Grew Betore SHUR-GAIN FERTILIZERS WEST TORONTO walls, no armament of steel, no mur-| own endeavors.--Rev. Stillman R. : ie derous curtain of fire, not even a rock' Leiss. Eastertide, 1918. |have emulated the sacrifice whereof For pagan or Christian the great | at this time Christians celebrate the spring festival stands for confidence S!0ry. Not them shall we see come in life in spite of death. It brings, b@ck to earth, but we shall see a anew the eternal message annually Tesurrected world, and it will be reiterated. It says that:-- | theirs. --E.S.M. is Easter Eggs. The "new clothes for Easter" cus- tom is based upon a centuries-old superstition that if new clothes were not worn then, for that year good- fortune would depart. "At Easter let your clothes be new, Or else be sure you will it rue." But that was not written in war-time. her Easter belief, of which the Food Controller might --manhood is the one immortal thing | Beneath Time's changeful sky-- | That length of days is knowing when | to die. | | Without confidence in that principle, 'how can people get along' with war ly reaping; with this war especially, all.the ages with a piti- less voracity that shows, as yet, no take ndte, | It must go hard that if | sign of satiation? anyone would dbetaie from | indeed with anyone who does not feel ' meat on Easter Sunday they would be 'that life is something to be spent; not free of fever for a year. 'Another hoarded, but given in purchase when belief was that by eating radishes as the treasure that is, worth the price, the first food on Easter Day the quar- of it comes to market. tan ague would be kept away for a In a day that cannot now be very) year. . ; | far distant, this heroic period we live | The Easter holiday is ecclesiastical 'in will reach its' further limit, and in origin and very ancient. Rejoic- there will be peace again. But what. ings and festivities were held in every | kind of a world will follow, and who' parish. Even archbishops and bishops , will make it, the living or the dead? | relaxed their dignity and played ' Be sure the dead who have died for , handball with the inferior clergy. it will make it in great measure for a} The moon settles the date of Easter, |generation to come. The coming the rule being that it shall be the first | world will come pledged to them;| Sunday after the full moon, which | pledged to be worth the price they; happens upon or next after March | paid to save it, pledged to realize | 21st. And if the full moon happens | their costly hopes for it. It cannot jon a Sunday, Easter is to be the Sun- | be the world it was. They have paid/ day after. : to-change it, and change it must. Peo- Easter eggs are not Christian in | ple who reckon that the future will be! origin, having been used religiously | another instalment of the past reckon| by pagans before Christianity. The | without the dead who have died to! symbolism of the Easter egg is that, | make it different. as it holds the germ of a future life, | Human life is receiving an enormous; it is an emblem of resurrection and | new consecration. Not in the time of | immortality. | anyone alive four years ago will this | world be again what it was then. The 'living are trying, and with mighty efforts, to shape its course, but every ; day and week and month they deal |; more and more with a world held in |mortmain, that proceeds not as they ewill, but as the dead decree. | The world that is coming will be- SS, It. is always Easter on God's side of the grave. ristian religion is pitched on an ding scale. It begins with an emancipation, and it ends with an ascension. The path of the just shines more and more to the perfect day: the day that is refulgent with the seen door, and as they went down the walk she hummed softly once more-- "Throw wide the portals of your soul," and her father's voice, rich and full, took up the tune-- "And let the Saviou:s in-- The Saviour, who has conquered The grave, and death,sand sin." Just as of Old. He stood on the beach at the break of ay, And He beckoned-to toiling men; Famished and spent, they heard Him! say, In the old kind voice, in the kind old way, (That voice ta be heard again!) "Boys, have ye aught to eat?" " "Tig He!" Cried the weary fishers of Galilee. To-day and forever the One who cared! Still, as of old, the same; Questioning kindly how they fared (Though their souls to His loving gaze were bared), Calling them each by name. Dead? Their Master? The Crucified? Nay!:- though a thousand deaths He ed! ea Roast fowl bones make excellent soup, The Palm Tree's Song. With eager hands they broke my oughs, And o'er his em, Crying, "Hosanna! Dayid's Son Rideth to thee, Jerusalem!" pat ray scattered Under the feet of his lowly ass, Gray with the dust of Palestine, Did I not serve the Master then, Even as olive and fruitful vine? The grape's blood filled the holy cup Wherewith his covenant was made; The pitying olives sheltered Him In the dark garden where He pray- ed. My _ branches, bruised underfoot, Where eager hands had scattered em, Made green the stony way He fared In triumph to Jerusalem. eect pcos Must Have Help. Sir William Goode, Secretary of {the British Ministry of Food, says: '"Pew people have yet grasped the fundamental fact that Great Britain 'still relies on the United States and | Canada for sixty-five per cent. of her lessential foodstuffs. Unless we can get this foor, or nearly all of it, we | shall peter out." |long to those who paid the price of 'id }it. This is their Easter; theirs who| presence of the Son of Righteousness, | * '4 fess \ Pin pAns PAtnnannro> SAnS BAAS AREDA NAAR ARS AA AAAI "The day breaketh; the merning cometh; the shadows flee away." ing thought for beautiful epitaphs-- » the - aoitbet