Facts About Sugar Which You Should Know HE more highly refined a sugar is the better the product. A pound of highly refined sugar is equal to considerably more than the same quantity of raw sugar, because in the former, water and foreign matter have been removed. aes The quality of any sugar depends upon the degree of refinement to which it is subjected, The art of refinement has reached its highest standard in St. Lawrence Sugar. : St. Lawrence represents the finest quality sugar that scientific refining, combined with the choicest raw materials can produce. The idea that any sugar is exposed to dirt, dust or other impurities and is scooped by soiled hands out of a dirty bin is repulsive to the fastidious housekeeper. To avoid this, buy St. Lawrence Sugar in sealed cartons or sealed bags, which, from While the price of lower grade sugars appears cheaper than St. Lawrence Sugar, they are in reality more expensive because a much larger quantity of inferior sugar is required for sweetening. MED. GRAIN the time it is manufactured in the Refinery and until the package or bag is opened by the consumer, never comes in contact with human hands, nor is exposed to the air. It is to your interest to insist upon having St. Lawrence Sugar either in 2 or 5 lb. sealed carton packages or in 10, 20, 25, 50 or 100 Ib. sealed bags, which may be had either in fine, medium or coarse grain, OUNDS NET aco "KY OVARANTE ED. For sale at all good grocers. Na EG NS a3 : et Suse NCE REF} Limitep ees St. Lawrence Sugar Refinery Co. Limited, Montreal. tience. She was too restless to read, or to A Foolish Young Man; work; and the intense quietude of the great house weighed upon her with the weight of a tomb. All day, since she had left Stafford, his words of passionate love had haunted her. They sang in her ears even as she spoke to her father, or Jessie, or the dogs who followed her about with wistful eyes ag if they were asking her what ailed her, Or, the Belle of the Season. and as if they would help her. He loved her! She had said it to her- self a thousand times all through the long afternoon, the dragging evening. He lov- ed her. . It was so strange, so incredible. yy, catcirn Ss CHAPTER XVII.--(Continued). "T saw you both when you stood op- posite each other after the carriage ac- cident," she said, coolly, "I am_ not blind, and I am not particularly stupid. Tt didn't strike me at the time that there had been anything wrong between you, put I have since seen you look at Sir Stephen, and---you have an expressive face sometimes, oh, my father!" He grinned sourly. "You appear to keep your eyes open, Maude. Yes; there was a row between us, and there was a grudge--" --'Which you mean to pay off?" she said, as impaseively as if they were speak- ing of the merest trivialities. "Which I could pay off--gratify, if I liked," he admitted. "How?" she asked. He did not reply, but glanced at her sideways and bit at the cigar which he had stopped to light. "Shall I tell you, if Iwere a man and I wanted revenge upon such a Man as Kir Stephen Orme, what I should do, fa- aaa she asked, in a low voice, and ooking straight before her as if she were meditating. "You can if you like. What would you fo?" he replied, with a touch of sarcastic amusement. She looked round her and over her shoul- der. The windows near them were clos- ed, Stafford, with his cigarette, was too far off to overhear them, "Tf T were a man, rich and powerful as you are, and I owed another a grudge, I would not rest night or day until I had rot him into my power. Whether I meant to exact my revenge or not, I would wait and work, and scheme, and plot, until 1 had him at my meroy, so that I could say: 'See, now, you got the better of me ones, you played me false once, but it ig my turn now.' He should sue for mer- cy, and I would grant it-or refuse it--as it pleased me; but he should feel that he was in my power; that my hand was fin- er than his, my-strength greater!" He shot a glance at her, and his great rugged face grew lined, and stern. "Where did you get those ideas? Why do you talk to me like this?" he muttered, with surprise and some suspicion. "J am not a child,' she said, languid: "ly. "And I have been living with you for ~ gome time now. Sir Stephen Orme is a great man, is surrounded by great and - famous people, while you, with all your "money, are"--she shrugged her shoulders "well, just nobody." - Hie face grew dark, She was playing on him as a musician playa on an instru- ment with which he is completely famil- jar. "What do you mean?" he muttered. - 'yp JT were-a man, in yout place, would have the great Sir Stephen at my feet, te mako or to break as I pleased. I ~ would never rest until I could be able to say: 'You're a great man in the world's eves, but Iam your master; you are my puppet, and you 'have to dance to my music, whether the tune be a dead march or a jig. That is what I should do if IT were a man; but I am only a girl, and it secms to moe nowadays that men have "more of the woman in them than we have." : fle estopped and etared. at her in the moonlieht, a dark frawn on his face, hi3 eyes heavy with doubt and snhspicion. "Look here, my girl," he said, "you are Rhowing up in a new light to-night. You are talking as you mother used to talk. "And you aren't doing it without a pur- pose, What is it? What grudge can you, mere girl who has only known him for couple of days, have against Sir Ste- phen? : ; he sinted. _ ape "Let us say that I am only concerned for my father's wounded pride and hon- 'she said: "Or let us say that I have game of my own to play, and that I ing you to help me while you ur a5 desire; for revenge. | joining. Witt They had only met three or four times ; they had said so little to each other. Why, she could remember almost every word. He loved her, had knelt to her, he had told her so in passionate words, with looks which made her heart tremble, her breath come fast as she recalled them. That is, he wanted her to be his wife, to give herself to him, to be with him al- ways, never to leave him. The strangeness, the suddenness of the thing overwhelmed her so that she could not think of it calmly. He had asked her to think of it, to decide, to give him an answer. Why could she not? She had always, hitherto, known her own mind. If anyone had asked her a question about the estate. about the farm, she had known what to answer, important as the ques- tion might nave been. But now seemed as if her mind were paralysed, as if she could not decide. Was it be- cause she had never thought of love: be- eause she had never dreamt that any- one would love her so much as to want to have her by his side for all his life? As she looked through the window at the moonlight on the lawn, she thought of him; called up the vision of his tall, graceful figure and handsome face--yes; he was handsome, she knew. But she had scarcely given a thought to his face; and only felt that it was good to have him near her, to hear his talk in his deep voice, broken sometimes by short laugh which sounded almost boyish. "Tell me--tell me what your game 1s. Good rracious!"--with .a scowl. "Fancy you having a game: it's--it's ridiculous! "Almost as ridiculous as calling me. a girl and expecting to see me playing with a doll or a hoop," she returned, calmly. "But you needn't reply. I can see you mean to do it, like a good and indulgent father; and some day, perhaps soon, I will, like a good and dutiful daughter, tell you why I wanted you to do it. Is that you, Mr. Orme? Will I come and sing? Oh, yes, if you wish it. Where is the little dog?" she asked, looking up at him with a new expression in her langor- ous eyes, as she glided beside him. "Asleep on my bed," replied Stafford, with a laugh. "My man has turned him off and made him a luxurious couch with cushions three or four times, but he would persist on getting on again, so he'll have to stay. I suppose?" "Aye you always so good-natured?" she asked, in a low voice. "Or do you re- serve all your tenderness of heart for dogs and horses--as Mr. Howard declares?" "Mr. Howard is too often an ass," marked Stafford, with a smile. "You shall choose your song, as a Te ward for your exertions this afternoon," she said, as he led her to the piano. Moet of the men in the crowd waiting eagerly for the exquisite voice would have been moved to the heart's core by her tone and the expression in her usually cold eyes, but Stafford was clothed in the armor of his great love, and only in- clined his head. "Thanks: anything you like,' he said, with the proper amount of gratitude. She shot a glance at him and sank into the music-seat languidly, But a moment afterwards, as if ehe could not help her- self, she was singing a Tuscan love song, with a subdu passion which thrilled even the blase audience clustered round her, It thrilled Stafford; but only with the desire to be near Ida. A desire that became irresistible; and when she had finished he left the room, caught up his hat and overcoet and went out of the house. 'As he did so, Mr. Falconer walked past him into the smoking-room. Mr, Griffen- berg was alone there, seated in a big arm-chair with a cigar as black as a hat and as Jong as a penholder. Falconer wheeled a chair up to him, and, in his blunt fashion, said: "You are in this railway scheme Orme's, Griffenberg?" Mr. Griffenberg nodded, "And you?" "Yes," said Falconer, succinctly. I suppose it's all right; will be able to carry it through?" Griffenberg emitted a thick cloud smoke, "It will try him a bit. It's a question of capital--big capital. I'm helping him: got his. Oriental ehares as cover. A bit awkward for me, for I'm rather pushed just' now--that State Joan, you know." Falconer nodded. "J know. Sce here: I'll take those shares from vou, if you like, and if you'll say nothing about it." Mr. Griffenberg eyed his tugged face keenly. "What for?" he asked. Mr. Falconer smiled. "That's my business," he said. 'The only thing that matters to you is, that by taking the shares off your hands I shall be doing you a service." "That's trae: you shall have 'em," said Mr. Griffenberg; "but I warn you it's a heavy lot." "You shall have a sheque to-morrow," said Mr. Faleoner. "Where did you get that cigar: it takes my fanoy?" Mr. Griffenberg produced his cigar-case with alacrity: he diked Mr. Falconer's way of doing business. At the mom nt Stafford left the Villa, Ida was standing by the window in the CHAPTER XVIII. drawing-room of Heron Hall. On the ta- "Tda!" : - plo beside her lay a book which she had| It was the lover's ery of appeal, the wo down with a gesture of impa-] prayer for love uttered by the heart that mt € re- But then, she had been so lonely, had seen so few men--scarcely any at all---- Suppose wheu she met him next time, she said "No," told him that she could not love him, and he went away, leaving her for ever; would she be sorry? She turned away from the window sud- denly, nearly stumbling over Donald, who was lying at her feet, his nose on his paws. his great eyes fixed sadly and spec- ulatively on her face, and caught up the the page, and she put the book down and went into the hall. Her father was there in the library, voice. the vassionately voice which rang in her ears. "I must go out," she said. "I shall be able to think in the air, shall be able to decide." She caught up a shawl and flung it earelessly over her head, quite uncon- scious that the fleecy, rose-colored wool made an exquisite frame for the girlish loveliness of her face, and opening the door, went slowly down the broken, lich- en-covered steps, the two dogs following at her heels. She drew in the keen but balmy air with a long breath, and looked up at the moon, now a yellow crescent in the starry sky; and something in the beauty of the night, something subtly novel thrilled her with a strange sense of throbbing, puls- ing joy and happiness, underneath which lurked as snbtle a fear and dread, fear and dread of these who stand upon the threshold of the unknown; who, in passing that threshold, enter a world of strange things which they never, more may leave. Love: what was it? Did she feel it? Ohy if she could only tell! What should she say to him when she met him: and when should she meet him? Perhaps he had come to regret hjs avowal to her, had been weariled and disappointed by her coldness and would not come again! At the thought her heart contracted as if at the touch of an icy hand. But the next moment it leapt with a su pleading of "T am Orme of companion's she saw him eoming across the lawn to her, and heard her name, spoken as it had never yet been spoken excepting by him; and she stood, still as a statue, as he held out his hand and, looking into sce i murmured her name- again: "Fda! she , the | Tt had been good to have him near her-- | the ! cating | sense of mystery, of half-fearful pea oe | to her own heart. She put out her hand and he took it and held it in both his. words. was of no use. I want your answer. 'No! you. make you happy. What is your answer? --you promised me you would think?" Ah, but you know I would to myself--but it is so hard know--- Sometimes you may go away, and that I may see you again, my heart sinks, and feel, oh, so wretched." bent his own, almost white with passion only. pale again, her eyes gazed up denly they grew moist, as if with tears er, the maiden confession: "I love you!" He uttered a low, sharp ery, the expres 'sion of his heart's delight, his soul's tri ; umph. "You love me! Ida! know--when?" pressed her cheek against his. breast. "I don't know. ment when you kissed me. ito me suddenly--the ; truth. revealed it to. me. 'it hurts me!" 'gazed up at him-with the wonder of | joy. 'face was against his. | "TI know--dearest,"" 'a whisper. | think. he said, And you? "Yes, I am happy," Tell me, Ida?" him. "It is all so strange--so unreal!" "Not unreal. dearest," he said, as they walked under the trees, her head against was no sound in the house to drown the | his shoulder, his'arm round her waist and | "Tt is real enough, this; love of mine--which will last me till my | | } supporting her. 'death, I know; and yours?' She gazed straight before her dreamily. "There can be no heaven without you, she answered, with a without your love," solemn note in her sweet voice. He pressed her to him. "And you have thought it all out. my very own. "Yes," she said. "I know now, placine all my life in your hands." "God help me to guard it and make i happy!" he said; then he laughed. have no fear! Ida! II feel that I shall. derstand what I mean? i/and make you happy! And you, Ida?" derful eyes. - Ah, I am glad you did it! I might not have known that I thinking that I did not care. It wa 'your kiss that opened my heart to m and showed me--" touched hers. bib 6 ee y turn--of {sé "Ye in return-of your own cord, Ida! me!" a sacrament, she raised her head kissed him on the lips. There fell a silence. them, red Fire of Love. : loves passionately; and it went straight "T have come for your answer," he said in the low yoice that thrills; the voice which says so much more than the mere "TI could not wait--I tried to keep away from you until to-morrow; but it I am here, you see, and Don't tell me it is Trust me, Ida--trust to my love for I will devote my life to trying to Have you thought "JT have thought," she said, at last. "I have thought of nothing elee--I wanted to tell you the truth--to tell you truly as to when I think that not zt He waited for no more, but caught her to him, and as she lay in his arms only slightly struggling, her face upturned, he and kissed her on the lips, and not once The blood rushed to her face, her bosom rose and fell, and, her face grown | into his half fiercely, half appealingly; then sud- her lips quivered, and from them came, as if involuntarily, the words of surrend- | How--how do you She shook her head and sighed, as she It was just now--the mo- Then it came knowledge--the It was as if a flash of light had Oh, yes,-I- love you. I wish--almost I wish that I did not, for-- She pressed her hand 'to her heart and ? . . PS = a i child who is meeting its first experience 'of the strange commingling of pain and He raised her in his arms until her almost in "It is. love--it is always 6o, I | My heart is aching with longing i for you, and yet I am happy--how happy! } : : she-breathed, with a book. But his face came between her and | deep sigh, as she nestled still closer to You ihave realized that you will be my wife-- I know that I am giving you myself, that I am Set: I will make you happy, Do you un- I feel as if I had been set apart, chosen from all the mil- lions of men, to love you and cherish you She "looked up at him with the same far-away, dreamy expression in her won- "Now at this moment I felt that I, too, have been set apart for you; is it because you have just said the same? No, because I felt it when you kissed me just now. If you had not loved you, I might have let you go for ever, He bent over her until his lips nearly ; ac- But once, if you will; but kiss Without @& blush, solemnly as if it ---- an The world around in the soft shimmer of the cres- cent moon, became an enchanted region, the land that never was on earth or sea, the land of love, in which all that dwell therein move in the glamor of the sac- r Stafford broke it at last. It ie the man who cannot be contented with silence; he thirets for hie mistress's voice. - "Dearest, what shall I do? You must tell me," he said, as if he had been think- ing. "I will do whatever you wish, what- ever you think best. I've a strong sus- picion that you're the cleverer of us; that you've got more brains in this sweet lit- the finger of yours than I've got in my clumsy head----" j She laughed softly and looked at the head which he had libelled, the shapely head with its close-cut hair which, sliding her hand up, she touched caressingly. "Shall I come to your father to-morrow, Ida? -I will ride over after breakfast-- before, if you like; if I had my way I'd patrol up and down here all night until it was a decent time to call upon him." She nestled a little closer to him, and her brows came level with sudden grav- ity and doubt. | "My. father! I had not thought of him of what he would say--do. But I know! He--he will be very angry," she said, in a low voice. « 'Will he? Why?" Stafford asked. "Of course I know I'm not worthy of you, Ida; no living man is!' "Not worthy!" She smiled at him with the woman's worship already dawning in her deep grey eyes. "It is I who am not worthy, Why, think! I am only an inexperienced girl --living the life of a farmer's daughter. We are very poor--oh, you do not know how poor! We are almost as poor as the smallest 'tenant, though we live in this big house, and are still regarded as great people--the Herons of Herondale.'"' "That's one of the things I have been thinking of," said Stafford. 'What love- ly hair you have, Ida! It is not often that dark hair is so soft, is it?' He bent down and drew a loek, which his caresses had released, across her lips, and kissed her through it. (To be continued.) With Eggplant. To Prepare Eggplant.--It goes without saying'that an eggplant should be fresh and sound, without spots. You can tell whether it is fresh or not by the green cup around the stem end. If this is blackened, the vegetable is not fresh The other end also will be wrinkled an dull, whereas a fine eggplant is smooth and plump and _ shining. Wash the skin as one would a to- mato, and then pare and cut up. It is usually sliced, but sometimes cut into dice or julienne strips, It turns dark quickly, so it should be cooked immediately. One can have ready a savory dish of eggplant in fifteen minutes. Perhaps the rea- son that the fried eggplant one gets at some eating places is bitter is because it stands after being cut up. When it is to be stuffed, the skin is left on. It is then either parboil- ed whole or cut in half and cooked, the skin loosened around the edges. It may then be fried in deep fat, the cut side down. It may also be stuffed and baked. Baked Eggplant.--Baked egg- plant commonly means one elabor- ately seasoned; but this is not nec- essary. Wash and put into the oven to bake in the same way you would a potato. A small one will require about thirty minutes to bake, and is done when a fork shows it is soft all through. Take off the skin, mash and put into the frying pan with plenty of butter over a hot fire, and stir until the water has »|evaporated. This tastes and looks somewhat like the chop sueys with- out crisp vegetables, and like all eggplant, should be served hot. It needs little seasoning, but when a bit of onion is fried with it the re- semblance to chop suey is not les- sened. A cook from India, in describing baked eggplant, says: '"'A person does not know the real flavor of eggplant until he has eaten it bak- ed." He gives this method as an alternative of boiling, but prefers this, as it preserves all the delicate flavor of the vegetable. He says also it may be used as the founda- tion of a number of dishes, such >| things as eggplant croquettes, as well as eggplant stuffing for fowl, being mixed with bread crumbs and egg and seasoned with salt and ,|pepper. This pulp also is used for eggplant souffle and omelet. Grilled or Boiled Eggplant.-- Thin slices of this vegetable may "| be rubbed with butter or oil and broiled, but this makes them a little too dry on the surface. They may, however, be served with a tomato salce. Fried in the Pan.--The easiest and quickest way to prepare the egg- plant is to fry or saute it in a pan with a little butter or oil. Cut the eggplant into one-third inch slices, season with salt and pepper which has been mixed together, and then fry in a little oil or butter until soft. It also may be rolled in flour and fried in this way, or even dip- ped in egg and crumbs. Seasoned with salt and pepper only, and then fried with tomatoes which are serv- ed on the slice of eggplant it is good or it is good enough quite by itself and looks much like a small buckwheat cake. Escaloped Eggplant.--The egg- plant is combined with tomato in slices and baked in eycalop, with oil instead of milk, and with other ad- ditions to taste or the cooked pulp finely broken is combined with grat- ed bread crumbs, well seasoned with a little bit of cream and finally a well-beaten egg. It must only be heated through in the oven and not dried. No matter how eggplant is cooked is must not be too dry, al- though we cook it to dry it some- what. : Stuffed Eggplant.--This is a great subject by itself. be boiled whole or baked, one end cut off the pulp scooped out, leay- ing a little layer to support the ! t The eggplant may . an careful laundering. ' Tf you mix plaster of paris with vinegar, instead of water, it will be like putty and will harden slowly. The cloudy look on a piano can be removed by a cloth dipped in soap and water wrung very dry. Whitewash made of white lime and water only is the best known agency for keeping the air of the cellar sweet and wholesome. Good crackers to serve with salad are Inade with a half-inch cube of cheese set in the centre of 'each cracker, which then is browned in the oven. When cooking asparagus in bro- ken pieces, it is a good idea to add the tender tips after the tougher pieces have begun to come tender. _ With salmon, cut big cucumbers into three-inch lengths and scoop out the centre." Mix minced canned salmon with mayonnaise dressing and pile it into the cucumber boats. Chemists say it takes more than twice as much sugar to sweeten pre- serves, sauce, etc., if put in when they begin to cook, as it does to sweeten after the food is cooked. _ Just as a small scoop or tin cup is handy in the flour can, so a tea- spoon is handy, kept in the tea box or soda jar. Buy cheap tin spoons and bend back the handles so that they will readily slip into the jar or box. Hawve all dishes for the refrigera- tor of white enamelled ware of var- ious shapes and sizes and keep them just for holding left-overs. There will be no broken china if thip plan is followed. _ When canning peaches, pour boil- ing water over them and the skins will slip off easily, leaving the fruit smooth and perfect. This method can also be used with tomatoes. Flies can be driven out of the house by making the rooms very dark, excepting one crack of light leading into the out-of-doors. The flies will be attracted to the light and crawl out. The ivory handles of table knives can be made like new in this way: Remove the stains with'lemon juice and salt, wipe with a damp cloth and polish with a soft cloth and putty powder. To clean furniture thoroughly and produce a fine lustre, wring a cloth out in a pail of water in which a teaspoonful of coal oil has been mixed. Wipe the furniture with the cloth wrung very dry. Use neatsfoot oil to clean leather by adding an equal quantity of bees- wax and melt over hot water with twice the quantity of turpentine. Apply soft, but not liquid, putting on enough to be absorbed. In stitching seams cut on the bias always begin at the widest end. Keep the garment as flat as possi- ble, and do not let it fall over the edge of the table. This prevents dragging. Also use as small a stitch as the thickness of the material will allow. Pewter must be kept bright. One way to do it, it to wash, then dry it, rub on a little sweet oil, then with a dry flannel rub on whiting and pol- ish with chamois skin. If the article is very dirty it may be necessary to clean them with hot lye or wood ashes and fine sand. When insect bites occur the imme- diate application of a little ammon- ia often prevents swelling and in- flammation. It is a good plan to keep a bottle of oil of eucalyptus, because mosquitoes have a decided aversion to the smell, and will promptly leave for other fields if a little of the oil is sprinkled about where they congregate, or a few drops be put on the pillow case at bedtime. buying, mending and 4 Penny gis ud ET PF Oy SUSOTe Cy i es LSS oe MosT PERFECT MADE THE INCREASED NUTRITI- OUS VALUE OF BREAD MADE IN THE HOME WITH ROYAL YEAST CAKES SHOULD BE SUFFICIENT INCENTIVE TO THE CAREFUL HOUSEWIFE TO GIVE THIS IMPORTANT FOOD ITEM THE ATTENTION TO WHICH IT IS JUSTLY EN- TITLED. HOME BREAD BAKING RE- DUCES THE HIGH COST OF LIVING BY LESSENING THE AMOUNT OF EXPENSIVE MEATS REQUIRED TO suUP- PLY THE NECESSARY NOUR- ISHMENT TO THE BODY. E. W. GILLETT Co. LTD, TORONTO, ONT, Thibprtg.s alae. MONTREA ) The Lyons (France) Suffrage union has 1,200 members. Women act as factory inspectors in British Columbia. England has about convicts each year. A Chester (Pa.) tobacconist bas over 8,500 woman customers. England has a college where women are taught bee-keeping. Women will be allowed to compete in the next Olympic games. Hngland has two woman preachers who occupy pulpits regularly. Women and men are educated to- gether in school and college in Nor- way. Women are much braver than men, haccording to the Reverend R. H, Mor- ris of Philadelphia, Most of the women employed in the New York department stores receive $9 per week. A Paterson (N.J.) woman paid $125 for a coffin to bury the body of her pet dog. Havana has a newspaper which is run entirely by women and prints gen- eral news as well as that of special interest to women. Princess Josephine von Lobkowitz won the chief woman's prize in the society fencing tournament held at Prague. Each of the several hundred gradu- ates of the Philadelphia Normal school for girls has been found to be "ag near: ly perfect as possible."* Mrs. Rebecca Clark of 'Wood Greer, Eng., is believed to be the king's olde est subject, having just celebrated hep 110th birthday. Women can talk more than men with less fatigue because their throats ate smaller and they tax the lungs and v6- cal cords less. Dr. Annie Hubert has been appoint- ed resident physician in the work- house on Blackwell's island, N.Y., at a yearly salary of $1,800. Baroness Worporgo, one of the smartest women in Vienna society, was one of the first among the Aus- trian aristocrats to take up aviation. The Reverend Emma WB. Bailey is the only woman minister in the Uni- versalist church in Pennsylvania. She has been engaged in pastoral work for 35 years. Cooks, nurses, maids and other do- mestic servants in Pennsylvania will work only eight hours a day if the bill advocated by the industrial commis- sion becomes a law. In Norway women are allowed to sit in parliament, but not to become members of the government. The government of Denmark contri- butes a regular sum annually to the Domestic Workers' Union. For personal use the average Wo- man smoker orders 100 cigarettes at 'a time and consumes ten a day. Queen Wilhelmina rersonally inves- tigated the living conditions of the workmen in Amsterdam. Just to please her husband, Mme. Poincare, wife of the president of France, spends $20,000 a year on dress. Female policewomen in Denmark re- ceive $300 a year more than men when they first enter the service. The London educational committee has leased four apartment flats for use in instructing workingmen's wives in housewifery. Queen Mary is now a colonel in the British army, having been made colo- nel-in-chief of the Eighteenth Hussars. Queen Alexandra and two princesses have also been given corresponding ranks in other regiments. 35,000 women SARIN | ear temo 5 First Catch Your Victim. The Old 'Un--Pluck, my boy, pluck ; first and last; that is the one essential to success In business. The Young 'Un--Oh, of course, I quite understand that. The trouble is finding some one to pluck. Dividing the Blame. Frank--If you hadn't been so long dressing we shouldn't have missed the boat. Mrs. Frank--And if you hadn't hurried me so we shouldn't have so long to wait for the next. Quict Desired. Wifie--Do you love me still, dear ? Hubby--When I'm trying to read the paper I do. After a girl has smiled at every man in town and finally snared a boob into an engagement, she be- lieves that there should be a law making flirting a felony. "Doesn't it give you a terrible feeling when you run over a man?' they asked him. '"'Well, if he's a large man," replied the automo- bilist, "'it does give one a pretty rough jolt." does make the bread and butter thin skin, then the pulp mixed with bread crumbs, seasonings chopped | meat, etc., and put back into the | oven for fifteen or twenty minutes. | It is often cut in half lengthwise, cooked, the pulp scooped out, pre- pared, and put back, then baked. ----_ Household Hints. A hinged shelf is a great comfort to the housekeeper in the kitchen. Turpentine will be found very good for cleaning an enamel or por- celain tub. i} 6 taste good !" T is when you spread it out on bread or pancakes, fruit or porridge, that you notice most the sweetness and perfect purity of REDPATH Extra Granulated Sugar. Buy it in the 2 and 5-lb. Sealed Cartons, or in the 10, 20, 50 or 100-Ib. Cloth Bags, and you'll get the genuine , absolutely~ @ clean, jus as it left the refinery. 83 | CANADA SUGAR REFINING CO., LIMITED, MONTREAL. The points of economy in clothing : Fe ade mney So ANT? oo *