'oung M of the Season. 4 : her. giggle: rd me wepeark of George Bowler?" Ida dooked doubtful: Isabel had men- tioned so many men, generally by their Christian names, who Were supposed to be smitten by her, that Ida, often listen- dng .wbsently enough to the, foolish girl's confidences, not seldom "got mixed." -) Yda felt an almost irresistible d | full of a grot ~ -- ate c laugh: she had been tired when eh she came in, Mr, George Powler's attentions had" made her still more weary, and the sight of the two women seated bolt 'upright and evident"y boiling over with anger, "was. yher hysterically. She managed to stifle f 'fhe laugh, and looked at them patiently | and calmly as she stood by the mantel- piece with one arm resting on the shelf. The uneonsci us ease and grace of Her ; attitude ineressed Mrs. Heron's irrita- | jue. humor which affected ; i a: - |e | for cake, se powder ; ton®: O | ce, beating s atil a and SP) allowed-to stand fif-| we ; eee Sas uae ; Sees | Try using a brick for an ironing than Ww n the stand is used. iby any chance, a room is filled }| at once and wave a towel wet in vinegar and hot water around the the moisture from settling and mak- ing the pudding soggy. | stand, and you will find that the | \| irons will, retain their heat much | smoke, open all the windows placing the lid on. This prevents | AN x NN AN LR \ | oie Baling: the agic Ba best, purest -- enae ane NEN XA SS |teen minutes™before rolled and 'the board and rolling pin are _ well |floured they can be handled much softer than would be imagined and GERMAN SAVANTS AS WAR CRITICS. OO ee ee a aba cr and her eve3 | Mijoreucncrai su Charis Pergu- "Oh, I am not: blind," che said. "Ive ; son, Bart., See who is commander of the Fifth Di- "The one who went to coe Australia," Isabel went on, with an affectation of coy shyners. '"We used to see a great deal of him--at least he used to call 'before he 'went away; and though there really was \ peen quite aware of your condret for some time past; but I have _ refrained Ry = who ¢ame to Laburnum Villa, a nothing serious between us, of course---- But one doesn't like to epeak of these things, even to one's bosom friend. But he's downstairs just now, I just had time _ to run up, and he actually almost saw me on the staiis! Yes, this one will do: you » always have such good shaped collars, and et you have always lived in the coun- try! 4 must be quick and hurry down: men do so hate to be kept waiting, don't they? You'll come down presently, won't you, fda? I'm sure you'll like him: he's so steady: and it's a very good business. Of course, as I said, nothing definite has} protect her own at any cost " etween us, but : ne iggied and simpered significantly; and Ida, ttying.to force herself to take geome interest, fastened the collar for Isabel, and gently and with much tact -persuaded that inartistic young lady to discard a huge crimson bow which she had stuck on her dress with disastrous re- sults. _When, some little time after, Ida went down to the drawing-room, she found that the visitor was like most of those : very worthy person, no doubt, but uninterest- ing and commonplace. This Mr. Georg Powler was a heavy thick-set man, ap-} proaching middle age, with the air of a prosperous merchant, and with a some- what shy and awkward manner; it seem- ed to Ida that he looked rather bored as he sat on one of the etiff, uncomfortable 'chairs, with the mother and daughter "engaging him in conversation," as they would have called it. His shyness and awkwardness were intensified by the en- from speaking to you because, 2s I say, you are under my roof and I did not wish io hurt your feelings--though I am sure i you have had very little regard for ours. |i have been greatly deceived in you, Ida. |I thought when you came that you | a quiet, wellconducted young woman, and , 'Y eould searcely believe my eyes when I first saw that I was mistaken, and that 'your quietness was only elyness. I-sup- | pose you didn't think I saw that you were 'trying to entrap*my poor boy; but a mo- | ther's eyes are shanp, anda mother will Oh, you needn't try to stare me out of counten- ' ance, or to put on that surprised and in- *nocent look. You may have been able to deceive me once, but you can't now. Tve been watching you, and I've seen with my lown eyes your carryings on." 'Mrs. Heron----" began Ida, ¥ jjy; 'but Mrs. Heron 'tore on with | less vehemence. Rates \ "I suppose you only did it for your / amusement;-I don't suppose you thought 'there would be any good in it, that his | father or I would allow Joseph to make such a fool of himself as to throw himeelf away upon a girl without any means; but | it's all the more shameful. You succeed- |ed very well; you've turned the poor boy's head and made him miserable. It's to be | hoped that it will stop there, and that 'he won't be driven to drink or desperate courses, as some young Men are. ; course you'll say that you never meant anything of the Kind. I'm quite prepat- ed for that--you can be plausible enough very quiet- ibreath- were j vision of the Expeditionary Force. "Stuff an' 'umbug," he hiccoughed, as he struggled feebly with them, and cast enamoured and would-be. reacsuring glances at Ida's white and stern face, 'She's a shplendid girl; she's a good girl; finest gal I know; and she an' me under- shtand one another; twin shotls. We've -kep' our secret fiom you, mother, but the time has come--the time hag come to re- veal the truth. I love Ida. It'sh no good your frowning at me like that; I shay 3 love Ida." i ; CHAPTER XXXV. At this point John Heron's ring and knock were heard at the door; with a cry of terrér, the "unfortunate mother suc- ceeded in dragging the feebly struggling Joseph out of the room with Isabel's as- sistance, hustled and pushed him up the etairs before his father was let in. After a time Mrs. Heron came down again, and Ida heard her and her husband talking together--you couldn't whisper in_ one room of Laburnum Villa without being heard in another one--and presently the drawing-room door opened and John He- ron entered; Ida had waited, for she had expected him. He was red and swollen with pomposity and resentment, though he assumed a "more-in-sorrow-than-in-anger" air, and threw a deeply grieved tone into his harsh, raucous voice. a 'better cooky will result. cupful milk, oven. night. Jumbles.--One cupful butter, two one-half teaspoonful vanilla, fiour to roll. Sift sugar over top'and bake in a moderate Parker House Rolls.--Grate two large potatoes, add one tablespoon 'sugar, one teaspoon salt and one and one-half pints 'boiling water. 'Stir until smooth like starch. Soak 'one yeast cake in a half cup of luke- warm water. When dissolved, add | to-potate mixture after it is cool.q Let this stand one day, and one In the morning take . one pint of this mixture, add one pint of lukewarm water, two large table- spoons of lard melted, two tea- spoons of salt, one-half cup of su gar and flour to make a soft dough. Let this rise about three hours, or until three times its bulk. Let rise again until 'sulk is trebled. Work down again, then knead on board, By Chas. M. Bice, Denver, Colo. Recently, there has appeared in the U.S. a carefully prepared pub- lication, signed by Germany's well- known scientists and professors in her leading colleges, presenting Germany's reasons for going ito war, and intended to counteract the prevailing belief here, that the Kaiser is alone responsible. ' This pedagogic effort of the self- styled savants of Germany has been met by a British aggregation of men equally noted and learned, and far more calm and deliberate, who, unlike the Germans, have not scorned to look into publie docu- ments, records, and declarations of Germany's leading civic officers, and who riddled the claims made that the Kaiser is a very mild and child-like creature, loving peace and. domesticity, and, above all, hating war and discord with Christ- | would long since have been extir- flourishes elsewhére. # it cannot pated."? . We would venture to ask these savants what kind of a civilization is it that rests only upon brute force? England has never found it necessary for Such means, nor has France, nor the United States, nor any other civilized mation, = The German brand of civilization alluded to must be of a different kind from that which grows and f subsist without being propped uv; by the sword, ithe nee it iia and disappears the better for man- kind. But this is not the teaching of German, ethics or German philo- sophy as evidenced in the works of her great masters, but a new vari- ety put forth by her Chancellors and her Kaisers for the occasion and to justify their acts of perfidy and brutality in the eyes of the world. But they will deceive no one except those who want to be "MANY WOMEN SPIES SHOT. Germany's "Sceret Service'? Very Active in Battle Zone. According to a despatch from the ' north of France, received in Paris, -- no lists or even figures are officially dischosed, but the shooting of batch- es of spies takes place daily in tihe towns of the district from which the message comes, and there have been nearly as many women shot as men. It is most hard for the veteran who loathes the task of shooting women, but, according to the laws of war, it must be done. They are lined up with men, often young girls or wo- men of refinement, at the zenith of their charm and beauty, and so, ac- cording to their lights, they give their ives for their country, and meet their death as bravely as any man. : Tt is claimed that no German popse ean ever pronounce certain "Tam deeply grieved and shocked, Ida," 'rench words without betraying roll with rolling pin and cut into he began, "to hear from my wife so de- rounds with a {biscuit cutter. Press deluded, trance of the tall, graceful girl in her i h ike; with that quiet, cat-like black dress, and he rcee to receive the in- when you like; with qa manner of yours." like innocence. troduction with a startled kind of nerv- ousness, which was reasonable enough; for the young women with whom he acso- - giatei were not dowered with Ida's very 'palpable grace and refinement. Ida bowed to him, made some remark about the weather, and went over with a pook to the sofa with the broken spring--- and promptly forgot his existence. But her indifference was not reciprocated, the man was painfully aware of her presence, and after endeavoring to carry on the conversation with Isabel, grew absent- minded and incoherent, and presently, as if he could not help himself, got up and, edging nervously to the sofa, sat down, and tried to talk. Ida closed her book, and, as in duty bound. was civil to him, though not per- haps so civil as she would have been to a man of her own age and class; but Mr. George Powler. no doubt encouraged by her gentleness, serenity, and perfect selt- possession--qualities none too common ia the class to which he belonged--grew less nervous, and to his own amazement, , Ida had passed beyond the laughing stage by this time; her face was pale, her eyes flashing; but she was able to say, with an appearance of calm: "You are quite right, Mns. Heron; 1 have no hesitation in saying that I did not wish your son to pe me any atten- tion, much iless---- Oh, do you not see how ridiculous it is?" she broke out, in- dignantly, and with a little desperate laugh. ; Mrs. Heron's face flamed. Se "J don't know what you mean by ridicu- lous," she snapped. "I should say Joseph was quite good enough a match for you; and I've no doubt you think '0, though you pretend to sneer at him." "Tet me assure you, Mrs. Heron, that I have never thought of your s0n as a pos- gible husband," eaid Ida. 'His attentions to me are more than unwelcome--and he knows it." "Oh! then you igs in love with you, , You see, you can't deceive me. I wonder you aren't ashamed of admit that the poor boy that he has told you? I knew it. ourself; in the plorable an account of your conduct. am not so unwise as to look for gratitude in this world, but I did not think you would repay our kindness and considera- tion by attempting to wreck the happitie33 of a quiet and godly home, Of course, I make all allowonces for your bringing- up; I am aware that in the state of life from which we rescued you, the spiritual and the religious were entirely absent; put I had hopes that our precept, and, I may say, example, the influence of a deep- ly religious family-----" by thie time his yoice had slid into the nasal whine and growl which it assumed in the pulpit; and Ida, notwithstanding 'her wretchednes, again felt an almost irresistible desire to laugh. "Pleage tell me, Cousin John, what it is {I have done, what it is you complain of?" she broke in. ; Angered by the interruption, for there is nothing a man like John Heron hates worse, he snapped out: "You have been trying to snare the af- fections of my son; you have even cast lascivious eyes at the stranger within our dozen rolls. Coffee Bread. butter, yolks of four ins or currants, makes two square cake pans. through centre with back of silver knife, butter one-half with melted butter and fold over like a pocket- book: Let rise until light and bake fifteen minutes in moderate oven. This will make two and one-half Two pounds light bread sponge, four ounces melted eggs, four ounces sugar, one-half cup milk; flour enough to make a soft dough, too soft for bread; one cup of rais- if desired. Mix and beat well and let stand one-half to one hour before baking. This Put If the case as madein this publi- cation is the, best these vaunted scientists are capable of presenting on behalf of Germany, then surely she has suffered tremendously since the beginning of the war in her re- putation as a seat of wisdom and the abode of scientific inquiry into the truth of things. oe A more slip-shod, superficial -in- vestigaiton could scarcely be ima- ee and yet it is precisely the terman teachers of to-day, who, they imagine they are allaying sus- picion and preparing the American mind to accept what they have to offer, are producing a most deter- mined opposition on this side of "Have faith in" us," the appeal concludes, "and "wait till the end." After their dismal failure to justify their high-handed outrages, it's a poor time to ask suspension of judgment until the end. Were these so-called scientific men to carry on their teachings, or their researches, in any such slip-shod way, they would be promptly expelled from their chairs. It is safe to say that this appeal to Americans by Ger- man professors and scientists has done more to injure- their cause than if they had kept their mouths closed, and allowed the world to form conclusions from the facts which conditions are every hour presenting. their Teuton origin. It is failure to pass tests of this kind which con- demn. The despatch adds: "T saw a woman challenged in the | street, seized and haled to the gen- darmerie. She was well dressed, and the last type which the ordi- nary home-staying British people would. suspect of espionage, appar- ently a prosperous widow of about thirty, leading a little boy by the hand, but I have heard since that it proved a clear case. She had evaded the war regulation of the local authorities, that strangers must not remain more than 24 hours in any town in this part of France without reporting personally to the police, by changing her lodgings lit- on the brushed tops melted butter and sprinkle with sugar and cinna- mon when the dough is about half raised. Bake in a moderate oven twenty to twenty-five minutes. Entire Wheat Bread. -- One and one-half pints: of lukewarm water, one cake of yeast and flour. Dis- solve yeast in water and make a light sponge. Let rise three hours, add one teaspoon salt, one heaping tablespoon shortening melted, two tablespoons molasses. Stiffen with whole wheat flour until it is stiff enough to work on board without sticking. Let stand three hours, or until double in milk. Make into found himself talking presently quite fluently to this distinguished-looking young lady whose entrance of the draw- ing-room had struck him with awe. With instinctive courteousness and kindness, Ida had asked him some question about South Australia, and the was led to talk of his life there, and to describe the country. z Ida found her thoughts wandering after a few minutes, and grew absent-minded; but Mr. George Powler was launched on his favorite subject, was delighted with the condescension of the 'beautiful and stately listener, and did not notice that ghe was scarcely listening; did not notice also that Mrs. Heron was looking discon- tented and sniffing peevishly, and that Isabel's face wore an expression of jeal- ousy and resentment. The fact was, that the poor man had quite forgotten the other young woman--and the other young ; woman knew it. Suddenly their silence bore dewn upon | at any rate, having caused trouble L house that shelters you, that you haven't shame enough to refrain from flirting be- fore our very eyes, with the first man that appears." : Ida stared at her in amazement, too great for the moment to permit of resent- ment. "What is this you accuse me of?" she asked. "Oh, pray, pray, do not be so uu- reasonable, so unjust!" Mrs. Heron wagged her head, as one who ig not to be deceived by any affect- ation of innocence, : "No, thank you, Ida!' she exclaimed. "That won't do for us. We've seen it with our own eyes, 'haven't we, Isabel?" Isabel took out her handkerchief began to whimper. = "J should never have thought it of you, Ida," she sobbed. "And with George, too! And Yd only just told you that-- that there had been things between us. I do think you might have left him alone.' erally every day of the week." Two officers in British uniform recently brought to a halt the mo- tors belonging to an ammunition convoy ias it was proceeding to' the British lines of Armentieres with supplies. "Halt, you are running right into German trenches," was the command given to the convoy. The captain spoke to the two offi- cers, whi were driving a British automobile. After a few words passed the captain noted that the men who had issued the order spoke with a slight accent, whereupon he drew his revolver and shot both his supposed comrades: At the same gates." The blood rushed to Ida's face; then she laughed outright, the laugh of despera- tion; for indeed, she despaired of convinc- ing these stupid people of her innocence, The laugh naturally exasperated John Heron, and his gaunt face grew pallid for an instant. "J understand!" he said. "You treat our remonstrances with scorn, you scoff at our rebuke." "Yes; I am afriid I can't. help it, Cous- in John," said Ida. "I am sorry that you should think me so wicked and so--danger- ous, and I quite agree with Isabel and her mother that if I am as bad as you say, 1 am not fit to live in a respectable house and with--decent people. It would be uselecs for me to assure you that you are all ridiculously mistaken." "My wife and daughter saw with their own eyes. I am informed that my son | is at this very moment in bed, prostrated | by your heartless conduct; you have the water, and so far have utterly failed to change American public opinion in the slightest degree. They offer no evidence and cite no recognized facts in support of their contentions, much less is there any thing produced of a philosophical character or a criti- eal examination of recent occur- rences. Logic seems to be a thing unknown to these so-called savants, but rhetoric is their strong card. The statements of the Allies are thrust aside without ceremony as unbelievable by them, simply be- cause they are made by the Allies. No reputation is deemed necessary, oe. TOMMY ON HIS WAY. Comical Experience of English Pri- vates on French Duty. They were leaning against a door- way in the town of Blank, smoking cigarettes, which they said " 'adn't got no blooming bite in 'em."' Around them was a crowd of French people, smiling at them with admiration. Nothing moves a French crowd to admire more easily than a cool, casual acceptance of difficulties, says a Payis letter to and eret and flurried prei * "Mr. Powler would like that Ida's absent-mindedness, she than saw that something was the matter, and ehe got up, in the middle of one of Mr. George Powler's fluent but badly con- etructed sentence bel asked her to Isabel flus 2 "Oh, you had better ay something. eaid; Im she better, sing," gure." "Oh. yes; please do!" pleaded the man; and Ida, trying to conceal her weariness and @istaste, went to the piano and sang the shortest song she knew. : Her acquiescence was unfortunate in ite result, for it completed in Mr. George Powler's bosom the havoc which. and voice had wrought. He pressed her +o sing again, beat time with his large | hand and badly groomed head, and was enthusiastic in his praises; and seemed s0 disappointed when she refused, that he seconded her appeal to Tsabel with an -ob- viously "fo d politenesi Isabel went to the pian at no time a very prilliant and the poor girl was 60 upset by, Ida's unconscious aD unwilling superiority, that she broke down in the middle of one of those hideous drawing-room pieces which seem ecially "arranged" for the e who are blessed or cursed 1 taste. on naturally Jagged and under these yrge Powler presently He was not asked to Mrs. Heron d had made se- ; but she was ' languished « and Mr. Ge: take his deave. main to dinner though intended inviting him, and i arations. marked empresse- and geemed as 1 rose to hands with ida with ment and nervousners, a! he could scarcely tear himself away. When he had gone the. mother daughter sat bolt upright in and stared before them in a ence; and Ida, matter, was about meop--ties, Heron voice: One moment, Ida, pregnant sl to leave the said in a hard, room, thin if you please. td mwoman's tone and manner, OL oe. had better close the door, oe should not like the servants to overhear what it.is my duty to say_to you. : Ida closed age ot fa expect- Mrs. eron con' 5 ano ref not one to find fault un- necessarily. I know it is the duty a : Ohristian to be patient, and long-eutTer ing; but there is a limit to ones ee ur- ance, and I regret to gay that you - passed that limit. I should not be ul- filling my duty to a young person wig is under my charge if I refrained ae pointing out to you that your eon gince you have been under our ru as been reprehensible a disgraceful. yas too amaze nt santas che full significance of the re ful epeech; and then, as_it epanue y dawned upon her, the blood rose to ped face and an indignant protest ae a er lips; but she checked it, and merely re peated the objectionable phrase. -- e "eyes, disgraceful," said Mrs. Heron. : am sorry to be compelled to use such @ word to a young girl and to one in your. pesition; and I do not think you make matters ae py pretending not to know 7 I mean." zs : we je no pretence, Mrs. Heron, = Ida, quite calmly. "I do not in the leas know what you mean.) "Then I'll tell you, ron, with suppressed fury. of most shameless retorted Mrs. He- - "You are one flirts I, ever felt rather | and going over to Isa-| er face; performer, | circumstances, | re: | had | He shook ! and | their chairs | wondering what was the | ¢ the door with her book in| rtled from her dreaminess | E>} a for a moment to| Ida was half distracted. eee "But you really cannot mean it!" she | pleaded. "I have done nothing, said no- 'thing. You surely do not complain of his speaking to me, of his being simply civil and polite. Heaven knows sire to exchange a word with him. | would not have come down if Isabel had }not asked me, and I had thought you would have considered it rude of me to \remain upstairs. Oh, what can I say to convince you that you are mistaken, that 'Y never have a thought to this gentleman --J forget his name--that I do not care if | I never seo him again, and that---- Isabel, surely you do not think me capable of the --vulgarity, the stupidity, with which your lanother charges me!' Tsabel's sniffs and sobs only grew loud- er, and her demonstrative misery worked Mrs. Heron to a higher pitch of resent- ment and virtuous indignation. | "Phat is right, Isabel, do not answer iher. It ig all pretence and deceit on her part. She knows very well that she was doing her best to attract his attention, smiling and making eyes at him, just ag 'she has caught poor Joseph." i Jda's elight fieure sprang erect, her |face grew crimceon and her eyes flashed with a just wrath which could no longer ibe suppressed. ae | «J think you mvet be mad," she said in ia low voice. "Indeed, you must ibe mad, or you would not insult me in this way. Tf 1 were guilty of the conduct of which you accuse me, I should not be fit to live, should not be fit to remain in any respect- | able house." PrYou are guilty," retorted Mrs. Heron. | "and as to your being fit to remain under i thig roof--and it 'was a respectable and | happy one until you came--you are the pest judge. I shall inform your cousin John of what has passed--it is my duty to /@o go--and he shall decide whether you are to remain, a firebrand, and a disturb- jer of the peace of a Christian household. It is my duty to protect my poor boy. 'At that moment the hall door was open- fed and closed, and the 'poor boy," after shuffling. about in the hall for a moment or two, opened the drawing-room door, | His hat was on the back of his head, one end of his collar was unfastened, his face vag flushed, and there was mud _on_his coat, as if he had fallen--which he had. He lurched into the room with a tipsy leer, and nodded to them with that affect- ation of extreme sobriety which is unfor- tunately assumed by, the individual who is hopelessly intoxicated. Mre. Heron rose with outstretched hands. "Oh, Joseph. are. you ij? " "Hill?" he repeated, with a hiccough. "No, Im not hill. Yes, I am, though ;, it's mental worry, it's a 'arrased 'eart; he Jooked at Ida and shook hig head re- proachfully. "She knows, but she don't eare-- But whatsh the matter?" he | proke off, staring at Isabel, who was still struggling with her sniffs and . sobs. "Whatsh up? Whatsh Tsabel cryin' for? Ida been cryin' too? Look. 'ere, I won't shtand that. If they've bin ill-treating you, Ida, my dear, you shay so, and ch know the reashon why. You come to me, my dear." He lurched pack with a € ing, Isabel and his mother caught wretched young man by the arm, ¢ with cries of oS ae commiseration, eavored to soothe him. bag St speak to her, don't think of her; she's not 'worth it!" said Mrs. Heron. "She's not 'worth any sensible man's thoughts, least of all @ - geph. You are ill, you must come to bed! } My poor the FREE PRIZE. TO GIRLS Beautiful, French Dressed Doll 16 inches sompletely trifmming. tall, Sally 10h eee: eyes open and shut, dressed in satin with face and ribbon BPeautivdlly tvimmed hat and real shoes amd stockings. fend us send you 30 sets of Xmas Greeting, Postcards, cof at 10 centa a set (six beautiful eards in ong 9; Wher we send you for it we will give you 4. your name and address, and we will sold send the money, and e doll, all ghad ' fges prepaid. If you pre tolled ooket Etta Ds a rolled gold, engraved bracelet instead of the - doll. ' -Hemer-Warren Co. DEPT. 82, TORONTO. I had no de-| towards Ida, and as she drew | ghudder of horror and loath- | and | man like you, Jo-} trifled with that most delicate and sacred of things, a Luman heart. Go to seek repentance on your knees." There was silence for a moment, then Ida said, very quietly: "Have you anything more to say me?" "Not to-night," said John sternly. "I am wearied with well-doing. I have been preaching, calling sinners, like yourself, to a better life. To-morrow I will speak with you again, I will endeavor to snatch a brand from the burning." "Good-night," said Ida. She paused with her hand on the door. 'Cousin John, you came to me when I was in great trouble; you offered me a home when I was home- less; I think you have been as kind as you knew how to be, and I want to thank you. I daresay it is my fault that I have not got on better with you all. I am not so bad as you think--but we will say no more about that. I do not want you to consider me ungrateful; for indeed, Iam grateful for the shelter you have given me, and I shall always remember that you came to my aid when I was in sore need Will you please ask my cousin and Tsabel to forgive me--for having unwittingly caused them so much trouble? Good- " to ni : "Good-night," said John Heron grimly. "J should be comforted if I could think that you were speaking from your heart; put I fear that you are not--I fear that you are not! Oh, may that heart be melt- ed! may you be brought to see the peril of your evil ways!" (To be continued.) cy PLEASE LEAVE THE GATE AJAR. As the western sun was setting upon a forest old : rays shone on a lassie and touched her hair with gold, Just a little woodland wild rose, yet one of rarest worth, | A father's treasure, his only joy on earth, He came from work that moment and took her in his arms, "You're tired sweetheart, tis grow- ing Jate----"' 'Tet me play a little longer," she answered, "then Tl come, But, daddy, promise you won't close the gate. Its Chorus : "Please leave the gate ajar, Dad, For I'm coming soon, you see; I'm sure you recall how mamma Would leave it ajar for me. T'm such a litte girhe, You know I can't reach so far, I'll come when ,my games are over, sae So please leave the gate ajar." | | While the little girl was waiting one evening for her dad, | His men came through the forest with faces grave and sad, "Lass, your father wants to see you; wel take you~ right to him,'? They gently told her, while their eyes grew dim. Within an hour,' he whispered, "they say Dye got to go.' - "Take mo," she cried," No, Nell, it is too fam." = Then she sald: "When you see mamma just say I'm coming ? : soon, oe! But don't forget to leave the gate Sere I ajar. : | J Thousands of women in Germany have been thrown out of work on account of their employers being your} chamber, Ida, and there I trust you will | leaves, let rise to top of pan bake one hour. Graham Bread. -- Make a ter and white flour. night and add one-half graham one-half white flour to make it enough to knead. Knead well let rise three to four hours. graham flour makes it slower to rise to top of pan. not be necessary to grease any further. cup nutmeats. White Nut Bread.--Two milk and flour alternately. five to fifty minutes. Household Hints. cornmeal 'before frying. it to dry. the stains. ginning to whip. looks shabby it can be 'and made look like new. [in milk over night. The efficient housekeeper knows pa- 'ience and give better results than that sharp knives save time, dull ones. suriace.- : fore adding to the clothes. mixed with gasoline. Apply with clean sponge. : get hot, 'and from the pan. -- ti Many people will'fry quite whole. the color comes your blouse, pub and | light sponge with one cake of yeast, one and one-half pints of lukewarm wa- Let rise over and } stuff | and The rise than when all white is used. Knead again and make into loaves and let If the pans are well greased with melted fat and the loaf is turned over in this it will) bread Bake in a slow oven an hour to an hour and a quarter. Brown Nut Bread.--One cup of white flour, two cups graham flour, one and one-half cups sweet milk, one cup sugar, one teaspoon baking powder, one teaspoon salt, one-half Mix thoroughly and bake one hour in a very slow oven. eggs, one cup sugar, one cup sweet milk, one 'heaping tablespoon of 'butter, two cups flour, one-half cup chop- ped nut meats, two heaping tea- svoons baking powder, level tea- spoon of cinnamon, a little nutmeg. 'Mix equal sugar and butter until smooth, add spices and nuts, then Beat well and bake in slow oven forty- Dip French friend potatoes in Soap should be bought in quanti- ties; remove the wrapper and allow To remove ink ifrom the fingers, dampen a sulphur match and > rub If cream proves too thin to whip, add the white of an egg before be- lf the zine lining of a refrigerator enameled Use a little ammonia. in water to wash white paint, but no soap. This has the advantage of not'dulling the In using washing soda, it should always be dissolved in hot water be- Soiled satin slippers may be dyed with the ordinary powdered dyes, After frying onions pour a little vinegar into the frying pan, let it it will remove all smell know how sausages burst jwhen fried, but if they are dipped in polling water first they If you are caught in the rain and off your coat on to the blouse to soak the assumption being that the Ger- mans alone are capable of telling the truth and that all that comes from elsewhere is false and un- worthy of belief. The moral aspect of things is completely eclipsed by the wave of patriotism that has swept over Germany, They call their production an "Appeal to the Civilized World," published by 93 German savants, and bears the names of her most distinguished scientists, such as Haeckel, Euchen, Humperdinck, Suderman, and many others. _ The appeal is discreditable to the intelligence of these men, and indi- cates that while if was probably signed by the men whose names it bears, very little attention has been given to it by most of them. The English in which it is ex- pressed is highly unique and gro- tesque, indicating that it was not the product of the combined efforts of those whose names are subscribed to it, but, rather, the composition of some crack-brained enthusiast who has succeeded in securing the signatures probably by false repre- sentations of what it contained. One example must suffice, but from it the rest can be judged: Here it is:--"The iron mouth of events has proved the untruth of the factitious German defeats, con- sequently misrepresentation and calumny are all the more eagerly at work."? But the logic of the ap- peal is no less conspicuous by. its absence, as witness the following extract :--"It is not true that we trespassed in neutral Belgium. It has been proved that France and England had resolved on such a trespass, and it has likewise been proved that Belgium had agreed to their doing so. It would have been suicide on our part not to - have been beforehand."' : Thus in the first sentence is found a denial of the very thing they ad- mit in the last sentence. These men, wise above their generation, are contented with making unsup- ported assertions and offer no proof whatever that England and France were about to trespass upon Belgian soil, with Belgian consent. It would not be a trespass to dd so if Belgium consented. é But suppose. Hagland and France had in contemplation such a move- ment as claimed (but not proved), it would be no justification for Ger- many, to. violate the terms of a treaty which she had solemnly signed. How shocking to religion and good morals to assume, that of anybody was going to commit rape, and murder Belgian neutrality Ger- many hasi a right to be first at the bloody orgies. These moral teach- ers form the Fatherland might bet- ter fall back upon the: highwayman's argument used by the German Chancellor, that he preferred to fol- a than that laid down in a "'mere as a treaty. We are next 93 men of light and learning from the land of beer, that "were it-not for German Militarism civilization é fow the law of militaty necessity } scrap of paper," otherwise known) informed by these' the St. Louis Globe, Democrat. They have many great qualities, the French; but they are never casual and seldom in adverse circumstanc- es cool. They feel the drama of life to keenly to take things without excitement as they come. There was no more excitement about these army service corps privates than if their doorway had been in Southampton. They were quit content to be in France. 'Ain't one place as good as an- other?' They had no money, no kit but what they stood in. They did not know whither they were going or how to get there. All of this troubled them not in: the least. They learned there, listening to the jabber, as they called it, of their admirers, mildly amused at the nov- elty, enjoying the sunshine, self-suf- ficient, unbewildered, ready for anything that might turn up, good or bad. They told me their story. Sent up to Mons with a traction engine, they were sent back just before the battle because the traction engine was too slow. An officer gave them a slip of paper with the names of the places written on it. They were to make for the British base at Ami- ens. "Funny thing, y' know," one of them said, "people we ask didn't seem to know where .these places was. .-Bit slow in understanding they seem to me." (You can im- agine how they pronounced French names!) "Consequence was we kep' on makin' progress, too, more or less. We soon finished what grub we had with us and our emer- gency rations had gone already. But the people gave us plenty. "Soon as they see us puffin' and snortin' through a place they'd come runnin' out, sayin' 'Onglay, and makin' signs to us to stop. We'd pull up and they'd ask us, still makin' signs, y' know, if we wanted anything to eat. We gen- erally did, you understand, Good sort of food they have over 'ere. Tastes more than ours, somehow, though their beer ain't got no body in it, Wishy-washy stuff!" itn seem OE Septic Financier--That is not the same tale that' you told me a few days aco. Beggar--No, sir. But you didn't believe that one. : Ks moment a squadron of German cavalry appeared a short distance away. The British captain then ordered the truck drivers, most of whom were London motor-bus chauffeurs, to dismount with their rifles and take a position in a ditch beside the road in order to defend the convoy. The Germans were about to charge and a detachment of German infantry had arrived on the scene, but from the other side a French battalion appeared and: the Germans retired with heavy losses. wi Tnterrupted Communication. "Vou don't mean to say that this is the first you've heard of it."' "Absolutely." 'Why, it's the talk of the neigh- borhood." "Yes, but my wife is away on a visit." When the Dinner Danced. Little Gertie Grogan (looking up from society page--Did you ever see a dinner dance, haw Mrs. Grogan--Faith, I did, me child; th' day yer father sthruck th' table wid his fist because we had corn'. bafe an' cabbage three days , runnin' ! Dry Goods. 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