Monkton Times, 10 Dec 1914, p. 7

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J CHAPTER XXXVIII --(Continued) She was out on Rupert as early as pos- 'sible the next morning, and it wag. dif- fleult to say which was the more pleased at the reunion, he or his mistress. And oh, what a delight it was to ride across the moor and along the valley and by the 'stream; to see the cattle grazing and to hear the sheep calling to one another in the old paintive way! Tit was almost dif- ficult to believe that she had ever left He- rondale, that Laburnum Villa was any- thing but a nightmare and the Herons a dismal unreality. Now, for eome time she avoided that part of the road where the opening of the plantation gave a view of the Villa; but 'she was drawn towards it at last, and she leant forward on her horse and looked aeross the lake at the great, white place 'shining in the autumn gunlight. It seem- ed very still and quiet, and there was no 'sign of life about the place; the lake 't- self was deserted save by one of the "Steamers on which were only a few pas- sengers well wrapped up against the now keen air, The appearance of the white, long-stretching place struck her with a sense of desertion and desolation, and with a sigh she turned and rode away. That atterrn.on, as she was coming in from tho stable Jessie came running to- wards her. "Oh, Miss Ida, there's Lord and Lady Batnerdale and Lady Vayne and two of 'the young ladies in the drawing-room." "Very well," said Ida, quietly; and re moving her right-hand gauntlet, she went straight into the drawing-room. In accordance with her father's wish und her own, perhaps, mistaken, pridg, she had avoided all theee people hitherto; but there wes no need to avoid them any longer; she was their equal in birth, and cher newly-discovured wealth effectually removed any cause for pride. Lady Ban- nerdale, a motherly and good-natured wo- man, came forward to meet her, and took her by both hands "My dear, we have come over at once to tell you how glad we are!" she said. "We heard the good news from Mr. Word- ley, and neither I nor my husband could wait another day before we came to con- gratulate you." Lady Vayne, too, held Ida's hand and looked at her with affectionate sympathy. "And we felt the same, my dear," she said; 'co you must not think ug intru- sive Ida shook hands with them al! and rang for the tea She was very quiet and sub- dued, but the little cold look of surprise with which she had at one time met their advances was now absent, and they could perceive that she was glad to cee them. "Our joy in the good news is not alto- gether unselfish and disinterested, my dear Mies Ida," said Lord Bannerdale. "That Heron Hall should be shut up and deserted, while there is co charming @ mis- trees to represent ithe old family, wae lit- tle short of a general misfortune. You «annot tell how. anxious and concerned we have been about you--but we will say no more about that. I trust a brighter star has risen above the old house, and that it is entering upon brighter fortunes, At any rate, let that be ae © it 'want you to believe how delighted we are to have you back again, and under such happy auspices." "And w ant to say, too, dear," said Lady Bannerdale, while Lady Vayne nod- 'ded assentingly,-"'that we hope you have really come back to us, that you will be one of us and let us seo a great deal of you. Of course, under the circumstances," she glanced at Ida's black dre we are 'debarred from expressing our pleasure in festivity; but we hope you will come to us quite quietly, and very often, and that you will let us treat you as one of our own dear girls." Ida murmured a suitable response; but though she was by no means demonstra- tive they were satisfied; and as they left they expressed' that saitisfaction to each other. "Oh, yes, she was glad to see us,"' Lady Bannerdale said; 'and I like her all the better for not meeting us half-way and » for refraining from any gushing. Poor 'girl! I am afraid she has been very ill, and hae felt her trouble very keenly. She is much thinner, and wiien she came into *hée room there was an erpreséion in her face which touched me and made my eyes mi. "We must look after her," remarked Lady Vayne. 'There ig something weird in the idea of her living there all alone; though, of course, her maid, Jessie, will take care of her." Lady Bannerdale smiled. "Ida Heron is one of those girls who are quite capable of taking care of them- 'selves, she said -- "How wonderfully calm and self-possessed she was Moet girls would have been rather upset, or, at any rate, a little flurried, meeting us all so unexpectedly; but she came into the room with the perfect un-self-consciousnese which marks----- "The ihigh-bred lady," finished Lord Bannerdale. "I wonder whether we real- ize how old a family the Herons are; we are all mushrooms compared with that Children Need Sugar Pure sugar is necessary to the health of young or old. Good home-made candy, sugar on porridge, fruit or bread--not only pleases but stimulates. | Buy St. Lawrence Extra Granulated in bags and be sure of the finest ure cane sugar, untouched by hand rom factory to your kitchen. Pp Ibs., 25 1bs., 20 Ibs., oataae 3! Sy Ais : FULL WEIGHT GUARANTEED, Paes: Sold by best dealers. >' Y - St, Lawrence Sugar Refineries, Limited, - Montreal, ai 1 as Pa may, we}; _ hour he died, ' know where ! pible collapse, surprised, and 8 slim, little girl, who is now the mictress of Herondale and an enormous fortune. "We shall have to find a husband for her,"" remarked Lady Vane, who was the match-maker of the locality. "The trouble would tbe to get Mics Ida to accept him when you have found him, said Lord Bannerdale, shrewdly. 'I have an idea she would be difficult ito please; there is a little curl to those pretty lips of hers which is tolerably significant." "Poor girl! There is time enough yet to think of such a thing," said Lady Ban- nerdale, reprovingly; but while she said it, mother-like, she thought that her son, Kdwia, would be home from a long tour in the East in a week or two; that he was particularly good-looking, and in the opinion of more persons than his mother, a particularly amiable and good fellow. The next day there were more visitors; they all seemed as genuinely glad at her return, and they all made as genuine overtures of friendship. It was evident that Ida need not be alone in the world any longer, unless she wished to be. On the morning of the third day, as she was riding to Bryndermere, with some shop- ping as an excuse, she met Mr. Wordley; a gentleman was sitting beside him who, Ida guessed, was the architect. He prov- ed to be no less a personage than the fam- ous Mr. Hartley. They had pulled up for the introduction clese by the opening on the lake; and while the architect was ex- changing greetings with Ida, his keen eyes wandered now and again to the Villa; and as Ida turned to ride back with them, he said: : "Thait is rather a fine place over there, ; Miss Heron; rather bizarre and conspicu- | ous, but striking and rather artistic. New, too: whose is it?" "Stephen Orme's place," replied Wordley, in rather a lew voice. "Oh," said Mr Hartley, with a nod which struck Ida as being peculiarly ex- pressive and significant, though she did not know what it implied The three went all over the old Hall and afiter lunch the great architect ex- plained, with the aid of a sheet of paper ie a pencil. his idea of what should be done. "There need not be, there should not be. the least addition," he said. "What you want to do, Mies Heron, iis, as Mr. Word- ley says, restore: restore with all rever- ence. Iit is a superb piece of. architecture of its kind and it must be touched with a geritic hand. If you are prepared to leave it all to me, I trust I may be able to make the present building worthy. of its past. It will be a delightful task for me; but I must tell you frankly that it will cost a very large sum of money; how much I shall be able to inform you when I have got out my plans and gone into the esti- mate; but, at any rate, Lean say em- phaitically that the place is worth the ex- penditure. Am I to have carte blanche?" "Yes," eaid Ida; "I will leave it entire. ly in your hands." This at least che could do with the money which her father had so mysters- iouslyl made: restere it, the house he ltov- ed co well, to its old dignity and grand- eur. The great architect, very much -im- pressed not only by the Hall but its beau. tiful young mistress, left before Mr. Word- ley, who wanted to talk over business with Ida. But he found her rather absent: minded and preoccupied and presently, in @ pause, ehe said, with forced calmne's: 'Is Sir Stephen Orme still at the Villa at Brae Wood, Mr. Wordley?" He had been making some memoranda Mr. in his pocket-book and he locked up wath | am | with the thought of having to leave her." a start and stared at her. "Is Sir Stenhen---- My dear you know--haven't you hearec "Heard what?' she asked, her face be- pinning to grow paler, her lips set tight- hild, don't "Bless my soul, I'm surprised!" he ex- claimed. "I thought everybody had heard the news Sir Stephen is not living at the Villa for a very grave and all-sufficient reason: he is dead, my dear " Ida leant back in her chair and raised a sereen which she held in her hand so that it ¢hielded her face from his gaze. "I did not know," she said, in a very low voice. "I had not heard, I have not seen any papers, or, if I have, only the ad- vertisement part. Dead!' "Yes," said Mr. Wordley; 'poor died suddenly, quite suddenly, in die of a grand ball; died of ithe "Shock?" she echoed. He looked at her as if he found it hard to realize her ignorance "Yes; the shock of bad news. Dear me! it geems so strange tthat you, a neighbor, so ito speak. should not have heard the story of which all London--one might al- most say all England--was talking. Sir Stephen was a great financier, and had just brought out a great company to work an important concession in Africa. He was supposed to have made an enormous sum of money by it; indeed, must have done 60; but at the very moment of hia success there came a etroke of bad luck; and the news of it was brought to him on the night of the ball he wae giving in his splendid town house. The sudden reverse meant absolute ruin, and he fell dead with the eablegram in his hand. Shock- ing, wae it mctP"' Ida's lips moved, man, he the mid- ebhock." but she could not spoak. The whole scene seemed to rise be- fore her; but, naturally enough, her thoughts were concentrated upon one fig- ure in it--ithat of Stafford. "Mhen--then Mr. Stafford Orme is now 'the baronet, Sir Stafford?" she said in a searcely audible voice s "No; he ig now Lord Highcliffe' His fatiher was raised to the peerage on the day he died--one might almost 6ay the That makes it the more un- fortunate." ; "Unfortunate? I do say he is a peer?' _ "Yes; but a pennilesa peer; and T can't maging © more unpleasant and migerabla celition than his. His father died abeo- utely ruined; indeed, insolvent; though T suppose by hig son's act of noble self- sacrifice a great many of the debts were paid. "Pell nfe--I do not know," said Id steadily aa she could. 'Sir Stephen settled a very large sum of money upon the young man; but he re- fused to take advantage of it, and made over the whole sum, every penny of it, to tthe creditors; and left himeelf, I am told, absolutely pennilese. Not that it mattered very much; because he ig en- gaged to a Miss Falconer, whose father is, I believe, a millionaire." The color rose to Ida's face, the hand which held the screen shook. "And they--they are going to be married me a -- ee r " lon't know, suppose not," replied Mr. Wordley, as he bent over his memor- anda again; 'Lord Higcliffe has disappear- ed, left England. No one seems to quiite he has gone. It wag a ter- j and a tragic end, the great Sir Stephen's; but men of hig trade ways have to run such risks. By tho way, I suppose the Villa will have to be sold." oe echoed Ida 'I would like to u j 0 spoke on ithe impulse of the mo- ment; but Mr. Wordley did not seem at, all only smiled as he respond- ? "I know no reason why you should not, my dear Miss' Ida. I am not sure that it | would be a good investment; but if you've not, understand, a, 28 ¥ z = Set 'iter. Yes; certainly you can buy it if you | peer, but poor and a wanderer. She start-| jed: was it really he whom she had seen could not respond as fully as she wouid want to do so." : -- g Long after he had gone Ida sat, leaning forward in her chair and gazing at. the fire. Stafford was now Lord Highcliffe, a on the catthe steamer? Then they had beon near each owher, had looked into each other's eyos! Perhaps she would never see him again--but, ah, yes! it was quite probable she would, for was he not engaged to the wealthy Miss Falconer, fat Satin a the not come back to marry er ; The following evening she received a short note from Mr. Werdley: it informed her thait the Villa was not for sate. It had been purchaged by Mr. Falconer for his daughter. 7 2 CHAPTER XXXIX. _ Within a few days she received invita- tions from the Bannerdales and Vaynes and other county families, who were evi- dently pesseased by the kind determina- tion that she should become one of them. The dinner*at Bannerdale Grange was quite en famille; she was made a great deal of; and if she had given them the least encouragement they would actually have vetted her; but though Ida had lost something of her o'd pride and hauteur caused by her icolation, she was still somewhat reserved, and graiteful ag she was for their overtureg 'of affection, she have liked. It was the same with the Vaynes and Avorys; they were all more than kind to her, and she longed to re- ceive their attention with open arms; but she could not: the fact was, her wounded heart was so terder that it shrank even from the gentlest touch. "The girl is all right," remarked Lord Bannerdale. "She has been in great trouble and it has 'hurt her very badly; and though she seems rather cold and re- served, she is really more sensitive than most women: you must give her time.' Ida had resolved that though she could not altogether forget the great sorrow of her life, she would not brood over it, She knew that for her complaint there was nothing worse than idleness; and she sought employment for her mind and 'body with an eagerness that sometimes be- came almogt feverich. When she was not visiting or receiving visits from, what might be called her new friends, she was busy about the farm and the estate, and took long rides on Rupert accompanied as of old by the dogs. Very soon, too, Mr. Hartley began at the restoration; and Ida was deeply interested in the progress of the work. Then, again, the hunting season commenced, and to the delight of Sir Robert Vayne, the master, ghe appear. ed at ithe first meet: and, is it necessary to say? was in at the death. She enjoyed that first run more than she had enjoyed anything since the fatal morning she had lost both eweetheart and father; and she was very nearly happy as she rode home with a crushed hat and a 'habit splacghed with mud. A week or two afterwards, Lord Banner- dale gave a hunt breakfast, and made a point of her being present; and she yield- ed though she would have preferred to have joined the meet at the coverts. As she rode up, Lord Bannerdale came down the sters to meet her; and by his side was a tall, goodlooking young fellow, whom Ida rightly gueeeed, by his likeness to his father, to be Lord Bannerdale's son. He had returned from his travels on the pre- ceding night, was in perfect health and spirits. much tanned by the sun and rain, and seemed to possess his full share of the amiability of his amiable family. He stood, bare-headed, at Rupert's head and took Ida's hand to help her to dismount, and not only walked with her to the house but contrived to sit beside her at the breakfast-table. His people had been talk- ing to him of Ida, he was quite prepared to be impressed, and that he was so was evident before the meal had concluded. His mother paid particular attention to Tda, and Lord Bannerdale regarded the young pair approvingly Lord Edwin rode as straight as Ida her. self; it was a magnificent run--of course, "the best ran of the season"--and Lord Edwin, securing the brush, fastened it to her saddle. Those who saw the act--they 'were not many, for the pace had been fast and hard--exchanged significant glances. Lord Edwin was over at the Hall next day and displayed a keen interest in the re- storation, and bent for some time over the plans which he had humbly begged Ida to show him. He was a modest young fellow, with more intelligence and good sense than generally goes with his age, and Ida liked him It 'was inevitable that they should meet almost every day; it was almost as inevitable that he should fall in love with her; for she wag not only the mest beantiful.girl in the county, but there was an element of romance in her lorieliness and her fortunes which natural- ly appealed to him He went to his father one day and con- fided in him; but, though Lord and Lady Bannerdale were more than pleased, they begged him not to be too sanguine. "Sanguine!"' he exclaimed coloring. 'I live in a state of mortal fear and dread; for though I love her more every time I see her I never leave her without feeling that my case is hopeless. There is some- thing about Ida--oh, of course I can't explain !--but I : as if I could no more speak 'to her of love than I could--could jump over this house." "And yet she is so gentle and friendly," said Lady Bannerdale, to encourage him. The young fellow, wise in his genera- tion, chook his head. "That's just it, mother," he said, grave: ly. "'fihe treats me as if I were a_ bro- ther, quite a young brother; and I know that if I were to speak to her, to let her know how much Tf love her, it would mean the end of everything. LI should never be able to see her again--and I could not stand that; for I am on'!y happy when I wath her--and then I am miserable "You must be patient, my dear fellow," said Lord Bannerdale. "Ida Heron is a girl in a million, and she is worth wait- ing for." "Oh, Ill wait," said Lord Edwin; "but sometimes I feel that all the waiting in the world won't win her," he added, with a sigh. One day--it was in ithe Christmas week which Ida had been prevailed upon to spend with the Bannerdales--Lord Ban- nerdate cams in at luncheon-time with 6ome news, "T hear tthe Villa is to be occupied at Christmas," he said. "Mr. Falconer and his daughter are coming down today." "Ts there to be a house-party?" said Lady Bannerdale. "But I suppcse not No, there could not be under the circum- stances. Poor girl! Sir Stephen's death -I never can remember that he was Lord Higheliffe!--must have been a great grief and shock to her. She and her father will naturally wish to be quiet; but I 'suppose we Ought to call. You have never seen her, I think, Ida?" "No," said Ida, in the impassive, © reti- cent way in which she always spoke and looked when on guard. "An oxtremely beautiful woman," said Lady Bannerdale; "but she alwaye struck me as being a remarkably cold one; though, of course, it may have only been manner. The present Lord Highcliffe, Sir Stephen's son. has been away some time now. I suppese he will come back soon, and they will 'be married. They will make a very handsome couple. You would like him, Edwin. I took a great fancy to him on the first occasiong I met him; and: f felt deeply sorrv for his misfortunes. But there will be no lack of money when he and Miss Falconer are married, for 'her father is immense rich, I believe. It would 'be very nice for all of us if Lord Highcliffe settled at the Villa; and I have an idea that Mr. Falconer has bought it for them." (To be continued.) -- Found Belgian Husband. A Glasgow lady, who had placed Selected. Recipes. ; = Oyster Loaf.--Take the two ends of a loaf of Vienna bread (cut over an inch thick) and scoop out + (Wilt You Help The Hospital 2 for Sick Children, the Great Provincial Charity 2 --f- 'Dear 'Mr. Editor: -- : Thanks for the privilege of appeal- ing through your columns on behalf of. the Hespital for Sick Children. Hospital takes care of sick and de- enough of the heart of each to form brown and butter' it while hot. Have réady half a dozen large fried oysters, piping hot. Put them be- tween the two pieces of hot butter- ed toast, with a very thin slice of a large, sour pickle, and serve them at once. j ; Batter Apples.--Cut out the cores and centres of one dozen apples oi uniform size. Place in a_ baking pan and fill each apple with sugar and a little grated nutmeg, Now make a cake batter of one cupful of sugar, one tablespoonful of butter, one cupful of sweet milk, two eggs, two teaspoonfuls of baking powder and three cupfuls of flour. Beat this well, pour over the apples, and bake. Serve with sauce. Creamed Celery. -- Remove the leaves and small stalks from two heads of celery, wash and cut in half-inch lengths. Boil-in salted water until tender. While the cel- ery is boiling, make a sauce of one cupful of cream or thick milk and one tablespoonful of butter mixed with flour. Boil the sauce until it is smooth and thick., When the celery is ready, drain and 'place it in a dish, peur over'the sauce and serve. Pumpkin Pie Filling.--Put the pumpkin in the oven and bake it until it is soft. Then remove the inside and press it through a strain- er. This results in drier pumpkia than that prepared in the ordinary boiled way. To the pulp of one medium sized pumpkin adda quart of rich milk, a cupful of granulated sugar, three beaten eggs, a tea- spoonful of ground ginger and one of cinnamon, a big pinch of salt, and three tablespoonfuls of dark molasses. Creamed Rice.--Soak a cupful of rice over night in cold water. In the morning boil it for about ten minutes; then add sugar to suit your. taste, a dash of salt, one cup- ful of condensed cream, and one- half of a cupful of chopped wal- nuts, and boil the mixture until it is creamy. Turn it into an earthen dish, cover it, and allow it to steam. This process finishes the cooking. Serve it with cinnamon, sugar and cream. Addie the condensed cream makes the rice much richer than if it were cooked in milk. Owendaw Corn Bread.--To cupfuls of hot, boiled hominy, two tablespoonfuls of lbutter, four eggs beaten until light. Mix thoroughly. Stir in gradually, first one 'pint of milk, and then one-half pint of corn meal, making a batter of the consistency of rich boiled custard. If it shotld be thicker, add a little more milk. Bake in a deep pan in an oven that is some- what hotter at the bottom than at the top, so that the bread may rise. It has the appearance when cook- ed of a baked batter pudding, and ought to have almost the delicacy of baked custard. Pavivians. Crackers prepared in this way are particularly good for afternoon tea, or at luncheon with the salad course. Split com- mon crackers and soak them in ice- cold weter for exactly three min- utes. Take them out of the water and let them drain for one minute. Put a good-sized lump of butter on each half cracker, place the crack- ers in a pan, put the pan in the oven, and leave it there until the crackers puff up, turn a delicate golden brown, and are quite crisp. With a moderate hot oven, six or seven minutes should be long enough to brown them thoroughly. two add and In Place of Meat. Creamed Codfish on Toast. -- 1 package codfish, 1 cup milk, 1 table- spoon. butter, 1 tablespoon flour, 4% teaspoon onion juice, Put the cod- fish into colander, pour boiling wa- ter over and press out all water; add to the cream sauce. Serve on rounds of toast, garnished with sprigs of parsley. Sauce--Put the butter into saucepan ; when melted, and the flour; mix well and add the cold milk slowly, stirring until smooth and creamy ; add the onion juice and a dash white pepper. Baked .Codfish Puff.--One cup shredded codfish ; one quart mashed potatoes; one cup cream sauce ; one egg; one-eighth teaspoon paprika ; 1 teaspoon grated onion; 1 tea- spoon butter. Put the shredded cod- fish into bowl, cover with boiling water and let stand until cool, then press. until dry and add to the hot mashed potatoes ; mix well, and add a shallow box. Toast it toa light | formed children, not only in Toronto, but in the Province, outside of the city. in the Hospital's history, has a more . serious outlook, as regards funds for maintenance, than any year that has passed its calendar. So many calls are being made on the purses of the generous people of To- ronto and Ontario, to help the soldiers of the Empire, that as I make my | daily rounds through the wards of the | Hospital, and see the suffering chil- ' dren in our cots and beds, the thought ' strikes me as to whether the people will as of old, with all the demands made upon them, answer our appeal and help to maintain the institution that is fighting in the never-ending battle with disease and death, in its endeavor to save the stricken little ones in the child-life of Ontario. Last year there were 394 in-patients from 210 places outside of Toronto, and in the past twenty years there have been 7,000 from places in the Province other than Toronto. It costs us $2.34 per patient per day for maintenance. The municipalities pay for patients $1 per patient per day; the Government allows 20 cents per patient per day; so, deducting $1.20 from $2.34, it leaves the Hospital with $1.14 to pay out of subscriptions it receives from the people of Toronto and the Province. The shortage last year ran to $18,000. Since 1880 about 1,000 cases of club feet, bow legs and knock knees have been treated, and of these 900 had perfect correction, Nearly all these were from different parts of the Pro- vince outside of the city of Toronto. Remember that every year is a war year with the Hospital; every day is a day of battle; every minute the Hospital needs money, not for its own sake, but for the children's sake. The Hospital is the battle-ground where the Armies-6f Life have grappled with the Hosts of Death, and the life or death of thousands of little children is the issue that is settled in that war. Will you let the Hospital be driven from the field of its battle to save the lives of little children for the lack of money you can give and never miss? Every dollar may prove itself a dreadnought in the battle against death, a flagship in the fleet that fights for the lives of little children. Remember that the door of the Hos- pital's mercy is the door of hope, and your dollar, kind reader, may be the key that opens the door for some- body's child. Will you send a dollar, or more if you can, to Douglas Davidson, Secre- tary-Treasurer, or J. ROSS ROBERTSON, Chairman of the Board of Trustees, Toronto. the cream sauce, onion, paprika and well-beaten egg (save 1 tea- spoon egg to brush the top); beat all well together. Brush bakedish with melted butter and put in the mixture, rough the top with fork and brush with the egg; place in oven and bake 25 minutes or until 'brown. Household Hints. Old fruit stains can often be re- moved by oxalic acid. To keep the hands white, wash them with oatmeal water. Cranberries should be picked over often if you wish them to keep long. Natural or "'unpolished" rice is far more wholesome than the shiny- white kind. A tablespoonful of vinegar added to a potroast will make it more palatable and tender, Horseradish is better scraped than grated, and should be prepar- ed just before it is needed. Never rub soap on a stain with- out first wetting it and partly wash- ing it out in cold waiter. A teaspoonful of baking powder to every four eggs will make an omelet a wonder of lightness. Don't use soiled suds for washing colored clothes unless you expect them to be muddy looking. A stub pen can be used in an emergency for tightening the tiny screws in a pair of eyeglasses, Sew a piece of velvet inside the heels of your shoes and it will save a good many holes in your stock- ings. 'A very little glycerine' smeared around the glass stoppers of bottles will keep them from sticking for a long time. The annual coat of oil not only prolongs the life of willow and cane furniture but it keeps it from be- coming so dry that tiny splinters stick out. Many steps may be saved if when preparing a meal you pin a small clean hand towel to the apron belt 6n one side and a similar tea towel to the other side. Save every bit of meat; it can be used in a meat pie, stewed and The | {iag it should never be al stand about uncovered, This coming year, of ail the years | i severely practical. ;namersal ruthlessly goes served on toast, chopped for stuff- ing peppers, or it may be combined] with a little celery for salad. There is nothing better ad apted | |for catching germs than gelatiae| -- and for this reason dishes contain~ lowed to In crocheting edges around hand-| kerchiefs begin about two inches. frem one of the corners and you will | find it easier to make a pretty cor- ner/and the 'beginning and ending will not be noticeable. 1S Clothes that have become yéllow can be whitened by soaking in but- termilk. for five days. Use a stone jar or a wooden bucket for this purpose. At the end cf this time rinse thoroughly and boil in light | suds. a BRITISH ARMY. KIT. Not 2s Burdensome as Other Sol- diets Carry. When the British soldiers goes on active service his outfit is very dif- oes PP 4 3 - ee SOFTENI ferent from that which he wears in | A war outfit is' times of peace. Everything or-, by . the} board. Wihile wagons are provided for spare kits, in the field the soldier: ; | | | | | 'their greatcoats. | } | robe. '"grouch'"' at the weight of their 'arms and equipmenit, it is nothing |compared to the loads carried by ' Continental troops. has to carry nearly all his ward-} Although the men may The French, Belgian and Russian soldiers are not only burdened with heavy knap- sacks, but they also have 'to fight in British wears an This is a aluminum, neck by a fvery member of the Expeditionary Force *Gdentification diise."' small circular piece of suspended round the cord, : Other items of active service kit which the soldier always has on his person are a field dressing packet and ian emergency ration. The field dressing packet consists of a cotton bandage, a pad of gauze, and a safety-pin; and the emergency ra- tion contains a small quantity of compressed meat and vegetables War equipment is officially divid- ed into two classes--"personal" and "'regimental." Under the for- mer heading come the belts, arms, ammunition, and accoutrements that the soldier carries with him in the field. Regimental equipment means adcitional clothing, blankets, tents, saddlery, rations, forage, etc., and the necessary transport wagons to convey such stores, Un- til actually wanted, regimental equipment is kept in camp. Tents, blankets, and spare kits are also carried in baggage wagons. An officer's field-service kit is a good deal larger than a private voldier's. The principal items are the following: Service jacket, trou- sers, breeches, greatcoat, dnab shirt, vuttees, "Sam Browne" belt, haversack, water-bottle, lanyard and whistle. Most officers who know what campaigning means will add certain extras. Among such are a knitted jersey or sweater, a money belt, spare shirts, socks, and handkerchiefs, a tin of dubbim, a sleeping cap, a small medicine case, and a "housewife." This last item is very necessary, as socks and shirts wear out very quickly on the march and have to be constantly repaired. An officer also wants a certain amount of camp equipmenit in the field. These various items are di- vided into "war-kit" and . "field- kit." The former consists of a sleeping-bag, cork maittress, blan- ket-bag, pillow, and bucket, and costs about $32.50. A flask, alumi- num cup, brush and comb and-shav- ing tackle, etc., are other desirable adjuncts. The "war-kit" is rather more elaborate, as it includes such articles as a mirror, basin, bath, bedstead, sheets, lantern, canteen, hold-all, and small tent. The two kits together cost from $60 to $75. 7 AS SaaS see Absolute Devotion. "T think that women ought to have the ballot."' 'Do they really want it?' "They must want it. Some of them are working so ardently for suffrage that they are paying ab- solutely no attention to dress."' Warlike Mistress -- Don't you think, James, you would like to join. Lord Kitchener's army? Peaceful Footman--Thank you, mum, but I don't see as 'ow I'd be bettering myself. War's for them as likes it, which I never did. "Oh, Bobbie, Bobbie," said the aunt, reproachfully, "why is it you never remember to say "Thank you?"? "T expect it's "cause I don't get things given to me often "DISINFECTING CLOSETS, DRAINS, » SINKS, &¢ 5 NOTES OF SCIENCE The world's richest phosphate -- mine is on the Island of Curacao. A strong solution of alum and soap is excellent for polishing sil- ver. Twenty-one of every 1,000 mar- riages in Great Britain are between first cousins, There are 925 separate operations in-the manufacture of a watch that sells for a dollar.. An extensive deposit of esphalt of superior quality has been dis- covered in the Philippines. Rubbing with turpentims wi'! re- store the color to ivory knifé haxd- les that have turned yellow. According to a Freach physic: spinach is the "broom of the si ach," as it cleanses and that organ. Small amounts of borax, frequent- ly sprinkled on substances cn which flies breed, will kill their egos and young. Important deposits of potash have been discovered in Spain, and that nation may become an exporter of the product. Where the soil has permitted wells have been bored to' a depth of 60 feet with a new hand operated post- hole digger. The germ causing gangrene has been discovered by two surgeons in Paris, who have prepared a serum to counteract it, A new buttonless shirt for men is fastened by pulling a string that runs through eyelets in the neck- band and front and tieing a single knot. The weight of ore cars descending a mine in South Africa is used to produce power by pulling a cable wound around a drum that drives a dynamo. With a new camera lens of French invention for long-distance work, it is possible to get a picture of a man 600 yards away large enough to fill a plate. Chopped hair has been success- fully substituted for skin in skin- grafting by a French surgeon, due to the fact that hair cells can be transformed into ¢kin cells. An explosion engine with an axially revolving cylinder 'that con- stitutes \its own inlet and exhaust valves, reversing gear and water pump has been invented in Eng- land. A novel wrench that wiil hold a nut of almost any size is made of a single piece of steel, the handle be- ing split so that the jaws are sprung together as a strain is applied, In Persia there grows a weed, the seed pods of which have long horns that enter the nostrils of grazing animals and frequently kill them by preventing 'them from eating or drinking, 2A n purities eee ene She (pouting)--"Before we were married you often used to catch me in your arms,"? _He---"Yes, and now I catch you in my pockets.' yer ral Visitor--Is your husband in, Mrs. O'Brien? Mrs, O'Brien---Yes, sox! Visitor--I'd like to see him, Mrs. O'Brien--Ye can't, sor; he's in- enougn to practice," answered the young diplomat, ' for t'ree months. : her house at the disposal of the Belgian refugees received amongst her guests a woman whose husband, a Belgian soldier had been lost sight of since the beginning of the war. The lady suggested that a visit should be paid to the wounded gol- diers at Stobhill Hospital, Glas- gow. This was carried out a day or two ago. Great was the surprise and joy of the Belgian woman to find her husband amongst those un- der treatment. State Bakery, The Néw South Wales Govyern- ment has decided to suplement its enterprises by the creation of a state bakery at Sydney. The Gov- ernment will acquire a bakery and bake bread for its own institutions. It is expected that the Government will be able to deliver bread to the public institutions at 1 penny a- pound. It is not intended to supply the general public from the Govern- a faney for it, I will inquire into the mat- ment bakery. METALLI ie > lintel, ~ MANUFACTURERS | Cor. King and Dufferin Sts., Toronto Buy "Redcliffe" Corrugated Iron---It's British- Keep your money in the Empire. ROOFING C Get a vastly better article. made | 0 Some farme " m were forcign-ma haye com, ° 4 ritishan n 60 We je ar &, i le as the old Union J ightness and rust-resisting durability. Yo ' re foreign-made sheots, but we prefer ; . ue your order to-day. Our 30 year old reputation is ack itself. It, Fy gpendedle 'lL never regret buyin to handle British-made ; NOW absolutely dependable for eee 'fitting, We could soll and so should you. is your guaranteo of absolute square dealing. - Bladly help you with economical suggestions for any building you are going to put up. Tell us your Every Canadian worthy of the name wants to help Canada and the Empire in these strenuous times. One way you farmers can help, and help tremendously, is to buy Canadian and British-made goods. The Metallic Roofing Co., Limited, strongly invites your orders for Corrugated Lron on behalf of their famous "Redeliffe" brand--British-made through and through. Mined, smelted, rolled, gal- vanized and corrugated within the Empire and without an equal in the world for rust-resisting qualities and durability, We are selling it to-day direct to farmers at the following special cut prices: ORDER 28 Gaugo---$3:60 per 100 square feet ORDER NOW 26 Cauge---$3.80 per 100 square feet Freight prepaid to any Station In Old Ontario, Terms cash with order, Wo can also supply Corrugated Ridge Cap, cto. to fit our sheets. Use "Redolitfe' cor. f ,, ron ' ry ; eel. 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