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Nothln’ is too tle too high!". working Howard said, with a that had something r your worldly cynic by â€" worldliness in i moment _ after He looked fagged ald: but his face vou . like» y ghe me years of the thy &o there And, w« ve beenâ€"what do rolling for weeks. ind out what is who can help us. always, in fact, y! 1_ get ‘tips‘ my father, and s and ladies who y. 1 _ get ‘tips my father, and s and ladies | wh political drawing th r,. and her lips t awful of apâ€" rayer from the ul that refuses rd cares? be overâ€"perâ€" she said, smilâ€" sh! Here _ he u_ have spoilt «d disarranged his breast. "I have it put wearily e beenâ€" Stephen wants ther faggedâ€"" said _ Stafford. father _ rests vith the h med. holding nent or _ two usual expresâ€" n "We are asked, with : social plots being woven the greatest in‘t I hear whispered h re all over untry some rather hot not â€" Scotâ€" sadiy and of _ Simtâ€" him h Al 11 re would ust gone igly. and will be fell like mar he H said Hoâ€" f beâ€" Twice, eventh Ar IPD It must done." u will Staf same and still; with before asked to aERTUE mE PP im Py a crowd when something momentous is happening. He looked round and _ saw his father standing in the centre of _ a group of persons, men and women, who l1 seemed excited. â€" There was loud talking . _and . sudden and _ spasmodic movements as" fresh auditors _ to the restless group came up hurriedly and curiously k "What is the matter, Mr Grme?" askâ€" ed a girl with whom he was dancing As he spoke he saw _ Maude detach herseif from. the group and â€" approach thelfte 235 sc )t OAAA NCE 14o, Pilewahaf €NORT, "Staifordâ€"forgive me, Lady Blanche! but will you let him come to Sir Steâ€" phen.. He has just heard newsâ€"â€"* They followed her, an(t Sir Stepheu. seeing Etafford, held out is hand. The 5id man was flushed and his dark eyves Falconer looked at him fixedly andl curiously, then with a shake of _ his head moved away. Stafford smoked a' cigarette. and sauntered back to the | ballâ€"room. He. passed the group otl City men again, and caught a word or | two in the baron‘s gruff voice: "I want to know how we shtand! The plow will shmash him; but the rest of usâ€"us who are in de shwim. If de} natives have risenâ€"â€"" ke But Stafford paid little heedâ€"forgot | the words as soon as he had heard | them:; and went in search of his part: | ner. While he was dancing. he was ; aware of that pecultar stir, that futter and wave of excitement which agitates ford "Do you think he has heard? Looked rather glum, didn‘t he?" The baron shrugged his shoulders. "Don‘t know. He‘s a shtrange shentleâ€" man., He keeps himself to . himself doesh Mishter Shtafford." . "ers "Yes! Great crowd. Just come in: Father all right?" "Quite well, thanks," said Stafford rather surprised by the question. . At that moment a servant brought a foreign cablegram to Falconer. Falconer tore it open, glanced at it, and . went pule. w & P liee Noi 8c uce Stafford went on, and at one of the anterooms came upon Mr. Falconer. He we standing looking on at the dancing with a grim countenance, and seemed lost in thought; so much so that he was almost guilty of a start when Stafâ€" ford spoke to him. _ & h "They say that the peerage will be announced . toâ€"night." Stafford nodded. And Griffenberg, afâ€" ter a stare at Stafford‘s impassive face which evinced no flush of exultation, glanced at the others curiously, seemed about to add something, then checked himself and turned away, and as Stafâ€" ford went on, said in a low voice to Wirsch: â€" 6 i io ie 2 n m y "I‘llâ€"i‘ll speak to Maude, si said, trying to make his tone ch if not enthusiastic. Sir Stephen laid his hand upon ford‘s broad shoulder. ‘‘Thank you, my boy!" he said. are always good to me! Always! _Sounds as if you wanted to borrow lmoney. sir. Anything I can doâ€"â€""* _ Sir Stephen laughed. _ "No; I‘m not in want of money: but I‘m in want of a daughterâ€"inâ€"law, of ?randchfldren to sit upon my kneeâ€"â€"" le laughed ~gain, as if he were a little ashamed of the touch of sentiment. "Seriously, Staff, is there any reason for waiting? I know that the engageâ€" ment is a short one; butâ€"well, why should you and Maude not be happy? I can make arrangements," he went on, eagerly. ‘"There is Brae Wood. I‘ll make that over to youâ€"â€"" a Brae Wood again‘! Stafford‘s face grew set and impassive. ‘ â€"â€""Or there is that place I bought in Warwickshire. But, there! perhaps you and Maude would like to find a meace for yourselves. Very natural! Well, there‘s no difficulty!" Come, Staff. Why delay! ‘Gather ye roseâ€"buds while ye may,‘ you know! Why shouldn‘t the marriage take place directly the House rises and we leave London?" Stafford turned away so that his faâ€" ther might not see the sudden pallor of his face ‘"No, wh Griffenbe "Seriously, Staff! I‘m older than you think, andâ€"erâ€"â€" â€" Ah, well, we‘re all mortal! Do you think you could oblige me in a little matterâ€"â€""* He paused. Stafford looked at him with a half smile. "Sounds as if you wanted to borrow money, sir. Anything I can doâ€"â€"* Sir Stephen laughed. "No: I‘m not in want afmuamaws Inrk thirey, stett. _/ _ S lâ€" Sir Stephen laughed at the retort. Stafford laughed and looked at the handsome face affectionately and with the admiration and pride with which a son regards a goodâ€"looking father. ;‘Yel; I suppose you must be nearly lracl Cy ul Staffordâ€"do you am getting old ? Anything the ~matter t" he it is it?" said Stafford. rg smiled, but rather g Staff!" e was husky, there was .a n his eyes which almost made grow dim; then, with a swift his usual alert and sanguine r Stephen withdrew his hands n laughed, not illâ€"pleased * Staff! I‘m older than you râ€"â€" Ah, well, we‘re all you th{xjk you could oblige 1 find myself doing | the time!" out as he hurried with m the room. He was the guests began to th M ever remember that likes me to be ple come: and, myself doing asked Stafâ€" voice have sir," he heerful, nearly Staf Â¥ou God , An American clergyman was once holding a servic; nea;r an Indian village camp,. His belongings were scattered about in 3:1?1 "of the lodges, and when he was go ng out he asked the chief if it was â€" safe to \leave them there while he went to 't‘be village to hold â€" & service. \«‘Yes,"" the chief answored, "quite {ufe., There is not a white man within a hundred miles ‘~~ _ ' "German _ spies are â€" arrested | everywhere. Advertisements _ are : being ruthlessly pulled down by the | town officials on the ground that ‘they contain some subtle form of | German espionage. [ ‘â€"**YÂ¥et the soldiers with whom you hobnob are models of good humor ‘and kindliness. . Sometimes they |\ are the most * unmilitary of miliâ€" |taires, good,â€" honest, bourgeois, running to fat and a partiality for sleep alter meals. But the moment they hear of German barbarities they become inflamsd and pray for l. chance to avenge them.‘"‘ i Angell recited some of the ruâ€" mors current daily. "Your local paper tolls,"‘ he said, "quite seriously that the Russians have entered Berlin and that Potsâ€" dam Palace is in ruins. Then you get dark hints that whole French regiments are demoralized and that officers and men have been executâ€" ;ifiu_b;'svt;ores with a distinguished general thrown in. politics. The contrast between Engâ€" land and France as regards the sitâ€" vation is striking. "In France there is not a family that has not suffered privation, ruin, or loss of a member, mostly the breadwinnes. The checks of wealthy persons remain uncashed. Someone® goes to Paris with the intention of returning home the next day, and is swallowed up. A week passes, and nothing is heard of him. We are told that the train service is still excellent, which means that a four hours‘ journey is accomplished with luck in 16 or 20 hours." Not a word was said about the cableâ€" gram which had been delivered to him a few moments before his terribly sudâ€" den death; for it was felt by all that nothing should be allowed to hblur the glory of such a successful careerâ€"for the present, at any rate. There was no need for an inquest; the great physician who had been in attendance, quite vainâ€" 'Iy. was prepared to certify the cause ;nf death, and Stafford‘s feelings . were | spared thus far. Someone high in auâ€" thority suggested the idea of a public ‘funeml. through Howard, whom alone | Stafford saw. but Stafford declined the honor, and the first Baron Highcliffe was carried to his last rest as quietly as cireumstances would permit. _ . Norman Angell, the _ world‘s peace propagandist of London, has been here in Fravce, where he has been shut off from the outside world in a small village. Of his exâ€" periences he said : "Soldiers, soldiers everywhere. It was impossible to get away from them. I was living cheek by jow! with them,. occasionally sharing their food, sitting round the camp fires and discussing the war and The Press, and the men of the City, with whom the dead man had worked, kept silence about the catastrophe that had happened until after the funeral; then rumors arose, at first in whispers and then more loudly, and paragraphs hinting at something wrong with Lord Highcliffe‘s last great scheme and callâ€" ing for an inquiry. L es xOoRrMAyx ANGELL IN FRANCE. Telis of Mis Experience in Thi Soerelyâ€"Tried Country. ‘ The morning papers gave a full acâ€" count of the grand ball, the announceâ€" ment of Sir Stephen‘s peerage, and the sudden and tragic ending to a life which had been lived full in the public gaze, a life of struggle and success, which had been cut down at the very moment of extreme victory. They reâ€" cited the man‘s marvellous career, and held it up to the admiration and emulaâ€" tion of his fellow Englishmen.. They called him a pioneer, one who had added to the Empire, they hinted at a public funeralâ€"and they all discreetly asâ€" cribed his sudden death to the exciteâ€" ment of his last achievement telling upâ€" on a weak heart. Sir Stephen‘s precarâ€" ious condition had been known, they said, to his medical adviser, who had for some time past tried to persuade him to relinquish his arduous und‘ nerveâ€"racking occupations, and to take repose. * umss ts is E3 | They bore the dead man to his room, plain and siinple, even in that mansion of luxury; the guests departed, some of them flying as from a pestilence, some of them lingering with white and dazed faces and hushed whispers, and Stafâ€" ford was left alone with his dead; for he had shut the door even upon Howard, who paced up and down outside, not daring to force his sympathy upon his beloved friend. By a stroke, as of Heaven‘s lightning, the house of joy was turned into the house of mourning. _ There was a moment of awful susâ€" pense, thenâ€"the music sounded like a mockery in the. silenceâ€"all knew, though not a word had been spoken, that the great Sir Stephenâ€"pardon! the Right Homorable the Lord Highcliffeâ€" was dead. The next moment he threw up his arms and, with a gasp, fell forward. Stafford caught him as a cry of terror rose from the crowd which fell back as if suddenly awed by some dreadful presence; and forcing his way through it a famous doctor reached the father and son. "Staffordâ€"my boy!" he cried, in acâ€" cents of deav‘{r. 4 Stafford sprang to him. "Fatherâ€"1 am here!" hbe said, for Sir Stephen‘s gaze grew vacant as if he had been stricken blind. 226 electric light falling on h‘~ Rand~ some face; the embodiment .of success, He opened the telegram with the smile still on his lips, and read the thing ; then the crowd of staringâ€"shall it 't;e written. gaping?â€"persons saw _ the smile fade slowly, the flushed face grow paler, still paler, then livid. He looked up and round him as if he were searchâ€" ing for a face, and his eyes, full of anâ€" guish and terror, met Stafford‘s. WO ECD. ETTE TV But before Stafford, in his surprise, could take the cablegram. Sir Rtephen had got it. He stood with his head erect the electric light falling on h‘~ Handâ€" some face; the embodiment.of success, He opened the telarram urlth anas avapet t o a Camwensss, ATRmeCAne cone . Hue himâ€"when a servant came up g him with a cablegram on a silver salver. As he did so, Howard stepped â€" forward quickly. ‘‘Take it into the study!" he most sharply to the man; then ford he whispered: "Don‘t let it. It is bad news. Griffenberg tolg meâ€"quick! ‘Take it!" Stafford, with all a man‘s hatred ot fuss, and embarrassment in its preâ€" sence, drew nearer to his father. ‘ "Won‘t you come and sit downâ€"out of the crowd?" he added, in<a low voice. Sir Stephen nodded, and was moving awayâ€"they made a kind of, a lane for himâ€"when a «arva», 1 uqi" + S 00e T0f * x ol " Inf all he knew to force congratulation, rejoicing. into his voice. . on Sir Stephen nodded, and smiled; his lips were quivering. t e "Congratulations, $Sir stz!en!" . said & man, coming up. "I can the good news in~your face." ? ie is "Not Sir Stephenâ€"Lora Highcliffe! said another, correctingly, t Maude slid her arm in Stafford‘s ana Whemd kss CCC » " oog j 00 Ner arm in Stafford‘s, and stood, her lovely face flushed,â€" her eyes sparkling, as she looked rounmd . (To be continued.) Quite Safe. CHAPTER XXXIH news. IG}'!t‘Y'g:nf);;'g"il-;l just New > York city and paragraphs wrong with Lord scheme and callâ€" man; then to Stafâ€" and sit downâ€"out ded, in<a low voice. 1, and was moving kind of, a lane for him open at |. _ Lace contiaually cleaned ~with | gasoline or naphtba will turn yelâ€" | low quick}. \â€"Iron the button side of a waist on | a folded ‘bath towel,; buttons turnâ€" | ed downward.~It will prevent them ' from breaking. Tea is used for giving laces an antique tint; coffee for ecru. Use both in clean, strong solutions and rinse in clean water till the shads desired is reached. oys‘ Gold and silyer jewelry may. be washed in a cupful of warm water When serving hot bread or pasâ€" try of any kind use hot plates. The most delicious pastry can become soggy when served on cold plates. Paint can be removed from clothâ€" ing by saturating the . spois two or three times with equal parts of ammonia and turpentine then wash out in soap suds. i Squeaking shoes may sometimes be silenced by rubbing with oil. Be sure to boil soda in the coffee pot once a week. Cueumber Chutney â€" The cueumâ€" bers should be ripe, chopped very fine, put in a cloth and all the waâ€" terscueezed out. To a dozen large cver ~ers, peeled and seeds scrapâ€" ed out before chopping, allow â€" six large onions, six green and red peppers, some celery, all chopped to a pulp, salt, a little sugar and vinegar. _ Raisins, chopped very fine, may be added also. Lima Bean Salad.â€"Young lima beans cooked slowly twenty minâ€" utes in ‘boiling water. Drain. Dry in napkin. Season. Keep on ice until ready to serve in bowl lined with crisp lettuce. Sprinkle with one tablespoonful finely chopped mint; pour over dressing mixed of oneâ€"half teaspoon each salt and celâ€" ery seed, one saltspoon white pepâ€" pr, one teaspoon Worcestershire sauce, four tablespoons olive oil, one tablespoon vinegar added last. Corn Souffle.â€"Mads of leftâ€"over corn on the cob. Method : Scrape the kernels from the cob, season slightly with salt and pepper. To two cupfuls of corn add one cupful of milk and one egg well beaten. Mix thoroughly and bake in a pan of water in moderate oven until the souffle is set. To be eaten at once. Pan Baked Pears or Apples.â€" Method : Pare, hald and core the fruit, pack close together in a deep pudding dish, sifting sugar over each layer. Cover at first, then bake in open dish until tender and slightly browned. . This is good either hot or cold. Fresh Rolls.â€"Easy Method.â€"Inâ€" gredients for sponge : One and oneâ€" half cupfuls of sifted flour, one teaâ€" spoonful of ‘butter, oneâ€"half teaâ€" spoonful of salt, one teaspoonfual of sugar, one small cake of dissolved veast, one cupful of warm milk and water. Method: Rub the butter and salt into the flour, add sugar to dissolved veast, then add to liquid. Beat this into the flour, then cover and set aside about two hours or until light and full of bubbles. Now beat in one and oneâ€" half more cupfuls of sifted flour and beat hard. Cover and let raise unâ€" til double in bulk, then divide into greased roll or gem nans, filling twoâ€"thirds full. Let stand half an hour, then ‘bake. Hot Potato Salad with Bacon Dressing.â€"Ingredients : Three cupâ€" fuls of diced potatoes, one tableâ€" spoonful of diced onions, three slices of bacon, four tablespoonfuls of vinegar, one teaspoonful of suâ€" gar, salt and pepper to taste. Methodâ€"Cook onion and potatoes until tender, then drain. Cut baâ€" con into cuwbes, fry until a golden brown, then add vinegar and sugar. Season salad to taste, then pour the dressing over. Toss up well and serve hot. ter, salt and pepper to taste, milk as needed. Method: Use outer stalks of celery, reserving the hearts for table use. Skin and slice the onion, then place three first inâ€" gredients in a saucepan and cover well with water. Cook until very tender, then rub through a sieve or fruit press. Add butter and as much milk as will render soup a creamy consistency. _ Season _ to taste, then bring to boiling point. Mock Oyster Soup.â€"Ingredients : One Spanish onion, one eupful of diced celery, two cupfuls of diced potatoes, one tablespoonful of butâ€" Tricd Recipes. Minced Egg and Lettuee Sandâ€" wiches.â€"Mash hard boiled eggs with a little salt, paprika and a few drops of vinegar. Spread libâ€" erally on thin slices of bread and place a crisp lettuce leaf between. Bread may ‘be buttered, but to be economical butter can ‘be omitted. HOME ] Household Hints. Cover and let raise un in bulk, then divide int« l1 or gem nans, filling photograph of the fightâ€" ing king. ago «I_ had exn,'c’trly ~the _ same trowble. ~‘Ah,"" sreplied the: paâ€" tient gloomily, ‘"but you didn‘t First Maidâ€"â€"That rich young felâ€" Jer that‘s conrtin‘~>Missâ€" ~Ethel is awfal stingy.><a0;i~0;90 Seeond 5'11&)‘-»“%&1;& makes you tWinkâ€"sat =* 5/ 4‘1..st x Firot-fi%[?, 7: i»i;%;higl sa;‘ to her : ‘‘A penny for Â¥diur thoughts,"‘ and he & mf!fiofimn’,m ‘pd_',you. ‘Y‘Youflmua',‘bil"t;gifie. up hopa like this,"" said! thesloctor: -""CBee,r up and you will resover: Bome years ‘"‘The world loves a good fighter. The highbrows may argue out that the French nation is decadent morâ€" ally, physically and intellectually, but the manner io which the French are maintaining their glorious traâ€" ditions in war does not bear out the theory that the nation has reâ€" grogra.de‘d,hin‘ Gyility and in stamâ€" In@â€" ‘‘Even those socialists who are opposed to nationalism have not waited to be conscripted. They have joined tho colors voluntarily. Such men as Gustave Herve, the antiâ€"militarist, who is said to have spent eleven ysars of his life in priâ€" son because of his opposition to militarism, has shouldered a rifle. Statesmen, former Cabinet Minisâ€" ters, artists, financiers, leaders of fashion are fighting in the ranks, and they are fighting as Frgnchmen have fought from the dawn of his tory.. ‘ "In this war the French have rushed: to arms just as they always have when their country was invadâ€" ed these thousand years. ‘All classes of men have.joined the colors, from the peasantry to the ancient nobility ; from the day laborer â€"to the banker; from the cook to the â€"judge on the bench. ‘‘That French drummer boy who told Napoleon that he had never learned to beat the retreat, but that he could beat a charge that would wake the dead, was a typical French soldier. ‘"‘But what fighters they are! How these Frenchmen rush to arms when their beloved France is threatened! And _ what glorious fighters they are, especially on the offensive. "Their attitude toward our parâ€" ticular brand of religion has never suited, for it is an Angloâ€"Saxon trait to worship (God according to the dictates of our own consciences and to keep everybody else from doâ€" ing the same thing. We do not like }French politics, because the Freach do not seem to take their politics as seriously as we do. We sneer at French politeness, which we say reâ€" minds us of the manners of a head waiter. We quarrel with their adâ€" ministration of law, which seems trivial to us, forgetting how atroâ€" cious our legal procedure must apâ€" pear to any enlightened mation. We are horrified because the French are a shade franker but probably no more rotten in their social vices than we are. We are shocked because the French birth rate is said to be decreasing. We say the mation is decadent. Wordsâ€" worth said it in verse more than a century ago. He found the French decadent in everything. Rush to Arms When Beloved France Is Threatened. ‘‘For centuries it has been one of the characteristics of Angloâ€"Saxons to affect to despise the French as a nation. It has never been fashionâ€" able nor safe to despise a Frenchâ€" man to his face, but the British, the Americans, and the Germans have for generations affected to beâ€" lieve that the French people are deâ€" cadent,‘‘ says the Beaumont, Texas, Enterprise, Many housewives find it conveniâ€" ent as well as ‘healthful to substiâ€" tute a good brand of condensed milk for cooking purposes for use during the summer. In most cases it answers the purpose just as well as fresh milk, and is always more healthful than milk not perfectly fresh. Â¥ When cleaning in gasoline, set the container with material and gasoline in a tub of boiling water out of doorsâ€" and use white soap and a brush in the process, unless soap would take the color out. Curtains or stair linens to be washed should first be laid in cold water, then wrung from the cold water and placed in very hot water, in which a goodly allowance. of kerosine has been poured. Kerosene will do the work of any of the cleansers on the market and is much less expensive. It is excelâ€" lent for cleaning the tub and tiling in the bathroom and equally good for the oiled floors. M A lump of soda dissolved in a litâ€" tle hot water and added to the bluâ€" ing water on wash day prevents the bluing from settling in the clothes and makes them perfectly white. Kitchen utensils made of wood may be kept clean and white by rubbing with soap and lukewarm water to which is added a little common‘ soda "or housshold amâ€" moni4. 4 After emibroidered shects and pilâ€" low cases have become worn, the monogram may be cut out in & circle and used again by neatly featherâ€"stitching it on the new material. Lamib, if fresh ‘should be of a bright red color, with white fat. It should be used within three: days after killing. It is unwholesome if not thoroughly ‘cooked. f s Cabbage should neverâ€"be boiled longer than 30 minutes, for when the time i$ lengthened, the leaves lose their tender crispness and beâ€" come soft and dark colored. before t?,ing worn. They are much easier put on ; the damp makes the kid more pliable. ie e Place newâ€" gloves between the folds of=a damp towel for an hour with a teaspoonful. of amonia in it. Dry with softcloth and polish with chamois leather. x the THE FIGHTING FREXCH. TORONTO A Mean Offer, * 2 Pound it 12It LhE ARElinery. and 5 Pound , It‘s worth while to insist on Sealed Cartons | the Original Packages. 56 CANADA SUGAR REFINING CO, LIMITED, â€" .~=~»â€" MONTREAL English plum pudding never saw the day when it was worth the eatâ€" We do not want to seem to deâ€" grade a high theme; but English plum pudding holds the key to the mystery. As we contemplate this wonder of an Empire which is an Empire of the spirit, an Empire whose philosophy of politics is all wrong, but for which the costliest things within the gift of man are poured out without stint, we are moved to wonder whether this is a prophecy of the future. Will the States of the coming days make more of the spirit and less of the machine?! Will they reck less of constitutions and bills of rights and fabrics of govâ€" ernment and more of the invisible things which touch the soul ? of strife to go to her aid. She has the wisdom to train and guide the swarthy children of alien races, and even the foes of yesteryear, that they put their living bodies between England and England‘s enemies. < She has a fearfully mudâ€" dled theory of government, but her practice of government lays hold on the deepest things in the soul of man. " The fact cannot be gainsaid that England, who does not begin to be as Jogical as Germany or as sysâ€" tematic as France in matters of governmen‘t, has nevertheless the knack of making men step out of their own free will to die in her deâ€" fence. She has the gift of keeping alive, across tumbling seas, round half a world, the undyinag bond that unites the heart to home. She has shown herself indifferent to the posâ€" session of taxing power over her coloniesâ€"but what matters it These: colonies willingly tax themâ€" selves to send her warships and their sons seize their rifles in time Extra Granulated Sugar All of which is preliminary to the observation that there is not at the present moment any more effective institution in the whole world of political fabrics than the British Empire. Whatever its machinery lacks appears to be supplied by its spirit. The defects of its body are made up for by the unity of its soul. This fearful and wonderful fab ric has no central body. There is no ‘"Bundesrath‘‘ _ or _ Imperial) Council. No collective action of its units is mossible. The relation to them of the Mother Country is illogical, illâ€"defined. To the foreignâ€" er accustomed to the federation of the American States or of the units of the German Empire the Governâ€" ment looks planless and ineffective. If ever there was an instance of ‘‘muddling along‘‘ through decades and even centuries, taking things for granted, avoiding issues, exâ€" temporizing expedients, and workâ€" ing always for the object immediateâ€" ly in view, with scant reference to any principle of outward consistâ€" ency, it is supplied by the history of the making of the British Emâ€" pire. This is a strange gathering together of Crown Colonies, Doâ€" minions, Protectorates, a Commonâ€" wealth, Dependenciesâ€"and India. India is directly ruled by the Crown. Jersey, Guernsey, and the Isle of Man are governed under their own laws, but certain ofâ€" ficials are appointed by the Crown. Canada and Australia are bot! selfâ€"governing, but the Senators in Canada are appointed by the Govâ€" ernorâ€"General, while those of Ausâ€" tralia are elected. There is a Secâ€" retary of State for India in the King‘s cabinet. And all gradation: of selfâ€"government may be foun« in the more than ninety units of th British Empire. Whenever Germany and France, with their highly centralized and logically wrought out Governments, have contemplated _ the _ fabric known as the British Empire they have smiled smiles of disdain. 5 An Editorial in the St. Louis Republic. ' g mmma.mmmmmxmm« 10 Pound, 20 Pound, 50 Pound and 100 Pound Cloth Bags, AN IMPERIAL MYSTERY is put up at the Refinery i E. W. GILLETT comrany LIMITED winnirEc TORONTO, ONT. . montreai g MAGIC BAKING PoOWDER contains no alum ALUM _ ISs sometimes rererreo to as suiâ€" PHATE Oof aLumina or sopic aALluminic SULPHATE. THE PuBL‘C sH0ULD NOT BE MISLED BY THESE TECHNICAL Nanure PAtpcA., Canada‘s finest sugar, pure and clean as when it left the Refinery. . w1'lel‘l you buy M Extra Granulated Sugar in any of these ofigin..l packggeg you are sure of getting the genuine DL L0 L000 s C Ime UUM® °_ SuMER THE lNOlEDll.Jâ€"' ARE PLAINLY PARINTED on THE LasEL. it 16 THE oniy WELL â€" KNown MEDIUMâ€" PRICED BAKinNG POWDER MapE 1N CcaANadaA THaAT DoEs not conTtain A LV M â€" A N D WHICH nas AlLL THE INGREDIENTs PLAIN L Y sTaTtebD on THE LABEL. Foa THE PROTECTion @© bhas men ap as an sacus ul READ THE LCABEL ‘‘Mother," said a threeâ€"yearâ€"old zirl, "I don‘t think you know much about> bringing up children, do you?‘ ‘‘What makes you think that, dear?‘ "Because you always send me to bed when I‘m not a bit «leepy, and make me get up when I ing. 1t is soggy ; it is greasy ; it is flavorless ; it tastes like the roller composition, compact of glue and molasses, which every country prinâ€" ter knows. It is unworthy "of the good fruit spoiled in its making, and the good spirit burned beneath it when it is brought to the Christâ€" mas board. Jt will not compare with the dark suet pudding of Misâ€" souri. Yet English plum pudding is eaten on Christmas not only from Land‘s End to John 0‘ Groat‘s House, but in Manitoba, in Kharâ€" toum, in the sides of the Himalayâ€" as, under the orange groves of New Zealand. where December is June, and in the blistering humidâ€" ity of the Straits Settlements. Why ? We cannot tell. But eaten it is, And English hearts, from Lonâ€" don to Melbourne and back again answer to the strains of "God rest you, merry gentlemen,"‘ and Engâ€" lish eyes grow dim with happy tears. The British Empire is unscienâ€" tific. It is unreasonable. But it is mighty, with the greatness of the soul. HNICAL NAaMES A Three Year Old THE conâ€"