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it4 WVA Oak, known as bog oak, is found buried in Jrish peat bogs, and is perâ€" fectly blacx, intehsely hard, and very This timber lies in the bed of an ancient river now being worked for gold, and the timber is oak. Now, oak has the peculiar property of lagting for centuries when buried in water or wet sand. Oak piles have been taken out from under old wooden bridges eonstructed by the Romans, and found as sound as when they were put there, nearlyâ€" two thousand years ago. Men employed in driving a new galâ€" lery in a gold mine at Charlotte Plains, in Victoria, Australia, have made a most astonishing discovery. At a «epth of three hundred feet below ground they have come upon pieces of timber perfectly preserved, which have every appearance of having been sawn and shaped by the hand of man. With hands that trembled Charley took the key from under the writingâ€" pad, where he had hidden it, and There was no time to lose. He uiz-{ ed his hat, and hurried out into the, London streets. Soon he had reached | Carnley Gardens; the Wrexhams lived in the first house, and he entered bold-‘ x Crossing the hall, he opened the rary door and walked unhcsitatinz-] ty into the room. | The mom{-box was in the top| drawer of the dean‘s writing table.| _Of course, he was only going to borrow it; he couldn‘t rob Violet‘s father! y l2 skes* DOrgiars, and he would him, sponging his forehead with cold be able to settle Martyn‘s account.| water. _ It was the form of Violet Then he would save up hard, never Wrexham; and a feeling of great hapâ€" resting until he had repaid every penâ€"| piness filled Charley‘s heart as he met ny of the borrowed money. |§er eyes. Of course, he was only going to Yes, he could look her in the face borrow it; he couldn‘t rob Violet‘s without shame, because he had deâ€" father! ,finitely renounced his temptation beâ€" There was no time to lose. He seizâ€" fore that man had knocked him down. ed his hat, and hurried out into the| This was the thought which comforted London streets. Soon he had reached | him in these first moments of returnâ€" Carelex Gardens; the Wrexhams lived ‘ing consciousness. | hus she L s ud e k PP ady B & . C epmipamprmiepndity sittininle B ib tusniath? Drstcaidaics ind Ti . He could take the moneyâ€"box, leave nosé. the key on the mantelpiecd, throw the| He awoke t pantry window wide open, and then the floor of t slip out of the front door again with distinct outlin the money. Nobody would dream of above him. T suspecting him; the open window | of these figur would suggest burglars, and he would him, sponging be able to settle Martyn‘s account. water. It w The possibilities ° of the position stood out in his mind with horrible clearness If he went back to the Wrexham‘s house now, he could let himself in without anyone beinf the wiser. He knew the habits of the family, he knew the house quite well. A pulse in his temples began to throb; his brain moved rapidly. The dean‘s moneyâ€"box containes practicalâ€" ly the very sum he neededâ€"and he hg‘Violet's_.lgtqhkey! 4000 ITB IU A sudden thought came to ('harley.,laugh. Then He thrust one hand into his pocket,| what was ha and drew out something which he leaped forwa laid on the table before him. It was viceâ€"like frip‘ Violet Wrexham‘s latchkey; he had" Struggling forgotten to leave it, as arranged, on swayed acros theA mantelpiece of the library. | No word w cause he had helped Dean Wrexham to count the money.*Then,®while the dean and Violet remained behind to settle a number of details, he had taken the money in a little cashâ€"box to the dean‘s house. Violet had lent him her latchkey, because only the cook had been left at home, and she :'?I‘ too deaf to hear the front-doox'I Cll. ominndiaprmeiet Bhreiiinkanitin dabite uid <â€">.>, l0 â€"2 d + 2 "Fifty pounds twelve shillings and were on the moneyâ€"box; but soon they. sixpence‘" _ The figures seemed to filew to Charley‘s face. | pass continually before his eyes; there‘ "Why, you‘re the bloke I follered was something vaguelyâ€"familiar about, here from the bazaar," he caid. "You| the amount. ‘ad the money on ’{lou then, and 1 Then he remembered. watched you leave this house ‘arf an: The profits of the bazaar had amâ€" hour since. Wot ‘ave you come back‘ ounted to fifty pounds and ten shilâ€" for? Are you after the dibs uwe}l‘!l lings proriseYyâ€"almost the exact Did you leave the pantry window open amount of his debt. He knew this, beâ€"\as a blind?" He paused uncertainly; cause he Ea-l helped Bsan Wrexham‘then added in a lower tone. "If so‘! tn ennnt tha mnuamaw t uds aore s en El 1 7 His mind went back over the eventsyI then stc of the day. He remembered how A m handsome Violet had looked at the thrown bazaar; how once or twice he had his feet caught her eye, and the message of He fo love which he thought he read in her who wo glance. It maddened him to think clothes. that Dick Tearl might cut him out, men eye after all, if he did not pay this the stra wretched account. and mai Charley felt he had played into Dick‘s hands by opening an account with Martyns‘. His one thought now was to raise the necessary money, close his account, and so prevent Dick from being able to set Violet Wrexâ€" ham against him. In the first place, he felt sure that Dick Tearl would tell Violet; for Dick wa$ a clerk in Martyns‘ office. He was also a distant relation of the Wrexhams, and, most important of all, he was keen on Violet. Yet, if he failed to pnr, the conseâ€" quences would undoubtedly be serious. He had guessed as much! His gamble in Aro Tin shares had turned out badly, with the result that he owed this money, and had no means of meeting his Wabilities. He drew the envelope from his pocket and opened it with a slight shudder. He was looking at a stateâ€" ment of account from Meslr.%.rtyn & Co., stockbrokers, which showed a balance of £50 12s. 6d., due to them on ‘the‘ following day. C Thchmrhdbeenamme- cess. It had brought in a Mtg gund- for Dean Wrexham‘s Chure storation Fund. Charley Drake had done his best to hel? the dean all day, and, of course, Violet Wrexham, the dean‘s daughter, had been there as well. But now the function was over, and Charley, sitâ€" ting in his own rooms, remembered the letter which Dick Tearl had given him after tea. J The Dean‘s Moneyâ€"Box rtle A Bottle of Bovril in the kitchen will cut down butcher‘s bills. It enormously inâ€" creases the nourishing value of foodâ€"in fact, its bodyâ€" building powers have been proved ten to twenty times the amount taken. It must be Bovril. ooking at a stateâ€"| He shuddered and sank down into a m Messr.«*.rtyn‘('hflif, his head between his> hands. , which showed a He felt it was wicked madness ever 6d., due to them ) to have cmtem!hted such an act. He y. | raised his head; the moaneyâ€"box was as much: _ His close before him. He contemplated it shares had turned with haggard exes. To break it open esult that he owed and go off with the notes would be d no means of, easy enough. s. Should he do it? \ o paly, the conseâ€"| The thought of Violet Wrexham ibtedly be serious.| rose in his heart, and |we[;t away all he felt sure that other feelings. A wave o passionate 1 Violet; for Dick shame and remorse overwhelmed him. tyns‘ office. He He bowed his head, and hot tears of relation of the shame seemed to be burning his eyes. >st important of| No, he would not, he could not take Violet. | the money! 7 | had _ played intor‘ With a sudden start, he sat up, Timber Mines A Tale of Temptation Resisted. 'valuable. At present there is an abâ€" solute famine in seasoned oak wood, | but it we could suppress Bolshevism Iand open up Russia to trade, that | famine would soon be ended. Just beâ€" fore the war it was discovered that | the bed of the River Moksha, for a length of over four hundred miles, is | simply full of magnificent old oak | tree« bedded in shnd. The river is shallow and broad, and the oak can easily be raisoed. As a matter of fact, a company was being formed to work these wonderful deâ€" posits when war intervened. Smaller deposits are found in Engâ€" land. _ There is a pool in the River Dart, known from time immemorial as Oak Pool, in the bottom of which are masses of fine old oak. The strange thing is that there are no oak trees growing near the spot at present. 1 _ He had held out against the burglar just long enough to prevent the felâ€" low‘s escape. The dean and Violet |laugh. Then, before Charley realized| | what was hapJ)ening, the fellow had| leaped forward and caught him in a viceâ€"like grip. # |_Struggling desperately, the couple swayed across the room. , | No word was spoken between them.‘ |___Only their panting broke the silence.f , With clenched teeth, Charley foughtl to hold his own, but his opponent | scemed as strong as an ox, and by| | degrees the young man began to renl-' ize that he was hopelessly outmatched. Suddenly a great hand crept to his| throat; {e felt himself swaying backâ€" , wardâ€"backward. Then there came a crash. Somethin‘f struck him on the back of the head, and conscioumness| left Chraley Drake in a sea of darkâ€" He was soon well enough to scramble on to his feet, and, with the assistance of the dean and Violet, he reached the drawihg room, where they placed him on a sofa. Then they exâ€" plained. _ He awoke to find himself lying on the floor of the library with the inâ€" distinct outlines of figures moving above him. Then he realized that one of these figures was kneeling beside "You‘ll not touch a penny of the dean‘s money while I‘m here," he said. it was a darned good idea, an‘ I‘m ready to go ‘alves with you, provided you give me a clear run out of this. Is it a bargain?" Charley placed himself between the moneyâ€"box and the thief. I 12y 2_"® ACHUCT SLETL Ne sat up, listening. Someone was crossing the hall with a curiously light step. Porâ€" haps the cook had come upstairs; it did not sound like a person with outâ€" ‘door boots on. He composed his feaâ€" | tures as the footfalls drew nearer, and the‘n stopped oufside thg library door. He found himself facing a big man, who wore a greasy cap and shabby clothes. For a few moments the two men eyed one another in silence. Then the stranger closed the door softly, and made a step forward. His eyes were on the moneyâ€"box; but soon they flew to Charley‘s face. ‘ A moment later ..El.‘e...,‘.’;‘.); ..;:;’. thrown open, and Charley jumped to Tor o ow ' hn sn e i o W Wsinint? s Ih shci t c t css â€" N _ _ He told himself that he was merely borrowing this money. But was he? | Could he ever face Violet again, exen if he did repay the "loan," wi\thout telling her the truth ? & 6 ies ase mt Bs ds rul tds t ds id c i i d The big man gave a contemptuous Ll% mu _ & & L1 E ® Up to this point the excitement of the venture had kept his mind conâ€" centrated upon the object of his quest. But now, when the money lay actually under his hand, a curious reaction sei'z'ed him. What was he doing? _ thrust it into the lock. In another moment he had extracted the box, and laid it on the table. mmenoim If so, ‘“e] "No, Vi, thank Heaven I couldn‘t! | When it came to the point, I found I t UP» couldn‘t, arÂ¥ in another couple of minâ€" # _ the utes I should have been out of the l?“." house without the money. Then that S; it man appeared, and you know the rest. °"t'; But I felt you must know the truth. f feaâ€"‘I should never have been happy until 3"4 / T‘d told you. And now you know, will door. | youâ€"can youâ€"bring yourself to have , WaS, anything more to do with me, or must ‘d to/ I go out of your life?" | "No, Charley, please tÂ¥m’t do that!": man:| "Oh, Vi, then you do dare for me a Abby jittle bit! Listen, dear! I‘m never T;‘:: ig’cl)ling to gamble again. I promise that.! ftiv.! make a clean breast of it to my LUY» father, and ask him to help me ©~°®/ through this once. Then, dear, if t theyi go straight and get on, will youâ€"is there a chance for me? Or do you &r:flreglly love Dick Tearl?" | Minard‘s Liniment for sale every where. My companion explained the custom of cormorant fishing, which is an ancient Soochow industry. The birds are tied by stout ropes and perch on sticks parailel to the sides of the boat. They are kept very hungry so that they will fish, and the men can steal the catch from their mouths. "Three," answered one of the men. "Later, more," he said. "The sun not yet fails down the hill of keaven. Wait till the fish see not the shadow of the black birds." . "How many?" called a voice from the shore. In my Chinese Days Miss Gulielma 14 ’ F. Alsop describes a remarkable river | industry that she saw while visiting a friend in Soochow. We were rowing on the river at the time, she says, and I ha as we turned a bend we saw a long, | from narrow boat swinging at midstream, | as fro in which two men stood motionless | inches and silent. At first glance, it looked | eighte as if the boat were not floating on the | height water, but as if it were held just above | box fo the surface by a flock of strong black | just la birds as large as eagles. Fascinated, | order | 1 watched the birds. They screamed | cleane, and fluttered their sooty black wings. | were Suddenly a number plunged into the | making water. _ I saw themâ€" struggling and | carefy) flapping; then the men pulled them!blankei up by stout strings, caught them under to cove their arms, and jerked the fish from ' did aw; their mouths. I saw a gleam of silver ; there : as they tossed the fish into a basket. ' scratch The commotion among the birds sub-’ Wher sided and they settled down in h°”‘ficreep 1 zontal rows, making dark patches on ‘ stairs | the water. ESSE deep, And the wee baby stars are all folded and kissed In a luminous cradle of silver mist, And if ever they waken the winds cry, whist, § Sleep, little baby, sleep, sleep, sleep. â€"Wilfred Campbell. they blow Round the air cradle that swings so low Down in the lap of the mother night. Sleep, little baby, sleep, sleep, sleep, Red is the moon in the night‘s still bright, Flutter their silver wings and crow To the watchful winds that kiss as sings Sleep, little baby, sleep, sleep, sleep. Soft in the lay of the mother night The wee baby stars, all glowing and deep, White are the stars with their silver wings 4 Folded in dreaming of beautiful things, And over their cradle the night wind really love Dick Tearl?" Tears and laughter were mingled in Violet‘s tone as she answered. "Don‘t be silly, Charley," she said. "I certainly don‘t love Dick. Iâ€"â€"" But Charley had taken her in his arms. Sleep, little baby, sleep, sleep, sleep, Red is the moon in the night‘s still 'I still had your latchkey, so I came | back here to steal that money, Violet." | _ He broke off and looked her straight in the eyes. Her face vas very white. that!" kiet" o mull o. t tniifintcinadtiiciatr dad e diisdr it Bhi s 424 "And you were sâ€"stealing w}ien that manâ€"" She looked at him incredulâ€" ously. "Oh, Charley, you couldn‘t do | _ "liot deservedâ€"what do you mean,| Charley," she asked. "You stond up | to that big man so pluckily, and it is all through ‘you that the bazaar money was not stolen. Surcly you deserve every word of father‘s praise." | He shook Â¥ris head obstinately. | "You don‘t understand. Listen!" he said. "I brought the money back here from the bazaar. Then I went on to my own rooms. ~When I got there I opened a letter from Martyn & Co., where Dick Tearl works, and found L owed them about fifty pounds. I‘ve‘ been speculating Violet, and I‘ve lost,: and I have not the money to pay with. Well, I remembered that the bazaar money came to about fifty pounds, and The giri iooked at him from s.artled eyes. / _ ©eld, PRMM FIURI D.USHCC, "Your father has said a lot bf kind things about me this evening," ne beâ€" gan huskily; "but I do not deserve them!" Then it was that Charley drew his chair a shade nearer the sofa where Violet sat. "I want to tell you something," he said. And Vioist blushed. % Charley Drake stayed to dine with the Wrexhams that evening, and after dinner the three of them returned to the drawing room: But the dern soon betrayed signs of drowsiness. He was not accustemed to wrestling with burglars, and before very long he fell asleep in the depths of his favorite armchair. e tvcaui c zit Cgs t CP vsint Reatrtnna AJ EBCE BHC dean, who had been an athlete in his day, aided by the chauffeur, who left his car in answer toâ€"Violet‘s scream, succeeded in securing the ruffian. Dean Wrexham was very complimentâ€" ary to Charley about his conduct, and Viorldet's eyes were more eloguent than words. were enteringâ€"the house as the emerged from "the library, an« TORONTO Harvest Slumber Song. The Fishing Birds. | _ When baby was« old enough to | creep I could go down cellar or upâ€" | stairs without fear of his attempting ’ to follow me, for I dropped him in the play box for safe keeping. With baby in his box I could go to the chicken! coop or garden without worrying lest| he climb and fall, or burn himself on | the stove. He never pulled off a tableâ€"‘ cloth or tipped over a pail of boiling | water; he never pulled the cat‘s tail in my absence and found how sharp | are her claws, and when company came I could drop him in his play box‘ and sit down to visit for a few minâ€"| utes without constant anxiety, : The only objection to the play box: is that some mothers make it a place of punishment. "Now don‘t touch thatâ€" or I‘ll put you in your box," should. never be the matornal attitude. Have: height, that was converted into a play box for Baby. A soft pad was made just large enough to fit the bottom in order that it could be taken out and cleaned easily. Pieces of an old quilt were tacked over the upper edges, making them soft, and the inside was carefully lined with an old flanneli blanket, the edges being brought down to cover the padding at the top. This did away with danger from slivers and there were no tacks at the top to scratch a little hand or chin. I have never had as much real good from any other article in my home as from the plain grocery box forty inches long by twentyâ€"five wide, and eighteen inches or a little more in ‘ of all ages maintain their growth. ) We can‘t stop watching them with the | second summer nor avith the sixteenth. ‘; In fact, I wonder if we ever can conâ€" . scientiously stop keeping an eye on . them, even after they cast their first )‘ vote. So if Johnnie or Mary are to be | kept up to the mark, we must weigh | them every month or so, and measure | them at least twice a year. Measurâ€" | ing everyone every birthday is not . only an exciting event, it is instrucâ€" | tive as well, as it gives us an idea | as to which ones are keeping up. | _ _Common sense and judgment must | be used in making our deductions‘ | from these weighing and meuuringl’ , tests. We all know there are children | who seem undersized, but are perfect-’ | ly well, while often the large boy or| girl who grows "by leaps and bounds"1 |\ is really the one who needs medical attention. _ Too rapid growth is as! harmful as too slow. If tke undersized | child seems perfectly we‘l, sleeps well, _eats well, is not nervous or whining, is not troubled with adenoids or any _of the other ailments which afflict so many children, there is no reason to be alarmed if he does remain underâ€" sized. But if he is fretful or €ross, tires easily, sleeps badly, is captious about his food and all out of sorts, consult a doctor. The following table of weights and measures will give the relative size for both boys and girls from two . years old to fourteen: I BOYS. § Age. Height. Weight. 5] Years, Inches. Lbs. i 10 11 12 13 14 s< The increasing attention being 1 called to infant mortality and the 1 observance of baby days in some vilâ€" t lagés has impressed most cf us | mothers with the importance of knowâ€" ; ing baby‘s weight. We have learned ; that if baby stops growing for a fow | weeks, something is radically wrong | and we must see the doctor at once,! even though no other symptom has so far manifested itself. Some 0o" us have scales and keep a record of | baby‘s growth, registering her quarter; pound or half pound perhaps, with‘ , great pride. I | But do we keep track of the older \ children? Do we realize that they should be steadily growing, too, in height and weight? And that if they | stop increasing in weight it is just | as bad as for baby? Most of us, I‘m afraid, pay little attenticr to the children after they get safely through that "second summer." Which same 10 11 12 13 14 "se the same care in feeding. Steady growth is the law for all young animals, and if we do our whole duty we will see to it that the children summer, by the way; wouldn‘t be a bit worse than the first if we would use the same cara in Faadin» Baby‘s Play Much Does Mary Weigh? (@omapnk‘ 33.8 37 39.3 41.6 43.75 45.75 47.15 49.7 51.7 53.3 55.1 57.2 59.9 GIRLS. 82.9 36.3 59.9 45.5 47.6 49.4 51.4 53.4 55.9 41-3. Pphavre \ Weight. Lbs. 30.3 85 38 41 45.1 49 53.8 59 65.2 70 76.15 98.2 33 86A 89.6 43.2 47.3 51.6 57 62.2 68.7 78.2 94.5 _ This is the age of the child, but parents should also be conserved. They are necessary. Father and mother should also watch the scalesâ€" not to gain half a pound a month, but to see that they do not gain it. Too much coffee, too much meat, too: much sweets;, and not enough of colru‘ foods (roughage), vegetables and fruits supplemented with a certain amount of worry and no exercise, spell discomfort, increased blood pressure, irritability and pessimism. A woman of forty, medium height (5 feet 4 inches), should weigh about Parker‘s Will Do It | The hunky, and the darkâ€"skinned race, | and the mysterious Chink, The Polock and illiterate man, are | capable you think. What tho‘ they cannot write their names, and fail to understand The urgent needs, the loyal pride, in this our lovely land! But when it comes to women, you‘ strike a different note, You must stand by and patient try» to teach her how to vote. So tell it o‘er a hundred times!â€"she might be at a loss, Poor simple creatureâ€"why, and how, and where to make a cross! Oh, she might shine preâ€"eminent long ‘ years agoneâ€"to come; A solid power behind cruel war, a torch in every home. In cities‘ strife, in farm and field, and by the bed of painâ€" Yet you would use her, if you could, for your own grasping gain; "Tis true you love her, and admire, and even laud ‘her deeds, And ho!ld her precious, for she fills all of your endless needs. Yet slow, but sure, she‘ll find the cure â€"for every ill of note Will be redeemed when women start to teach you how to vote! "_ When washing gingham, as well as ‘/ other colored fabrics, it is just as well . to take for granted that it is apt to f fade. To forestall! this the colors may y be set by first rinsing the garments , in a pail of cold water in which salt , has been dissolvedâ€"one tablespoonful § of salt to a gallo. of water. After , wringing out in the salt water, put ; the articles into a tub of clear, warm , water to which a little soapsuds has been added. Wash rapidly so that: l the dye in the material will not have a | chance to be affected by the alkali in â€" the soapsuds. Be sure that the water is not too hot, for that will dul. the â€"colors considerably. Rinse twice in / clear water to which more salt has been added, and then starch wrong | side out in the usual way unless the | material is particularly dark. | _ Hang in the shade to dry, and when tzking down from the line do not dampen zlong with the other clothes, as colored fabrics should not tie damp ‘ more than two hours before they are | ironed. When ironing, guard against | an overheated iron, just as against the | hot water, and whenever there are #everal thicknesses of material, as in belts, put cheesecloth between the iron fand gingham to prevent that shiny look that is often the result of careâ€" less ironing. Gingham is such a popular fabric now that it is well to know the best method of washing it so it will reâ€" tain its beauty of tolor all during its days of usefulness. o 3 Parker‘s Dye Works Cleaners and Dyers, 791 Yonge St. ( he is put in the box and he will soon come to recognize it as a real pleasure palace and never as a prison. . some new toy, if possiblI. If not, loan baby the=coveted eggâ€"beater, a set of little cake tins, or a ball of yarn when Advice upon Cleaning or Dyeing any arâ€" ticle will be promptly given upon request. Parcels may be sent Post or Iéxpress We pay Carriage one way on all orders. Cleaning or Dyeing Teach Wemen How to Vote. The Needs of Parents. ow To Wash Ginghams. «+ By cleaning or dyeingâ€"restore any articles to their former appearance and return them to you, good as new. Send anything from household draperâ€" ies down to the finest of delicate fabrics. 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Do you s pect a fellow to talk about his heroi=» | when he gets a decoration for «on | what lots of other fellows did w»« weren‘t lucky enough to be now~ and then finds the bravost thin: ever did, or ever expects to do, : lightly or ignored ailtogethe: t least, I was a hero once. Before s | were ordered abroad, I was invite| to | luncheon by my colonel‘s dau: lNow. you know I am a count» from an inland province. It wa« | first Juncheon I‘d ever attende I | the first time I‘d ever been serve| lonun. I hate shellfish; and wh â€" 1 | saw those stx soft, slimy, slithers rors set before me I nearly (ni; ’Bllt 1 didn‘t know whether ans . _much was to follow or uot; sn‘ ! couldn‘t decline a main dish und~: eye of my hostess,. I shuddere disgust. 1 wasn‘t sure they wou down; 1 feared they might con Butâ€"I ate those oysters, all six ] smiled as I ate them! She told me =~ two years afterwards, when 1 con!o=> ed. _ Now, I call that true hero R But it wasn‘t what I got the cross (0r * "Maybe," said the saucy youns in her teen, "it‘s that you‘re go get the girl for." "No," sighed the unappreciated "she agrees with the rest of yo Gen. Mangin. She only laughs . real clajim to glory!" liunger is sure to eame to thost who sit down and wail "I think it‘s simply silly," declared an irate cousin in her teens,. "What‘s the use of ducking and dodging. and pretending you‘re not a hero, when you know perfectly well you are?" He had come back with the cr« guerre, but he would not taik how he won it. Of course his 1 and friends knew the formal cit but they wanted him to tell the: details, and he modestly and p tently evaded them. "Geneva has set aside as a sit the permanent home of the leas: nations a beautiful wooded park dering on the lake, some five ; from the centre of the city. n the park tower the snowclad Mountains. While there are man; lages in the vicinity of the park w are suitable for offices and fer « ters of the delegates and their s tarial staffs, the capitol buildin self must be built." "There is no more beautiful pi of Christian charity than the seo this city when, on August 30, merchants of Lyons brought ne~ the massacre of the Huguenots 0o: Bartholomew‘s Day. _ Pastors dispatched to the frontiers to : the fugitives, who were reported t on their way to this asylum, and venerable Theodore de Beze, who succegded Calvin as the spiritual | of the council, directed the w population to fast and pray fo, sufferers. A True Patriot. "One of the most picturesqu ures in the history of Geneva d this period was Francis de Bon: who, when his victorious f: rushed into his dungeon at C erying ‘Bonivard, you are freed sponded with the query, ‘And Gen Upon being assured that his cit; also saved, he went home rejoi« "Rousseau, of whom Napoleon sai< ‘Without him France would not have had her revolution,‘ and the patriot Bonivard, whose trials Byron immo talized as the Prisoner of Chilio» were Genevans,. _ And John Caivin, ‘who found Geneva a bear garden anq left it a docile school of piety, was virtual dictator here for a quarter of a century. "The city enjoys the distinction o being the birthplace of the Interna tional Red Cross, but also has som« dark chapters in its pastâ€"the y» ligious excesses of the Reformation when the persecuted became the p» secutors. "Although its recorded history joor back beyond the C(lyhuan era, to the time when Julius Cmsar, in his co» mentaries on his first expedition in Gaul, mentions it as a stronghold of the Allobroges, its growth has heep phenomenal only in its leisurelinoss Toâ€"day, after twenty centuries, it has a population of only one hundred ang thirty thousand. _ *"SBeated serenely on both banks of the River Rhone where it leaves the limpid waters of Lake Geneva as & placid â€" stream, in contrast to (», muddy turbulence of its ingress ,; the other end of the lake, Gene\. is not the metropolis of the miniature republic of Switzerland, for Zuro», surpasses it in population by 50 pof cent. and Berne is the capital: Byt it is doubtful whether before tha world war anyâ€"other city of its size was visited annually by as many tourists, for it was the main gat« \ into the world famous ‘playgroun| of Europe.‘ Geneva, to be the capital of th, league of nations, is described hy Ralph A. Graves as follows: Twenty Centuries Old, This Beautity] City Mas Witnessed Memorabis THE HOME OF PERPETUAL PEACE GENEVA ATTRACTED TOURisTs BEFORE THE WAR. Scenesâ€"Birthplace of Red Cros; wl n d n A Hero. at 1x de m« off aAr ne on M th t D Address ail cor Woodbine Ave., Tor 4( 19( W Dh