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Durham Review (1897), 9 Aug 1923, p. 2

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‘A‘x\’ & A delicious confecâ€" 3 22Â¥ SA _ tion and an aid to fter wh the teeth, appetite, y digostion. Meal A 388 Seqled in its DWM Purity Packagse B â€"~ Brooms get tired and soon sag if allowed to stand on their straws. Height enough to allow them to hang from a holder or from nails is the first requirement for a cleaning closet. This closet is meant to do for houseâ€" hold cleaning utensils what a kitchen cabinet does for kitchen tools, to gather them conveniently together lnl one place. a week after George surprised her by washing them one busy morning; and now she‘s reaping her reward, for George is proud to do them perfectly. Bhe never murmured when Don lapâ€" ped his sowing of nasturtiums over her sweet peas. "That‘s the reason her children are helpful, if you ask me."â€"G. L. S. "It‘s really amusing the stunts those snildren spring on their mother, and thy perfectly game way in which she acsepts them. She cheerfully looked through streaked windows for "After her notable maiden effort Laura often stood at one side of the bed to help mother with the making. And by the time she could properly reach she could make a bed correctly and noatly. "I remember calling on Mrs. Blake when Laura was a tiny child. Laura had spent a strenuous hour or more in an attempt at making her mother‘s bed. ‘Come and see how nicely Laura has made my bed,‘ her mother inâ€" vited. And the child‘s little face radiated joy and satisfaction. I‘ve alâ€" ways remembered it, because it so forcibly reminded me of a time when I had puffed and reached and labored to surprise my mother by making her mwed. ‘Yes, dear, that‘s very nice,‘ she said. Then, to my tragic amuement.l she pulled the bed to pieces and proâ€"| geeded to make it according to her own notions. I was deeply hurt, for' 1 had given my best. "I expect that is why they do so much," smiled the other. "How do you mean*" ‘ "Why, they do things because their mother allows them to do them and: expressos her appreciation. I think nearly all little children like to help until they are discouraged by their' slders. told â€"me 1Â¥ Surpassing "CALADA" SEALED PACKE‘TS ONLY _ Woman‘s Sphere I1898VUE No, 31â€"23. A BROOM CLOSET Purity Package ail others in Delicacy and Fragrance. of astonishing things they Have a packet in your pocket for an everâ€"ready treat. A delicious confecâ€" tion and an aid to \ the teeth, appetite, Take it home to "y" 771 A. P3 d hOnnrieinepiatiadst 4. 7. cbniiPran taste. Mix all together and drop in spoonfuls on buttered frying pan; brown and turn. One can use the cheaper grades of salmon very well when it is served in this way.â€"Mrs. MAKE SALMON PATTIES FOR | SUPPER. i My family is very fond of sa‘mon : patties, and this is how I make them. Flake one can of salmon with a fork! and add two eggs beaten light, two‘ tablespoonfuls flour, two tablespoonâ€"| fuls of sweet cream (milk and a little‘ butter may be used), two teaspoonfuls | of bakhl!. powder, salt and pepper to. Minard‘s Liniment for Coughe & Goide Hem a large square of denim, creâ€" tonne, or other strong material and attach to each of the four corners a metal or ivory ring. These rings can Pattern mailed to any address on receipt of 15¢ in silver or stamps, by the Wilson Publishing Co., 783 West Adelaide street, Toronto. Allow two weeks for‘receipt of pattern. The Pattern is cut in 4 Sizes: Small, Medium, Large and Extra Large. A Medium size requires 2% yards of 40â€"inch material. i t 90 /SRA I ‘ ""~ :71 dn h/( remember that, sitting on the I $ -If. \ at, sitti i ‘L.l-‘l‘:’..l:l '{F \f-!i V :lf my bed, I took stoclr(lgognog:-e edgie l hy3 "!,fig on. It was not very cheerin posiâ€" ‘ $ ig 43 As seemed to have been amassi &. We ; BC CC _TE at a furious pace. Fi ie _enemies » ..'3:5”3’ 11 Elyp was Rasta, whom I h"S‘-“ req ais " 38 12. 121. ‘i 4022 who wouldn‘t forget it.' insulted and i (la(y?" had his crowd of Tul:kia hurry. He /"\' y2 M | and was bound to get uSh riffâ€"raff * ; f later. Then there was ths mpaavigh 40 eA the skin hat. He didn‘ e maniac in t3 and I e didn‘t like Rast â€" d I made a guess that h Bs } weird friends were of e and his , \ tile to the Y some party hosâ€" j e Young Turks. But yI other hand, he didn‘t like us .don the ( would be bad trouble th , anc there met him. Finally, th e next time we s and the German é:nfe:;e was Stumm 4022. The shaped bib and | only be a matter of h s at the pack are novel s and pockets before h ours at the best nice for "];";d unique. This style is on our tsa’izlot tll’tle Ruietchuk authorities a 4 L Tt w be‘ Anished ?wl;‘t'}f:()r‘:ltate:nls. It may us from Cham]dja‘:“ag(})e()::sy }t‘o trace Figured percale is us:deinfl:h-en?s't:vsuw: :,V'ere ]”bs”]“t‘ely dor?et e%hhem: stance, with a trimmi is im~, "u ig glack dossier agai r %" ning of ri which by n 5 Plfllns; us, brait rick rack' C ou'nl a beyupze§0nce1vuble piece of luck If the house is equipped with a vacuum clearer, make room for that in the closet. In any event, make room for the carpet sweeper. If there are radiators, a narrow "radiator brush" is well worth having. If the house has an indoor toilet, bathroom tongs or a longâ€"handled brush are reâ€" commended. p I Shelves in the closet allow convenâ€" ient storage space for bottles of such cleaning solutions as ammonia, and for soap solutions. A drawer or two comes in handy for cloths and dusters. A NEW APRON. EVERY LEAF PURE 4268 en k i c i e t is | the German militnr{ police, or by the ‘madman in the sk n cap. It was a ‘; stark im ossibility to hang about on * . the ofl-cgance of meeting Blenkiron. / _ I reflected with some bitterness that ) this was the 17th day of Janua?'. the â€" day of our assignation. I ha had >‘ high hopes all the way down the s Danube of meeting with Blenkironâ€" ‘for I knew kc would be in timeâ€"of € giving him the information I had had ‘\ the good fortun» to collect, of piecing ‘lit together with what he had found ‘‘ out, and of getting the whole story !| which Sir Walter hunfered for. After | that, I thought it wouldn‘t be hard to t away by Rumania, and to get! g:me through Russia °I had hopedl | to be back with my battalion in Februâ€" FI n boeat> tds ind Prcad c aa 0 That rendezvous at Kuprasso‘s was no good. It would have been all right if we had got here unsuspected, and could have gone on quistly frequentâ€" ing the place till Blenkiron picked us up. But to do that we wanted leisure and secrecy, and here we were with a pack of hounds at our heels. The lace was horribly dangerous already. ff we showed ourselves there we nhould be gathelred in by Rasta, or by r Cns it . c ol ie P Cefinmialbing 4 . & That best was pretty poor. Peter NA Most of them were Turks ir and I were doubledpup iÂ¥) : small room European clothes and the fez, but which contained two camp beds and there were some German officers and little else, and had broken windows what looked like German civiliansâ€" through which the wind whistled. We ArmY Service Corps clerks, probably, ‘ had a wretched dinner of stringy mutâ€" and mechanics from the Arsenal. . A ton boiled with vegetables, and a white WOMAD in cheap finery was tinkling cheese strong enough to raise the "t the piano, and there were several dead. But I got a bottle of whisky, shrill females with the officers. Peter for which I pald a sovereign, and we and I sat down modestly in the nearâ€" managed to light the stove in our est corner, where old Kuprasso saw us room, fasten the shutters, and warm and sent us coffee. A girl who looked our hearts with a brew of toddy. After like a Jewess came over to us and that we went to bed and slept like talked French, but I_shook my head logs for twelve hours. On the road and she went off again. from Rustchuk we had had uneasy‘ Presently a girl came on the stage slumbers. |gmd danced, a silly affair, all a clashâ€" I woke next morning and, looking ing of tambourines and wriggling. I out from the broken window, saw that ha_ve seen native women do the same it was snowing. With a lot of trouble thing better in a Mozambique kraal. I got hold of a servant and made him Another sang a German song, a bring us some of the treacly Turkish gimple, sentimental thing about golden coffes. We were both in pretty low hair and rainbows, and the Germans spirits. "Europe is a poor cold place,", present applauded. The place was so said Peter, "not worth fighting for.’?msc"y and common that, coming to There is only one white man‘s land, 1t from weeks of rough travelling, it and that is South Africa." At the ma'dc P |mpatient._ I- forgot that, time I heartily agreed with him. | while for the others it might be a vulâ€" |_ The big street we had struck seemed to run along the crest of the hill. There were lamps in it, and crawling cabs, and quite civilizedâ€"looking shops. We soon found the hotel to which Kuâ€" | prasso had directed us, a big place in ‘ a courtyard with a very tumbledownâ€" ‘looking portico, and green sun shutâ€", ters which rattled drearily in the winter‘s wind. It proved, as I had | feared, to be packed to the door, mostâ€" ly with German officers.. With some trouble I got an interview with the groprietor, the usual Greek, and told im that we had been sent there by, Mr. Kuprasso. That didn‘t affect him in the least, and we should have been| shot into the street if I hadn‘t remâ€" embered about Stumm‘s pass. | "This is a queer country, Cornelis," said Peter, feeling his limbs for bruisâ€" es. "Too many things happen in too short a time. Â¥ am breathless." Peter and I, with a common imâ€" pulse, took to our heels We were not iooking for any trouble with demoniacs. Up the steep narrow lane we ran with tfiat bedlamite crowd at our heels. The torches seemed to have ‘gone out, for the place was black as pitch, and we tumgled over heaps of lofhl and splashed throufh running drains. The men were close behind us, and more than once I felt a stick' on my shoulder. But fear lent us wings, and suddenly before us we‘ saw a blaze of light and we saw the debouchment of our street in a maln' thoroughfare,. The others saw it, | too, for they slackened off. Just beâ€"| fore we reached the light we stopped | and looked round. %‘here was no! sound or sight behind us in the dark; lane which dipped to the harbor. _ | (Copyrighted Thomas Nelson and CHAPTER XI.â€"(Cont‘d.) Jary, havin GREENMANTLE TORONTO BY JCHN BUCHAN. No evening‘s pfluure morning‘s headache. It was the Englishman‘s first visit to Dublin, and he was driving round on a jaunting car seoing the sights. When they got noar the rivor, as an Irishman tells the story, he was struck with the unpleasant smell, and asked the jJarvey: "What is this horrible amell?" The jarvey replied, proudly: "Shura, an‘ don‘t you know that the smoll of the Liffey is one 0‘ the sights of Dubâ€" lin." Minard‘s Linimens fer Gorne and Warte i\ _ There were braziers burning at both ends to warm the room, and the thin smoke from these smelt like incense. Somebody had been putting a powder in the flames, for suddenly the place became very (}uiet. The fiddles still sounded, but far away like an echo. The lights went down, all but a circle on the stage, and into that circle stepped my enemy of the skin cap. Ige had three others with him. I heard a whisper behind me, and the words were those which Kuprasso had used the daÂ¥ before. These bedlamâ€" ites were called the Companions of the Rosy Hours, and Kuprasso had promâ€" ised great dancing. I hoped to goodness they would not see us, for they had fairly given me the horrors. Peter felt the same, and , we both made ourselves very small in | that dark corner. But the newcomers | had no eyes for us. ’ In a twinkling the pavilion changed | from a common saloon, which might | hase Innow 4n Aiinizemslo eesrce & , I remember there was a dropâ€"scene on which was daubed a blue lake with «very green hills in the distance. As |the tobacco smoke grew thicker and the fiddles went on squealing, this , tawdry picture began to mesmerize me. 1 seemed to be looking out of a window at a lovely summer landscape where there were no wars or dangers. I seemed to feel the warm sun and to smell the fragrance of blossom from the islands. And then I became aware that a queer scent had stolen into the atmosphere. _ Peter did not share my mood. He was quite interested in it, as he was interested in everything new. He had a 5enius for living in the moment. have seen native women do the same thing better in a Mozambique kraal. Another sang a German song, a simple, sentimental thing about golden hair and rainbows, and the Germans present applauded. The place was so tinselly and common that, coming to it from weeks of rough travelling, it made me impatient. 1 forgot that, while for the others it might be a vulâ€" gar little dancingâ€"hall, for us it was as“perilor:ls_ as a brigands‘ den. _ There were forty or fifty people there, drinking coffee and sirops and filling the air with the fumes of lataâ€" kia. Most of them were Turks in European clothes and the fez, but there were some German officers and what looked like German civiliansâ€" Army Service Corps clerks, probably, and mechanics from the Arsenal. A woman in cheap finery was tinkling at the piano, and there were several shrill females with the officers. Peter and I sat down modestly in the neat-’ est corner, where old Kuprasso saw us | and sent us coffee. A girl who lookedl like a Jewess came over to us and talked French, but I shook my head and she went off again. Pre;sently a girl came on the stage onl o oi s oee 20. T I © We walked straight through the cafe, which was empty, and down the dark passage, till we were stopped by the garden door. I knocked and it swung open. There was the bleak gard, now Kuddled with snow, and a laze of light from the pavilion at the other end. There was a scraping of fiddles, too, and the sound of human talk. We dpaid the negro at the door, and passed from the bitter afternoon into a garish saloon. \ [ It was snowing heavily, which was a piece of luck for us. Poor old Peter had no greaicoat, so we went into a Jew‘s shop and bought a readyâ€"made abomination, which looked as if it might have been meant for a dissentâ€" ing parson. It was no good snvinf my money when the future was so black. The snow made the streets deserted, and we turned down the long lane which led to Ratchik ferry and found it perfectly quiet. I do not think we n}xlet a soul 81] we got to Kuprasso'ui shop. | I talked the thing over with Peter, and he agreed that we were fairly up against it. We decided to go to Kuâ€" prasso‘s that afternoon, and to trust !to luck for the rest. It wouldn‘t do to wander about the streets, so we sat tight in our room all morning, and swopped old hunting yarns to keep: our minds from the beastly present. We got some food at miJ:!ayâ€"cold} mutton and the same cheese, and finâ€" ished our whisky. Then I paid the bill, for I didn‘t care to stay there another night. About halfâ€"past three we went into the street, without the foggiest notion where we would find our next quarters. . l ary, having done as good a bit of work as anybody in the war. As it was, it looked as if my information would die with me, unless I could find Blenkiron before the evening. _ ‘ Doing Dublin. worth | A RACK FOR SHOES. ! A common, ordinary towel rackâ€"or | two if necessaryâ€"of the cheap nickelâ€" edâ€"rod variety, will save the house | keeper many a backache from stoopâ€" | ing and will convert the dreaded closet ‘sweeping into a pleasure. By screwâ€" ing the racks securely to the inside of the closet door, halfway up, all the | shoes belonging to the occupant of "each room, usually kept on the closet floor, may find a convenient resting | place, slipped in the racks, toe downâ€" | ward, and the closet may be swept out | with two or three flirts of the broom and with no tiresome preliminary of _ moving a lot of shoes. Besides, shoes to be worn may be selected out in the f Wrong guess. Jack and Fred must be playing off their game toâ€"day; they‘ve sliced into the rough after each hole. *# Ihe grain ofMuslard " forheallh VE C TCO _ ie Don‘t refuse the mustard when it is passed to you. Cultivate the habit of taking it with meat, especially fat meat. It stimulates the digestion and aids in assimilating your food. bat it masl he heen‘ «ul 1 mUsSsl Igen § ... liea Whisu a._. * _"GV $14,00 g (For Use With Sapho Powder) Wreak tmbhdmmmumumhmmm‘e:"bzm in deiry and barn. xmlmmumnmtnm ew s brings comfort and saves money. Quarsnteed hartaless to humans, anlinals and birds, Money back if not satisfied. Rinso, an entirely different kind of soap, soaks clothes clean. Rubbing and boiling are unnecessary. The big soapy Rinso suds gently loosen the most groundâ€"in dirt without weakening a single thread. Time to do the many things ordinarily put off on washâ€"day. For Rinso does not keep you standing over the washâ€"tub, rubbing until your back aches and your hands are red and sore. SAPHO_POWDER in TINS, 25¢, 500, $1.95. If Â¥our zAsfgocI:ngtfck aphs 6 tb S * o Bulb Sprayâ€" !". MQ:T from us. n-dd...pu. it P °_ 10 P C CCCOp "IC RWIme. KENNEDYy MANUFAOTuURINA Co 680 Henri Jullen Avo., Montroal Write for circulars to Ontarle Agents Continental Saies Go., 34 Adslalde 8t. &., LEVER BROTHERS LIMITED TORONTO Buy a package today. On sale at all good grocers The rose and the flame and the foam Shine for the world to see; The urge and the smoke and the thorn Nobody knows but me! My heart is a bitter sea, A tossing, a restless grave; My song is the sunny foam That fliles from the crested wave. My heart is a thorny bush In an old garden close, My song peeps over the wall And nods like a single rose. My heart is a emothered fire, Bick of a blunted aim; My song is a leap to the light, My song is a tip of flame. ed may be promptly put away. with the ease of plucking an apple, and those to be temporarily abandonâ€" daylight, when the door is opened, EDDYS MATCHES Remember to ask for Eddy‘s when youorder ON SALE EVERYWHERS â€"Karle Wilson Baker. Torents veit. "He says thero are only tail boys and short boys, ynd good bhoys and bad boys, and that‘s all the %irds of boys there are." One of Theodore Roosevelt‘s sons, when small, was playing in the Washâ€" ington stroets when a woman recogâ€" nized him and said she didn‘t think his father would like his playing with so "My father says there are no com mon boys," muq_ the young Rooseâ€" When substances were burnt in a fame, and the light sent thsrough a prism, the spectrum showed dark lines, Every substance had differert lines, It was by this means that the composiâ€" tion ot thke sun and stare was doter WhLkA mined The spectrum could be produced arti. ficially by passing light through a mir ror ruled with lines of fourteen thouâ€" sanrd to the inch,. Things in the world bhad different colours because they posâ€" sessed the power of absorbing certain colours while sending others back to the eve. * Nothing daunted, our determined discoverer found that the active ex. tract of which he was in quest could be obtained from the sweetbreads of very young animals, before the col}s had started producing the juices which had always previously destroyed it. Vanished Terrors. With this extract the doctor treated one patient after anctier, and was at last able to demonstrate that, given by Injecflog after every meal containâ€" ‘ing sugar or starch, the sugas in the blood was reduced almost to normal, !u:e other symptoms abated, and eâ€" ;mvery was speeded up. He had robâ€" bed a dread disease of all its terrors! _ The technical dificulties of manufacâ€" | turing this almost magical remedy on | a large scale have now been overcome, } and the product of entirely British , manufacture is toâ€"day available for disâ€" | tribution, and can be eagily obtained | by medical men. ! Bince, however, the remedy is a very potent one, and can be administered only by subcutaneous injection, con giderable caution in its use is necesâ€" sary, and control bloodsugar tests are desirable during the treatment. red light; with less dista All light was really a colours, which could be The rainbow was causod | water sifting the sunlight ferent colours. These ool the snectrum. Wwhich use . ered by Sir Isaac Nefi“nâ€"n hey came up against what scientists call ether, special sort of wave caurod by very tiny things called electrons, which flew about in all directions at a tremendous speed. They made no wares until The beautiful phenomenon was desâ€" cribed recently by Mr. Charles R. Dar ling. Do you know how the rainbow gets in the sky? breads. But unfortunately these exâ€" tracts were always gestroyed by the digestive juices produced by other porâ€" tions of the sweetbrerd. The Toronto scientist attempted to prepare extracts of sugarâ€"storing juice from the sweetbreads of sheep and other animals. These extracts had to be made from ctrtain little groups of cells, known as "islands," in the sweet But there were formidable technical difficulties to be overcome. It had long been known that the cause of the excess of sugar in the blood (the esâ€" sential feature of diabetes) was fallure on the part of the pancreas, a large abâ€" dominal gland, to produce a sugarâ€"stor ing juice, which prevents the blood from being flooded with sugar. This failure was caused by destruction of the pancreatic cells which shou!ld proâ€" duce this juice, The obvious thing to do then was to obtain the pancreatic juice of, say a sheep and use thet as a substitute. Hoe were inose cases of young people, lmoouy between twenty and thirty years of age, who found themselves losing weight, becoming weaker day by day, their skin becoming harsh and dry, their tongues either black or raw and glazed, their bodies tormented by ioarbuncle- or crops of boils, their mouths parched with unquenchable thirst. Eary death was their inevitâ€" able doom. Such was for oenturies the course of diabetes. Undaunted by Difficulties. Inspired by a determination to make an end of this apparently unlimited succession of human misery, a young Toronto physician, Dr. Banting, got to work on a faint clue to the cure of this devastating discaso. He made the Physiological Laboratory of the Uniâ€" versity of Toronto, with its wealth of scientific equipment, his headquarters, following up the clue with that youthâ€" ful zeal which, tempered with scienâ€" tifle caution, accomplishes great things. Ever since medical records began to be kept, there have bsen writton im terminable histories of one disease in particular, affecting most frequently the flower of the race, the treatment of which has baffled successive generaâ€" tions of medical men. Pathetic and hopeless in the extreme waves produced by the contact Canadian Doctor‘s Reâ€" the Rainbow Comes. light was due to a re 0 w During the wi Department of A the Ontario Agri ducted an experin feeding value of mental food for & pared with skim approximately | « taken from one | two pens for the was the quantity required consume The tank hil’l(!d upo protein. A age constit ratiqn for â€" obperved th flt@ir food cleaning u; their age + tankage w the propor The above TANKAGE AS A 8SUPPLEM th th du t ) ot V alus« mJ Ota st p« ta ga Im $ he t »Qu f f

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