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Durham Review (1897), 28 Aug 1924, p. 2

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iil. ti M (r LIFEBIIIIY H EALTH SOAP More thansoar-atkalth Habit There were letters from other mm- bers of the family. An older sister told of a party to which she had not been invited and the letter was in the nature of a wail; mother’s letter, I can put my doll clothes in. The new family across the street has a girl my age. and a baby. Mother says maybe they will let me take turns in wheeling the baby. The baby buggy is light blue. I think I shall be busy with my kittens. I haven't told mother about them yet. She seems too upset about the table cloth. It was her best. The one with the poppy pattern. I have on my blue hair ribbon. Father says I look like a butterfly. The kit- tens' eyes are shut. With love and 3 big kiss-Ale. Take no chances-cleanse your hands harem]; with the rich. creamy tat er o Lifebuoy. Life- bnoy contains a wonderful health ingredient which goes deep down into the pores of the ti'i',urge,t in. them of any lurking in ection. The clean, antiseptic odour van- hhel in a few seconds, but the Protection of Lifehuoy remains. Last night when we had lemon pie Father said you ought to be here u. cause it is your favorite hind. He has s new hat. Mother is in the dining room mending a hole, Uncle Jim burn. ed in the table cloth with his cigar. Mother didn't say snything. I guess sh, wasn't glad about it. Auntie Green comes to wash to-morrow. Mother says Dusty hands are germ-carriers é LI .1 Ati, '-i'i)C?c11'tl"r( t); J 1 t “w 'e.. ‘3 'i, = ci:,iyjtts)r W "'qu Here is one received by a woman many miles from her kinafolk end set "side as the one letter received in six months that did the most to make her leart glad: Dearest Big Sister, We miss you very much. This morning I wore my blue and white gingham to school, and the teacher admired it. We had waf- ttes for breakfast. Mrs. Sparks' tiger lilies are in bloom. Oh, what do you 'hink? You could never guess. Min.. I ic‘s gray cat has six kittens, and Min- nie's mother says I can have every one of them. Won't that be just grend? Everywhere, every day. the hands I}: touching things covered with Countless times those dust-laden hands touch the face and the lips in the comic of a day. Con.ider--dust in a tonne of ia. fection end danger. " it were possible to glther steth- tics on such an intimate subject, it would be found that seventy-the per cent. of the letters in the potrtrnan's bag are uninteresting. stupid, unneces- nary, and are read only once by thou who receive them. The letters of sweethearts and those of. children to their mother do not come into that class; but even they are not above criticism, for the sweethearts write too , my, and the children too few. 'lun you are away from home Mm kind of letter pleases you most? "I know; but, if the label lends “I to give a second thought to flat we write, it will serve its purpooo. Ink, my dear, has often proved to be u deadly poison to the "eetion of reU. tives, to friendship, to love. It will kill every affectionate impulse if used indiscriminately." "Why, mother, ink isn’t poisonous. and besides, no one ever that: or! drinking it." A wise woman once removed the label "Poison" from an empty bottle and pasted it on the hmily ink bottle. Lifebuoy Protects LEV“ IIO‘I'HIIS LIII‘I‘ID TORONTO u Sealed [I] THE DANGER IN INK, TEA am " always pure and fresh. So delicious! Try It today. IMUE No. 34-424. Woman's Sphere iii aluhinum packet. Let the children "run wild" without at first teaching them even rudiment- ary truths about the trees. grass, flowers, birds, animals or fishes. Teach them one or two things at 1 time and encourage them by letting them see that you appreciate their memories when they repeat the next day what they have learned about outdoors. Do not let them memorize nmes only, but teach them to memorize sensa- tions. Teach them the soreness ad A curious ignorance, gilded with a happy enthusiasm, is better than the labeling, pressing, analyzing knowl- edge that plnys a large part in modern "nature study." The best kind of outdoor study is contemplation. Get a notebook, I book on botany, a book on birds, if you will, and pack your mind with fixed and irrevocable facts. But do not teach your child on that principle. There is the paper; a clean sheet of paper. There is the pen. There is the ink. And there also should be the label on the bottle in red and white-- "Poison." For ink is poison unless you write in a spirit of helpfulness and understanding. . has she writes to his {emf}; the“): will never hear. Respect her for her " tempt to_ma_ke up for his omission. the list to those you sincerely like, and who you know sincerely like you. To reckon your popularity by numbers is a childish thing. Remember that old friends are more interested in the " tle intimate affairs of your life than new friends are. If a married brother does not write, do not blame his wife. When a man marries he sometimes shifts the duty of writing to his rela- tives to his wife's shoulders. She may not want to take his place in a mat- ter like this. but she learns that tm- When Von fail to receive a letter don't blame the postman. The govern- ment is not interested in keeping your mail from you. When you read a let. ter that hurts put it away until you are in a more philosophical frame of mind. Never go near the ink bottle when you are angry. Don't make excuses for not having written before. There are few rea- sons for procrastination that ring true. Devote no space in your letter to disappointment because the recipi- ent waits so long to reply. Perhaps there is a reason you do not guess. Answer promptly the letters from your father or mother and those of a business nature. Do not glory in the number of your eorrespondents; limit Never write your troubles; the read- er may have greater ones. Do not mention your ill health; it may cause needless anxiety, and you may be bet. ter when the letter is received. Never write a criticism. You might say the same thing with a disarming smile, but the smile doesn't appear in the ink. If you have won a great success, only mention it when you write to your mother. If you have failed, say no- thing about it. Never seek praise or sympathy through the mails-or in any other way. Don't write too many letters. If the recipient-unless it be your mother--. is able-bodied and has had a good education and fails to answer your first letter and your second letter, take a lesson in pride and do not write a third. If your letters are welcome, they will bring replies. In writing a letter put yourself in the position of the person who will read it. If you are writing to one who is resentful or quick-tempered, avoid Jokes; never make comparisons; leave out all criticism of the recipient or of others who are common acquain- tances. Never write, "Burn this." It is a long way to the furnace down- stairs. Never write, "Don't show this to So-and-So." If you must give a confidence, don't label it as "secret," "private" or "personal." Slip it in casually, as you would slip in a com- ment on the weather. though dear, was devoted to sugges- tions to the recipient for safeguarding her health. Father’s letter was a homily on the need of saving her money; brother wrote three lines, two of them shout a new baseball mitt. Only one letter contained the news that her homesick heart longed for, and that was written by a child of ten! Guileless, sincere, loving, newsy, it was an ideal letter. "I laughed over it, and I cried over, it. I read it when I was depressed,, and I read it when I was happy, be-; cause of the steadying influence it had} on me. I really felt that I could not! do anything that was not generous andl kind, because of the influence of that‘ letter. It visualized home." OUTDOOR STUDY, [T] -- - - -__ -- - - v v _... I "Talk to Mrs. Hope about the View." y 8 th 9 Jean advised. "She is proud of the our wee eart. "Iopeusun Woods as if she had made ithem. Isn't it a nice place? Old and " so, treat her to P. meal at Mumby's proud an honorable-nike Mrs. Hope Dining Room, west end of Grand "aiheiriilf; thcre sens to inherit?" Toronto Exh.bit'on. Jean shook her head. "There were be easier to trim cm with a pair crinoaheirgve: it1et1enPrttod,n 32:3: bkould see the house standing on a a q knoll by the river, whitewashed, digni- ls Your Rife Still fed, homelike. _ "Talk to Mrs. Hope about the View." 9 Jean advised. "She is proud of the your weetheartt :Hopeboun Woods as if she had made Sciason' or File. "You told me to tlle these letters, sir.” said the new Yeoman. "Yes," returned the oftieer. "Well, I was Just thinkin' that it'd be easier to trim em with a pair ot scissors." A tine breed of camels and donkeys, which are the tamed sons of the wild asses roaming in thousands on the in. terior plains, are the beasts ot bur- den. "The language is distinct in itself, though potrsessit1g many Arabic and Mahri words. It has a wondrous wealth ot gurgies and impossible noises in the throat. There are no words for horse or dog, because these tutimtsls are not found on the island. "Socotra exports nothing except ghi, a rancid butter. made trom goat's milk and highly prized in Zanzibar. The inhabitants number about 5.000, and the bulk ot them are ot African Jietr cent. though Bedouins live in the mountain caves. and the ruling class is Arab. "Nothing could be loveliel than the sight of slender Socotran cattle graz- ing knee-deep among the gmsse: and palm breaches that line the banks of the lagoons near Hadlbo. Clouds massed above and mountains near be- hind; long shadows dappling the water, and the sun turning to gold the tawny flanks of the cattle make a ple- ture of pastoral beauty rare to behold in this part of the east. "There is not much to be seen in Hadibo. The principal amusement " rorded the visitor is that of being seen. "Surrounded by tiny garden plots, in which tombac, or native tobacco. len, tils, melons and yams grow abundant. ly, they are more picturesque ortside than inside. "The sultan's 'palace' is a large mud structure with fiat towers, and the two prayer houses are suggestive of the graceful Arab mosques only by contrast. The poorer population, trhietiy of African descent and much older in the history of the island than its Arab aristocracy, lives in huts of thorn and platted grass, invariably overrun with luxuriant gourd vines. it, trom tamar, the date fruit tree, is a collection of ttat-rooted white houses scattered among the palms. "Socotra is not often visiteJ by west- erners, but this is rather because ot the religious Jealousy of the Sultan than because of any danger from the natives. The latter were described a few years ago by a visitor writing for the National Geographic Society " 'a kindly folk, hospitable and quite harmless'." Continuing, he wrote: "Hadibo, the capital, or Tamarida, as the Arabs call "The suggestion that there are can- nibais on Socotra is somewhat sur- prising. The island people became at least superficially civilized ages ago through the ittftuenee of gum traders. They were at one time Christians. but since the seventeenth century have been Mohammedans. They are ruled by a Sultan under British protection. Nor is the island small; it is nearly halt as large as Crete or Porto Rico. "For it is the Isle ot Frankencense’ trom which once came most of the pleasant aromatic gum burned as in. cense In the churches and temples ot both the west and the eaat. It is even possible that one ot the gifts of the Magi to the Infant Jesus came from Socotra, for in the past the island was almost the sole source of this highly prized gum. "Soeotra, isolated island oft the north-eastern point ot Africa, where a lighthouse keeper is rumored to have been the victim of cannibais. has ai- way been associated with much pleas. anter thoughts than man-eating sav- ages," says a bulletin from the head. quarters ot the United States National Geographical Society. Enthusiasm is the very marrow of El: 'lt at]: nuture study. And the more you delve It was in nature’s storehouse the more your with can enthasiatmrtrrows. As you point out and a coll the things outdoors that are strange the fallen or beautiful the child will take them --a day tl into its mind and repeat them without If], and g much appreciation. But by and by C eeks am appreciation will come, and presently .Mhor ar the child will conceive new and sur- Rigs and prising ideas and startle you with an came futt . . ged his ta original train of thought. ‘made no 3 "Were all these shells made in ”and her. ft shell mint?" asked a little girl. l "Aren't "What put that into your hetrdt'rasked him was the reply. I "Very l "Well, you told me that dollars were can't com made in a mint." (duty on t A mighty mint indeed wherein the world was cast; a mighty Sovereign whose seal is stamped thereon! beauty of nature, not merely th indi- vidual marks of her heraldry. A bright small boy had been taught " school that the crawfish was an invertebrate. Be showed little enthus- tasm about the fact, but when he was taken to a stream and the queer elay- eelled home of a crawfish was pointed out to him, when he saw the way the erawfUh has of moving backward, the strength of its pincerlike claws, its waving prehensile beard filament and its strange surroundings, he became greatly interested and on his return to the class astounded his fellow pu- pils with his newly found and to him marvelous knowledge. For Sore Feet-Mtnard'. Unlmem. Church Incenie Comes from Cannibal Isle. ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO 'ktit' eat; she called her children 'little tots,' and said she couldn’t get so much as a 'trerviette' washed in the house. I thought nobody talked of serviu‘es outside Wells and Arnold Benutt. ers. Duff-Whalley rescued me in the {nick of time before I could do 3 1y- "hintt desperate, and then she cross- examined me as to my reasons for looming to Ptrioryford." Jean laughed. "What a cheery afternoon! But it will be all right to-day. Mrs. Hope never sees more, than one or two people at a time. She' is pretty old, you see, and frail, though she has such an extraordinary gift of being young. I do hope you will like each other. She has an edge to her tongue, but she is an incomparable friend. The poor people go to her in flocks, and she scolds them roundly, but always knowshow to help them in the only wise way. Her people have been in Priorsford for ages; she knows every soul in the place, and is vastly, amused at all the little snobberies that abound in a small town. But she laughs kindly. Pretentious people are} afraid of her; simple people love her.'", "Am I simple, Jean?" l Jean laughed and refused to give an opinion on the subject, beyond quoting, the words of Autolyeus-"How' bless-l edmi‘are we that are not simple_men.”| 3 "Trees are wonderful " . 'LIIC wuvua Wu." lit] Ila lung an " I“, gJean. " Solomon iCl1lea1gT,'.'e'2t.idi1tistgia, so the warm. bright room 2'llt ldo wonder what he said. lsuppose it . warmer and brighter in contrast Iwould be of the cedars of 'l'S,'l,1'oi,t/1gii,t, the cold, ruffled water and the Jhe 'spake' of, and the hyssop 't'ltliwigi,.thtte, trees outside. grows in the walls, and sycamores but) Mrs. Hope had been a beautiful wo- he would have been worth iiiiiiiii', &man Jn her day, and was still an at- ;a rowan tree flaming red fll'1/etoy1ggti,v,',' figure, her white hair dressed ,blue Segtember sky. Look at that Q,', .an,d.erown.e4 with a square of iltl,vl,y, plowed fleld so softly brown , aloe tied m quaint fashion under her and the faded gold of the beech hed , c m. .Her black dress was 'soft and lNovember is a cheery time. "l'2'if,ffi/tr.:minng to her TIT. fhrure. There depressing time of the year to me gave-s nothing unsightly about her .When the swallows go away I ean't gears, she made age seem a lovely, (bear to. see them wheeling round and esirable thing. Not that her years preparing to depart. I want so badly'zvifdf so yery many, but She had lived to go with them. It always brin . y minute of them; also she had :back to me the feeling I had as a will have" lavishly and “Waring!” of when people read Hans Andersen to El: store of sympathy and energy to Ay-the storks in The Marsh King’s o 'Q" and.she had suffered griev_ .Iiaughter, talking about the mud iniougll' . Egypt. Imagine Priorsford swallows b I: based Jea,n.aetction.ately, up- 1n Figypt.t . . . As the song SiO IR'. 5 ral mg er for bung long m coming, x) . :and turned eagerly to Pamela. New " 'It's dowie at the hint o' hair'st teople still interested her vividly. [ At the way-Raun o' the swallow.'" lasso was a newcomer who promised "What a lovely sound Lowland s ', "Ah, m dear." sh s" . . has," S?id Pamela. “I like to hear if: "I have (lUfh"'i, £03901.“ Tie/tti speak it. Tell me about Mrs. Hope you are the most interestihg person Jean. I do pr, we shall see he): who ever came to this little town " aloe. I don't ike Priorsford tea-l Pamela laughed. "There I amlsur parties; they are rather like a fore- you have been misled. Priorsford i: taste of eternal punishment. With no full of exeitirig people. I expected to choice you are dumped down iiiriirbe dull, and I have rarely been me most irrelevant sort of person. and , well amused." so ere you remain. I went to ret Mrs. Ho e studfe . Mrs. .ny,fr.-rhalley's call the other (it? lface bent 'll' her own? Ih,. 33:12": and fell into one. Before I could re:;were shrewd, and though she 's,1r,o'7g' treat I was wedged into a chair be_nnear the end of the way she had lost side a woma.n whom I hope I shall none of her interest in the comin never see again. She was one of those and goings of Vanity Fair. 88 bleak people. who make the thought ot' "Is Priorsford amusing?" she said getting up In the morning and iraiir"1ytll" (Complacently), "we have our mg quite insupportable. I don't think Iy?.ints. As Jane Austen wrote of the there Fas..", detail in her domestic life Misses Bingley, 'Our powers of C0 that she didn't touch on. She told me' Irersa..tion are ieonsiderable--we cal: all her “Strand eould eat and couldn't sterilize? 1ettrttin,m.ent tri,th.aecur- i "Aren't you cold up there?" Pamela asked him. I "Very cold," said Mhor, "but we can't come down. We're on sentry 1duty on the city wall till sundown," and he shaded his eyes with his hand Iand pretended to peer into space for {milking fpes. "What a cheery day for November," Pamela remarked as they took the road by Tweedside. "Look at that beech tree against the blue sky, every black twig silhouetted. Trees are wonderful in winter." Fortunately Jean had a spare hand/ kerchief, and Pamela promised that on I her return he should have a reel of sticking-plasfer for his own use, so,! battered but content, he returned til the house, Peter remaining behind to; inyetigye l mole-reap. H I "AV'"said siiGr, 'vffGi/Ghen you 3:0 out to tea. So does Jock. So does Pettr.. Lrok.out.'. _I'm going to jump,” _ - _.. "flue, w J“"‘R" playru "ere, He jumped and fell prostrate, bark- white-washec ing his chin, but no howl came from barred nurse him, and he icked himself up with fished in the dignity, merery asking for the loanlthe grey st; of a handkerchief, his own "useful lit- , climbed the tle hanky," as he explained, having Woods, and been used P. mop up_a Nrilt ink-bottle. I their happy Pete} looked wistfully up at him and hunched himself against the sclrgtched bare knees now blue with co . "When the sun touches the top of West Law," said Jean, pointing to a distant blue peak, "it has set. See- there. . . . Now run in, sonny, and tell Mrs. M‘Cosh to let you have some eurrant-loat for tea. Pamela and I are going to tea at Hopetoun." the fallen leaves along the dry roads --a day that made people walk smart-2 Ill, and gave the children apple-red e tt.ks and ‘tgngled curls. - __ l Mhor and Peter were seated on The Rigs garden wall as Pamela and Jean came out of Hillview gate, Peter wag- ged his tail in recognition, but Mhor made no Sign of having seen his sister and her. friend. It was a clear, blue~and-whi-te day, with clouds scudding across the sky, Ind .afold! whistlipg wipd that blew CHAPTER X. ' One afternoon Jean called for Pam- ela. to take her to see Mrs. Hope. eoloreii. Solemn Small Boy--""- plain, please. It's better vuuo for the money." ' 'ttoprntus--"Yoa may have your choice-penny plain or two~penco PENNY PLAIN Copyright by George H. Dom: Co. Don't buy your Electric Fixtures or Appliance. until you have seen our fltte display ot the latest designs, In the Manufacturers' Annex Building, under the Grand Stand, Booths " and M. Special prices or all goods Iold during the Exhibition. It not con- venient to all, send for our New Electric Fixture Catalogue, larger and better than ever. Any other intorma. tion or advice we can give you will be gladly supplied either by mail or at the Exhibit. “AHsurd child! AEngsETr'r'ay this is Miss Reston." Moths do not usually attack dyed furs. .._._ -- -.......yu.‘.uu an Jun, ucun. "Oh, don't," Jean pleaded. "You re- mind me that I am quite uninteresting when I am trying to make believe that I am subtle, or 'subtile,' as the Psalm- ist says of ting fowler's snare." Exhibition Notice w. P. Earle Electric Supply Co. 1284 at. tualr Ave. We" . Toronto "Ah," said Mrs. Hope, "if everyone was as transparent af y?u, Jean." "Laugh!" Jean moaned. "Pamela, I must warn you that Mrs. Hope's laughter scares Priorsford to death. We speak her fair in order that she won'rgive us away to our neighbors, but we have no real hope that she doesn't see through us. Have we, Miss Augusta?" addressing the daughter of the house, who had just come into the room. "Is Priorsford amusing?" she said. "Well" (complacently). "we have our points. As Jane Austen wrote of the Misses Bingley, 'Our powers of con- versation are ieonsideratsle--we can describe an entertainment with accur- acy, relate an anecdote with humor, and laugh at our acquantances with spirit.' " I She stopped for a minute and stoodi ',rroking at the river full of "wan water Ifrom the Border hills," at the satroteh.. ‘os of lawn ornamented here and they; lby Mme fT,rurest, at the trees thrown, (with winter and rough weathor, and; she thought of the three boys who had played here, who had lived in the; white-washed house (she could see the yarreAnutyera windows), bathed undl , Mrs. Hope studfed the charmingi face bent to her own. 'Her blue eyes, were shrewd, and though she stood so; near the end of the way she had lost none of her interest in the comingst and goings of Vgnity F'.air:... . . _ I ‘three sons. Mrs. Hope hardly tr'T 'talks about them, but I've Been their .photographs, and of course I Ite :often been told about them---by Great-) ,aunt Alison, and others-and heard‘ ‘how they died. They were very cleverl and good-looking and well y,1.edcc,t,e,i kind of sons mothers are very proud Ci, and they all died imperially, if thst is an expression to use. Two died In lindia. one-a soldier-in one of the Frontier skirmishes; the other-an r) vC. S. man-from overworking in a‘ famine-stricken district. The young- est fell in the Boer War . . . so you isee Mrs. Hope has the right to be, 'proud. Aunt Alison used to tell me,' that she made no moan over her won-', ldevfnl sons. She shut herself up forl 2- slurrt time, and then faced the rorjtri again, her kindly, sharp-tongue] self.) vShe is one of those splendid Pryll1sl who take the stings and arrows; ,thrown at them by outrageous fortune land bury them deep in their hearts‘ rand go on, still able to laueh, stilli able to take an interest. Only. youl muetn't speak to hrr of what qtux has (lost, That would be too much." I Mrs. Hope had been a beautiful wo- man in her day, and was still an at- tractive figure, her white hair dressed high and crowned with a square of lace tied in quaint fashion under her chin. Her black dress was soft and becoming to her TIT. figure. There was nothing unsightly about her years; she made age seem a lovely, desirable thing. Not that her years were so very many, but she had lived every rninpte of them; also she had "Ah, my dear," she said in greeting, “I have wanted to know you. I'm told you are the most interesting person wh_o ever c_ame_to this little town." Pamela laughed. "There I am sure you have been misled. Priorsford is full of excitirig people. I expected to be dull, and l have rarely been so well amused." A She kissed Jean affectionately, up- braiding her for being long in coming,! and turned eagerly to Pamela. New people still interested her vividly/ Kellie was a newcomer who promised: we . Mrs. Hope was sitting by the hre in the drawing-room, a room full of flowers and books, and lit by four long windows. Two of the windows looked on to the lawns, and the stone figures chipped by generations of catapult-owning boys; the othwr two looked across the river into the Hope- toun Woods. The curtains wern not drawn though the lamps were lit, for Mrs. Hope liked to keep the river and the woods with her as long as light lasted, so the warm, bright room look- ed warmer and brighter in contrast with the cold. ruffled water and the wind-shaken trees outside. fished in the Tweed, thrown stones at the grey stone figures on the lawn, climbed the trees in the Honetoun Woods, and who had gone out with their happy young lives to lay them down in_a far country: - stand that." "Yes s," said Pamela. “I can under- ( To be continued.) dear, Ship your Cream to us and ob, tain the best results, with high- Bst Price for number one quallty. ai y returns, cans supebied, and express charges paid. rite for _ cam now. , BOWES co., Ltd. . TORONTO sleep, And earth the vow of her white peace fulfills, And heads them not who with such passion pay Into her iey breast the ram: they keep And still lift up their eyes unto those hula. Their world stands all on end; no place at all Is left tor even the little fields to lie That they have hung aloft like tapestry Upon the granite reaches of the wnll That towers around them. There they cling and crawl - And still contrive between the earth and sky To reap the fruit of their brief indur try Before the snows and the swift silence tall. Then in the church the meager women pray, And in CREAM Another insect gunner is the peri. patus, which is something between . scorpion and a worm. it is about three inches long, and bus legs and powerful jaws. Crawling up to its prey, it shoots out a pellet ot intense- ly sticky stuff which renders its vie. tim incapable of movement, in the London Zoo. The spray is formic acid, and the range In about twelve Inches. There are other insects which have this peculiar habit, one a kind ot ant lion of which a specimen can be seen The writer speaks from experience] when he says that there is nothinxl else to compare with it, and that a whiff of it will make any human be! in; deadly sick. A sporting dog, if "skunked," is useless for days, losing) all power ot seeming game. ! There is a small beetle known as: the bombardier, which defends itself.! when attacked by discharging an acrid l ttuid. But this beetle's ammunition tsl not only oifensive :it is also volatile! and actually explodes with a. sharp little report when it meets the air. I) bombardier can fire a dozen charges ot this kind in succession. i Mlnlrd'l Llnlment Hula Cuts. In its wild state the skunk roamsim norr the whole of North America from Cl",,");;;'; ada to Florida, and although it walks f tom Jt about in broad daylight is rarely mo/MturDu lasted. The reason is that, it annoyed, 1 took I it can discharge trom a special glandl1813v 'd a spray. the odor ot which is extreme- E gather, ly obnoxious. [the W There are few animals better known than the skunk. Every woman has ad- mired its handsome tur. Gunners of the Insect World. It's the longest-lasting connection you can buy --and Ws a help to db. gesuon and a cleanser for the mouth ttt and teeth. CANADA VOUN DRIES 6 FORGINGS JAMES SMART PLANT woman: ONT. Have Summer Heat This Witter A Warm house and a cool Flack)! 813M the ti.m 3w ggttd of an". 1"tet A KELSEY WARM All! GENERATOR in your cde' will munthls. The Kelsey Uthe moat We! and economical system of home heating ever devised and will but the smalbst Mt1ftorth+tt.stmitmiot my we sum mu mmcutms? An Alpine Village. a " my _!li)l,l:iiti/ll:i,'./,'ini,cr; iiijiiiit l 1tii/j'j Eir-Eura, Meal the huts the patient cattle ---Artne Goodwin Winslow, “H.110 W [manca by the British under Welling- Iton. July 22, 1812. " was here that MacDonell assembled the forces which hook Ogdensburg on February 22, (isis, and here also, that Col. Young Isothered the troupe for the defence " the Windmill, November 11-13, 1888. Figured in War of 1812. Upon the declaration of war by the United States in June, 1812, the small unmrtitied village ot Prescott, then 'conaiating of about thirty houses, be. icame at once a position ot consider- gable military importance. It was the head of boat navigation upon the St. ILawrence and the starting point ot itship navigation on lake Ontario. All .military atom and the major part of a other supplies for the garrisons in Up- ,per Canada had to be conveyed from (Montreal either by water carriage or itry wagons or sleigh: by the single lpassable road, closely following the inorth bank ot the river, and, in many ”places. under direct hostile oliseyva, i, tion from the opposite shore. The ex- {pulaion of the American garrison no 'the St. Lawrence secured the line of communication trom immediate dun» Gr. and interruption, According to Father Devine, mum discovered In the Vatican show that the whole coast of North America, trom Nov: Bcotia to Florida, was known as Ireland the Great in the your 1000. Monsignor Even, also basing him, self on Vatican records. ascrlbes the dllcovery of the New World to St Brendan. the navlgatcr. an Irish bim- op of the ninth cenlury, who, he my.» pusod down the New England com " tar as Delaware In the course of a mluloury voyage. Greedy. There was an alluring tenderness in the evening breeze, and the passen- gers on the pleasure simmer. havin- Jun tttttattest I good dinner. were en- Joyin; the benuties ot the evening to the full. Mm. Browne-Jones annoyed the glories of the wonderful Highland scenery. A majestic ravine came Into view, all tender grey: and shimmering brown: Ind blast. . Bhe held her breath nu they passed. "Ott, Am." she and. "what a lovely so“. that In!" B, "Yes, darling." he said, absent”, “quite the beat meal weve Ind “no. we left Won.” When the immediate troutue was over, work was continued upon Fort Wellington and it was made a place of considerable strength. " continued In be a military post. occupied by a small garrison ot regular soldiers until the autumn ot 1887, When all troops were withdrawn to Lower Canada to restore order there. in 1838 the tort again became the scene of activity and Cul Young was aent there with a small garrison to occupy it, though it had fallen into considerable disrepair. Ile, pairs were executed subsequently and in 1866 the fort was used inconut-ctiun with the Fenian raids. It was ale“ w- cupled in 1885, at the time of the Northwest Rebellion. Supporters of the new theory aha point to the similarity of the famous Round Tower at Newport to the am- cient lowers In Ireland. The site ot the fort covers an mm of 8% acres, on which there is a himk house, otBeers' quarters. caretakers dwelling and other buildings. The fort is surrounded by a moat wtth palin- Met and ramparts on which are two old gums. One of the most interesting of the buildings is a listening post, reached by an underground pan-age The blockhouse has three storeys. the tirttt two built of stone and brick and the third ot wood. On the recommendation ot the Hie. toric Sites and lonnmenta Board ot Canada restoration work on Fort Wel- lington, Prescott. Ontario, has been undertaken and completed by the Canadian National Park: Branch ot the Department ot the interior. it is the intention of the branch now to erect a bronze tablet hearing record ot the salient. facts in the history ot the tort. The old fort is connected with the stirring and romantic events ot the war of 1812, and eepeoially with the capture of Oldenburg by Colonel MacDonell and his Glengarry men. it was constructed in 1812-13. under the direction ot Lieut.-Cols. Thomas Pear- son and George R. J. MacDonell, as the main base for the defence of the com- munication between Kingston and Montreal, and named Fort Wellington in honor of the victory gained at Sala- Restoration of Historic Block- house at Prescott Completed by Department of Interior. Who Found America? MILITARY CENTRE C OF EARLY CANA- MAN HISTORY. In his We: Put. 51: di eh "I. saw audits, a at the t dumpiq lags, h bnught ttpki Wh " “ a it tl Efficie Mtn IN TRAINING (ll) BIN

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