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Many hoe- teseee make A point ot being served ttrat, in order to evoid the awkward- ness ct keeping guests waiting. but even when the serving is ditttsrent, a guest ought to begin to eat as soon " those in the immediste neighbor- hood are served. When a guest, through a much-mistaken politeness. insists on waiting for all the rest of the company, his own helping will be cold and the hosteee will be propor- thnetely dintreeeed. it is not best to begin the instant one is served, neith- er in it right to wait no long that the waiting is noticed. Begin when your “timbre on either aide ere served end this will tend to mete - one contorteble. l Mlnard'o Llnlment two By Physicians. One may Will to health or ride away from It. Some of them would be more con teeny called degndod roads. "Well, your honor," replied the " mlnutive husband. "opportunity knocks but once." Most of the midnight on burned nowadays goes by the carburetor. The most dangeroul curves no those sitting beside the driver. This mm about never starting any- thing you can't ttttish ig all right ex- cept when it comes to tuning a cold ulnar. The eighty-pound husband w” the defendant and the two-hundred-pound wife was the plaintiff. . Our Own Fables. Backareat drivers die of nervou: prostrauon years before the people they are forever coaching die in Into accidents. While the Supreme Court gives the pedestrian the right ot way at a street crooning do not rely toe strenuously on it. It is possible to be right and dead, too. "And why did you slap your wife’s face Instead of helping her when the automobile knocked her down?" In- quired the judge. Often WI more important that the nutomlblle driver think to atop than to stop to think. Don't know “whrurla leave home," but they stay at home usually been“. the alvve-r'a out of tix. Another eternal Mingle: A cold morning, a secondhand car and pro- fanny. The old cry ot "Get u horse“ mm: to have been changed to "Get a podw "In." . The pedutrlan'a lot wouldn't be " hard it he could watch can and Ankle! at the same time. "Turning state's evidence." and the students when they changed III the markers on the road. Moral-You should worry.' Like to go tor I Mule spin?" What do you think I am, a top When to Begin to Eat. Everybody's “melting - Take a. lot and (a . Up the hills that topple In a sea of alowl Fill your little basket, Heap your hands 1nd Bing Patches of it over The palace of the king'. Courts will not molest you, Guardians not proclaim A ban upon your plenum. A stain upon four name; Kick it up and {Milton All shapes ot It you Nie-- A rainbow in the "Hey. A palace In the tron! Everybody's truttghitte- Heaps ot it ,and more, Down the little pathway, Undone“): the door; Peeping through the window, Climbing o'er the MII--- Take It up and tons It Over yonder hill'. Sun shine. an How old he really was I hadha idea. I know Pd been coming up here fishing for a good many years and he'd always looked about the same. But perhaps that was simply because nothing changed very much in Wood- stock. The olaee ambled unhurriediv along regardless, slightly disd'Linfnl it sometimes teamed. of the acceIeration of the outside world. Like the stream winding down he tw:en the broad hills which formed the valley, its life Bowed along, undis- turbed and tranquil. On the comfort- alf.e main street. still paved with good brqwn dirt, the Same stores, run by the same men. said goods to the am farmers ‘on the same farms. Oe- interest I was goin' to grit, and that, I started to say what I thought sounded pretty good right then, be-'nbout spoiling fine old houses, but I cause Nettie wanted to go to normal-never finished, for at that moment, in school bad and I eouldn't just figger the village street tr. outside the win- where the money was comin' from till dow someone lanaia d. We both looked Earl told me about this stock of hisn." , at each other. T t laugh was unmis- He looked up rather plaintively, and takable. It was a laugh that slapped added: "Well, I guess we all make you on the back and made some inane mistakes. I'll know better next time." joke; that disregarded you and thrust He always ended like that, thouthyou aside; -a laugh having nothing to of course, everybody knew that when ': do with mirth; a too loud, too import- a man like Ben Hooper lost the little' “It laugh. money he’d saved up there waan't any; “That's him," said Ambrose Peck. next time. But he'd been saying thei "Ha! ha! ha!" came crowding in same thing for ten years. and, though,'out of the spring night. "Wouldn't everyone received it With complete , ever get a thing done in this cemetery stolidity, yet, nevertheless, just re-', if I didn't come up here and put some peatirut it over and over like that gimp into the corpses-ha! ha! hal" seemed to preserve in Ben a sort of, Subdued words that sounded defer- vague. rather wistful eonMenee. ential were interrupted by: Small, patched and shiny as he was, al "Hi! ha! hal-hat. Yes, sir-ree, certain independence clung to him “the flnest place in Madison County though he knew something about him..lthat 1rl.tee'll be when I get through self you tiid!t't. [with it." , U A "Everybody gets stung once in a while." I assured him, and his smile wiped ten years " his age as he an- swered eagerly: "Yes, sir; they do. Guess it's the only way to Iearn. I learned my lesson all right. It’ll be my turn myrt tine, You see'.", I knew that this meant evening ae- counts with Earl Bixbv. and I confess now that I smiled a bit sadly at the picture of littie old Ben Hooper. handy man and bus driver at the Mansion House In Woodstock, New York. try- ing to make a dent in the metallic hide of the now powerful Senator Bix- by. Somehow Ben didn't look like the sort of man to dent things. A eonfid- ing smiie always lurked just behind 11‘s blue eyes, and, as I say, he was srmCl and brown and not young any more. . Reflective': he scratched gray hair; above a small face of brown leather; and slapped what had once been a hat against a patch in his knee. "He said, I'd be sure to double my money in five,' years' time, besides the 10 per cent., interest I was goin' to git, and that, sounded pretty good right then, ber' cause Nettie wanted to go to normal:" school bad and I couldn't just tigger where the money was comin' from till Earl told me about this stock of hisn.", That was Earl dehy. In the haste'. with which he was assembled the, sympathetic mechanism had been 011-: tirely left out. He needed money and. Ben's was as f,t,'d as nuybody’s so he sold him twe ve hundred shares of i Trtrnss-State Packet " gar. That was, not so hard as it noun tr, for the new‘ barge canal through New York State had only been finished a short time and! everyone thoucht it was lit,','?',', to be a great thing. The state ad spent sol much monegeon it it looked as though; it ought to a great thing. It sound-' od so id. ' l "Yes, he got the best of me all right," he finished. "There ain't an doubt about it; he trimmed 'me goo}: I hadn't ought to have had anything to do with a man like Earl Bixby, but we'd knowed one another such a long time I didn't calc’late he'd say what wasn’t so.” There was nothing a all unusual about the story. Ten yen: ago Ben Hooper'o wife died And he sold his little farm up on the High Bridge Road intending to move to town and buy an interest in Zeke Merrill's hard- ware business. Every time I came up to Wood- stock Ben told me the story. He was repeating it now, in his mild, slow voice, as we sat with our chairs tipped back against the wail in the office of the 91d Mansion Hons; after_supper.u The old Erie had been an institu- tion. A line of boats running up and down the new.canal to transport all the freight from out West to New York sounded pretty good. But it wasn't. It transported itself into bankrupte in I. very short Itime. Bixby mange uite a neat sum " the deal. Ben Pamper got a job at the hotel and his daughter, Nettie, started ingoing housework. m - If he'd done that he would be on Easy Street now, for the hardware business has fiouAtrhed and Zeke is dead. But he didn't do it. Instead, Earl Bixby happened to drop into Woodstock at Just that ri','"',",".',',?,):, time, head thou: Hoope a twelve hundred dollars, And hurried right out to get it. Earl Bixby had been born and raised here in the town, but he'd gone away and made money, or, to be more exact, he was beginning to make money. How much he made depended entirely on how much he could get his hmds'on. "If you ever heard Earl Bixby laugh," he said "you'd know what I mean. He laughs a lot and he laughs awful loud, but it's, just like hammer- :n"on a pan; there ain't any feelin' to t.' He was supposed to be a lawyer but wu really a real estate speculator and promoter-m Il),',,"',','),',',,",,', of Earl Bixby chiefly. In is r,Ql'ffQ', like: life he probably woul not have done what he did to Ben Hooper. I don't suppose he was essentially a mean man or a crook. He couldn't have been for he has built a atone library in Woodstock; he was simply a man constructed of solid brass and concen- trated on logkipg after himself. _ Ambrose Peek," who is very fat and runs the Mansion House, put it this my); - _ _ _ --- _ Part I. NERVE By MARTIN KNAPP. in. yia!-.haw He winked porten- tmHiy. "Sty, if I hag .t.his.saee---" He wasn't an awfully Inge man but he looked large, portly. with a smooth, round stomach, and smooth, round, very red cheeks. He pulled out a Urge ttou-mounted cigar case, sank i "Well, now, it is kind of peeuliar," Ambrose agreed, and spat refieetively, Con:' way I can explain it is that ”here ain't no place in the hull world (There. Earl Bixby feds so big as he does right here in Woodstock. You ‘see he was raised here and it keeps right before him what he was and what he is now and how much better ‘he's done than tvnybody else. There's lots of men like that in their old home towns. Over in Brompton, where he lives, or down in New York he's up against other rich men, but here he's the hull thing." I "That may be it." l "I guess go." l "Well, the Adams House is a fine ol4_ttlace/' _ _ _ _ .. _ Murmurs, more laughter, thumps on the porch floor, and then the door 1tptt open and in he flowed, shout, ing: 'Well, well, well! How are you, Brose? Still runnin' the same old shack, I see. Same old mansion in the sky. Ho! ho! ho! Say, why don't you use a little imagination, Brose? Make this into a swell country hotel-spend some money-advertise, get a band, and a sign out in front. The Green GNU .-"al'd. how'd that be? Eh? Ha! "Hal ha! hal-hat. Yes, sir-ree, the finest place in Madison County that 1rl.tee'l! be when I get through with it." cuiondly lone end dnughten went over the hill: and never ceme beck. That wee nhout the tt,tt'at, It we: in the days before t autoinobiU had quite robbed the country of ell remoteness. Even the railway station w” e miU and u half any on the other side of the valley, and when {on got there it was only a branch ine anyway, running over to the city of Brompton, about twenty-two miles to the north. "Well, I ean't be Mttin' here talk- in'," Ben announced suddenly, Ind, panning out of (has. chain, heLcellod in "Was Tore Earl commenced stiekin' additions onto it. He’s gettin' it so it looks like a institution. He's up here now, you know, overseein' puttin' on another addition." 'rGri"iAi/lr"Ait out for the seven- twgpty-niqo Mn tsouth'." . I I "Great genl" observed Ambrose Peck, leaning across the desk nnd gently sliding a cigar to the opposite extrytity othitr mouth.. . .m. . " . "Sure, 2 know. It's kind of pitiful. He's awful gonerous, Ben is, and that ’s the only thing he's got to offer RHYMY trad -rtot?otlypytynt? it." _ - al stiould think lie'd had enough of boats." Ambrose granted and slipped the cigar back across his teeth, and I said I thought it was strange that a man Like Bixby should want to come back ere. Then the door banged Ind u mounted the seat. of an ancient yellow bug tusd went rattling oil Into the spring dusk amid a spatter of mud and lavish profgnity. _ . “Still getting even with Bixby," I smiled. "Always is." 'ytTEd"T he keeps it up." "Heh, n a lot worse since Earl bought the Adams place and comes back here to live summers. That’s stirred Ben all up. Seemed like he was beginning to forget about it be- fore that, but Earl Joshes him every time he sees him an that makes Ben most crazy. I declare I'm worried sometimes fer fear he'll do somethin' to Earl." "Its too badl" "YG're forgiittine that old fiat- bottomed boat of his up on the pond." hArgbrooe laughed. "Yes, I forgot t at. "Yes, it is. That business {mat broke up his and Nettles hull ife. Ben feels it's all his fault Nettie has had to work so hard. It worries him all the time. If it wan't fer that I don't believe he'd 'a' took it so hard. But it was pretty tough. Hed be flxed fine now if he' bought Zeke'a more the way he intended to. As it is he ain’t got a thing in thtwprld/'. - "He keeps offering it to mo every time I come up here.' The W. T. Pember Stores Limited ms. The world's best . hair tint. Will ro- nore gray hair to its natural color in 15 minutes. Small size, $3.30 by malt Double the. 86.50 try mall 129 Yonge St. INECTO RAPID Toronto UN IAHIU Into_eupr,rm-tittaondr" in! co. Bar,mrtta-1iorkysedt.t.r ateh mom tlah not“ here then-ell the mat of the town put together. Wont right After " and got ’eu. That’s me. Alwayi lave been like that. Soy -.-" A bluff end hearty Person, to whom the world as my. Several men dropped in - Beth Thomas, the postmaster. end Jute Ellis and old Em Meeker and lune whom I didn't know. leby became the centre of quite I. group of respect- ful citizenl, who listened, chewed to- bacco, and eve now and than nod- ded solemnly. 'iL','l I thought I saw Thomas wink " Ambrose eck, but of that I couldn't be sure, _ mm???» aid. “in! In! hal 8-1.!" tid. we wutroupret, S? The larger man paid no attention. "Yes, sir-ree, just lost his nerve. That's the way they all do. Now me -mw, I lost fifty thousand dollars on a deal a while ago and never turned a hair. Just kissed that money good- by and_!9_rgot, about it. That's the w"ay to do." Alt (tshipwreeked)-" 'Ow far would ypr say land was, Bill?" Bill--'Nile an' 'art, I reckon. 'Ow far can yer swim?" . Bill--"" we'll just do it between us. I can swim 'art a mile." Samar Bixby-he had been I sum sensmr " one “Mat tti Blling his ehair amply and emphasiz my his remarks by resounding thumps " his {It palms on the their arms Fre. quently he would laugh in no mild wny. “Yes, sir-reel You've got to get right out and get what you want. Nay, most _fe11owx T --'.' . .. a "He min kiddin me any. Weigh games I anus did. I saw him swallow. "Old Ben Hooper," Bixby persisted. "He and me was boys together. Best friends ever was." Ben turned around sharply from the desk whcee te was depositing the . . . parcels. "That ain't so. apd you know Just Dip to Tint or Boil it ain't. I ein't no friend of yourn. to D You know what you done to me. Yo: ___'.",','?., -- "Ha! ha! ha! ha!" roared Bixby. "Listen to him! Tried to do him a good turn once. Tried to make a Httle money for him and now hear what he says! That's just what I mean, boys. That's just what I said a minute ago. Ben lost a little money once and he ain't been a bit of good since. Just lost his nerve, 1 guess. Yes, sir-roe Alt--'" can only manage a mile, Bill." My atention wandered and I'm not sure what most fellows did or didn't do, but he talked about it for some t.ime, every now and then pausing to look ground the grppp for potivti. ap- I noticed Ambrose Peck ttng; at the clock and begin chewing is damn Presently I heard wheels rattle in the street outside and shifted yeasilrfn "Well, well, well!" shouted Bixby. "if there ain't my old friend Bennie Hooper. Old Ben Hooper! Hello, Ben, you_old colt!" " 'Ls, Earl," Ben Hooper answered, his voice sounding very mull beside the others. He tried to draw himself up as he entered the room. “Train was right on time," he informed us, endeavcring to make it sound im- portant. "Ben, you get more shriveled up every time I come up here. Guess Brose don't feed you enough. Brose, why don't you feed Ben up? He ain't a good tuiyer.ti.semy.n! for you." fl tibon't let him kid you/Ben,' Peek said, kindly. - - _ U --- _ _ "I aint', neither. I ain't, neither. Youujust wait and Bee, Ehrrt Bixby int-oval. He traced G early life here n Woodstock in no mean detail, and told me what was the troubie with the town. He talked for a gopd while. my chair. Peck fidtreted behind the desk and kept an e e on the door. The rattle died away ff, the direction of the stable at the rear of the building. Some minutes passed and I was fli'.intt my pipe.absently. The senator was progmmmg: _ - . .. "The reason why most men don't amount to anything is because they haven't any nerve. Yes, sir-reel They get licked once and it's all off. They gin’t good for nothing after that. " " Wéuddenly he paused and began to laugh. We all turned. Ben Hooper stopd _in the doorway. _ _ .. . He had a number of bundles under his arms and, somehow, throu h the tobacco smoke, he looked fl2'llli'l and more shabby than usual. Perhaps it was because we were all in a group and he was standing there alone. He stood quite still, and?! at the stout man in the chair. e must have heard the last words. ottAwtritrMuttrarMdbEditutrtxmtm DIMDMA WE . !UNIOR COURSE. TEACHERS cams: . MERGAL ART G'A'REID R.C.A. principal Session 1925-26 opens October 6th For Prospectus apply to Registrar ONTARIO QDLLEQE OF ART" Write Simona: Canada Saw Co., Limited, 1550 Dundas St, West. Toronto. Ontario. tor price! on Clmondl Speclal Circus? Cord Wood saw 1 Cord Wood Saw Users TORONTO CE (To be continued.) Saved! Buy Diamond Dyes-no other kind-- and tell your druxgist whether the ma. terial you wish to color In wool or silk, or whether it Is linen, cotton' or mixed goods. Flower scented tea is the latest beverue in Pekin, China. The ttower is heated with the tea leaves and im- parts an unusual tttivor to the drink. The white Jasmine is the flower most used and the practice is becoming no popular that large nelda ot Jasmine are now being planted. The famous waxwork: at Mud-mo human. where a disastrous are oc- curred some time ago. are still drui- ing Titrttoru. They haw never hard at the combustion, and are bitterly disappointed to learn that their oil- grimage in useless. Other visitors to London have never heard of the danger to St, Paul'l Cathedral, and are astonished when. on arriving at the (amour church, they ttnd that a large part of the interior is boarded up. Even more tragic was the case of n Indy who, after reading u novel deal. ing with the Bastille, made A special Journey to Paris in order to see the historic fortress. The only thing that she found was . tablet on which was an account of its destruction. One of the moat amusing cases of this sort occurred recently " the 'llower ot London. A lady had in" mid a vilit to the Bloody'Tower, and come down amending her money buck. “It's a fraud!" the exclaimed. "Why, there mm any blood!" Keep Mlnnrd'u Llnlment In the house. Price, crmi,uto, $6.00 For a]: by Numbers and lard-axe "me' throughout the country. "-5359 'trms Home: 01“"... any one or (told that SMP mauled Wm Bruin Boards AG. Made to tit all? Sink! and atl standard duh." Bin 20' x te. sum mudy Won u on BMP Sinks. Very “some and I [Rut lube: um. Botd comm with backtn Ind Lttlr- for “I! up. A Real Sink Armci, Price, cGbiliis, $12.00 www.ciom [or $12.00 Behind the Fair. Flower Scented Tea. ISSUE No. 38--'2s. Tee, "wagon f When a sworn: ot heee one" the i new mode thnt they hue decided - 'Ott for their home. it in lat on on” once. Directly the bees arrive my thou-end- at then " the-alve- to the root, clinging on with their trout legs. Others hook themeelvee to then, and I solid beg of ineeca ie termed. A great heat is generated by this noel. land the reeult in that smell hotel ot 1 pure white we: form on their bodiee. At the end of twenty-four hour. the orchitecto ot the new city get to work. They mohnt to the top ot the clueter and begin the foundetionl. tor this home ot we: in built downwarde, being suspended from the root. . Meeeuremeut Morale. If we could wutch them, u l hove done in n glue hive, we would see ewh hunter-bee an 1 Intel] wuen nuke Aron: One of it: pockets. Thin would he bitten end kneeded " the powerful in" until it we. plinhle. Then we would notice the heed of thin mull builder working bechwenls and tar. wards, end a tiny line ot wax would gradually form on the root. It we watched long ennugh, we should ace the centre line of e wexeu wall being donned, and the well: ot the cells on I each tide of it. o Indy, lone thy silken thread And tiomsrr tattestrte--- Tbere'l lulu rose- on the bush, And blossom: on the tree. Stoop when thou wilt, thy careleu hand Borne random bud will meet; Thou can“ not and but thou wilt and The dolly at thr Net. Thére'a fairy tulip: itt the mot--- The garden ot the Inn; The very uran- Mtieet the lanes. And blossom u they run. While morn ow like I crimson rm! sun wet with mrly showers: Then, Indy. In" the mm tttread Thou twine". it. lam "Us like the birthday of the world. When outlyvu born In bloom; The light In undo of many dyes, The alt ll all perfume; There's crimson buds. and white and ttht.--- The very ninbow shower. Hue turned to Monum- where they Thomas Hood was beat known In life by " llvelineu. He "or. "i have to be u lively Hood to can a tteeik hood." But may he count: Among the Victoria: pooh, and such mater- pieces In “The Bridge ot Signs" and "The Son; of the Shirt" give him a high Nttee. Sometimes it happen: that after the "arm leaves its old home to form a new one, the bright warm weather changes suddenly, end n long spell of rain and cold, when no honey is form- ed in the-tiomsrs, mites its place. in such cases the bees will cling tenact. ously to their new home. On Short Ration. Beeore leaving the original hive, the been that intended to follow their queen filled them-elves with honey, and etch had in m lmlll body enough tor about tour days. in one ot emer- gency this is shared out, being care- fully retioned, end it the inclement weather would continue, and the been come to the verge of Iteration, the regaining tood in weed by the out. eide been to the centre. where it in carefully hulbended to feed the queen. l have Been thousands ot those on the edge of the cluster dead, while a mull handful were Hound the queen. The last drop ot all in given to her. and she in the Int to die. They must put - ounce ot enemy Into their work. tor within a few weeks they must gather snmclem stores to keep them for at lent eight months. and If the westher should keep tine, and there are plenty ot honey-yielding ttowe" tn the tieide, they will bring in enough tor themselves rnd a big surplus for the bee-keeper. Other beau would he working at equal dlsuncee apart on the root, end so wonderful are their menurementl that when these wells are completed, eech la the same one; the ce!ls in each are the same depth, while between each wall there will be the same space. A few den inter there are many tinierhed six-aided cells, and the queen begin to people the new city. She Alone lays the em. and ahe does thin as flat es the cells are completed, lay- ing one in each. Honey in brought in, and pollen and water .and the nurae been are soon at work mixing the spe- cial tood, a mixture ot pollen end water, that ia given to the young been when they leave the eggl. Only Worker. Wanted. . The beea work as they have - worked before. Every available hour ot Inn-hine ll token advantage of, with the result that hundreds die simp- ly because their tired bodies cannot work longer. Their wings are worn through butteting against the winds, yet many ot the" dianbled workerl reach their home end deliver their stores. it they cannot perform any more dutiea. they are thrown out by their companions. There is no sym- pathy or love of any description shown in this tnntter.ot-ttret community. A Poem You Should Know. " tell. . ,. "V -_ And town the earth with titaresm mmatmG_AllrsEll By any» a. run. FL.- Morning Song. no“, o - til ttave the cut Pom, thu jol- “ricus J 4Mthtsi trees, their In Into “Iv or may nrd in ordor out tr Itar inte in or fr If be eve fhrk par We All . we ,0 all pl: M tree one best mer my deper under n. “. " If me oif tr Ilfillfimlt