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She had paid strict attention throughout the lesson, scarcely taking her eyes off the schooi master. At the end he said: "Now, Lucy, I‘m sure you have something interesting to tell us. sir, do you know you are wearing odd to other sections of America where easy access and popularity rapidly forced a depletion of games and fish, the same fear might arise respecting Ontario, now that the trek of sportsâ€" men has turned in its direction. One everlooks, however, the great fact that Ontario is amply provided with wast sanctuaries, that shooting seaâ€" sons are strictly limited, ‘as is the Bbag, and that in the ferested zonet mative population is so thinly scatterâ€" ed as to affect but meagerly the soil, climate, multiple vari wonder that of 100 millic the primitive easy.reach 0 eentrations o ent, has draw The Province of Ontario occupies the geographical centre of Canada, a land of wonderful diversity in topoâ€" graphy, as in resources, reaching morthward to the waters of Hudson Bay and southward to the Niagara River, giving expression to nearly all the inventions of Mother Nature in soil, climate, forest types and the multiple varieties of wild life. Small wonder that a continuous woodland of 100 million acres, most of it in the primitive stage, and within such easyâ€"reach of the great human conâ€" centrations of the American Continâ€" ent, has drawn to itself thousands of annual visitors equipped with gun or‘ Dark green cantonâ€"faille crepe is another interesting scheme in comâ€" bination with eggshell. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name and address plairâ€" ly, giving number and size of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson Pattern Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto, Sanctuaries In Ontario » Prevent Came Depletion Black crepe satin is stunning in this model with pinkishâ€"beige crepe satin contrast. It has the modish flared sleeves and becoming draped bodice. And it‘s cut on extremely slenderâ€" izing lines with its curved seaming through the flat hipline. A rich brown print made the origâ€" inal, with plain pastelâ€"red contrast. Style No. 2997 may be had in sizes 16, 18 years, 36, 38, 40 and 42 inches bust. Size 36 requires 3% yards of 39â€"inch material with % yard of 39â€" inch contrasting. J Daintiness has tms little sheer wo_qlqn frockâ€"and such charm! lustrated Dressmaking Lesson nished With Every Pattern ISSUE No. 44â€"‘31 &V, reach of th itions of th as drawn tc 1 visitors ec Recognizing What New York |Boy Scout Statue _ Is Wearing lUnveiled in England "SALADA" ANNEBELLE WORTHINGTON range as it existed in days Such delicacy of Havour is not found in other teas what has ha of America popularity of games a» 'rm:!o-Euo'gAa'am’ thousands. of with gun or as happened life. Smaill s woodland st of it in within such human conâ€" can Continâ€" Furâ€" There are a lot of greyâ€"haired peo. be bothered with anything tonight. ple who are dyeing to get married. , There‘s not that much hurry.""" If his Proud father (whose son is tinkerâ€" ing with the wireless set) : "That boy of mine will go far." Guest: "Good! When does he start?" The sacred rights of man are not| He couldn‘ to be rummaged for among old parchâ€"| that he had d ments or musty records. They are| rubber of bri written as with a sunbeam in the| would unders whole volume of human nature by! "Tomorrow the hand of divinity itselt and can |ized* 5t was never be erased by mortal power.â€" Anonymouns. at all Another experiment was to release sixteen trained racing homers on aA strange course. On the new course only three came home in less than five hours, six were out from one to fourâ€" teen nights and two nâ€"ver came home Dr. Grundlach constructed a maze in such a way that only a creature having a direction of sense would be able to solve it. Experienced homers were baffled even. after three months of trial. Miss Spendâ€""Must â€" have small," The theory that the homing pigeon has a special sense of direction is disproved by experiments conducted by Dr. Raiph H. Grundlach of the Uniâ€" versity of Washington. A better exâ€" planation for its skill in finding its way home is that the carrier has good vision, wide cruising ange and some special motivation. Mr. Closeâ€""This vacatk; ilu cost me a small fortune." Councilior E. J. Hughes, Mayor of Birkenhead, accepted the statue on beâ€" half of the borough. sage of love and fellowship or the wings of sacrifice and service to the ends of the earth. Frow now on, the Scout symbol of peace is the Golden Arrow. Carry it fast and far, so that all men may know the brotherhood of men." How Carrier Pigeon a Finds His Way Home ‘‘Today I send you out from Arrowe to all the world bearing my symbol of peace and fellowshipâ€"each one of you my ambassador, bearing my mesâ€" The memorial is in the form of a lifeâ€"size figure of a Boy Scout carved in green stone in an open frame of buff sandstone. It was designed by Leonard Barnish of Liverpool. Below the figure appear the words: "Preâ€" sented to the Borough of Birkenhead by the Boy Scouts Association to comâ€" cemorate the World Jamboree at Arâ€" rowe Park, 1929." The inscription also includes an extract from Lord Badenâ€" Powell‘s farewell message at the Jamâ€" boree which reads: In the absence of Lord Badenâ€" Powel!, the Chief Scout of the World, at whose call in August, 1929, the youth of the world came together, Lord Hampton, Chief Commissioner of the Boys Scouts Association of Great Britain, unveiled the statue in the presence of several high British Seout officials. Lord Hampton was the guest of horor at the twentyâ€"first annual meeting of the National Counâ€" cil of the Boy Scouts of America at Memphis, Tenn., last spring, and later made a tour iuring which he observed many phases of scouting in America. %?fiyâ€"â€"; é : NEJ a mm‘ n A x: a f '”/“. Mr. Closeâ€""Thie vanatinn he To nerpetuate the memory of the third World Scout Jamboree at Arâ€" rowe Park, near Birkenhead, England, a statue of a Boy Scout has just beea unveiled at the end of Pilgrim‘s Way, where the five main roads of the tert city met. At the Jamboree, held a little more than two years ago, 50,000{ Boy Scouts from seventyâ€"three coun-l tries camped together ‘or two weeks. Monument _ Commemorates GCathering of 50,000 at Birkenhead in World by . "Tomorrow must do," he temporâ€" can | ized; "it was a beast of a journey"â€" r.â€"| which was more or less correctâ€""and I want to restâ€"be alone.‘" The latter ,statement, whilst being possibly unâ€" ker-| gallant, was, at least, strictly accurâ€" boy ; ate. od!| â€" "Stevensson will want your report." "He must wait for it,‘ He‘d have 'to wait a jolly long time, too. "I can‘t peo. be bothered with anything tonight. ’ _1 won‘t allow itâ€"do you think I want all Scotland Yard prowling round?" That was a good one, sureâ€" ly; and when he saw the woman bite her lip and give evident se ‘lous conâ€" sideration to is rebuke, he knew he had struck a bull‘sâ€"eye. "Then you‘ll have to come with me to the Rosy Dawn." uI C.n't-" "Why not?" He couldn‘t tell her, he supposed that he had decided on trying to get a rubber of bridgeâ€"he doubted if she would understand. |__ He expected an explosion, but, inâ€" ‘ stead, he saw something of the anger | die cown in the beautiful face. | "I had to dressâ€"I‘m going on to the | Rosy Dawn Night Club. Stevensson | is to be there. Have you met Stevensâ€" | son yet?" the "Noâ€"not yet." It was too much to hope that she would put all her remaining questions in that form, but, so long as she did, he could stick to the truth without, apparently, any great risk of the consequences. "I expect he‘ll want me to bring him back here," she added. Crane considered it time to register his disapproval. He was on a muchâ€" needed holiday; he couldn‘t have his roomsâ€"and a private suite at that!â€"â€" littered up with a lot of mysterious beings who belonged by rights to theI films. "Not that I‘know of. A fellow bumped into me in King Street, St. James‘s, tonigh<, but I put the brecze up him properly and he soon cleared off." Time was giving him confidence ; h> was beginning to feel that, up till now, he had not done so badly in his totally unrehearsed part. A sense of humor made him add sharply : “You‘ ought to have had more sense than to come here dressed like that. With your ha‘r and figure, everyone in the hotel will remember you." ; ‘"Noâ€"nothing." The game was be-l ginning to intrigue him now; and the! belief that there was possibly some-’ thing crooked in it added to the imâ€"| terest. Stupid, perhaps, but he was feeling like a man who had been given | a ticket marked: | ADMIT ONE TO ADVENTURKE. He was going on. ""No one follcwed you here?"" came the next snapped question. "But you JONO?” 1 "Yes; you can‘t be too careful. Any thing happe_q on the voyage over?" It seemed somewhat u> calm the storm. ‘"You know what you are to do*" the interrogation proceeded; "but 1 am wasting time," she went on in that â€" same _ tempestuous fashion ; "everything was detailed clearly in the letters. By the way, what have you done with them?" ""I thought it best to lock them up." This, again, was the truth. f So dynamic was her manner that he actually felt an overwhelming reâ€" lief. It was as though he was a real player in this mysteryâ€"drama, instead of being a mere understudyâ€"and a frauduilent one at that . . . ‘"Yes, you are spea'kirrlg”tihrew}.;;zth," she said. _ "So I did until ten days ago. Then I got tired of it." He smiled at the silly conteit which had leapt into his mind merely because the first stateâ€" ment happened to be true. The woman seized on the words. "Were you suspected? Was that why you shaved off your moustache? Come here!" Because he did not obey the‘ command immediately, she stepped forward and, taking him by the shoulâ€" ders, drew his face down. At first,l Philip had the insane notion that she meant to kiss him, but the fiercenessl in her face belied any such idea. "You are much younéé; th;n_ I imâ€" agined. They said you were thirtyâ€" five{ and wore a moustacke." monosyllable, won‘t allow "Then, why weren‘t you here to keep the appointment? If I toldâ€"" She stopped and looked at Crane as though she wanted to read his soul. "Yesâ€"of course. ‘They were hore awaiting me." He did not know why he was carrying on this stupid game, except that the woman was temporâ€" «rily domminating him. We s e e Oe RACTC. He is further mystified by finding the letter is written in code. After dining out, on his return he finds an unknown woman in his rooms. 0 2o d s S oR Emt On arrival at the Midâ€"Western Hotel, where he has suddenly decided to stay. he is surprised to find a letter addressei to him, although no one could have )L('no»:m _Oof his intention to stay tzere. sYNOPSIS Phillip Crane, a young aeroplane deâ€" signer, comes to London on holiday. At Waterloo Station he saves a girl, Marâ€" gery Ferguson, from death by snatching her from beneath a large car. a musn‘t do that!" Thex_'e was a challenge CHAPTER II.â€"Cont‘d) rite at that!â€"â€"â€" of mysterious rights to the in "I said that the girl might possibly fall in love with you," was the reply. _ He seized on the words. "Well, that would.be all to the good, surely?" he heard himself saying. "What was <that you said?"" he queried. His companion lit the cigaret whickh she had just taken from a tortoiseâ€" shell case. L i | be: dull and uneventful his life up till ‘ now certainly had been; he was the last person to be associated with any foolish Don Quixotry, butâ€" He was a man, and what max» with any spirit could allow this fiendish scheme to go through without endeavoring to raise a hand to prevent it? _ "What are you thinking about?" The words, sharply uttered, recalled him to himself. He had to pretend. He must endeavor, so far as was able, to continue to lay the part of the crook for whom he was mistaken. This girl, cool, sophisticated, and intelliâ€" gent, as she undoubtedly was, had to be deceivedâ€"if that was possible. .!.I:.‘ looked across at her,smiling. Then a third thought came. This affair, however big it might be, conâ€" cerned exclusively other people. It was no business of his. And yet, a‘â€" though his native commonâ€"sense, he knew, had dictated it, he was not preâ€" pared to listen to this voice of caution. Ordinary and commonplace he might ONTARIO ARCHIVES ‘ TORonNnto But for his quick dash that girl would now have been dead. Dead! It was a horrible thought to associate with anyone so young and beautiful, so fragrant, and so vibrant with the happiness that should have been hers. His mood of jocularity soon passed. He became serious. It was the vision of that girl‘s face again, the terror he remembered seeing in her eyes, that brought the gravity back into his mind. The vision lasted for at least half a minute, and at the und of that time, an explanation to this mystery had arrived. The situation was plain. He, by some extraordinary chance, had been mistaken for a crook. This girl, who must belorg to a gang, believed he was someone else. That explained everything, of courseâ€"the cryptoâ€" grams in the letters bearing his name. What a joke! And for this amazing thing to have happened to himâ€"a quiet, ordinary commonplace draughsâ€" man, who had confe from Truro of all places in the world! Philip did some lightning remlecting. A memory came back to him. He saw a girl‘s face: i. was white with fear. Whispered words faltered from her lips: "They meant to kill me!" Another memory stabbed his brain; that juggerraut from whose wheels he had snatched the girl had been painted green! "Stevensson‘s Iookix‘;g‘for her now in his big green car; she‘s somewhere in London." "It‘s all set down in your instrucâ€" tionsâ€"anyone would thizk you hadn‘t read them! You‘re to attend to the girlâ€"keep her out of mischief!" Anâ€" other short, hard laugh. "The girlâ€"?" He had repeated the two words before pulling himself up. A very disturbing mental picture had flashed across his brain; he saw himâ€" self looking again into the brown eyes of a girl who was swrely troubledâ€"â€" a girl who had whispered the words: "They meant to kill me!" ©I‘ll tell Stevensson that I think you‘re too goodâ€"looking for the job," she said; "the girl may fall in love with you." The words were accomâ€" panied by a short, hard laugh. "Let him say what he likes. Good/ night." Crossing to the door, he opened it. She looked 2t him again strangei,‘ intent fashion. go. I don‘t know what Stevensson will say, though." Crane yawned again in a most realâ€" istic manner. Wowaishas dhcaiedirâ€"asindeciicaed ts t as dl d Pretly good, he thought. When the woman. was gone, he‘d roar vith laughter and try to speculate what it all meant on his way to the smoking room. His visitor rose at the unmistakâ€" able hint. "All right" she «aid anvile 6#Int Trkis farce must end. He yawned. "I hate to be rude, but I‘m going to bed. Make any appointment you like for after eleven tomorrow morning, but you‘ll have to excuse me now. I want to make up for the sleep I lost." I‘m a Cornishman, and nishman never acquires but his own?" eyes had not beenâ€"fixed on the woâ€" man‘s face, he must have grinned. You seem to have learned indeâ€" pendence in America, ut I warn you, Crane, that that sort of stuff won‘t go with Stevensson, or withâ€"" She broke off quickly as, for the third time since this interview had started, a puzzled expression, which seemed to be more than half suspicion, flashed into her face. ‘"You don‘t speak with any Ameriâ€" can accent," she said. "Of course not; don‘t you know that (To be continued.) right," she said curtly, "I‘ll CHAPTER II1. that a Corâ€" any accent in that Avarice makes a man a peevish and cruel master, a severe parent, an unâ€" sociable husband, a distant and disâ€" trustful friend, and causes often an unhappy home. London Daily Herald (Lab.): No nation can live to itself in the financial sense. As someone has said, the counâ€" tres of the world are roped together like Alpine climbers; if one falls over the precipice the strain fallsâ€"on the others. Mark, franc, dollar, poundâ€" their fortunes are intertwined. Un the road to the great hereafter When the shadows round us fly, And the echo of all our laughter Is heard the wind‘s sad sigh, May we find in the darkest places A gap in the hedge to show The beauty ahead and the faces With heavenly light aglow. : â€""K", in Chambers‘ Journal, On the road to t It is tiring along the highroad In the heat of the noonday sun, It is lonely in every byâ€"road When summer days are done, But oh! how the spir‘t rallies When gaps in the hedgerows bring The gleam of light in the valleys And joy to our wayfaring. International Finance The Gap in the Hedge . Two tablets, and the nagging pain is y&&m"l&:fi&m%mw pain Kiow td ban‘y.pots ret it orny, es pot o taking it. ting a head to finish may be hereic, but it is also a little foolish, Bo is sseilficiny es a night‘s sleep because you‘ve an annoying cold, or & ~ :ennntu. Thent'ul;l'cu always relieve. W" depress may be taken freely, b‘“ mmt::mmifld.mw»,md ‘ flym:nmuhmmhm you ing Aspirin. Don‘t take a substitute because Fox‘s fi?fim“mu‘mhm I3 [BN healthful food.. The CANADA STARCH CO Avarice EDWARDSBURG *‘No, I don‘t have ‘nerves.‘ You can‘t have them, hold this sort of position. Myhudnsedtoth'r:‘s mundthreeo'cloek.mdeuhind-y:.deoune. were worse than others. “’I'henllearnedtoldyonbpilin." un'{hemrecur:fornnyhe_aeacheh.mt. But someâ€" es we mus! postpone 3 IM. 'h saves the day. Two tablets, and the nunutn, "P2 I just postpone it!" Englandâ€" % e in s nt . To the stars on your bugles blown!* Ever the faith endures, England, my England:â€" ‘Take and break us; we are yours, England, my own! Life is good, and joy runs high Between English earth and sky: Death is death; but we shall die, To the Song on your bugles blown What have I done for you, England, my England? m What is there I would not do, England, my own? 'With your glorious eyes austere, { As the Lord were wa‘lking near, Whispering terrible things and dear As the Song on your bugles blown, Where shall the watchful sun, England, my England, .â€"â€" â€" â€" Match the masterâ€"work you‘ve done, England, my own? 6283 When shall he rejoice agen Such a breed of mighty men * As come forward, one to tem, . /â€" . To the Song on your bugle‘s blown, Englandâ€" Down the years on your bugles ~ blown? Englandâ€" * Round the world on your bugles blown? , Limited England, My England Henley, in Pearson‘s Weekly MONTREAL _ No," I.:o::.. for that!" he . Plied, as he backed hurriedly away 76 fou know who I amfo â€"* ""C"W> "Not the fairtest ideo," he onid, casily, :ye ies Knt the wife?» the cl:.’d:."" pis,° "amager‘s "Gee whiz!" he exclaimed. | "Now, ““rnh.: .'h I am?» »e 74 the way," he volunteered as danced. "I‘m glad our r iiek e tonipns ©40 907 mansger biggest ass of a man_one can meet, and not fit for intelligence company," _ She stopned a..~; °C °* | A Manâ€"Made Bird : Junior bo« attractive \enlap3,., _ + _ CUUY&ent, Mr, Tillotson calculates, ‘to that set free by the burning of more than three thousâ€" and tons of coal, . ag., O ) 0_ CA V6 Of setuing of huge blocks of rock, The energy thus â€" releasd spreads out in ever widening circles as shock waves to be transformeq ultimately into heat, just as the energy of a hammer blow goes ultimately to make both hammer and Dall a little warmer, The heat gonerâ€" ated, mnd distributed by: this earth. quake must have been equivalent, Mr, Tillotson calculates, ‘to that set free by the burning af «.ls 2i L A typical earthquake, one that ocâ€" curred in Yugoslavia in 1923, released ‘as much power as the explosion of forty million pounds of dynamite. Put another way, â€"if the power . of this / single earthgqua‘e had been harnessed lnnd put to use it would have delivered the equivalent of a 1009 h.p, engine Tunning‘ continvously night and day tor four years and three months, â€" Reâ€" cently before the Royal Astronomical Sbciety in London, an English expert, E. Tillotson, reported measurements and computations mpon which these comparisons with dynainite and enâ€" gines are based. ‘The earthquake was recorded on seismographs at many European observatories. From these records it is possible to compute, Mr, Tollotson reported, such characterisâ€" ties of the shock as its speed of passâ€" age through the earth‘s crust, the disâ€" tances which blocks of the crust were moved and similar data. From these facts the total energy exerted by the earthquake is estimated as approxiâ€" mately a thousand billion, billion ergs, an erg being a unit of energy used in many scientific calculations. The source of earthquake energy is beâ€" lieved to be the earth‘s gravity, maniâ€" fested through the slipping or settling Of hukn blask,. ~, ~ Hâ€"k & "Yourg man," It ‘Queake Has 2,000 Tons of Dynamite Force their singing voices. In doing this, a number of the birds are put in a room together with a "canary organ," which is placed in a corner. At first, the maâ€" chine is sounded, so as to imitate the whistle of the srdinary untutored canâ€" ary, Then, by gradual steps, the sound is improved until it has reached an imitation of the highest standard of canary voice. ‘Birds that reach the pinnacle are easily sold at a handsome price. Others are yriced in accordâ€" ance to the heights they reach. One‘ of the most fascinating things relating~to. canaries is the training of This has been continued until there is an‘ unlimited variety of â€" species throughout â€" the: world. ~The German productions are the most famous. ’ Very soon after the shipwreck, they were transported in large numbers inâ€" to the countries of Europe. Then beâ€" gan the breeding and domestication, which brought about marked changes in their appearance. In every European country they, were bred with various other birds. â€" The ship was wrecked, but fortunâ€" ately, a sailor thought to free the birds, They‘took refuge on the nearâ€" est point of land, which happened to be the Isle of Elba. Here their numâ€" bers increased rapidly. ’ It was in the early part of the sixâ€" teenth century that a merchant from Europe, who was trading with the Canâ€" ary Islands, noticedâ€"the remarkable voice of the little birds of those isâ€" lands. He captured an enormous num» ber of them, and set out for Europe, hoping to sell thein as song birds. ‘The canary bird, our little household pet and singer, is undoubtedly one of the most interesting of the feathered kind. â€" A farge number of beautiful specimens compose the attractive canâ€" ary family. Few persons mre aware of the fact that canaries have not been always a family of beautiful birds, but it is true that their beauty and individuality are manâ€"made. This ‘bird was first found in the Canary Islands, from which it acquired its name. 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