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| "We‘ve been reading ‘Caesar and Cleopatra‘ together," put in Gilchrist. "That‘s where we got the quotation en the board. I‘ve jumbled it a bit. He turned to the board and read: "‘And so, to the end of history, hate "What‘ve you been reading"" quer led Mrs. Henchley. "George Bernard Shaw," the gir answered evenly. "I s‘pose you ain‘t read ‘The Bheik‘?" Henchley to Daniel. "Mr. Henchley‘s what*" asked Danâ€" ie! curiously. "Pants," reiterated Mrs. Henchley. "I took out a spot with gasolineâ€"and hung ‘em on the fire escape that runs across from this house, and tonight they was gone, and I think you ought to look into your lodgers." "I will," said Gilchrist, nodding. "Good evening, everybody." The ethers acknowledged the greeting of a tall, angular Jewess, a garment worker, but almost scholarly in apâ€" pearance. _ "Good evening, Miss Levison," said Daniel. "I‘ve brought you back your book," she said, handing a volume to Gilâ€" chri.st. Grubby came back now with a tray loaded high with sandwiches. In his trail came several others, for the meeting. There was Mrs. Mulligan, swaying a bit with liquor and glad to find a warm place to enjoy her semiâ€"sober state. There were Mr. and Mrs. Henchley, he a middleâ€"aged locksmith, not without reserve, and she towering above him formidably. "Good evening, Mrs. Mulligan," said Mary Margaret pleasantly. "It is not," the redfaced woman retorted. The others held the evâ€"ning in betâ€" ter repute., however, and returned Mary Margaret‘s greeting with good grace, and that of Gilchrist, too. "Yes," followed up his wife. "I wanted to speak to you about Mr Henchley‘s pants." Now Go oN wITH 14E sTtoRrYy "Ain‘t you well, Mr. Gilchrist?" she asked, alarmed. "Just tired," he said, not moving. "Maybe you ain‘t believin‘ hard enough," she said naively. He looked up now. It was what he had needed. He smiled at her and straichtened. "Overcoat Hall," a refuge for the unemployed, is established by Gilâ€" christ, and apartments wit}) baths for the poor are maintained. George Goodâ€" kind, Jerry‘s father, calls and orders Daniel to cease seeing Clare, who ltT uently visits the hall to help Gilâ€" Arht. Mary Marfiaret, « poor little cripple gl, helps Daniel with the work at ercoat Hall. Pearl Henniz comes in and warns Dani= that her ‘usband is out to "get" him. Pearl tolis Clare she knows Jerry. He smiled at her and straightened. "It‘s most time for the meeting," she added. BEGIN HERE Tovu&: Clare Jewett, in love with the Rev. Daniel Gilchrist, marries Jorry Goodâ€" kind for his money. Daniel is disâ€" missed from the fashionable Church of the Nativity i. New York because of his radica‘ sermons. I‘m never too tired to sleep now ~ Rested nerves make all the difference s¢ THE. *3 «old 9 “ Bap t. _ sa0UING K A ASTRATED 0 MMrtrhemntchs ISSUE No. 9â€"‘ 2A Try this flavoury biend whennextyouordertea we‘re early," said Mr ‘Fresh from the gardss‘ RW . Sat TATILLD The girl A crash drowned the last word, as a halfâ€"brick came hurtling through the window and dropped at Gilchrist‘s feet. There were screams and a genâ€" eral rush for cover. Gilchrist alone stood his ground. "Don‘t be alarmed," he said easily. "It‘s only some hoodlum." The door was flung open. Reeling, Joe Henig, stumbling, followed by a muttering mob. At the sight of her husband, Pearl had run to Gilchrist for protectign, He gut a reassuring &rm about her shoulder. | ’ "C‘mon, we‘ll shoot this nyâ€""i Hennig was blustering with a snarl on his face. He looked about the group and then caught sight of GiNâ€" christ and his. wife. ... t Ese "Yes," said Goodkind, "and your neighbors are calling." Then came an ominous rumbli Staccato ahongs squnded above â€" noise of clumping feet. *« There was a general movement toâ€" ward the door. "No!" commanded Gilchrist, and they halted. "He‘s got other men with him," Pearl pleaded. "He‘ll kill you." The outer door slammed. She threw hersel{ against the entrance to the "Step aside, Pearl," Daniel comâ€" manded. She did so, and George F. Goodkind entered. "It‘s only Mr. Goodkind," Gilchrist added. Agitation spread in the little group. They huddled together like sheep in a thunder storm, exchanging frightâ€" ened glances. stead of trying to understand each other. It was on the batilefields that 1 came to believe a man‘s life might well be given to teaching and preachâ€" ingâ€"love!" "It‘s Joe!" screamed Pearl. "I seen him in front. That‘s why I couldn‘t get out. Somebody go for the police." "Here he comes! Don‘t let him in! Somebody help me!" Umanski held a threatening fist above Joe. "Yes," said Danie}, quite calmly. "It‘s stupidâ€"and instinctive. I‘ve noticed we‘re inclined to blame a man for a pug noseâ€"if ours is Roman. Some day we‘ll get over the idea that all who differ from us are villains and that we should hate each other inâ€" "We seem to have hated everything different from ourselvesâ€"" Miss Leâ€" virson went onâ€"‘"in station, or race, or religion." "Now!" shouted Pearl excitedly. "Joe‘s out theve!" Mrs. Mulligan resented the disâ€" turbance of her doze. "Aw, shut up!" she blurted. "Mrs. Mulligan!" admonished Gilâ€" christ. _ "Pearlâ€"yor‘re interrupting â€"you were saying, Miss Levinson?" Pearl stood by, an agitated creaâ€" ture at bay. shall breed hate, murder shall breed murder, until the gods create a race that can understand.‘" bre _ "Noâ€"I‘ve been watchin‘ and I‘ve got to speak to youâ€"quick!" She was twitching nervously. 3 M "In ilm a few minutes!" Danie! turned back to Miss Levinson. the act!" He turned to the herd beâ€" hind him. "That‘s my whe!" Gilchrist made no move. "Caught in what act, Joe?"" he ask ed calmly. ‘"Youâ€"" Hennig‘s thick tongue and Gilehrist‘s ease halted him. « ‘Tell them what we‘re here forâ€" yeu Grubby," said Daniel. "I don‘t want to get in no trouble," he said, evasively. The stalwart figure of Umanski moved through the crowd. Catching Hennig by the shoulder the Pole forced him to hi. knees. £ "I‘ll tell you," he shouted at the cringing man. "Umanski!" protested Gilchrist. "I tell you, Hennig," went on Umâ€" anski. "Mr. Gilchrist been friend to everybody. And now when he need friend, nobody knows nothing. Well, I know. I know anybody hurt him gotta lick me." "No â€" please â€" Umanski!" Daniel implored. ; Umanski had held a threatening fist above Joe. +"Shall 1?" he asked. "Noâ€"no," said Gilchrist, and slowâ€" ly the Pole backed away and Henniz rose to his feet, his bravery restored by rescue. "T‘ll show you the kind of fake that‘s been foolin‘ you. He got kicked out of the church. He was a spy for the people that live on labor and he came to the mines while we was on strike and ran away with my wife." "It wasn‘t him," protested Pearl. "She says that ‘cause she‘s stuck on him!" "I ain‘t." "Well, you‘re workin‘ for him, ain‘t :,‘Lih',"" _ "Your wife‘s working in a store uptown," said Gilchrist. The remark was received with jeers. "My wife‘s workin‘ Sixth avenue," said Hennig with a sneer for her shame and a touch of selfâ€"pity for his own. "She‘s walkin‘ the streets!" "That‘s a lie," shouted Daniel. "I heard from a pal she picked up last night." Gilchrist turned to Pearl expecting to see her head held high in seorn and refutation. Instead he saw it bowed. "Anywayâ€"" she saidhhalting]y, "I lied. 1 am walkin‘ t%e streets. 1 ain‘t no good. I ain‘t fit to live." Slowly she started to sink at his feet. He caught her up. k "Peari!" he said softiy. She pulled to free herself. CHAPTER XXI. The bowed head took the taunts and jeers for only a moment. Then Pearl Hennig, with a hardness that was new to her but as old to her kind as selfdefence is old, rose and turned jointly on Gilchrist as well as the mob in defiance. "Yes, it‘s true," she repeated, bitâ€" terly. "Why wouldn‘t it be?" She faced Gilehrist. "I tried to have strengthâ€"like you t&d meâ€"and I had a jobâ€" but when the other girls got wiseâ€"they ain‘t no better than I am." She gave way before his calm, steady gaze. | â€" The contemptuous rumble of vindi cation came from the leering, swayâ€" ing mob and drowned her weeping. true." "Pearl!" he said, loath to believe. ‘"It is a lie"" She was sobbing softly now. "No," she said, brokenly. "It‘s Grubby moved toward the backâ€" and ectifier. All three stages 0f rwo'h«nmy are xunrt:::;d with four condensers, a a single illuminated umnd etll! brated for wave length and freâ€" on receipt of $10 cash with ovrder. Balance C.0.D. 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N other country gives the Uxited States a market of such magâ€" nitude, no even freeâ€"trade Britain, Economic Slavery Toronto Mail and Empire (Cons.): Our pulpwood, our pulp, our minerals in the primary state are gladly perâ€" mitted to enter the United States, thre to provide material for manufacâ€" turing industries, which will return a percenta~>~ of the finished products to our consumers. Should the country which denies Canadi a market for its with which we have no commercial treaty, the most favored nation, to How many dreams for a penny? Dreams are poor fare for many. â€"Maud E. Uschold in The Saturday Review of Literature. no existence in reality ‘o‘tâ€"_‘h;'t-‘t;_ l; waves.â€"Dr. H. H. Sheldon. f "For Christ‘s sake, ain‘t you done with me now?" she said, half proâ€" test, half surprise. * i an Joe Hennig stirred restlessly on unâ€" steady feet. Py 9. "It‘s all a fake," he shouted. "Ain‘t you fellows on? He got every rotten woman in the neighborhood workin‘ for him. Your wives ain‘t safe. Your kids ain‘t safe. Ask Tony Malduca." "Didn‘t he bring your kid in hereâ€" and keep herâ€"against her will? Didn‘t "For Christ‘s sakeâ€"â€"" saidâ€"Gilchrist reverently, "No." He put his arm about her shoulder. He turned to a swarthy Italian in the group. s o "That‘s what he done," said Malâ€" duca, sullenly. The mob stirred again. There were rumbles of halfâ€" hushed suggestions of violence. Henâ€" nig heard them with welcome. (To be continued.) »MART TWEED BOLEO A lightweight tweed in beige and brown tones in combination with matching beige wool crepe is ideal for classroom, travel and later for early Spring wear without a topcoat. Style No. 375, designed in sizes 6, 8, 10, 12 and 14 years, simulates twoâ€"piece mode with its allâ€"around kilted plaited skirt attached to hipbind The plain wool crepe is plaited for collar and is also used to bind edge of bolero. 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"Clover and corn," said the farmer, "Horses and kineâ€"" Ripples of silver sequins Minard‘s Liniment for Coughe, Colde on lazy waters tease the drowsy pools‘ unwinking amber eyes. Dreams feed no swine." w PS We as individuals undoubtedly have ?VI VUNIAKIYQ ARCHIVES TORoNTO Once someone had loved her and taught her tricks. The poor, bruised, starved little creature, with a dim reâ€" membrance of politeness in happier days (perhaps by association with kind voices and a carpet), sat up gravely on her hind legs, and, peeping through her mop of hair with her bright eyes, she extended a dirty little thin paw to each of her friends that they might shake hands with her. It Her new friends would not give her too much in hér present condition. When the plate had been licked clean many times over, she showed what struck me as wonderful powers and memory combined. At length the kind strokings and pats, and the kind voices and smell of food, prevailed. She turned round towards the plate stealthily, and sudâ€" denly started eating like a famished wolf. Once she must have been pretty, for she was tiny and well made, and her dirty, matted hair was long and fine, and her frightened eyes were dark and bright. Her new friends brought her food and tried to reasâ€" sure her, but she crouched elose to the wall, trembling, with her face hidden, for nearly fifteen minutes. A Slight Sketch From Life She was just a little thin dog, with matted, tangled, dirty hair; taught, by illâ€"usage, hunger, and neglect, to be afraid of everything, and to trust to nothing except her own little tired legs. I don‘t know how long she had been lost in the streets, but she was in a deplorable condition when I first saw her. Some noisy schoolboys on roll:r skates were chasing ber, and in anâ€" swer to my expostulations they said: "Please, miss, it‘s only a stray!" I followed her down a sideâ€"street, aud saw she was searching the gutâ€" ters for food, with famished looks. For all his coaxing he could not get near her, and fear gave her legs untirâ€" ing speed _ Wildly she searched for the way she had come in, and darted to and fro. Finally the caretaker called his wifeâ€"a kindly soul in a big blue apron. Together they cornered the trembling little dog, and the wife threw her blue apron over her, and then she was caught. She was mere skin and bone, and her back was badly bruished and bleeding from some heavy blow. She lay trembling with terror, waitâ€" ing for more cruel cuffs and blows from her captors. Instead, she was gently carried into a warm room and placed on a mat. Presently we came to a great buildâ€" ing, and through the open gate we could see a school playground. In it stood a man throwing corn to & great flock of pigeons. Perhaps the sight of wungry things being fed gave her courage; at any rate, she crept in at the open gate, and I followed her. The man was the caretaker of the school, and a good friend to all ani mals. When he saw his timid, wretchâ€" ed, starved little dog, he at once made kindly advances, but she fled, terri fied. At that he carefully closed the playground gate and tried to catch the stray. Made by The Canadian Shredded Wheat Company, Ltd Famous for Economy and Healthfuiness Full size biscuits thoroughly baked With hot milk â€"~~ a bowiful 0 With hot milk â€"~â€" a bowlful of warming energy for cold days The Stray Asgen«s in all principal Cities and Towns in Canada. "?..‘1“’.:."3’."-.. s Ass. Mgr. KHead Office: GIA.I.I‘;YQU. Hunted and starved, with so much from evil of man to remember, she could yet call to mind the trick which had given pleasure to her friends of old days, and for which she had been praised. Her new friends washed and fed her, and kept her for a week, and her looks so improved in that short time that I bhardly recognized her; but the most touching thing about her was her adoring affection for the caretaker and his wife. was all she could do to show her grati tude They had two dogs, so could not keep her; but they found her a kin(l. if humble, home, and I hear she is very much valued by her present misâ€" tress. Ottawa Journal (Cons.): The real work of Parliament is not done through set speeches in the Commons. These, of course, are necessary, and, when well done, when informed and authoritative, are of service. ‘The trouble is that, usually, the leaders say all that needs to be said, and that what comes afterwards is little more tha nfutile repetition, elucidating nothing and helping nothing,. The member who is of real service in the House, who earns his indemmity and helps his party and country, is the member who works on committees, who is willing and able to "dig" for facts, who equips himself to apply to all measures a degree of constructive criticism. THE PROTECTIVE ASSOCIATION An astronomer says he believes Mars is working in closer to Jupiter and away from the earth. And the Kellogg treaty not a year old! Use Min«rd‘s Liniment for the Flu. Requiring British heipâ€"Single men, women or families, to assist with farm work, should write Rev. Alex. MacGregor, 43 Victoria §t., Toronto. These people will be arriving after March 15. Speeches in the House FARMERS M. A. Wrigley, in The Little Animals‘ Friend of Canada As to':a‘:t 157.00 Lt.:;,il to se v o Je oolicyholders over $150,000.00. ‘HE ONLY PURELY CANâ€" aDIAN COMPANY issuing wickness and Accident Insurâ€" ance to Members of the Maâ€" sonic Fraternity Exclusively, Majorâ€"General Charles George Gorâ€" don, variously known in history as "Chinese Gordon," *"Gordon Pasha" and "Gordon of Khartum," is to have a unique memorial, Not only & catheâ€" dral, the Khutom Cathedral, will be dedicated to him, but a church at Port Sudan and edific s at Atbara and other places throughout the Upper Nile Valiey, the scene of so many of his triumphs and of bis tragic death, Attending a reception at the White House during the Cleveland Adminisâ€" tration, Mrs. Clemens had in this way cautioned hir. not to wear his galoshes into the drawing rooum. Finding the missive just in the rick of time, he was tremendously pleased with himâ€" selt, and left his arctics outside; still beaming with selfâ€"congratulation on his achievement as Mrs. Cleveland greeted him, he counld not resist reâ€" questing a deposition from her that would entirely satisfy his wife. Holdâ€" ing up the long line of guests waiting to be received, he hurriedly produced a card, pleading with Mrs. Cleveland to write the words, "He did nt," over her own signature. His pencil tremblâ€" ed in his hand as be urged this as an extreme favor. Mrs. Cleveland, a little mystified, did as Mark wain asked h to learn ‘ater that it meant, "he dis not wear nis arctior into the grawin: room."â€"From "My Studio Window," by Marietta Minnighierode Andrews The idea for this memorial was proâ€" posed y Sir John L. M iey, Goverâ€" norâ€"Gefier>‘ of Briish Sudan, to Gorâ€" don‘s com...dcinâ€"arms dispersed all over the world He as‘s for contribuâ€" tions toward a fund of $300,000. The appeal is made just fortyfour years after Gordon‘s death,. The force veâ€" luctantly sent by the British Governâ€" ment to rescue Gordon after his siege of ten month. within i.hartam was only a twoâ€"day‘s march from the plase when news reached it that it had fallen and with it Gordon under the spears of the fanatical Dervishes, just Mr. Clemens was prone to tell rather absurd stories upon himself, one of which I never believed until after many years it appeared in print with the unquestioned authority of his daughter, the accomplished Maâ€" dame Gabrilowitsch, who edited her father‘s autobiography. He told Mr. Andrews . . . that it was always his wife‘s custom, if he went out without her, to arm him with definite instrucâ€" tions as to what he should do and not «o. . . . Memorials to the British Ofâ€" ficer Who Lost His Life in the Sudan Back in Gladâ€" stones Time Will Rise in the Country of the Upper Nile The Gladstone Government bad orâ€" ®% dered the Khedive to abandon the Sudan and .Gordon not to fight but to rescue as many as he could. After he had sent whole.villages to safety in. the North he might have followed them, but there were still others toâ€" be rescued. He tarried too long, and with a handful of Sudancse was beâ€" sleged in Khartum,. For nine months the Gladstone Government waited for Mark Twain Women have rufied the theatre.â€" Bt. John Rrvine. . . him to rescue himself. Then, urged on by public opiniou, it ordered Genâ€" eral Sir Garnet Wolseley to rescue the rescuer. When only a twoâ€"days‘ march away Wolseley beard that the town had fallen through treachery, ard that the gallant Gordon was beâ€" yond all rescue. Thirteen years later Kitchener with his machine guns reâ€" venged Gordon Sir John Maifey‘s appeal bids Gorâ€" don‘s comradesinarms to raise a fitâ€" ting memorial to the man "who at all times and everywhere gave his strength to the weak, his substance to the poor, his sympathy to the sutâ€" fering, his heart to God." n-. he was leaving his office in the early morning. In two days more he would have been 52 years old. Gordon is one of the most romantic figures in British military history. He was born in the Royal Military Acaâ€" demy of Woolwich, where his father, Lieut en. Henry William Gordon, was in command and where he himâ€" self was to have his first lesson in soldiering. He fought as a lieutenant throughout the Crimean war and ther joined the Angloâ€"French Army in its war against China, He commanded the "Ever Victoricus Army," which suppressed the Taiping rebellion in 1874. MHe was next farmed out to Ismail Pasha, Khedive of Egypt, to suppress the slave trade in the Upper Nile Valley, Ae suppressed it and beâ€" came Governor General of the Sudan There he cleaned out the slavers and drove the Dervishes from all ths oases. Next on a varation, be wont as private secretary to the new Viceroy of India, the Marguis o‘ K‘pon. The latter, with th« consont of india H« .se, lent him to the Chinese Govâ€" ernment, who knew from experience his qualifications as a soldier, to be its military adviser. In 1883, howâ€" ever, he was back in the Nile Valley again under mandate from the British Government to rescue the Sudanes from the sweeping return of the Dervâ€" ishes. The Sizge and Disaster Not Forgotten Asks a Favor while we were es «©aches on the eastern son Bay there was a West, for it is in the \ mre centred. Two ai: ing five passengers v equipment, left La Pa Manitoba for one of th Arctic flights ever mad headed across country from there they flew n «coast of Hudson Bay 1 Inlet and then acros lands to Baker Lakeâ€" of nearly 1,500 miles ov territory. For the gr the flight the compass the planes could not b #o the nearness of the i The prospectors we; pairs at various points coast of HMudson Bay, got a canoe and the n and equipment to last A headquarters vis Richmond Gulf and fr #lxâ€"passenger seaplane plane, with a maximum of 1,000 miles, was emp ing the prospectors fror another, so that little tim in a country where the mation was considere The expe «command dier and tors wore gailed fro: Arctic. erator, a tune bre schooner was bou: North, The schooner was â€" ancharted channel; on «caked with ice craszhe attempted to take troubled waters of Hu prospectors were lost i blizzard, one mever 4 «other crippled for life. 1. _ others I was maro mA month in the barrer and with only a lim food. Prospectors Moved But in spite of dim caches have been es Arctic and Subâ€"Arct data have been obtai of us wintering here that this year the No der and reveal soma While is prov attached erals E) the Nort In the past y dctermined effo North and to di eral deposits, & been current «i tenac. But the bi Our t The i1 Btates in of our ga in the f« the New it as an « t h A TALE Marooned in th of Airplan W ort nd exped anim who S‘MATTER AKCHr th e i by plane victory. « 4+]EVÂ¥! us L\/ouk EXP (MERE . + | not EAr to Howing a York Tin t . since th the busin dificult. the Norti YSTAR i rt ma n h A i