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The Lucknow Sentinel, 1923-09-06, Page 2
Always Uniform in Quality * Delicious HAS THE LARGEST SALE OF ANY PACKET TEA IN NORTH AMERICA. V GREENMANTLE -------- BY JOHN BUCHAN. (Copyrighted Thomas Nelson and Sons, Ltd.) himself, though every week came his messages to the faithful. All that I could learn was that he and his fol lowers were coming from the West. “You will say, what about Kas- redin? That puzzled me dreadfully, for no one used the phrase. The Home of the Spirit ! It is an obvious cliche, just as in England some new sect CHAPTER XII.—(Cont’d.) “Now the first thing I found out was that the Young Turks had no thing to do with this. They are un popular and unorthodox and no true Turks. But Germany has. How, I don’t know, but I could see quite plain ly that in some subtle way Germany was regarded as a collaborator in the __ _ movement. It is that belief that is might call itself the Church of Christ. keeping the present regime going. The Only no one seemed to use it. ordinary Turk loathes the Committee, j ' ' ’ “That I don’t know,” said Blenk- iron. “You won’t find people unduly anxious to gratify your natural curi osity about Frau von Einem.” “I can find that out,” said Sandy. “That’s the advantage of having a push like mine. Meantime, I’ve got to clear, for my day’s work isn’t fin ished. Dick, you and Peter must go to bed at once.” “Why?” I asked in amazement. Sandy spoke like a medical adviser. “Because I want your clothes—the things you’ve got on now. I’ll take them off with me and you’ll never see them again.” “You’ve a queer taste in souvenirs,” I said. “Say rather the Turkish police. The current in the Bosphorus is pretty strong, and these sad relics of two misguided Dutchmen will be washed up to-morrow about Seraglio Point. In this game you must drop the curtain neat and pat at the end of each scene, if you don’t want trouble later with the missing heir and family lawyer.” i I next in Woman’s Sphere Transmontane Highway Successfully Opened Cornered. Take it home to ihe kids Have a packet in your pocket for an ever-ready treat. A delicious confec- and an aid io The official opening of the Banff- Windermere highway took place at Kootenay Crossing, British Columbia, on Saturday, June 30, 1923, and was a success in every way. Favored by perfect weather nearly two thousand spectators assembled to take part in the exercises. From the time the pro cessions of motor cars started from both ends of the road, Banff and In- vormere. for the meeting place, until the completion of the ceremonies, , everything parsed off according to I schedule. Although approximately 375 motor cars traversed the road not the slightest accident occurred to mar the occasion. The motorists reached the rendezvous shortly before noon and after lunch there was a program of speeches by prominent citizens of Canada and the United States, Fol lowing this the Lieutenant-Governors of Alberta and British Columbia cut the cable of red, white and blue rib bons stretched across the road and officially declared the highway open. As the silken barricade fluttered to left and right the first, motor car pass ed through the opening amid the i cheers of the crowd. Hon. Dr. J. H. King, Dominion Min ister of Public Works, acted as chair man of proceedings and the speakers who stressed the physical and scenic excellence of the road and its value in strengthening the present amicable international relations, included, in ad dition to Lieut.-Governor Brett of Al berta and Lieut.-Governor Nichol of British Columbia, Mr. J. Ross Eakin, representing the Department of th© Interior of the United States, Mr. Har vey M. Toy, representing the Governor of California, Premier Greenfield of Alberta, Premier Oliver of British Columbia and Mr. D. C. Coleman, vice- president of the Canadian Pacific Rail way. . --------*------- Sunshine All the Year. London has had but a very small amount of sunshine this summer so far. To South Africans in this coun try the dull, cold, sunless days have been very depressing. In the part of the veldt where I live the average number of days per annum without sunshine is three, says a writer in the London Daily Mail. Three hundred and sixty-two days of sunshine in a year. Those are the official figures taken over a period of |ten years. On my farm, I have often known one whole week to pass without once seeing a cloud. From the moment that the rim of the red sun comes up over the distant hills to the moment when one sees in a flaming sky, there has not been one second without sunlight—not half a second of shade or shadow. Dwellers in the Dominions are as a rule a cheerful people, and I am sure that their happy temperament is in great measure due to the sunshine in which they live. Eucalyptus trees have grown on my farm thirty feet in four years; and even pine trees—and pines are no toriously slow-growing—have attain ed a height of ten feet in five years. And they were only six inches high wffien they were planted out. Her© are a few Instances of the brightness and dryness of the sun shine in my part of the veldt: If I buy a sheet of, say, ten shil lings’ worth of stamps and put them on my writing table, they curl up in less than half an hour to the diameter of an ordinary walking stick. The house linen and the week’s soiled clothes1 are taken to the wash ing stream every Monday morning at 9 o’clock. At 1 o’clock everything is quite dry. When I am writing with a pen, the ink on the line that I have just writ ten is almost entirely dry by the time I have finished the next line. I never wear a coat on the farm, and the upper part of my body has the distinct imprint of my shirt upon it. That is to say where the fabric is double—the strip down the chest where the buttons are, and the part below the back of the neck—the skin, is white and the rest brown. --------e-------- Where it Hurts Most. Drawing a tooth is said to be the extreme of human pain. The rupture of the branching dental nerve causes such agony as no human being could stand for more than two seconds at a time. It is a curious fact that while a deep and dangerous wound often causes nothing but a dull ache, a slight surface injury is often intensely painful. A splinter driven into the I quick of the nail causes the most ex quisite agony. The tips of the fingers and the tip of the tongue are the most sensitive portions of the human frame. The cornea of the eye is also extremely sensitive. Most of us know the misery caused by getting a speck of cinder or something hard under the eyelid. A burn on the hand is much more painful than one on the back. The hand is a mass of nerves, and a man shot through the palm of the hand will usually collapse as completely hb if shot through the body. Of ailments, the three which cause most pain are toothache, earache, and neuralgia of the fifth nerve. The lat ter has been known to drive the suf ferer quite mad for the time being.■ ... ■ —-------- - — None are so dead ar Hiose who are killed with kindness ing and efficient manner of managing my household duties and caring for eight healthy, hearty youngsters. If there are extra tasks my city relatives readily consent to lend their assistance, which is thankfully re ceived. My husband laughingly, but meaningly, remarks the first day they are visitors. After that they are handed the milk pail or are invited to accompany him to the fields, as he has no time to stop to visit. All that one needs in dealing with thoughtless city cousins is the follow ing of the golden rule, for it works both ways. If you don’t believe it, just pack the whole family into the tin Lizzie and drop in to see them unexpectedly and hear the holler, “why didn’t you write us so we could have been prepared?”—Mrs. F. M. P. SUCCULENT SUMMER SALADS. “Will it please the man of the house?” is always the question in our mind when we make a new salad. And it is sometimes with quaking breath and wabbly knees that we bring a new combination in the form of a salad to the table for fear the masculine portion of the household will push it back unfinished. But the most recent lesson that science has taught us in relation to the ( things we eat is that green vegetable] salads contain vitamines, that much-) needed portion in our food that goes’ to build up better digestion and bodily nutrition. These vitamines are what occasions the farmer to grab the milk pail in the morning and step off with a lively gait toward the barn with energy enough to plow a ten-acre field instead of lagging wearily along and half-dreading the numerous tasks of the new-born day. Here are some new salads using just the things your garden supplies you with right now. Indian Salad—Allowing one-half cucumber to each person to be served, peel them and chill in cold water. Halve and with a sharp knife remove centre, leaving a shell in the form of a canoe, with a wall about an eighth of an inch thick. Chop the portion of cucumber removed and add half the quantity of chopped onion, the same of chopped celery and season. Place the boat-shaped cucumber on a lettuce leaf on salad plates and fill with the mixture. Baste carefully with French dressing and dust with grated hard- boiled yolks of eggs. Tomatoes en Surprise—Wash and remove seeds from one green pepper and chop. Peel one green cucumber i and let stand in cold water. Scald and, peel six large tomatoes. Remove the ] seeds and hard core. Chop the cu cumber, add it to the green pepper, add one chopped onion. Season and fill the tomato cups with this mixture. Finish with a dip of mayonnaise. Chiffonade Salad—With one cup of diced celery mix one cup of diced beets, and one cup of shredded boiled | cauliflower. Season and place on a lettuce leaf and baste with French salad dressing or thin mayonnaise. Green Pea Salad—With one and a half cups of green peas mix one-half cup of diced carrot. Add two table spoons of chopped , onion and one tablespoonful of chopped green pep-, per. Add enough mayonnaise to hold the mixture together and press firmly into a cup and chill. Serve on a let tuce leaf, and if carefully removed from the cup will stand in a pyramid. ■ I- LEND A HELPING HAND. Being one of the busy farmers’ wives with plenty of city cousins, and some to spare, I liarrate some of our experiences and Remedy. Some few years since, when only a young house wife, our numerous city relatives would begin to pour in about the mid dle of June and k^ep coming until late fall. Of ?ourse,j wanted to show them I could cook and serve as good a meal as any of them, not sparing time or expense, and how they en joyed those meals. But after a few years I realized my mistake. By degrees I left out some of the dainties and with work finished joined the cousins under the trees or on many of the pleasure trips they planned. When they came down after breakfast had been served to our family, they were invited to prepare their own meal. A young baby, milk separator, chickens, and numerous other tasks occupied my full attention. I used them well but made no extra fuss and if they could not eat what we did they went hungry,, but that seldom hap pened by the appetites displayed. I have been complimented on my cook- Purity CHAPTER XIII. I MOVE IN GOOD SOCIETY. I walked out of that house morning with Blenkiron’s arm mine, a different being from the friendless creature who had looked vainly the day before for sanctuary. To begin with, I was splendidly dress ed. I had a navy-blue suit with square padded shoulders, a neat black bow tie, shoes with a hump at the toe, and a brown bowler. Over that I wore a greatcoat lined with wolf fur. I had a smart malacca cane, and one of Blenk iron’s cigars in my mouth. Peter had been made to trim his beard, and, dressed in unassuming pepper-and- salt, looked with his docile eyes and quiet voice a very respectable servant. Old Blenkiron had done the job in style, for, if you’ll believe it, he had brought the clothes all the way from London. I realized now why he and Sandy had been fossicking in my wardrobe. Peter’s suit had been of Sandy’s procuring, and it was not the fit of mine. I had no difficulty about the accent. Any man brought up in the colonies can get his tongue round American, and I flattered myself I made a very fair shape at the lingo of the Middle West. The wind had gone to the south and the snow was melting fast. There was a blue sky above Asia, and away to the north masses of white cloud drifts ing over the Black Sea. What had seemed the day before the dingiest of cities now took on a strange beauty, the beauty of unexpected horizons and tongues of grey water winding be low cypress-studded shores. A man’s temper has a let to do with his appre ciation of scenery. I felt a free man once more, and could use my eyes. That street was a jumble of every nationality on earth. There were Turkish regulars in their queer con ical khaki helmets, and wild-looking levies who had no kin with Europe. There were squads of Germans in flat forage-caps, staring vacantly at novel sights, and quick to salute an officer on the sidewalk. Turks in closed car riages passed, and Turks on good Arab horses, and Turks who looked as if they had come out of the Ark. But it was the rabble that caught the eye—a very wild, pinched, miserable rabble. I never in my life saw such swarms of beggars, and you walked down that street to the accompani ment of entreaties for alms in all the tongues of the Tower of Babel. Blenk iron and I behaved as if we were in terested tourists. We would stop and laugh at one fellow and give a penny to a second, passing comments in high- pitched Western voices. We went into a cafe and had a cup of coffee. A beggar came in and asked alms. Hitherto Blenkiron’s purse had been closed, but now he took out some small nickels and planked five down on the table. The man cried down blessings and picked up three. Blenk iron very swiftly swept the other two into his pocket. That seemed to me queer, and I re marked that I had never before seen a beggar who gave change. Blenkiron said nothing, and presently we moved on and came to the harbor-side. There were a number of small tugs moored alongside, and one or two big ger craft—fruit boats, I judged, which used to ply in the Aegean. They look ed pretty well moth-eaten from disuse. We stopped at one of them and watch ed a fellow in a blue nightcap splicing ropes. He raised his eyes once and looked at us, and then kept on with his business. Blenkiron asked him where he came from, but he shook his head, not understanding the tongue. A Turkish policeman came up and stared at us suspiciously, till Blenkiron opened his coat, as if by accident, and displayed a tiny square of ribbon, at which he saluted. Failing to make conversa tion with the sailor, Blenkiron flung him three of his black cigars. “I guess you can smoke, friend, if you can’t talk,” he said. The man grinned and caught the three neatly in the air. Then to my amazement he tossed one of them back. The donor regarded it quizzically as it lay on the pavement. “That boy’s , a connoisseur of tobacco,” he said. As i we moved away I saw the Turkish policeman pick it up and put it inside his cap. A COMFORTABLE PLAY GARMENT FOR YOUNG CHILDREN. "Mamma, why has papa no hair?” "Because he thinks so much, dear.” "But why have you so much?” “Because—Go away and do your sons, you naughty boy!” my les- prnnnimiirdJiiiniiiihnTTnnnTiiiimniiiiiiiihiiiiiiii i = ordinary Turk loathes the Committee, j “But by and by I discovered that but he has some queer perverted ex- there was an inner and an outer circle pectation from Germany. It is not a in this mystery. Every creed has an case of Enver and the rest carrying esoteric side which is kept from the on their shoulders the unpopular Teu- common herd. I struck this side in ton; it is a case of the Teuton carry- Constantinople. Now there is a very ing the unpopular committee. And famous Turkish shaka called Kas- Germany’s graft is just this and no-\redin, one of those old half-comic mir- thing more—that she has some hand. acle plays with an allegorical meaning I which they call orta oyun, and which takes a week to read. The tale tells of the coming of a prophet, and I found that the select of the faith spoke of the new revelation in terms of it. The curious thing is that in that tale the prophet is aided by one of the few women who play much part in the hagiology of Islam. That is the point of the tale, and it is partly a pest, but mainly a religious mystery. The prophet, too, is not called Em erald.” “I know,” I said; “he is called Greenmantle.” Sandy scrambled to his feet, letting his pipe drop in the fireplace. “Now how on earth did you find out that?” he cried. Then I told them of Stumm and Gaudian and the whispered words I had not been meant to hear. Blenk- iron was giving me the benefit of a steady stare, unusual from one who seemed always to have his eyes ab stracted, and Sandy had taken to ranging up and down the room. “Germany’s in the heart of the plan. That is what I always thought. If we’re to find the Kaaba-i-hurriyeh it is no good fossicking among the Com mittee or in the Turkish provinces. The secret’s in Germany. Dick, you should not have crossed the Danube.” “That’s what I half feared,” I said. “But on the other hand it is obvious that the thing must come east, and sooner rather than later. I take it they can’t afford to delay too long before they deliver the goods. If we can stick it out here we must hit the trail. . . . I’ve got another bit of evi dence. I have solved Shandy Bulli- vant’s third puzzle.” Sandy’s eyes \vere very bright and I had an audience on wires. “Did you say that in the tale of Kasredin a woman is the ally of the prophet?” “Yes,” said Sandy; “what of that?” “Only that the same thing is true of Greenmantle. I can give you her name.” I fetched a piece of paper and a pencil from Blenkiron’s desk and handed it to Sandy. “Write down Harry Bullivant’s third Word.” He promptly wrote down “v. Z.” Then I told them of the other name Stumm and Gaudian had spoken. I told of my discovery as I lay in the woodman’s cottage. “The 7’ is not the letter of the al phabet, but the numeral. The name is Von Einem—Hilda von Einem.” “Good old Harry,” said Sandy soft ly. “He was a dashed clever chap. Hilda von Einem! Who and where is she? for if we find her we have done the trick.” Then Blenkiron spoke. “I reckon I can put you wise on that, gentlemen,” he said. “I saw her no later than yesterday. She is a lovely lady. She happens also to be the owner of this house.” . Both Sandy and I began to laugh. It was too comic to have stumbled across Europe and lighted on the very headquarters of the puzzle we had set, out to unriddle. But Blenkiron did not laugh. At the mention of Hilda von Einem he had suddenly become very solemn, and the sight of his face pulled me up short. “I don’t like it, gentlemen,” he said, i “I would rather you had mentioned any other name on God’s earth. I: haven’t been long in this city, but I ] have been long enough to size up the various political bosses. They haven’t: much to them. I reckon they wouldn’t stand up against what we could show them in the U-nited States. But I have i met the Frau von Einem, and that lady’s a very different proposition.' doubled again. This is a natural conse- The man that will understand her has got to take a biggish size in hats.” i “Who is she?” I asked. “Why, that is just what I can’t tell you. She •was a great exc-’ ^tor of Babylonish and Hittite ruins "nd she married a diplomat who went to glory . three years back. It isn’t what she ! has been, but what she is, and that’s ' a mighty clever woman.” Blenkiron’s respect did not depress me. I felt as if at last we had got our job narrowed to a decent compass, for I had hated casting about in the in the coming of the new deliverer. “They talk about the thing quite openly. It is called the Kaaba-i- hurriyeh, the Palladium of Liberty. The prophet himself is known as Zim- rud—‘the Emerald’—and his four min isters are called also after jewels— Sapphire, Ruby, Pearl, and Topaz. You will hear their names as often in the talk of the towns and villages as you will hear the names of generals in England. But no one knew where Zimrud was or when he would reveal Shoe Polishes spra and “Swat the fly” is a good house hold phrase but “Slay it with Sapho” is better. Use Sapho Liquid in kitchen, dining room,- pantry and in your closets. 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The following plan has been of great help: When sheets are purchased, write with indelible ink the initials, width of sheet and month and year purchased, thus: S.P.P. 9-4 l-’23. The initials make additional laundry marks unnecessary if the sheets are sent out; the 9-4 states the width of the sheet and the date is a ready guide to the housekeeper in knowing the age of the sheet. These initials and figures are put on the back of the small hem. Minard’s Liniment Heals Cuts. The Canadian Rockies cover an area greater than that of France, Belgium and Switzerland combined. An idiot, who never even learned to speak, had a brain which weighed exactly the same as Napoleon’s. INVISIBLE QUICK CHOCOLATE AND TAPIOCA PUDDIKCS Two of a dozen “Quick” Desserts Delicious - Nourishing Prepared in a minute Add milk to the contents of a package of INVINC IBLE Quick Pudding. Boil for a minute. Pour in a mould to cool — and your dessert is ready. 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