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Rainbow Gold
by
E. C. BULEY
Dan Prescott and Gordon Westerby
And gold in the arid bush of Australia.
They stake their claim and start the
long journey to the coast.
Westerby has a fiancee, Gladys Clem
ents in England, but when they arrive
in Sydney he marries a pretty blonde.
Gordon forwards a photo of Dan to
former fiancee, Gladys Clements, in
London and when Dan arrives she be
lieves he is Gordon. Eve Gilchrist, a
typist, obtains work in Medlicott’s of
fice, the broker who is floating the
mine.
Dan stood gazing helplessly into
the languishing eyes that smiled in
to his. Gladys was shaking his hands
up and down and inviting his admira
tion. Her patent satisfaction and hap
piness was a pathetic thing to Dan,
as he tried to frame some sentence
which would effectually dissipate it.
He knew just what he ought to say,
but the words stuck in his throat.
How could he say that he was not
Gordon Westbury, but a stranger;
that Westbury had married an Aus
tralian bride and had been false to
the radiant, affectionate girl who
confronted him? While Dan was
struggling with his difficulty she
flung herself upon him again, bear
ing him back into an easy chair which
creaked under the burden of them.
“Hold me tighter,” she commanded,
and then her clinging lips met Dan’s
again. Dan was an orphan; and all
the affection he had ever known in
his life had been the strong hand
clasp of some wanderer like himself.
He almost swooned under the demon
strative fondness lavished upon him;
but he thrilled to it at the same
time.
A hoarse chuckle from the doorway
caused Gladys to turn her head, and
permit Dan a view’ of the interrupter.
“Break away!” chuckled a stout
little woman, in a gay wrapper whose
lined flabby face held a pair of roll
ing dark eyes which proclaimed her
relationship to Gladys.
“What do you want to come but
ting in for, ma?” Gladys asked cheer
fully, at the sametime rising to her
feet. Abashed beyond all precedent,
Dan followed her example. And then
Mrs. Clements came upon hirm, not
jfith the suddenness of her daughter,
but with intentions which were ob-
rious enough. Ahearty smack on each
cheek, and heartier hug, were be
stowed upon him with the extremity
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fectionate family, and not ashamed
of showing it.
“Welcome to me future son-in-
law,” wheezed the mother of Gladys.
“I didn’t kiss yer on the mouth be
cause I’ve got a ’orrid cold in me
’ead. What would you do, Gordon, for
a ’orrid cold in the ’ead?”
Dan would like to have recommend
ed a couple of aspirin, but was too
bashful still for speech.
“You go and see to the pancakes
for lunch,” Mrs. Clements command
ed. “You’ve all your life before you
for billing and cooing.”
As Gladys blithely left the room to
fulfil the instruction, her mother
said:
“And you never set tooth in a bet
ter pancake than my girl can toss.
Fit to set before the P. of W.”
The conversation w’hich followed
was complicated by Mrs. Clements’
addiction to the use of initials, ra
ther than names of any kind. Hep
daughter was G., so what was she to
call her son-in-law, whose name also
began with G?
Don gruffly remarked that most
people shortened Gordon to Don;
and was instantly installed in the
household as D.
“And let me tell you, D.,” Mrs.
Clements confided, “I am more than
pleased to see you in me drawing
room and to know that G. is provid
ed for for life. I admit I was against
her answering your letter, when it
came to the house wrapped up in a
package of Australian dried apricots.
‘For’, I says to G., ‘The man who
wrote that letter may have written
a score or a hundred such. By this
time he may be writing to half a
dozen girls in England. Knowing
what I do of men, I wouldn’t put it
past him’.”
Dan drew a deep breath. Under
standing began to reach him through
the haze of words and strange events.
He had first met Westerby when they
were both working at a fruit can
ning and preserving factory at Mil-
dura. The trick of writing messages
on the paper wrappings of apples, or
enclosing them in packages of dried
fruit, was well known to him.
Like the letters enclosed in bot
tles and cast into the ocean, most of
these communications were lost and
traceless; but here was one which'
had borne abundant fruit. It was like
Gordon Westerby, when the advent-1
ure became complicated by a later,
entanglement, to send away his part- j
ner’s photograph as his own, and to '
leave the outcome to chance.
“Even when your letters came,”
Mrs. Clements went on, “I had me
doubts. The first ease my poor mind
got was when I saw the photo. Kitty
—that’s me youngest—K. she turned
up her nose when G. showed us your ,
phiz. But I put me foot down. ‘Looks
isn’t everything,’ I sez. ‘Behind that:
face I see a honest ’eart beating.’ I
Was I right, D?”
“Oh, quite, quite.” Dan said mech- ‘
anically, echoing a fellow passenger
on the boat, ■whose vocabulary was ‘
almost limited to that handy word.!
So Westerby had never been to Eng-!
land in his life, and his picture of I
a- big-eyed wistful girl waiting pa-1
tiently through the years boiled down :
to a venturesome reply to a letter
addressed to the world of woman
kind in general.
“Eats are on the table,” announced
a shrill voice; and a long-legged girl
in a short gym. dress, with saucer
like eyes, giggled convulsively at
Dan.
“This is K.” announced Mrs. Cle
ments.
Kitty had all the family character
istics. She rushed at Dan and kissed
him with lingering fondness.
“Pleased to mee’cha, Gordon,” she
said. “Gosh; I’ll crow over the girls
at school this afternoon.”
The lunch began with fried <soles
and chips, and Dan, a homeless loon,
whose diet was ruled by the standard
of boarding-houses and cheap hotels,
though he had never tasted food like
it. The pancakes were all that Mrs.
Clements had promised; for this
family had a taste for the good things
of life, and the knack of obtaining
them. Dan might have enjoyed the
meal even more if Gladys, who sat
next to him, had not insisted on ex
pressing her affection by knee pres
sures and other disturbing and novel
contacts.
TO BE CONTINUED
QUEER WORLD
Charles I, in want of money in
1641, bought of the old East India
Company the whole of their stocks
of pepper (then a very valuable
commodity) on credit, and sold it
for cash.
Down 403 steps, up 403 steps, six
days a week, month after month,
year after year, is part of the nor
mal work of Mr. R. G. Rees, post
man of Holyhead, who delivers the
mail to South Stack Lighthouse, An
glesey.
Karachi, the Indian airport, has
an aerial milestone which indicates
the way and distance by air to Lon
don, Baghdad, Delhi, and Queta. It
is visible from a height of 2,000
feet.
Apples weighing 8 lb. each have
been grown by Mr. Ichitaro Matsu
da, of Nagano, Japan. Although
sour, they have a good flavour.
Their size is the result of many ex
periments.
The Pope has been presented with
a wonderful “Eucharistic” clock. It
is about two feet high and has a
globe-map of the world which is
lighted by electricity. On the map
is indicated the time at which Mass
is being celebrated at any particu
lar moment in any part of the
world.
Yorkshire is more than three
times the size of Lancashire, but
its population is 663,766 less.
MYGARBAGE PAIL
WAS A NUISANCE
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Rogers Joins Bunch
Of Old Joshers
Some of Will Rogers’ quaint
thoughts are recalled from the pages
of a book written by his old friend,
the late Charles M. Russell, Mon
tana cowboy artist. Russell died sev
eral years ago as he was about to
complete the book, “Trails Plowed
Under,” a collection of reminiscences
of the old west, illustrated by his own
paintings and drawings. The book
was published last year.
Rogers wrote the introduction in
the form of a letter to his old friend
in the other world. It was done
about nine years ago.
With characteristic modesty Rog
ers disclaimed the ability to write
an introduction. Continuing, he said:
“There aint much news here to
tell you. You know the big Boss
gent sent a hand over and got you
so quick Charley. But 1 guess He
needed a good man pretty bad. 1
hear they been working short hand
ed over there pretty much all the
time, I guess its hard for Him to.get
hold of good men, they are just get
ting scarce everywhere . . .
“ . . . I bet you hadn’t been up
there three days until you had cut
your old pencil and was a drawing j
something funni about some c(f
their old punchers.............I bet you
Mark Twain and old Bill Nye, and
Whitcomb Riley and a whole bunch
of those old joshers was just a wait
ing for you t0 pop in with all the
latest ones, what kind of a bird is
Washington and Jefferson. I bet
they are regular fellows when you
meet ’em ain’t they? Most big men
are.
“I would like to see the bunch that
is gathered around you the first time
you tell the one about putting the
limburger cheese in the old nestors
whiskers. Don’t tell that Charley un
til you get Lincoln around you, he
would love that, I bet you and him
kinder throw in together when you
get well acquainted, darn it when I
get to thinking about all them old top
hands up there, if I could just hold
a horse wrangling job with em, 1
wouldn’t mind following that wagon
myself. . . .
“You will run onto me old dad up
there Charley, fop he was a real cow
hand and I bet he is running a wag
on, and you will pop into some well
kept ranch house over under some
cool shady trees and you will be ask
ed to have dinner, and it will be the
best you ever had in your life, when
you are a thanking the women folks,
you just tell the sweet looking little
old lady that you knew her boy back
on an outfit you used to rep for, and
tell the daughters that you knew
their brother, and if you see a cute
little rascal running around there
kiss him for me. Well cant write you
any more Charley dam papers all wet,
it must be raining in this old bunk
house.
“Of course we are all just a hang
ing on here as long as we can. 1
dont know why we hate to go, we
know its better there. Maby its be
cause we havent done anything that
will live after we are gone.
“From your old friend.
“Will.”
Planting Trees
On Farms
Observes the Brussels Post.—There
Is a Perth County farmer who some
years ago started planting trees in a
ravine on his property. He said he
knew it would never be possible to
cultivate the land, and he wanted
trees there for two purposes. The
first may seem simple — he liked
trees — and then he was certain the
bush would be a good place for pas
turing cattle in hot weather.
The trees are such as are found
in ordinary woodlot, but there are
a number of spruce and pine as well.
The spot today is a place of beauty.
That is not all. Last Winter he took
out eight cords of wood, and the stuff
he removed was surplus growth or
broke ndown trees. He says it looks
better now that the eight cords of
wood were removed. To look at the
place today one would think trees
had never been removed from it.
It is much easier to get young
trees today than it used to be, and
there are plenty of farms where
there is a piece of land which might
well be put to growing trees. The
people on the land today may not
get the benefit, but the next genera
tion will.
“Actors are expected to say things
that are impressive. And when they!
don’t, people are disappointed.”—
Katherine Hepburn.
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Campus Clothes Must be
Both Smart and Useful
The Co-ed’s Wardrobe Is On
Display From Morning Un
til Night, So Use Discrim
ination.
The college term is at hand and co
eds are busy choosing their ward
robes.
First of all, if you haven’t much
money, choose your clothes of dur
able material that doesn’t wrinkle
or spot and don’t have fussy trim
mings that have to be cleaned or re
newed. Have it plain in cut and not
too obtrusive in color. If you are on
of those people who just must have a
touch of color about you, use it in
scarf and belt so that you may change
it without too much expense when
you’re tired of it, or it needs renew
ing.
Here is a list chosen by one of the
shops as a guide for your college
“trousseau”:
STREET AND CAMPUS
Harris tweed coat.
Fur coat, if possible.
2 tweed skirts.
Twin sweaters in gay colors.
1 slip-over sweater that will con
trast with skirts.
2 woollen dresses (for campus dates
and? football games)
2 silk afternoon dresses (one dark
and one bright).
1 tea dance dress.
Dress coat fur trimmed.
EVENING WEAR
2 evening dresses (both quite for
mal).
A long velvet wrap.
Evening slip, if necessary.
UNDERWEAR
1 girdle (even if you are thin)
3 brassieres.
4 pairs step-ins.
2 pairs of woollen bloomers (you’ll
appreciate these in January).
1 or 2 pairs flannel pyjamas.
1 pair lounging pyjamas.
Tailored flannel bathrobe.
Leather bedroom slippers.
3 slips.
6 pairs hosiery.
Silk or satin negligee.
Mules.
Silk pyjamas or nightie for week
end house parties.
SPORTS APPAREL
1 tennis dress (for that Indian
summer which you are sure to have
after you get back).
A white dre-ss, or a white sweater
and skirt for special occasion.
A riding habit, if you ride.
A ski-suit with matching or con
trasting woollen accessories, cap,
scarf, mittens, socks, etc., and ski
boots.
ACCESSORIES
Brown accessories to go with tweed
coat, calf or pigskin gloves, leather
purse, and ghille oxfords; brown felt
riding type hat.
Couple of Basque berets.
Liver-Fed Trout Make Big Gains
Seven Ounces Each In 11 Months
From The Canadian
As proof of what selective breed
ing and efficient feeding methods
can do in hastening the growth of
trout, consider the case of speckled
trout fingerlings raised at the fish
hatchery operated by the Dominion
Department of Fisheries at Antigon-
ish, N.S., where they reached in 11
months as great a weight as three-
year-old fish living under natural con
ditions and foraging for themselves.
There were 10 fingerlings in the
lot that was studied and all of them
were the progeny of selected parents.
When first put on the scales these
fish babies weighed less than a pound,
all told, or, to be exact, 15.2 ounces,
but in slightly less than 11 months
they had grown to weigh 700 ounces,
which simple arithmetic shows to
have meant an average of seven
ounces each.
Other studies — for instance, re
search by fisheries biologists in On
tario—have indicated that trout liv
ing wild take about two and one-
half years to reach an average
weight of seven ounces, though it
must be kept in mind, of course, that
bodies of water, like parcels of land,
vary in their fertility and fish grow
faster in some lakes and streams
than in others.
The fingerlings handled in the An-
tigonish test were not only the pro
duct of selective breeding but they
were fed, of course, in accordance
with approved hatchery practice. For
the most part, their diet consisted of
beef liver. In approximately the first
month of the test their aggregate
One pair of pumps for afternoon
clothes.
/A dressy hat for afternoon clothes.
Evening slippers, sandals either
silver or dyed to match dresses.
Evening bag either beaded oi‘ bro
cade.
Earrings and other jewellery to be
worn with evening clothes.
Pearl stud earrings and necklace
for daytime clothes.
1 pair suede gloves.
LUGGAGE
1 trunk.
1 week-end case.
A “duffle bag” is a handy thing to
have around and one of those rub
ber-lined toilet rolls or handbags is
almost a necessity to carry your
toilet things to and from the bath.
GOOD TASTE
Of course, all these things need
not be brought for immediate use.
The list is jus’t a “guide” to help
you choose your frocks. If you want!
to be dressed in good taste, choose
simple things not only because they
may be easily cared for but because
simplicity is always the hall mark oi
good taste. Don’t discard all your
old things — you may be glad to have1
them.
Hawk Shadow
Gerald Raftery, in the New York
Sun.
A hawk on rocking wings goes dark
ly over
The placid meadow,
Casting on sunny slope and bank
of clover
His cruel shadow’.
A stillness goes before him as he
passes, t
This death wno mes,
And furred and feathered heads
among the grasses
Shrink from his eyes.
With peering, cruel head he soars
away
And out of sight —
And then a raucous crow caws out
his say
To hide hiis fright.
Agreed
“Now, children, step quarrelling..
Can’t you ever agree?”
“We have agreed this time,
mother, Jack wants the biggest
piece of cake, and so do I.”
Ten cowhides w-ere used in mak
ing the uppers and over 481 lb. of
leather the soles and heels of the
biggest boot in the world. It meas
ures fifteen feet in height and it
took six master shoemakers of a
Saxony town, and their assistants,
six months to make it.
Fisheries Bulletin
weight increased from 15.2 ounces
to 50.5, or more than 230 per cent.,
and in the next three months there
was a further gain of over 300 per
cent., and total weight rose to 223
ounces. The next seven months
brought the figures to 700 ounces.
Fish raised at deparmental hat
cheries are used for stocking suitable
waters, angling waters in some cas
es and commercial fishing areas in
others. Anything which can be ac
complished toward improving fish
strains is, therefore, of a good deal
of importance. It is for this reason
that the department gives as much
attention as may be feasible to ex
periments in selective breeding.
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