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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1924-8-28, Page 6TSealed in aluminum pftcliets 138!6© is =Iways pure and fresh. So delicious! Try it today. ter dig THE DANGER IN INK. A wise woman once removed the label "Poison" from an empty bottle and pasted it on the family ink bottle. "Why, mother, ink isn't poisonous, and besides, no one ever things of drinking it." "I know; but, if the label leads us to give a second thought to what we write, it will serve its purpose. Ink, my dear, has often proved to be a deadly poison to the affection of rela- tives, to friendship, to love, It will kill every affectionate impulse if used indiscriminately." If it were possible to gather statis- tics on such an intimate subject, it would be found that seventy-five per cent. of the letters in the postman's bag are uninteresting, stupid, unneces- sary, and are read only once by those who reeeive them. The letters of sweethearts and those of children to their mother do not come into that class; but even they are not above criticism, for the sweethearts write too many, and the children too few. When you are away from home what kind of letter pleases you most? Here is one received by a woman many miles from her kinsfolk and set aside as the one letter received in six months that did the most to make her l.eart glad: Dearest Big Sister, We miss you very much. This morning I wore my b:ue and white gingham to school, and the teacher admired it. We had waf- fles for breakfast, Mrs. Sparks' tiger lilies are in bloom. Oh, what do you think? You could never guess. Min- nie's gray cat has six kittens, and Min- nie's mother says I can have every one of them. Won't that be just grand? Last night when we had lemon pie Father said you ought to be here be- cause it is your favorite kind. He has a new hat. Mother is in the dining room mending a hole Uncle Jim burn- ed in the table cloth with his cigar. Mother didn't say anything. I guess she wasn't glad about it..Auntie Green comes to wash to -morrow. Mother says I can put my doll clothes in. The new family across the street has a girl my age, and a baby. Mother says maybe they will let me take turns in wheeling the baby. The baby buggy is light blue. I think I shall be busy with my kittens. I haven't told mother about them yet. She seems too upset about the table cloth. It was her best. The _ one with the poppy pattern. I have on my blue hair ribbon. Father says I look like a butterfly. The kit- , tens eyes are shut. With love and a big kiss.—Alice. There were letters from other mem- bers of the family. An older sister told of a party to which she had not been invited and the letter was in the nature of a wail; mother's letter, Fusty h': ids are germ -carriers Everywhere, every day, the hands are touching things covered with dust. Countless times those dust -laden hands touch the face and the lips in the course of a day. Consider—dust is a source of in- fection and danger. Lifebuoy Protects Take no chances —cleanse. your hands frequently with the rich, creamy lather of Lifebuoy. Life- buoy contains a wonderful health ingredient which goes deep down into the pores of the skin, purify- ing them of any lurking infection. The clean, antiseptic odour van- ishes in a few seconds, but the protection of Lifebuoy remains, HEALTH SIlaAP More than. Soap -aHealth Habit LEVER EROTHEEE LIMITED, TORONTO L1C-4-98 ISSUE No. 34=-'24. though dear, was devoted to sugges- tions to the recipient for safeguarding her health. Father's letter was a homily on the need of saving her money; brother wrote three lines, two of them about a new baseball mitt. Only one lettercontained the news that her homesick heart longed for, and that was written by a child of ten! Guileless, sincere, loving, newsy, it was an ideal letter. t'I laughed over it, and I cried over it, I read it when I was depressed, and I read it when I was happy, be- cause of the steadying influence it had on me. I really felt that I could not do anything that was not generous and kind, because of the influence of that letter. It visualized home." In writing a letter put yourself in the position of the person who will read it. If you are writing to one who is resentful or quick-tempered, avoid jokes; never make comparisons; , leave out all criticism of the recipient , or of others who are common acquain tanees, Never write, "Burn this" It is a long way to the furnace down- stairs. Never write, "Don't show this to So -and -So." If you must give a confidence, don't label it as "secret," "private" or "personal." Slip it in casually, as you would slip in;a coin- rnent on the weather. Never write your troubles; the read- . er may have greater ones. Do not mention your ill health; it may cause needless anxiety, and you may be bet- -t I ter when the Ietter is received. Never I write a criticism. You might say the same thing with a disarming smile, but the smile doesn't appear in the ink. If you have won a great success, only mention it when you write to your mother. If you have failed, say no- thing about it. Never seek praise or sympathy through the mails—or in any other way. Don't write too many letters. If the recipient—unless it be your mother is able-bodied and has had a good education and fails to answer your first letter and your second letter, take a lesson in Bride and do not write a third. If your letters are welcome, they will bring replies. When lou fail to receive a letter don't blame the postman. The govern- ment is not interested in keeping your mail from you. When you read a let- ter that hurts put it away until you are in a more philosophical frame of mind. Never go near the ink bottle I when you are angry. Don't make excuses for not having written before. There are few rea- 1 sons for procrastination that ring true. Devote no spade in your letter to disappointment because the recipi- ent waits so long to reply. Perhaps ! there is a reason you do not guess. Answer promptly the letters from your father or mother and those of a business nature. Do not glory in the number of your correspondents; limit the listto those you sincerely like, and who you know sincerely like you. To reckon youriopularity by numbers is a childish thing. Remember that .old friends are more interested in the lit- tle intimate affairs of your life than new,friends are. If a married brother does not write; do not blame his wife. When a man marries he sometimes shifts the duty of writing to his rela- tives to his wife's 'should 're, She may not want to take his place in a mat- ter like this, but she Iearns that un- less she writes to his family they will never hear. Respect her for her at- tempt to make up for his omission. There is the paper; a clean sheet of paper. There is the pen. ` There is the ink: And there also should be the label on the bottle in red and white— "Poison." For ink is poison unless you write in a spirit of helpfulness and understanding. beauty of nature, no merely the indi- vidual marks of her not A bright small boy had been taught at school that the 'crawfish .was•'en invertebrate. ,Ile showed little enthus- iasm about the fact, but when he was taken to a stream and the queer, clay - celled home of a crawfish was pointed out to him, when he saw the way the crawfish has of moving backward, the i strengthof its e k , its waving prehensile beard and � 9 di b Jack's Adventures BY LURA E. BENNETT. is strange surroun legs, he eeame greatly interested and on his return Ih. to the class astounded his fellow" pu- pils with his newly found and to, him marvelous knowledge. - Enthusiasm is the very marrow of nature study. And the, more you 'delve in natures storehouse the more your enthusiasm grows. As you point out) the things outdoors that are strange) or beautiful the child will take them into its mind and repeat them without! much appreciation. But by and by! appreciation will comp, and presently the child will conceive new and sur- prising ideas and startle you with an original -train of thought. "Were all these shells made in a shell mint?" asked a little girl. "What put that into your head?" was the reply. "Well, you told me that dollars were made in a mint " A mighty mint indeed wherein the world was cast; a mighty Sovereign whose seal is stamped thereon! FORT WELLINGTON MILITARY , CENTRE RELIC OF EARLY CANA- DIAN HISTORY. Restoration of Historic Block- house at Prescott Completed by Department of Interior. On the recommendation of the His- toric Sites and Monuments Board of Canada restoration work on Fort Wel- lington, Prescott, Ontario, has been undertaken and completed by the Canadian National Parks Branch of the Department of the Interior. It is the intention of the branch now to erect a bronze tablet bearing record of the salient facts in the history of he fort. The old fort is connected with the stirring and romantic events of the war of 181Land especially with the capture of Ogdensburg by Colonel MacDonell and his Glengarry men. It was constructed in 1$12-13, under the direction of Lieut. -Cols. Thomas Pear- son and George R. J. MacDonelI; as the main base for the defence of the com- munication between Kingston and Montreal, and named Fort Wellington in honor of the victory gained at Sala- manca by the British under Welling- ton, ellington, July 22, 1812. It was here that MacDonell assembled the forces which took Ogdensburg on February 22, 1813, and here also, that Col. Young gathered the troops for the defence at the Windmill, November 11-13, 1833. Figured in War of 1812, Upon the declaration of war by the United States in June, 1812, the small unfortified village of Prescott, then consisting of about thirty houses, be- came at once a position of consider- able military importance. It, was the head of boat navigation upon the St. Lawrence and the starting point of ship navigation on lake Ontario. An military stores and the major part of other supplies for the garrisons, in Up- per Canada liad to be conveyed from Montreal either by water carriage or by wagons or sleighs by the single passable road, closely following the OUTDOOR STUDY. The best kind 'of outdoor study is contemplation. Get a notebook, a book on botany, a book on - birds, if you will, and pack your mind with fixed and irrevocable facts. But do not teach your child on. that. principle. A curious ignorance, • gilded with a happy enthusiasm, is better than the labeling, ` pressing, analyzing knowl- edge that plays a large part in modern "nature, study." Let the children "run wild" without at first teaching them even -rudiment- ary truths about the trees, grass, flowers, birds, animals or fishes. Teach them one or two thingsat a time and encourage them by letting them see. that you appreciate their memories when they repeat -the next day what they have learned about outdoors. Do not let them memorize names only, but teach them to memorize sensa-I I tions. Teach them the sureness an(' north bank of the river, and, in many places, under direct hostile observa- tion from the opposite shore. The ex- pulsion of the American garrison on the St. Lawrence secured the line of communication from immediate dan- ger and interruption. When the immediate trouble was over, work was continued upon Fort Wellington and it was made a place of considerable strength. It continued to be a military post, occupied by a small garrison of regular soldiers until the autumn of 1837, when all troops were withdrawn to Lower Canada to restore order there. In 1838 the fort again became the scene of activity and Col. Young was sent there with a small garrison to occupy it, though it had fallen into considerable disrepair. Re- pairs were executed subsequently and in 1866 the fort was used in connection with the Fenian raids.- It was also oc- cupied in 1885, - at the time of the Northwest Rebellion. The site of the fortcovers an area of 8% acres, on which there is a block- house, offices' quarters, caretaker's dwelling and other buildings. The fort is surronnd'ed by a moat with palis- ades and, ramparts ,on which are two Old guns. One of the. most interesting of the buildings is a listening post, reached by an. underground passage. The blockhouse has three storeys, the first two built of stone and brick and the third of wood. For Sore Feet—Minard's Liniment. Electricty Rules in Sweden: -Sweden boasts of many important industries. The country possesses 1111- mense iron and steel works, sugar mills, iron mines, pulp and paper mills, _machine factories ' and the world's greatest match industry. Even the ag ricultural and dairying operations are carried on in a businesslike way and more than '50) per cent. of the rural PART II. "Well, Maida, how is the new 'hired man'?" asked Mr.. Carleton, evhen she took his supper in: "' I Maida told him the happenings of , the afternoon, and- he laughed heart- ily. "1 should like to see him," he said, as she was about to leave the room. ! Jack was taken to Mr. Carleton, while Maida finished her household duties for the night. "Well, young man," began his em- ployer, "you certainly do not look like the proverbial 'hired man.' " "I assure you, sir, I feel like one,".! was the answer. "Where were you last employed?" "I-er-let me' see." Jack was think- ing fast. "Do you know, I have a very' poor memory, but I think it was in New Mexico. • You see,. I.travel about so much—" "Did you walk from there, here?" Mr. Carleton interrupted in a sar- castic tone of voice. "No, sir, I had a ride." "On a freight train, I suppose," stili sarcastic. "Oh, no! You see people would take! pity on me and ask me to ride in their automobiles," answered Jack, ser- iously. "Come, young man, own up. What is your game?" "There is no game, really. I was down to my last quarter and hungry, Your house looked inviting, so I stop -1 ped. Then I found you needed assist- ance, and I needed a job. So here •I , am." "You know nothing at all about farm work, how—" "I have learned many things this afternoon, sir," interrupted Jack. "I am quick to learn if I set about Why, I milked a cow! And I learned, too, that there is a right and a wrong side to the beasts." The corners of Mr. Carleton's mouth were twitching. "Well," he said, gaz- ing ceilingward, "to -morrow you can learn - that there is a right and a wrong side to a plow. Maida will show you what I mean." It was early when Jack awoke the next morning. Some one was moving about below. "Bless me," he muttered. "I suppose it is time for the 'hired man' to arise." As if in answer to that thought, the stair door was open- ed, and Maida called softly, "Jackson." "Directly, ma'am." - No one was about when he went be- low. The row of shining milk -pails was gone, so he went on to the barn. He could not but admire the neat, trim figure of the girl as she arose from her stool with a brimming pail of milk in her hand, and Maida decided milk- ing wasn't at all monotonous, when one had some one with whom to ex- change pleasantries. When they had finished breakfast, Maida said: "Father wants you to plow to -day." "Yes. But I say," in a confidential tone; "do you know the right and the wrong side of a plow?" She laughed and nodded. "You will have to catch the horses first" "Horses? What for?" Jack seemed surprised. • - "To draw the plow." "I hope I prove a bright pupil," be said, with a 'resigned air. • Maida watched him as he stalked off toward the pasture to catch the horses. They seemed to know that he was strange, and would not allow him to come near them. • Maida walked toward the pasture, also. Jack saw her, and called: "Is there a right. and a wrong side to a !horse?" In answer, she gave a pecu-' liar shrill whistle. Both horses heard, dashed past him, through the gate he had left open, and straight to the wait- ing girl. Gaily she waved her hand to Jack, as she turned toward the stable, followed by the willing animals. "Well, I'll be darned!" he ejaculat- ed, as he went back to the barn. With Maida's`help the team was harnessed, and Jack started off brave- ly to "put his hand to the plow." He fastened the traces, and started the team, walking along by the side of the plow. "1 Wonder what those sticks are for?" referring to the handles. Suddenly, the point of the plow struck a stone and left the furrow, the handle striking him a blow on the thigh. - • "Jackson!" Maida's voice sounded as if she was amused. "You have to steady the plow by -the handles." She came to his assistance, showing""hirn how it was done, and got pini started once more. "You see there is a right and a wrong side to a plow." "I do not believe there is a thing on this farm, but what has a right and a wrong side to it," he said, as he start- ed off. When noon came he was tired; by night he was dead tired, but he was game. "You did fine to -day, Jackson," Maida told him. "Are you tired?" Jack shook his head.' "Not after I, look about and see what you have done." He watched. her - in genuine wonder. She was continually busy at something. "How do you stand it?" Maida laughed. "I' have to stand it. The work has to be clone, you know." "I suppose so. But, Miss Carleton, will you allow me to tell you I think you are a"wonder?" Jack's voice was very earnest. She colored under'his steady, admir- ing gaze. : "Really, I am not half, so wonderful as .some women." He shook his head. "I have .known girls, but they were—" he paused. Be- fore he finished the sentence, Maida was called by her father, and when she returned, Jack had retired. "Does any one happen to know where Jack is?" Big John Allen look- ed ooked from wife to daughter. "Went with Dud Martin to visit Dud's aunt," answered Grace Allen. Big John raised his eyebrows. "I met Dud to -day, and he told me Jack deserted him on the way out, for no apparent reason. They ran out of gas; and Dud went back two miles to a filling station. When he returned, Jack was gone, leaving a card with some fool thing written on ]t." "Jack is old enough to take care of himself," said Mrs. Allen. Jack was her son and could do no wrong. Big John shook Ms head. "He will never be old enough to take care of himself." Big John was so nicknamed in college because of his size, strength, and prowess in athletics. Later in life, the nickname had clung to him for he was a "big" than in railroad circles. He tried to get Jack to join him in his business, but the son loved his leisure, and his mother upheld him. "He needs to marry some good, sen- sible girl" growled Big John. "Maybe he could settle down and work then." "Yes, John, I• have his wife selected. Agatha Trumbull will make him an excellent wife." "That baby -faced wax do11!" Big John exploded. "Why, she hasn't two ounces of brains!" "John Allen!" expostulated his wife. "She is a dear, wonderful girl." "Wonderful! Yes, wonderful be- cause old doughhead Trumbull has seven figures in his bankbook! Pouf !" Big John called for his hat and cane, went out, shutting the door impress- ively behind him. Meanwhile, Jack was enjoying-him- self. njoyinghim-self. He was learning something new every day. He laughed aloud when he thought of what his fastidious mother and sister might say to see him in overalls. But dad! Well, dad was different. Dad had wanted to buy a farm, but mother and Grace had ob- jected and—so had he. Still, even now, he would not care to live on a farm unless Maida could be there. He had known her less than two weeks— to be exact, he had known her eleven days, and they had grown to be good chums. Even Mr. Carleton, who now began to hobble about with the aid of crutches, liked to be included in their pleasantries and more serious talks. It was Saturday morning. Jack was cleaning up the barn. Maida called to him to bring her the step -ladder. Jack looked =about. Just what did she mean? A long ladder hung on some pegs at one side of the barn. He looked at it, then finally took it down, with considerable trouble, and started toward the house. Maida turned the corner by the house, as he reached it. The end of the ladder, which was a long one, miss- ed her head by a fraction of an inch. He stopped short. "Gosh! that was pretty close!" "Plenty," returned Maida. "But, Jackson, where are you going with that—?" she paused remembering she had agked for the step -ladder. She doubled up, then sat down, helpless with laughter. "I am going to wash windows," she gasped. "I can't use that!" She laughed 'heartily at the crestfallen look on Jack's face. Final- ly, she said: "Jackson, the step -ladder; a small, short ladder that folds up. It always hangs right under the one, 'you have there.' Jack returned to the barn. There sat the innocent step -ladder, for he had to remove it from its hanging place, when he took down the long ladder. "That is a step -ladder, Jackson," Maida laughed at him, when he came back: He grinned _ good-naturedly, and stood watching her as she proceeded to polish the windows. "Another ac- complishment," he remarked. She turned to answer him, los% her balance, and fell.` • With - a _ bound, Jack caught her, saving her from a nasty fall. His whole being thrilled, as he held her in his arms so closely that for an instant I she leaned against him.- His arms did not relax until she pushed him from her, her face flame color, even to the roots of her brown hair. "Thank you, Jackson," she said softly. "You saved .me from a bad ( fall." I "Oh ! ' I-er-you are - welcome," he I stammered, and his face was no less flaming than her own. - Immediately, Maida went into . the house, and. Jack's eyes followed her, then he went slowly to the barn. "Jack, my son, that was .a pleasing sensa- tion," he said aloud. "Boy! she was just made for a fellow's arms." ' (To be coneluded.) i Parts Wanted. Irate Customer ---"I bought a car of you several weeks ago, and you said if anything went wrong you'd supply the broken parts." Dealer—"Yes." Irate Customer—"I'd like to get a nose, a shoulderblade, an da big toe." is Your Wife Still Your ve,aotheatt? If sc, treat her ton meal at Mumby's Dining Room, west end of Grand Stand, diStiict is electrified. 1 Toronto Exhibition. Exhibition Notice Don't buy your Electric Fixtures or Appliances until you _have seen our fine display of'the latest designs, in the Manufacturers' Annex Building, h Grand Stand, - under the G Booths,16 and 25. Special prices' or all goods sold during the Exhibition. If not con- venient to call, send for our New Electric Fixture Catalogue, larger and better than e'rer. Any other informa- tion or advice we can give you will be gladly • supplied either by mail or at the Exhibit. W. P:;. Earle Electric Supply' 'Co. 1284 St:.Clair Ave. West Toronto After Every Meal It's the .lotligest-lasng confection you can buy; —and it's a help to di-' gestioa and a cleanser for the month and teeth. Virrigley's means !benefit as well as pleasure. ,pied ha yitt lt. _rpt r lkdgeJ,.. .. 1111. � ��- 1 L� '_�' rive f[ii z'.—=' Gunners of the Insect World. There are few animals better known than the skunk. Every woman has ad- mired its handsome fur. In its wild state the skunk roams the whole of North America from Can- ada to Florida, and although it walks about in broad daylight is rarely mo- leited. The reason is that, if annoyed, it can discharge from a special gland a spray, the odor of which is extreme- ly obnoxious. The writer speaks from experience when he says that there is nothing else to compare with it, and that ,a -+q whiff of it will make any human be- ing deadly sick. A sporting dog, if "skunked," is useless for days, losing all power of scenting game. There is a small beetle known as the bombardier, which defends itself, when attacked by discharging an acrid fluid. But this beetle's ammunition is not only offensive ;it is also volatile, and actually explodes with a sharp little report when it meets the air. A bombardier can fire a dozen charges of this kind in succession. There are other insects which have this peculiar habit, one a kind of ant lion of which a specimen can be seen in the London Zoo. The' spray is formic acid, and the range is about twelve inches. Another insect gunner is the peri- patus, which is something between a scorpion and a worn!. It is ab three inches long, and has legs and powerful Jaws. Crawling up to its prey, ft shoots out a pellet of intense- ly .sticky stuff which renders its vic- tim incapable of movement. Minard's Liniment Heals Cuts. An Alpine Village. Their world stands all on end; no place at all Is left for even the little fields to lie That they have hung aloft like tapestry Upon the granite reaches of the wall That towers around them. There they cling and crawl And still contrive between the earth and sky .. To reap the fruit of their brief indus- try Before the snows and the swift silence fall. Then in the church the meager women pray, And in the huts the patient cattle sleep, And earth the vow of her white peace fulfills, And heeds them not who withsuch passion pay . Into her icy breast the faith they keep And still lift up their eyes unto those hills. -—Anne Goodwin Winslow. phip your Cream to us and ob- tain the best results with high- Dst price for number one quality. aily returns, cans supplied, and express charges paid. Write for cars now. BOWES CO., Ltd. - TORONTO , Have Summer Neal �. 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