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Cr "The 1P1 dvenfures of Led f,trd."
By the Author of "What He Cost Her."
CHAPTER X.--(Cont'd).
Miss Montressor raised her gla
and winked at her host,
"Listen," she said quickly. "I have
ss been waiting to speak to you! I want
to say good-bye and to thank you. I
am very, very sorry, and I hope that
some day very soon you will make
some more money and be happy
again."
Her lips were quivering: A single
glance into her faceassuredhim oft'
her honesty. He took the hand which
she held out and pressed her fingers.
"Little Julie," he said, "you are a
brick. Don't you bother about me. It
isn't quite so bad as I made out —
only don't tell your mother that."
"Pm very glad,", she murmured. "I
think that it is hateful of them all to
rush away, and I made up my mind
to say good-bye, however angry it
made thorn. Let me go how, please. I
want to get back before mamma
misses me."
He passed his arm around her tiny
waist. She looked at him with fright-
ened eyes.
"Please let me go," she murmured.
He kissed her lips, and a moment
afterwards vaguely repented it. She
buried her face in her hands and ran
away sobbing. Trent lit a cigar and
sat down upon a garden seat.
Its a queer thing," he said reflect-
ingly. "The girl's been thrown re-
peatedly at my head for a week and
I might have kissed her at any mo-
ment, before her father and mother
if I had liked, and they'd have thank-
ed me. Now I've done it I'm sorry.
She looked prettier than I've ever seen
her too—and she's the only decent one
of the lot. What a hubbub there'll be
in the morning!"
The stars came out and the moon
rose, and still Scarlett Trent lingered
in the scented darkness. He was a
man of limited imagination and lit-
tle given to superstitions. Yet that
night there came to him a presenti-
ment. He felt that he was on the
threshold of great events. Something
new in life was looming up before
s;
him. He had cut himself adrift from
the old—it was a very wonderful and
a very beautiful figure which was
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beckoning him to follow in other
paths. The triumph of the earlier
part of the day seemed to lie far back
in a misty and unimportant past.
There was a new world and a greater,
5 if fortune willed that he should enter
n' it.
"It don't take much drinking, this,
General," she remarked, cheerily
draining her glass! "Different to the
'pop' they give us down at the `Star,'
eh, Flossie? Good old gooseberry I
call that!"
"Da Souza, look after Miss Flossie,"
Trent said. "Why `don't you fill her
glass ?
"That's right!"
"Hiram!"
Da Souza removed his hand from
the back of his neighbor's chair and
endeavored to look unconseious. The
girl tittered—Mrs. Da Souza was se-,
verely dignified. Trent watched them
all, half is amusement, half in dis-
gust,. What a pandemonium! it was
time indeed for him to get rid of
them all. From where he sat he could
see across the lawn into the little pine
plantation. It was still light—if she
could look in at the open window what
would she think? His cheeks burned,
and lie thrust the hand which was
seeking his under the table savagely
away. And then an idea flashed in
upon him—a magnificent, irresistible;
idea. He drank off a glass of cham
pagne and laughed loud and long at
one of his neighbor's silly sayings. It
was a glorious joke! The more he
thought of it the more he liked it. He
called for mare champagne, and all,
save the little brown girl, greeted the
magnum which presently appeared
with cheers. Even Mrs. Da Souza un-
bent a little towards the young wo-
men against whom she had declared
war. Faces were flushed and voices
grew a little thick. Da Souza's arm
unchidden sought once more the back
of his neighbor's chair, Miss Montres-
sor's eyes did their utmost to win a
tender glance from their lavish host.
Suddenly Trent rose to his feet. He
held a glass high over his head. His
face was curiously unmoved, but hi
lips parted in an enigmatic smile..
"A toast, my friends!" he cried T
"Fill up, the lot of you! Come!
our next meeting! May fortune soo
smile again, and may I have another
home before long as worthy a restin
place for you as this!"
Bewilderment reigned. No one of
fered to drink the toast.. It was Mis
Montressor who asked the questio
which was on every one's lips.
"What's up?" she exclaimed.
"What's the matter with our next
meeting here to-morrownight, a
what's all that rot about your next
home and fortune?"
Trent looked at them all in well
simulated amazement.
"Heavens," he exclaimed, "you don'
know—none of you!. I thought D
Souza would have told you the news!'
"What news ?" Da Souza cried, hi
beady eyes protuberant, and his Blas
arrested half -way to his mouth.
"What are you talking about,
friend?"
Trent set down his glass.
"My friends," he said unsteadily,
"let me explain to you, as shortly as I
can, what an uncertain position is that
of a great financier."
Da Souza leaned across the table
His face was livid, and the corners o
his eyes were bloodshot.
"I thought there was something
up," he muttered. "You would n
have me come into the City this mor
ing. D n it, you don't mean that
you—,,
{`I'm bust!" Trent said roughly. "Is
that plain enough ? I've been bulling
on West Australians,and theyboom-
ed,
ed, and this afternoon the Govern-
ment decided not to back us at Bek-
wando, and the mines are to be shut
. down. Tell you all about it if you
like."
No one wanted to hear all about
it. They shrunk from him as though
he were a robber. Only the little
brown girl was sorry, and she looked
at him with dark, soft eyes.
"I've given a bill of sale here,"
Trent continued. "They'll be round
to -morrow. Better pack to -night.
These valuers are such robbers.
Come, another bottle! It'll all have
to be sold. We'll make a night of it."
Mrs. Da Souza rose and swept from
the room—Da Souza had fallen for-
ward with his head upon his hands.
He was only half sober but the shock
was working like madness in his
brain. The two girls, after whisper-
ing together for. a moment, rose and
followed Mrs. Da Souza. Trent stole
from his place and out into the gar-
den. With footsteps which were
steady enough now he crossed the vel-
vety lawns, and plunged into the
shrubbery. Then he began to laugh
softly as he walked. They were all
duped! They had accepted his story
without the slightest question. He
leaned over the gate which led into the
little plantation, and he was sudden-
ly grave and silent. A night -wind was
blowing fragrant and cool. The dark
boughs of the trees waved to and
fro against the background of deep
Mut sky. The lime leaves rustled
oftly, the perfume of roses came
e9atgig across the flower -gardens.
re a� stood quite still, listening and
t inking.
I "What a beast 2 am!" he muttered.
"It was there she sat! I'm not fit to
breathe the same air,"
Ile looked back towards, the house.
The figures of the two girls, with Da
Souza now -standing between them,
were silhouetted against the window.
His face grew dark and fierce.
"FaughI" he .exclaimed, "what a
kennel I have made of my house!
What a low-down thing I have begun
to make of life!' Yet—I was a beg-
gar --and I azn a millionaire. Is it
harder to change oneself? To-mor-
row"—he looked bard at the place
where she had, sat—"to-morrow I will
ask her!"
On his way back to the house a lit-
tle cloaked figure stepped out from
behind a, shrub. He looked at her
to amazement. It was the little brown
° girl, and her eyes,were wet with tears.
CHAPTER XI.
an
i Trent was awakened next morning
sent -between Searlett Trent and his
drunken old partner, starved and
fever -stricken, making their desper-
ate effort' for wealth in unknown
Africa, and the millionaire of to -day.
The picture remained his dearest pos-
session—but, save his own, no other
eyes had even beheld it.
Ile dressed with more care than
usual, and much less satisfaction. He
was a man who rather prided himself
upon neglecting his appearance, ancl,
so far as the cut and pattern of his
clothes went, he usually suggested the
artisan out for a holiday, 'To -day for
the first time he regarded his toilet
with critical disparaging' eyes, H
found the pattern: of his tweed suit too
large, and the color too pronounced,
his collars were old-fashioned and his
ties hideous,; It was altogether a new
experience with him, this self -dissatis-
faction and sensitiveness to criticism,
which at any other time he would
have regarded with a sort of insolent
indifference, He remembered his
walk westward yesterday with a
shudder, as though indeed nit had been
a sort of nightmare, and wondered
whether she too had regarded him
with the eyes of those loungers' on
the pavement—whether she too was
one of those who looked for a man to
conform to the ane arbitrary and uni-
versal type. Finally he tied his neck-
tie -with a curse, and went down to
breakfast with little of his good -
humor left.
The fresh air sweeping in through
the long open windows, the glancing
sunlight and the sense of freedom,
for which the absence of his guests
was certainly responsible, soon re-
stored his spirits, Blest with an ex-
cellent morning appetite—the delight-
ful heritage of a clean life—he en
joyed his breakfast and thoroughly
appreciated his cook's efforts. If he
needed' a sauce, Fate bestowed one
upon hint, for he was scarcely mid-
way through his meal before a loud
ringing at the lodge gates proved
the accuracy of his conjectures. Mr.
Da Souza had' purchased a morning
paper at the junction, and their host's
perfidy had become apparent. Ob-
viously they had decided to treat the
whole matter as a practical joke and.
to brave it out, for outside the gates
n an open fly were the whole party.
They had returned, only to find that
according to Trent's orders the gates
vere closed upon them.
Trent moved his seat to where he
ould have a better view, and con-
inued his breakfast. The party in the
cab looked hot, and tumbled, and
ross. Da Souza was on his feet ar-
uing with the lodge-keeper—the wo-
men seemed to be listening anxiously.
Trent turned to the servant who was.
visiting upon him.
"Send word down," he directed,
'that I will see Mr. Da Souza alone.
No one else is to be allowed to enter.
ass me the toast before you go."
Da Souza entered presently, apolo-
etic and abject, prepared at the same
# On the Farm
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Common Sense in the Hog Lot„
The question of which breed of
swine to select for the economic pre -
duction of pork is perhaps of less im-
portance to -day than in the past. The
leading awine-breeders„h. have begun to
He recognize' the fact that they must
shape their favorite breeds to meet
market demands. As a natural re -
suit, the type of all the leading breeds
now conforms to a fixed standard that
meets the demands. of. the packing-
hopses, The hog that best meets the
demand of the. present time`is a well -
muscled hog, that will supply a fair
amount of : lard,• and fat meat well
marbled with lean, and be ready for
market at any desired age.
Practical pig -owners, and feeders
of market hogs look for good quality,
depth, length and width of form, and
uniformity of type, regardless of the
breed, color and characteristic mark-
ings. However, it is .essential that
we select our breeding animals from
some well established breed,. foe pro-
miscuous mating
ro-miscuousnating of swine of various
types has a tendency to destroy the
types of all breeds employed in the,
crosses and to throw away' the result
of years of systematic selecting and
mating and perpetuate a certain fixed
type in the breed. This point has been
illustrated by mating a. half Poland
China and Half Chester White' sow
with a -pure-bred Berkshire boar. The
pigs resulting from the cross were
red, spotted, speckled, and striped,
showing that the cross was lost, and
with it the improvements in color and
markings. The result was the return
of the offspring by the principle of
heredity to the original scrub type.
All of our swine, particularly , the.
improved breeds, which are but a
modified form of the original, will not
produce themselves perfectly unless
guided by the hand of man. Whatever
breed is selected, should be kept pure,
and only the best used for breeding.
The man who makes a specialty of
producing pork, should grasp every
opportunity to improve his breeding
stock, the same as the man who is
breeding registered swine.
Uniformity of type is an important
thing in the successful management
of breeding -hogs, especially near mar-
ket time, for a uniform bunch of hogs
will bring more money on any market
than a mixed lot. A pure-bred lot
of hogs are much more apt to mature
together and please discriminating
buyers.
In selecting a breed we should give
particular attention to its adaptability
to the environments under which it is
to be placed. Some are good rustlers,
some are more quiet and better adapt-
ed to small feed lots.
The breeds that have proved best
suited to . our climate and conditions
in the hands of farmers and feeders
are the safest breeds to invest in. We
all have our preferences, our likes and
dislikes, our favorite color markings
and our hobbies, but from the view-
point of dollars and cents there is no
best breed. All breeds. possess many
good qualities, and some less desir-
able ones, and the man who makes a
failure with one breed can hardly
hope to succeed with another. Judi-
cious care will bring success with any
breed.
All practical hog -growers agree
that crossing the breeds is a danger-
ous practice, and that:the best '
re-
sults are attained by sticking to one
breed. Still, some men still cling to
the idea that it is possible to incor-
porate all the good qualities of the
different breeds into a cross -bred ani-
mal. It is a disastrous belief if put
into practice. There may be certain
instances when crossing will give
good results, as in the production of
pig pork.
The man who is experimenting with
the various breeds'and"crosses, in
search of something better than has
yet been found, may have a mission,
but such line of investigation is not
practical for the man who must de-
pend upon the return from his swine -
feeding for his farm profits. He is
on safer ground if he confines his
taste and skill to improving one well
established breed and leaves the ex-
perimenting to the man of leisure and
means.
Oats make a fine ration for but
as a rule they are too expensive. Fed
to sows just after farrowing, oats
cannot be surpassed for keeping them
in good condition. A feeding floor
will save itself in feed and manure in
a single year, provided it is made of
waste material around the farm.
A cement feeding floor is' a joy to
any lover of swine. Jt is rather ex-
pensive to commence ` with, but its
durability makes it a paying invest-
ment in the long run.. Brick makes a
fairly good feeding floor, but to be ef-
fective requires a deep foundation of
broken stone, sand and cinders, and
this is expensive.
A. field of rye sown in the early fall
will help out the grain supply won-
derfully in the late spring.
It is a prevalent notion that hogs
cannot thrive except they have a mud
hole in which to wallow.. Nonsense!
Pigs thrive better on clean pasture,
clean floors and clean water than
they do in dirty surroundings. In the
summer time the hog seeks the mud
hole in order to cool himself and to
rid himself of the flies, not because he
naturally likes mud better than clean
water.
Many people imagine that if they
give the pigs plenty of skimmed mills
they do not need water. Milk changes,
time to extenuate and deny. Trent
by the sound of carriage wheels in continued his breakfast coolly.
II the drive below. He rang his bell at
_ 1 once. After a few moments delay it
was answered by one of his two men -
t servants.
a Whose carriage is that in the
drive?" he asked.
s "It is a fly for Mr. Da Souza, sir!”
s "What! has he gone?" Trent ex-
claimed.
my "Yes, sir, he and Mrs. Da Souza and
the young lady."
(To be continued.)
TO INSURE YOUR CORN CROP
BUILD A SILO.
A silo is not only the safest form
of crop insurance for the Wisconsin
farmer, but is stock insurance as well.
The succulent form of feed helps to
eep the herd in good health, and in-
ures a milk flow..'
The farmers who have silos are not
neasy because of the backwardness
f the corn crop. Even if the season
as been backward, they are confident
that the crop will go into the silo in
fine shape for the stock. And many
farmers who, before this year, have
not thought of investing in silos, are
now asking themselves:"What kind
shall I build?"
The value of silage as a feed can-
ot be overestimated during any year;
ut in a year like this the
worth v o of a
ilo in making sure an otherwise
omewhat doubtful harvest is empha-
zed.
Blame the Elephant
Customer (annoyed)—"I wish to
eturn this paper cutter. It is not
ory, as represented."
Clerk -"Not ivory, madam? I
can't understand that, unless the ele-
phant: had' false teeth."
About four million steel pens are
f
"And Miss Montressor and her 1>
friend?" s
"They shared the fly, sir. The lug-
gage all went down in one of the .0
carts." o
Trent laughed outright, half scorn- h
fully, half in amusement.
"Listen, Mason," he said, as the
sound of wheels died away. "If any
of of those people come back again they
n- are not to be admitted—do you hear?
if, they bring their luggage you are
not to take it in. If they come them-
selves you are not to allow them to
enter the house. You understand n
that?" b
"Yes, sir."
.
.
s
"Very good! Now prepare my bath; s
at once, and tell'the cook, breakfast' sr
in half an hour. Let her know that !
I am hungry. Breakfast for one,
mind! Those fools who have just left
will get a morning paper at the sta-
tion and they may come back. Be on r
the look -out for them and let the!
iv
other servants know. Better have the
lodge gate locked."
"Very good, sir."
The man who had been lamenting
the loss of an easy situation and pos-
sibly even a month's wages, hastened
to spread more reassuring news in consumed daily in the world.
I the Iower regions. It was a practical
joke of the governor's—very likely a
ruse to get rid of guests who had
certainly been behaving as though
[the Lodge was their permanent home..
There was a chorus of thanksgiving.
Groves the butler who read the
f money articles in the Standard every
, morning, with solemn interest, an-
nounced that from what he could
make out the governor must have
landed a tidy little lump yesterday.
Whereupon, the cook set to work to
I prepare a breakfast worthy of the oc-
casion. •
# Trent had awakened with a keen
sense of anticipated pleasure. A
new and delightful interest had en-
tered into his life. It is true that,
at times, it needed all his strength of
mind to keep his thoughts from wan-
dering back into that unprofitable and
most distastefulpast—in the riddle
' of the night even, be had woke up
suddenly with an old man's cry in
his ears—or was it the whispering of
1 the night -wind in the tall elms? But
he was not of an imaginative nature.
r He felt himself strong enough to set
hie heel wholly upon all those me-
mories. If he had not erred on the
side of generosity, he had at least
played the game fairly. Monty, if
he had lived, could only have been• a
disappointment and , a humiliation.
The picture was hers—of that he had
no doubt! Even then he was not sure
that Monty was her father. In any
case she would never know. He re-
cognized no obligation on his part to
broach the subject. The man had
done his best to cut himself altogether
adrift from his former life. His reas-
ons doubtless had been sufficient. It
was not necessary to pry into them—
it might even be unkindness. The
picture, which no man, save himself
had ever seen,, was the only possible
link between the past and the pre -
Fren mmander
At the Dardanelles
GENERAL BAlLLOU'D.
Was the General leeond in command'
of the french Expeditionary Army
sent to the Dardanelles under Gen.
Gouraud. On that ai'fcer Wing
wounded he succeeded to the
command. Within three months,
three Pretzel) officers Imre held
the command as colleague to Ric I
Tan llami!ton. The two '0. inti
wererrattd,; lnt.ert, d' zadc arr;l Geu.
Go
A Delightful Carden
Freshness -m -0—w, -
characterizes the Flavor of
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QualityUnchallenged g d €or Twenty, th>Iree Y'ea>rs•
to solid food almost the moment it
enters the pig's stomach and is, there-
fore, not a .substitute for water, It
costs nothingto soak hard grain in
warm water, and when fed topigs.
its digestibility is increased.
There are scores of theories about
watering animals, but our experience
is that the best judge of the matter is
the animal itself. If it can always^
reach water when it needs it, it will
take care of its own wants.
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A STOREHOUSE OF WORK:
Tremendous Labors of Sir James Mur-
ray on New English Dictionary.
Sir James A. H. Murray may be
said to have reared his own monument
in that :prodigious achievement of the•
lexicographer's art, the New English
Dictionary, the last volume of which
was almost ready to go to the -press
when he died. A task of vaster scope
in all the long history of the cult of
words was surely never undertaken,
says The Boston Herald. Here was a
richly endowed scholar who gave 36
years of his life to the search for
spellings, meanings, derivations and
pronunciations that ran back to the
beginnings of English literature. He
lad his volunteer assistants in every
Anglo-Saxon country—several thou-
sands of them—and 5,000 authors of
all periods were consulted to supply
rim with material. At the time his
work had to be left for completion to
others the stock of quotations accu-
mulated numbered 6,000,000, all writ-
ten on slips of paper that turned the
scale at six tons. And out of this in-
dustry and this scholarship comes a
dictionary of about 300,000 words.
How much of it will fitinto every-
day use? A good many of _ the 300,-
000
00;000 are long obsolete; even of those
still in good standing how many do
we really need? Shakespeare cap-
tured his world audience with about
15,000, and Milton wrote himself into
fame with 8,000. It is estimated that
the average literary man of to -day
uses 4,000, and the "man in the
street" not over 2,000. The English
country yokels of "slow, bovine gaze"
whom George' Eliot describes- have
probably 300 to their credit; the pea-
sants in certain sections of continen-
tal Europe are known to live the bu-
colic life on a vocabulary of about
100 words by actual count.
And yet the people who will nibble
thus sparingly at Sir James Murray's
great encyclopedia of our language
are the very people who dictate dic-
tionaries and supersede them by
usage even while they are in the mak-
ing. It is they who have rendered
possible this priceless record of our
Anglo-Saxon tongue; it is they, too,
who in the years to come will call for
fresh surveysof our everliving and
everchanging speech. We shall need
a New English Dictionary long be-
fore Americans have begun to spell
phonetically and dub themselves
"Usonians."
The word "brat," now a term of
contempt, was once an ordinary ex-
pression for a smallchild.
110
FROM
SUNSET
COAST
WHAT THE WESTERN PEOPLE
ARE DOING.
Progress of the Great West Told
In a Few Pointed
Paragraphs.
Penticton apricot season ran to
7,000 crates shipped.
Prospects are good for a fair honey
crop in British Columbia.
A big run of red fish is looked for
on the Kaslo streams this season.
Lumbermen at Cranbrook decided to
put up the price a dollar a thousand.
Over a thousand enemy aliens are
interned in six camps in British Col-
umbia.
The high-water attendance at the
public schools of Vancouver in June
was 4,819.
South Vancouver wants only mar-
ried residents employed on its new
sewer work.
The canning factory at Brilliant
put up two -tons of fruit daily at its
topmost time.
North Vancouver civic ferry for the
first six months of this year showed
a deficit of over $8,000.
The casaba, a cross between the
watermelon and muskmelon, has be-
come popular in Vancouver.
Kamloops has rejected volunteers
for war service wearing badges to
show they offered their services.
New Westminster decided it could
not afford to send its fire chief to the
Ottawa convention this year.
For - striking an interned alien a
military guard at Fernie was fined $10
and dismissed from the ranks.
After cutting Vancouver civic esti-
mates over $250,000, a new cut must
be made if the tax rate is kept at 22
mills.
Prohibition is looming larger in the
mind of British Columbia now that
sister provinces have legalized liquor
reform.
New Westminster bakers were sur-
prised to besummoned for .selling
loaves of bread less than a pound in
weight.
Premier McBride sent Col. Theodore
Roosevelt a souvenir view book of
British Columbia to recall his recent
visit.
Otto Becker sold his coffee factory
in New Westminster and was getting
out of the country when caught as a
spy and interned.
Some of the interned aliens at
Brandon, Man., are now at a camp in
Revelstoke Park, where views are said
to be delightful.
New Westminster Council, after
much trouble, got a local engineering
g
plant ready for munition orders for
the war and never secured one.
A man who refused his name, after
doing two years for theft at New
Westminster, got $500 cash back from
the police; it was do him at the ar-
rest.
The current of the River Amazon
is felt 150 miles out at sea.
is the Sugar
for Jams and Jellies.
When you pay for good fruit, and spend a lot of bme over
it, you naturally want to be sure that your jellies and
preserves will turn out just right. You can be, if you use
Sugar.
Absolutely pure, and always the same, REDPATH Sugar
has for sixty years proved most dependable for preserving,
canning and jelly -making.
It is Just as easy to get the best—and
well worth while. So tell your grocer
it must be REDPATH Sugar, in one
of the packages originated for
REDPATH--
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EDPATH-2 and 511,. Sealed Cartons.
10, 20, 50 and 100 Ib. Cloth Bags.
"Let <'
142 Sweeten It"
CANADA SUGAR REFINING
CO., LIMITED, MONTREAL.
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What to Wear and How To Wear It.
The war is furnishing many nevi
color terms. «Bleu de drapeau" or
flag blue is the brilliant blue of the
French tri -color. It is a trying color) .
but sometimes a woman can 'wear it, .,
and when she can it is very stunning.
Grays are named for big guns or .
ammunitions. There are tire'"amitrail. w
lease," the '"'75"'and the "O'bus." Lau-
rel green, the syrnbol of victory, Is
called Italian green, though it is many
tones darker than: the green of the
Italian flag.
Bead workers are going to have.
their hands full this coming seasoia ?,'
-their hands full of beads and thejrle
pockets full of money. Combinations'
of colors, a distinctive feature of AO'
coining styles, are most effective in
bead work. One single little narrow
hat band shows the clever use of six
colors. Bands, buckles and ball -like • .
ornaments in beadwork are on `the
best imported millinery. Steel bead-
ing
eading is in special good favor with the
ruling spirits of fashion,
One year ago the French women
adopted the braided coats and small`
hats suggestive ` of military life,, but
now they have returned to more fem.
Mine .attire, and 'are keeping : strictly,
to plain modes and rather sombre col»
ors. The English girls, however, are.
going in for clothes so suggestive of
belligerency that some of the gar-
ments are extreme beyond the point
of good sense;
If you are an individual :of middle
age you will remember the arrival of.
the shirt waist which put in an ap-
pearance about twenty years ago.
There was a terrible howl, as there
is about everything new. The lemon-
ated critics said it would rob women
of their charm and that they would
become mannish and impossible. Be-
hold, the shirt waist is still with us-
and, behold! how charming we remain.
The wise woman wears a little fancy
wash chemisette with her taffeta
frocks. Her attire is always fresh and
fine; furthermore, the chemisette pro-
tects the gown from soil and wear and
tear about the neck.
Picot edging and hem-stitchingsim-
ply will not downand they are used
particularly lavishly on chemisettes
and "dickies" of the stiff white or-
gandy that works up so well for high -
standing, wing -cut collars. White
linen is a bit heavy, but is used, espe-
cially for the low round Puritan neck
fixings. Some of the vestees are made
of cluny lace, while insets, fine tucks,
hand embroidery and beading of white
crystals all appear.
Some of the unique neckwear is
made up of striped voile in colors, the
stripes going ziggy and straight, bias
or round and round, the possibilities
for the unusual designs being beyond •`
the counting. Pearl buttons' finish up
little spaces, but, as a general rule,
the buttons are fabric -covered.
THE BIG BY-PRODUCT LEAK.
According to recent statistics there
are in Canada, in round numbers,
3,000,000. horses, 6,000,000 cattle,
3,500,000 hogs, and 2,000,000 sheep.
Experiments indicate that the approx.
imate value of the fertilizing consti-
tuents of the manure, both solid and
liquid, produced by each horse would
he $27, by each head of cattle $20, by
each hog $8, and by each sheep $2.
This would make the total value of
the manure produced in one year by
the different classes of farm animals
in Canada amount to $233,000,000.
The importance of this by-product of
the farm may be better realized if we
compare it with some of the other
principal products of the Canadian in-
dustries. The following table shows .
the value of some of the leading pro-
ducts:
Total wheat crop, 1914..
Total oats crop, 1914....
Total forest products,
1911
Total mineral products,
Farmyard manure (aver-
age five years)
$196,000,000
151,000,000
180,000,000
145,000,000
283,000,000
The figures given in the above table
are for the years in which the value
of each product mentioned reached
the highest point on record, while the
figures for the manure represent the
average annual production for the
past five years.
Easier to Spell. .
Young Arthur, the pride of the
family, had been attending school all
of six weeks, and his t t voted parent
thought it wa. s high tithe he should
and out how things were running: So
he asked one afternoon:
"And what did my little son learn
about this morning?"
"Oh, a mouse,. Miss Wilcox told
us all about mouses,"
"That's the boy! Now, how do you
spell mouse?"
It was then Arthur gave promise
of being an artful dodger. He paused
meditatively for a moment, then said:
"Father, I guess I was wrong. It
wasn't a mouse teacher was telling us
about, It was a rat."
,Strictly speaking, the word
"Yankee" only applied to residents in
the New England States of .America,
It is derived from a currupt prowl*,
dation of the ward "English" by Inc
diens,