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PART III.
"At Jee Station there's a telephone,
and you canget word to your partY
at Round Island. Then somebody can
drive you out to the railroad, and you
bit can get back to your camp. Will you
e0a,-1be ready to start early to -morrow?
I'm figuringyou to make it by sun -
•:,m• ,down easil."
ec
ti Shesat silently studying the rnag
e t,e. when he had finished speaking, and.
as€s : then made him go over the, directions.
tyflt s again, while she penciled them along
sfi the margin. He showed her how to
ai use the compass, how to set the map
on the thwart in front of her, how to
,our , fix a land mark on the shore ahead
when she had laid her course, and
-4 keep the canoe pointed steadily to
•a L?aO ward it
4• +cj1-4 "It's the only way, isn't it?" she
bx•-hominented, "I see it now."
rr :.a "You'll enjoy the trip," said Lloyd.
"Honestly, You'll feel so free and in-
dependent and self-reliant. There's
nothing like it."
And he fell to talking of the woods
arlib Band the summers he had spent- pad -
bite . dling through the still places of the
• ej eeforest. The girl- presently divined his
1,3z1,apurpose and now and then she smiled,
,r aintly and seriously. He was putting
'
'161' .heart in her; explaining by simple
1tories the ease and safety of travel
�zl^, rn the wilderness; giving her some of
*•1 .L Itis own faith and courage. The little
ness of her own view faded, and as he
to zwtalked she began tosense something
what even a summer in camp had been
ee,a/feunable to make her feel.
1 „,00, "You love the woods, don't you?"
she ventured.
"I suppose I do; I guess it must be
•'iii `'^that. Somehow I drift back every
{= *q asebmmer. I've been doing it ever since
,=5•sa 1:was a kid."
o r, rye "And do you come like this -;;,-alone':"
aryorrt, e"Oh, no; only once before. I planned
• this trip with myside partner, but, as.
� I .said, he was caled hoe. SI came'
iI � head. I've just been loafing along. I
as out three days when this happen-
ed. I was expecting to follow this
*-"eiiain up to White River, and then
- I < a:aleap back by way of the Sister Lakes.
2 ; lou never got over there, ,I guess?
acre YXou must, some time; they're wonder-.
, }t W3"
erre -e.,"You said you were lost once; tell
ails oe about it," she said.
The firelighji warmed his pale fea-
r! 'tures as Lloyd plunged into a story
boyhood foolishness. He tried to
,Ide-'0!"-tinake-it funny, but her hand stole un-
r '.consciously into his as the simple,
-,:aeielviyid tale went on, and at its close
», ,lies- fingers were gripping his tightly.1
yo , a9FJt's imagination that bothers us,"
,, h1 e� pias saying. "We don't train it to
• ;;,lp us; we imagine the wrong things.
'r'ras bothered with it yesterday and
the day before, although I knew it was
"But suppose I hadn't come?" she
said softly, staring into the flames.
Fell,: of course I figured some on
that. But somebody was pretty sure
to be coming through, although if's
getting late for campers. Probably a
ranger or guide would have found me
I'm pretty well fix -
have got out myself
for those two port
guide who paddled;
after his leg was'
sooner or later..
ed for grub. I'd
if ig hadn't been
aged, I knew a
op e'fifty miles
broken, and shot three rapids in the,
bargain, But they'd have been looking
for me in a couple of weeks, aariyhow.
My clothes are at Joe Station, and I
had to go out that way."
He smoked awhile in silence, and
then added, as if his thought had been
uninterrupted: "But .I in mighty gird
you , came, girl."
"You found me," she said simply.
"I should have died,"
"Well, you were badly fixed," he
answered thoughtfully. "You had no
outfit at all, no grub."
"It wasn't altogether that. I'm so
incapable."
"You'll forget that word to -mor-
row," said Lloyd, , "And that reminds
me that you need sleep—a good sleep.
Crawl into the tent, for I shall get
you out early, I promise you."
The girl demurred, but Lloyd shook
his head.
"The tent for you," he said, "Pal be
right here alongside of it. Besides, I
don't want to move unless I have to.
I'll be plenty warm. You're dog-tired,
Margaret. Turn in."
She brought fresh water to him,
wet the bandages, and made him
promise to summon, her if ,he needed
anything. A few minutes she called
softly'from the tent:
`Billy!"
oyes e
"I'm going to learn to be brave in
the woods."
"Good night, little girl," he answer-
ed. "And thank you."
"Good night, Billy."
He slept- after a while, and the fire
died down to glowing coals. It was
daylight when Lloyd glanced at his
watch. He hated to wake her, but she
had much ahead of her before sun-
down, and time counted. Three times
he called before she answered.
"Did you sleep at all?" she asked
anxiously, kneeling at his side and
touching his forehead softly to see if
the fever had left him.
"Actually, I slept well," he answer-
ed. "And I know you did."
She Iaughed and ran briskly down
to the lake, filling the big pail and
bringing fresh water to him. Then,
without a word, she gathered sticks
and leaves, started a fire, and began
to get breakfast. His eyes watched
her approvingly.
"You'll be a guide some day," he
laughed. "You're picking up fast."
That pleased her --she smiled bright-
ly at him as she looked up' from her
task. "The city isn't everything," she
answered. "I used to think so."
"Well, you see you've been caught
young enough. You're saved," he said.
But they fell silent during the meal,
as if each read the other's thoughts.
Lloyd hated to send the girl, but there
was no other way; it seemed brutal
to Ieave a helpless man, yet she knew
that he was right.
He made her repeat her directions,
and she went over them without a
slip. Then he had her prepare two
meals for herself to be taken in the
canoe. She filled the water pails and
set them beside him, gave him new
bandages for his Ieg, and then, at his
direction, dragged all of the camp be-
longings within .his reach. When there
was nothing more to do, she still lin-
gered.
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said- protestingly, as he groped for her
hand and found it.
"Why? l4'cause I chose t4 "
"But I thouglit---I te�,d you—"
to sal. ` ',a "Billy, be qquiet! We're t9 start
hook at:4Jaylig�ht, There'll be a doe-
ea)
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"lout -you shouldn't have come, child,
l~t was too much.'' ,
She leaned closer to him and. stroke
ed his foreheaa . "Hush! Did you
think that 1 wouldn't see you through?
Why, Billy?"
(The End.)"
SELECT STYLES.
By Florence Bayne Smith.
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White teeth.
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for et the station,"
"Time to start, Margaret," he a
monished. "Now, listen; don't padd
too hard. Take it easy, because you'
got quite a road. Keep your eye o
the map; remember that you're mo
ing south all the time. Don't get ra
tied. It's a straight course, but if yo
should get puzzled at any -time, st
right where you are and think it ove
slowly. You'll be at Joe Station b
fore dark; don't fret about that."
"It isn't about me I'm fretting," 'sh
said slowly. "It's you."
"Oh, I'm fine," he said, smiling,
"Why, Jim lefcLean is likely' to find
me turning handsprings when he gets
here. The rnen'll come through to-
night. They won't lose any time. And
if you're lucky about trains, you'll be
back in your own camp to -night. Now
go, sister."
She held both his hands for a min-
ute and tried to force back the tears
that threatened.
"I won't be afraid, Billy," she said.
"I'll get through before dark. And I'll
remember you saved me—always, and
that you taught me something. Good-
bye."
"Good-bye, Margaret."
He watched her wistfully as she
pushed the canoe into the water.
"Take both paddles," he called.
'And put a stone in the bow. Other-
wise she'll be too high in thehead,
and the breeze will spin you around
like a top. Got everything now?
Compass? Map? Lunch?"
She took. a last look around and
nodded. Then, as she leaned over to
push off, she hesitated, turned, and
vaiked back to where he lay. ; With-
out a word -she dropped to her knees,
bent forward, and kissed him on the
lips.- Then she left him.
Lloyd lay alone with his pain: Once
or twice he ate a little, but his appe-
tite seemed to have deserted ' him
again. It was a friendly day, yet th
woods seemed strangely lonely. Tha
was a new sensation to a.
and h
futilely tried to analyze' t.- •-Pa'rtof
the day he worried' about her,'al
though he knew that was childish. *I
wasn't a hard` trip, yet she was sec
a pathetic tenderfoot. Game, though
he admitted ---after she ' began t
understand about things. "Poor kid!'
he said, aloud,'as'he thought of he
night alone in the'forest.'
When the sun had passed. the rid
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yirhen z y neighbor exclaimed with
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h which I keep in.. constant attendance
, `en my pantry shelf it -occurred to me
o that perhaps other housewives mil, .t
' not know the usefulness of these cans.
✓ This nest 'of'Cans consists of six
cans• of different sizes, one fitting in-
s. side the other and forming a nest of
I -cans just as you -have a nest of bowls.
• These cans . originaIIy held baking
powder and spices.
The uses, to which these cans may
be put are legion.
First, punch holes in the top, or
' 'rather the' bottom' of the can to allow
'the air to �'go through. They may be
used for all kinds of cooky -and biscuit
cutting, the largest 'size being just
a right for individual shortcakes -arid
the smallest one the very size for the
afternoon tea or reception biscuit or
fancy . cdoky.
• '`"The medium size, gives excellent re -
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chopping knife for chopping vege-
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entire' bottom out of this can with a
can opener. Then. I hammered the
rough edges down so that the whole
was perfectly smooth. This may also
be used for cutting the shortening
into the flour, the first step in making
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and similar mixtures.
If the whole bottom were not re-
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rapidly incorporated into the flour by
the use of this, bottomless can.
Another unique use for one of thesed•.—
cutters—any size preferreis in the
cutting of, round layer cakes' for serv-
ing, When cut in the usual wedge-
shaped pieces .:.the centre ,often
opposite his camp and- begun to sinl
among' the pines, he wondered• if she
was at Joe. Station.. Darkness cam
slowly, and Lloyd watched, the stars
appear. Now she.must be on her way
to the railroad, he thought, and the
men were coming far him. She would
probably be in her own camp by: mid -
n
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'THE hardest part of wash -day,
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loosens the dirt and a thorough
rinsing, leaves 'things white and
giasire�iing as -you never could get
before.
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Only spots where the dirt is ground -
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aid the like need a light• rubbing,'
and a little dry Rinso rubbed on
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And then in a flash he realized that
he did not even know' who she was 1
Just Margaret! Just a chance' com-
rade of the woods, stopping for
while by his camp -fire and, then jour-
neying onward. A farewenvvave of
the paddle and : she had \gone. He
understood at last why the woody
were lonesome.
Well, he, would sta.:a--a- ake until the
men came, any Yew. He smoked stead-
ily, ws ning the coal in his pipe glow
nritYiade. There was no fire to -night.
Finally he became drowsy. At last he
slept.
A light flashed in his eyes roused
him with a start.
"It's Jack Burns," called a familiar
Voice. "Are y'all right?"
"God bless her! She got through!"
exclaimed Lloyd. Then he fell back
with a groan, for he had forgotten the
leg.
"Got there before sundown. It's only
about ten now," said the guide, setting
down his lantern. "How's the leg?"
"Fine? You're not alone?"
"Jim'll be along in a minute or so.
They're in another canoe."
"They?"
"Sure! She's with him:"
Lloyd uttered an exclamation of
wonderment.
"Couldn't keep her back," added
Burns. "Never saw a girl so bent on
travelin',"
"Did she get word to her camp?"
"Not to -night. Phone's busted."
tra
"ip,"But• she could have caught a
"Yes. She could have—but she
wouldn't. She left a ,message to be
sent throughi from the station. Didn't
seem to care much when it went, out.
But she sure didhustle us."
"You shouldn't have let her come,"
said Lloyd weakly. "Why, Jack, she's
just been through an awful experi-
ence."
"That's funny, now. She never said
anything about that. Just said she'd
leave a message. I didn't know what
it was. She talks like she was clean
nutty aheut the woods. Never heaed
a girl ask so many gu'estions." '
They heard the grating of a canoe
against the chore, and the guide went
down with the lantern to meet it. -A
moment later Lloyd saw the tattered
skirt flash past thelight and she was
kneeling tat his side.
"All right?" she whispered.
"Ye:s; hutwhy did you tome?" ho
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HE KNOWS!
The Pere,ninfWho ks Always Right
Has Few Friends; They Fight.,
Shy of His Flow of
ormatton,
He looks at you ,with is' "elt, or
amusement, or pity; but- never with
respect, Yeu,are,:to him, an inferio
being , whose highest mist;ion is to
listen to him and to ,be instructed,'by:.
hits.
It never occurs to hint that he can
be in the wrong. Even if he aembraoes
one of your own ?dens heWIII'Speedily
clothe it with his own personality, and
pass 'it off as hie own.. He will even
believe that it is his own, for itis in-
conceivable to him that he can be.
taught.
He may be :a weld -dressed Young-
man: He may be a nian who cares
nothing for dress but rather glories
-fn his sensible disregard of the con-
ventions. He does not belong to any
'special class or creed, beyond the
single category of those who know
they are always right.
' If he'is ,a well-dressed young mean
he will insist that dress is important,
and will be sorry for those who see no
virtue in an immaculate tie. If he is
badly, dressed he will tell you that`it's
the man inside .the clothes who counts,
and, for 'the; sake of peace, do not con-
tradict him.
The Only Way.
If he is rich he will be ;delighted at
any time to point out the sane road
he has travelled towards his riches—
quite unaided, of course, by 'luck. If
he is poor he will declare' that money
is the root of all evil, and that he has
never tried to 'amass, any.
As a business man he will describe
his systems and processes, and pity
you if you place e.rt above, commerce.
As an artist he will inform you that
Turner could or could not paint, and
what you think will not matter in the
least.
And you, , if you are wise, will'' let
him run on and will not cross swords
with him, for there is no more thank-
less 'task ,than' that of attempting to
convert a man who is always right.
He cannot be converted. While you
are presenting your arguments he is
hardly listening to them, but is think-
ing of what he will say,as soon a -s you
stop. The only way to make a point
with him is to be rude. And a point
that is made in rudeness is not worth
making.
Then how will you deal with -him?
There is only one way—avoid him:
When,'the man who is always right
finds 'himself alone he begins to think..
It is; the one• construc;,fve punishment
he can receive. The punishment' of
having no audience.
"General Post."
Nowadays one hears a great deal
about the League of Nations and its
many defects. But. in postal matters
the world possesses a real'League, of
Nations, which is working without a
hitch.
This G.P.O. of the world is called
the Universal Postal Union, and it was
agreed to under the Convention of
Madrid, dated November 30th, 1920.
This . Convention superseded that con-
cluded at Ronie, in 1906.
The main idea of the U.P.U. is to
treat the different states ' as though
they were, for postal purposes, one
country. "The countries for -in a single
postal territory for the reciprocal ex'
change of correspondence between
their post offices." That is; the official
definition.
The result of this arrangement is,
of course greatly to simplify' the
world's postal affairs. Instead of hav-
ing a moss; of complicated accounts,
containing charges and counter-
charges, for services rendered between
the countries, the world becomes prac-
tically one single postal state.
This means that. the services ren-
dered by one country are automatical-
ly set off by similar postal services
rendered by the other countries, Each
country helps in the conveyance of
mail', and in return benefits; from the
conveyance of its own maids, under
the U. P. U. -
Certain transit and w, ehous.ing
charges are permitted bet•; een'the
countries concerned. Those are made
one the basis of the gold franc, and
postage rates are fixed according to
'the` relation • of the currency to,'the
gold franc.•
Two Claus;es from the Convention
will help to illustrate the methods
adopted in this international account-
ancy work.
"The general accounting' for these '
expenses is based on statements pre-
pared once in every three, years, . , .
"When the 'annual balance of the
accounts for' transit and warehousing
charges between two Administrations
does not exceed 1;004 franccs,, the
debtor Administration lei relieved of .
811 payment under this heading.".
Wild Strawberries. •
A part of sun -kissed flelds and frag-
rant winds
That stir the fairy taeoele ofthe
grass,
Of bending sky o'er which the light
clouds pass,
A.nd children's laughter in green
- :spaces beard. ,;;'.1•4
A rlweetriess ne'er forgot through
' crowding yeare,
A -luscious eritnson store of trea-
sure rare,
A feast, nay. rattier gay 'tis royal.
fare, ,
The memory fl11s my eyes Vith nu,dden
tears.
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