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Be n0'1.1'011 see the name Je'ge,:s on the wrapper and on the cake itself. ave you tried it? —the soap with the red fragrance of violets If not, you do not know how delightful a soap can be. You hold it to the light: it is crystal clear, a pure, translucent green ---tic shade of fresh violet leaves. You smell it: it has the fragrant odor of freshly cut violets, just enough to make it delightfully refreshing. There are many ether reasons wily you will like this soap; its instant lather—soft, fine and plentiful, even in the hardest water; the glycerine is it, the finest skin food there is. t VIOLET T Glycerine Soap Write for sample cake today Ask your druggist first. If he hasn't it, send a 2e stamp for sample cake to the Andrew Jergens Co., Ltd., 6 Sherbrooke Street, Perth, Ontario. For sale by Canadian druggists front coast to coast including Newfoundland 10e a cake. 3 for 25c. Get a quarter's worth The ding Eve ; Or, Married to a Fairy. CAAPTI:P. V.—(Continued). "iraveh't you any settled home?" I asked. CAN THEIR CLOTHES WITII Tho Dye that colors ANY MUD of Cloth Per ectly, with the SAME !DYE. kChance Mistaken. Clout 1foroolAvr Druggist l Send i The Johnson -Richardson Co.Limited, Montreal tr nl AKAR Choose which Grain you like best for your white' Sugar and buySt. Lawrence 5 l Po'erVorisUninitiate white,hi ortitna6ais =ire& iYs nted`nt111 or tears-. Bach the choicest sugar. Arlt your Grocer, 1.11.%13123DIStifit.11 kGpiftt tl 3, t hien wttittet to fret rid of as, and wouldn't have it mended, Bessie wus fund of fa- ther, and wouldn't worry hint, tate said, though he't7.000t hate soon bow thin she got and 51g• her erect Mum to look. Peo- ple gate her more money I t first when they hoard her cough, but coughing took 11 Way het• tutee t i brat, u.nct tion tether had to go out (brie, tint t14111.1 untie nettrty us ntnelt 1110I00•, Sic 00441 me to her one >Ilght •1_ remember it se well—and 1013 toe to be a good girl. and to try toy 1,,M. to talie care of lather, an.l acv r to forget her and to o i hoc 11 1 WON et et t t>I>G,4 to do anything wrung. And w 511.. J Wan listening and erring. and not understanding her, she stopped talking, end her hands grew cold, turd knew she was "Jt till F0001 so strange 10 have her there, and to call her mei never get -tu> answer. She'd utways been so hind to me, and so rainy it> kiss and pat ate, It seemed artfulto have IIT, lying so still and roll ued meter tatting notice of inc, Pathe went on dreuditl at first when 1 told hint Bessie was dead. Me raved and stamped and noted turd hunted n lot of Shakespeare. are. Then he went out, and didn't tome back for hours. lie hod been drinking' all the thee and had spent all. our ntonet After Bessie was buried Itt that horrid cemetery, we left Loudon, and then father found out i could dunce, and was r'.lways making mo practise. I had to maim up to hint for his lost ones, be said. You see, mother used to -give lesson:: in French rind tousle, and do needlework 101• the shops. She is buried in ltyc--father's cousin lent the, money! for thea --hut I want to be burled hero, high up and quiet, where I can hear the "'I've than once risotto spoke tears had' started to my eyes, The sordid, pitiful, detains of that sad childhood, the picture her simple words conjured tip of the lovely, blue-eyed •eyed child, watching through the long hears in those dreary lodglltg0 by the dead body of her Meter, mid of, the drooping roses she had begged from a flower -girl to place upon 1 essie's grave ---all these things affected inc as no tale of sorrow had ever done before. A passionate longing filled me to serve this fragile, 'dines hw protect her front the 'dangers off her wondering We. and the callous cruelty and greed of her utlworthy father. But how could a than of my age interfere in the affairs, of a lovely waif and stray many years Itis iunlortl I could do Nothing. I could net even lthtt to her of the strength of chivalrous love and pity with which she inspired ate; and et•tn while 1 was seek-' ing for renis in whtitt to express the depth of my sympathy. her mood chaltC- edt and she was laughing gaily. '11Irs, Noires wus so shocked and angry when she hoard 1'd had tea with you. Site said you'd complained to her. but I knew that wasn't true, and I told her. 00." - - 'Or course it wasn't true, Lilkth." "of course not. Then she sold X ought to be ashamed of myself, and X was too old to be bothering gentlemen to take notice of me. "Ifow old are you?" "Sixteen next month. iTow• old aret you. kir. 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The spot was absolutely tlesorted but for 0m' three selves, and In the vivid moonlight the intense stillness seethed ghostly and unnatural. 7411th wan clone behind Inc. and X felt her tremble as Saxon ' made another lunge lit her ftireetiott with bis hcavY 0,511011 stick, Poviirsps it would Itat•e boon better had she gone to hint quietly at once, for her hesitation seemed to work - him into a fury, Roughly thrusting me on one side, he child toward shim, shook' her dragging theY f1 ni side to side, A low any or pain rind fear broke from her lips, followed by the thud of a heavy blow front hits rleached lint upon her shoulder. At the u'lioltomrihn myself upon b brute, IcompelledR to loose bis hold on her, sobbing with .terror, 7,11111t rent nil a few steps ahead, and old Saxon turner to vett 1,1,1 fury upon 100. With a volley of oaths he sprang to- ward me, brandishing his stick above his head. 1 was young and active and ean- 'ly dodged the heavy blow he directed at my shin, Missing 100, be lost his balance, lurched forward, staggered, and 060 .trapping against the stones by the way- tdtle roll heavily, taco downward 0t1 the ground, Por 11 few seconds I walled for hitt to rise and renew the attack; but, dialing that he did not move, 1 wont to Ills as- sistance, and with some diffloulty rained hint from the ground, Blood Was flowing freely from 0 gaping wound In the tem- ples, made by contact with a sharp flint Just where his head had strucks it. His eyes were open, and hits distorted, p'trpie face still wore rho look of rage 1 had last seen there. But he offered no resistance to my touch, and lay like a log in my' arms as 1 knelt by his side. (To be continued,) never met anybody so easy to 1a111 to as' you. loos everybody you meet want to tell you everything, I wonder?" 'Not that I know or. Lill t1, the -'cars you ore sitting on is damp, and it is quite time you went to bed. Tow• father will certainly be angry if he Conies to the inn and finds you etre cut." ' That's true. I suppose I had better go in," she said, rising to her fest. "Oh, I've been sitting on it grave all thltt 1.1 111,1 1 visit I had known: I wouldn't have done 1t. laItunlucky?" "You superstitions child! It will be retry unlucky 10 you take a chill 11001 the damp grass." 7 hate weaving here. 7t grows calmer and prettier every nuuneut now the wind is going down again. You will see me to the inn, won't you? To -morrow we may be on the tramp again, and you arc so hind, and .t like you so much f can't bear to think of saying good -1,y to ,you." I shall see you in the morning before you leave, Conte, Liitthl The dew is falling heavily and the mists are rising. over the marsh. Comer' .. She was lingering in the thurehyord. but when T stretched out nit hand Che at once slipped hers into it a very small, yety thin hand, the shin rather rough from constant exposure, but a dear little hand for all that, 1 clasped my lingers over It, and 104 her into the highroad, between fields of barley, that led to the inn. :\s we twined a corner, walking thus hand in hand, and talking like old friends, a long. dark ehadoW fell across our path. Linth trembled and hung back, half hiding herself behind me. "At last I've found your" a thick voice exclaimed, as the shambling figure or at tell, broadly build man in shabby, wea- ther -stained clothes, blue-eyad. gray - boarded, and clearly the Worse for drink, lurched into full view in the moonlight. I did not need Lflitli s frightened wills - per, for I bad already divined that this jred-faced, stumbibur, angry personage who advanced to meet us, stuttering strange oaths and brandishing n heavy oaken stick, was her father, Horatio Saxon,, CHAPTER Vh Tit Horatio Saxon's manner, accentuat- ed by ilia half-hubriated condition, was a very evident trace of the footlights, a melodramatic over -emphasis, which, as I afterward learned, had grown to char- acterize the man's tones and gestures in every situation in lire, At the sante time it was clear that he was extremely angry. and the sudden snatch he made at his daughter's arm would have hurt her had 1 not interpos- ed to word oft his rough grasp. Then he turned upon me in genuine fury. but still tinged with theatrical ex- akI;n. aer"ndtiotvho aro you, pray, that you should interfere between father and child? Sante London cad, fresh from his shop, coning here in his best clothes and palming himself off its a gentleman flow dare you speak to that young lady? Do you knots that Lunt her father? And you, you sly, -lazy, undutiful minx, what do you mean by such forward, immodest eulviuct? Leave that fellow at once and conte to me as 7 hid you," Ile lurched and swayed in ills walk, so that every moment I feared lost he might overbalance and fall over the beeti> of loose stones bordering the road- Se TRADE MARK REGIa'rEAF.O 1esth "rg tilers A mother thinks carefully when choose ing an ointment for her baby's tender skin. It must be pure through and through—roust contain nothing that can possibly harm. This is what makes "Vaseline' such a great blessing to mothers. It is pure—absolutely pure—the best and safest ointment for the skin from earliest infancy. "Vaseline" is a great cleanser. It works into the pores and takes away all dirt and impunties with it. It keeps the skin fresh, dear and soft, as Nature made it. There are several different preparations of "Vaseline," put up in collaps- ible tin tubes which insure untainted purity. Ou, free "Ve,,iine" Booklet tell, all about them sod gives may alter useful hotutl,old hints. Writefar our <oeu fudsy. C5'I SEBROUGH MFC. CO. IS£o0 Chabot Ave. (Consolidated) Montreal o�-ewn 101411-LG:x"M+.;..�* ,0 Little Miss Muffet, sat or a tuff et, Eating her Syrup and Bread, A spider, who spied her, sat down beside her —And to Miss Muffet he said: if that is the best, that lieots all the rest, The name of the Syrup is easily guessed. ��Aill was .. ,5711 a , 1101 Til 11111 i# Irini6nmm1m11 t 41'. :',moi. N9ry" .f>' ' _ tt M t0 d' •'-1'rw"tti 04 tt0 Z t '+ •- akms' " fr • -fir•- Liilnt shook her head. "Not what you would call a settled home," she said. "There's a shop in Rye Inept by a cousin of father's, where we go and stay sometimes when father has put by a ptttntd or two, but that doesn't happen often, blyl doesn't the moan look lovely shimmering over the sea? And the marsh looks so peaceful end quiet all stretched nut with just a little speck or light from the alehouses Here and there. 1 wish we were nn the sands. walling there at night is just. bertutlful when they are firm and crisp es the sea has left them. 1'v0 run along them in my barn feet by the hour at night sometimes, when we'r'e been very badly off and haven't known where to go, and father's been cross because I enjoyed it so. I've screamed with de- light sometimes to feel the coal Waves crawling round my feet in the moon- light, while he's been swearing because the public houses were closed, /Inti t1e night wind wilt his pipe out: I've said then 1 shuntdn't like to be it roan, al- ways thirsty and wanting pipes or. bee'. It refine so nateh ahetlper end simpler to be tt girl," She had seated herself on It mound of turf not for from whore 1 sat,' The un- conventionality of Mr proceeding did not seem to trouble her for a moment, and, indeed, what could social 1,11•,1 mean to this light-hearted little wayside wild- flower? I had not the heart to explant t11em 10 her. In any rase, and together wo listened for some seconds in siletee to the wind rustling through the fringe of pine -trees that bordered the church- yard, and statxd in silence across the tnnrshes to the moon -flooded sen. At last 1...1 lint dray a long, sighing breath, "When r die," she said, '•1 want to Tao here. J to seen graveyards in tnitmn— d readful places, all railings, and boards. saying you l001It t pick the flouters, and all then nut think how qule sly ono could vin,1i here, with only the sheep -belle 01• the tr1111 101,-1,tiIR 10 bothev one, and long, long grossto keep one warm 1,1 winter, and cool in summer. 1 hail a little sis- ter older tleul tar She died three years it1I'..S"s 'h 0' pd 113.1, 1 :;sled 11pr i L� ntup,ei'rA grttla in A i4ttisn cfnielery.. b'roni a flower -girl I begged some roses that wore it bit faded, and put them, in an old jam -pot I got Off Ow' landlady, on the earth over my sister's head, I Woqn - aoWouts11ekloyd eaAIeifCgf ob ount ELS r t e gutting it hitt mother,a 1 as a ' l.r� rev 1f a a0h 1 a. ti to Manion during the del, 111011 111(01 ios Servants who wonted to go on the stage -tend ltessic and he used to go out together at night A17d play and sing In the streets When it was unite dark. , She used tb sing beautiful, high rout 010001 like a bird, lint one winter she got a congh, and in the spring she couldn't shake 1t off. The root in..thh rood r,,Itero 1•': N10'01'151 t110rain ilii we. ewes 111, landlady sornnthlnif, and she "Little niLsa MufFet" x11 lliJ �yy�fii%%' Wise parents are strong friends of Crown Branch Syrup because it encourages children to eat plain foods that aro best for them. 'A delicious layer of Crown Brand Syrup spread on the top makes bread a treat to children, It is pure food that costs very little. If Use Crown Brand Syrup to sweeten and flavor Cakes, Puddings and Pastry. It will snake ever so many delicious kinds of candy. t.' Send for our Free Recipe Book that tells of so many dainty dishes that can be made from Crown Brand Syrup, Address Montreal Office, The •Canada, Starch Co. Limited Manufacturers of The Edwardsburg Brands 2 co ' MtSNT12LAL CARDINAL ToiTORONTOBIzAN'rrbltD VANCOUVER CROWN BRAND CARAMELS 2 cups of Gown Brand fvrt,. 5 2 cups of Granulated Sugar. 2 cups of Rich Cream, 1 cup of Bnttcr. Onc-half pound of Chopped' Nuts. 1 Teaspoonful Vanilla Extract.. Put syrup, sugar, butter, and one clip of the cream over the lira. Stir and boil vigourously a few minutes. Now stir In slowly the other cup of cream that boiling may Continuyt all the wi>ile. Continuo coblung until a firm ball form when tried lu cold Water. Add Vanilla and nuts. Turn Into two small buttered bread pang. When It becomes almost cold, "turn out on board and cut in cubes, and wrap each ae ar tat i n wax n a0r, lboot 1 hour lathe ,imorequired for tc sic 1>61ling over a husk tke, sometimes im e ss, 1 11111 f1CII 17110 ii111J1 111 •a'f t�ft lttl M iaii 11 - ... i.. IN IOW Al '. 111 11 f , on tdiiIlntis lIHii N i - ' til THOSE LONG LENTEN DAYS -- TELLING OF THE SIja] ON O11 SELF-DENIAL. Some Quaint Interpretaiions of Lenten Duties Among. Mural Parishes. In many en out -of -the -world sit, large, where things, under ''t'lnri1 parson" have been very, very quiet for Half 11 century or more, there OOnws a new parson, with a 11011 broom,. wllieh., possibly, he • intls wield L',o vigorously, says Leudr,1 Antes,^1's. When Lent loons near IIc---dt:al. ing tritll his own flock, of course -- will talk and preach enthttsia.sticaJ- ly about Lent and its duties, anti it's not unlikely hL'li get some sort of a response, even if it isn't exa':1.1y what he intended or expected. One at 11 Time. I had preached about Lent. self- denial, fasting, giving up tl.ags, and so on. Mast particularly 1 had emphasized the point that Lent as the time of all times to learn to say "No 1" In the weak I met 1111 old ,r -rallied }11 jokingly Il c, and 'okn y villager, to what lie was going to 5110 1111:11; "What be 1 going to give 3 I be goilt' to give up vonilin' to church till yuu'm come more sensible - like :" - I overtook a ploughman home- ward plodding his weary way, and observed that 11e warm smoking. 'Given up your pipe for Lent, George 1" l inquired. "No-u-o:"—with surprised indig- nation. "Clot no 'bacey, parson I l.xense me making NO boil, but I suppose--" And he waited sug- gCItielt'eiy. :cl ileo proper and expected thing, and produced my pouch, "You bain't, knocked it .tit nei- ther, 1 •sec," be said, as 11e tilted up. "One pipe a clay. George t hat's all now'," I replied. with truth. "That's all fight, pers'd1. I sha'n't tell no one," he said. with a ineaning wink. "One at n tiute- 011 1" Arising out of the Lenten virtue of learning to 1181' "No," 1 had a 'queer experience. The ellilrti, in winter was fearfully Bold The stove WAS ancient, 411101 worn ut. It fell to any lot to din lite begging for a new one. I (lit 1.0111e di:mail.>110, and then tackled n, retired carrier, who as reputed to be well-off, but "close.w'' )Ioney Pias 141toclts. lie listened. Then his eye; twink- led, and his face creased .with a happy - smile. "I'ma denyingof myself that lux- ury, parson," he said. "It's a ease of 'ATo,' being what you call 1 ent• " I was not amused at this twist of my •sermon, and explained farther. "Ah," he raid, "I see : When you want ttonlething, Leat or uu Lent, this `.No' business what, you print -cit- ed ahead; ain't expectc<l to work— ed? That was a very good ser- mon," he grinned, "and 'No's' the word 1" That sort of logic always 'cares mo speechless, and I passed on. An eccentric old lady, well-to•da, and who, I feta, diel not lilte ate as I deserved (1), 1 also approached for a donation. \Tsa I "hopsclo,"she she diidct net really mean it. "No 1" she reiterated. I made a last appeal. "I have learnt to say `NO,' s1, she said. "Itis one of our many Lenten tasks She mimicked me to perfection, and if I had any doubt as to whe-• ther she jilted me or not, it went. So d I gotfcl 11 the money i11 the end, but Plus a few more "knocks." Stoking the Stove. "You cut ib short in the puplit, parson, and we'll keep warm enough," was one of the ungracious retorts with which I met. A friend of the eccentric old lady —influenced, I feat'—neatly declin- ed to give. "Oh', no thank y0t.'1' I never feel the -cold. There are other things I feel far more 1" I was wise enough not to inquire. I -was a new broon, yon see 1 begged' 1180, and hoped that the "Lenten Box" I placed in the church for the new heating stove would bring in the balance. At the cud of Legit it contained four pieces of coal, some bits of coke, a threepenny -bit, a hall -pen- ny, and seven pennies. Why coal and coke? Well, you see, being young and ine'rperioneed,• 1 labelled the box, "FOR THE NEW STOVE." Stoves burn coal and coke,-- and there are wags even in a oountry village 1 Willie 'Brants to Know. "Pa, how c,:Z. gyms kick when they have no legal "Don't ask absurd questions." "Guns haven't any legs have they, pa?" "Cert airily not," "Well, then, what's the use of their having breeches?''