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The Brussels Post, 1917-1-18, Page 6With a rasping, whining snarl a bu let smashed= over the parapet, k' onto Private William Dinka had bee Incautious, From somewhere tw hundred yards away a German snip had caught a glimpse of a khaki cap I3i11 stooped to picked it up, grinnin with wide mouthed appreciation at the hole In it. "Guess I'll get a new cap from th blightin' quartermaster now!" he con tinned. "Fate's done me a goo turn;" The other man lovingly cuddling th stock of hie rifle peered through loophole, took steady aim, and press ed tho trigger, Having thus evened up things with the enemy over the way, he survey° his companion with an answerin grin, "You for luck, Bill. "If thafd bee me, Fritz would have spoiled me nap per se well as me 'at!" Bill puffed a cloud of blue smo fromhis pipe, and watched the ever lasting drizzle that Flanders some times adds to the discomforts of wai had known Jim Slater a matter four years—from the time they ha become neighbors "somewhere in Lon don." They had worked together, piayed together, and when the time same they had together left their wives and kiddies, joined the Army, and fought the Hun together. "I'm lucky! I own it freely," said Bill. "Reckon you don't grudge it me, do'y'?" Jim brought a grimy, hairy paw down with a smack on his friend's back. familiar objects se the train drew in London, It was sheer waste oP time to wa till the train came to a 'standstill Victoria., One could save some sec ends of precious leave by jumping ou as the platform became available, "What a surprise the old girl' Po save!" cried Bill, and, with rifle and n kit -bag; made 'straight for an eleetri o car. er So at 'last they reached Deptford - . ,Tlurriedly turning. into homer Road g , where their homes were situated, tin were attracted by the presence of silent, staring crowd. o "Say, Jim, 'ere's the Lord May - and AomY lderman to welcome us 'e d ! laughed 13111, Then suddenly a cold chill of apprehension gripped him e "That's my 'orae!" he said, in a t1 hoarse whisper. :Beneath the bronze and grime of the trenches his face had gone the color of paper. Kit and rifle smashed d with a thud in the roadway, and he g fiercely thrust his way through the crowd till he got a clear view of the n object of interest. A heap of ruins alone showed where once his little house had stood. As k e he stood stock still, dazed and broken, - he caught a phrase from one ofthe bystanders. r. "Zepps it was as done it!" of Private William Blnks bad faced d + death and agony in many forms. He was very much of a man, as those who had fought with him could testi- fy. But now for a second he had lost his nerve. Ills lips moved. "My Nell!" he moaned. "My poor little kiddies!" "No bodies have been found," vol- unteered one of the crowd- "The place was shattered to pieces." His friend touched his arm. "Come along with me, old son!" he said. "We'll put you up, and you can get all about it from my missile." Bill whirled upon him fiercely. "Keep your hands off pie!" he snarl- ed in a sudden access of passion. Then he softened. "Sorry, of pall Them murderin' Runs 'ave driven me barmy- And you"—he laughed in bitter misery—"was talking about my luck!" "Come' one with me," repeated Jim. Bill shook his head. "Thanks, all the same. I've got my Nell and the kiddies to think of. I'm goin' back out there!" Ile jerked his thumb vaguely over his shoulder,' "Somebody's got to be paid. By Gawd, Jim, I'm goin' to kill, and kill, and keep on killin'—the bay'net for choice. The :murderin' —" It was a sullen, embittered man who reterned to the battalion in the trenches. No philosopher can tell how a man suddenly brought face to face with intimate tragedy will be- i have. Bill had been an ordinary Cockney soldier, alert, good-tempered, popular, well disciplined, but no more I gallant than the average of men with whom he served. He fought the Ger- mans because it was his duty, and when he shot or bayoneted an enemy he felt no personal malice. But now it was different. His soul was filled with a raging hatred of the Germans—of each German sol- dier individually. His wife and chil- dren had gone; he was no Tenger fighting for his country, but with the savage determination of an avenger. "We're going over the top to -mor- row, Binks," said the company's ser- geant -major. "The bloomin' officer's one or two men short. Says he'd like you to join his suicide club." at must••• •�--" He drank in the worde of the Tette t, with fierce eagerness, "I've taken the children down t 11 mother in the country for a week, a I've not been feeling very well—' o The letter fluttered from his hand "Strewth!" he gasped. "Then Nel . and the kids are all right! Tlia , God above me!" ey An officer passed and, stopping a . nodded to Bill. I "You've done very.well to -day Mayo to He tore it open. "Rose Cottage!" he repeated aloud. it "Why, man, it's dated yesterday] She 0 s 1 nk Binks, The C.O. intends to recons ' mend you for the D.C.M." "Oh, to blazes with the D.C,?4.!' said gill insubordinately. "Beg phi' don, sir! I'm a bit upset, sir, Y'sce I my wife and kids— Oh, it's m bloomin' luck all over! An' to thin I've wasted six days' leave! M bloomin' luck)"—London Answers. ROME'S CITIES OF THE DEAD, "Grudge it y'! Lumme, old pal, 'open you git all the luck that's com in to per. It's only a bloomin' yo like me that misses the old gal Goo • It'oetune when she's 'ending out sam plea! Not been to Blighty once, an foo a casualty four times! First m leg, then me arm, then the rheumatics then me 'and! Say, wouldn't it giv yer the 'ump?" He took anothe glimpse out through the loophole ove the sodden landscape. "An' you lucky blighter, 'ave been out 'ere all the time and never had a scratch! All the same, Bill, I 'ope yer luck sticks E do!" "Luck," was, in fact, at that mo- ment striding through the mud and slush of the trenches towards them, wearing for once the putties and sword -belt of an officer. Moreover, for once Slater was included with his friend in her favors. They came to attontiun as he halt- ed rear them, and he took a couple of papers from his pocket. "Ah, just the men I've been looking for! The C.O. has granted you both six days' leave. You'll report at rail- head at 5 a.m. to -morrow morning. That's all. Trope you have a good time!" Five seconds later, over in the Ger- man trenches, they stood nervously to arms as a wild yell from the Brit- ish lines went up. Jim had kept down his excitement for the length of time as a matter of discipline, but once the officer was out of sight he could no longer be restrained, "Let her rip, lads! Lumme, Bill, I've got a bit of yer luck at last! Six days' leave together. So long as I don't stop a whiz-bang or a pip- squeak by 6 a.m. to -morrow, I'll see dear old Blighty again! And there'll be some time with the misses and the kids, of sport! Talk about luck!" Bill laid a hand on his a.rm. "I've got it, Jim," he said serious- ly. "Of all the luck—and I'll own I've had a bit—this takes the biscuit! It's too good. Strike me lucky, if I don't think somethin's goin' to 'appen! I got a pre—a pre—whatjercallit?" "A perreernitlon!" said Jim scorn- fulIy. "Come off it, curly! It's you and me for old Blighty in the mornin', and don't you go kiddin' yourself that we ain't! Why, within' couldn't hurt as lucky a bloke as you are! You're good as a piece of four-leaved clover! Come an' let's gut our kit together!" Longer even than the historic route to Tipperary is the journey from Flanders to home, if you happen to have spent many months of a mole - like existence, amid battle, murder, and sodden death. And a leave'train in France has to give way to every- p thing that crawls. Nevertheless, two muddy and imps, tient privates of the Line at last P reached the base, at last transferred themselves and their belongings to a 1 steamer, from whose decks, after an ntorval, they beheld the whito cliffs o3' old England. They strained their Oyes in silence for a few moments, b Arid neither was ashamed of the lump g that meets in his throat, I b d e e r r Bill shook his head in peremptory refusal. "Bombs ain't no good to mo, sir," just gimme a chanst at 'em with the bay'net! I want to feel that I'm get- ting some o' me own back. By Gawd, sir, I sha'n't sleep to -night! All I ask is to get at 'alf a dozen of 'em before they put my light nut. I want to 'ave somethin' to tell Nell when I see 'er again!" The sergent-major—a wise and dip- lomatic man—nodded assent and mov- ed on. So the night passed. Long before "stand -to" had dawned Bill was wait- ing in marching order; a dozen times+cl he made sure that his magazine was I full and assured himeelf that his bay- onet was firmly fixed, A young officer passed along the i trench. "Ready, men?' he cried. "Over you go!" Bill and the officer scrabled over the arapet together, a mere matter of econds before the rest of the com- ely.The officer dropped with a scream —another wounded man raved in de- irium for "Mother." But Bill went on heedless, In that battalion they still talk in Awestruck tones of that day. Neither! arbed wire, machine-gun, nor rifle - re could keep the little man, fired' s he was with a new dynamic hatred, j HELPS TO LARGER BETTER and give the smaller area the ad- CROPS. vantage of butter working. Time can be saved by using wid No. I, --By henry G. Bell, Agron mist. o- disks and harrows—hider seed drills and more cesmetoue Drop handling If the austere poet of the la century, were li Ing to -day h might have said "He also serve who farms th best." There is . a ca to -day for ever acre to do its bes Henry G. Bell. Over two' billion g COLONIES READY, IA M er Prepared for Two Years' War, Say MACE TO own .American, MUNITION WORKERS Dodge, general tnanagor�, '„ yP A 'WOUNDED SOLDIER'S APPE to: FOR WAIL MATERIAL, to.I m, et Well-len own It requires more horse powe r, Norman h but this is likely to be the cheape v_ farm poser at your disposal, If yo e, are growing a considerable area : roots, potatoes or corn, remember th a two row cultivators will save conai e erable time. Finally in these days when the ea it for service is so strong, every farme of the Empire should study to mak this notes do double, and, even tripl duty. se and second vice-prceidont of th u United States Mergenthaler Lhnot of Company, who recently returned at New York from a business trip d. Canada, Australia and Great Brits• !says that every person he had m 11 abroad was expecting the war to la ✓ another two years at the lease o England and the colonies he found th e people all determined to carry on t struggle until German • militaril had been crushed, no matter what ti cost might be. "Australia has already sent 300,00 Liv troops to lire front," Mr. Dodge sail "and the Government is sending Ili 000 a month to make up for the was bus. shortage food cereals over last year's produ tion is the latest figure given o from the International Burean of A kricultul'e at Rome. Canada was ove y 100,000,000 bushels short at last ha Vaulty Galleries and Chapels Fifty Feet Below the Surface, Nature has been kind to the Pala tine, that hill where dwelt the shep- herd kings and where later rose the tremendous palaces of emperor after emporor, clothing its scanty ruins with lavish verdure. The silence of oblivion broods over the fragments of the halts w vest. United States, according to th last cropa'report, shows only h littl over nine million bushels in excess of its own needs pas lust a possible ex port last year , over four hundre million bushels. Surely there is need of thoughtfu • efficient farming if there is to b food for the gallant sons of Britain and her allies, and if the people a home are to be fed, What can be done? Here are five suggestions: - 1. Use high yielding varieties of cereals. Canada has probably lead the world in developing high yielding varieties of wheat, oats and barley. Tho experimental farms under the !direction of the Dominion Department 1 of Agriculture, have demonstrated that suitable varieties of grain far out yierd common seed. Prof, Zavitz of the Ontario Agricultural College last year reported three varieties of wheat that yielded over 30 bushels per acre in actual farm tests against an average yield of 20 bushels per acre for Ontario. II. --Sow Good Sound Seed. Ontario Agricultural College has I shown that plump sound seed of the common cereal's out -yields shrunken and broken seed by 23.9. Now is the time to use the farming mill. Clean out the light shrunken and broken grain now, so that seed time will find none •but the best for your next spring's seeding. Every weak, poor grain next spring will produce a weak, poor plant—will take up soil moisture and plant food and will cut down your final yields. III. As far as possible help the great quintette of the soil, make con- ditions right for plant growth. WORLD NOT CROWDED, t Plentyof Room for Comfortable Liv m r ing Left Yet. -' There are on this globe abou e 1,500,000,000 inhabitants, declares e writer in Scribner's. Most of us, wh lack the sense of proportion, at th - mention of this big number, are ap st Munition Makers Are Shariiig in the In j Battles of the Brltieh he' , Empire. There are no holidays at the front. 7° Every minute of the day and night 0 men are risking their lives, even al- ' though the official conununications age, Ido not know how long a lia will be able to keep that rate o for. she has only a population :se larg 6 as New York to cover an area the Biz t ..v l4 rr • d to speak of the "over- opulation" ' may say "there Is nothing to report." This continued activity in France and a- Flanders ought to be matched by an up equal activity in the armories and e munition works in England and in © Canada. Workers ought noto want any holidays except those periods of rest that are necessary to keep the yea wine the %Seas and Caligula bathed in shim- mering seas of minted coins. The moat competent thing upon the whole hill Is the little stone altar chiseled: "Sal Deo, Sol Deivae—to the Un- known God," This was really the shrine of the protecting deity of the city, the patron god of Roma, and only the priests knew the dread spirit's name. it was never written, but handed down verb. ally from generation to generation, be- cause, it the common people knew whom they worshipped, any traitor could reveal the sacred name to an enemy, who might bribe the deity to forgot Rome. What a oontrastl—the home of the unknown god on the pleasant hillside, In the sun -sweetened air, and far un- derground, pent in the damp chill of the catacombs, the altars—often the sarcophagi of martyrs—of the stout- hearted who worshipped the "known god." Originally cemeteries, perfectly well known to the pagan authorities, these remarkable vaults and galleries and chapels, twenty to fifty feet below the surface, became hiding places for the faithful in time of persecution. More than forty of these cities of the dead which extend around Rome in a great subterranean circle, have been exptor- 1 ed, and it has been estimated by an Italian investigator that between 6,000,000. and 8,000,000 hodies'were in- terred in them. YOUR INSURANCE POLICY. A Clause Li It Which Should Be Read Carefully. The following, or a similar clause, appears In all policies of fire insur- ance: "The company is not liable for , losses following that is to say: Where 1 the insurance is upon buildings or their contents for loss caused by the want of good and substantial brick or stone or cement chimneys; or by ashes or embers being deposited, with the knotvledge and consent of the as- sured, in wooden vessels; or by stoves or stove -pipes being, to the knowledge of the assured, in an unsafe condi- tion, or improperly secured." Notwithstanding this, in 1915, there were 51. fires from defective and over- heated stoves and furnaces; 62 from defective and overheated pipes, chim- neys, etc., and 8 by live coals and hot ashes. Should the insurance companies f take advantage of this clause, many victims of their own carelessness would find themselves without any recompense for their losses, ;• Good Prospects. Officer—And what are you going to o when you get there? Emigrant—Take up land. Officer—Mu ch Emigrant --A shovelful at a time. P the world. Yet, if we spare a few 1 moments' thought, we shall bette O know what this represents. There is in my study room a geo t graphic globe about 15 inches in diameter. On that sphere there 1 marked a little spot about the size 0 f apoint of a pencil—at rate f P e tan Y so small as to make it impossible to write the initials of its name -Lake Champlain—upon it. Yet whenever Lake' Champlain freezes over there is good standing room for every one of all the inhabitants of the earth. Indeed, strange as it may sound, everyone, young and old, would find about one sugare yard to stand upon. Sketching this picture is like visual- izing the great tragedy of the human race—the few people of this earth do not begin to realize their immense opportunities and their unused re- sources; meanwhile, they have the insane feeling that the world is "over -populated." Al 1 our science, our religion, our art have not given us common sense enough to learn how to use them to live comfortably and hapnil of "I had a very inteyel ting voyage o 15,000 miles from Sydney to London r via the Cape of Good Hope, on th I Orient liner Osterley, tvhich'was arm ' ed with a four -inch gun at Cape Town and carried about a thousand passen a gers. I had intended to sail by th P. & O. liner Arabia, via the Sue i Canal, but fortunately could not ge "away in time, so I escaped the- ex perienee of being torpedoed, The sea men gunners who were in charge the gun mounted on' the stern prove themselves to be expert marksmen They dropped a small buoy overboard and hit it at a distance of one mil body at the highets point of efficiency. ' Even in England there is probably o room for still greater effort, although - the maximum of human endeavor is becoming nearly approached with Q i every week that passes. z • Educating the Workers. t The English production was not _ made possible until the National Ad- _ visory Committee on War Output had o{ ae a result of wide publicity brought d home to the workers the vital neces- • sity of "more shells and still more ehelis." This board, of which Mr. Ar- e thur Henderson, now a member of - the War Cabinet, was chairman, ad- dressed the workers in these words: !"Our munitions makers are sharing ' in the battles as much as if their workshops were situated immediately behind the firing lino, and they were personally engaged in handing the shells to the men who fire them:" This is a thought that may not im- mediately present itself to those of the workers in this 'country who lack imagination; but it is a matter of ex- act truth. Our munitions workers are as directly engaged in the fight as were the wives of the early pioneers who knelt behind their log defences and reloaded their husbands' mus- kets. If the ammunition stream fails then the army must fail, I"The Measure of Our Blood." The Soil Quintette—Humus, Drain- age, Lime, Tillage, Plant Food. Humus acts like a sponge, catching and holding the rains aad snows of autumn, winter and spring for the time when the crops need moisture. In the semi -arid areas of Western Canada moisture is the great control- food factor. Humus is the home and food of soil life. You can increase) the humus of your soils by manuring with strawy manure, and by plowing under clover, grass and stubble. As a ruts Canadian farmers, espe- cially those of Ontario, are resogniz- ing the importance of drainage. Grain roots will not develop in water-logged soils. The way to make your soil "early" and in the best con- dition for crop production is to drain off the standing water, It is deadly, to crops. If the soil is sour, if the sod is thin and sheep sorrel and moss is abund-i ant, and if there is no sign of clover,1 your land is in need of lime. General j farm crops thrive best on sweet soils.] Many a good crop is prevented by the I soil being sour. Acid soil is deadly to soil life. The cure is lime in any form. If limestone is used it should be finely ground and applied at the rate of not less than 283 tons per' acre. This may be done any time be - ore seeding. The longer lime has to ' act in the soil the more thoroughly will it correct soil sourness. Good soil tillage means good soil working—good seed bed preparation —good conditions for the young crop to start out. Remember that high grade seed cannot make up for poorly repared land. If your wheat land as not been fall plowed, turn it over s soon as the soil will work well in pring. If the soil is heavy do not low it "all at once." Best clay seed - reds are prepared by plowing no more ', 1018 mere nanaiui 0r 1n - habitants on this immense world of ours. Nor does it look as if we were going to get to our senses before many generations to come as long as we keep on muddling and blundering; as long as greed and vanity, lust for • power, the main inheritance of the aims and thoughts of the past, to- gether with some of our time-honored traditions, keep us in the cold, re- lentlese grip of bygone ages. On the other hand, there is that undeniable possibility that those of+ the nations which may feel peace- fully inclined and trust to luck by remaining unharmed are liable at the most unexpeeted time to be at the mercy of the wild beast which Lurks around, as the atavism of the prim- ! Live instincts of our race. LOSSES IN HEATING. "!runny little devils lids are!" said 1 Bill suddenly, apropos of nothing. 'Y' know, Jim, I've bin thinkin,' o' our- ,then an' the minus. I'll bet 1 be a proper surprise when they t e e ;no welkin' in on them, just like its r T'd bin on a stroll round the corner natcad of socking it to Brother Hun or Lord knows 'ow long! Rare old eano there'll be in one 'appy little file tine week I give you my woedl" 1 "Same hetet!' growled ;lite,, Certain passengers on the boat train up from Folkestono observed with good-humored toleration the ex- Itherance of, two war -stained soldiers, Who told of the gaudy tunes they in• fended to have when they teethedd ,t1°rife, and made exelted'commtnts on lack from handgrips with the men ho' b elieved had murdered his wife and f children, Ile fought like a 'mainland 'fillnd with a madman's lack, for when he roll was called and the reliefs ar-+ uvea to take over the captured Ger- man trenches he had no hurt but a euperfleiai bomb -splinter wound, As the battalion reached the rear lines a post corporal handed him a letter, "Hadn't time to give it to you thin morning, 3111," he explained, Bill took it in trembling fingers, for he recognized his wife's handwriting. She had usually written to him every" other day, "Her last!" he said, "Must 'ave wrltteh it before—that 'appanedd" 1. Instead of Worrying about the high cost of living, just buy a pack- age of Grape -Nuts —still hold at the same fair price. Enjoy a morning dish of this delicious food, and smile over the fact that you've had a good breakfast and Salved Money Isn't that a fair start far any day? P h a a p each day than you can disk and har- row down before sunset. If clay fur- rows are allowed to bake they never work down to mellow seed -beds. The writer has sten hundreds of acres of. play soils practically ruined by bad The soli is the great storehouse of I tillage, food. Virgin soils produce big crops;; for simply the working and seeding,1 Soils hi older sections of the Domin- ion, however, have not that great stip- ply of crop food. They must be help- ed. Be sure to carefully protect the great farm source of plant food in the • Value of Storm Windows in the Sav- ing of Fuel. Owing to the rising price of coal and the need for heating 'our dwell- ings in winter, the cost of fuel is a large item of expense to the house- holder. Anything that can be done to reduce this cost without suffering inconvenience from the cold should be welcomed by all. The average house holder has but little knowledge of the principles and application of heating, and there are many portions of Can- ada where the saving of fuel by the use of storm windows (commonly known as double windows) is not fully appreciated. Heat is lost from a building in two ways, by (1) radiation, i.e., that transferred through walls, windows and other exposed surfaces by con- duction and lost, and (2) convection currents, or leakage, namely the losses through the openings around windows, doors, etc. By the opening of outside doors much heat is lost. This, to a great s extent, can be overcome by tiie use of storm or outside doors. Better c still is the storm porch, which allows i of one door being closed before the z other is opened. This porch may be t removable, to permit of the use of all t verandah space in summer. c The radiation losses are usually of t greater importance than the convec- tion, As losses due to radiation from 1, walls, floor, ceiling and doors are de- d termined by the structural features g of the house, they are largely unavoid- 0 able, The most serious radiation a ossee are front windows and the say- ° ng of! heat resulting from the use of storm windows is largely duo to the a ayer of dead air—one of the best non-conductors—between the inner b and the storm eashoa. Storm windows c also prevent uncomfortable drafte, 1 The great heat loss from single win- c dews is demionstrable, A square foot f window surface radiates as tituch ° oat as 21t square feet of an 8 Melt' rick wall surface. Storm windows educe the loss to nearly ono half of n tis amount, In addition, they reduce w to toes due to leakage and save from 0 to 15 per cent. of the fuel ,.T.D, hi Conservation, THE JOYS OF A HUNTER. i Zest of An Early Start in the Frosty tures but what, while you are getting — through with it, some stores of your Mornings. ; awn countrymen are knocked out by Se Jesse Lynch William, in ribner's, bullets and shells" T_ ' while the liner was steaming seven teen knots, and again at a mile and a half. "We started; at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and next morning at day- �Iight the captain sent word to us to dress and go on deck, which we did. At that time the Osterley must have been nearing the Isle of Wight. There . was a destroyer close up on the star- board bow, and another on the port quarter, while a dirigible hovered over the how. Sometimes the aviator would r!se to an elevation of 5,000 feet and then swoop down like an al- batross to the level of the hurricane deck. The dirigible also made fre- quent circles around the ship and zig- zagged over the bows to see that no submarine was lurking in the green waters of the Channel below, This escort remained with us until the liner reached 'Dungeness, and from there to Tilbury we were protected by aero- planes, destroyers, patrol bonts and mine sweepers in endless numbers. "The spectacle in the Downs, where we had to anchor for two hours for the nets to be opened to, let us through, did not look as if Germany had done much harm to British com- merce. ommerce. There were more than 100 steamships of all sizes when we arriv- ed, and that number. was doubled when the Osterley started in the long procession- through the nets which are spread across the Goodwin Sands to keep the submarines out of the Channel." Mr. Dodge said that Americans in England now had excellent opportun- ity to get acquainted with the police, because they had to report at n sta- tion every time they entered or left a city. He did not believe that the cut- ting down of the dinner to three courses would cause any one in Lon- don hotels or restaurants to go hun- gry, because soup and fish were count- ed only as half a course each, and pas- try, cheese and celery were not count- ed at all One of the pamphlets circulated by the National Advisory Committee is called "The Measure of Our Blood," and was written by a wounded soldier. When he arrived at Southern ton his head swathed in bandages, an effort was made to interview him, Instead of talking about his experiences he handed out a message which he had written on the ship. The name of the regiment with which he serves! and his own name were suppressed, foi- 1 ol lowing what we can regard as only the half -insane policy of the censor- ship. Ile said: "I don't, think our chaps could have done much better if they had been at the game for 20 years, , . . They fought hard and they fought all the time, and there was never a ease of a single man hanging back for a single minute:, Couldn't do more. Our worst is not better than the Bosch° best; and it may be our best is no better than his best. But what I'm certain of is that our average is infinitely finer than his average, and on equal terms we can beat him ell the time and go on beat- ing him." Selling An Army's Blood. Then he turned to the matter of munitions, and said: "You ran never eat your dinner or smoke a pipe, or read a' newspaper, or go to the pic- here's no reu- writing of hunting, says: But, oh, the fun of those early morning starts! The hurried dress - ng by candlelight; the dark, stark silence of the sentient old house; the tartling creak of the stairs, the sur - awn," and taking up our glistening I tins, we carefully ttptoe out of the ide door --having by this time to be ure, thoroughly awakenecl the rest f the household. But we're off at last! The long_ t waited moment! Across the frost- f d lawn comes the cool, sweet s reath of the woods. Above the clear- t son why public sbe de- pressed about this. As far as the army is concerned, "we're not giving away a drop of your countrymen's blood, not thi,s year. It's all being sold, and on a gooa business basis e bet- ter price it may be than it evm• fetch- ed hi all the history of the Empire. So don't grieve after us. Our high commands know what they're change_ and Master Bosch's doom is sat, and he knows it, and we all know it. We're doing otir bit, ell right. Are chinery's all right, and I clon't think youll find any failure there. ' He ex - messed the view that the end of the war was largely in the hands of the British army. The Cry for Munitions. The vvountled soldier's message eon- inuee: "For Goder sake, don't. yen ail use There's a lot of blood to be old; and so long as it's well sold en he right terms, as it has been sold in manure heap, Every ride that washes down it in brown streams carries off eeop poseibilitios in plant food farm r profits. If the fall wheat went into a 'winter a little weak, help it with a light Um -dressing of Manure, or fer- tilizers. You can greatly increase your grain yield by proper manage- ment tif plant food, 01',8 and labor Is sclera() and high prim "But", you eay "this all takes lab - I Thie is quite true, however, there he Nit week, you can 'make your now Don't lee it be checked away. • eun. And from far oat on the bay n s shooting' ducks. We slip shells into E ur gene. Wo close the brettch with IOW clamp; that is musk to our ears t nd to the dogs, They are unleaehed ow, they nee like mad aeross the B hitened grass, then back again to us b malto sure that it is all true—wel b re really going shooting together gain? We are! We arel They beak nd whine and bump their silly old eads against our gun barrels. For eye too, have been waitieg and long - 1 the preparation% crying for joy at e eight of faded shooting coats, ringleg to their feat at every move- ent of their gods. Oceimionally the test of true courage is in being able to keep out of a fight. von't lie? It belle down to mini - ions of war. You can't send us toe such. For God's sake 8t'f` that emu end us enough. 'You can measure the lood we've got to pay before it's over y the guns and thells mid cartridges ' en 11 A Careful Queen. The Queen of Norway dresses ecos omitally to the point of shabbinees, ending only 11,000 a year for her othes, The Queen of Spain is the ost extravagant of European royal - es for Iter wardrobe, whieh costs ore than $15,000 annually, Both • English prireseeses and Prat sp maybe ecime "ehort cute" in tho Met. °I ter of farm !ober matagement thet era, you one mat, use of, Possibly yeti ..‘" are attempting to voirk too mush land ''' for the labor, yeur disposal. eVould nr it not be wiser to cut clown the Area °°"inik a IV th in al th sp ou send out. The more you send tha ess we'll. have to pay, Send plenty, y countrymen and countrywomen, end plenty. Don't you mind us. Ve'ro all rig•ht. You are all very kihd o us when we (gone back, Weer° all eard all about it. I say, never mind s. Drop every other mortal thing, but or Otero sake send us plenty of =- Moils, You mut trust us to do Oie est," It is mesertges like this that ught te be given to every munition , orker In Canecht and everyone who Wit become munition worker,