The Clinton News Record, 1920-10-14, Page 6x.
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The Making of Val
Pierce.....
By CONRAD RICHTER.
III,
Val passed • on, approached the
centre building, from which 'blue
smoke filed, knocked on the open door
and asked to deo the boss'. A common -
looking workman in disillusioning
faded blue:shket and overalls and high-
topped shoes presented himself in
the doorway.
"Job?" he ruminated: "Come in
and get some eats. What can you do?"
"Not very much," admitted Val.
"But I'M game to learn. The last'job
I- had was running an automobile,"
"Shafer for a rich man?"
Yen might call it that" said Val_
Well—Barney here's {peen .be y
i chiing for a Buddy since he come. He
Can brews you in. Jake, quit your
geevking et the young fellow and give
loin
01110 beans and coffee." He turn-
ed tit the youth in crude apology. "The
;(litch''s a11, but there's more where it
came from. Chailey, What the devi
are you sticking around here for?
You ought to be half way down. to
Murray Siding by this time."
"Oh; .go hang yourself, Bill," said
Charley affably, and strolled leisurely
out in the direction of the stable.
Not daring to arouse suspicion by
confessing that he had not slept the
night before, Val accompanied Barney
up the soft akidway to the standing
timber. His hand wavered on the pol-
ished handle of the crosscut saw, but
the first tree, a rock oak, driving to
the ground, imparted a reacting sense
of human power.that strengthened the
spirit,
Physically, he felt in purgatory. He
perspired weakly, the midges and
forest flies tormented his hot,.moist
face, and the food he -had bolted at
• breakfast did not want to stay down.
After a time the palm of each hand
began to exhibit a row of bluish water
blisters, which finally burst and
thenceforth burned, shninking like an
open flesh from ax and saw handles.
• By the end of the week, however,
he had somewhat hardened. He was
at least physically able to note the
valley's evening hush as he came
stumbling back to the bunkhouse a
step or two behind Barney, bitterly
anathematizing_.liimself for the men-
tal shadow that prevented normal en-
' joynient. At this hour . the valley
seemed like a child down on its knees
in prayer. The only sounds -were the
ceaseless monologue of the red -eyed
vireo; the wild, elusive tinkle of the
stream on the rocks and the occasional
rumble of a prop wagon returning
through the gap from Murray Siding.
A month passed, and he had learned
to move a saw without wasted effort,
to place the blade of his double -bitted
ex in accordance with his vision, to be
forgetfully tolerant of the midges and
mosquitoes, to judge the fall of a. stick
of timber, to know the cough of the
red squirrel frons the bark of the
-gray; to name the swishing song of
the high -perched indigo bunting, the
mourn of the turtle dove, the forebod-
ing of the black -billed cuckoo; to dis-
criminateby taste and sight between
birch and spice blush; to distinguish
rock oak from chestnut and red oalc,
white oak iron sour. gem, pignut from
ash; to. answer in kind the rough
-bandiinage of he other members of
the crew ;.to fall into gland sleep with
wimp -poor -wills racing oratorically
outside the window.
There were moments aplenty of dis-
taste and rebellion, but a visualization
of waiting prison masonry never fail-
ed to minimize his grievances. He felt
like a student who, having done a for-
bidden lesson in the beck of the book,
tetras front to find rudimentary tasks
that had looked difficult before now
seem comparatively simple. A few
moments' reflection found him invar-
iably tractable, eagerly willing to pay
the price of midges, aches and sweat,
for the boon of remaining free in this
sequestered forest valley,
By the time October dispersed the
mosquitoes, softened the sunlight,
painted the mountains red and gold
,Nand impregnated the air with the tang
df cold mornings, Val had let go into
the tenor of Beaver Valley existence.
He could not letg o whop for there
Y,
were nights when he tossed with re-
currences of the past, and days when
he could not ungeat the feeling that
officers were cloeing, in on him. Twice
the unannounced ernival of tie inspec-
tors from the railroad company sent
him into a state of 'panic, and once a
state forester in 'brown flannels and
puttees, riding in from the state land
on Black mountain, had actually put
hhn to temporary •flight.
Then, one Saturday afternoon,
warking an a strip of . hemlock by the
seasonally depleted stream, he became
indefinably cofiscieus of some one
watching 'him. Mechanically he con-
tinued lopping withered branches,
trying to gain "sella sego of direction.
Aa he persisted, the fringe of hair
above his ears seemed to stand toward
an invisible magnet on Bleck moun-
tSn. His eyes scoured the steep slope,
but he could distinguish nothing ex-
cept a long familiar gray rock prom-
inent amid the Maas of green, and a
trio d turkey buzzards sailing silent -
1'y up •In °the blee.
He was about to force himself back
to work, when, for the fraction of a
second, a flash of light flecked in hie
eyes. It was as,if a small mirror on
attack mountain had reflected the sun
across his face• Scareehy breatjting
he realized that the lenses of a deli{
plass might have done it, Unsteadily
he studied the spot, from which the
alash•had eiomo, the foot of as lone pitch
pine whose dirket green foliage stood
Out pe'rceptib'ly froth the Meander.
mince of hardwood:
"Barney," he asked, trying to re-
main rate, "San you sed anything
under that yellow pine over horn that
gl'sy rock, on Bleck moue—tale?"
Barney coneentrated his gaze on the
point tn: queetion. • e
"Dot't notice anything much in
pertclar," lie answered. "What's the
idea'?"
Val didn't answer. He was stead-
fastly'watohing• the spot. As he look-
ed; he wriuld have sworn, he saw a
human figure retreat into the bushes
near the bare trunk of the pine. He
kept !his eyes on the mountain until
the effort brought the black dots
swarming thickly frith luta vision, but
the figure did not reappear.
He tried to continue work. The art:
seemed an unwilling implement of
lead. His hands had become unstrung
and .atremble. It struck frim now how
queer that he had never heard from
Lou. Alsuost daily the teamsters
brought, mail for Jones. Barney re-
ceived and wrote a lengthy letter once
a week. But nothing had ever come
for Janes Barth. ' Could the author,
itieshave caught. Lou in the murdered
man's machine! Good Lord! Perhaps
Lou had already confessed and this
was the explanation of a spy on Black
mountain. Why, in Heaven's name,
had he stayed tin Beaver Valley so
long, When there were places where
no one would know he had 'gond
He tried to yawn naturally,
"Don't feel •good," he mentioned to
Barney. "Believe I'll' call it a day."
He drove his ax into the'scarred hem-
lock trunk and started in the direction
of the halting whine of the saw. Once
out of Barney's : sight, however, he
cut swiftly to the flat bn Sunset moun-
tain and made his way just inside of
the edge of timber toward the path
traveled daily to and from his home
in Griffen valley by Davey, a freckled
youth of fifteen or sixteen, who peeled
chestnut posts and poles, the only
member of the Beaver valley crew
who did not work on Sunday.
Hefound the path with difficulty, a
straight, pebbly course running like
a tape up the cliff -like side of Sunset
mountain. Recovering his breath and
strength on the summit, he sat glued
to •a lichen -tapestried rock by the
sweeping'expanse of view. Above the
solid green wall of Black mountain
rose the dull blue of a second eleva-
tion; beyond, the hazier blue of a third
and fourth. A fifth might have been
cloud or imagination. From this pin-
nacle on Mount Olympus the earth
seemed an endless panorama of lefty
blue mountains whose complete ntim-
bers were hidden from mortal gaze
by the "drapery of the horizon.
For more than an hour he drank
in the silent spectacle, then rose and
crossed the narrow crest to view the
land in the direction that he must go.
Four auccesstive mountains he counted
on this side, and a fifth wedge -.shaped
mass whose summit towered kingly
over the others. Below him lay Grif-
fen valley, a peaceful, velvety basin of
green, unbroken except by a patch of
field which from this height glimmer-
ed like a mountain lake. He was won
dening where he was going to spend
the night, when the grating sound of
rocks under shoe whirled 'him face
about instantly.
(Continued in next issue.)
Mere Talk.
We a .
Vhildren'g Sleep.
Sleep and food are the two most
imperative needs of the body, One
has just as great an influence on
health' as the other, but it is possible
to live much longer without food than
without sleep. Fasts of forty days
are common, but there is no authentic
case of anyone's.having lived eight
days without sleep,
' Sleep is more than brain rest; it is
as necessary for 'the other organs of
the body as for the nervqus system.
Two professors, of psychology once
kept themselves awake for ninety
hours fn order to study the effect§
upon ' lady and mind. The tests
n n .
.,eve t
preyed the all the functions n s
of the.
body were affected—heartbeat, blood'
pressure, body temperature; digestion, tiers a week for .reasons of dratriotrsrn
activity o£ the Blends, muscular or economy. The chances are that the
Meat substitute dishes you have on
those nights will taste more tempting
to you end your family if they have a
little meat flavor, or if they are serv-
ed with a gravy or sauce possessing
meat flavor. If' not you will at least
find a meaty soup acceptable.
It :is not a .difficult matter tobor-
row a little Bayer from the meat you
have the other nights, If you have a
stew see that you make a cup' or pds-
sibly two cups' more gravy with the
stew than yon need. To be sure; it
will detract ever so shtghtly from the
flavor of the stew, but probably not
enough to be noticed, ,Simply pour
off this amount of .stock and save it
for your meatless meal. There are
times when you need not use any
gravy with the meat, saving it en-
tirety for a meatless meal. Many per-
sons like boiled lamb served with
white sauce and capers. Well, if you
serve that, then all bhe,liquor in which
the lamb was boiled may be saved for
the meatless meal.
Often the drippings from a roast
contain enough meat flavor to be
worth adding to croquettes or meat-
less loaf. The drippings themselves
may be used in place of the butter or
fat called for and the flavor will add
zest. The drippings from a slice of
ham or -steak that you can serape
from the platter on which the meat is
Served contain considerable of this
flavor, and if used the next day are
fresh and delicious. Once we would
have throws this away, but it is well
worth saving now. ,
The world hears a great deal of can.
versation, and ere it shrivels to a
black coal It will hear a great deal
more. We bustling human beings are
not in the habit of keeping -our activi.
ty a secret. We like to think aloud
and let the neighbors know. The
thought of ourselves thrills us; We
are auto -intoxicate,, with the fine folk
that we are. It may be we have symp-
toms to describe; and a symptom calls
for a sympathy. We must see the
long -drawn face, the troubled eyes of
one who listens. •
The clever woman gets a man to
talk about himself, and finds that the
then deals with his most congenial
theme. He descants of the day's de-
luge, rhapsodizes about the future,
plus 0 bouquet on himself for one act
n bestows a vat of approval n hl
a d wo s
1
awn head for another; and by the
time ,the story is done' he has per.
shaded himself that he it really -a very
bood ' sort, Moreover, this girl who
has turned a tactful ear to him seems
to him a wonderful person. She has
done nothing but listen; yet her lis•
teeing has put a new heart in him and
given him wings.
Suppose she talked as much? Per.
haps he would find her a bore and he
unable to call again. Blest be the wo-
man who listens to the man who talks.
She has her place among the martyrs
uncanoniaed.
Oratory hag its power of enchant.
tient, 'If it comes from one who per-
forms not, the glamour dies out; the
aroma goes .when the speech is ended,
Of what valuta is it to prate of man's
brotherhood. •and God'e fatherhood it
in our act We do not exemplify our
coined?' • Mere talk causes the men
of deep, deliberate thought and of dei
cleave, useful action to lese all patience
With the easily easement pe'opie, Those
who have talked accept no business
but to utter the words. They are not
bound to carry the load of, an actual
undertaking. They overwhelmed the
doers with advice, but they wili do
nothing.
That is why words, piled as high as
yon Will, often Bettie an inconsidexablo
thing beside a single, golden deed,
P'ar paring or et ting vegetables a
knife with a blade only three ,inches
long is best,
out the -colored under thread, and you
bavo a row of aauey little picots.;
Tn hemstitching seams, ftO t press
back a narrow edge, inion-eeeh Piisce.
Place together, and baste 'with ' Very
Ane thread as near the edge as nos
ible,' Plate over the tleWaj 1 per
trips and {stitch. Remove paper, open
seams, .press fold apart and with -fine
thread or silk, stitch cloie to the hem,
stitching of eaoh edge, In sewing in
aleevee or curved or fancy -shaped
yakea or cuffs; care roust be taken to
cut the paper to fit. • In eewiug down
each aide of the laemstitduing upon
crepe or thin silk, place a t1iielcness
of paper underneath.
TheMeat
Flavor:
t
„ Suppose you have two meatless din
strength and rapidity of movement,
Before the end of ninety hours mental
'effieiency had 50 decreased that it
tools twenty minutes to commit to
rientory a few lines of poetry that
either of the professors could ordinar-
il-' have learned in two minutes. The
bodily syniptonta finally became so
threatening that it was necessary to
end the experiment.
How mistaken, therefore are the
parents' who allow thein children to
be deprived of the necessary amount
of sleep! Children used to :be taught
that to sleep as much as they wished
was a lazy and shameful 'habit that
they ought to fight against. Science
takes the view that, with children at
least, •sleep is to be cultivated, '
How much steepedo children of dif-
ferent ages need? It is not an easy
question to answer. Most of the hy-
giene authorities recommend about
thirteen. hours for children of four
years, twelve hours for those of six,
eleven hours at eight years, ten and
a half hours at ten years, ten Hours
at twelve years, nine and a half hours
atfourteen years, nine hour% from
fourteen to sixteen years, and not far
from eight hours for adaults.
But not all children of a given age
have the ,same need of sleep. There
are physiological peculiarities that
make nine hours of sleep for some
children as good, as ten hoursfor
others. The wisest course is to make
the condiitions favorable and to en-
courage the child to sleep as much as
he will. The old 3ashioned fear of
aleepyheadedness is without reason.
Parents could well afford to go to
some trouble to identify and blacklist
the things.that tend to interfere with
their children's sleep. The list would.
include too much starchy food; bad
cooking, too heavy evening meals, tea
and coffee, evening arithinetic lessons,
nervous excitement,• worry, ntcrbid
fears, eyestrain, defective teeth and
adenoids. All of these sleep disturb-
ers are surprisingly prevalent. Hun-
dreds of children in Canada drink tea
and coffee.
The nervous child is almost always
a bad sleeper, It is likely to• be ex-
cited by an overactive invagination,
hounded by morbid fears, torieented
by foolish pangs of conscience, or wor-
ried by trivial happenings that a nor-
mal child would forget in a few min-
utes. Fears and anxieties haunt the
evening hours of children more often
than most persona suspect; for chil-
dren soon learn to bear pain awl sor-
row in secret rather than to hazard
reproof and misunderstanding by dis-
closing their troubles to unsympa-
thetic elders.
Home study robs many a nervous
child of the margin of sleep that he
needs. Besides keeping him up too
late it often produces a condition of
mental excitement that disturbs his
rest all night. " Arithmetic lessons,
especially, have no business in the
evening hours.
Picot Edge and Hemstitching.
One can cut down the high cost of
waists by making them at home bob
our home dressmaker did not know
how to hemstitch the seams and heves
of crepe and thin silks to look like
those purchased ready made. Nor did
she know how to put the tiny picot
finish to edges of hems or ruffles,
Both of these finishes can be readily
done by any woman who can run a
sewing machine.
Suppose you wish to hemstitch the
hens upon the front of a waist, Fold
anti press down the edge, then turn
and press the hem the desired width,
and cut off an eighth of an inch be-
ymld the turned over edge, Then turn
back an eighth of an inch et the edge
of the large piece cut off. taste this
Wined back edge upon the raw` edge
of cutoff hem tin. theraw
the ,let g
edge extend a little beyond the folded
edge., ,
Thread the machine with buttonhole
twist, No. 30 white thread or No. 70
colored crochet cotton, as top threat,
and No. 50 cotton for bottom thread.
Place the basted pieces over from 20
to 25 thicknesses of newspaper an,
stitch slowly. Tear off the paper
carefully, afew layers at a time, opeh
the seam, press flat, and then pull
apart, so the row of hemstitching
shbw. Sbitch down the folded edge
of the large piece as closeto the hem-
stitching as possible. Tlien turn the
folded edge of the ,bens close to the
stitching and shrill this also. These
etitchinae must be done with very fine
thread. ' After a trial or two you will
see'jusb how it fs done and a ;tittle
practice will enable veli to do Lucke,
hems aiid seams beautifully.
For the Pica edge, thread the ma -
thine with the sante as above but put
on a differently colored lever thread,
so it will be easy to find when ready
for the flnieh.
Turn. and ,press• bade the edge to be
picoteel, a little more than an eighth
of an ,inch. Place under at a strip
of muslin or cambric (old will do) find
then the 20 or 25 thicknesses of nese
paper and stitch very near tiro raw
edge.
Romeve the t1ewapaper urs Jeger/bed
Awe, press opens then With fine
thread stitch tl0ivn the turned edge
close to the he.htstitohing. New draw
The Villages.
I can not hope.that Sorrow's feet for-
ever and a day
Will naso my little house of love
where latticed sunbeams stray,
But when she lays her hand at lust
upon the swinging latch,
And steps whore happy yeai's have
smiled beneath our spring -sweet
thatch,
Grant nie, olv, God, .this heartfelt
prayer, that somewhere it may
be.
Where little, shall -town sympathy
may fold and comfort me.
The little, small-town sympath that
runs across the fields.
In blue -checked gingham aprons, and
with flour upon its hands,
That bakes and brews, and sweeps
and dusts, that wakeful serves
and shields, -
The little, small-town sympathy that
knows and understands.
Thy cities, God, are builded high with
carven stone on stone,
But hearts may ache, and lives may
droop unheeded and alone,
And •souls may dwell unknown, un-
loved, a single wall between—
Not so the quiet, home -sweet lives
that fringe the village green,
Let others reap the splendors, Lord,
but give instead to me
The homely round of living blent with
small-town sympathy,
The little. emall•town sympathy that
steals on neighbor feet
The little, small-town sympathy—the
maple -shaded street;
That lends its, strength on tear -dim-
med ways its own bruised feet
have trod,
The little, small-town ennypathy—the
• very soul of God.
—Martha. Haskell Clark.
Natural Singers Without Voices
Ifow ipany notes et nature's wild
telk can you interpret? flew about
tite not ntueielaiis that hold dally
concerts inthe weed patches late
these autumn tlaYs?
Stop out of doors at dusk to•i!ght
and listen to. the 'saute ppjoitg filo
weeds' or a vacant lot. The Country
roadside will d0 as well, and the edge
of a woody will bo best of all. In the
most favorable locatioins• the din will.
b'e almost deafening, It ie like the
rattle of the street .ear to one wllo leas
lived for several years near a car line,
Haw many_ voices can you tifstln=
gush in this great medley? Are they
all singing the gine :lune? At first
you' hear•nothing but the long drawn,
high•pitolied t{'111 o1 the tree crickets;
then, if th'ore are trees near b'y, you
will hear the eliort "zip, zip" of the
meadow locust. 'Those mere squeaky
n tea don he o id a ade b
0 own f r u az m
g l Y
the field crickets dist cousles fo the
conmiou house cricket. 11 you listen
carefully, you may distinguish in the
great din -made by the tree crickets a
slightly more rasping note made by
the nnahy 'Icatyiilds.
The male tree crickets are the chief
insect inusicians. What a noise they
make! There seem•to be -thew -ands of
them •singing a continuous trill that
has .no end. You wonder.how they
can hold their breath so long, As a
matter of fact, they do not need to
Bold their breath at all; for while they
are the greatest singers in the insect
world, they haveno voices. Theii'
high-pitched note is made by the vi-
bration'of their outer wings. If you
look closely at the wing covers of the
male tree cricket, you will see they
are ribbed with criss-cross veins.
When the insect desires to sing it
merely elevates the wing covers and
by a rapid motion, combined with the
friction of the acme, sets the thin
membrane between the veins to vi-
brating- and thus produces the trill.
It le rather easily imitated by a
whistled trill that you can make with
your own lips. Try your luck at imi-
tating it Only the males have these
sound -producing organs.
The tree cricket really does not live
in trees so much as among weeds and
Cultivate the Saving Habit.
Money, safely invested, Is the moat.
faithful thing in the world. And every
sensible person. to.tlay should have.
some money invested. Money on de
Posit in a savings bank is invested
just as much as money paid tor a flvat-
ss
clasecurity.
cCritY.
To be "broke" is a crime—nothing
more. Crines may be pardoned and
sins forgiven; lint the person who
is, absolutely "broke" is a tool—and
for the fool there is little hope, I do
note include the man who may be
down and out because of accident.'
Such a cohdition• may come to any of
us; but he, or she, who by prudence
and a very small, quota of foresight
might have sown a few dollars in the
field of honest investment, and failed
to do so, is not to be pitied.
The foundation of self-esteem is the
successful' conduct of your affairs. Be
your own best friend. And remember
that -it le a iegai as well as a psycho-
logical impossibility for money to earn
utore than a norma rate of interest.
Made a Difference.
In Scotlandobservance of the Sab.
bath is—or was—very strict, and
manual labor on that day is looked on
with horror. Ono Sunday the good
Wife of Zeck was horrified to hear a
great knocking in tbo garden. Going
out, Alto found her husband hammer-
lag
ammering away at a barrow behind the
trees.
"Ivlrt gudeftoss, 'Jock," said she,
"what are ye doing; don't ye !snow it's
the Sawbath1"
"Aye," replied Jock, That I'rn behind
the trees, and.1 must knock the nails
In,"
Said bile better half,"Hist, Wien!
wliy 'dine ye One gerews?"
low hushes. They ncoaelenally may
be heard aluging in the daytitee, ear
peeially in cloudy wearnsr, '. '
The katydids are more•.10 evidence
fn the daytime. Their song is made
zilaeh atter the fashion at the tree
crickets, The males have a mum•
brane edvered music box .at the base
0t then' wing eaves. The female
lcatytlld, like her relative, the tree'
orleket, Can make no noise. Sae cu-
ries a sword -•-•a curved, slender, hard
instrument that size uses, not for de- •
lege, but for pfaotng her eggs along
the twigs and grass stems.
•Suppoee we wander over to the her-
der of a Pond end.iistea, to the 'cello
notes of the mole crickets. They are
hidden unds rroautl, in little tunnels.
Their nbtes are not so Prolonged se
le the note of the tree cricket, they are
more like time of -the doid cricket,
only several agaves
towel,
These c lel
es mole a state are quger little
folk. They have pygmy eyes and
monstrous front feet which are pad-
dle-sliaped for digging their tuanele'in
the soft, damp earth along the banks
of the pellet
Locate one by its note and dig it.
up. You will need to be pretty shai'p-
eared and quick fingered to do It.
Their song hits a ventriloquist effect
aid it ie bard to locate the exact spot
underground whence It issues. They
are sensitive to the slightest jai' of 'the
ground, and are silent if you,approacli
too near, Then, too; they will scoot
rapidly along their burrow faster than
you can dig with your finger. It is
.possible, however, to catch one, and
they are such queer -looking creatures
that,it Is well worth trying,
The cicada is another great
musician among insects. He sings on
bright, hot summer days. He sings
f'roni the tree tops, slugs and an-
nounces his presence, and then before
the bird can locate him, he darts off to
another tree and begins his loud, pane.
trating buzz all over again. How tan-
tallzing it must be to sire bird. These
cicadas are often called loeuets. Of-
ficially, however, the name locust is
applied to grasshoppers, and the alma
da is not a member of the grasshop-
per family. The cloada is a "bug."
Mountains and Sea.
A French writer' divides mankind
into two classes, those who love the
mountains and those who love the sea,
While we may hot be able to draw any
such hard and 'fag line, we must re-
cognize filet these two grveat natural
elements represent very different at-
tractions and that one appeals more
strongly to some spirits and the other
to others.
Mountains stand for quiet and calm.
Their huge stability carries with it an
Inevitable suggestion of repose. We
come to them from the fret and hurry
and trifling of modern life, and in a
few days we feel these things slipping
off from us and giving place to an lin
vading restfulnesss. And mountains
stand for silence and reflection. We
carry into them our vain chatter, dur
automobile loads of tumultuous gig-
gling. But the long, tranquil valleys
and the vast hushed pines subdue our
most pointless laughter: And a
great mountain top, in a windless
August noontide, is one of the most
silent places in the world. Most of
all, mountains stand for permanence.
The sight of their immense round
shoulders, indiffff€rent to cloud, in.
different to storm, indifferent to the
flight of centuries, brings home to us
more powerfully than anything else
the brevity and the insignificance of
human life.
If the mountains mean permanence,
the sea means change. it suggests
always dancing, shifting, fantastical
variety, ail the infiiuite, vague, be-
witching possibilities of movement.
Leonardo da Vinci said that the two
most beautiful things in the world
were the smiles of women and tate
motion of waves. Even In fine weath-
er the ocean is always proving, almost
always danciug, sparkling, glittering
With an eternity of restlessness that
outdoes even the merriest human
heart, Anti the -ocean in storm, from
the days of Sophocles, and long be-
fore, and ever since, has been the
true image of souls tossed by grief
and passion and despair.
And some seep mountains or sea
from resemblance and some from. dif-
ference. Some haunt high peaks be -
cage they themselves are calm and
others to soothe their turbulence.
Some poi -eons fled that the restless
sea can comfort restlessness, and
others find' that it stimulates apathy.
Some like to vary sea with mountains,
and others have an abiding aversion
for one or the other.
Bert we all have both sea and
mountains in our souls, For every
human being knows ins immense de.
Me the calm and permanence f
sire f o
p
mountains. And no human being
ever lived•who did not feel the vague,
shifting, tireless, eternal perturbation
of the sea..
When the Larder Looked
Lean.
A negro preacher, whose supply of
hominy and bacon woe running low,
decided to take radical steps to but-
anes on his, flock the necessity of
contributing liberally to the there'',
Accordingly, at the close of the ger-
mon, the made an impressive pause
and then proceeded as follows:
"I loth found it necessary, on ac-
count ob de astringency ob de hard
times art' de gineral deficiency ob tie
circulatin' tusjum in connection wld
this church, t' intorduce ala new otter-
inatic c'iection, box, It is so arranged
dat a half (Wall or quahtait falls on a
red plush cushion without noise; a
nickel wit ringit snail bell distinctual-
ly heard by de congregation, an' a stle-
pendali-button, nut • fellow inawtels,
w111 flail off a pistol; so you will gov'n
yo'oelvos aecordingly. Let de nee.
(Ma naw pc'need, while 1 takes off 111e,
hat an' gibs out it hymn."
Dutch exports who have investigat-
ed recently discovered iron ore tie -
posits ie the,sland of Cohobes estimate
them to Contain at tenet a billlon tons
Of a type of Iran with high contents
of nickel and chronic, -
Town Crier in France.
In the old days the town crier was
a recognized institution - throughout
France. But when the art of printing
came in, the newspapers drove the
town crier out of business, There are
parts of France, however, where the
town crier still makes his 'announce-
ments. In an obscure little village
there is an old man who stands at the
pain street corner and beats a drum
to attract the attention of the populace
when there -is news to be given out.
There 15 no newspaper. When the
armistice was signed the people of
that village learned of it from the
crier,
Brazil to Have Thanksgiving
Day.
The proposal to institute an annual
Thanksgiving Day in Brazil, as pro-
vided for in a measure now before the
National Senate, has resulted in many
lively discussions in that body and
continues to be the subject of lengthy
editorials in the local press.
The measure names December 25
as Thanksgiving Day, but an amend-
ment has been presented making the
date the first Sunday in January. The
bill was originally suggested by a
Catholic archbishop. On first reading
it was nominally approved by the
Senate,
Don't throw away old winter sweat-
ers, for the good parts make splendid
mittens for son or daughter• next
winter.
2
times
the amount taken
That is the llbuxishing
newel' (passed by in-
depsnderyi scientific
experiment) of
OVRI L
Inveltions by Insects.
A perusal of the works of M, 'sabre,
the greatest authority on insect life
who ever lived, reveals the fact that
insect inventors have always been
ahead of human beings.
- The beeand the wasp- used hypo.
dermic needles long before man ever
thought, of them, and the bee uses
formic acid as an antiseptic to pre-
serve its honey from •fermentation,
The spider made the first suspen.
sion bridge according. to all the rules
of the craft; and •some seldom make
excellent airships; one ea them even
makes a .diving -bell. The bee makes
a wax that we cannot imitate, • The.
silkworm is still the unrivalled manu-
facturer of silk.
To these we might add the ant,
which makes tunnels and subways;
the mason bee, with its cement work;
and the great peacock moth, wh'elt
called its kind from a distance by
wireless telegraphy long before man
had dreamed of the possibility cf wire
less.
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legs occasionally..
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gifts of summertime. How your folks will enjoy them,
and how pleased you will be to serve them when
canned goods made with top -priced sugar are out of
reach. The time for preserving foresight is 'when the
fruit is still in season.
Lantic is your best friend in retaining the rare bouquet -of
luscious plums and peaches, of delicately -flavoured pears. Its
tiny, snow-white crystals of purest cane dissolve so quickly
into syrup of concentrated sweetness, that you can smile at
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