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The Seaforth News, 1925-06-25, Page 2The little leaves and, tips from high mountain tea gardens, that are used is SALA A are much ch fner in flavor than any Gunpowder or Japan. Try at" An Indian's Dainty Appetite. Our likes. and dislikesin eatiug soon become prejudices, and sometimes the But if you've anything to tell me you prejudices are strong. What we have think it would give the the glad eye found to suit our tastes we cling to to hear, you can write to the Can- Passionately. adieu Bank of Commerce, eitherThat in An Italian met an Eiglish girl at a Vancouver or at Dawson City. y party, and. they fell in love with each know metock enut ds—fs or rlcet-book to other. The courtship was happy, and Ranldne make a no, and at the pocket-book Some- they were married, A11 went well until thing fiutteeed out --a picture .post the husband brought home some beef. card he had got from Judy while he. Being a true English woman, the bride was waiting for her in London. It had roasted it for dinner. The husband nothing written on it but the day and found it dry and tasteless; to him the hour of her arrival, but he had kept Deadness had all been cooked out of it. it because it was a picture of Stair, a "Next time let me cook the neat," particularly pleasing one, of a soft, heaaicl. brownish tint, showing the. noble draw him into the conversation. He had his turn and, cutting up the frontage to the sea, beef, cooked it'with vegetables and . S t , though he had known of Rankine, though not naturally a wife did not like it. So it being there, he had not shown it conspicuously shy man in his own garlic Tlie w e to Affery. He did it now. walk in life, felt his color rise. The thereafter for the sake of peace when "That'e Stair," was all he said, as whole situation seemed to hint so ridiculous that, in spite, of himself, he nrled. After all, why not take the Love Gives ' itself THE STORY, ®F' A BLOOD FEUD BY ANNIIII S. SWAN. "Love gives itself and is not bought."—Longfellow. CHAPTER XX'. - (Cont'd.) "Where tau .I find you if 1 should want to write, for 1 don't suppose you'll write to me?" "I won't, Letters' complicate life. Just think of the oceans of unneces- sarystuff that has deluged writing - paper! The .trouble of it is, none of it can be recalled. Some of it"—he added with a sort of measured bitter- ness—"has made hell of a man's life.. now resumed in his'sow, drawliig voice: 'It's true, what I was sayin', Mrs. Isaaestein.'The great'Amurrican col tinent ain't bein' developed on tl e right lines. That's why it's taken so mighty long to make', good." "Oh, conte, Mr. Willis!!" put in with small, clerkly -looking person weak eyes protected by enormous,gog- gles, which gave him the look of a caricature, too, "we can't allow that to• pass. Can we, Miss Foljamlbe?" Rankine started at the name, which. certainly had no American sound, and rehearing the direction of the second' speaker's glance, he beheld a hand- some; florid woman of very artificial appearance, slightly overdressed, and quiteevidently interested in him, for he met her eyes hi a straight stare which slightly disconcerted him. "Perhaps .the new gentleman might hap to refute or confirm Mr. Willie's statement that America is not re- garcied with sufficient respect abroad?" she said boldly, axnious to the meat came into the house it. was' lie passed it over, divided into two, and each cooked it to Atlery's eyes had an odd expression suit himself, in them as they were riveted to the comedy with the tragedy! „I have Prejudice seems to increase the far picture. So he answered solemnly, h north we'travel, until we meet "The place you've told me of, and not heard sufficient of the argument. ther which you had to leave'?" to entitle me to take part in tie die- the blubber Eskimo, who must have his fat and house of myfathers," answer- cession, But so far as I am aware, , "The 1 ne yourgreat American nation is, Maribor . But even before rwem get to ed Rankine, simply, but when he held sir,yleation — the Arctic Circle we find many per.out his -hand for it, to his surprise full respected and 'app' sons who have deep-seated prejudices i Affery pushed it into his own pocket! eispecially in the country where I about eating. A. missionary who was i Th h born there does come from Journeying northward with his dog train met a hungry indian and invited him to share his dinner, which con- sisted of a tin of pork and beans and a few extra slices 01 pork added. When it was cooked to the satisfaction of the missionary he took his tin plate and poured half the b and pork on it and placed it before the Indian, as u were, tending to eat his own portion t f' would overwhelm him the' moment the But Mrs. Isaacsi:ein tapped his arm d t in good-humored sebtllce. The n an talcs but hang it all, you know, piece of newspaper in the mission- I hadn't theright toglue myself on to "It is not and I beg your pardon, "The man who was o n „ i" ut in a small piping n't mead to carry dime pictures of I't Germany p about with him. I'll keep it. Well—it's voice from the bottom of the table. It 'All aboard' now. Good-bye. Stick came from. a slight, girlish -looking to Mother Isaaestein as long as you creature who might,from her app can. She has paints worth consider ante, have been a chorus -girl or an ing in New York city." assistant in some cheap departmental He held out an abrupt, almost un- store. willing hand which Rankine gripped "God forbid!" fell swiftly and spon- roare out a to cans forlornly, realizing in one fell swoop, taneously from Rankine's lips, where - i in -it theutter desolation which at some laughed consumedly, ou o West -bound train steatite out. the can. I "Say, Affery—perhaps it was a mis- "Ach, come. now; that is not quite Indian locked round and seeing _ t— I fair, Mister Rankine! a rig t tfit d it out on the snow likethat. Besides—_." 113rs Isaaestein," he answered prompt - "Of a. section of it --yes. The.sec- tion which subsists on the border -line. I've been at Mrs. Isaacstein's. for over three years; so I've had a pretty good opportunity of studying the brand." "But how have you stood it so long —and why?" he asked with a puzzling side -glance at the calm, clear profile of her face. ary's outfit. Rills° dissolves c;• ietely makes rich soapy solution. 9 soaks dirt out 8.449 questions which Rankine answered at you'll'stop very long at Isaecstein's." random,, giving them certain barn- "I wonder!" said Ranlcine, as they boozling particulars regarding him turned into the white. glare of Broad - self, which they afterwards found it, way. "Anyhow, New York isn't he difficult to piece together, howling• wilderness it was a couple of I have, vulgarly streaking, been hour's ago!" pulling. their leg," he said to Miss (To be continued.) Demthe house. "1eenv n ns, what�aclear place,and Names.. - what a people!, May -I ask if they are a fair sample?" Named . . I hate the tyranny of "What of?" asked Jean Dempster names, with a good-natured smile. Harsh things, inflexible as wooden "The great American nation." spree you t s. Then he tools the can and dumped the f "Besides—you didn't cotton to my ly, and with a charming grace which I BOYS' UNION SUIT. contents out on the paper and added yarn! Right -o! But we'll meet on disarmed her at once. en years to it the portion that was on the plate. the Yukon yet—nothing surer than discussionThe old boore a i. who had st aonrt aboute Any boy from eight to taste of ago fool r, comfortable during I With his hunting mg knife he carefully tiiLhThe and the various attributes of the great if wearingthe picked out the meat and pushed it to 'that!" shook hander solemnly, the warm weather, Ione sills 01 the paper and scraped the Affery sprung himself on to the foot- American nation, and Rankine • used ,athletic garment pictured here. It is f pointing to board of the train and disappeared the opportunity, while waiting for his exact ea of the kind worn beans to the other. Then, poi g behind the black attendant's ample portion of the chicken hash, to take a an copy the meat, he said: "Him for Indian. "Dad," which will be sufficient re -back. Almost immediately the train further wersurvey motley cf his rew, just such commendation of its worthiness, Touching the beans with. his nife, lie moved out, and though Ire strained h Y h d,,d a one g Naircheck or soft nainsook would be suitable materials. Pattern No. 1143 is' cut knee-length and buttons down the front. The short sleeves may be omitted if desired and the armholes faced. Cut in sizes 8. 10, 12, 14 and 16 years. Size 10 years requires 2% yards of material 27 inches wide, Price 20 cents. Our Fashion Book illustrates the newest and most practical. styles. Price 10 cents, including a FREE coupon good for five cents in the pur- chase of any pattern. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name and address plains ly, giving number and size of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Pattern Dept., Wilson Publishing Co., 73 West Ade- laide St., Toronto. Patterns sent by return mail. — )-- Sentence Sermons. The World Bestows—Scant atten- tion tten tion on the man who only imitates. —Few permanent honors on the nian who lacks sincerity. —None of its big prizes on the one who does not possess initiative. -Little of its friendship on the man who never lifts another's load. —No blessing that is not attended by some curse if it is prostituted. —No great rewards on the man who has to be told the same thing twice. —Only ridicule on the braggart who cannot defend his boast. eAtucagensamaxammezi ria. to Daddy -do1?t .» -o :wig W g Slip a package in your pocket when you o home to Give The youngsters this wholesonie iong- lasiine sweet - for pleasure and benefit, alas eyeurseffafier 'sinking or when' work drags. It's al lgreatlllile fresheners pointed to the missionary. "Him for 1 white man," he said, and added by way of explanation, "Indian no cow." I -le Knew Thackeray Too Well. Distinguished men are not always secure against the sneers of those who knew them in their undistinguished I and perhaps unpromising youth_ Years after Thackeray had become the great novelist, says a writer in the London Opinion, an old schoolfellow of his was at a dinner with a gentleman who was interested in literary matters. The schoolfellow happened to mention the Charterhouse, whereupon the other asked him whether he had ever known Thackeray there. "Thackeray, sir? What Thackeray?" he answered with a contemptuous stare. "I mean the great Thackeray," was the answer. "What," he rejoined, 'the fellow who wrote books'. Oh. yes; he was my fag, and a sniveling little beggar I thought him. Often have I given him a sound kick for a false quantity in his Latin verses. I thought nothing of him, sir—nothing, I can assure you." "Ah, but," said the writer, "you have changed your mind since, of course?" "Not at all," was the growling re- sponse. "Why should I?" "Why, en account of his books," was the amazed reply. "Never read a syllable of them, I give you my word;" retorted the other, tereet,Cie ?ne'af W- rFP ISSUE No. 26--'25. Minaret's Liniment for Backache. oug _s •ot ht encounter in any second "Oh, well, it's a good boarding-house as such places go. It suits my purse and my employment. I'm at the heat} of a stenographers office on Broad- way, I have fifty girls under me. I have a good salary, but everything is dear in New York, and I send money home." "To Pollokshields?" "Yes. To my mother and my little Invalid sister. That's why I live with Mrs. Isaaestein. She's the'soul of kindness and honesty. You'll like her, after you've been there a bit—that is if you aro going to stop; but, some- how, you don't look like Mrs,' Isaac - deb's I" 91 I tried Bard to flatter myself that I did not, but the man who introduced me evidently thought I did." "Who was it? Any of those there to -night?" "No. A man of the name of Affery, whose report on Mrs. Isaacstein's co- incided with yours. He's gone off to- night to the Far West. Ever seen or heard of him?" aim Dempster shook her head. "Never. But hundreds cone and go. oyes until its tall -lights a tsapNew peered, Rankine caught no ' further or third-rate boarding-houseRan- Are you don't settling lio g. in To -morrow !I have glimpse of Affery. kine's lips set themselves rathergrim- It was now only seven o'clock, and ly as he asked himself whether his tohpresich ent soicoletters ill probably decide of introduction future �o as he was without resources, and did was his measure in the new country, not care to go down town'alone, he re- Apparently it was the one set for more or less." turned by the quickest way 10 his him by Affc•y, who was a citizen of haveou uut ill liked New York after you STORIES OF WELL- KNOWN PEOPLE A Modern Sun Worshlpparl.: At least forty thousand people are indebted to Sir Herbert Barker, the famous English bone -setter, for then' health and strength, for that is' the number of eases ho has treated suc- cessfully by his system of nianipul'a tion. S1t Herbert; who has just celebrated his fifty-si1th birthday, is a keen advo- cate of sunshine as a :cure for many ills, and bas an up-to-date plant in his home for producing artificial sunlight. Peer's Daughter Flies Pane. Miss Elsie Mackay, daughter of Lord and Lady Inchcape, who distinguished herself some time ago as a designer of the interior of steamships, has taken up flying authrocently. purchased an. ah•plane for her own use. She was granted' a pilot's license some time. ago, and has beconio known as Dug - land's most daring woman aviator. Most of the steamships controlled by Lord Iuchoape, wheal ply between England and India, were decorated in terioi'aliy after designsconceived by Miss 'Mackay. The suite occupied by Lord and Lady Reading recently on their voyage from Bombay to London were arranged by her. frames, Ambition v. Circumstances. Frons which each timid spirit must How a man may vanquish eircnnt- peor out • stances and attain his ambition is strikingly shown by the example of a young artist, Mr. George Bissell,' whose exhibition of drawings is at tho Red- fern Gallery, London, Mr, Bissell, a quiet, dark young man of only twenty-eight, started work .in, I hope when i reach Heaven I shall a Nottingham mine when he was thir meet teen. Toiling early and late, he had No poiipotm angel strutting flown the few opportunities o1 exercising his street, To introduce ole to the other dead With knowing words, much better left unsaid. Such fragile things are souls—they need to be Left to explos,e each other silently. A Real Portia, • in -House in Forty-second Street, board g th When he opened the door, the hot, Suddenly, aboutchalf-way aoivn the busIt seems oes eve yaedyldvo and move I 00•X1 smell of food stet him, and from table, Ins gazeat varioussigns gathered that the pleasant grey eyes which met his in and have their being continuously ao evening meal was s in progress in thea somewhat quizzical smile. They such breakneck speed? y do, dining -groom. A black boy,,whom he shore out oval-shaped hots do they keep it up?" had not before seen, appeared pres- face, freshly ently with a tray laden with soiled ing from the usual pale or parchment - plates. like faces of the majority of the wo- jnned leasantly, and putting men. Her brown hair was -neatly e world• e lace of incredible Upon his fellows,- through a gilded doubt, And wonder, sometimes, what hisgaze night see Of loveliness—but for that pedigree. gilts, but never gave up hope,• Finally,, after the war, he eame,t� town as a pavement artist, in a brave effort to find recognition: This; it is satisfying to ltuow, liar now cone in good mea- sure. f'11 want to walk around and simply Miss Victoria Kent, an English girl,. stale stag Loeome the first woman lawyer in Until I rind one 'ghost whose special Spain Her first impo°tailt case tech air>lace a few days ago, when she acted. Appeals to Ine, 'Chen I shall dare to ae defending counsel on a charge of say, homicide, "I think I saw your thoughts, on earth one day; Tree -shadow on a river was hour smile, we be I like your wings . . friends a while?" . Toan Daretb Prosper, of a woman's o eoored nisei thus differ- Miss Dempster smiled the calm smile of superior knowledge. "Oh, that doesn't mean anything-- it's just a pose! And fur work! They don't begin to know what it means to wont as we know it in Scotland. tie gr p down the tray, stopped forward, offer- braided, and she wore a black flock ing to brush Rankirie's coat. It was a with a little tucker of cleanawn at They're always talkingabout it, but ilia lctteL occurred twice in the text very friendly shining face above the' the neck and wrists, which gave her theydon't y Bobby --"Can you swim, Mr, Little- clean, white, linen jacket, and, in spite a somewhat Madonna -like loolc. She eye l'te gett any endiueho Oh, yes ies mom. I word, of himself, Rankine smiled back. !might have been about twenty-eight —they theybkeep omen haven't mastered Littlemon—"Not a strobe. Why dol I realeniber tits first. bout that we "Too late, am I not, 'ni es " !or be thirty years of ago, and, while not that's the elements of economy in'wark, er 3'on asst?" ' had at that game. The text word was "Only a he el sir. I'm des gwine to `beautiful, or even a the, Rankine de l that she was the only person business, orelements time. But you can't help Bobby—"Cause I heard you say you '"California." When trio game was bring up the chicken hash,"he ens- cldec t the table and that liking them; and the better class are were getting into deep water." , called everybody began to set deem For First Aid—Minard's Liniment, The Game of .Ver'hariurn. Games played with words are ey no insane now. When MarkTwain was a young man a new one came out and soon was much In. vogue. In his auto- biography he describes it thus: During my engagement year, thirty • - Seven. years ago, a considerable com- pany of young people amused them- selves in the Langdon homestead cue night with tho game of ver'uarium, which was brand new etthe time and ivory popular, A text word \•.11 chosen, and each persot wrote that word in large letters across the top of a ,«heat r 01 paper. turn set y.•ith pencil in hand, f ready to l.aglu as soon as game was ,ailed. The l..l•, r would bogie with tee first letter of ,hat text word and during two minutes by the 10.i111(11 build out of the text wo . Tint ho must' not use a letter iliawas net in the text word, and Ile must not use n0y Beyond His Depth, ! letter in the text word twice, unless wered cheerily. itvcrth knowing a level people. I attend Trinity Pres - At an ordinary moment Rankine; he would take the earliest opportunity lovely n Church. �tIend some friend- would have decided against the i of getting to know her. there worth their weight in gold. They chicken hash—whatever that might; She did not take any part in the are kind to me,,in spite of Mrs. Isaac - fear l e was hungry, and the' conversation which indeed was anon- I' tmorereal kindness is ran r words as. fast as• lie could make Ills Memories. pencil move—"corn," "car,' Emil so on, Deacon Jones -"And how do you digging out the shortest words firer, mean—but 1 stein's! Ire me like your new radio, Mrs. Brown?" because they could be est down more aear of solitude was upon him; so ,listozed by the usual byres. But she in New York than anywhere else in Widow Brown—"Wonderful! The • quickly than the longer ones. When after washing h' 1 ds in a little,l'stened with that indicsal expression the world." static reminds rho of the way my hese le two minutes were up the scores cloakroom off the passage, he ventured on her face which indicated that she "have you been about the world hand used to snore." were examined, and the prize weal to into the dining -loom in Sambo's rear. did not miss a single paint; and that, much then?" ae the. pore 3n who had achieved the larg- To his surprise, he encountered a; evidently, her sense of humor res- "A goodish bit. I made a bad mar- Parents in Augers, a French town, est number o1 words. The good scores full table at the head of. which sat ponded. riage with a man who, I sound, had who already possess two children will' ranged along between thirty and fifty Mrs. Isaaestein, still in brier take. The chicken hash was followed by a already a wife living. I had to leave have an opportunity of winning X1,126 or sixty words. But Mrs. Crane 'would though of newer and shinier make. weird assortment of pie of various Scotland—you know what Scotch Eleven pairs of eyes in addition to ]erode, and thereafter what they called ride i, 1 I've made n good living if they have a third child within the not allow her score to be examined. hers we here and I m saving y 1 t] re instantly turned upon the biscuits and cheese; then an adjourn , in mens fast. Some his tall figure made its way euphemistically termed the lounge, or ,'please. God, I'll go back to bonnie side. As g P Y Scotland, buy a little house at Hunt - up behind the chairs to the place re- drawing -room on the opposite side of errs Quay, and take my mother and served for him, an insensate desire .10 the hall -way. Mamie clown there for the rest of laugh took possession of him. He wast Just at the door Rankine had an their lives." no longer Alan Rankine of Stair, heir opportunity of a word with the woman Rankine, oddly moved by this simple to the noble dignity and all the pres-I who had interested him at table. recital, slightly raised his hat. tige of a great house, but a mere bit "Don't take the coffee, she whis- Jean Dom stexr color rose. 118x1 two. VC. mon is. new -coiner, whom she beckoned to her l meet was made for coffee in what was day, p Unprepared. of� P le 1 1'1 h l un- sure I do why' on the and of hie In New-• Bred whir a little face which 1 r - "I'm n'.t know wh I should York! He was boarder number nine i mmnted her pleasant face like- a s • tees you all this about myself the very' On the whole, he was a decent little teen, and latest protege of Mrs. 'key:ray. • — first moment we meet!" she said, with chap, but, as he had an unfortunate Isaacstein. Thanks awfully. Any other things a little catch in her voice, "hilt when predilection for cricket, it is not as- How did he ever get himself into to be barred in this queer house" , 1 saw you conte into the dining -room. tonishing that he should occasionally such a weird position, and why had her 'el ust a few,' she answered. You lI to=night, I got a sort of fright. Some. have played truant from school to in- been such. a puppet in r1ffe1•ys hands?. , find them out in time." then told mo 1 e But, alas, He had good money in hit pocket still, "I have the pleasure of speaking to g dug in his favorite sport. and surely it were better for a mane a country -woman, I am sure:' said heart .warmed. -Batt I don't suppose• he was always found out, and the con - befitting live for a few. clays in surroundings1Rankine, with his most charming and befitting his peskier than many days deferential air. you were Scotch, and when I heard you speak, I felt my sequences were always dire.. One day. however, he hit on a bright idea. Going to a telephone, he called up his teacher --and, assuming a deep, mature voice, explained that his son { would be unable to attend school that day. "Thank you very much for the mes- sage," courteously replied the teacher. "Who is it epeaking?" The query somewhat staggered the ,small delinqu"Er—this is ment. Y father speaking," he faltered lamely Breaking 1t Gently. Suitor (proposing in a new way)— "Mademoiselle, would you feel in- clined to give me an opportunity of celebrating a silver wedding with You, tweuty-five years from now?" If building a future seems a slow process -think of the mason who lays his bricks one by one—and think: of the huge buildings which have been constructed in this manner. in such environment as this. But what was his position, after all? It was the question uppermost •in his mind as he, slid into his chair, with a word of pology re his' landlady, and a slight, distant bow to the els- an Ayrshire man. Where could we sembled multitude. have a little balk?" A long, lean man with a pointed "There isn't ,anywhere here. Messrs. beard which gave him a ridiculous re- Willis and Co. will accapy the lounge semblance to caricatures of Uncle for the rest of the evening." Sam, had been holding forth et the Rankine reflected a moment. The moment of Rankine's .entrance, and weman's face was so friendly and kind, aitd he felt so desperately lonely and out of it. that he could not forgo - thechance of learning more of her. "It seems early days—but the Scotch are clannish eve'kyvwhere, aren't they? Will you come out for a stroll With mei" • Yes;• with pleasure. I know NeW York well, andit's a'lovely evening," brightened, an he feta bi c d Ranki114 $ �' did not even resent being buttonholed by Willis and Co. during the few min- utes Miss Dempster kept him waiting. They used these movenis'to good purpose, asking minute and personal Shenoddedbrightly. 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Anil she never would have got even that one worts honestly; she had to introduce a letter that clidn't belong in the text word in order to get it. Resourceful Heri err. ,t few weeks ago The Companion I printed a story about Sir Herbert 'Pres, the famous English actor, That has reminded a reader o1 another story, Iequally characteristic of Tree, which the well-known illustrator, Harry 'Fur - nese, tel his book,, Some Victorian Men, When Sir tieibert was is America ho foolishly accepted an invitation to address privately a fashionable midi- - once. Ile completely forgot his pre- Leese re-mise until the time littd arrived for him to appear, Naturally he was total- ly unprepared.. I He rushed into the large assembly room, which was crowded with expect- ! ect- ! ant admirers,and observing alar e. mirror hanging on the wail at the back 1 of the platform from' which he; was ex- peeted to give his address, dashed - ug to, put out his tongue and surveyed the reflection with dismay. Then he struck an attitude of horror'and cried oat dramatically: "Good heavens! I'm ,1111 , I must see a doctors" - i•.nt1 Le vanished from !the building.