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"Half my 'work . is done. I'll open
the other safe and restore the money
to the people," was .the note one of
Pat's men handed to Kelly as the door
was opened to • release the detective
and his aid from their steel -cage pri-
son,
Kelly hurried to the office where
safe No. 1 was located and discovered
the trick Pat had so cleverly played.
The watchman son guard got his first
news of the "robbery" when . the
Sphinx arrived to investigate.
"We must prevent the Purple
Mask tapping safe number two at all
hazards," said Kelly to his assistants,
Safe No. 2 was located in an old
frame building in a quiet part of the
town. There were two floors, with an
attic. The flat roof, surrounded by
a breast -high cornice and false front,
Apaches shelter for
A
ga e. Pat and her P
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e
their operations.
Kelly left ono of his men to guard
the foot of the stairs and with his
chief assistant went up to the office
where the safe was located. There
was a watchman on guard, and to him
Kelly told the story of the other safe -
looting.
"You must look alive and stay
awake," said Kelly to the guard.
"We have been warned that an at-
tempt may be made to rob this one,
and'we .must prevent it without fail."
Only thin boards wore used in the
ceiling of the room, and Pat could
plainly heer•, from her station in the
garret, all Kelly was saying : to the
watchman. There was a smile of self-
satisfaction playing across ",her pfetty
face as she listened.
The watchman left the room to talk
further with Kellyin the hall. Work-
ing rapidly, one of Pat's men bored a
hole,t'hrough the thin planking, mak-
ing's small opening into the room be-
low.
Presently a number of men, led by
the "boss" of the political ring, came
into the room, bringing with them a
handbag. They transferred the -con-
tents of the bag to the safe—great
rolls of money—that formed the rest
of the "collection" for their cor�iption
fund.
"We expect you to see that this
money is protected," said the "boss"
of the gang to Kelly.
"Well, you have your own watch-
man here," the Sphinx replied, "and
we will furnish an extra guard. I
guess with these precautions the coin
will be safe."
After further parley the politicians
departed, leaving the watchman alone
in the room to guard the spoils. -
Pat now proceeded to put her plans
into active operation. She had come
provided with a narcotic gas heavier
than air, of a kind used by Parisian
I'at Escapes With the Money.
Apaches to put their victims out of
commission, and this she began letting
into the room below through the hole
that had been bored in the ceiling,
The watchman, sitting at a table in
' the room with the safe, soon began to
feel the effect of the gas, His stupor
increased until he sat limp and help.
less.
Then Pat's men raised a trapdoor
that, led into a room adjoining the of-
fice and Pat descended to her work.
on the Combination of the safe.
Just as Pat finished her work .of
solving the combination on the safe
and was removing the money there
was q great commotion in the hallway
outside •0f the office, Phil Kelly had
returned to see that everything was
all right'.
Pat's men.in the hall gave vigorous
battle to the Sphinx, and Pat made
haste to return to the attic with the
nto'ney she had taken,
/ She had carefully calculated her
means and' method of getting away,
Graspingthe overhanging branch of
g g a
{;rev that grew near the building, Pat
BtVung herself from the roof. She
limbed along the limb and down the
unk of the, tree, finally dropping to
9 ground from the lower branches,
Kelly; meanwhile, was putting -ca
i
od battle wjth Pat's Apaches. Rear
Mg that their loader would need all
e bine "oselbte to melte iter at -
g
Vey, Pats mon kept Kelly engaged
_roug��h-and-tumble fighting,
Finally the detective broke away
rid rushed into the aloe, Thera sat
he watchman with it purple mask
n p
rid
nv , Ilia 'face, The door of the
1>otol oz o
safe nes+ open and the satchel with
p
the
.
i mo.:•ar !r. n0ntarne cl was ltho:ngh he had again beeone,
n baffled
by the Purple Mask, the Sphinx act-
ed with speed, going headlong down
the stairs in his mad rush for the
open air, As he reached the street
he Saw ;Sat Jump into an automobile,
more than a Meek away from the.
scene of the robbery,
Unfortunately for Pat the Sphinx'
had conic to -the "job" in his own ma-
chine, lie lost little time in getting
started, for his chauffeur was wait-•
ing with the engine running.
It was a hot chase through the
suburbs and into the open country,
Pat had a good machine and would
have won the race if Kelly had not
resorted to drastic measures,
The Sphinx, seeing that he could
not overtake the girl, fired several
shots from his revolver. Pat waited
for two or three reports to ring in her
ears and then pulled up,
"I just wanted to let you know+you
could not beat me at' every gime,"
said the detective. "T,ye had the
satisfaction of stopping you, and now
I'm going back to town,"
So saying, Kelly jumped into his
motor, his man turned around—and
Kelly made a leap for the ground
when the machine was well started on
its journey, He crept up behind Pat's
motor and climbed aboard;
Believing she was alone, Pat start-
ed up. She was greatly surprised
to hear the voice of Kelly saying to
her;
"Look behind and see how you
fanby the view."
When Pat turned her head she was
looking into the barrel of Kelly's re-
volver.
,.(To be continued.),
HOPE LIES IN
° HUGE AIRSHIP
OF THE CAPRONI STYLE USED IN
ITALY.
Experts Believe That in the Monster
Bombing Planes Lies Antidote
to U -Boat,
The largest type of Caproni ma-
chine, the variety of airship used in
Italy, can carry five tons of high ex-
plosives and operate through a radius
of five or six hundred miles.
With enough of these, experts be-
lieve, the German U-boat and other
naval bases and the Krupp works and
other vital nerve centres of German
warfare can be blasted off the face of
the earth.
In their work such planes must be
supported by swarms of the smaller
types, airplanes which fight airplanes,
a thing the wide winged bombing
craft cannot do, and unlimited num-
bers of the smaller types are also es-
sential for reconnaissance and for
control of the air over the fighting
lines on land.
But it is in the bombing craft that a
solution of the war's gravest problems
is beginning to be seen. Latest official
'British reports estimate the destruc-
tion of bottoms as between '750,000
and 1,000,000 tons a month.
In their struggle to find ane remedy
military men: eaV gradually turning to
control of the ah as the one certain
mode of strahgling forever and a day
the Pan-Ge?niinnic aspiration to world
-tlolrl'inion.
The Caproni Triplane.
More than any other country Italy
has developed the monster bombing
and torpedo planes, and yet she has
not a sufficient number to overwhelm
the enemy along her own frontiers.
The largest of the Caproni tri -
planes has three 600 horse -power mo-
tors, any one of which can keep the
machine in flight should the others
be shattered by gunfire or merely stop
functioning, as motors occasionally do.
It has a speed of eig1 ty,miles an hour,
carries five tons of high explosive, is
capable of flying five or six hundred
miles and returning with ample fuel
reserve. •
England is now building large mod-
els of the Handley -Page, Curtiss and
Gallaudet types. These are not so
large as the Capron machines, but
they obviously serve the same need.
Second in size among the Caproni
models is the 600 horse -power tri-
plane, which has a wing spread of'
about 98 feet, carries a crew of 3,
4,400 pounds of explosives, has a
speed of 80 miles an hour, and like
the larger model can travel hundreds
of miles and return with fuel reserve.
The great offensive bombardment
machine is beginning to be viewed as
the one certain antidote for the U-
boat menace,
WONDERFUL STEEL HANDS.
Artificial Limbs Controlled by Museles
of the Back and Chest.
Sir Henry Norman, M.P., after pay-
ing a visit recently to Professor Jules
Amar, the eminent French surgeon,
who is "repairing" thousands of brok-
en soldiers, stated that there were
throe one-armed men in the doctor's
laboratory who were earning Gs. Gd. a
day as fitters.
One of them, in his spare moments, •
amused himself iay. turning on a lathe
little brass shells, as souvenirs, as
Well as any turner could have done.
Professor Amar offered a cigarette
to one man whose arm had been am-
putated just below the shoulder. Sir
Henry Norman was about to take a
cigarette from his own case in order
to hand it to the man, who, saying,
"Pardon me, I can het myself,'' " ro-
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ceeded to take one with his steel hand.
Placing the cigarette in his mouth,
he selected a match from a box,
struck it on the box in his sound
hand, and lighted the cigarette, hold-
ing the lighted match in his steel
hand.
A second man, using his artificial
hand, grasped the hand of Sir Henry
and shook it warmly. The third,
whose arm was amputated above the
e1boW, picked liamputated needle from the
table with a small pair of dissecting
forceps, Afterwards the mon gave
an exhibition of turning aura filing
metal and wood drilling with a 'sensi-
tivo. bit,
`fhe motions of these wonderful ar-
tiflfial,limbs. arc controlled, through
straps and cords, by movements of
the muscles of the chest Mid baela,.
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f a�ttrra
Women of France Do Work of Iiorse and Ox.
The men are either fighting or in captivity. The horses and oxen havo
been taken away by the retreating enemy,' The brave women have to take
the place of the horses: Their courage and entrain are wonderful.
This is thehmost remarkable photograph of this kind received from
France since the war began, -
PLAIN TALES
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OF DL
HOW EIGHT MEN HAVE WON
THE VICTORIA CROSS.
Daring Deeds Which Earned For
Them the Most Coveted Decora-
tion of the. British Empire.
Like the wildest tales of fiction read
the stories of how eight men recently
won the Victoria Cross for remarkable
deeds of daring on the western front.
Where thousands of men are doing
more -than their duty every day it is
difficult to single out those who are
more courageous or who take upon
themselves greater responsibilities
than others to a sufficient degree to
merit this honor from the King. None
could doubt that these eight men de-
served it.
Lieutenant Robert Grierson Combo
received the honor for conspicuous
bravery and for the effect of his ac-
tion upon his men. Steadying his
company under intense rifle fire, he
led them through an enemy barrage
and reached his objective with only
five survivors. Procuring a sack of
bombs, he himself set the' example for
what men remained to him, inflicted
heavy losses on the enemy, managed
to collect small groups of survivors
from other units and finally managed
to capture the company objective, to-
gether with eighty prisoners. He re-
peatedly led his men in charges upon
the Prussians, driving them before
him, and was killed by an enemy
sniper while personally leading his
bombers. It was. entirely due to his
courage and inspiring exa-:r:,; that
the position was.eassaimTY;'obtained and
held:
Charged Single -Handed.'
Company Sergeant Major Edward
Brooks was fortunate enough to sur-
vive the fight in which he won the cov-
eted decoration. He was in the sec-
ond wave of an attack. Seeing that
the first wave had been checked by a
Prussian machine gun in a close posi-
tion, he leaped from the ranks of the
second wave, charged the position
single handed, killed one of the gun
crew with his revolver, another with
his bayonet . and drove away the
others. He then turned the weapon
against the Prussians and later car-
ried it back to his own lines.
Sergeant Albert, White also won the
Cross for his action against a machine
gun. crew, although he deliverately
gave up his life in doing so. An at-
tack had been ordered. Sergeant
White knew that a certain machine
gun, which previously had been locat-
ed, was almost certain to check the
advance. 'Without instructions from
any one, when the charge was ordered
he dashed directly at the machine gun
position, drawing its fixe. He fell
riddled with bullets, but so fierce and I
sudden had been his onslaught that a
whole drum of ammunition was prac-
tically expended,. and before the ma-
chine gun could be made effective'
again his companions had avenged his
death and destroyed the crew.
Attacked With Baygnet.
Corporal Edward Foster won the
Cross for action against intrenched
machine guns in a village street, Dur-
ing an attack the advance was holdup
in a village by two Prussian machine'
guns, entrenched and strongly pro -1
tected .by wire entanglements. Cor-
poral Foster, who was in charge of
two Lewis guns, succeeded in entering
the trench and engaging the enemy
guns, but one of bis own weapons' was
lost. • Foster went forward alone and
bombed the Prussians who had cap-
tured the weapon, regaining posses-
sion of it. ' Itis men joined him, both
Lewis guns were once more turned
upon the enemy and the Prussian gun
crews annihilated. The advance was
then pushed borne successfully. I
Corporal Julian Howell won the
Cross before the eyes of 1115 entire
battalion. Seeing that a strong party
of the enemy were likely to outflank
the battalion, Howell climbed to the'
parapet of the trench and, exposed to
rifle and bomb fire, began pressing
back the enemy along the bottom of
the trench. When his bombs were
gone 'he attacked the Prussians with
his bayonet. When he was sbverely
woundedenough time had been gained
:for the battalion to press on, safe'
from the flank attack. The corporal's
action, witnessed by all the members
Of Isis command, so inspired the men
that the heaviot t fire from rifle and
machine guns failed to check them,
Saved Several Lives.
Lance Corporal James Welch also
won his Cross via the machine gun
route, Ile first entered an enemy
tarn iedin
trench and killed eine man, stampeding
g
four: others with his empty revolver.
After a run afros the opon ho can-
tered them„thein returned to his inn -
thine gun, which ho maintained in
operation for mare than five houze, re-
peatedly going out in the open expos=
ed to close range fire to search for;
ammunition and parts which he could
use to replace worn pieces of his- own
weapon.
A private may win the Victoria
Cross as easily as an officer or a non-
commissioned officer. "Tom” Dresser
did it by carrying important de-
spatches from battalion headquarters
to the front line trenches, although he
was severely and painfully wounded
twice on.the way.
Private Jack White also won the
Victoria Cross. He was a signaller
n
and with other men of his company
p Y
was crossing a river on pontoons. The
two pontoons ahead of his were swept
by machine gun fire, and every man
on his own raft except White himself
was either killed or made helpless by
wounds. Unable to control the pon-
toon, he leaped into the water and by
means of a length of telephone wire
towed it back to shore, thereby saving
the life of an officer and several men,
whose wounds were treated in time to
prevent their dying.
WORDS OF WISDOM
Fear is more contagious than most
diseases, and more fatal.
The amount of care we give our
health will be a measure of our loyalty
to our nation.
I If you know anything that will
cheer and encourage others, tell it.
• If you know anything which will bring
trouble, sorrow or pain to another,
!keep it to yourself. Never let it pass
Iyogg lips.
If turning the grindstone is such a
good thing, pass it around. Don't
keep one boy or even one hired man at
it every time. Even the best of
things gets to be a bit tiresome after
a while, .... .
Never let the little chap see you get
mad and "slat things." Sooner than
you think he will slat things, too, and
it will be embarrassing to explain to
him why that isn't the thing to do.
It is easy to tram a child in the lit-
tle courtesies of life if we commence
in time. Never take anything from
the baby's hands without saying,
"Thank you." Never allow a child to
leave the table before his elders with-
out saying, "Please excuse me." Teach
him to give the best chairs to the old
folks, and begin early to train the
.boys to raise their hats to their elders
and to women. If taught these things
from babyhood, they will bo done na-
turally and without awkwardness.
Do you know the boys whom your
high-school lad calls "our crowd"?
Is it •a crowd of Manly, truehearted
boys or is it a crowd that your laddie
would better not know? To be sure
about these things, invite the "crowd"
to your home, even if they are noisy
and track in the mud. Find out
what kind of boys they are by personal
contact. It is better to be safe than
sorry.
It is true that we like a person not
so much for what they make out of
themselves, but for what they make
out of us. And it is true that the
person who makes us feel at ease,
who draws out our good points and
helps us hide our defects, is the per-
son we like to be with. The critical
person, who laughs at us if we make
a.mistake and brings our defects into
prominence, is the one we avoid as we
would a pestilence; for such people
keep us in a .state of nervous dread
and make us appear worse than we
really are.
• There is something 'wrong with a
man who'won't smile back at a baby,
He -is not to be trusted if ho can not
see anything winsome and sweet about
the innocent creature.. The fellow
who "despises kids" has few friends
nor does he deserve any,
The task which we despise to -day
will some ` day be viewed through
misty tears of regret. To -day the
children cling to our skirts andimpede
our progress, and wo think, "If only
they were grown and out of the way";
but in the future when this ,wish is a
reality we may, say with tear -dimmed
eyes, "If they were but young again,
all babies, how glad I'd be. They
were all mine then, and those were my
happiest days." Bygone days are
always bright, so let us store up hap-
py memories as the days glide by.
If you feel yourself fitted for high-
er things make yourself conspicuously
useful in your present place. When a
person is wanted for some position
of honor and people begin to look for
that person, they will find you tower-
ing high above the rest. The beat
preparation for higher things is to
perform' your every -clay duties faith-
fully. No matter if your work does
seem like drudgery, 12.you c10 the b
you can it will fit you for a higher
position.
An ideal combination in a friend t r or
comrade is to be at once spirited and
adaptable; adaptable enoi(glt to fall
Iu with one's moods, and spirited
enough to hold independent opinions,
It is estimated that already the
herds of Europe have been dhninishecl
by 28,000,000 cattle, 54,000,000 sheep
and 32,000,000 hogs. An accelerated
increase in the diminution of moat
animals must take place in Europe
from month to Month as long as the
War lasts,
., ;ant : _
HUN CARD PARTY
SOON DISPERSED
THiULLINf APl;`ENTURI} 131 A
CANADIAN.
Visit to Hurylaad In Broad Daylight
' With a Piesent in the Shape
of a Bomb.
When we peered over the edge of
the trench; judge our astonishment on
seeing half -a -dozen Buns having a
quiet game of cards;
• You know the boys are (always
eager, for a bit of sport, writes Pte.
Robt. Norton of Prince Edward Is-
land. Well, the day came round, and
the recite of us .selected for the job
set out under an officer who was a
top-notcher at this sort of thing, and
we trailed out behind him as full of
goodspirits and confidence as need
be, A matter of several hundred
yards we had to go, or rather crawl,
It was "snake in the grass" all the
time, or, rather, rats in the shell -hole;
but through all the craters and past
all the little rises of earth we crept
successfully, and soon we found our-
selves, breathless and expectant, at
the very gates of the enemy.
We had a "breather" for a few min-
utes, during which our officer, al-
ways first and_foremost in anything
of the kind, did a little bit of scout-
ing on his own. We saw him vanish
for a little and waited his reappear-
ance and his signal in a state of sup-
pressed
n
pressed excitement. A moment, and
the signal came—frantic, joyful! We
moved up.
And then over'the edge of the poc-
ket's parapet we scrambled stealthily
and looked over. And what do you
think we saw? Half -a -dozen Huns
having a quiet geme of cards!
Out For Live Fritzes.
Astonished! That's a mild terml
We were almost as paralyzed as if
disaster had overtaken us. And the
Fritzies wereabsolutely oblivious of
our presence. It was up to our officer
to decide the next move. We simply
left it to him. He didnt hesitate, but,
my word, he was a cool customer the
way he went about it.
I saw him unsling a bomb and wait.
We were in a fever by this time. The
card game went smoothly on, and
just as one of the Huns was about to
finish it with, I suppose, the German
word for "trump," our leader rose,
and hurling his bomb, shouted: "I
go nap!"
Lord, what a scene! The crash, the
smoke, the yells, our rush into the
trench, the startled, smothered curses
of the Huns, the hurrying back over
the parapet, the lightning escort of
the captives to our lines—it was, all
over, neat as a ninepence, in seconds!
Oh, yes, there's an explanation of
how we managed to get any Huns at
all after the bomb was thrown. The
officer knew what he wanted, and he
knew how to get it. We were out for
live Fritzies. It was not worth all
the rehearsals and risks we had un-
dertaken to merely wipe out half -a -
dozen Huns. So, when he flung his
bomb, he flung it wide, more to scare
the card party than anything else.
Some of them got a chip or two, but
nothing serious. They got over their
sores, I fancy, sooner than they got
over their astonishment, judging at
least by the looks they gave us be-
fore they were handed over to the
power's that be. I guess they thought
we were uncanny chaps, and no mis-
take. Anyway, we'd succeeded.
A Battle in the Air.
One day we witnessed a thrilling
air fight. It was during, the time we
were fighting the Hindenburg 'rear-
guards in the retreat, and were hur-
riedly entrenching, or, rather, adapt-
ing a captured trench at a point where
they intended showing fight. Sudden-
ly there came swooping towards us a
huge German aeroplane, with its
great iron cross painted big and black
upon its wings.
That was a devil of a moment. We
were sure he was out to clear our
trench, and, instinctively, we dived
for cover. A second or two passed.
Not a bullet had fallen. What could
have happened? I took courage to
look up, and, to and behold, right be-
hind the German machine was a Bri-
tisher! A battle in the/air; And .a
great one, too.
We had recovered our fright by this
time, and were fascinated by the
spectacle. The German was only a
few hundred feet from the ground,
the Britisher a little above and be-
hind him. The Hun made a dizzy
swoop clown to what seemed a few
feet of the earth, straightened out,
and flashed' upwards. Tho Britisher
kept steadily on, firing all the time.
We could hear his gun rattling out,
and although we could not, of course,
see the bullets striking, we could see
the Hun planes actually becoming tat-
tered in front of our very eyes.
What a riddling that chap got,
and yet how he squirmed and soared
and dived.., All to no purpose. Sud-
denly one of his wings folded up, and,
with a swirl, he dropped to earth. The
British slid over him very low, and
then, evidently satisfied, climbed into
the heavens. And that was all.
One bigargument in favor of farm
scales is the dishonesty we have to put com
up with when men e along to buy
old iron, rags, papers and suck things
when we have no scales of our own.
Maybe those fellows have scales that
will weigh right, but do they weigh
right with them? Bad enough to be
cheated out of our hide, but we like
to have a little bit of the meat left
on our bones.
Contentment Is a virtue as long as
it is not overdone; but there are
people who overdo it. They sit down
oontontedfy, letting their fence cor-
nets fill up 'with bashes and briers,
their buildings fall into decay, Choir
land wes11 away and theirdebts ro-
main unpaid, just because they aro
eontoirt to let thliigs be so, When olio
dos one's very best it is well to be
contented with what one trim, but con.
tenttitent that means indolence, is a
bars 'elate,
GUNS OF FLANDERS'
HEARD IN ENGLAND
ECHOES REACH A PEACEFUL
PILLAGE CHURCHYARD,
Wafted Over White -Capped Sea Sin
the Faowor-Seented. Summer Air
,of Old England.
Forty miles north of London; three
miles from is railway -in a village
churchyard.
Such a little church and so old, with
the escutcheons of early squires on
the exterior of its chancel arches and,
half -hidden by rose tree and creeping
vine,' an open grating coming up a
foot or two above ground so that the
knights and gallants and their dames,
Sleeping beneath the altar these many
hundred years, may not want for the
flower-scented, summer air of the Old
England they loved.
Beyond the churchyard, a paras, a
lake, a deserted mansion, says an
English writer. Famous Canadians
have gathered and planned here, but
now their host is gone, their hostess
from the far -away western north gone,
too. Of their line one is busy with the
empire's troops, another asleep among
the empire's •fallen, well -befitting to
the blood of the patron of Strath-
cona's horse!
In the distance the eye can make
out the deer, as innocent of "food reg-
ulations" as the regal swans in the
lake near -by. Then fields and woods
limit rho_vision.
But not so the ear—
there is a soft, ceaseless rumble, ever
so far away, but ceaseless. Listen!
The Evening Prayer.
"Clang" goes the church bell!. It
must be evensong. I tread gently over
graves of whose dates -the stones still
standing tell us tales, for storm and
time and decay are more than match
for the chiseled epitaph. Within, one
woman and a tiny boy and the vicar—
adding to the usual prayers those for
the anxious and afflicted and for the
brave soldiers of His Majesty King
George the Fifth, and all his Allies to
the end that His Kingdom may come
end the Glory of God be not forever
mocked! '
The classical tones of the vicar's
voice fill the tiny 'aisle. The woman's
low voice answers indistinctly 'with
the responses. Occasionally she pats
the child's fuzzy hair to keep him pa-
tient. In:franc of the pulpit hangs
the village "Roll of Honor," some
thirty names, with "R.I.P." written
after nine of them! Against the wall
is a brass plate proclaiming the pat-
rons of the parish back to the eleventh
century.
England's Sorrow and Her Strength.
Sunlight, rose and blue and yellow,
streams through windows blazoned
with coats ofarms whereon it was
not then thought unstylish to display
the "bar sinister." Grave, crowned
heads of Edward the Third and Mar-
garet of Anjou gaze down from either
side of the chancel arch.
My elbow touches the, edge of the
font, There it All is, birth and life and
death, age after age. The congrega-
tion of one praying for her husband
at the front, her hand affectionately
on the shoulder of the next genera-
tion; the vicar christening them, mar-
rying them, burying them—now
touchingly in earnest, quite oblivious
to the emptiness of the pews, thinking
of a boy in blue afloat and another in
gray overseas. A perfect England in
miniature, with its age and its glory,
its sweetness and • its breadth, its
richness and its care, its sorrows and
its strength. "Amery!" I tiptoe out-
side. The gentle southeast breeze
carries the perfume of cut, yellowing
hay, and it also carries, still, that
ceaseless rumbling, faint but cease-
less, very distant but very real.
Echoes From Flanders.
It is a•splash of crimson—the vicar-
age garden—more like a picture than
an actual, live thing—bowers of roses,
arbors of roses, clusters of them by
the thousands, all on a background of
green bushes, green trees, with one
lofty, magnificent poplar sentinel over
all. The wonderful northern twilight
is just beginning. Occasionally, miles
away, a freight train disturbs the far
odge of the silence, fainter and faint-
er as it threads the valley towards the •
sea—the North Sea.
"Do you hear them?" asks then
vicar.
"Yes, all day. Are they on the
coast?"
"We thought so at first, The coast!
is only forty miles away. But we
know, now, because they never seem
to stop, Day and night they go,
They've been going now for a week or
more. It must be woll over a hundred
miles. Listen now!"
For a few seconds the rumble seem-
ed louder, more angry; then died away
again to its steady, muffled murmur
of hell, as the vicar remarked, in
tones almost 0f awe.
"Just think of it, Even from here!
The Guns of Flanders!"—H.J.L.
Thb'°Farmer and His Spruce.
We ha tioen preaching eonserva-
tion until our utterances have become
prosaic, says a writer in Canadian
Forestry Journal. Settlers in a' new
country could not live,on spruce that
had no value. They must till the soil,
so perforce did burn tine forest, their
fires, of course, spreading in devasta-
ting ruin. And now, paper has risen
to a price commensurate with the
value of spruce, so that the owner of
standing timber is spoken to in com-
mercial terms affecting his per.•sonai
wealth, and be he farrier or lumber-
man, the conservation of his spruce at
so much per cord has a meaning more
forceful and obvious than all the
polished phrases of our most ardent
conservationists.
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THE DAY OF
THE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN
"USE YOUR EYE AND YOUR
BRAIN," SAYS BRITAIN.
New Watchword of British Nation; on;
Frightfulness is Discarded and
"Three B's" Are Used.
British military authorities are con-
vinced that the day of the superman
has arrived, and that the part he is
to play in ending the war and regene-
rating the world cannot be over-esti-
mated,
A representative of the Associated
Press, who was permitted to visit a
great training school as the guest of
the Foreign Office, obtained an insight
to the remarkable change brought
about in the British viewpoint during
the past three years.
"Use your eye and. your brain" is
the new British watchword, which is
being instilled into. the British youth
with all the force at the command of
his superiors.
' Wo are training our men to believe
in themselves," said the General com-
manding the school. "Each must not
only feel that he is better equipped
physically and mentally than his an-
tagonist, but he must be able to de-
monstrate it. That is the lesson wo
have learned from the world war."
As the average Britisher• is natural-
ly a sportsman, his games are being
made to play an important part in his
training. In shooting, bombing and all
the various arts of warfare these are
proving invaluable to him.
"I have been very much impressed
with the fact that most men who are
prominent in our games distinguish
themselves at.the front," declared the
General. "They are keen, thoughtful
and clear-sighted and for that reason
become the best fighters."
The "Three B.'s."
Unlike the armies of other bel-
ligerents, the British are discarding
what are termed weapons of frightful-
ness and instructing their young man-
hood in the -use of what they are
pleased )to call the "three B's"—the
bullet, the bayonet and the bomb.
"Experience Inas shown us that the
rifle and bayonet aro the bast defen-
sive weapons with which to arm a
man," asserted one official. "If ho lies—.•
the proper physical and mental train-
ing and knows how to handle his rifle
and his bayonet, he is certainly the
match, if not the superion, of his ad-
versary."
With a single eye to their task, the
British have established elaborate
systems of trenches wherein the
young men are taught every conceiv-
able method of present-day warfare,
Young officers and others recommend,
ed for promotion are regularly'
brought back from the front for inten-
sive training of from ten to twenty
days, so that they may return to the
front and instruct their respective
units. In this wny, the British argue,
their men never become "stale" and
are ever tit and ready for any emerg-
ency.
The message the British word
part to their American allies was sum-
marized as follows;
"Train your young men to be phy-
sically and mentally strong; train
thein to think for themselves—make
them supermen, in the modern se::sc
—and lira world will be made safe for
democracy"
THE 'PERFECT ONE.
She loved three men in her lifetime—
Her father, her husband, her son;
And one she considered perfection,
Now which do you think . was the
one?
Not her husband, of course. Though
she loved him,
To her womanly eye it was plain
That he had many faults and short-
comings;
And often they gave her great pain.
Not her son. She excused all his
foibles, J
But ne or h 10ss knowew them as such
.
Indeed she oft fancied his failings
Were what made her love him so
much.
'Twas her father. Though others
might flout him,
The daughter 110 blemish could sae;
And often she wondered why other
Men weren't so perfect as he.
The rattle tick •alone is said to
cause more than $200,000,000 loss
each year
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