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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1919-06-19, Page 6• Used irk Millions of: Tea..ots Daily Its Intrinsic gcsdness in. Tea 01,1a1ity 0 makes it the most Elec.:IA=11gal in. Use Ben • Keeping Ants From the Home. Nearly every one is familiar with ants and knows something of their habits, structure, mode of living, etc. They vary in 'size from the tiny red ant that is so frequently found in the kitchen and pantry, about one - sixteenth of an inch in length, to the large, black carpenter -ant that lives in decayed stumps or old timbers. They occur in all parts of the world from the dry and arid deserts to the damp tropical forests, and from the torrid zone to the arctic circle. The housewife goes to the pantry, some summer's day, to get some cake and finds that the frosting is covered with tiny red ants. Further investiga- tion reveals them in the butter, sugar and running all over everything ap- parently. Sometimes it is the larger black species which carried its love for sweet things to the sugar bowl. How am I to get rid of them? It is, of course, useless to try and kill them one at a time, like "swatting the fly." The first step is to take everything out of the infested place, clean every- thing, burning papers, and throw away or clean out any infested foods. Any foods that are likely to attract this insect like cake, bread, sugar, meat and similar substances, should be placed in ant -proof metal contain- ers or set over a dish of water in which the ants will drown in trying to get at the food. The source of the colony should be located. If it be under the floor or in the wall the liberal use of carbon bisulphide will soon 'kill the queen and attendant ants. An old wood -box may be the seat of the trouble or its nest may be in the ground near, the back porch. In using the carbon bisulphide care must be taken that no light or fire is near, as it is very inflammable. If ants like the sweet things in the cupboards one of the best remedies IS to mix one part of tartar emetic with twenty parts of extracted honey. Syrup may be used in the absence of the honey. Put this in small saucers and place where the ants will have access to it, but where it is inaccessible to the children or household pets. If the ants are grease eaters use grease instead of the honey in the same proportions as above. If ants are troublesome in lawns or in the garden, where they are building their nests, they can be killed even more rapidly than in the house. Drench the nests with boiling water or pour into them a small quantity of kerosene or coal oil. An- other method is to inject bisulphide of carbon into the nests, the quantity of the chemical depending upon the size of the nests. After this fluid has been poured in, the entrance to the nest should be closed by a blank- et or inverted Pan placed over it in order to retain the chemical. The fumes of the bisulphide will pentrate slowly through the underground channels and kill the ants. , Child Laborers. Does the compulsory school at- tendance law protect children from heavy work and long hours in the fields? There are interested and vigorous school officers who do their best to enforce the law; but even at beet the period of attedance requir- ed is meagre. There is always a loophole through which children may be piped to work. If Canada is to be a country of healthy and intelligent people, both parents and children must realize that school is better than work for children until they are sixteen. It is quite true that "the more you learn the more you'll earn." Most of us think of the, farm as an ideal place, and no one can ques- tion the wholesomeness of much in farm life. But we have learned that it is not wise to take it for granted that all, country life in Canada makes a child happy and healthy. It must be admitted that too much farm labor interferes shockingly with the child'e schooling, overtaxes his strength, and impairs his future usefulness. Again—The Fly. With Germany disposed of, Out thoughts can again turn to the at- home problem of disposing of that ever-present menace—the fly. The swatter—to be sure, no house is home without a fly swatter and a baby and where there's a baby there ought to be two swatters, one for father and the other for mother to use. Poison—any and all kinds, but it should be kept high enough to be well out of the reach of children and domestic animals. I insect powder is used be careful not to scatter it about the room and then close the doors, forgetting Dickie the canary. Birds are very susceptible to any- thing that shuts off their supply of pure air. Tanglefoot—plenty of it.. Hang the kind that comes in rolls from the gas jet and if sister runs against it and carries the ball off attached to her backhair, never mind. You are waging a great war, and who can stop to think of trifles. The kitten may wrap herself in it, to her terror, and father maee sit on the sheet you have laid, for just a moment, in his favorite chair, but it catches flies as well, and that is the real issue. Formaldehyde --that is *perhaps best of all. In an old saucer put a mixture composed of ten parts of formaldehyde, eighty-eight parts of water and two parts of sugar in the centre of the dish put a small sponge and set where it will not be disturb- ed. The flies drink the mixture and die almost immediately. With this as with all other poisons be very careful to keep well out of the reach of domestic animals, children and careless people. It's the fly you are after. Love's Labor. What have I done to -day, now let me think, I haven't read the book should have read; I didn't make that call on Mrs. Brink. Nor spend the youth -restoring hour in bed. Nor massage out the wrinkle in my cheek, I didn't bake the fruit -cake, but may -be I wrought as well—I sang my son to sleep, Close cuddled and content upon my knee. What have I done to-day?—I missed the Guild And quite forgot my shopping trip to town; My music rack with treasure amply filled, I left the cover of my organ down. I didn't sew the new flower on my bat, But son and I played marbles on the floor, And there was virtue quite as much in that Perchance than though I had ac- complished more. What have I done to-day?—now let me see, I've put the paltry things from out ray soul, I've mothered Laddie and he's played with me And we've been happy; making that my goal. I've learned why God, creating hu- man kind Made Mothers to be guarded safe from harms, To train a baby's active, eager mind, To hold a little lad in loving arms. JEWS. *Chosen People" giijoy an Average Longer Life Than Any Other Race, A marked distinction between the Yew and his neighbor is his longevity. This ifs attributed to the strict dietary laws of the "chosen race," and to the frequent ablutions Which their re- Tigiotts ceremonial demands. It is a truly significant fact that those Jews who abstain from eating pork are practically free from cancer. Apparently, If the Jews know how to 'accumulate moneg, they also know • • • • • ••• how to preserve good health, for they enjoy remarkable Immunity from con- lubiPaarl; Clialerte and typhus. In 1548, when the Blank Death was rag. lug throughout England. the Jews Were exempt from the Plague. Jews are, of course, subject to the ordinary ailments of life, but they can boast of an average longer life than any other race. Among the Jewish community it is not uncommon to hear of a co -re- ligionist who has "topped the con. tury." Ask for Mina:ed's and take no other. A PR TIC, By C. A. STEVENS:: Practical' jokes all belting* ,,to the same somewhat disreputable family; they have a way of causing real trot ble when you expect something quiie. different from them. The old squire used to say that it was better to avoid them altogether, ' and we agreed with him after a certain inci- dent that occurred in March, 1S'70. Addison and I were getting out bird's-eye maple lumber from one of the forest lots of the old farm to de- fray school expenses. The lot was five miles from the farmhouse,' • and we camped out there in the woods for ten days, with one helper, a young man named Asa Doane. A younger brother, named Abner, was working for the old squire on the farm. This Abner, then about twenty years old, and very bright in his own conceit, had been much given to playing tricks on Addison and one, as well as on his older brother, Asa. While we were up there at the lot we killed an old bear that had just emerged from her, winter den; and when we left the camp we hauled the carcass home on a sled. It was after dark that evening when 'we reached the farm; the barn chores for the night were done, and the folks all in the house; through the lighted windows we could see them in the sitting room—Theodora reading a story and the rest listening, Abner Doane among them. "Shall we call them out to see the bear?" Addison asked "No," said Asa, with a glance in- side. "I know something better to do. We'll play a joke on Ab with it. He has to go out early mornings to feed the cattle, you know. Let's put this bear in the barn where Ab will run on to him in the dark!" Addison and I had no objection; and so, going quietly through the yard, we opened the barn door easily, and after some thought selected as the most favorable place the narrow passage that led from the wagon house to the 'barn floor. There we propped up the old bear so that she appeared to be standing on her hind legs. It was not very light in the passage at any time of day. That done, we went in to greet the folks as usual, had our supper, and after chatting for an hour retired to bed—leaving things nicely fixed, as we supposed, for Abner! But as we might have mistrusted, the cattle in the barn soon smelled the bear, and shout twelve or one o'clock two or three of the Jersey cows that had calves in a pen from which they were separated began a low, distressed lowing. The plaintive sounds roused grand- mother, and after listening for a time she waked the old squire and told him ehe feared something was wrong at the barn. The old gentle- man was now getting a little deaf and, being tired from the day's toil, persisted in falling asleep again. Grandmother, however, grew anxi- ous for her Jerseys, and at last, ris- ing quietly, lighted her bedroom candle and went to the kitchen to get the barn lantern. But as it chanced, the oil in the lantern had burned out. and ,so she went on in her slippers with her candle, picking her way out through the wood house and wagon house to the passage that led to the balm floor. 'There was a slight draft here °that flared tier candle. To shield, the blaze she plac- ed her hand in front of it, and that, of. Course, prevented the faint light from shining ahead; 'but she knew the way well. In consequence, the dear old lady ran squarely against that bear be- fore 'she saw the black object there in the dark! It frightened her nearly 'to death, for she felt the creature's shaggy hair on her hand and aim; in fact, she stumbled against it! She scream- ed and turned to run back, dropping her candle, which, fortunately, went out; but in the dark wagon house she ran into a pung that'stood there, bruised herself severely, and bumped her forehead against one of the sup- porting posts of the floor, raising large contusion that showed black and blue for a month afterwards. Finally, she got back into the house and had just strength enough left to wake the old squire again and say, "Joseph, there's a bear in your barn!" when down she fell in some- thing quite like a faint, from which the old gentleman had no little ado to revive her with the bamphor bot- tle. The moment she had regained her wits she exclaimed again that there was a 'bear among the cattle. "You must be mistaken, Ruth!" the old squire said to her. "You've had a nightmare, I guess. You have been walking in your sleep." "No, I haven't, Joseph!" she cried. "You must go out—but take the gun and you will have to fill the lantern." Wholly ineredulous, the old 'squire filled the lantern and went out, but when lie recalled the" passage in the barn floor he stopped short and beat a retreat. For he had caught sight of that old bear, standing up there large as life! Rushing back into the house, he came upstairs for our old army musket. It was the noise he made on the stairs that waked Addison and me. "Something is wrong below," Addi- son said, for we plainly heard the sound of a ramrod driving down a ball cartridge. With that 'we rose in haste and, going down, came upon the old gentleman in the act of cap- ping the gun. "Cramp, what is the matter?" we asked at once. "Boys, there's a bear in the barn!" he exclaimed in considerable excite- ment. Addison gave a shame -faced look at me—and then of course we made a clean breast of it. As a, rule, the old squire wee very patient with all our youthful follies; but this time he wag angry. His faded blue eyes snapped. For a moment he said nothing, then set the musket carefully away and remarked: "If studying Latin and going to school are teaching you nothing bet- ter than to play pranks on your grandmother at dead of night, you had better hire out on a farm! And now one of you hitch up and go get Dr. Danforth. I am afraid your grandmother is seriously hurt." Fortunately for our peace of mind, the old lady's injuries did not prove serious. And that Abner Doane slept through the whole of it and came down smiling the next morning! Don't Look For Flaws. Don't look for flaws as you go through life, And even when you find them It is wise and kind to be somewhat blind And look for the virtue behind them, For the cloudiest night has a hint of light Somewhere in its shadow hiding, It is better far to hunt for a star Than the spots on the sun abiding, The current of life runs every way To the bosom of God's great ocean, Don't set your face 'gainst the river's course, And think to altar its motion; Don't waste a curse on the universe, Remember it lived before you, Don't butt at the storm with your puny form, But bend and let it fly o'er you. The world will never adjust itself To suit your whim to the letter, Some things must go wrong your whole life long, And the sooner you know it the better; It is folly to fight with the infinite, And go under at last ha the wrestle, The wiser man shaeies into God's plan, As the water shapes into the vessel. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Up To You! It's a glooniy day, a tomby day, A blue and dismal rainy day, A sad, forlorn and tearful day, If you would make it so. A lonesome day, a sighing day, A cheerless and a Crying day, A "what's the use in trying" day— It's up to you, you know. 'It's a glorious day, a happy day, A joyous and a buoyant day, A merry, laughing, snappy day, If you would make it so. A brilliant day, a sunny day, A rare, a fair, a funny day, A "good for snaking money" day— It's up to you, you know, The ex -Emperor William II. was the first king of Prussia who ever lost his throne. PRAYING BY PROXY Government of India Safeguards Native Religious Customs. Praying by electricity is practiced by the Buddhists in India. The pray- ers, written on long paper bands, are wrapped round a wheel, and each turn of the wheel is equivalent to one repetition of the prayer. The pious native believes that the greater number of revolutions of his prayer - wheel the better will his prayers be answered, and he either turns it by hand, or lets the wind or water turn it. The watercourses of India are now being harnessed for the purpose of producing electricity, and but for the thoughtful care of the Government the native would be deprived of one means of turning his prayer -wheel, especially in the hot weather. The Government, to overcome this difficulty, and safeguard the religious customs and traditions of the natives, compels the electric companies to equip the wheels with motors, and supply the necessary current to turn them during the dry season. This is to be done free of all charge to the natives. Beware of the Plano. To the curriculum of elementary schools, particularly those -in rural parts, might usefully be added instruc- tion on the habits of aeroplanes, says a writer in the London Daily Chronicle. ,It sometimes happens that a pilot, ow- ing to engine trouble or mist, is oblig- ed to make a forced landing. Any children in the neighborhood take it for granted that he is doing this out of the kindness of his heart for their entertainment, and flock to the spot, prepared to give him'n warm welcome. In that tase his choice is between a slaughter of the innoeeltiand a ash. The young• idea should be impressed With the knowledge that an aeroplane is a thing to flee from unless it is at rest on the ground. Keen Minard'a Liniment in the house. A COLOFiE,GD, SOLDIER'S FEAT. ' Won Renown by Stoppine a Getan Raid Slngle-hended. 1 Standiegaaff a German raiding parte f',l not demand the liatfiest lightint of tee whr, but it called for quick afc ion and, in the experience of one colored soldier, a struggle against' tremendous' 'Odds, Wifen-Sergt, Johnston of the 309th U.S.-InfantrY, who wears the French war cross, landed in New 'York he told the, following story to a report- er of the Evening World:' "You see, it was this way," he be- gan, "I Was on' Poet with, Needham Roberts. Along 'bout two o'clock I said to myself, 'I hear some enlepite of them wires out there,' and I called Roberts, but while he was a-comin' I I reached down and slid the lid offen a box of hand grenades. He didn't come; I so I pap 'em in a row up in front of I me. "They kept on snippin' my wires, and I let go with a grenade. Then I grabbed my rifle and let go with thir- Ity-oPe clips of bullets. Some German Millets come flyin' back, and I yells down to Roberts, 'Better come on 'up here! Every Dutchman in the woods is out here, and Fm goM' out and take flat "Roberts rushed up, but he went right down, shot in the hip and through his arm. I was suah tossin' out dem hand grenades, boss, but Roberts, a- fumblin' with his arm, got in my way. 'Get on down in youali hole!' I yells to him. 'Pass me them grenades and git away from malt feet, And pass 'em quick!' Then I grabbed mall gun and was a-pumpin' it to 'em when the thing stuck So AI les' jumped up and started after 'em with malt gun, a-swingin' it hard and heavy. Soon as Ah cracked a few it busted up, too. "Alt didn't stop to ask no introduc- tions et excuse 'myself, but jet' sailed in, a-grabbin' out malt French bolo, when malt gun went bad. One yelled in English, 'Oh, that black brute has got me! Rush him- Rush him!' "'Yes, you -all rush me and sure try and git you!' I see to myself. I saw one guy that looked like a loot. n'at and I made for him, Boss. Ah was a-gaoin' strong and such made 'em step some. But then some Ger- man got me down on mall knees, when he done whanged me with the butt of his gun. Whew! it suet'. hurt, but Ah jes' kept on a-grabbin' one and tossin' him right over my shoulder, "Ale guess that row musta lasted a half a hour before they got relief out to me. Ah was pretty well mussed up, and so was Roberts. But the Mtn- nel took good care of us and kept me with the regiment, and Ale knowed Ah had tried hard to be a good soldier, so Ali was happy." UNIVERSITY KINGSTON, ONTARIO ARTS Part of the Arts course may be covered by correspondence. MEDICINE EDUCATION APPLIED SCIENCE Mining, Chemical, Civil, Mechanical and Electrical Engineering SUMMER SCHOOL NAVIGATION SCHOOL July and August. December to April 20 CEO. Y. CHOWN, Registrar. ree„—ereeea-aleeeeei... Alligllides.. pritili for prices. TORONTO SALT WORKSI, G. J. CLIFF • TORONTO V t 0: 1 Can be prenbi:4ed•at a OoM of 2g-pigrerotesa with riming Egg Preserver SIMple to' tun; a child can no' er a. 4.4st rob et on. Guaran- , ed. to", keep ieggs fresh for no“ *Oahe ant langen A. Sea 'bon'orill do 'ad dozen eggs Get it from your dealer or send Fie:eine Egg Preserver Co. 1643 Craig at, M. Montreal A Ready Explainer. "Tommy, your head is wet. You've been in swimming against my orders." "No, pa. i was just standin' on the bank watchin' the other boys when that little Tompkins kid did a, 'belly - buster' an' splashed me." "Then, why wasn't your hat wet?" "I had it in my hand, pa, famine myself." "Umph! I guess P11 have to make a lawyer out of you, son." peed 0 Cy --s7 2' PR() SEE THIS! IT'S O4 CL '4,44 AND EA S AND IS A COVERDIEN1 RAM 'W. Cl...A,,,arrmit riErtvimilmitEmiimmimizef brings City S-yles to Country Homes Shoes enable women and girls on the farms to wear the same smart summer footwear as their sisters are wearing in the cities. --.Fr'r Shoes are restful, comfortable, and carefully made for sturdy wear—and their low price enables 'you to have several pairs for the price of one pair of leather shoes. There are also 8'Por Shoes for men and boys, for work and play, for every member of the family. Ask your dealer for 1'0 Shoes. The name is stamped on each pair. 21 '..Dr TO FAIR PflANCE WHENJOAAMY SETS OUT ON THE FINAL HOME TRIP. A .Happy Little Sketch of, a Daily In- cident,,l'Over There During Demobilization. gavete 11,. i'ttnlhner' eusl tto ht ril.• nr call,eor1bd blow her r waYed. 'off Small' boys who to' the open-air trailer, and stung along the footboard fez. fares. "Partes?" she inquired, noticing the kit of a couple.oPlalialti- men, as she fieikfeorthen,,de'ffahinPaPer ticket from her file "Oui, Angleterre; cand no return thisia coppers, time!" repliled one, Pasaing over h • "Compree?" asked his companion. . "OM, oul," said Mam'selle, putting the money in her satchel. "C'es t good- bye, n'est ee pas? .1 They nodded, and Maneselle, who has learnt to adapt herself to all things and ail pemiles, smiled at them understandingly, us she went on to other fares. Down the straight familiar Route de Caen they rode, quietly taking their last look at the drab little enburb, pon- dering on the times they had walked that llong road to camp after missing the last tram. Bareheaded girls and women were busy at their morning purchases, buy- ing from the stalls and shops, walking along with their laden string bags, through which peeped the long, flat French loaves, the inevitable lettuce and bottle of wine. Along the Old Road. Here and there beneath the budding branches, a returned pollu walked :arm -in -arm with a girl, while a few Cyclists wandered in erratic fashion anywhere they listed on the broad pavement. • Familiar little cafes were passed, partially screened from passing gaze and dust by trim, little privet hedges growing in long, shallow boxes on the pavement. "La Barriere! La Barriere!" cried Mam'selle, on reaching the iron gates that span the road where sits the gen- darme who scrutinizes passing vehic- les, occasionally demanding to view the owner's papers. "You off?" cried a voice from a pass- ing lorry 'to the two soldiers in the momentarily stationary trans. "Yes. Thought you went last week!" "So I ought. But you know what it is—" The starting of the tram drowned the "So long!" that was shouted, but failed to drown an argument in which everyone shrilly declared their views on the Russian situation. One stout lady passenger pointed the morning headlines of "Le Journal" to the Tommy sitting next her, shrug- ged her shoulders, dropped her hands hopelessly, rattled off leer opinion, and then raised her brows at him inter- rogatively. A Parting Gift. "Oui, oni, madame!" he agreed quickly, seizing his kit as the train crossed the bridge of the Seine, with its waters dancing in the sunlight, its multitude of ships and barges. Mam'selle had her eye upon the two home -going ones as they prepared to ali'g'Yhotu no come back, good -luck!" she said, all in one breath, smilingly proud of her English. "Good-bye!" they said together. "Souvoneer!" added one of them, quietly slipping some Chocolate into ‚her oc ,haa. bn yd e. "Merci, moral!" said Maueselle. G She stood on the footboard. one of the most typical figures in France. clasping her scarlet packet of choco- late, with something wistful in her sharp -featured little race as she watched the departing couple. The driver called impatiently "En route! En route!" shrilled la petite Receveuse, promptly blowing her whistle. WOMEN "BARGEES." One of the Many Wartime Tasks of Englishwomen. Among the jobs women are relin- quishing with sighs of regret is that of bargee, says an English newspaper, Last summer many a girl bargee was to be seen on our quiet canals, skip- pering black barges over the 300 -mile course between Hayes and Liverpool. Only the very lucky ones will be do- ing the same this year. An average day's run is about SO miles. The full 300 -mile trip is thus accomplished in ten days, during the whole of which time the girls live on board, steering and managing the boat's cooking, seeing to the cabins, and looking after themselves general- ly.• As a. rule the barges work In pairs, one towing the other, and four girls to a team. Men are strictly taboo, Sometimes the front boat is fitted with a motor -engine. Sometimes all the hard work is done by a horse. The birthday ower for June is the honeysuckle. The Greeks are reaching out more and more into the merchant trade of the rich Levant, and their own trade development in Greece will be huge. Canada ;has a glorious opportunity here for exporting, the Canadian Trade Commission believes.