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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1926-09-02, Page 61110.4.0S yeareawimor Try GREEN TEA T74 when you want a change. ltes delicious. SIMPLE LINES ASPIRE TO HONORS. Here is the type of frock the well- dressed woman loves—the kind of frock that day in and day out serves her staunchly and with smartness. Sparing of trimming, it has a sim- plicity of which you will never Aire, and lines that were chosen to make those who are "not as slim as ',,hey used to be” Iook their slenderest. The dress opens at the centre front under a row of buttons from neck to hem and has a collar to be worn high or turned back in revers, while the long, plain sleeves are finished with tailored cuffs. No. 1333 is in sizes 38, 40, 42, eep Young with Your doctor will tell you the old-fashioned wash -day is one of woman's greatest foes. Strained backs, ugly hands, jangled nerves and short tempers—all come from the everlasting rub -rub -rubbing on the ancient washboard. The modern way is to let Rinso do the work. Change the hard work of washing to just rinsing. Simply dissolve Rinso in the wash -water, put in the clothes, soak for 2 hours or more and just rinse. Let Rinso do your next washing. :'dada by the makers of Lux. Change washing into fast rinsing ng I$8UE No. 30—'26. 44, 46 and 48 inches bust. Size 40 re- quires 4',¢ yards 89 -inch, or 2% yards 54 -inch material, with a4 yard cone trasting color for collar, pocket and cuffs. Price 20 cents. Many styles ofsmart apparel may be -found in our new Fashion Book. Our designers originate their patterns in the heart of the style centres, and their creations are those of tested popularity, brought, within the means of the average woman. Price of the book 10 cents the copy. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS:, Write your name and address plain- 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 Ades laido St., Toronto. Patterns sent by return m'ai'l. Shops. I like the people who keep shops, Busy and cheerful ' folk with friendly faces. They handle lovely things—bulbs, seed and flowers, China and glass and gay -backed maga- zines,_ Velvet and satin, foreign 'elks and laces. One keeps a stall that's good to see, Of nuts and fruit the morning sunlight dapples, With dewy green things fresh from country gardens, Tomatoes, bloomy plums and flga In baskets, Melons and pears and red or russet apples. The ironmonger charms me, too, - With wholesome things of house and ground for selling, Rakes, hoes and spades, tin ware and tacks and hammers, And shining lamps that wait for kind- ling fingers, A pleasant place for converse, good, clean -smelling: To serve us seems their only aim, Asking our wishes, quick to crave our pardon, And yet I know in each of these shop people. There dwells ao 1 u s withdrawn n from us, elusive, The shop can never know—a secret garden. How ran we guess who sees them so, Behind their counter's', writing down our orders, The hidden glades of thought, the fair surprises That Ile without our reach, the blue horizons Stretching for them beyond their peaceful borders? --W. M. Letts. Dickens's Last Letter, a De ' nl I of Irreverence, Sells for £40. The last letter Charles Dickens ever wrote has been sold at auction for £40, a figure much below what was. expected. The letter, dated "Gad's Hitt Place, June 8, 1870," is addre esed to John M. Makeham, who had,com- plaioed that Dickens was thought to have been guilty of irreverence in Lsome of his books. Dickens wrote in reply: "It would be quite inconceivable to me hat for your letter that any reason- able reader could possibly attach a Scriptural reference to a passage in a hook of mine, reproducing a muoh- abueed figure of speech, impressed into all sorts of inapprap•riate occasions, without the faintest connection of it with the original source, I am truly shocked to find that any reader can make the mistake. "I have always striven In my writ- ings to express veneration for the life and lessons of. Our Saviour, because I feel it, and because I rewrote that his- tory for my children—every one of I'tvhom knew It from having it repeated to tents long before they could read and alnieet as soon. as they could speak; lint I have never inade procla- mation of this from the housetops." How to Foil Auto Thief. Many cars are fitted' with a battery ignition system in which the distriub- tor arm is removable. By removing this arm, the car owner makes stealing his vehicle possible only by towing it away or by Rtting another distributing arm. The arm may be removed tame- ly by unclasping the distributor cover to which the wires are attached, It usually happens that there is only one way fu which this arm will fit, so there need be no worry about replacing it, Underneath the Embankment Gar (lane, Lo'nd'on, is a subterranean lake containing water 12 feet deep. Minard's Liniment for toothache: THE WAX LADY his share of the job you did tonight, he says you have both figures in your possession. Surely yocan prove it - by letting us come upstairs." "Deeet •'e talk beautiful,"` said the t little man, "But that's what we want, Jim; and we're going up." "I'm sure you're welcomely' said the black"mustache, 'nervously eyeing my bulk. "Come up and see." Rather surprised by this friendly reception, we went up to the first floor, where a so -calked sitting room was oc- cupied merely by a table and a chair. Here burnt another candle. This was reinforced by a fire which still burned well in an old grate. Though'the light was scanty, it was obvious that •, here. nothing was - concealed. In a corner stood half a doen petzrol tins, Which showed that these experienced burglars occasionally used a car. The little man went up to them and tapped them disconsolately. This yielded no- thing. "Now then, Jim," he said,' "I know you. Where 'ave you put there?" He nodded'' to the door: "Got 'em' under your bed, I suppose." "I assure you . " "Oh,.. " he nodded to me "'Ere, you keep .an eye on 'fin." The little man trotted into what must be a bedroom, while the black BEGIN HERE TO -DAY. A novolist, seeking nocturnal ad venture, loafs one night upon a bench in Hyde Park, London.' Coming` to ward him he sees ,a little man carrying a huge bundle on his shoulder. " A Victoria Gate the man is challenged by a policeman, curious to know the contents of the bundle, At first the little man is impudent but finally tells the policeman heis on his way to his barber shop in Acton the Sack he has a wax figure of a woman. Out of curiosity the novelist follows the mar, to learn whether he is speak frig the truth. Wlien the man turns into n d:rectlon opposite to the route to Acton ho challenges him. The nov- elist offers the man five pounds if he will report with him to the police ata. tion. He notices that the man's' finger nails are stained with machine oil. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY, "Guv'nor, this' is. a do. There's no- thing more to be said but to. go 'ome. And I'll leave this lady 'ere. I got no feelings for 'er." He raised his foot to kick the gure to pieces, but I stopped him: "Don't do that. After all, she's rather pretty." Guv'norl" shouted the little man. "Not so loud," I said. "I got another idea. I was the first to go. I don't think I made a mistake? Them other figures I told you about was on the floor. My young woman was on the table. Didn't think of it at first. Guv'nor, I couldn't 'ave made a mistake. There's something else. Guv'nor I got a feeling that I know what's 'app•sned: when I wasn't look- ing, my mate picked up one of them figures off the floor and put it on the table instead of mine just after I'd done. And off I went with this 'ere bargain. 'E stayed behind to clear up, as 'e said, and 'e's walked off with the who'1e of the swag. The— I did not speak for a moment. This seemed quite possible. My man would not have made a mistake such as this. He was still grumbling: "Guv'nor," he said, feelingly, "the worst about our profession is thereain't no'onor in it. But I'll get even with 'im." "What are you going to do?" "I'm going round to 'ave a chat with 'int. I'm going to bed now, but I'll see 'im to -morrow morning, I will." "Why wait tin to -morrow morning? Isn't that a bad plan? How do you know be won't sell the stuff to -night?" "Guv'nor," said the litre man, "I don't know what your occupation is, but you're wasted in it. Off I go to Marylebone this very minute." III. I followed: we were becoming friendly, we two; besides, it would be well from my point of view to discover where the other man lived. We were fortunate enough to find a taxi, which the little man prudently insisted, should drive us to the Grand Central! Station, out of which, after a moment, we emerged to turn toward the north, making for some menu streets. When we reached the place, we found it in! complete darkness, Only one light burned in the window opposite, from which came the sounds of a violent quarrel. The street stank of diet; de- caying vegetables were rotting in the gutters. While I was reflecting that the wages of crime is not necessarily opulence, my companion was pains- takingly engaged upon the bel of a particularly mean looking' and untidy little house of only two floors. It was not answered for a long time, so much so that I suggested to myfriend that his accomplice was not at home. Ile sniggered at me, having cast up an eye and seen a curtain twitch. Besides, ha knew what hi was doing: I per- ceived a rhythm in the ringing; he made up a .rattle tune, which I could not follow. After ten minutes the door opened to reveal a pian complete- ly dressed: I realized that here was a prudent fellow, This man looked more gently bred. He was tall, very thin, had a large black mustache and sorrowful eyes. ?,coking over the little man, he con- ' sidered me with great suspicion. "It's al: right, Jim," said the little man, confidentially. Ile jerked his thumb toward me: '"h`zs all right", The black mustached man let us in, closing the door behind us, In the light of a single tapir, ire looked frightened. A:so, at once, the,tone of my.conipanion changed: "So there you are, you—swine," he remarked, conversationally. "You're the — who done your mate out of 'is share of the swag. I didn't think you'd ;let me in. Expect you was frightened of what I'd do to you in the morning." I "I don't know whatyou mean," said the black mustache in an educate ed, cockney voice. "Look at 'Im," said the little man, derisively. "Be'old the innocent child.' Mean to say, Jim, you didn't,+palm off an empty figure on ine while- you 'opped' it with both of 'em? Oh, you dirty — I've 'elf a mind to do for eu" I pushed past the angry man: , Nonsense. You don't want to hang for this, do you?" I addressed the b:welt mustache: "The position 18 that this man considers that you've stolen 1 Looking over the little man, he considered me with suspicion. mustache politely took the sack off the figure and stood it on the table. He remarked to me: "Funny, sir, what strange ideas men get into their heads." I took no notice of him, for I was curious to see what was happening. I looked into the bedroom, where my companion was striking snatches and swearing. Suddenly he gave a cry of excitement; I followed him into the bedroom;; over the bed was a curtained shelf. He had drawn the curtain away: upon the sheaf stood two waxen figures, apparently identical with the one we had brought. "Ah, the --l" exclaimed the little man, clutching at one of the figures. He came back into the sitting -room, clasping his burden, which he placed upon the table. "Got you!" -he remark- ed to the black. mustache. "And you shan't palm another dud figure on me." He pressed his thumb upon the waxen forehead where it ;eft a black impression. 'I': know it now. Well, I got no time to knock your 'ead off," he remarked to the black mustached man, who was leaning negligent:se against the mantelpiece. - "Now : ?' Ile had no time to finish, for as he turned to his faithless accomplice, the latter uttered a ery, and a burst of flame came out of the grate. I jumped back in affright, .for the fire, animated by wildness, was rushing along the carpet, making for my legs and•' the table. "Gosh!" cried the black mustached man. "We've gat nothing to put it out. Refer he said to me. "Quick? take itl"' He shovedathe figure into' my arms, pushing us out. Blind with fear, as the flames by unknown causes rushed' all over the room, we ran to the stairs and down. As we came out, I heard behind me the steps of the black mustached .man. lie was carrying something; at once he disappeared into the darkness., We ran together in panic, about a hundred yards. We should have gone further, but the figure slipped from my grasp, and with a crash scattered itself in fragments on the pavement. The little. man let out an oath as he grovelled asneng the pieces: no go:d! no diamonds! the figure was empty. For a moment we stood and stared at the disappointing sight, unable to understand what had happened. Then I began to gasp: "Don't you see," I said;'"the-fire was only a track to get us out. He didn't mind if he burnt the house. It's not his own; 1 suppose: While we were in the bedroom he un- did one of those petrol tins arid splash- ed it all over the floor. He laid a trail of Petrol and lit it. If: I' hadn't gone into the bedroom after you ..." "Oh, what's the good of talking," said the litt:e man, angrily. "'E's done us. But what' I want to know : . Why, Guv'nor! look 'ere!" Ile picked up a large piece' that wigs obviously forehead. "There's mythumb )nark." I smiled: "No. Don't you see that jest before pushing the figure into my arms, the `figure we.brought with us, the empty one; he pressed his thumb where you had,done on the forehead, and - he 'palmed upon ane the figure Ise had,'palrned on you before!" There was,a lcng.sLence. Then the little; pian summed up: "Guv'nor, in my profession you can't choose' your mates as you'd like to. I'm an engine ele'aner, I am, and no nonsense, about me. What I ought to 'ave told you, and I'd forget it myself, is that my mate was a conjuror." Another story of midnight adven- ture by W. L. George, ."The Poisoned Girl," will. follow after this. Excelling in Cedar. That much misunderstood but most heroic,of the prophets, Jeremiah, stalk- ed into the palace of King Jehoikim. It was a new palace, lined with cedar and decorated in vermilion. Neither Josiah, the king's illustrous father, nor David, his fleet ancestor, had lived in such a house: To build it an over- taxed people had beenburdened, but what was to be done about it? Jeremiah walked in and confronted the king and said, in: substance:' "You are a great king, an excellent judge of cedar; a potentate of paint and varnish. And while your brother is a hostage in Egypt and your people are trembling under the 'fear of inva- sion from Assyria you live here in luxury. You, do not deserve the throne; you do not deserve to be buried in the some soil with your. father. His excellence was in the sire pie qualities pf justice and piety. You deserve, when you dig; to be hauled out and thrown on the dump like a dead ass." Stinging words, brave words; we wonder how Jeremiah was able to speak then, and get away alive. And this is the hero who is often rensem- beeed only as/the vieeping-prophet!" We of this generation are excellent judges of cedar and v'ermilion. Our houses have electric light and steam heat, charming- furniture and decora- tions. •If these things make a people great, we are great. But that which really made the generation whose children we are was moral earnest- ness, arnestnese, devotion to duty, reverence for God, and the autbority of conscience. We can never afford to think lightly of these qualities. Cedar will give,place to black walnut, and black walnut to quarter -cut oak, and oak to mahogany, as fashions change; but there is just one kind of honesty and righteousness. "Did not thy father eat and drink and do justice and righteousneas?" Simple were his tastes, but he did not die a pauper; he had enough, and left an honored name. That tvas real success., London coneumes about 35 Jallons of waterevery day for each Zee of its population. 1 :_® INDUSTRY OF CANADA !ou Shoda„.0c47,,.„ THE AUTOMORRE After Every Meal It doesn't take much to keep you in trim Nature only asks a little help. 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Wine, 1600 Years Old, Discovered in Germany A bottle of wine, .reputed to he the oldest in the world,.is an attraction of the wine section in the Historical Museum of Spyer, Germany. This re- lic is more than 1,600 years old. It is a large Roman glass bott'le containing a mixture of wine and honey. The bottle was found In a grave dug in 300 A. D. The contents were sealed with oil, .o which in the course of many centurice las become solidified,thus preserving the Wine. egrefeeekeeezegasser Every Woman Deserves :S ne The SMP Roaster is a fine time saver. You put the roast or fowl in the oven. The roaster does the rest, bastes, roasts to. perfection. It roasts with very little shrlikage, thussaving dollars every year. None of the tasty meat juices are lost; all the rich 'flavor is retained. Besides you can buy cheaper • cuts, for it makes cheap cuts taste like choice ones. 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Though-, the automobile industry In Canada does not -yet occupy the 'Same relative position to"general' business in 'the Dominion as the activity • does in tte United States, it is nevertheless one of fast growing importance and , the production o'f automobiles has come to he a fairly significant tactor in appraising the general industrial situation: It 1s therefore gratifying to end that the industry was considerably more active in 1925 than in 1924, and that the: tendency has been carried pronouncedly into 1926. in 1923 ttie-il,utomobile ranked sixth among the- great industrial activities of the :Dominion,'and both capitaliza- tion and"the value of production have increaee'd since that .time, for the in- dustry is continually. expanding. _ Be- tween the years 1920 and 1924 the total capital employed • in Canadian automobile manufacture, overwhelm- ingly from the United States, increased from $53,906,506' to $60,766,866, and since 1917 the capital invested has been more than doubled. --With two exceptions in that period, due to the vacillations of post-war influences, the yearly growth has been fairly steady. The Year's Production. During the year 1925 Canada pro- duced 139;311 passenger automobliee and 22,075 motor trucks. In both these divisions the expansion is quite a con- siderable one onsiderable`one over 1924, when profile. Lion of 117,765 passenger cars and 481 motor trucks was recorded. Whilst the exact figures of motor .vehicle re- gistrations in Canada for 1925 aro not known yet, - it is definite that they showed a substantial increment over those of 1924, when 652,121 were re- corded, an increase over 1923 of 65,271, passenger ears showing' an increase of 58,798 and motor trucks 1;316. The apparent' consumption of automobiles in Canada in 1924 was 6,203 freight automobiles, 62,575 passenger vehicles and 16,172 chassis. • Though Canada ranks second to the United States in the per capita owner- ship of automobiles, :anti a heavy re- pineeenent is necessary every year, the '. Canadian automobile industry has been built up mainly with an eye to the export trade, particularly In 'se- curing the advantages of the prefer- ences in tariff existing _between the various constituents of the British Empire, This has developed at a very gratifying rate. In 1925 Canada .ex- ported 16,146 freight autos worth 85,- 250,002, in comparison with 12,772 cars worth $4,429,161 in the previous year; 58,006 passenger autos worth $27,794,7 884, in comparison with 43,833 autos %onth -22,080,232 in 1924; and auto parts to the value of $6,372,728 as com- pared with $4,992,049 in 1924. Exported. to Many Countries. Trade statistics show that Canadian motor vehicles penetrate into practi- cally all parts of the world and areto be encountered in the most unespect- ed places. Freight eutcmoblles,of one - ton capacity 'or less, sold in the ten months ending January, 1926, to the value of $4,430,313, move in greatest number to Australia,and then British India, New Zealaud, the Dutch Slest Indiee, United Ieingd'dm and. Straits Settlements. The cheeper'type of pas- senger car, sold in the same period to a value of $13,157,925, a ,substantial increase over the $8,257,016 of the pre- vious year, goes 1'n greatest number to SBritish India, Australia, British West Afrioa, Dutch West Africa, Dutch West Indies, New Zealand and Argentina,. A grade of car worth between $500'. and $1,999 sold in .ten months to -a value of $5,662,811, is taken in greatest num- ber by the United Kingdom, followed by New Zealand. Cars valued at aver $1,000, exported to a value of $4,261,- 000, 4,261;000, went in greatest volume to New Zealand, Germany, China, and. Dutch East Indies. • Automobile parts export- ed in the ten months ending January, 1925, hada value of 65,541,098, as con- pared. with $3,859,346 in the preelous year, •Argentina accounting for the heaviest share of this, followed by Australia, Brazil, United States, New Zealand, Straite Settlements, United Iiingdoni and Denmark. A Knotty Problem. ' hn or. andS, as she wassearch ,pretty, of herinfquestnsations wa not iiei vain. i "Captain," she said, " how fast can your stee,nei•go?" "Weil," replied the man with the or- nate cap, "last night we made about twenty knots en hour." "Twenty knots!'; she repeated, blankly. "And what did you do with them all?" The captain's face was one of, those pictures that tell a story, phut he-,en- swered promptly: "Threw then overboard." "Oh, fancy that, now!" she said. "What ,a waste of time! I thought you made thie sailors untie them the next day!,. The great majority of headaches are due to eyestrain.' In very many eases the sufferers are women. who oh • - ject to gasses because they regard them es unbecoming or as.a sign of.