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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1931-11-12, Page 2Sala a Orange Pekoe is a bless + fresh young leaves• !E What New York Is Wearing BY ANNEBELLE WORTHINGTON ga sae Fog -Drip Explains Fabled Rami Tree 1132 In open country- a wet fog may drift across a tract of land and deposit Illustrated Dressmaking Lesson Fur- little if any water on the ground. nishera With Every Pattern When, however, such a fog drifts against trees or bushes the Ieaves and twigs catch a large proportion of the fog droplets. These run together into larger drops, which fall to the ground. The process is called "fog - drip." A considerable amount of at- tention. has been devoted to it in re- cent years by meteorologists and in certain places measurements- have been made of the amount of moisture thus deposited. The classic experiment in measur- ing fog -drip is that of Dr. R. Marloth, who exposed two rain -gauges on Table Mountain, South Africa, one in the ordinary way and the other with a number of upright plant stems attach- ed to it in such a way as to catch water from the mists and clouds float- ing over the mountain. Daring flfty- six days the first gauge caught only about four inches of water and the other one nearly eighty inches. Measurements made by F. Linke at the Taunus Obsere atony, Germany, showed that during continuous fog more than twice as much water was. deposited on the ground under trees as in the open. T. II. Means has re- cently described similar contrasts on the hills back of Berkeley, Cal., where fogs drift in from the Paciac nearly every day in. summer. The water forms puddles under the trees while the ground away from the trees re- mains perfectly dry. The study of frog -drip has had the interesting result of removing from the realm of fable the story of the "rata tree," described by many early voyagers as growing In the island df Ferro, the most westerly of the Car naries, where it was said to provide an ample supply of water for the in- habitants in the absence of rain Per - When you study this smart frock, you'll see it's really very simple to fa- shion. It's stunning too. Diagonal seaming emphasizes the smooth fitting tPlls,e .e _4333s°zi`d8itio-z utg,-uz .one.. an dorms the skirt. It's su thoroughly wearable in dull black supple woolen, the smartest idea for town -wear. Crepe satin, fiat crape canton -faille crepe and wool -necked rayon. voile are' exceedingly lovely ideas for its de- velopment. Style No, 3068 comes in sizes 16, 18 years, 36, 38, 40 and 42 inches bust measure. Size 36 requires 3 yards of 89 -inch material with 13 yards of 1% -inch lace and i2 yard of 18 -inch contrasting. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name ar_d address plain- ly, giving number and size of such patterns as you want, Enclose 20e in stamps or coin (coin. preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson Pattern Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto. Woman (to artist) : "As I walked through the woods I beheld a glorious sunset—flaming, gorgeous colors, bril- liant light effects, Nature in all her magnificent array. It was like look- ing at one of your paintings!" Artist: "Yee, madam, Nature is catching up." ro is a mountainous island, rising In the interior to a height of nearly 5,000 feet. One of the most plausible accounts AS the .r .^max e# ha. known 31a. clic ' garoa - or holy tree"—is found in a sixteenth century work by the Franciscan friar Juan de Abreu de Galindo. The tree, he says, grew at the top of a steep cliff which termi- nated a narrow valley or ravine fac- ing the sea and exposed to the pre- vailing easterly winds, Every morn- ing a cloud or mist from the sea drifted to the upper end of the valley. Here it was stopped by the cliff and its moisture gathered on the thick leaves and wide -spreading branches of the tree, whence it dripped during tree is said to have been blown down the remainder of the clay. The famous by a storm in 16-12. Little Things 0, glad am I for little things, For little feet, and little wings. For mossy enst in hollow root, For footprint of a midget foot. For soaring Iark above the corn, For running wagtail on the lawn For Iapwing in a windy sky, For curlew's solitary cry. —Robert 16, Hey. --.----- ter,-,.. kiere are the NEW Christies Cream Crackers X©u'II be delighted with these light, flaky, crisp wafers. Serve Christie's Cream Crackers at any meal, Or between meals — they're delicious. a JIM TF By 1 111ustr<ii SYNOPSIS': RobertaAntrim lies just . x• word of the death of her unr,i Antrim. She reads the meesagq Latham, an uncle -in-law with wl makes her home, and to Glenn. a suitor whose suit is not pro any too favorably. ii CHAPTER IL— (Cont'd.' "Nonsense, Uncle Bill, He's Ot course he is, There's. a careless youth in this telegra I'm surprised that you have looked it, He is very hazidson raven -black hair and white to is abaci six feet tall, 'etas sinal and feet; and sings:, and pTa, guitar under ladiesr ;widows. he greets a lady he.bows ova hand and kisses it, oh, so light respectfully! I adore man like, Glen. Hackett fidgeted unto ably. He knew he vas under fl from ambush. However. to try a chance shot. ever meet you, Robb;;, he wo doubtedly fall in love with you, of course, you'd tease him on, 1 mere joy of the conquest, and: he awakened to the tree state fairs his love would turn to 1, and he'd tuck you away in. the cemetery with your late Uncle;, "That's right, Hackett. A gi,.' play fast and loose with her 111 ' sweetheart. They have their Wiyan trained down there and lead tlzbein the way they should go. I wisll'w l= guenes had informed us who ,pied' Cock Robin. He merely says it•-ai r'a cowman." "1 wielder if he got hitt?" aoF to murmured. "Does it matter particularly?'-e.or a reason he had riot even tri to analyze, but which had been bolas+ of a subconscious resentment of thetas who had made it possible to inte,et Jaime Miguel Higuevs into Bo' eta Antrim's thoughts, Glenn Ha -ett spoke. Ten thousand cunning iuip- peted for an instant from Crooked Ell's old eye "No, he didn't get hurt --at least, not very badly." "'A : "How do you know?" Hacker' de manded, and Roberta 'looked a -,,der uncle inquiringly. of d d, 'aha len f- : CEd sal rl't • "I don't know. I just feel Did I ever tell you that I an the. seventh son of a seventh -son andd;that 1 was born with a veil?" 4'. "No, you did not,•ard this glhe first I have heard of it." Roberta challenged, "I believe you kitow *Ile Miguel Higuenes" •tt e "I couldn't make an affidav4, to that, Roberta. I cannot recall hating met him or even heard of` hint 'so "That's why'_' he's e sled Orooked Bill," Hackett informed her`. "I'm not at all mysteycoui'. be old rascal protested. "I know you're not, Uncle Bill. You're perfectly obvious, but you adore appearing mysterious." And just then the butler enteted to annui:nce dinner, "Better reconsider your, demean and break bread with "its,"‘ Crooked Bill t:rged their guest. "Yes, do," Roberta pleaded. "Thank you; 1 think. I shall not." Then to the butler. "Harms, will you be good enough to get my hat and coat and telephone the garage for my car?" When Glenn Haekett's cai,:'hed roll 1 ed away down the irivewliy, Crooked I Bill turned to his ward. "Round two for little Bright -eyes. I'm placing my money on the red." "Who," the girl demanded firmly, "is Jaime Miguel Higuenes?"' "I don't know, honey. I can only suspect, and some day Pll verify my suspicions and tell you." "Please tell me your suspicions now, there's a, dear," and Roberta smiled her most coaxing senile -mid put her arms around Crooked Bill's neck. "Ab," he murmured, "a mkt can struggle along under a mystery but it drives a woman crazy. A moment ago you stated I adore being mysteri- ous. Honey, I'm an old man with only you ami nay love of appearing mysteri- ous making life worth the living, so I'll not tell you what I suspect and you are perfectly powerless to drag it out of me. Moreovdr, you've treated that boy scandalously, because he's much too fine a young felioW, to be accorded the same treatment the sprays of sweet clover you're been ac- customed to, have received at your hands," "Don't scold," Roberta pleaded. "Then don't try to pry out of me things I cannot tell you." 1 "For two cents," Roberta threaten- ed, "I'd go down to Dos Algodones and investigate Jaiio Miguel Higuenes personally." "If you do, you'll get the surprise of your sweet young life, my dear," Roberta's brown eyes dented. No- body knew better than, Crooked Bill how she cherished surprises. Figur- atively speaking she would swim a muddy river if a surprise awaited her on the opposite shore. , f "I think I should go down #o uncle a Tom's funeral," she suggested, "I'm t the last of the Antrims and it would C be rather indecent of me le permit strangers --and not very vii,pnthete' strangers, I fear -.-to bury ,aim," I Crooked 13111 was always praetical, t; ,.sabbath ealm lay upon the ha- cienda,of Don Jainie Miguel Hivetines; lerd of the Rancho Valle Verde, notwithstanding the fact that it was not Sunday. The splash of water in a fountain, the occasional complaint of a distart calf Lulled, rather than dis- turbed, the half -formed dreams of the temperamental Don Jaime, where he stretched in a long chair on his cool, red -tiled verandah and gazed out through the arched entrance of his patio toward the distant, blue, serrat- ed hills where the United States of America ended and the Republic of Mexico began. The smoke from a fragrant cigar curled lazily around his dark countenance, from time to time he reached forth to the little h,ble at his side and helped himself to a sip from a highball. "I wonder," thought Don Jaime presently', "what is going to became of the Higuenes family." The problem proving too much for him, Don Jaime did that which all of •his race do with the utmost ease and without preliminary notice. He fell into a gentle slumber. And while he slept a man on a honey -colored horse with a dark stripe running the length of his backbone rode up to the ha- cienda entrance, dismounted, dropped his reins over his horse's neck and strode stiffly through the arched en- trance and down the flower -bordered gravel walk to the verandah. Observ- ing Don Jaime at peace in the arms of Morpheus, the stranger removed a full cartridge belt, with two pistols, and hung his armament on one of a row of huge spikes driven into the adobe wall of the house. Quietly he drew another 'chair alongside Don Jaime., disposed his tired body in it, sighed, caught sight of Don Jaime's highball, which was at least three- quarters present, helped himself to it and drank slowly and with much appreciation. "That's good liquor.,," he murmured, setting down the tall glass. "You bet your sweet life that's goad liquor," Zion Jaime murmured, with- out troubling to open his eyes• "Who ate you?" "Wake up, you lazy greaser, and see," the visitor retorted. f "Now that you speak in your nater- I ally loud, vulgar and irreverent tono 0 NQUEROR NYNE filen Dean coven if mysterious. "I wouldn't do that, honey. I'm af.-rid Uncle Tom wole't keep until . you get there. l; 'ho,ve,never Beard of ice or undcrtait. 04 -in Los Algodones and as for her- metically sealed caskets, there just ;aren't any. I have a friend dowa there, however, and I'll wire him to ,Attend the obsequies and send bowers ,for. ,you and a wreath of cactus for Xne." "WIiy have you always disliked Uncle Tom so?" "Because you're his niece, not chine, and he's never showed the slightest interest in you, except to send you five dollars at Christmas and am your birthdays; because I staked tlid'unlioly wretch in the cow business and he sold out the cows, refused to pay the loan, went to Mexico where I couldn't collect and set up in the sheep bu.iness; because he was ornery from irtli and looked it; because, from the day I married your aunt until the day of her death Uncle Tom grafted o';? me on the strength of the fact that I was a relative -in-law; because it was his nature to approach every proposi- tion in life from the side or the rear, never from the front. Your father was not what I would call a mental giant, Roberta, but -he was kind and .amusing and on the square, whereas your Uncle Toin was a throw back. a black sheep." "Every family has them," the girl defender. "Well, honey, you haven't yours any morel" The following evening Glenn Hack- ett, having recovered marvelously' from .his indisposition of the day he fore.,, „culled for dinner. "The bank givelOthe man Higuenes most flatter- ing recommendations, Mr. Latham; he announced. "He has plenty of cash and worldly assets and his rec- ord is clean. He is known as a man of honor and can be trusted implic- itly." Crooked Bill nodded, as if this re- port was not a,.matter of surprise to him. Hackett resumed: "I cannot go to Texas to attend to this natter of yours, Roberta. It will be necessary to engage a lawyer down there to handle your affairs there, and I suppose Higuenes can direct you to a good one. I imagine you will have to proceed to Los Algodones immedi- ately, and I suggest that when you do you provide yourself with a birth certificate and affidavits proving your relationship to the deceased" "I shill start to -morrow," Roberta' decided, and added maliciously: "I can ha lit t- wait to meet that adorable .Jaime Miguel I3,igeenes!" ..a,a --tee.. 1 voice I recognize you. I do note have to look" Don Jaiine spoke per-! ect English, but the faintest clipped cant denoted it was not his mother ongue. Re added in Spanish; "Wel- ome to my ram. house. It is yours. ririr;c " I .i, t Isz JL; i -',1 For all the MI Delicious with crackers or bread , , Nourishing in salads . , ..ideal For flavour ine cooked dishes. Every. one can enjoy Veiveeta „ . "It's digestible as milk itself". Family „ Kraft's Delicious Cheese Food N Made in Canada Made by the makers of Kraft Cheese and Kraft Salad Dressing Th ., St Lawr nee If there is a river anywhere haunted by old ships and old adventurers, sure- ly It must be .the St. Lawrence. I am quite sure that there are still summer nights when ears delicately attuned to the things of long ago may hear the sweep and splash of Viking oars, or late sunsets when they catch the rus- tle of Basque sails, lowering for the night. There is no doubt whatever that there are still echoes of the old songs of Normandy and Brittany as they were sung from sea -washed decks, and even lusty tunes that came from Devon with Saunders' sea dongs. Of all Canada, the lands lying on the shores of the St. Lawrence are the most characteristic. Nowhere in the world can these river -born towns and cites be duplicated, for they are the essence of the spirit of this great river. On many counts the St. Lawrence can claim to be exceptional. Its very volume is overwhelming, its beauty full -of variety and surprises, its tradi- tions romantic and inspiring. Ships may travel a thousand miles eastward and a thousand miles westward and still beupon the tributary waters of the St. Lawrence. Montreal is a sea- port, and one of the greatest in the world, yet it is on an island in the St. Lawrence, far, far beyond even the salty perfume of the sea. The river thrusts itself like a spear head far into the continent, with Moutreal upon its tip. Here from the shores of the St, Law- rence -went the discoverers of the con- tinent, LaSalle, Du Lhut, Marquerette, LaVerendrye and their kindred spirits. The river has a personality and it has impressed itself upon its people. The valley has been the cradle of the Canadian people, a kind nesting place Seiner tlios,,,iio,,,in eionegr days, had the ad iral,e cross 'tell§; staa; ° teallait and untried lands, or tboY'se who sacrificed everything but their loyalty let the re- volution of the American colonies, and trekked north to live under the flag to which they had been born. More than a dozen generations have used the broad river as a highway to adventure, and from the metropolis to the tiniest hamlet that clusters in the fold of a hill each and all have taken on some- thing of their character from the river; Blodwen Davies, in "Sague- nay." "There are two ways of meeting difficulties; you alter the difficulties or you alter yourself to meet them," --Phyllis Bottome. Hills The hills I love are ordinary hillse With common lanes where comrnoilt cattle pass; But sunlight like the April daffodils Lies on their slopes and gilds thrsi pasture grass, And when at dusk the weary harset climb Out of the valley, with the scent. of loam feavy upon them, neither song nor. rbyine Can catch the joy of hoofbeats: heading home. Tile bilis I love hold barns and shedol and houses, Old orchards wilt gn.iried Seek -noel further trees, A stony field wherein a cross rang browses, Yet I am happier—happier far_ -1 with these Than any wealthier and wiser I Could be with. monntalns reaching} to the sky. M. H. nroeily. in the New Yorlc Times. Peace Perched upon the muzzle of a cannon\ A. yellow butterfly is slowly opening and shutting its wings. —Amy Lowell, in "Selected Poems.' If it wasn't for love, hate would be'• an unknown quantity. going, anyway HE modern Miss needs no "time out" for the time of month. 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