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About the House
HER FATHER'S WORDS.
It was Martha's last night at home.
She had known of course that it would.
be hard to leave her father, even
though Aunt Ellen was coming to
keep house for him, but she had never
realized just how it would be till the
time came. It was queer how difficult
it was to talk; both were oddly silent.
Then the clock struck ten, and Martha
turned to her father.
"I—I didn't know that it was going
to be like this!" she cried. "I don't
feel a bit like a college girl, father.
I feel about five years old, and Lorne -
sick."
"I feel as if the world were coming
to an end," her father replied. He again purified for future cleaning in
was smiling, but Martha saw with a a very simple manner.
pang that he looked old. "I wish I For each gallon of gasoline to be
could say things, dear, the things that settled, dissolve two ounces of corn -
your mother would have said. I don't mon washing powder in a half pint of
know much about girls. Only I'm hot water. Stir this into the gaso-I
pretty sure of one thing. You may line while still warm—be careful to
feel strange and Ionely at first—a do this away from the fire, and pre-!
little country girl among so many ferably out -of- doors—and allow the
who have had all sorts of things; yet mixture to stand undisturbed for sev-
the real things of life are always the eral hours. Then, carefully pour the
same, no matter how the outward cir- gasoline into a second container, tak-
cumstances differ. Courage and hon- ing care not to disturb the water and
esty and kindness are current every- sediment at the bottom, and the re -
where. In theend, being sterling, covered gasoline will serve fpr clean -
they must win the things of biggest ing again.
value in life." In order to prevent the water and
"That sounds like you, father! I— sediment from entering the second
I'll try to remember," said Martha. container it will be necessary to sacri-
to let any berries drop. If any ber-
ries fall she must pick them up and
give them to the next player before
the passing can go on. In this way
the berries must be passed down the
line and back again. The side getting
all the berries back first wins.
A berry -stringing contest may wind
up the fun. The one who strings the
most berries in a given time is the
winner.
CLEANING GASOLINE.
Gasoline used in the dry cleaning
of garments at home is often thrown
away because of the dirt contained.
This can be removed and the gasoline
College was different from any-
thing that Martha had ever experi-
enced. In her high-school class there
DQRQTH Y gTtltL W ALSH,
Grouping Rooms..
The modern bride chooses the fur-
niture for her entire home as though
for a single unit. She realizes that
airs appearUnee of greater space w111
be given to her home if each room
is not made an Isolated portion of
tt. Tying the color schemes of two
rooms together is a simple process,
It consists of Introducing some of
the same colors into both. These
colors may play an unimportant)
part In one, but because they are
present in both the two rooms are;
brought into harmony. Each room
may need Individual treatment, but
instead of planning each of theirs
color schemes with no thought to'
the other modern decoration treats.
them as one unit. l
In to -day's sketch the artist has'
shown you the hallway in a certain; .
apartment. Because the living room}
beyond is of northern exposure ands
consequently is decorated in warm
colors the hallway repeats some. of
Its hues. But because the dining'
room opens into the living -room and
has green as its basic color the
sante tone also finds its echo In the
hall. Thu are all three rooms now
in relation to each other The walls
of the hall were made cream like
those of the living room. The por-
tieres are green as in the dining
room, the light shade orange is"
Similar to those used throughout the
homes.
4
Th.e Hidden Hour
CHAPTER
BY J. 'B.. HARRIS-BURLAND ----
XX.-(Cont'd,)
"Paint a portrait?" echoed. Mer-
rington. 'Oh, my dear Ardington, t
dont think I--"
"Oh, yes, you can, old chap, Any-
way, you must try."
"No, not a portrait, Ardington--I
thought I'd start on something else—
fice a small quantity of the gasoline, a landscape. I really don'tthink 1
but the movement of the water, when could face a sitter. I want to be alone
pouring, can easily be detected and when I work—just at first, .Arding-
had been nine girls; at college she was no difficulty should be experienced in ton. I couldn't do myself justice with through here again to -morrow on his
in a class of four hundred. Certain keeping the fluids separated. Sal soda a stranger looking at me all the time." way back to town, and he's going to
girls were popular at once—athletic dissolved in the same manner as the Ardington pulled forward a wicker call on me. Perhaps you would see
girls, girls with beauty, money or a washing powder also makes a good chair, seated himself by Merrington's him."
gift for leadership. Martha was only settling solution. Either solution side • end began to fill his pipe. "Oh, yes, Ardington—there would
should be thoroughly mixed with the
gasoline to obtain best results.
Herrington, and. I knew Mr. Merrieg-
ton was in the smokingm
roo, sir,
"Wel,; you'd better not masunder-
stand me again or you'll have to look
out for another situation. And please
understand this, Mr, Merrington as
an invalid, and be is to see no one
without my permission."
"I quite understand, sir, and I ask
you to be so good as to overlook it ,
this time,"
Arlington turned on his heel and
left the footman standing in the hall.
Detective -Sergeant Peters smiled ins1 but not a muscle of his face)
betrayed his thoughts.
"Why ;is Mr. Ardington so angry?"
he said to himself," and why is Sir
Alexander Bradney so anxious for
Mr. Merrington to paint his wife's
portrait?
"Ruth Bradney," Ardington re-
peated after a .pause. "Dark hair
and grey eyes—a very beautiful wo-
man."
", you have seen her?" queried
Merrington.
"Yes—once. But I have never
spoken to her."
"I'll` think it over," said Merring-
ton. "I don't want to talk about it
any more just now."
"Well, Sir Alexander is coming
one of the unnoticed ones.
When the question of class dues
arose Claire Jocelyn proposed twenty-
five dollars, end Claire had enthusias-
tic followers. Martha began to calcu-
late; could she afford to pay so much
as that? Then something caught her
attention—the dismayed eyes of a
plainly dressed girl whose naive she
did not know. For a moment Martha
fought hard; she to longed to be
among the girls who counted for
something in the class. To have any-
one think that she was queer and per-
haps mean might apoil her chances.
Yet that girl's eyes!
Martha got suddenly to her feet.
"Madam Chairman," she said, "it
seems to me that the only fair way
is to have each girl write on a slip
of paper the sum that she can afford
to pay. It isn't easy to say it out
loud sometimes, but we could all write
It. From the amount on the slips we
could strike an average. I make this
as a motion."
Martha's heart was beating hard as
she sant down. Then to her astonish-
ment her motion passed, and the dues
were finally put at ten dollars.
As they left the meeting half a
dozen girls stopped to thank her, and
suddenly Martha remembered her
father's words.
CRANBERRY GAMES.
Cranberries are as good in games as
in sauce. Be sure to use firm red
berries for the following games.
First a large glass of cranberries
is shown. Each child makes a guess
as to how many berries are in the
glass. The one who guesses nearest
to the right number becomes leader
for the next game.
The children sit in a row with their
hands laid together in an upright po-
sition on their laps. The leader, with
a cranberry between her hands, which
are laid together just as those of the
other players, goes down the line slip-
ping her hands between those of the
other children. Into one pair of hands
she slips the cranberry. When she
has finished she says, "Cranberry,
cranberry, who has the cranberry?"
The child who was farthest from the
right count in the guessing game must
guess who has the berry.
For another jolly game line the
children up in two rows having equal
numbers in each. Give the first child
in each row a handful of cranberries.
At a given signal each child passes
her cranberries to the next in line,
using only one hand and trying not
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"Sir Alexander Bradney called here be no harm in seeing Sir Alexander
half an hour ago," he said. "You Bradney.
know the man I mean, don't you?"
"Yes, the K.C."
Ardington was silent for • a few
moments while he lit his ipe. It
seemed,as though he were w r• for
some gleam of light to come int the
darkness of Merrington's memory.
"You know him," said Arlington
after a pause.
"Do I? Not personally."
"Well, anyway, you kr, ow his wife,
Lady Bradney. You painted her por-
trait just before your accident: Sir
Owing"
rto a mistake on the e part of
Ardington's new under -footman, Sir
Alexander Bradney was shown
straight into . the smoking -room,
where Merrington was alone. Mer-
rington, seated in a chair by the fire,
rose to his feet as he sawstranger
advance through the doorway. He
had been half asleep, and at the first
sight of that sturdy figure with the
massive head he did not realize who
it was. Then the footman said, "Sir
Alexander Bradney, sir," and Mer-
rington stiffened, bowed slightly, and
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He had left the window open when , --
Alexander did not like it. He --I said, "Oh yes, Ardington to d me. It
think h ought to tell you this, Mer- is most kind of you, Sir Alexander.
rington—he called to see you the Sit down, won't you?"
night you left London to come down The footman touched two switches,
here. He wanted to ask you if you'd and the firelight gave place to the
paint Lady Bradney again, and bright glow of electric lamps. Then
though he wouldn't pay you for the he drew the blinds and the curtains,
picture he didn't like, he was willing
to pay you double for the next por-
trait, which amounts to the same
thing, doesn't it?"
"Yes, I suppose it does," said Mer-
rington dreamily; "but really 'I don't
feel as if I could manage a portrait
just now, Ardington."
"Hadn't you better try, old chap?
You must make a start sonie time,
and the sooner the better, so.Trehorn
says."
"Ah, he thinks I might—might re-
member if I painted this Lady Brad-
ney."
No it's not that -not altogether
that,
4263. Figured percale was chosen
for this practical apron with rick
rack braid for trimming. One could
have gingham or cambric, or sateen,.
and made up the fire. He moved slow-
ly, as though he were an old man. Sir
Alexander said something about the
weather, and Merrington answered
him: Then Sir Alexander said some-
thing about the state of the roads,
and Merrington offered him a cigar.
It was not until the footman had left
that Sir Alexander asked
he had drawn the curtains, and he
had overheard most of the conversa-
tion between Bradley and Merrington.
But as yet he did not know the ans-
wers to the questions he had asked
himself. Perhaps he would never
know. It was his duty to report to
his superior officers and leave the so-
lution of problems to others.
CHAPTER XXI.
the room
after Merrington's health.
"Oh, I'm quite well," Merrington
replied. Your friend has told you, of
course, about the first picture.'
"Yes— I know, you didn't like it."
"I did not. I behaved abominably
about that, I'm afraid. I lost my
"No, it's
temper and :well, I destroyed the
Jhn Merrington pressed his hands Portrait."
to his face. "It's horrible," he said. Merrington smiled. "What was
"This darkness—I—I ought to make wrong with it, Sir Alexander?"
an effort, I suppose. . Is Sir`. Alex- "Nothing, I suppose. I didn't like
ander Bradney still here?" it, that's all. I'm no judge of art. My
"No, he's gone down to South Bar- wife liked it very much indeed. I be -
ton, He has a cottage there." haved like an ignorant fool. Now I
"Shall 1 have to go to London— want you to paint another, Mr. Mer -
back to my studio?" rington. I am willing to pay you flue
"No, no, old chap. Lady Bradney hundred guineas for it, ��
will come here."
The style is also good for rubber -
"No,
from London surely—day "Ardington said four hundred. "Did he? Well, I meant five hun-
after day?" dred. You see, I paid you nothing for
finished fabrics and for crepe. "No, she'll motor over from, South the last one."
The Pattern is cut in one size— Barton. It's only about twenty miles Merrington filled his pipe and lit
Medium. It requires 1% yard of 32
from here. Four hundred guineas, the tobacco.
inch material. old chap, and the work will do you all "If you don't like _ my work,"he i
Pattern mailed to any address on the good in the world" said, I wonder you- l
receipt of 15c in silver by the Wilson There was a long silence, and then "Please forget what 1 said," Brad -I
Publishing Company, 73 West Ade- Ardington said, "I've sent for your ney interrupted. "I only told you,
laide St., Toronto. Allow two weeks paints, brushes, etc., and I've ordered because I wished to be quite frank;
for receipt of pattexn: a canvas. You can have my studio. with you, Mr. Merrington. My wife
I'm going to take a bit of a holiday,' wants you to paint another portrait
Ruth Bradney was again at South
Barton. It was not so much the
warmth of that glorious spring that
had tempted her to leave London as
a desire to place herself beyond the
reach of danger, or at any rate be-
yond the reach of Lady Anne and
Bab Garwick. It was indeed the lat-
ter young gentleman who had finally
driven her to the peace and loneliness
of South Barton. The Garwicks and
Lady Anne had been asked to dinner,
and she felt that she could not face
them. She had pleaded illness and
had fled, like a coward, into the coun-
try.
On this Saturday morning it was
almost as warm as summer. She had
pulled a chair out on to the verandah
and she sat there in the sunshine,
without hat,' or even so much as a
wrap round her shoulders. There
was not a breath of wind and the sea
was a calm as the cloudless sky. To
the left of her she could see the wood-
ed cliffs of Folkestone, and to her
right the edge of the Romney Marsh
stretched out in a vast curve to the
beaches of Dungeness.
And it seemed to her that here, in
this quiet spot, was the only place
where she could find rest—where she
could get away from those terrible
pursuers—creations possibly of her
own imagination, but real enough to
strike terror into her heart. Fletcher,
Lady Anne, "Bob" Garwick—she saw
them all as puppets, and her husband
as the man who pulled the strings.
But here, in the sunlight, they
seemed to be very far away from her.
Somehow or other, when she was out
of London, she was nolonger afraid.
Her husband was coming down that
morning—he might arrive at any
minute. He had come down in the
middle of the week for a night and
the best part of the next day. But
she was not afraid of her husband
when he was at South Barton, and
while he was there she laughed at
her own fancies.
And when, later on in the morning
she heard the sound of his car she
was still not afraid. He came out on
to the veranda and kissed her and
said something about the weather and
the jolly week -end they'd have.
And then, after a few minutes of -
this sort of talk, he said, very abrupt-
ly, "Merrington is much better. He
would like to paint another portrait
of you, if you'd sit for him.
(To Be Continued.)
Where Genius Rests.
A good deal has been heard recently
about "overcrowding" in Westminster
Abbey, but conditions there might be
much worse. For by no means all of
Britain's great men are sleeping in
"England's Abbey,"
Milton, for example, is buried in the
Church of St. Giles, and Shakespeare
in the church at Stratford -on -Avon.
Thackeray lies at Kensal Green with
poor Thomas Hood and Wilkie' Coll-
ins; Fitzgerald lies 1n the quiet little
churchyard .at. Bulge, in Suffolk; and
Gray, who wrote the immortal Elegy,
lies in the country churchyard 'which
inspired it, Stoke Poges.
Goldsmith rests in the Temple; and
Turner, Leighton, and many other
artists sleep their last sleep under the
dome of St. Paul's. Here, too, are "the
mighty Nelson" and Wellington. These
two saviours of Britain met only once
in life, but they lie together in the
Cathedral.
Bunyan and Defoe lie in the grave,
yard of .Bunhiil. Fields; and Wesley
lies across the road, where the traffic
on the City Road " 'rushes by with e
sound like the unresting see.
Scott lies at Melrose; and Keats and
Shelley in the English cemetery at
Rome. Coleridge rests' at Highgate
along with George Eliot, and Con-
stable, the great landscape painter, at
Hampstead, where you will also find`
the grave of Du Maurier, the author'
of "Trilby,"
Tears in the House.
Tears in the house and a lake
the lawn,
Peter in a paddy and Pattie in a
pet;
Barging and bickering ever since the
dawn;
Who'd have a boy or girl when holi-
days are wet?
Tears in the house and a hubbub in
the hall,
Heart -ache and merriment making
life a jest!
Bride in a whirlwind, kissing one and
all;
Who'd have a little girl to lose her
at her best?
upon
now that I've finished the roodof her,.and that is enough for me."
PATTERN POCKETS. screen." ) Merrington did not reply. Here, he
ITho most convenient place to keep "Lady Bradney?" said 1VIerrington thought, is a man'who has quarrelled
ikets made for the slowly. "Lady Bradney? What is with his wife about the first portrait,
n pac
patterns is her Christian name?" .
d hung g on the closet door land he wants to make it up with her, of comfort.
Tears in the house, be there Heaven
overhead!
"Never weep for me, dear; God is
ever kind."
Ah! but the loneliness, now the last
has lied!
Who'd be the withered leaf the
wind has left -behind?
BETTER -LOOKING CURTAINS.
In hanging window curtains of net,
muslin, scrim, Swiss or any light ma-
terial, slip each curtain over the rod
at the top of the window, turn up
even with sill and baste the hem with
fine thread so it will hang perfectly
even. Before washing pull out basting
thread, as the curtains will doubtless
shrink. When ready to hang turn the
hem as before, but this time it can be
stitched in, as curtains do not shrink
after the first washing, if properly
done.
Beware of being conquered by love
purpose an t n f "Ruth, I believe.""
A sin Mei rmgton was silent He I asst you to this: as a favor,"
of the sewing room. Use a piece o
cretonne or any desired via g Bradney continued.
terial, a was trying to remember the name, but
little narrower than the door and long it conveyed nothing to him. The black I Merxington gave in. It hid sad-
I enough to hold about four rows of wall which enclosed that part of his denly been borne in upon him that if
pockets. Make the pockets wide life was too high and strong. He could
enough so that when held a little fullhe refused this commission he might
neith:ex look over it nor break it dowii, not get another for several months.
they will be about six inches wide;
they can be four or six inches long.,
They may be bound all around and;
then stitched on, or just bound ati
the top.
Patterns for garments for each
member of the family may be placed
in separate pockets, or patterns of the
same kind may be put together. 'The
lower pockets aro also very conven-
ient for bits of lace, trimmings, thread
and embroidery cotton.
linarfi's Unitnons ter t,*ndrufT
And there was nothing like a commis
Sion to matte a man work. And work
he must, hard an seay, e wei
d t di
1 if h o
NURSESto be saved from`Fiis own thoughts,
"I'll do it," he said gratefully, "and
he totont,o esoseitat fat' 'near• it's most awfully hind of you, Sir
Aloe, in affiliation with > "fork
and Alexander. I only hope that—that
Allied Hospitals, ale, New 'eork . city, „
otters a three years' Course orf Trent- the portrait will be worth the money.
trig" to young women, haw est 1 thoug o. you
'Wired edtics,tton, and deedro i of be -coming nurses. Thla sleepiest sees Alexander Bradney into the drawing-
edovted thio sleet -hour evetem. 'Phe room when he arrived," said Ardings
taus, to rete ve uniforms of Oa Selene, ton to .the under footman.
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"X'm sorry, sir," the man r'plied.
"I must have misunderstood your or.
ders Sir Alexander asked for Mr.
WOMEN! DYE FADED
- THINGS NEW AGAIN
Dye or Tint An3r Worn, Shab-
by Garment.or Dr eery.
Registering Envy.
Mrs. Kiiagg—"I've had to put ap
with poverty and drudgery ever sine
we were married. And, to think, I
jilted young Multirox for you." vela
Hubby—"Yes, some men have all.
the luck, money'n'everything else."
Ettch 15 -cent package of "Diamond
Dyes" contains directions so Simple
that any woman can dye or tint any
old, worn, fatted thing new, even it she
has never dyed before. Choose .any
color at drug store,.
Mtlnard's Liniment Meals Cuts.
Birds • living in a state of nature
produce more cocks than hens, except
the linnets, which favor foods such
as mustard and cresses, which are
rich in nitrogenous properties.
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To be shocked at vice is a great pro-
tection to virtue.—Dean Inge.
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