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"I have spent nearly $25,000 on that
girl's education," complained the ag-
grieved father, "and here she goes and
marries a young fellow with an in-
come of only $1250 a. year."
"Well," said the friend of the family,
"that's five per cent. on your invest-
ment. What more can yoi'r expect in.
" these tirnes:"
It is untrue to think that children
are not; doe:Ce. I am amazed at their
docility, and if a child is not docile
it is becasuse it is not properly handled.
-•-1)r. Alice Hutchinson.
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ISSUE No, U—'26.
Perfume Makers. '".`
More than any other blooms, fra-
grant one find a way to our hearts,
whether we are young or old. Yet fra-
grance is difficult to define, so intang-
ible and immaterial it is. It eludes
and escapes us and yet it is the quality
of flowers by which we best remember
them. Theis. perfume is their genius.
Not the least wonder about perfume is
that it can be collected and treasured
—that the fragrance of a rose garden
may be bottled for use in future years.
Because of this, pen•fume making is a
great industry, with its famous
centres.
Perfumes of course can be built up
in a laboratory. Their chemical com-
poeition is known find with. the help
of test tubes and crucibles the scent of
rose or violet or lavender can be pro-
duced, But that after all le a. dismal
substitute for the alchemy of a rose
garden or of lavender fields at dawn. •
The French are the world'sexpert
perfumers•. The little town of Grasse
tucked away in the Maritime Alps is
the most famous centre of the Indus,
try.. There are gardens everywhere
with millions of flowers for the making
of scent. The quantities are indeed
stupendous Daring September it is
said that anything up to a thousand
tons of jasmine, lavender, aspic and
tuberose blossoms are collected and
distilled. The average weight of blos-
spms gathered in a single summer is
somewhere about five thousand tone.
Several million flowers are required to
make a ton, so the total number of
flowers may be anything up. to fifty
thousand millions.
Those warm, sheltered Alpine slopes
are then the home of flowers whose
scents are gathered and exported to
all parts of the world. Across the
borders in the Italian - Riviera are
Italy's famous Alpine rose farms.
i hoses apparently love altitude. POO-
' sibly it helps fragrance. Certainly
some of the most delicate_ flower per-
fumes as well as colors have their
home in the heights. Altitude, soil and
t climate have combined to mains a
- fragrant Eden out of those rugged
mountain slopes.
She—"George, if you're not feeling
well, why don't you practice with
dumb -belle for awhile?"
He—"You--and who else?"
Artistry.
Was never tree•built nest, you climbed
and took, of bird
(Rare city -visitant, talked of, scarce
seen or heard),
But, when you would dissect the struc-
ture, piece by piece,
You found,:euwreathed amid the coun-
try-product—fleece
:And feather, thistle -fluffs and bearded
windle-straws--
So,me shred cf foreign silk, unravelling
of gauze,
But, may be of brocade; mid fur and
blowbell-down ;;
Filched plainly from mankind, dear
tribute .paid by town,
Which proved how oft the bird had
plucked up heart of grace,
Swoopeddown at ivalf and stray, made
furtively our place
l'ay tax and tell, then borne the booty
to enrich
IIer paradise i'•the waste: the how and
• why of which,
That Is the secret!
-Browtring, "Fiiine at the Fair.".
Considerate.
In the middle of the night father
.heard in the next room ---Roger'Ra room
--a murmur, very, very soft: "Papa,
papal Mamma!"
1"That's Roger dreaming," said fath-
er to himself. But the murniur cen-
tinued, still soft and stili mufiledc
"Papa! Mammal I fell out of 'sect!"
Father : got, up, went into Roger's
room, and found him onthe finny:
"Why didn't: you cry louder, sonny?
I might have been asleep and would
net have heard you. You should have
shouted and not whispered for papa"
"But I didn't avant to wake you up,"
'said Roger. `
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THE SLIPPER OF
BEGIN HERE TODAY
.A novelist, seeking nocturnal ad-
venture, Ieaves the bail room of the
Marchioness of Driinning at two
o'clock in the morning. While steed-.
ing in the archway leading into
Shepherd's Market he hears a woman
screaming to a dog. He is surprised
tiong seea assmall womanterrier,
in evening dress Chas -
When he sees that the dog is, car-
rying the woman's slipper .in his
mouth he gallantly offers to assist the
lady. And is amazed when the wo-
man addresses hien as "No. 9." Be-
ing unable to capture the dog the
novelist resolves to penetrate the mys-
tery. Presently several men come.
upon the scene and he is blindfolded
and taken to a part of London strange
to him. Many people are assembled
there who plot to kill the Emperor of
Berengaria. The novelist is addressed
as "No. 9," and is asked to voice his
opinion.
After much discussion, the novelist
is given the task of killing the Emp-
eror. He leaves the meeting place as
the escort of the woman. He makes
up his mind to try to convert this
beautiful girl.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY:
I thought, "now to tell her the
-truth." She could do me no harm.
She might carry a weapon, but I was
ready for her. Perhaps to save her
but, I don't know why, my cour-
age failed me, or rather I realized
that it was no good. Behind this
smooth forehead lay an idea which
had eaten up every other impulse..
There was no moving her; I knew
only too well how strongly women
hold to an idea when they possess only
one. So, instead, we talked of the
briYAant night, where now the moon
hung low, like a pan of pallid jade:
I found in Sylvia an unexpected puetic
strain. She saw the future, when her
cause had triumphed, as one when
mankind would no longer suffer, when.
no woman would weep, when no beast
.would be overladen. It was mad and
beautiful, this dream. At last' I
couldn't bear it any more, and, turn-
ing to her said: "It's awful to think
that ineide 36 hours you may be ,` . .
well, dead. And you're young, and
you're so lovely. I think you're the
loveliest creature I've ever seen. You
make my heart melt."
She pressed my arm: "You're mak-
ing love to me, aren't you? But • I
don't mind ... Geoffrey. We haven't
time to mind, we people. We shan't.
last long. I'm sad, too, to think that
so soon you may die. I like you. Some-
thing goes soft in my throat when I
hear your voice."
We reached Lansdowne Passage
and passed between the close wa:ls.
I could not heap saying it: "Sylvia, do
we love each other so soon?"
"I don't know," she replied, .:after
a moment. "I've never seen you be-
fore. I suppose you've just joined,
What's the good of it, anyway?"
Indeed, what was the good of it?
We went silently up the steps into
Berkeley Street. I saw a taxi crawl
up. It drew up, waited for us."
"Good night," murmured Sylvia, ex-
tending her hand.
I helped her in: "Don't go yet."
"I must. Good night." She snatched
RED' BROCADE
her hand away; the driver opened the
taxi door. Then Sylvia turned and -
ran buck to me, leading me into the
darkness under the narrow roof, As
if gratifying a sudden . desire, she
flung her arms round my neek and
pressed upon my lips a violent, aides-
perate kiss. There was in her grasp
some agony, and in her caress a pur-
pose, as if thus she filled me with en-
thusiasmand fortitude.
IV.
I slept badly. The violent caress
itisturbecl me; I don't think I loved
Sylvia rea=dy; I don't think so now;
now that another but this I must
tell in a later story. My excitement
was so intense that I • did not know
what I wanted to do. Indeed, it was
only when I reached Mivart's, a few
minutes before one, that I knew I could
not go on, that fora moment I had
been bewitched, but that even for her
sake I could not do murder, risk all
that murder involves. I knew that
within an hour or so I must extricate
myself from this appalling ,complica-
tion. Fortunately I could do so.
Lunch was charming. Sylvia ap-
peared in a coat and skirt of tete de
negre marocain, trimmed at. the neck
and wrists with kolinsky sable. The
"You have beaten us," she said.
"The tyrant must escape."
c eat fell upon a rather lighter silk
jumper; she looked boyish and deli-
cate, though rather tall; her neck still
had the thinpaes of youth. It was in-
credible that this little ,hand should
be imbued with blood. At first we
talked lightly of the plays of the,day,
of the advantages of London over
Petrograd, and of its dullness com-
pared with New York and Paris. We
made comments on the other iunches's;
I was amused, for some of the adverse
remarks hit one or two of my ac-
quaintances. Only at the 'end did
Sylvia insist upon reciting our plans
for the next morning. Everything was
agreed. We sat back over coffee and
benedictine, a strange pair of con-
spirators. She was a little flushed;
the red mouth was smiling. For a
moment I thought of going on. But I.
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A VISIT BY STEAMER TO
THE HISTORIC CITY OF QUEBEC
By George A. Mackie.
A never -tailing source of interest
and enjoyment is available to Cana-
dians and their tarring visitors from
near and distant lands, in the splendid
opportunity which is afforded by the
Canada Steamship Lines, to visit the
historical city of Quebec and environs
under most comfortable and favorable
auspices.
A city unto itself, there is something
'about Quebec's majesi lee isolation that
• makes is seem to stand apart front
man, a page from the book of the in-
finite. What is it about this grim
fortress, we ask ourselves, intuitively,
that so obsesses us that snakes no
feel so mall in contrast? It is the
gray stone ramparts, the yawning
moats, or the guns that frown so
threateningly? • Is it beautiful Duf-
erintivith i •s 'tate!
Terrace, t s Y Chateau
Prontenac? Is it the- venerable • halls
of Laval, or the piety imposing re-
ligious edifices; the architecture]
splendor of bte houses of parliament
or the towering Citadel that commands
its topmost heights, or, perchance; the,
atmosphere of medievalism that clings
to it in spite of centuries of progress.?
No, it is none of these; they are
merely ureic;ental•--embelishment, as
it were, on a finished cativaa, It is the
is
rock itself that srans� nde al t oe nt , over-
shadowing all else ---the rock that,
standing; at the portals of this great
water highway to tiie heart of the cons
tiu•ent, le the fabric foundation stone
of the wonderful civilization built up
in this hemisphere,
13urt to obtain a true appreciation of
the oomrnanding position of.thie
pregriable fortress, ere must climb to
the heights of the Citadel. It is a la
bor we11 rewarded. Below us lie, in
striking contradistinction, the Upper
and Lower Towns, the one typical of
20th Century endeavor, the. other re-
miniscent of days long past; at•our
feet, the magnificent harbor, with its
modern docks and its ships of every,
flag; across the river, the City of Levis,
and its fortified. heights; to the east,
the picturesque St. Charles, pursuing
its sinuous course through• fertile va'i-
ley of "ribboned farm;" en the dis-
tant horizon, tie irregular peaks of
the Laurentian ranges encormpassing
us round about, the Citadel walte,and
the Plains of Abraham, and stretching
beyond us a veritable yilver sheen, the
silent river, helping by its *omni-
presence to make this a composite •plc-
ture-- ,a tribute to the complete sym-
phony of Nature. '
IQuebso is the principal military sta-
tion in Canada, and; next to Gibraltar,
the strongest fortified position in Brig
tisk territory. A wailed fortification,
with gates, surrounds• the old city; the
fortifications and best residence por-
tion, or 'Upper Town," are on -the high
land, and the business part and the
older portion of the city •are at the
base of the cliff, on the St. Lawrence,
1 and alongthe tire p hitt t e bank
of the St. Charles, The citadel is on
the highest potut, facing the St. Law -
me, 340 feet above the river, and a
wall from the Citadel runs along the
top of the pre nontory.to a point near
the roadway, between upper and lower
town. Ineide of this. Is the famous• pub-
lic pfomenade,' known as tiofferin Ter-
race, and at the east end of this ter-
race is the splendid, hotel, the "Cha=
teau 1+rontenae," a noble adjunct even
to so grand a spot. Other points of
interest are the Fella of Monttiiorency,
severs :.,tiles east of the city erne tlio
famous shrine of 5t. Anne de. Ile aupre.
knew that was absurd, Now to chat-
ter the crystal edifice et the dream;
I said: "Syrvia, I hope this won't be
too much of 4 shook to you, but I'm
not what you think,"
"Whet!', She said, in. a ' strained
whisper,
"I'm not No, 9, I didn't exactly
know what No. 9 was. No wonder.
you had not seen me before, and that
you thought niy lot had been drawn
ehiesaaressereers
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by proxy. By occupation I am a person th�
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of no occupation. Dancing, golf, andg
gossip make up zny existence. I am
fainly well off; the last thing I desire
is the destruction of any emperor, or Q"
the oversetting of the social order."
She was staring at me:. "But you
said you were..`
"No. • You said it." •
"But you . called ene No. 5!"
1 explained; her eyes were full of
horeor. She was like a little beast
that is trapped. Only after a moment
did she say: "But what became of the
real No. 9?"
"I don't know. I. suppose he was
late. When we arrived there was no-
body to meet him. I suppose he,went
back to the F. Committee."
'f'Hush !" she cried. "Don't! Don't
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•say that a'!oud l" Then she realized
the situation. "1 begin to understand.
You are one of the gilded minions of
the tyrants, the enemies. You took
advantage of niy difficulty. You're a
cad!"
"Indeed; Sylvia," I replied, rather
nettled, "you're a strange. Daniel to
come to judgment over me, you, a pro-
fessional murderess." I was rather
rude, but one does not -like being called
a cad.
"Oh, words!" she replied with `a
sneer. "The only thing that I care
about is that you, a man of your kind,
should know our plans. Of . course
you'll go to the police. Why don't you
have me arrested?"
"I'm sure I don't know. I ought to.
But you're too attractive."
- "You make me sick. Men are al-
ways like that to women, I suppose.
Oh, what . am I going to do? You
know everything."
"Look here, Sylvia," I cried. "II
may. be a cad, but I'm not going to
give you away. I shall, of course, let 1
the Emperor of Berengaria know that
henceforth he must be guarded, but I
shall not have you arrested; you can
go free if you like, and I hope this will
be a warning to you, that you. won't
go on with this madness."
Then Sylvia went to the heart of
the question: "I don't care what haps.
pens to me, but I care what happens
to the comrades. You know our secret.
Very well. You'll . , " She laughed:
"Fool, that you are! Why did you
meddle with such things? Don't you
understand that within a day, whether
I am arrested or not, within a day you
will be removed?" Her tone was sad,
but itgrew angry: "I don't suppose
that in another day you wi:rl be alive."
"Oh yes, I assure you I shall be
alive. Your friends won't touch me.
It's too risky. Don't laugh. Do net
imagine that I've come here •without
a weapon. Last night, when I left
you at Lansdowne' Passage, I was;
• half crazy with love for you. But
I still had curiosity. I toed myself
that your slipper could not have been
taken very far by the dog. He would
tire of his game. So I went back."
"You went back?"
•"'Yes.,,
"But I went back!" she shrieked in
agony. "I had to find. it, I had to. I
would have gone to find it if they
hadn't taken us into the house . . - I
dared not tell the comrades. I hoped
to find it ... but I couldn't find it
Oh, I went half mad ... I .. ,
couldn't find it."
"No wonder," I replied, "for I found'
it"
"Where?"
"In Half Moon Street."
"Oh, what a fool 1 was! I didn't
think the dog would have gone that
way. I went up Down Street. Oh,
what shall I do?"
"Nothing, Sylvia, nothing. When I
found your slipper, laugh at me if you
like, I kissed It. As 1 looked at it
closely, under the sole I found adocu-
ment, of which here is a copy." ,'
• She took it and dropped it at once.
"What are you goingto do?"
"Nothing. You will not deny that
this is a complete list of the names
and addresses of the members of the
F. Committee. More .exactly they are
not navies, but numbers. Stilly only
the addresses matter; for I expect
your friends are already suspects. I
shall not have you arrested, but I have
posted the document already to my
solicitor. My instructions are that if
I die by violence, or by accident, the
paper is to. be handed over to the
police. Now, Sylvia, which shall itel
be? Will you leave me unmolested? or
wi)I you gaol all your friends!? Will;
you let our foreign visitor g
n v s for alone. or
do you prefer to hang? I will do
nothing ... if you do nothing to me "
Tents formed•in her eyes. She made.
e, helpless gesture: "You have beaten
us," she said. "The tyrant must'
escape, awl you, too, must escape, I
suppose. But do not think that you
will turn us from our purpose." I
We rose
from the table. I did not
reply. I knew that nothing could be
done, that it was no Lite arresting her,1
for others would spring up after she
fell. It was enough to have saved two
lives, the Emperor's and mine, She
Waited • politely while the cloakroom
attendant gage me my hat and stick.
He also gave me a small brown paper
parcel 'which I hell out to her: "Per -
!tilt me," I said, "to return your slip-
peihs,
Afiother story of midnight adven-
ture by W. L. , George, "The Wax
Lady," will appear''in our next issue.
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The Pool.
In the forest's heart,
There is_ set apart
For the idler's dream,
A green-swarded piano
Where the woodferns lace
O'er a pool's dark gleam.
A deep, quiet. pool,
Crystal clear and cool,
- In a frame, gneen-mossed.
On its heaveless lireast,
The lily bloom pressed
Is a pearl, down -tossed.
Here the wind In trees
Is as lapping seas
When the tide ie low;
And the murmur fills
The forest, and spills
In the pool below.
Janet Gargan in Christian . Science
Monitor.
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Minard's Liniment for Dendruff.
Nelson's Famous Flagship.
The work of restoring Nelson'sflag-
ship is making rapid progress at Ports-
mouth, and in another year or so sue --
will present the perfect semblance of
the proud three -decker of her fighting
To naval men the Victory means
more than Nelson and Trafalgar, for
Keppel, Hardy, Lowe, Hood, de Sate
marez, Yorke and other admirals all
trod her decks. She was in action in
Ushant, Brest, Gibraltar, Toulon and
St. Vincent, as well he at Trafalgar..
When she is.restored, the decks will
be shown cleared for -action, with all
her guns run out. The Victory's :prob-
able armament at Trafalgar was thirty
long 32 -pounders on the lower deck,
twenty-eight long 24 -pounders on the
middle deck, thirty long 12 -pounders
on the main deck, twelve short • 12-
pounderson the quarter detik, and two
long 12 -pounders and two 68 -pounder
oarronades in the forecastle.
Eight of the 32 -pounders on • the low-
er deck and four of the 24 -pounders on
the middle. deck are in the ship; the
others will have to be replaced by
models.
Stump -tailed' lizards, natives of
Australia, have blunt- tails so like
their heads that they have often been
described as two -headed.
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