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Zurich Herald, 1920-11-18, Page 2We First offered the public our °131aine and Minnie hada gr; ,t deal to talk about and Peter Batt ed, EL little amazed, ''res, Peter, I surelydiad write books!" she said, in answe'Ito 11s question. "Did you think no S��t,,e O Mit" side of Montreal was doing an:jt'�111ng?" And she laughed mockingly Zat, him,, "And Peter! In case you do Mit']cnoW it, which you do not seem to, you are the hero of my last book. Hesemoth-. er looked disapprovingly at his en's- barraasment. "Don't tell me that you had not known. Minnie was writing, Peter?" Pater :confessed kis ignor- ance and his. Mother informed him that her "Peter book" was e best sell- 3 " ` s �1 ' . er, ;`end," she added dryly, "it might be good for you to read it." Thi they talked of hay and corn and *he tt and oats and potatoes and cows and utter and, once more, of gardens. Peter was sadly out of the conversation. Soon he was introduced to Minnie's sixteen -year-old daughter, Jean, twirl- aeeeeeeteasA d°dtea x Retar m.�� rs„ egjesaa, 4q ing a pink sunbonnet by the string. Jean, her mother said, had been driv- ing the hay wagon all day. Jean's eS the Gre t brother, a varsity freshman, with sleeves rolled back, greeted Peter G. as man to man. Peter did not try to buy the Collins place. Tactful Peter. That night, Mrs. Blaine said to her soil, "I have laid out a work shirt and a ,pair of overalls for you to put on in the morn- ing. See if you can milk a cow]" a724 Minions now use it to their utmost satisTaction Goes me 13y MAY HOOVER MUMAW. . PART II. Then he saw Mother. He was just a boy again coning up through the woods for her to turn his troubles into peace. Mother had sung as far as "There let the way appear," when she stepped out the back door and saw Peter— Peter G. Blaine --city man of affairs— her boy--"sonny;!'.----- It was the sante old kitchen and yet there was a difference. A fireless cooker had Just been opened from which savory odors were issuing forth. It stood beside an electric range. There was an electric fan over the kitchen cabinet. But still he would have known it to be the kitchen in which he grew up. Ile could have ctoted his eyes and put his hand on the cookie crock. His mother led him into the living room. Was there any spot on earth so cool and restful? Home Keeping Hearts Are Happiest hung in the Game place over the piano; Father's big leather chair was by his end of the hiring room table as always. There were more books—another whole book case of them—and electric lights In- stead of the old oil lamp. It was home to Peter—the home he had car- ried in his heart all these years and had been homesick for. How comfortable it made one feel to hear Mother singing as she added the finishing touches to the dinner for the men. He had come in the back door, just as he used to do, dirty, tired, out of sorts with himself and th e world, and although this coming was after an absence of twenty years, it had not disturbed for long the even tenor of her way. One would think the had been away only over night! Mother's hair was white. Her face was serene. Time had left no lines on her placid brow and Peter knew, as he watched her lay an extra plate for her son, that she bad found the choice things of life. "Peter'." she said, holding up a plat- ter for him to see, "I spent the cheque you sent us ]oat Christmas for these dishes. I have always wanted a beautiful set of real Haviland and now 1 have them and I use them every day. The men, six of therm, came laughing and talking from the horse barn. Mother beamed and introduced "my son." They took him as a matter of course. What were his millions to them? Then came Father, who shout- ed, laughed and blew his nose and was "terrible glad" Peter could get away to "look in on the old place." Hay seemed the most important thing in the universe and Father's face glowed as he told Peter of the enormous crop. The barns would be full to bursting. And they were going to have it all made before they real- ized they bad a good start. The men laughed and were quite concerned as to the number of loads they would get in that day, sorry they were not going to have more of Mother's meals. Ilowe, on an adjoining farm with six men and two teams, bad put in twenty loads the day before. Father and his crew would "go them two better" if Mother could furnish enough fuel to keep them going. One of the younger fellows proudly told Peter that Mr. Blaine made the best loads of anyone in town. Peter asked his Father if that were not too hard work for one of his years. The man seated next to Peter G. gave him a dig in the ribs and another gave him a sly kick un- der the table as Mr. Blaine with straightened shoulders said incisively, • "Son, I will pitch hay with you any day from daylight till dark!" The fried gPri'ng chicken disappear- ed like magic. Peter had never tasted anything quite so good as those peas fresh from the garden. Halve -like bread with freshly churned butter and new strawberry preserves—how had he ever eaten restaurant stuff? When the cherry pie came Peter groaned. He was the "old" one in that circle of hearty eaters. Then came ice cream and whipped cream cake—Peter could have wept fete the bay's capacity of long ago. He went wearily to the couch on the porch and knew no more until he wakened to find Mother in her Tooker at his side with leer Bible in her lap. "1 knew you would come, dear," she said. "I just could not stand it any longer without my boy." Her hand lovingly touched his curly head. He was just a boy again, After awhile she said: "I have an errand over at Miniiie's. You remember Minnie?" Come along with me." Minnie lived in the village. Peter went with his mother to the garage. She took the driver's seat, but the self-starter refused to work. Fat old Peter whizzed and puffed, but crank it he could not. His mother came to the rescue laughingly saying, "It some- times acts like that," and calmly cranked the car out of the garage. It was the Collins place into which they drove—the one Peter had thoughts of buying—but not the_ CoI- lins place of boyhood days. Minnie, now a mature woman, was in the gar- den. She was delighted to see Peter and took them to her cool verandah and servedcakes and iced tea. Mrs. It Air'J„�S1H. �� apt .f cl w ��15���� .iu�ti` Send jar the Lantic Library —3 new Cook -books on Cake-rr-ak- Jug, Preserving, Candy -making and Desserts. Sent PRBB for a Red Ball trade -mark, cut from a :ask or from the top panel of a :ask carton. Wrilc for it today. DI.D help make ,it, didn't 1? Now there are two cooks in our family, aren't there, Mother ? And see how fight the cake is! 1 told Harold 1 creamed the butter and sugar, and he said 1 wasn't big enough. Ire didn't know I used Lantc. Te=l him 1 did help make it, Mother." LANTIC SAVES TIME in the preparation of cakes, puddings and sauces, hi the cooking of preserves, in the making of candy, in the sweetening of beverages. 813 w'' '... ATLAPITICsUC.AR REF/NER:ES LIlvt;iTEi,L+ - MONTREAL bemuseit's Feeling queer and "out of it," Peter i joined the milkers next Morning and his father dared him to milk the big white cow. Could he do it? Surely! He milked and he puffed and he groaned ---inwardly — and his • hands cramped. Sometimes he got a..stream of mill.—sometiules he did not. `'then the pail was two-thirds full, he gasped, "Father, you will have to finish her! The old fool la giving a river of -milk!" Father chuckled. "I milk ten like her, son:_ Next year we'll have a milking machine. Are you ready to pitch a load of hay?" he asked. When Peter stepped .out from the barn his nostrils were filled with the fragrance of locust blcssonls. The whiff filled ]line and thrilled hilt. All in a blinding flash he knew. The dis- content 11e felt was because he had been hungering and thirsting for the old farm—it was a part of • his very life and he could never get away from it. The city was alt right—it re- presented gigantic human effort and power. There, was nothing wrong with it, It was simply human nature on a big scale. But the Being who had made human nature and man had also made the country. Had he onlyknown years before! it was too late now to give up city business altogether, but at least he need not be its slave. With buoyant step he went back to the house and sent a telegram speed- ing to his wife: "Come at once. Very important, Bring children. As he stepped out to the verandah where breakfast was spread, he fool- ed across the fields tri aLitt ' t shaded by graceful elms. would build a bungalow -:•if Farther would sell him the land. Sara should plan it. Their summers should be spent there, at least until he Was ready to' turn the business in town over to Tom. His heart swelled with emotion. There was a catch in his throat when he thought of his wife. He re- membered the night that Tom was born; the feast she had prepared when 11e had been made president of his company; how shOahad clung to him the first time he hqd to leave her on an extended busine a trip. Love. him? Of course she Wed d him! Poor child, she bad to find something to take up her attention when he be- came absolutely absorbed in business. But from now on— At the close of that memetabie First of July, one year ago, Peter. G. Blaine had telegraphed Mary and the young folks to "come at once." Mary arrived alone. She was excited and perplexed, but something in her hus- band's face and voice stilled her com- plaints. For one whole. day, out un- der the old home trees, they talked things over, and when the sun set over the hills, husband and wife were closer than they had been for years. Mary loved him still and had been no better satisfied with the old life than he—only she had not known exactly what was wrong nor if there were a remedy. The next day. Peter G. peremptorily telegraphed to Sara and Tom to throw up all plans and join their parents. They obeyed—Wonderingly. It took mare than a day to make them see a certain point of view, but finally 'the lure of the farm and the new spirit of their parents began to get under the veneer imposed by city luxury and,in- dolence, Torn had a natural love for the country and Granny had always been a favorite of Sara's. So it was Tom and Granny who helped Sara and her mother to try a "spell" on the home- stead. A month from the day "Peter the Great" had taken his way back to his mother, jaded and worn with the cares of life, a better man, physically and mentally, he reluctantly left farm and folks and went back to the city to gather up the reins of business, It was a new Peter G. Maine whe moved among his staff of workers and asked as man to man about the fami- lies and the children and the lames. And this new Peter G., more truly "great" than mere money could make him, experienced the deepest thrill he' had had in years when the newest man in the office, in a sudden burst of friendliness, asked his employer out to his tiny house to see IiIs new bride and eat a strictly home dinner, Later, this sante Peter G. had laboriously written by hand, a ten page letter to his wife to tell her all about it. • Great things were going on down on the farm. Plans were ruder way for the bungalow on the knoll. Father had sold the land and Peter had met his figtne. It was to be one summer. at least, for the Montreal family. The plans were drawn up by the whole family. Grandfather was Particular about the location of the woodshed. Sara wanted the whole ]louse built in relation to the fireplace. "But Sara, we are not to be out here in the winter!" 11'Iotller pratasietd, "But Mother, you never can tell how things are going to work out," answer- ed the daughter. "We better hove that fireplace." (To be continued), Trees That Own Themselves. In the United States there are two trees that own themselves and the ground on which they stand. One of those famous trees is an oak in Georgia—where everything is peaches, by the way—and the other a sycamore in Kentucky, The former stood upon the land of a colonial named Jackson, who left the followiug paragraph in his will: "1, W. Ii, Jackson, of the County of Clarke State of Georgia, of the one part, and this oak tree (giving loca- tion) of the other part, witness that the said W. H. Jackson, in considera- tion of . the great affection 11e hears said tree, and his desire to see it pro- tected, has conveyed unto the said tree entire possession Of itself and the land- within eight feet of it on all sides." `f he sycamore is an even larger landowner, for thirty-six feet all round it were bequeathed to it by a certain Miss Lloyd, whose will contained the following: "Tho said tree is conveyed, in con. sideration of the value of itself as a resting -place of the weary under its shade, itself, together with the terra - firma beneath, and said tree are to be- long to themselves absolutely, and to each. other, for all the purposes for which God and man intended them, among which is the purpose of the soil to nurture and feed the tree, and that of the tree to shade, grace and beauti- fy the said terra -firma." Minard's Liniment Refleves Colds, Eta The Proverb Exemplified. Young Wife--"Ilow do you like my cooking, dear? Don't you think I have begun well?" 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Write us for further particulars, or send your parcels direct to le 3, Works L!mfted 791 Yongt St.. TorontC1 . -...n., r,u MANHOOD A man, when he Is alone, most in, terests me, When I see him aloe 1 know more nearly what he really is, When 11e acts alone you know that these acts spring frons will inside of himself. You know then how much of his doing Is himself and how much of it the result of his desire for the res. pect and admiration of other men. On this earth we have not much op- portunity to live alone, and it is a fact to be deplored. All strong natures live much alone. Even when sur- rounded by crowds of men and wo- men, they are as though alone, for they are thinking largely their own thoughts and living largely their own lives. I have often envied the opportuni- ties of olden days, when men lived the lives of hermits, dwelling off in some forest or on a mouutainside, when they cultivated a little garden . and lived their lives—sometimes, et least, in useful labor. Some of then were scientists, engaged in the absorbing, Workof interpreting the laws of na- ture, then little understood, and some engaged in earnest thought• of the spiritual and the beautiful side of the world; they learned to know well the trees and flowers and the skies and water, and to see in them and in the universe very much Alone than those who dwelt in cities could see. From them came great and imperishable things in literature. I do not know that art ever came from a hermit's cell—art is an expression of the hu- man. that mingles with his fellow man and sees in him possibilities beyond what others dream. But great things in. literature come from within, from men communing with the quiet world, I learning to love it and understand it, and at last to express it. From such a life came our moat wonderful sacrad poems and songs. Do you think that any man, or any company of men, could in this age of steam and daily newspapers write a "Te Deum"? What the man did when he was alone might have been good, but na- turally it was often selfish. There are exceptions to that, of course; there are records of men, termits, who vol- untarily maintained roads and bridges and hung lanterns to mark fords for those who crossed rivers, These men had either a :strong fnnerited sense of their brotherhood to Man or else had' once lived with men, and learned how hard the pathway is for many, and longed, with love in their_longing, to make it easier for them. Why doe,s he do it? If it is a worthy thing that he has done, you may be sure that there has been love behind it. He has had in his heart love for one woman, maybe, for wife and child- ren, maybe. Dither emotive is good and natural and necessary, but if he has done a thing that we call really and truly great, he has in him more of love than that which goes out to wife and children; he has felt a flood- ing love through hila that took fn a large part of the human. race. There comes a ,time rn every human soul when there is a feeling: "Why, I am a part of this wonderful world. I must set out to see what I can do to make it as happy and as pleasant and as clean as it can be. If he has loved wife and children and his near neighbors, he has made a useful citizen, and done all that we could reasonably ask of hint. if he has reached out and loved more of mankind than tha.,t6 and has been re- cognized and given opportunities, he hes developed into a true statesman. And if he has had a very great love, with also a compelling strength that never tired, and a hatred to go with it, and all that hurts his fellow ',nen, then you have a man, --J. W. Modern Magic. Washing machines have made a big hit on the Greek island of Mitylene in the Atigean Sea, People there former- ly threshed the clothes on the seaside rocks, then placed them in a wicker basket over which was placed a cloth sprinkled with ashes. Hot water was then poured over the ashes, producing a lye, which seeped through the cover- ing cloth and bleached the clothes. A modern washing machine was tested before a crowd of several hun- dred interested women. Soiled gar - moats were put into the machine with a cake of soap and some water; then the top was clamped down, and the crank was turned. In ten minutes It was announced that the clothes were clean, Several in the u1•e•wd sliiekel" ed. But when the clothes were pullet] out, white and clean, there was a ba- bel of Greek amazement, and the wo- men fought to examine the machine. Have you a little washing machine in your home? Driven by an aerial propeller, as amphibious vehicle has been built that makes 60 miles ..n,'1 hour ovei. smooth roads and aIle-fo th thni speed over water. :1i