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ie imitable flavour
termanent customer.
this first trial free if
Toronto. 8 113
te a Petrograd that there
coneiderable increase of phyla-
inffering to many f them, with
gh proportion of', fatal results.
peetilence that is eaeilet pre-
eble if the teachings of modern
ine are followed."
;Illus.'s Gaily; From the- 111-ar.
,c:aa stands to gain far more than
(light lose by the war. The hal-
LS almost wholly in her raver.
.ere to be reckoned her hope o.!
L e from the staggering ineeme
s inherited from the Boxer trou-
probable relief from foreiget re -
tions that keep her import duties
in unprofitable level, restoration
,ivereignty over territorial conces-
S wrested from her in her great -
ours of weakness, more generous
Pera.tion in developing her nut -
resources, and a more certain
rantee of her democracy and her
tical integrity.'
articipation in the war givea
'pla a double leverage for the at-
Lment of the last named of tkese
tetial benefits. It will operate
6 internally and externally. The
nt monarchical restoration, ot
e Chang -Hain, served to empha-
, the lack of cohesion that threat-
. China within. It was followed
(on-Ea:teed rumblings of southera
ssion, which persisted up to the
eent of declarieg war on Gor-
ey. At any time thitta might haere
se into the flame of a civil strife
emi the radical south and the
:tionary north. The facing oe
lenal enemy should be, as always,
'reovierfui agf-iat for qu:eten'a
'eternal d'E.zeneion and tor ea -
China's quarrelileg
elder to seoulder. Toe exeernal.
:-guard of the Chinese democracy
des, of course, in the benevalent
tection assured by the family af
nations. --Carroll K. l'‘Echener.
ltf-view of Rev iee, S.
:Millions Starving Already. ,
)eatas from atarvation In Europe
estiraated by the United States
d Administration at 4,750,000
xe the war began, as compared.ta
il),O00 killed by fighting1
imMIM111411-
mesemeas
•
orce
home
I work
you.
-zeep the show go -
is offering to be
Towers want help,
Resources Com-
ement to save the
nth for aeroplane
ted armies are in
t and girls, young
ren old men, may
his work. For the
kers, automobiles
them to the fields
vs giving attention
:!apahle of pulling
tnd as the offered
which is the recog-
-growers' Associa-
.age of $2.50 a day
can earn from $1.50
slay pulling flax.
is given below.
ce
right time. If the
ity deteriorates.
;,S, TORONTO
.eisch ; Exeter Flax
Flax Mill.
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JULY 5,1918
InTRON E
t.
POSIroR
END STOMACH TROUBLE,
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• gassy, stomachs surely feel fine
in five minuten
•
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due to excessive acid in stomach, a
WAS TROUBLED WITH
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COULD KEEP NOTHING
ON STOMACH.
Indigestion is one of the worst forms of
stomach trouble. The steenach becorpes
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, feeling in it. ,
It is not necessary for you to be
• troubled with indigestion if you will only
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Burdock Blood Bitters, which will regu-
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p anything on my stomach. A
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• Cure Sick Headache, Constipation,
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Pain in Shoulders
FAIN IN MEAD
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FEVERISH, CONSTIPATED
Lock, Mother! If tongue Is coated,
cleanse tittle bowels with "Cali-
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40,-thers oan rest ea,sy after giving
"California Syrup of Pigs," because in.
a few hours all the clogged -up waste,
sour bile and fermenting food gently
awes out ef the bowels, and you ha,ve
a well, playful child again.
Sick children needn't be coaxed to
take this hannless "fruit laxative."
Millions of mothers keep it handy be-
cause -they know its action -on tbe stom-
ach, liver and bowels is prompt and sure.
AlFic your druggist for a bottle of
"California Syrup of Figs," which con-
tains directions for babies, obilO.r.en
all (ages and for gr.own-ups.
ill1111111116,
0
n e.
by
Herbert Jenkins
(Continued from our last issue.)
In Bindle there was a strong sense
of justice and his sympathies were all
with his mates, who suffered the fore-
man's insults rather than lose good
jobs. Bindle was always popular with
his fellow -workers. They liked and
respected him.. He was free -with his
money, always ready with a joke or a
helping hand, was sober and clean of
speech without appearing to notice
any defect in others save on very rare
occasions. He had been known to
fight and beat a bigger man than
himself to save a woman from a
threshing, and when Mrs. Bindle had.
poured down reproaches upon his head
on account of his battered. appearance,
he had silently gone to bed and simul-
ated sleet), although every inch of his
body ached.
It was about nine o'clock .in the ev-
ening that the foreman had seen in
Bindle the means of his obtaining
some sleep and arriving at his bean-
feast refreshed. Ateleven o'clock he
left the hotel, after having given to
his deputy the most elaborate inetruc-
thins. His Parting words filled, Bindle
with unholy joy.
"H-anythin' goes wrong I'll lose my
job, and don't you forget it" Bindle
promised himself that he.woitld not.
"I'll not forget it, ole son," he Mur-
mured, with the light of joy in his
eyes. "I'll not forget it. It's your
beano to -morrow, but it' n goin' to be
mine to -night. Last week yer sacked
Poor ole Teddy Snell, an' 'im wi' seven
kids," and Bindle sinned as St. George
might have smiled on seeing the
dragon.
For some time after the foreman's
departure, Bindle Cogitated as to how
to take full advantage of the situa-
tion which had thua providentially
presented itself. Plan after plan was
put aside .as unworthy of the occas-
ion.
There are great possibilities for
"little jokes" in hotels. Bindle re-
membered an early effort of his when
a page -boy. The employment had
been short-lived, for on his first day
the corridors Were being recarpeted.
The sight of a large box of exceed-
ingly long carpet nails left by the
workmen at night had given him an
idea. He had crept from his room and
carefully lifted the carpet for the
whole length of the corridor, inserting
beneath it scares of carpet nails—
points upwards; later he had sounded
the fire alarm and watched with glee
the visitors rush from their rooms
only to dance about in anguish on the
points of the nails, uttering impre-
cautions and blasphemies.
This effort had cost him his job,
and a 'threshing from his fathen, but
it had been worth it.
It was, however -merely the crude
attempt of a child.
It was one of the chambermaids, a
rosy cheeked girl recently up from the
country, who gave Bindle the idea he
had been seeking. As he was un-
screwing the numbers with all the el-
aborate caution of a burglar, he felt a
hand upon his shoulder, and found the
chambermaid beside him.
"Mind you put them numbers back*
right," she whispered "or I shan't
know t'other from which."
Bindle turned and eyed her gravely.
"My dear," he remonstrated, "I'm a
married 'man, and if Mrs. Bindle was
to see you wi' yer arm round me neck
—wot!"
The pretty chamber maid had sound-
ly boxed his ears.
"A girl would have to have tired
arms to rest •them round your neck,"
she whispered, land •tripped off down
the corridor.
For some minutes Bindle worked
mechanically. His mind was busy with
the chambermaid's remark. At the
end of hal n an hour all the members
were removed and the painters busy
on the doors. Bindle returned to the
Office of Works.
wOly angels," he muttered joyous-
ly, as he attacked the bread and cheese
and pickles, and poured out a glass of
beer. wOly angels, if .1 was to for-
get, and get them numbers mixed,
an' them bunnies wasn't able to get
back to their 'utches!"
He put down his glase, choking.
When he had recovered his breath, he
wiped his eyes with the back of his
hand, finished his meal, and return-
ed to the corridor.
It was the rule of the hotel that no
workman should be seen about after.
seven -thirty, Just before that hour
Bindle had completed his work of re-
placing the numbers on the doors, and
had removed from the corridor the
last traces of the work that had
begn in progress. He returned to the
Office of Works which commanded a
view of the whole length of the East
Corridor. He was careful to leave.
the door ajar so that he had an un-
interrupted view. He sat down and
proceeded to enjoy the morning paper
which the "Boots" had brought him,
the second bottle of the foreman's
beer and the remains•of the bread and
cheese.
"Shouldn't be surpried if things was
to 'appen soon," he murmured, as he
rose and carefully folded his news-
paper.
CHAPTER VI
• The Hotel Corridor.
As Bindle watche,d a face peeped
cautiously around the door pf one of
the bedrooms. It was a n.etvous, as-
cetic face, crowned by a mass of iron -
grey hair that swept from left to
right, and seemed to be held back from ,
obliterating the weak but kindly blue
eyes only by the determination of the
right eyebrow.
The face looked nervously to the
right and to the left, and then, as if
assured that no one was about, it was
followed by a body clothed in carpet 7
slippers, clerical trousers and coat,
with a towel hanging over its should-
ers.
"Parson," muttered Bindle, as the
figure slid cautiously along the corri- '
ORE NERVOUS
HEADACHES
ta.11••••••••••••••••
Since She Tried 14FRUIT-A.TIVES".
Mt Amiens Yeatt Medicine.
ISS ANNIE WARD
112 Hazen, St., St. John, N.B.
"It is With pleastire that 1 write to
tell you of the great benefit I received
from the use of your medicine,
`Fruit-a4ves'. I was a great sufferer
for many rears from Nervous Head:,
aches ,and Consti.pation I tried
everything, consulted doctors; but
nothing seemed to help me until
- I tried. 'Fruit -a -fives'.
After 1 had taken several boxes, I
was com letely relieved of 'these
troubles nd have been unnsually
well ever Since."
liras WAIID.
'Fruit-a/lives' is fresh fruit juices,
concentrated and - hacreased in
strength, oonibinedwith finest tonics,
and is a pOsitive -and:reliable remedy
for Headahhes and Constipatioo.
50c. a bo, 6 for $2.50, trial size 25e.
At all dealers or Fruit-a-tives Limited,
Ottawa. i
dor towards him, .
At the sight of Bindle emerging
from the Offiderof Werke the clergy-
man started violently.
"C -c -an wou direct me to the bath-
room, please?" he enquired nervous-
ly.
"Ladieh' or gents' sir?" demanded
Bindle.
"Ladies', of—I mean gentlemen's."
The pale face flushed painfully, ann
the tide of hair refused to, be held
back longer and swept- down, entirely
obliterating the right eye.
"Must 'ave. forgot 'is dressing gown
remarked Bindle," as the cleric disap-
peared round a corner in the; direction
of the bath -room furthest from his
own -room, st,0 which he had' been di-
rected. •i -
1 "?E must get over that neevousnesa
of 'is," was Bindle excuse to himselft
as be returned to his room. ; • i
He was -just wiping his mouth on
his coat sleeve after draining the last
drop of beer when he heard a supprege
sed scream from the corrOor. He
opened the door suddenly and was
startled to find himself confronted by
a woman of uncertain age in an elab-
orate rose -pink negligee and mob cap
—beneath , which was to be seen a
head suspiciously well-coiffed for that
hour of the morning.
"Oh! Oh!! Oh!!" she gasped, as
she entered the room, obviously labor-
ing under, some great emotion.
"An3rthink 1 can do, miss?" en-
quired Bindle respectfully, Imarvelling
at the mo.ke-up that lay thick upon
her withered cheeks. 1, -
"Looks like an apple they fogot to
pluck," he commented inwardly. 'Any-
thing. I can do for you Miss?"
"There's a— m—man in my room,
she gasped. • .
"A wot Miss?" enquired Bindle in
shocked surprise.
"A m -m -man."
"Yer *band, mum," Bindle sug-
gested. diplOmatically. • ;
"I haven't got one," she stuttered.
Oh! it's ;dreadful. He—he's in my
bed, and he' e bald, and he's got black
I
whiBsinkderleml'iy'
istled. " 'Ow • long's 'e
been theee, iss ?" he engin-red.
"I weot t the bath room and—and
he was there when I 'got back. We.
that had] huog penthiouslylin the corn-
horribletdreadful," and two tears
• er of hq eyes decided to make the
Plunge, and itlowed their way through
the make-up, leaving brown trails like
devestating armies. 1
"Oh, what shall I
Well, since yer arst rne, miss, I
shouldn't say anythink about it," re-
plied ?Bindle.
"Nothing about it, nothing about a
man being in my bed? 11She was on
the verge of hysterics. "What do you
mean?", -4 1
"Well, miss, 'otels is funny places.
They might put 'nil on the bill as a
extra." ; 1
"Yout--•yoi.—" ;
What it Was that Bindle most re-
sembled he did not wait to hear, but
with great tact stepped out into the
corridor, closing the door behind him.
"Sorim'ow 1 thought things. would
'appen," he murmured joyously.
• A few yards from hiin he saw the
form of a fair-haired yOuth, immacu-
lately garbed in a brilliahtly hued silk
kimona, with red Turkish slippers and
an, eye -glass. He was Igaeing about
him with an air of extreme ember-
rassment.
“1-1W You! he called out.
Bindle approached tehe young ek-
ouisite.;
"There's—er—someone got into my
room by mistake, She's in ray bed,
too. hat -the devil am 1 to do? Aw-
fuly a kward, what!
Bind e grnined, the young max
laughe n.e ously. H was feeling
"o moat awf I rip, you mow."
"Some p ple gets all the luck,"
remar ed- Bi die with a happy grin.
"A lad 'as inst complained that she's
found a man in "er bed,' bald 'ead and
black whiskers an all, an now ere
you are a-sa nig; as there's 'a girl in
yours. 'As he a bald . eadeand black
-whiskers, sir?"
"She!s got fair hair and is rather
pretty, and ehe's aslee . I stole. out
without wal g her. Now, I can't
walk ebout i this kit ,all day." He
looked I down at his elaborate desha-
bille. "I in st get my clothes, you
know. How the duce did she get=
there? I $ only aver
twenty
minutes. 1
Bindle scratched his head.
•"Yonne in a difficult sort, of 'ole,
sir. I'm afraid it's like onee 1vJien I
went a-batfiing, and a dog snt to
sleep on me trousers and grow ed and
snapped when I tied to get 'eni away.
1 'ad to go ,hime lookin' like a 'Igh-
lender." 1 .
"Look het*, • remarked the young
man. "I'll give you a sovereigit to go
and fetch my things. rn dre s in a
bath -room."
He was a really nice young man,
one who has a mother and sistera and
remembers -the circumstances. .
"I'm afraid Mrs. Bindle --my wife,
sir, my naMe's Bindle! Joseph Bindle
—wouldn't like it, sir. She'a '•nery
-particular, is Mrs. B. 1 think, yer'd
' better go in there," indicating the Of -
•
flee of Work, "an' I'll call the chamb-
ermaid." .
'!Ah„ that's a brainy idea," reMark-
ed the youth, brightening. "I never
thought of' that."
Bindle opened the door and the
youth entered.
There was la shrill scream fron the
pink negligee. •
It's all right, miss. This g ntle-
man's like yourself, sort o' got. lijsself
mixed up. There's a -lady in 'is room
—ahem! in 'is bed too. Kind o' f rnily
coach goin' on this mornint seens to
me. ,
The youth blushed rosily, and. was
• just on the Point stanirneri g a-
pologies for his garbj when a tre end-
ous uproar .from the corridor nter-
rupted him. .
Bindle had purposely left the door
ajarand through the slit ne h4id, a
moment 'Previously, seen the el rgy-
man disappear precipitately th ough
one of the bedroom doors. It was
from this room that the noise ca e.
"Mon Dieu!" shrieked a fe ate
voice, "Ile se battent A moil a moil
There were hoarse mutterings ami the
sound of blow.
"'Ere, you look arter each ot er,"
Bindle cried, "it's murder this f me.
And he sped dowa the corridor.
He entered No. 21 to find locne to-
gether in a deadly embrace the,c1 rgy-
man and a little bald headed in n in
pyjamas. In the bei Was a fi ure,
Bindle mentally commended its s *lin-
t
tiness, rising p from a- foam of fril-
lies and shrie. g at the top of her
voice "silly things wot wasn't' yen
words," as Bindle afterwards told rs.
Hearty. - '
"Mon Dieu, I Men Dieu! Il era
• '
tue!"
"Regular fightia' parson," tnut red
Bindle, is he Strove to part the en.
"If "e don't stop a-burnpingt 'is ead
on the floor '01 break it. re, top
it, sir. Yer usn't use 9s 'dad a if
it was en cokeriut and yer wanted the
milk. Come 0
Bindle had
f /7
eized the cl rg
from behind, and was pulling witt
his strength as, he might at t e co
of a bellicose bull terrier. I
•
"Come orf, Yer niusn't do this aort
at
ian
all
liar
o' thing in an Iota I'm, surprise
you. sir, a clergyman, too."
• Half choking+ the clergyman ros
his feet, , and strove to brush the
of hair from his eyes. His oppo
seized the eppOrtunity and flew
to bed, where he sat trying to star
the blood that ; flowed. from his
and hurling defiance at his enem
"Woes it all about?" elm
Biii"Id-e-rei came back from my bath
found this man in my bed with
S1
"Ma femme," shrieked the li tle
Frenchman. "Is it.not that we ve
slept here every night for—"
" 'LTA, sir, nish!" rebuked Bi die
over his shoulder with a grin. "1 e
don't talk like lhat in England!'
"Sort o' lost yer way, sir, and got
in the wrong room," Bindle suggested
to the clergyman. •
•
"He rushed al me and kicked M4 in
the—er—stom—rer—well, he kicked me
and I—I forget, and I—I—"
"Of course yer did, sir; _anyone "tul
'a done the same."
Then to the Frenchman Bindle re-
marked severely:
"Yer didn't ought ler 'eve kicked
1m, nine a clergyma.n, too. Fancy
kicking a clergyman in. the—well,
where you kicked 9.m. Wot's the
number of yer room, sir?" he enquir-
ed, turning to the clergyman;
"Twenty-one; :see it's on the door."
33indle looked; there was "21" clear
enough. ,
"Wot's yer number, sir?" he asked
the Frenchman.,
"Vingt-quatre."
"Now don't you go a -using none of
-them words 'fore a clergyman. Wot's
yer number? That's what I'm arst-
ing."
"Twenty-four—vingt-quatre."
"Well, said Bindle with decision,
"you're in the wrong room."
c'est impossible." cried the
Frenchman. "We have heen here all
night. Is it not so, • aerie?" He
turned •to his wife kir corrobora-
tion.
Bindle had no time to enter further
into the dispute. Suddenly a fresh
disturbance broke out further along
the corridor.
"What the • devil do you mean by
this outrage, sir?" an angry and im-
perious voice was demanding. "What
the devil do you—"
With a hasty word to the Clergy-
man, who now looked thoroughly a-
shamed of himself, and a gentle push
in the eirectiore of the Ofilce of the
to
ood
ent
ck
ch
ose
red
nd
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1 Hurrah! How's This I
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t Cincinnati thority says corns t
i dry up and lift out I
:
with fingers. a
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Hospital records show that every
time you cut a corn you invite lock-
jaw or blood poison, which ds needless,
says a Cincinnati ,authority, who tells
you that a quarter ounce of ti drug
called freezone can. be obtained at lit-
tle cost from the drug store but in
sufficient to rid one's feet of every
hard or soft coen' or callus.
You }simply apply a few drop a of
freezone on a tender, aching corn and
soreness is instantly relieved. Short-
ly the entire corn can be lifted out,
root and all, without pain.
This drug Is sticky but dries at once
and Is claimed to just shrivel up any
corn without inflaming or even irri-
eating the surrounding tissue or skin.
*If your wife wears high heels she,
*SI besiacl to liaciw. ot this.
Works, Bindle trotted off tothescene
of the new disturbance. He heard an-
other suppressed scream from the
pink neglige betokening the entry of
the clergyman.
4Iiirhat the devil do you mean by en-
tering my room?"
A tall, irate man, with the Army
stamped all over him, dressed in py-
jamas, with a monocle firmly wedged
in his left, eye, was fiercely "Ting a
smaller man in a bath -robe. +
"Not cnntent with baying got Into
my room but damme, sir, you\
must
• ii,
needs try and get into y tr users.
What the devil do you mean b it?"
Bindle looked along the door apprec-
iatively. "Looks like a shipwreek at
night, it do," he remarked to the
chambermaid.
° "It's my bathroom," said the man in
the batbrObe.
"Confound, you," was the reply,
"this is my room and I'll proseeute
you for libel."
other, "and I left my wife there half few"Swoitrdebso'
"My roocly's been 'avin' a Rake. Tfl
• room is No.18," responded the
• hour ago."
pointed to the figures on the door numbers have all been changed. Th,
ett
an. "'
in the monocle looked at the door, and • 2Thati,n,ting to No. 18, 9s No. 15, and
in proof of his contention. The man that," pointing to No. 24, "is No.
his face. •
At the fireman's words, 'an mur-
and a puzzled expression passed over
"Dainme," he exploded, "my room
, murs and looks were exchanged. Each
is No. 15, but I certainly slept in that of the guests suspected the others of
room all night.' joke. The fireinan, who was a man of
He darted inside and reappeared a much resource as well as of few
moment after with his trousers ia his I, words, quickly solved the problem by
"Here are my trousers to prove it. !obtaining some envelopes and putting
Are these your trousers?" The man
With -
hand.
in a quarter of an hour every guest- i
on the doors the right nombers. With -
were not '
in the bath -robe confessed that they had found either his clothes, his lost
I
That seenis to Drove it all. right, sir," one, or both. and the corridor Was.
_
remarked Bindle, who had come up. once more deserted.
"A man don't sleep in a different room "Well", murmured Bindle, as he
from his trousers, leastways, unless stepped out of the service lift, "I s' -
remarked
'Ighlander." 1 sAndrilhge° w'°arnikeed in whistling gaily,
I poie they won't be wantin' me again,
an' o get a bit 0' sleep."
Hitherto in the whole of his ex-
perience all that had been. necessary
for him to do was to smile and prom-
ise attention, and bully his subordin-
ates. Here was a new phase. He
wished the manager had not chosen
this week -end for. a trip to Brighton.
The eyes of the deputy -manager rov-
ed round him like those of a trapped
animal seeking some channel of es-
cape. Biria, lucky ehance they fell up-
on the fireenan who was just prepar-
ing to go off duty. The deputy -man-
ager beckoned to him; the smile had
left his face. he was now talking to a
subordinate.
"What's the meaning of this?" he
enquired.
The fireman looked up and down the
corridor. He had been at the hotel
over ten years, that is, since its open-
ing, and knew every inch of the place.
From' the crowd of figures he glanced
along the e.orridor. Be was a man of
began to attract visitors from other ) '
i whilst the fireman searched every -
Similar distrubances were taking
.
corridors \ and soon the whole place 1
where for the one man the deputy -
place along the corridor. • The uproar ,
was jammed with excited guests, in i
• manager most dsired to see.
attire so varied and insufficient that,
one lady, who had insisted on her husback to his room that his eyes might
h i On the Monday evening following
band acompanying her to see -What
not be outraged by the lavish display 'the hotel episode Mr. and MTS. Birk --
had happened, immediately sent him
of ankles and bare arms. idle were seated at supper.- Bindle bad
The more nervous among the women I been unusually conversational. He
to be the cause of the distrubance,
fire ‘ 'was fortunate in having, that morning
' Obtained employed it a well-kaown
of modesty and decorum, had rushed I fl:rtgi cooar ellins:11.a"1. ahti ineem'w1:70o"auKralsdinryogsancyaIR°, ii:velanol:re:dmahpiPesioapynlillsateesseesnehlfdt-
guests had immediately assumed
and thinking of their lives rather than
to what he called the "legitimate.'
- He had felt it desirable to, explain
to Mrs. Bindle the cause of his leav-
ing the Splendid Hotel. She had seen
braced Up!" nothing of all humorous in it, and
Bindle had studiously refrained from
The youth looked at Bindle re- any mention of women being m the
men funny shapes when they ain't
corridors.
,,
He had just drawn away from the
mysterious and wonderful. table, and was sitting smoking his pipe
y•
proachfully. • He had not yet passed the fire, when there was a kud
from that period when women are
ta
At the doors' of several of the rooms ock at the outer door. Be looked
Ind expectantly.
.
side they were all practically the
to who was the rightful occupant In- enquiring for himIt was Sanders,
Mrs. Bindle went to the door. From
heated arguernnts were in progress as the passage he heard a familiar voice
betel. The man with the monocle the foreman, who followed Mrs. Bin -
same, that was part oetheischerne of
dle into the room. He made no re-
theto Bindle's pleasant, "Good -
was still engaged hi a fierce alterca-
evenint"
tion with the man in the bath -robe,
"My trife's in there," cried the man lost me my ruddy- job: You did it fi-
(mired Santtlers aggressively. "You
"D'you know what you done?" en -
who was ,trying to enter No. 18.
inhthe bath -robe fiercely. ' Purpose, and I've eomo to kill yer."
'Ain't you had enuogh of buryin'?'
enquired Bindle significantly. "Bury -
in' yer mother on Saturay, and now
yer wants to kill yer ole pal on Mon-
ey." ,
The menacing attitude of the fore-
man had no effect upon Bindle. He
had a great hea.rt - and would chent- I
fully have stood up to a man twice I
the size of Sanders. The foreman
made a swift movement in the direc-
tion of Bindle.
"You stutterint bespatered
Ga-Wd!" .
Mrs. Bindle seeing that trouble was
'impending, h;z1 armed herself with a
very wet and very greasy dishcloth,
which she had thrown with such ac-
curate aim as to :Catch the foreman
full in the mouth.
"You dirty 'ound," she vociferated,
"coining into a chnstian 'erne and us -
in' that foul laungage. You dirty
'ound, I'll teach yer." ,
Mrs. Bindle's voice rose in a high
crescendo. She looked about her for
something with witinh to follow up her
attack and saw her favorite weapon,
the broom.
(Continued Next Week.)
preetpitately from their rooms.
"It might be a Turkish bath for
all the clothes they're wearin'," _Bin-
dle whispered to the exquisite youth,
who with his two fellow -guests had
left the Office of Works. "Ain't wo-
11
At this moment the deputy -mana-
ger appeared, a man whose face had
apparently been -modelled with the ob-
ject of expressing only two emotions,
benignant servility to the guests and
overbearing contempt to his subordin-
ates. As if by common consent, the
groups broke up and guests has-
tened towards him. His • automatic
smile seemed strangely out of keep-
ing with the crisis he was. called upon
to face. Information, and questions
poured in upon him.
"There's a girl in my bed."
"There's a man in my r00113."
"Somebody's got into my rooro„"
"It is fire?"
"It's a public scandal."
"This man has tried to take my
-
trousers."t
"Look here, I can't go about in this
kit."
"I left my wife in room 18, and I
can' find her." -
"I shall- write to The Times."
• "I protest against this indecent ex-
hibition."
The more questions and remarks
that poured down upon him, the more
persistenly the deputy - manager
smiled. He looked about him helpless-
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For Tickets, nes rvations, Liter-
ature and infor apply to
C. A.Aberhart,1 Druggist, Sea -
forth. or write , L. Fairbalrii,
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Has purchad a Percheronl ;Stallion
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Ohi14rezt Cry
FOR FLETCREW!
CA 'T ORIA
LEMONS W ITEN AND €4
EAUTIFY :0IE SKIN
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iMake- this b auty lotion cheaply fot
•your, face, reck, arms and hands.
At the cost pf a email jar of
wad cream one ean prepare * foil quare
.4er, pint of tie niost wondeefut lemon
skin softener and chnrplexiort beautifier,
by squeezing the kin() of two fresh lem-
ons into a bottle containing three AMMO
of orchard white. Care should he taken
to strain the juice through & fine cloth
so no lemma uIp gets in, then this lo-
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vrontan 'mama/ that lemon juice is used
to bleach and remove such blentianes as
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the ideal. 0kin softener whitener and
beautifier. 4.si
Just try . Get three ounces of
orchard white at any drug store and
two lemons from the grocer and mato -an
a quarter pint of this sweetly fragrant
lemon lotion and massage it daily into
the face, neck, arms and hands. It is
marvelous to moothen rough, red hands.
CAT01:1
It. Wants mid.chth
TIN Mil You Have ASys
Desisth's
1.4444,
Buy Comfort Soap---rthe bigger bar of the same old high quality—at the same
price. Of course, there are .no premiums now—but you'ie getting full value,
"pressed down and running over" in Soap instead.
The prernium-making .factories have either stopped znanufajcturing or else they
can't get boats to ship with. So we've thrown the whole j of our tremendous
buying power into getting soap materials only and you now et all your,gioney's
• worth in Soap—Comfort Soap.' the largist seller
in Canada.
We can buy good
Certainly that will be so until afte the war. You will get
the benefit in the bigger Comfort b r.
All Comfort wrappers and coup ns now out will be re.
deemed. Send them in early wh le ourpresentPremium
supply is still good. Write us foit. premium list. '
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