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SEPTEMBER 2O 1918
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THE tirUIWINE'XPOSITOR
reetetesteetett-
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Maligaggra I another cove -decide wot tadn't xis) in- MIS.
IN R
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ONNI 'WIN! terest in the matter, an' p'eaps he'
get the beer."
'Then why don't the yaribtrate in
stead or blowin' each other to bits?'
demanded a whiskered man known a
Ted.
necause war comes about by some
one wantin' wot ain't 'is," replied
Bindle oramelarly. "Wot 'ud you say
if I said I wanted yer watch?"
"I'd see yer- to blinkin' nowhere
Ala," was the reply.
"Well, that's jest wot the gents
say wot we votea for, on'y they say
A"' it prettier than wot you can, ole son.'
1111111021MINMEditaliallina Bindle grinned contentedly at hisex-
position of international ethics. •
(Continued from our last issue.)
"We're fighting just because Ger-
1(..-1)ert, ejenkins
•
*FORYEA
ra. Courtney Tells How
1 1. Was Cured by Lydia
I Pinkbam'a Vegetable
Compound.
oskraoosa,Iowa.—" For year / was
simply in misery from a weakness and
awful pains—a n d
nothing seemed to
do me any good. LA
friend advised me
to take Lydia E.
Pinkham's V e g e -
table Compound.- I
did so and got re-
lief right away. I
can • certainly re-
commencl,this valu-
able medicine to
other women who
suffer, for it has
done such good
work for me and I know it Will help
others if they will give it a fair trial."
. —Mrs. LIZZIE COURTNEY, 1088th Ave.,
West, Oskaloosa, Iowa.
Why will women drag along from day
to day, year in and year out, suffering
such misery as did Mrs. Courtney, when
such letters as this are continually being
published. Every woman who 'Wirers
from displacements, irregularities, in-
flammation, ulceration, backache, ner-
vousness, or who is passing through the
Change of Life should give this famous
root and herb remody, Lydia E. Pink -
ham's Vegetable Compound,,a trial. For
special advice write Lydia E. Pinkhain
Medicine Co., Lyme Masse The result
of its longtexperience is at your service.
"Fashions is funny things, rUggles. many went for Belgium,' 'remarked a
When I was ,t.e. boy women was a bit heavy-beared Man who had not prev-
-shy about their ankles, an' now they iously spoken. "It ain't our • scrap,
sort o' takesepride in 'em. I given up an' .we been let in for it by a let o'
goire in toobes," Bindle added with a stuttering toffs wot us workin'emen
grin, 1 got hot all over. Them sends to Parliament. It makes I me
• short skirts, oh! naughty! naughty!" fair sick, an' bder gone up like 'ell."
And he put his fingers before his eyesThere was a murmur that showed.
"It's women eerywhere nowThey- the man had voiced the general opi-
se..
re on busses, ' drivin' vans, shovin' nion of the roomsr
harrers--yer cell% get away from 'ern" "Wot yer got to say to that, Joe?"
said WilkestreSentfully. demanded Ruddy Bill aggreasively.
"Th Lt's :all right for you, Wilkie, t`I got a good deal to say to it,
saves yer lookire for trouble, ole son,” Sweet William," remarked Bindle, ire -
moving his pipe from his mouth and
speaking with great deliberatien. "I
got quite a lot -to say. Supposin' I
see a couple of big chaps a-'ammerin'
your missis an' Idckin' yer kids about,
an 'I says, 'It ain't mithink to do Vi'
me,' an" takes notnotiee. Would any
of ;yell want to speak to me again?"
13indle looked round him enquiring-
ly,lbut there was no reply.
"'Well, that's wot Germany's done
•-to Belgium an' the other place, an'
that's: why we chipped in._ Look, 'ere,
mate, if any of yer thinks yer can
• Jive thinkin' only o' themselves, yer
mistaken'. We got a fine ole country
and a good king an' tee canlell a arch-
bishop to go to 'ell if we want to wi'-
out gettin' pindhed for it; an' -when
yer got all them things -an' there ain't
no other country wot 'as—then -it's
worth 'avin' a scrap now an' then to
keep 'em."
"But we should *'ave 'ad 'evil all the
same; Germany didn't want to fight
us," protested the whiskered man.
"Ain't you a silly ,ole -'uggins! at'
you .eri.' all that 'air on yer face ought
to be a man. The Germans 'ud 'eve
come for us next,. when they'd
, with the grey beaten: the others. Besides, yer don't
whiskersalways fight for beer an' bacey; some-
,
I Bindle looked at i him pitifully, rtimes yer does it because somethink's
"Cave, ye 'r surprise ,me, If liggles bein"-ars wot can't 'it back. Got it,
'ere wanted your trousers and started Whiskers?' t
a-pulliee away at the legs, would yer The man addeeesed as Whiskers sub -
say, "We'll arbitrate'? No, yer'd fetch sided, finding tuat opimen had veer -
'fin one en the jaw." ed round to_Binele's peint of view.
'Wot' e arbitration?" demanded _ "An' when's it goin' to end?" en-,
Ruddy Bill. quired Huggles in an aggrieved tone.
'Arbitration, Sweet William, is "It'll end, my lovely 'Uggles, jest
sornethin' you're always advisin' other as soon -as- a fight 'tween you an' inc
people do but never does yerself . 'ud end—when oneof us ad 'ed en -
Now, if you an' Ginger both wanted Ough."
to stand me my next pint, en',. was . • "That's goin' to the Germans," al-
goin' to fight about it, someone might most shouted Ginger.
say 'arbitrate'—that is to say, let - "Well, up to this eyenin' I wasn't
sure, Ginger, but now I 'ear you're
a-goin', o' course I'm puttin' me mon-
teetess..................................................... ey on the ole lion." , •
T 1 "I don't 'old wi' war," grtunbled
I 1 It Works! Try It i A Ginger. "S' 'elp me if I do."
I I "Well mates," Bindle remarked, as
I
1 f he rose to go, the hands of the dock
on the mantelpiece -pointing to ten
Tells how to loosen a sore, minutes to ten, "I'm due at the War
A
1 = tender corn so it lifts s Office, an' they don't like -to be -kep"
out without pain. + waitin'. Lord! 'ow the Kayser must
=
i 'ate me! So long." And he set out
.....eseetessiteeeeetestetesseeseeteeette........t, to meet and escort Millie home.
Good news spreads rapidly.and drug-
gists here are kept busy dispensing
freezone, the ether discovery of a Cin-
cinnati man, which is said to loosen
any corn so it lifts out with the fingers.
• Ask at any pharmacy for a quarter
ounce of freezone, which will cost very
little, but is said to be sufficient, to rid
me's feet of every bard or soft corn or
callus.
You apply just a few drops on the
tender, aching corn and instantly the
soreness is relieved, and soon the corn
Is so snriveled that it lifts out with-
out painIt is a sticky substance
which dries when applied and never
Inflames or even irritates the adjoin,
beg tissue.
-e This discovery will prevent thou-
sands of deaths annually from lockjaw
mid „Infection heretofore resulting from -
the euicidal habit of cutting coras.
said" 'Ope they 'aven't been
chasin' yer too much, Charlie; you
ain't no sprinter."
rWot's the war about, that's. wot
1*ant to knew? Why are we fightin'
the Germans?" Ginger broke in irrel-
evantly, looking round him aggress-
ively as if for someone to attack.
•No one seemed desirious of answer-
ing Ginger's question. All looked in-
stintively towards Bindle, who, to gain
time, began filling- his pipe with great
-care and deliberation. •
"You got war on the brain, Gin-
ger." remarked Ruddy Bill.
"Wot's the war about, Joe?" ask-
ed Wilkes.
"About the silliest thing I ever
ieard of„" said Bindle. "Everybody
says they wanted peace, on'y they was
attacked. A5 far as I can see, Ger-
many wanted wot she calls a place in
the sun; she was sort o' gettin chilly
in the shade, so she says to the Al-
leys, 'Sun or blazes the choice is wi'
you, mates,' an' the _ Alleys says
'Blazes it is, ole sport.' an' starts a-
'firinl back, an' that's 'ow it all come
about!'
I "Then why don't they arbitrate in-
:quired the little ma
dIMMalmi ....S.M.•••••=1•6,
$2
cc lend on Farms, First, Second
Mortgages. Call or write me at
once and get your loan arraaged
by return mail. No advance
charges.
E. R. REYNOLDS,
77 Victoria St., Toronto.
tere
o Cry'
C 4:- '
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IS A SKIN WHITENER
Flow to make a creamy beauty iotior
for a few cents.
The juice of Iwo fre.n lemons strained
into a bottle containing three ounces of
orchard white makes a whole quarter
pint of the most remarkable lemon skin
beautifier at about the cost one must
pay for a small jar of the ordinary cold
cream,. rare should be taken to -strain
the lemon juice through a fine cloth so
no lemon pulp gets in, then this lotion
Will kc -'p fresh for months. Every
woman knows that lemini juice is used
to 1.1,..e!I tau' remove such blemishes as
freekb sallowness and tan and is
Ithl! /.1111.1 skin softener, whitener and
beautifier
•.Iust try it I Get three 01.111C(14- of
ordwril white at any -drug store and
two lemons from the grocer and make up
0. quarter pint of this sweetly fragrant
lemon lotion and massage it daily into
the face, neck, arms and hands.
CASTO, R A
F. Wants and Chihli:en.
IN Ed You Have Always Bought
13ears the
lit;g1140.&.',3 V411
CHAPTER XX
Millie Leaves Home
Bindle's visits to "the pictures" with
Millie had become a 'weekly institu-
tion. Mr. Hearty had made several
tentative attempts to iriterfere. He
had mentioned more than once the evil
influence of the cinema, and had call-
ed attentien to paragraphs in the
newspapers and the remarks of mag-
istrates in support of his view. Bin-
dle had, however, been firm, inspired -
by the fear and appeal he saw in
Millie's eyes.
"Look 'erg, Early," he would say,
"I'm an ole warrior. You an' my.
Little Rosebud at 'ome 'eve 'elped
me, an' there ain't a known sin that
I can't dodge. Millie's all right wi'
inc. When they kiss 1 'olds me 'at
over 'er eyes." •
Millie would blush, and Mr: Hearty
who was never equal to Bindle's per-
sistent good -humor and racy speech
weuld allow the matter to drop.
A great change had come over Millie
She was gayer and brighter, her
laugh was more frequently heard, and
she seemed to be developing opinions
of her own. In her dress she was
more extravagant, although always
neat and refined.
Mr. Hearty became conscious of
the change. His eyes were often upon
his daughter, and his slow-moving
brain at work seeking for some ex-
planation of this new phenomenon.
Had he been told of the happiness
that had come into her life, he would
have been unable to understand it
working , so great a change. He
would also have disapproved, for to
his narrow faith any happiness that
sprang from association of the oppos-
ite sexes, however innocent, was the
i
eappness of sin.
In a passive way Mrs. Hearty also
had noticed the change. She had
even gone to the length of remarking
upon it to Bindle.
'She's growin'. into a woman, Mar-
tha," had been Bindle's diagnosis; "an'
un uncommon pretty woman, too. I
s'pose she gets it from 'Earty,," he
added, whereat Mrs. Hearty had sub-
sided into waves of mirth.
At first Bindle had been in some
doubt ae to the wisdom of his action
in encouraging the romance between
the young lovers; but as it progress-
ed and he saw their devotion and
Millie's happiness, all scruples vanish-
ed.
"I may be a silly ole fool," he
muttered to himself one night as he
left the raidiant .1%slilly at her door,
'hut I'm 'elpin' them two kids to
be 'appy, an after all, 'appiness is
the thing wot matters. If yer can
get it thorugh lookin' into a gal's
eyes, it's better'n gettin' it through
iookin' into a beer glass. I sooner
be 'appy than drunk any day."
Unconsciously Bindle had stumbled'
upon a great truth.
At first Millie's "evening out," as
Bindle called it, was spent at a local
cinema, Bindle conveniently disap-
pearing until ten o'clock, when he 1
would take Millie home. Later, how- !
ever, walks and rides on- omnibuses
took the place of "thepictures" in the
evening's entertainment.
Several times and Chatlie
Dixon begged Bindle to acompany
them., but he had always resolutely
refused. .
"Look 'ere, young feller, yer would-
n't 'aye 'a look in wi' Millie if I was
thr. Ain't that so, Millikins?"
A d Millie would hang on to Bindle's
arm with both hands and give a little
jump of joy. -
On evening -when Bindle arrived at
the cinema at a few minutes to ten,
hel saw Charlie Dixon the alone, ob-
viOusly in a state 'of great excite-
ment
• " 'Clio, Charlie!'„said Bindle, "wot's
up? Where's Millikins.?" There was
Oaten •in iBindle'S voice.
"We met Mr. Hearty in PutrieY
High Street arid he's taken her home.
I don't know what to do. I'm
Bindle whistled. " 'Oly Angels,
'ere's a go," he exclaimed. " 'Ere,
come along, young feller, we mustn't
stop a-jawin' 'ere." Hurriedly they
left the cinema' together.
'Ow long ago was this?" enqiIir-
ed Bindle, as they hurried along -in
the direction of Fulham High Street.
• "About ten minutes. What shall
we do?" Charlie Dizon's voice shook
him with anxiety. • s
"Well," said Bindle, "Yer'd 'better
go 'ome. I'm goin' to 'aye it out with
'Earty." There was a grim note in
Bindle's voice.. "1 aitt't a-goin' to
-leave our little Millikins to 'im."
Charlie Dixon felt that at that mo-
ment he could have hugged Bindle.
All he could do was to grip his arm.
His voice had deserted him.
" 'E learnt that from Millikins,"
murmured- Bindle to himself. as they
sped along. Outside the Grand Thea-
tre they parted, Charlie Dixon vowing
that he would wait there until Bin-
dle -came to him.
"There's goin' to be an 'ell of a
row," muttered Bindle, as he rang
the Hearty's bell.
He was admitted by a tearful Mrs.
Hearty.
"Oh, Joe, I'm so glad," she wheez-
ed. "Go up; I'll • "
Bindle raced up the stairs to the
Hearty's sittingroom. As he opened
the door Mr. Hearty was standing
by the mantelpiece, his face whitet
and set and his lips slightly drawn
from his discolored teeth. Facing him
stood Millie, with flushed face and
rebellious eyes. At the sight of Bin-
dle she uttered a cry and ran to him,
'threw her arms round ,his neck, 'chok-
ing with sobs.
Bindle soothed her as if she had
been a child;
"Oh, don't leave me, Uncle Joe,
promise., promise!" She looked at
Bindle with fear in her eyes. "Prom-
ise, darling Uncle Joe."
"I won't leave the litle Millikins,"
said Bindle reassuringly. "I !won't
leave yer until yer say I can go, see?"
Disengaging Millie's arms from his
neck, Bindle placed her gently on the
sofa, and Mrs. Hearty, who had just
entered the room breathing labori-
ously, sat down beside the half -faint-
ing girl, looking at her helplessly.
"Don't cry, Millie dear," Mrs.
Hearty wheezed, although there were
no sighs of tears, as :she stroked one
of Millie's hands.
All this time Mr. Hearty had been
looking on in a dazed -way, conscious
that the control of the situation was
slipping from his grasp. He was rou§-
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ed by Bindle's -voice effort
.
"Now, then, Tarty. wot the 'ell 'de I . e.
Millie flashed a look of scorn at
It was a new Bindle -that Mr. Hear-
‘
t3r saw before him. The humorous u‘'eitl "andam gIrllnever speak to you
twist had gone from his mouth, the again until yon take back those
light of fun was no longerinhis eyes.
words
who was demanding of him an .ex- aer. He felt helpless, as if he were
." •;
mr. Hearty saw a stern, resolute man •
Bindle looked from father to daugh-
planation. the onlooker at some impending trag-
During the last quarter of an hour edy which he Was powerless to avert.
he had pietUred a scene vas* differ -
"You are not of age, Millie, and
ent from this. He was to be the out- you must obey your father." There
..raged father indignantly demanding -wes a more persuasive note in Mr.
an explanation from it, crestfallen and Hearty's voice.
humbled Bindle. Through his mind
there had passed the thought that the "I 'am going away, father," said
Millie in the same colourless yoke;
enemy, had been delivered into his "and if you try. and prevent me—".
hands. He had felt like a righteous
She did not finsh
and triumphant Israel; and now ev- i,
"Good -night, mother." , Millie went
erything had turned out so differentlyover to her m4ther and kissed her
"Ain't you got nothink to say?"
Mr. Hearty was, awakened from Ms ( tenderly. , Mrs. Hearty continued to
cry. She looke appealingly at Bin- ,
meditation by Bindle's angry enquiry.
die, who nodde
'Even Mrs. Hearty looked up, mildly
surprised at the unaccustomed note "Look 'ere, 'E
• in Bindle's voice. die,' "you're up
"I have a lot to say," replied Mr. don't understan
Hearty with an obvious effort, "and tadlestaMnidllieit'orn:
-I want an explanation from you, Jos
epli." InstictivelY MT, Hearty felt after 'er all ri
that his tone was too mild for that For a moment
in what be meant to be a sted, then with a
ern voice,
of the outraged father, and he added olute face, he S
n"iagnhdt.,I,j,--, demanded an explana-
tion befOre you leave this house to -
"There ain't no fear 0' my leavin'
before yer went me to," replied Bindle,
grimly. "Don't you worry yer saintly
soul about that, Tarty, Now, what
is, it yer• want to know?"
Mr. Hearty stroked his chin. "I
—I—" How le disliked scenes!
"I—I want to know why Millie was
alone with a strange youngman in
Putney High Street,thie evening,when
he was supposed to be with you?"
Mr. Hearty strove to be dignified
andat the same time appropriately
stern and untompromising; but al-
ways with a gash of Christian forbear-
ance.
"That all?" enquired Bindle, con-
temptuously. "That won't take long.
She was there 'cause she wants to be
'appy, wot ' she's got a right to be.
If Yer was a man, 'Earty, instead of
an 'oly greengrocer, yer'd understan'
wi 'out tellin". If yer was to listen to
the 'ymns o' the birds instead o' them
!ungry-lookin' Young wemen in the
choir" (Mr. - Hearty flushed) "yer'd
know why Millie was wi' Charlie Dix-
on to -night. ;
"She wants love, 'Earty an' she
don't get it* 'ome. She wants 'ap-
piness, an' you never even smile • at
'er—not at that 'ud 'er -much,"
he added, with a flash of the old Bin-
dle. "Yer want to shove Gawd down
'er throat all the time, and it ain't
the real Gawd 'oo Was kind to child-
ren." ,
"She's my daugther and must obey
me," There was determination in
Mr. Hearty' voice.- He, felt he must
assert his parental authority.
'Now listen,' said Bindle; and
he proceeded to tell the whole story
of Millie's romance and the part he
had played in it. "Now''ave yer
anythink to compain aboui?" he en-
quired in conclusion. •
"I forbid her ever to -see him again."
almost shouted Mr. Hearty. The story
he had just listened to. had roused his
anger. It had outraged:les ' sense ,of
the proprieties thate'his daughter,
ghoul(' be walking Vie .'streets alone
with a; young man shehadmat cas-
ually in a train! That his own bro-
ther-in-law should be a party to such
disgraceful and sordid intrigue made
matters worse. Being a religious man
Mr. Hearty thought the worst.
He looked at Bindle. There was
no suggestions of shame or contri-
tion in his bearing.
"I will have no such goings-on
in my family," fumed Mr. Hearty,.
and in future thank you, Joseph
not ito interfere." Mr. Hearty's face
was very set- and hard: "Waht would
Mr. Sopley say if he knew?"
"That," remarked Bindle calnety,
"would depend on ,'ow long 'ago it
was since 'is mind ;was cleaned."
"Anyhow, I wont have it." And
Mr. Hearty drew himself up to his
full height.
"Wot jer goin' to d9 then?" enquir-
ed Bindle with ominous calm.
ed Bindle wit honiinous calm.
Mr. Hearty was nonplussed. What
he going to do? ...Millet could he do?
To gain time he asked a question.
, "Does Elizabeth know about this?"
he demanded. .
"Not 'er," replied Bindle contempt-
uously. "She'd like to stop the birds
a -mating, if she could." Suddenly he
grinned. "An' there wouldn't he no
lamb to go wi' Deur mint, 'Earty, if
she 'ad her way."
"I won't have it," fumed Mr. Hear-
ty again.
"I've been 'very patient, but—but--
I won't have it."
"Yer can't stop a runaway 'orse
with a notice -board," remarked Bin-
dle with unconscious philosophy.
"I'll thank you not to interfere in
my affairs, Joseph:. As I say, I've
been very patient, and, and " Mr.
Harety, whose face was deathly white,
broke of. "If," he continued "that
this—er—fellow has ruined Millie, it's
your fault."
Bindle made a movement towards
his brother-inlaw, his hand was raised
and there was murder smouldering in
his eyes, when something seemed to
rush between them. Both men\ fell
back a step and Mr. Hearty found
himself iodising into a pair of blazing
eyes that he failed to recognize as
those of his daughter.
"HoW dare you father!" she panted,
her young breast heaving, her face
flaming, and her eyes burning with
suppressed fury. Bindle regarded her
with amazement and awe.
"How dare yeti say that of Charlie
and me- I hope God will punish you
for it. You have always made me un-
happy. You have never allowed me
the pleasures other girls have. If it
hadn't been for mother I should have
run away long ago. It is fathers like
you that, make girls bad. I won't
have you blame Uncle Joe. I—I
wish he was my father." _
Mr. Hearty watched her as if fasci-
nated. Her tempest of passion had
overwhelmed him. Bindle looked from
Hearty to Mrs. Hearty, who was sit-
ting crying softly and comfortably to
herself.
Millie looked round her in a dazed
way, then produced from sontewhere a
handkerchief, with which she pro-
ceeded wipe her eyes. With great!
deliberation she walked over to Where
her hat and jacket lay upon a chair
and proceeded to put them on. •
"Millie, forbid you to go out." Mr..
Hearty was making a last despairing
yer mean by this?",
tr,aw y," she said
things, women."
7
CHAPTER XXI
,
Conclusion
,
"So 'Earty corneal round in the morn -
in' an' says 'e -'s sorry, an' Millikins
she be'aves jest like a little princess,
'oldin' 'er 'earl 'igh, as 'igh, an' agrees
to go back, an' eierybody lives 'appy
ever after' . everybody scept me. Since
that nightMrs. A'as given me pick-
les. Idon't under'etand it," he added
in a puzzled way i "seerne as if she's
sort of 'uffy cause she dripped a bit."
"I =thini that i I what it mud- be,"
remarked Mrs. ick Little, "you
must be gentle ith her."
"Gentle! you 1ont •know Mrs,
B., miss,P mean UM. When Mts.
B.'s at one end o' the broom an' you
''' the dust she rais-
ot to be, not gen-
fe
assuringly. jare within irange
es, it's nitipy yer
agi
rty," whispered Bin -
to Lizzie, she'll look tle."
n.' something yer
Mrs. Little lau hed.
I don't rightly un -
It was a forting t after the events
elf. Better let me
at Mr. Hearty's 1buse that had led
ht." -up to leaving home, and Bin -
Mr , dle
was seated with the Littles in
. Hearty hesitate
lance at Millie's res-
their new flat in Cheslea Palace Man -
id:
"Millie, your uncle will take you
to your Aunt Elizabeth.":
"That is where I was going, father,"
she replied quietly, and Mr. Hearty
felt that he hadl been badly beaten;
and by his own daughter, who; until
this evening he iad always regarded
as a child. i'
Millie leant heavily on Bindle's arm
as they walked dciven the High Street.
She did not notice that they were
going in the oppdsite direction from
the Bindles' house. Suddenly her '
'
eyes grew wide nith wonder; coming you two to get tie
towards them as Charlie Dixon,
Mrs. Little laugh
whose half -hoer had been spent in die drank deeply of
torture. 1
"Millie!" • ale at his elbow.
"I'm afraid you're' a terrible /nis-
i -
She girdled up to his face wearily. ogynist, Mr. Bindle":r said Mrs. .Lit -
"Now, young Adler," said Bindle tie.
with forged cheerfulness, "don't arst "A twit, Mum?" qu ried Bindle, with
questions. Millie's coinin'. 'ome wi' corrugated brow.
me. It'll be all right, but," and he "A woman -hater xplained Little.
"e4o ' mum, if yer'll
whispered to Charlie Dixon, "it's been
There eotere
Bindle completed his sentence allow /e to say so; 1 don't 'ate wo-
with a look. "Now then, Millikins, • men."
mons.
"Yes," continued Bindle, after a
pause, " them two love -birds is en-
gaged, and Charlie Dixon's enlisted,
Millie' e as pro* as an 'en wot's
laid an egg. 'Earty's a different man,
but it's Mrs. B. wot.does me. She'd
take the edge ell! a chisel. Gentle
I'd like to meet the an 'oo'd got the
pluck to try it on Mrs. B," And
Bindle laughe,d good-humoredly.
"An' to think," continued Bindle,
looking quizzically from Dick Little
to his wife, "to think that I 'elped
d gaily, and Bin-
a large glass of
eay good -night to charlie an' well be "But," persisted s. Little, "you
off." lc
Like a tired child she lifted her face
to be,kissed, a iliekler of a smile play-
ing round her moist lips.
"Good -night, Ch*lie," slie whisper-
ed.* "I'm so tired.'13
"I shall always e grateful, Mr.
Bindle," said Charlie Dixon, grasping
Bindle's hand.
"Leggo, you yo
Bindle. Charlie 1 D
hand as if it . hac
"Next time you're
ed Bindle, as he
his hand, "you put
it won't hurt so rmu
And they parted.
"That you, Biridl
nized the familiar tones as he groped
along the passage of his house with
Millie....
Mrs. Bindle looked up fromthe
supper table as the entered the kit-
.
are al,vays suggestie , how happy the
world would be withitut us."
Bindle removed his !cigar from his
mouth and, bending forward towards
'Mrs. Little, remarked impressively,
'You got 'old o' the Wrong end o' the
stick, mum. I ain't got nosthink to
say agin women. I likes the ladies."
"But," broke in Little, "didn't you
hg fool" yelled eolemnlY warn me, Bindle? Now, own '
,
been electrified.
,
'That's quite correct," replied Bin-
rateful," remark-
. .
die, with undisturbed composure. "I
uefully examined
_did as I wpuld like a mate to do by
me, I jest put up me', and like an'
th47.1”own. - on paper,
said, 'Dangerous crosinn' 'ere,' same
• e as they do for motors." e
?" Bindle recog-
93ut you say you are not a wo--
man-hater, I don't understand." Sirs.
Little screwed up her pretty face
in which Little regarded as a most
provoking manner. I .
"Well, mum,'you're aS o' mixite up
women an' wives. I I ain't got no -
think to say against women provided
they 'don't marry yet. When they do
they seems to change.", Bindle paus-
ed, then with unconscious philosophy
1
added, "P'raps it's because they find
out all about yer."-•
The silence that ensued was broken
by Bindle. "I suppose," he said
thoughtfully, "I'd Sort o' miss my little
bit of 'eaveri if anythink was to 'ap-
pen to 'er. Fancy gone" 'ome an' no
one there to say, 'Got a job?' "
There was a note in Bindle's voice
which constrained Little and his wife
to silence. After a minute's pause
he added:
"
"It can't be all 'oneY vn' with an
4 i
1
'eathen such as me."
For fully five minutes no one spoke.
de broke the
xon dropped his uPi"
"I brought Millie 'ome, Lizzie," said
Bindle simply "There's been trouble.
'fatty's gone mad. X'11 tell yer all a-
bout it later.
One look told Mrs. Bindle every-
thing he wanted to iknow. Allthe
baulked motherhood in her rtature
rose up as she took' the girl in her
arms, and led 1194 upstairs.
Bindle sat down to his supper.
Several times Mrs) Bi dle entered the
room to fetch various things, but no
wordpassed betweejt them. Bindle
had been taken by suijprise. He would
have been even more surprised ,,had
he seen the expression on Mrs.Bindle's
face as she coaxed and crooned over
the girl lying on the bed upstairs.
When she finally returned to the
kitchen, Bindle, his skipper finished,.
had :made up his mind to a great
sacrihce. For a fewl seconds they
stood regarding each tether. It was
Bindle who broke the silence.
"Lizzie," he said awkwardly, "I'll
go to chapel on. Sunday if you like."
And then for no reagon at all Mrs.
Bindle sat down at the table, buried
her face in her arms and sobbed con-
vulsively.
"I wonder wet I done now," mut-
tered Bindle, as he regarded Mrs. Bin-
dle's heaving shoulders ivith a puzzled
expression - on his face. 'Funny
It was again Bindle, w
silence. ,
"It was you, sir, o' course, wot play-
ed that litle game on 'Earty?"
"What, the Theodore ook joke?"
enquired Little.
Bindle looked puzzled. 'I mean the
dog an' ousekeepers an orphans. I
felt sorry for 'Earty en." And
Bindle laughed in spite of himself.
•"It wes a cruel jest, wboever play-
ed it," said Mrs. Littlewith decision;
andher meaningly at er husband
she 'added. "I hope I shall I ever know
who did it, or I should t peak very
bluntly."
Dick Little looked uncomfortable;
and Bindle createcra diversion by ris-
ing.
"Well, I must be 'oppin" it," be re-
marked genially. "I enjoyed this lit-
tle talk."
Dick Little preceded him into the
hall. Bindle stepped back into the
room.
"Miss—mum, I Mean," he said awk-
wardly, "you ain't inclined to be re-
ligious, are yer?"
There was such earnestness in his
voice ,that Mrs. Little checked the
laugh that was upon he lips.
"No, Mr. Bindle, Pm afraid I'm not
at all a good person."
Bindle heaved a sigh of relief.,
"Then se's got a sportin' chance," he
muttered, half to himself, -"ood-
night, mum," And Bindle closed the
door behind him.
"Well, Ettie," said Dick Little, as.
he re-entered the room, "what do pat
think of J.B. ? Not a bad sort' of
fellow, eh?"
"Dick, I think he's a perfect dear."'
And Dick Little expressed entire
concurrence with his wife's view in
a way that young husbands have.
I- THE END.
CURING SKIN TROUBLES
So many people; both men and wo-
men, suffer from skin troubles, such as
eczemt, blothes, pimples and irrita-
eczema, blotches, pimples and irrita-
sary. It is a great mistake for such,
sufferers and those with bad complex-
iOns to smear themselves with greeter
ointments. Often they could not do -
anything worse; for the grease clogs.
the pores of the troubled skin and
their tondition acually becomes worse_
When there are pimples or erup-
tions, or an irritating or itching rash,.
a soothing horacic solution may help,
tot allay the irritation, but of course.,
that does not cure the trouble. Skin -
complaints some from an impure con-
dition of the blood and will persist an -
til the blood is thor•oughly purified.
It is well known that Dr.Williams Pink
-
Pills have effected the best results in
many forms of skin disorders and
blemishes. This is due to the fact that ,
these pills make new, rich blood, ,and'
that this new blood attacks the impure
ities that give rise to skin troubles:
,and disperse them; so • that Dr. Wil-
liams' Pink Pills cure the skin disord-
ers from within the system—the only
sure way.
It should be added that Dr. Williams
Pink Pills have a beneficial effect ;upon
the general health. They increase the --
appetite and energy and cure diseases
that arise from impure blood.
You can get these pills through any -
medicine dealer or by mail at 50 -ceas-
e box or six boxes for $2.50 from The,
Dr. Williams Medicine Co., Brock,
ville, Ontario.
New Zealand Lacks Salt.
There -is a marked shortage of salt
for an purposes in New Zealand, es-
pecially table and common salt. The
price has been increased considerablr
during the last year, and the outlook.
does not seem bright for a suflitient
supply in the near future.
Last Jelly fine salt was selling to-
e.ally for $31.68 per ton, and by, Oc-
tober the prieeeltad Increased to
$65,69 a ton, and at the end of the
Year, $80.29 a ton.
The imports for the ii7/43 years from
1911 to 1915 ranged frora 20,250- to -
25;275 tons, averaging about 22,162
tons per annum, and for 1915 the
figures jumped to 32,298 tons, but,
dropped to 16,101 tons for 1917.
Of the imports during 1917 the•
United Kingdom supplied 8,928 tons;
Australia, 5,577 tons, and the :United
States, 574 tons.
It would seem that there Is an
opening for additional salt from the,
United States•at this time, providing
shipping space can be procured and,
prices met.—Commerce Reports.
Bun Efficiency.
It is reported that in Germanys
several thousand women — selected.
for their youth, energy and attrac-
tteeness — are learning the Russian
language. Their tutors are Russian
prisoners, who are compelled to give
them lessons. These students are in-
tended to pursue, after the war, the
6ecupatiofl of travelling saleswcunen.
to the Russian markets.
One bar in every five
FREE-:—thre's economy!
igger Comfort Soap bar gives you more soap for the money
ver before. The weight has been increased because, as
now, there ire no premiums with the Bigger Ba/J,s wrapper.
is a real chance to save in houseleeping expenses.
If youi really want .more GOOD soap for
your Money you'll just firmly ask your
goer for the bigger -Comfort Bar—he can
supply you. If you are still getting the
former smaller Comfort Soap, keei)
on sav ng the wrappers, they are still
good f r premiums.
Pugsley, Dingman & Co., Limited
Toronto
ame.
4=12"mr".
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