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The Huron Expositor, 1939-06-02, Page 7LEGAL ELMER D. BELL, B. . Successor to John H. Beat rr1iOt, Solicitor, Notary Public Se th . • *taste 11-•1S McCONNELL & DAYS Barristers, Solieleore, Etc. Patrick D. McConnell - H. Glenn Hay) SEAFORTH, ONT, Telethton a 174 3693- VETERINARY 693' VETERINARY A. R. CAMPBELL, V.B. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary Col- lege, University of Toronto. All die - eaten of otic animate treated by the meet anoderm principles. Charges reasonable. Day or night calls seronopily attended to. Office on. Main Street, Hensali, • opposite Town Hall. Flume 116. Breeder of Scottish Ter - esters, Inverness Kennels, Heiman. 12-$7 MEDICAL SEAFORTII CLINIC DR. E. A. McMASTER, M.B. Graduate of University of Toronto J. D. COLQUHOUN, M.D., C.M. Graduate of Dalhousie University, Halifax. The Clinic is fully equipped with crrplete and modern X-ray and other up-to-date diagnostic and thereuptic Margaret K. Campbell, M.D., L.A.B.P., Specialist in diseases in in- fants and children, .. will be at ninte Ctlinic e last Thursday in every h from 3to6p.m. Dr. F. J. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tmesday in every month from 3 to 5 pan. Free Well -Baby Clinic will be held on the second 'and last Thursday in every month from 1 to 2 pet.' 3687 - JOHN A. GORWILL, B.A., M.D. Physician and Surgeon IN DR.. H. H. ROSS' OFFICE Phone 5-W - eeSeaforth W. C. SPROAT, M.D., Physician and Surgeon Phone 90. Offiee Johii St., Seaforth. TWELFTH INSTALMENT SYNOPSIS When the the wealtthy foster par- ents of Marjorie Wetherill both die she finds a letter telling that alio has a twin sister, that she was adopted when her, own par- ents couldn't afford to support both of them and that her real name is Dorothy Gay.• Afore in the world, but with a fortune of her own, she considers looking up her own family whom she has nev- er seen. A neighbor, Evan Bow- er, tries to argue her out of it and tells her he loves her and asks her to marry ,him. She Prom to think it over but decides first to see her family. She goes to their address, finds that they are destitute and, gradually persuades tem to accept things they need. • When the doctor 'calls to see her mother 'she notices that he seems particularly interested in her sis- ter. Marjorie goes to church in Brentwood, where her family used to live, and becomes very much interested in the young minister there, with whom she later bas lunch in the city. While at Brent- wood ehe sees the home her fain.- ily formerly owned, buys it back for thema and gives the deed to it to her father on Christmas morn- ing. The whole family r_ very joyful. While preparing f o r Christmas dinner the minister and doctor. both drop in and are urged to stay to dinner. Ail are enjoying themselves when Evan Brower makes a surprise visit. He is unwelcome by all, but Mar- jorie agrees to have lunch with him the next day. and <tlhougbt it -over, step by step, thrilling anew at the mewory. 'ilhere was just one part she forgot to re- view, and that was the interlude in which Evan Brower figured. And none the least among her mem- orieswas that of Gideon Beaver. Btty lay beside her, eyes staring wide ahead at the blank wall of the room in the darkness. Betty was thinking of the look on the doctor's face, when. he had. said, "Something real about this place!" Wondering about the doctor, thinking of all the fun he had made for them during the afternoon • and evening. Contrasting it with a few experiences in her me- ager past that she had called "good times." "Well, haven't you got them all set- tled?" A. gleam of something like joy flit- ted . across her face, but she shook her bead.. "Not all, yet." "How long will it take?" There was' a trace of auger in ship voice. "I'm Dot' sure, but when I come home I'can talk with you about it. I ,shall know then what I am going to do." She laid the box down definitely on the table between them, and sat back with finality. • - "But I love you, Marjorie ! " She studied him rather hopelessly for a minute and then she said: "If you truly love me, won't you prove it to me by putting that ring back in your pocket and just sitting there and talking to me in a pleasant natural way ass you always have done, without any perplexing questions or anything? .fust let's talk!" He looked at her keenly for a min- ute and then he said quietly, with an inscrutable mask on his face: "Very well: What shall I about?" She knew by his tone he was angry, but she could not it. "Oh,, anything! Suppose I ask you a question. It's something I've been wondering. Evan, you were brought up a good deal as I was, you're in the same church, and active in it. What do you believe about being sav- ed?" He looked at her as if she had sud- denly gone crasy. "Saved?" he said. "What in the world do you mean?" "Why saved from your sins. Fit. to go to Heaven, you know, when you die. His face softened her as if she were a very young child. "My dear! I am afraid the long strain of nursing Mrs,. Wetherill, and then seeing her idle, has been too much for your nerves," "Oh, no," said Marjorie, looking up brightly, "you don't undersexed me. I'm not in the least morbid. In a way I'm happier than I ever was in my life before, because I've found that I have a Saviour from sin." He studied her face with responsive eyes a moment he said coldly: "So, that's the line of your new family, is it? They are fanatics!" She sprang up as if he had struck her, and her eyes grew suddenly alien, "No, Evan, you are mistaken! My family are not fanatics. But I heard this in a sermon, and then 1 read it in the Bible. -It is there quite plainly if you will hunt for it." She was speaking. almost,haughtily as if he were a stranger. Then she glanced down at her watch. "And • now if you will excuse me L will take a taxi back home." She flashed a distant little smile at him and walked out of the dining The next morning 'Marjorie became aware of something strained in the atmosphere that hadn't been there the day before. Finally she said to Betty' "Have I done something wrong?" "Ole mercy, no!" said Betty sharp- ly. ,,:fit's just seeing that high-end- migh•ty friend) of yours, I stiepose. I-iave you known him long?" "You mean Evan Brower? Oh, yes, I've known him practically all my life." "He .means to take you home with him," .said Betty. "Excuse me for listening. You'll go, too. I can see that! And if you do it'll be good-bye sister, all right! Are you engaged?" "Mercy no!" said Marjorie. "Where did you get that idea?" "Out of his masterful manner. If you aren't, you probably will be by hire tirne lunch is over. You ought to bave told us about him before you let us all get to caring about you. It wasn't fair, after all these years with- out you." • "Betty!" Marjorie whirled about to- ward her sister. "What in the name of peace is the matter with you, Betty?" Marjorie said, ihalf ready to cry, "there wasn't anything to tell. He's just a friend of the family and there's nothing at all between us. I'm not engaged to anybody, and don't mean to be for sometime, if I ever am." "Oh, yes?" said Betty again in- credulously. "Well, wait till you come back -if you come back!" Suddenly Marjorie rushed at her sister, half laughing, half crying and gave her a loving shaking. "There!" she said breathlessly. "Stop this! fen not going away with him. 1 wouldn't think of such a titling." Then a gone. Down in the city Marjorie had trou- bles of her own_ It was Evan Brow- er's idea of a good ime to 'make Mar- jorie suffer plenty for shaving gone off without leaving him her address. So Marjorie was seated at a sump- tuously appointed table in one of the most exclusive hotels in the city with. a stern companion who lectured her as if she were a naughty little girl. At last she looked up and smiled. "Now, Evan, don't you think we'd better talk about you awhile?" she suggested. And how in the world did you get away from your family Christ- mas party? I'm afraid you hurt your mother's feelings terribly." That was an unfortunate She saw it at once. Evan immediately. "I came away. "Oh, node laughed Marjorie firmly, "I'm not going back ' yet. 1 haven't finished my visit. But I'll be ready at eleven if you like. Thank you again for the orchids. So nice of you to think of me. Oh-" as he swung the door smartly open, "it's snowing a- gain, isn't it? How lovely! Christ- mas always has twice the thrill when it snows sometime during the day! Well, good night. I'll be ready at eleven." So they started in to sing again, discovering a lot of sweet old Christ- mas songs they all knew. A little after eight Gideon rose. "Friends, I've got to tear myself away," he said. "I have a service at nine. I came here originally to get recruits for it, but I haven't the heart to tear you apart on Christmasnight. Though it would be great to have that last song repeated, and if the doctor would come too he and. Ted and I could do the trio!" "He w'asp's going to ask us! No, lye hasn't the heart • to tear us<saway! 'And yet he's fixed it all up for us to be on the program!'; lau'g'hed the doc- tor. "But friend, you're going to have the surprise of your life. We're going, of course, aren't we, Betty?" "Oh," said Betty both eagernessand withdrawal fighting for the mystery ir. her eyes. Marjorie passed her brother as • he was coming down the stairs, a kind of triumph in his tread. "Is Betty going?" she whispered as she passed. "I don't dare ask," he grinned back. "Leave it .to Doc. Perhaps he can work the trick!" But Betty was flying as fast as any of them to get ready. Here was a chance to go out with a good looking young man and Wear her new fur coat and her new gray hat, and Betty was not the one to turn that down, even if it was just a religious service in a little old despised common cha- pel! By common consent the doctor went with Betty. It was a beautiful service. There was much singing and prayer, won- derful, tender prayer from both min- ister and people. There was a heart- searching - talk from Gideon Reaver pressing home the fact to 'each soul present that the Lord .Jesus was born and suffered and died just for him. And then after another fender brief prayer Gideon called for his quart - DR. 'F. J. BURROWS Office,, Main Street, over Domindop Bailk Bldg. Hours: 2 to 5' p.m. and 7 to 8 p.m., and by appointment. Residence, Goderich Street, two doors west of the United Church. Phone 46. 12-a8 DR. HUGH H. ROSS • Graduate of University of Toronto, Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physlelans and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate course in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; RoyEngland; ; Universityylmie ceHospitall,n- , Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 6. ' Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. 12-36 DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- mei and Aural lnsUty'e, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pital, London, Eng. At COMMERCIAL HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD WED- NESDAY in • each month, from 1.30 p.m. to 4.30 p.m. 53 le aterloo Street South, Stratford. AUCTIONEERS 12--17 talk that help 1p(Ooautensed frtolp The . CeMMeUtet'ele in 13100deVA Hlge 31) t+ There was a time when you tad to,plurneee He Mounts, 4e .00S go up ill the ae. to. le. fly. Notw,. n,.'!bOtottthtetieal Matt •tto 10li:e gh Weeks to a device invented! by a Bay, Settlee - to iade angel1 • »epda :� young New 'Y'o'rk barnstormer named keeps her levelled off. and 9'leiebe fop;. Ed Link ytou eau team to operate -the sigOale. Fit ra49 coarse MAP Iles ,ilefore him. . After a time, his tealrpbones catch' the dot-dagh of a beam. He foU''0we it by means of .the phones and visraa9 radio comtpaae, until it grows load, them suddenly fades.. -Ile knows awe: that to is in the cone of silence, di-. redly above -the radio tower. He cw- erShoote the mimed, following an- other beam, Closing altitudle, turns and theads• for the field. Meanttime, he has obtained from the instructor tibo Alti- tude 'lane at which he is, to come in - At a dtie ansce of •1,000 feet from the ireJld'aq runway, a marker beacon's Agnate reach 'him. Speed is kept at 80 miles an hour, wings,and nose held at proper landing attitudes by refer- ence to an instttvtnmentt tuned to a ground transmitter. A second mark- er ,beacon ,impulse directs the pilot to set down on the runway. Indelilblly traced by the inked indi- cator, his course confronts Brim as he steps from the cockpit. A record to be studied at leisure, it forms the basis for further instruction.. The swiftness with which the Link carr advance even tyros to instrument proficiency renders it 'very valuable to the military. Great Beittaur, profit- ing by Cher frightful loss of imperfect- ly trained pillets in the last war, has 250 Trainers scattered about the em - vire. The Reich, the Soviet Union, Italy, Japan, all train ptiiita.ry pilots on the Link. The pilots who flew Chamberlain to Berchtesgaden and Munich were weaned on Links; as were the German: pilots escorting tem. Link -trained Chinese combat pilots oppose Link -trained Japand e over the Yangtze. It has been the same in Spain. Link recoils from the lethal impli- cations of This eerainer's use. But he has made something that the mo- dern world wants and needs. It has marked military value -yes. But there is every reason why, with the cur- rent expansion of air transport and the coming boom in amateur aviation, his marvel may perform a service for safety as well as destruction. IR AT r � $ 504$'- a / '• NO HIGHER the oontrole and get the actual feel of flyti g im a miniature airplane on tits gootlmtdi• Cradled on a chamber of compress- ed ass emits -oiled. by powerful bellows, the Link 'Drainer does everything a free, powered plane does+• -except fly. By "means of enemiest'io devdoes, it ac- cumattely mimics hazaarde of flight, such as ice -encrusted wings • and bumupy air. You may lose altitude or go into a spin preciselyA as an incautious wooed in a big'plane• operator who gallows his motor to stall long enough is roughed about so realistically that veteran pilots have been beeped out of the cockpit total- ly airsick. The public 'knows little of the Link Trainei', but it is standard equipment with the U. S. Bureau of Air Com- merce, the Anmy, which owns twenty- five, and the Navy. European' and Armericam: comimercial lines educate their pilots to instrument ffying in the Trainer and use it to subject trbem to periodic checkuips. Link built his first model in a cor- ner of his father'sorgan factory, adapting „pneumatic methods used in the bellows system of a cottage or- gan.. He new Manufactures Trainers in plants at Binghamton, N. Y., and Ganamoque, Ontario. The pressure of world-wide orders required • him, last January, to quadruple his Bingham- ton capacity. His Canadian factory is now working on a $1,250,000 order for British' Empire customers. Train- er's sell at from $6,009 to $10,000 each and Link, at 35, is well on the road to hie first' mliliion. The inventor • received no technical training in school, but he took it In through the pores at the family shop. The making of organs rents en • a form of power foreign to most indus- trial processes, namely, 'compressed :air. Every aspect of compressed air power fascinated Ed as a boy. When he was 23 he took up flying in , the rhapsodic hubbub that follow- ed Lindbergh's hop to Faris- Soon he was teaching others to fly. But however ,exciting a flight might be to the student, the thing quickly works itself into a routine for the teacher. To a main of Link's drive, it was drudgery, and he sought a way to re- produce on the ground the experienc- es of flight. He spent the next win: ter, 1927.28, experimenting in the or- gan factory with bellows, wind vents -the sustaining power of air. By ,spring he had the problem solv- ed; a training Machine that could be made to behave as a plane in flight. Ed founded a flying school guaran- teeing to qualify all comers who ethowed promise for a flat fee of $85. By 1931 the s'dhool had 150 students. Then ie 1932 the 'de -premien caught up with Ed, his classes diminishing, until the school showed a loss. Meanwhile he Iliad not been able to sell his Trainer 17 sufficient vol- ume to keep up a p.'uduc•tion sched- ule. A few had been sold to trans- port lines, the British had picked up several, others• had gone elsewhere in Europe; in 1930, the Navy bought one, in 1932 the Army ordered six. The principal revenue, however, hud cerise from am+ussement parks. Ed and his brother, George, displayed the 'ie -airier art all air shows. At one, George was pestered by sightseers who insisted on climbing into the cocki>-itt and Tiering a go at the con- trols, Ed suggested that they turn t,hv curiosity into cash. whereupon they offered a "flight" in the Trainer for a quarter. The crowds ate it up, and tJiereaft.er the side show admis- sion fes /helped keep the factory go- ing. In 1931, cancellation of the air mail contracts and the disaster that befell the Army air corps on its unsought attempt to, fly the mail stunned the aviation world into a realization of the necessity of instrument training --aid at. once. Link hstd the anewer and overnight he was swamped with inquiries. From the end of 1934 . he he has been on a 'steady Pr schedule. When you enter the cockpit of a Link Trainer you take off as you would in any plcine. As you "climb" tee inclru•ments read precisely as would those in an asoending ship. Once in the air, you pick your alti- tude and level off. Bring cushioned on air and, uns+tahilized, you have all the sensations of flying except for- ward' metion. if a wing droops, the pilot is sit once conscious of it and the set inch! horizon indicator re- minds him further. lie gains and los• es spittles, turns, banks and pulls out of hanks. Without tine Tna.iner, it took dight to ten hours, all in the air, to qualify a -solo pilot; with the Trainer, the time is cut in half. And only ono hour in the aim -or less. George Link. the Tra.iner'is first pupil back in 1928, got his solo wings after only 42 minutes, aloft. taxi chew up and she was and the spoke to a sick person, or HAROLD DALE Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in tarm and household sales. Paces reasonable. For dates and information, write Harold Dal; , Seaforth, or apply at The Expositor Office. 1Z-87 He: "Why did you send that poor fellow back for your cold bream? He'll never find iL" to get the She: "I only wanted chap off my bands." • A man of rare humor was Joseph �. Choate, America's one-ttme am- bassader to the Omni of St. James's. Once at a brilliant London recep- tion, where all the mule guests' save Mr. Choate were attired int rich uni- formis; the Ani,erican A'mbassador's conventional evening clothes Were mistaken by one of the company for the garb of a ,waiter. "Cali mea cab," tie` ordered Choate. "You are a cab," said the Arabes- trader obligingly. Outraged at this apparent insult from a servant, the guest complained to the host, pointing out the offending g► iter!" exclaimed the 'hos t. •'Why, that's the American Ambasea- 'dor. Come with me and I'll introduce 7oWhen inttroduetion and explanation Iliad been pleted, Mr. Choate re- marked 'ctrb1meecnalle, "He told me to scall him a flab, and 1 did. If he had' .been a little better looking I would Crave called trim a hansom cab." fir ti4.1€s thought. stiffened I had to. I felt that you needed my protection and I had something to say to you." He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a tiny velvet case, of the color of violets. She lookedat it and an anxiety entered her soul. "Open it!" he said, "I want to watch your face when you see it." There seemed nothing to do but take it and open it. She held the lit- tle box gently in her hand as if !t were a living thing that she might hurt and hesitated, looking at him, and trying to think what to do. Then she touched the pearl spring and dis- closed- the wonderful blue diamond set in a delicate frostwork.. of platin- um, For an instant she caught her breath at its beauty, for it whs a charming ring. Then suddenly , the trouble in her eyes grew definite and she shut the cover down sharply with vexed un - and then room. He followed her, of course, instant- ly. his face haughty and 'indignant, but he summoned a taxi and put her in. "You are very headstrong!" he said as he gave her hand a cold hard grip. "I didn't dream you haul it in you to be so hard. When are you planning to return?" "I'm not hard, Evan, really. Only you've said some things that were rather difficult to bear. But we'll talk about that' when. I get home. I shall probably come a few days after New Year's." He watched her gravely as the taxi took her away into the light falling snow-, his own face stern, reproach• ful. 1:0ONVERIETIsT',m ROor# NOT tr-8t' WWI Air ' .• TAKE A''-DEt if FROM REPOT BR LONDON and WIN fH NORTH Exeter Henault Kipper ,• .,.......'10:52 Brucefield .. .. • .. 1111'41:2'4;:°45:: jts00 Clinton-' Londesbor• �5 Blytth IrrB Belgmave 1`2:'27 Wrotham 12.45' SOUTH He looked at her es if she were crazy. ette, and Ted calmly arose and led• the way to the front. Marjorie es she walked behind him marvelled at his coolness, his reverent attitude, as if he were a young priest going to per- form his duty at the altar. She found herself Bettytie nervous came, and heruBetty. tal alto was deep and sweet. Then they went home with the memory of the little chapel in its gala greenerY. and the sweet songs, the tender looks on faces, the Chris- tian testimonies with whichthe ing had closda, holybeautiful won- derful to a day that had from start to finish. Marjorie lay awake'' for a long time mil - P.M. WIngha.m 1:511 Belgrave 2.06 . Blyth 2.17 Lontdesboro - 2.26 Clinton $i08 Brumfield 3.28 Kitten * - . 3.38 Henarall 3.45 Exeter, 3.58 C.N.R. TIME TABLE EAST A.M. P.M. G.oderieh ' `• 6.35 2.30 Holmesville 6.50 2.52 Clinton 6.58 3.00 Seaforth 7.11 3.16 St. Columban 7.17 3.22 Dublin 7.21 3:29 Mjtchell 7.30 .3.41 Mitchell Dublin Seaforth Clinton Goderich Bruce Barton in the course of a lit- erary argument paid at a reception: "My friend's literary references are mixed. He reminds me of a story." "A lady went into a butcher's and asked for a pound of filet of beef, "The butcher cut it off: 'There you are, ma'am. Just 14 ounces.' "But the lady said, 'No, I want a pound exactly. It's for, an important dish at an important luncheon." "The butcher cut off a bigger chunk. 'Eighteen ounces. That all right, ma'am?' • "'No,' said the lady -and she was a rich and valued customer -'No, I want you to cut roe off a pound, no more and no less.' ' "'Oh,' groaned the butcher, as he took up his knife again, 'you and your pound of flesh! Why, you're a regu- lar Shylock Holmes.'" There was an alert strained somr'- thing in the atmosphere when Mar- jorie got back to ter father's hour,: that melted at once under her smiles and her obvious gladness to be with -theta once more. "Did•n't we have a good time yes- terday?" Marjorie said to Betty, think- ing aloud. "We all did, but I can't see where the good time came in for you," said Betty sourly. "Oh, my dear!" said Marjorie twink- ling. "I had the best time of my life seeing you all open your things." That evening after the children were put to bed they all gathered in the little parlor again, with the soft lights of the Christmas tree glowing, and talked. • "Marjorie," said her father, "your mother and i have 'been talking things ever and we feel that there is grave danger, in our love for you, and our longing to havo you always with us, that we shall be unfair to you. Since seeing the young man who called up- on you last evening we realize more than ever that there are others whom you have known far longer than you have known us, who perhaps have a prior claim upon you." (Continued Next Week) a snap. "Oh, Evan! Please! You ought not to have done this! Not now anyway! I told you I could not think of such things now. Please! I'm sorry, but I couldn't take that!" "Please!" she nsisted. "I could not take a thing like this until I was sure!" His face was haughty and frozen. "And why aren't you sure?" he asked, "It's• been nearly ten days since I asked you to marry me, You've had plenty of time to' think it over." "No," she said firmly, "I haven't. I've had other things to think about and settle. They had to come first be- fore anything." WEST 11.06 11.14 11.30 11.45 12.05 9.28 9.36 9.47 10.00 10.26 C.P.R. TIME TABLE EAST Goderich Menet McGaw Auburn Blyth Walton McNaugiht Toronto WEST A.M. Toronto 8 - McNaught 12.03 Walton 12.13 Blyth 12.23 Auburn 12.32 McGaw 12.40 Menet 12.46 Goderich 12.55 P.M. 4.20 4,24 4.33 4.42 4.b2 5.05 5.15 9.00 Shirley Ann was having difficulty with the 'e' and 'i' sequence in spell- ing, How do you spell .relief?" the teacher. "WPA," answered Shirley quickly. • "My wife had a dream Lest night and thought she married, a million- aire." "You're fortunate. that in the daytime." asked Ann Mine thinks • "Listen, young fellow, the man who wishes to marry my daughter must have bright prospects. Whatever his trade- or profession, he must have plenty of opportunity for advance- ment. Now what have you to say for yourself let that respect?" "Plenty, sir. I'm just the chap. My present position le the lowest in my firm." The demand, today is for pilots who can read their course by radio sig- nals through fog, and land through ceiling zero. Learning to fly by in- stein:nentts, blind except for the eyes supplied by radio beams, calls for thorough, intensive drilling. It is here that the Trainer most justifies itself. Usually a pilot may be ad- vanced to inetrument flying only af- ter 50 hours in the air. Twenty hours in the Link and only five in the afr will now turn the same trick. The Trainer complete for inetru- mcnt instruction has a second unit - an instructor's table and means of eommnunicat.in,g with the mock plane. Fretiiwt tlhis table go radio range si,g- na.ls, as well es telephonic instnro- tions, from the mythical airport where the student is landing. Atop the table is en innk•ed iud4cattor that automa.tica:lly reprodeoets the plane's course. In the cabin, the pilot, on bis own, must rely on instruments and ear- WEST ar =SNAPSHOT cU1I_ SOFTER SHA DOWS s sale Baby's blanket on the lawn is a fine reflector. Note the soft, pleasing Tight effect it produces here. Use such a reflector when you can, especially when taking informal portraits. on the lawn is an excellent reflector, which softens shadows in the child's face and clothing. Soft, transparent shadows are generally desirable in an informal portrait, especially if we want a truthful likeness of our subject. Open shade -as on the shady side of a house -often provides a suitable lighting. The subject in open shade is illuminated by light reflected from the sky, instead of direct sunlight. Naturally, since this light is weaker, exposure should be increased to, about twice normal. A very short "time" or' "bulb" exposure may be necessary with a box camera or in= expensive folding camera. Form the habit of observing shad- ows when you take a picture. Be on ,v•, guard against broad hat brims that shade features too much, aid ..be- ware of lighting that is'too)llah'eh.or "contrasty" for good effebt. lt4'tl'ally a simple reflecting device will solve such problems, and help yoti . get a, better picture. 237 John van Guilder IF we compare a picture of a snow scene with almost any summer picture, we observe a -marked dif- ference in the shadows. In the sum- mer picture. shadows tend to be strong and black. In the winter pic- ture, shadows possess 'beautiful clearness and transparency, and the effect tends to be quite pleasing. The reason for this difference is that snow on the ground is a fine reflector. which casts light into all shadow areas, and brightens them. In summer, green grass does not have this same reflecting power, and therefore, sbadows are darker. However, even in summer we can brighten the shadows of a subject if we use some sort of improvised re- flector. A book or newspaper held in a•person's lap will often serve as such a reflector, helping illuminate the face and soften shadows there. If a subject is placed near a wall of a white house, and stands so that the wall reflects light to the shadow side of his face, a niore pleasing picture, may be obtained. The baby's blanket • r>: I;!