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Exeter Advocate, 1913-5-22, Page 212-4 I -Cc; S iva t xTufiS �.ORPORATION11112viITED ESTAl3USHaQ iSQl NEAP OFFICE: 2e KING mazer EAST , Toeso sora MONTREAL. LeIstJars, E.O., ENO. The Bonds of long-established industrial concerns e% INOONIE SECURITY and MARKETABILITY OUR FIRST MORTGAGE SINK- ING FUND INDUSTRIAL BONDS OF RECENT ISSUES YIELD THE INVESTOR SIS' PER CENT. $100, $500 or $1,000 bonds are obtain- able, either registered or payable to bearer.. Descriptive Circulars upon Request OZZADIANGOVERNMENTMUNICIPAL AND COR O ON O S And, with these words, she bore it into her dining -room and closed the door. "Weill' breathed Fenner, help- lessly. "That's about the limit ! Either that wretched dog goes, or else—" And for.the third time he left his sentence unfinished; though, curi- ous to relate, he had ceased to look angry. "She can't be a day more than he remarked to himself, with apparent irrelevanoe. "And a neat little figure, tool" "I 'card what 'appened this morning, Mr. Fenner,"said Mrs. Poskett regretfully, as she prepared the table for lunch. "And very sor- ry I am it should 'ave 'appened. Mind you, I feared unpleasantness as soon as ever they told me they'd got a dog with 'em." "Oh, there's no need to mention it, Mrs. Poskett," he returned eas- ily. `Togs will be dogs, you know." "Very good of you to take it like that, sir," said the landlady. "Of course, you've been with me a long time now; so if you says the dog must go, why, the party that owns it must 'ave notice. That's all. there -is to say about it." - "Oh, no, they mustn't go !" ex- claimed Fenner, eagerly*. "I -I don't mind the dog a. bit. Jolly little beggar, I should say—when you know it better." "Then that's all right," said. the landlady, with relief. "Oh, by the way, Mrs. Poskett," remarked Fenner, "who are these new people you've got down- stairs?" "Came last evening, sir. Name of Cartwright—widow lady and 'er daughter." "And what is—er--the daughter's name V' "Sylvia, sir." "Sylvia!" breathed. Mr. Fenner, raptly, and a look half of amuse- ment and half of shrewd suapioion; flashed into the. landlady's eyes. By profession Mr, Fenner was an author, and so did all his work in his room's. On this circumstance he new congratulated himself, for it afforded him plenty of chances of encountering•` Miss. Cartwright in the • hall below. To that end he haunted the hall that evening, but nothing came of it. "I suppose it wouldn't do to ask Mrs. Poskett to introduce us?" he pondered. "And they'd be sure to see througlh it if I went in and--er— asked how the dog was after this morning's excitement. Wonder what I can do 7 He was still wondering, when the door of the dining -room opened. Inetantly Mr. Jack Fenner's cour- age deserted him, and he began to retreat up the stairs. • "Jack!" invitingly called the voice of Miss Cartwright. "Jack!" Mr. Fenner turned and came downstairs again, trembling with delicious excitement. "Yes?" he asked, eagerly. Dim as was the. light in the hall, he oould see that she was surveying him with frigid mein. "I -I thought you'called . me 7" he stammered, "I was calling my dog," she exx- plairned icily, and Fenner went up- stairs again, a crushed man. But during the sleepless night that 'fol- lowed, he evolved a plan, not only to gain the acquaintance of Miss Cartwright, but: to win her grati- tude as *•ell. m "Sees to be a sort of ease of `love me,' love my dog,' " he rep, - creed with himself. "She's fear- ully keen on that, little beggar, andFolmarif it got lost"—MrFolmar smiled ' wickedly -•-"they'd be no end grate- ul to the olives who found it." On these premises Mr, Fenner aid his plan carefully. A slice of acon, secreted from his breakfast, woes cut into quarters. Caution made hire don boots and gloves of extra thickness. has hat end carried exit scout- eke taches9 oat the staaarwey,. Qiu nee was plainly favoring• hixn. The dieting -room was empty save fer the dog slumbering ou the h,eterthrug. M. F•enne>; opened the front door and prepared to put his plan into execution. "Hist,; d'svok 1" he called .softly. The small dog scented battle at oases, and rushed joyously to meet it. Quickly Mr. Fenner extended a propitiatory gift in the shape of ,a morsel of bacon, The dog accepted it without prejudice, and, hay...ie disposed of it, prepared ungrate- fully to ,renew the attack. A eeoond taste of .bacon mollified i1 and the third quarter displayed by Mr. Fenner, was sufficient to hire . it through the front door and out to the pavement. So far, eo good. Mr. Fenner had now merely to coax the dog tip the road, and, just round the earner, there was a friendly stableman, who would keep the dog prisoner until the time came for Mr. Fenner to "find" it. Already the third piece of bacon had drawn the dog up the street, but at the corner it jibbed, Mr. Fenner coaxed most enticingly, but it declined to round that earner. "Come along, good doggie, then!" exclaimed Mr. Fenner win- ningly, and dangled the bacon be- fore it. And then something made him look up. Miss Cartwright and her mother had rounde,d the corner, and were watching him in breath- less amazement. "Wham are you doing with my dog?" asked the girl. Mr. Penner, realizing that the snip of cold bacon ne his fingers re- quired some explanation, smiled hollowly. "Feeding him !" he replied. "You're trying to entice him away!" she 'asserted. hotly. Guiltily, Mr. Fenner shook his head to intimate his horrarat seed a charge, "I—I was only trying to get him used to ane," said the, wretched Fen- ner. "Well, I don't want hint to get used to you, thanks!" she stated coldly. She picked up the dog, and stood. eyeing Mr. Fenner for an intermin- able nioanent. Then, without fur- ther remark, she and her mother continued on their way back to the e. "I'm getting on 'splendidly!" Mr. Fenner 'told himself bitterly. And for the next seven days he aapent a miserable time. It slid not even comfort him that the dog had now accepted him as a friend, for Mies, Cartwright appeared to consider that as a further proof of guilt, and ostentatiously picked up the dog in her arms whenever she chanced to encounter Mr. Fenner. So that, af- ter a11, he got but scant enjoyment from meeting her casually in the hall. Then came an evening when Mr. Fenner was sitting forlornly in his rooms, wondering how a lovesick young man could gain an. introduc- tion to a young lady who, clearly did not want to know him, when there name a rap at his door. "Come in 1" he called brokenly; and them sprang to his feet, for it was Mises Cartwright who entered. "Oh, good -evening.!" he exclaim- ed feverishly. "Lovely weather ! I mean -how • do you do, Miss Cart- wright V' "I've Iost nay dog," .she stated. "I say, I'm awfully sorry to, hear that. I'll go and look for it, if you like, with the greatest pleasure?" "Oh, please don't trouble," she answered steadily — "unless you know where to .book 1" she conclud- ed, pointedly. "I haven't the faintest idea," he said. _ `"I mean, I might stumble' across it. It must be somewhere, mustn't it? I'd do anything—" Five minutes later he was wildly scouring the streets of London, his eye alert for a small black clog de- corated with a. scarlet bow. But, though he searched energe- tically for the better part of three hours, no gliunpse of the vanished dog came to cheer' him, until, not three streets away from home, he saw the wanderer, trotting aimless- ly along the pavement. In a .flash he had snatched it up, and was walking swiftly back to Mrs. Poskett's house. Joyously, ho rapped at the door of the dining -room. "Come int', n !" called a voice. Mr. Fenner entered, and then life seemed to become to him as a, puffed -out paper bag which had been burst, for there before him sat Miss Cartwright, with her dog. on her lap. Mr. Fenner's gaze passed blankly from one dog to the other. "J'a'ck oaane. Koine again not five. minutes wafter you left!' Miss Cart- wright informed him and .there was the glint of a smile in her eyes. "But I made sure this was Jack," said the .crestfallen Fenner. "One little black dog is very likes another little black dog, especially in a dark street," pointed out Mrs. Caartwrighit, sympathetically, A frenzied knocking came at the front door, and. Mrs. Poskett has- tened to reply to the 'imperative s•umnlonc. "My ,dog !", gasped a feminists; voice eatha.us,tedly, "My dog! x. ee 'int bring 'ins m 'ere !" Thus equipped, Mt, Fenner put . s Mr. Fenner :etarted. Involuntar- ily his eye sought Mise Cartwright. She 1Yaa+s smiling now in open rn joyiueir of the eieuaatioan. "Snatched up my dog, 'e did 1" continued the iraate caller on the doorstep. "I see 'im do it! Arad follow 'he, I did, and I lee'tan conte in 'ere with my dog 1" Evidently Mrs. Poskett sought to, offer soothing words, but they were brushed aside, "Don't think I'll be turned aside from my purpose, malaise" stated the owner. "I'll 'ave the for on 'im, ,sure as sure 1 And, if 'e says 'e 'isn't, Pll bring in the police' and 'ave the place searched from attic to basement! So now; then 1" Mr. Fenner quailed at the ultima•- tutt, and stood helplessly waiting for what might happen. "Wha,t on earth can I do 7" he groaned helplessly. "Why, go out and spear to her !" advised Miss Cartwright, still smil- ing. "Here, give me that dog. Now take Jack, and go out to her!" Mr. Fenner automatically obeyed her behest, said satepped into the hall, with Jack in his arms. "Ah, there 'e is—the dog -steal- er 1" exclaimed the caller, with -sav- age relish. "And with my Flossie in 'is arms 1" "Pardon meet" said Mr, Fenner. "You appearto be laaboring under a delusion. ' This dog's name is Jack." Carefully the Lady examined Jack; then she withdrew, rather dissatisfied, promising further in- quiries on the morrow. . "Now, take her dog, and carry it as near home as you dare," direct- ed Miss Cartwright. "Here's the address on its. collar!" To his surprise, when he had ac- complished his mission, Miss Cart- wright came out of the dining -room and thanked him effusively. "Perhaps," she suggested softly, "if you'd been more familiar .with Jack's looks, you'd never have made the mistake. Hadn't you bet- ter cone in and have a look at him now 7" And Mr. Fenner went. Hence, as postscript, one has only to add that Jack is still one of his wife's dearest possessions -the lucky dog! —London Answers. The Exile.. (Gordon Johnstone, in May Can- ada Monthly.) Tis me that's here a -digging in a dirty yellow street, A -rubbing elbows with a man that's neither black nor white, 'sir, And I'm that dead and fainting in this hole of stifling heat There's not a smile left in me; faith,: I'll thank ye for a light, sir ; And, oh, I do be hearing The linnets in a clearing Of the ould, ould sod. 'Tis me that do be climbing to a little box -like room, Shut.. in from God and heaven with the great roofs frown- ing over ; And not a primrose to be seen in all that darkening gloom, And not a breath of heather fields or .whistle of a plover But, oh, that bed of'"rushes, And, oh, the morning thrushes 01 the ould, 'ould sod. 'Tis me that's nightly drameing till 'tis time to go to work O£ one as sweet and shyful as a rose—what's that ye say, sir 7 'Tis ye that has the same soft drames to haunt the whisp- ering murk? God bless ye both, avic machree, and hasten swift the day, sir ; But ere he binds ye sweet, lad, I hope he'll plant me feet, -.lad, On the' ould, ould, sod. OBLIGING. Creditor—"I should like to know when you are going ,to pay this bill, I can't come hereevery day in the week," Debtor—"What day would suit you best I" Creditor--` `Saturday," Debtor'—"Very well; then you can call every. Saturday," " As hot weather approaches the wise housekeeper plans t•o make simple desserts early in the day, so that she can put them away and have them chilled hours before din - tier is serve., M`IAc E. I r-4CANADA CON -PAINS NO AL1.JM' CONFORMSTO THE HiGH STANDARD OF GI L.L ETT'S GOODS. Io1Ig iII111H,111111 IIUII111111I11I1JllhI III1UH11 JIII11 II 111111111II III 1111 1111 III11111111111II fqi111•431,15 411rr►w6. w► r INS Some Maple Dishes. Delicious desserts and sauces are made front maple sugar and maple syrup. The syrup, of 'course, if kept in tightly closed jars or con- tainers, will be quite as rich in fie- or next winter as now, but sngar ven under the best' of condition Des dry out. Maple parfait is simply made ake the `yolks of four eggs and be very light; gradually beat in a cup ul of maple syrup, put the mixtur nto a double boiler and stir tint t thickens so as to coat the spoon emove`from 'the fire and add a pin cream, whipped, Stir in half ound of walnut meats, place in mold and pack in ice and salt f our "hours. This will serve ten welve people. Another parfait recipe calls fo hree-quarters of a cupful of mapl yrup brought to a boil; then ad he.yolks of two eggs beaten sti and cook till very thick.. Whe col, fold in a'cupful of cream beat n stiff and a little vanilla. Plac n a mold and pack in salt and is ✓ three hours. Maple syrup rolls are delioiou ✓ tea. Make a crust of a. pint our sifted twice with :half a tea spoonful of salt and two teaspoon ft of ebaking powder. Then ad radually a cupful•of milk and thre aspoonfulsof melted butter. Rol ut the dough till about an' inc hick, spread with butter and cove ith a cupful of maple suga craped fine and - mixed with opped citron • anal" . chopped teal its to taste. Roll up like a rolled elly cake, cut in slices, an inch ick and bake in a moderate oven tor a filling for maple sugar ke, boil a cupful and a quarter of ✓ syrup till it hairs; then add an ghth of a teaspoonful of cream of star and pour this on the beaten white of an egg, beating all the time lit is. of a consistency to.spread. Maple cocoanut pralines are' made mixing together a cupful of aple syrup, half a cupful of shred - cocoanut and two tablespoon- s of butter. Boil the:mixture till is a mass of bubbles; pour on a ttered platter and mark when ol. An excellent pudding sauce is ade by beating a cupful of maple yrup and then adding a table- oonful of melted butter. Cook ✓ five minutes. If scraped maple sugar is used ✓ sweetening whipped cream it l i11 be found a delieious sauce for an • pudding. Still another sauce is made by eaming butter and stirring in raped maple sugar, in place of nfectioners' sugar, till it is the ht consisten e cl T i of p f t t t c e fo fo fl f to 0 t w sc n t ea th ei to til by m dd ful HOME s, at e it t a a or o r e d iff n e e s of cl 1 e h r r • it bu co m sy fo fo wi cr sc co ri g cy. With the Pineapple. Canned Pineapple—One and ane. halfpounds of granulated sugar, one quart water, six .pounds of pines apple out in small pieces. Put ell together in &kettle ail cook until pineapple can be easily pierced with a fork. Can hot. Fried Pineapple—Bought pineap- ple, canned =in slices, is excellent. fried in butter, turning frequently until tender and browned to a gol- den oolor. 1.7se as a garnish to meat, pork particularly. It taken the place of apples in that case and is delicious. Use no sugar. Goes well -with a broiled steak, too. Home canned pineapples are just as- good fried this way, only one' • must sprinkle on a little sugar to make them. brown. Pineapple Salad — Pineapples served upon lettuce with a French dressing or mayonnaise makes a de- lightful salad. Filling the cen- ters with cheese, balls stuffed with nuts is an improvement on the fore- going. Pineapple Compote --Dice pineap- ple, grape fruit, oranges, stoned white cherries, -white grapes, can- died` green and red cherries and a few dices of candied rhubarb make a charming compote. In preparing pineapple remove the eyes with a different knife than' the one with which you slice and diee the fruit, There is an acid about pineapple eyes which causes sore mouth. The juice from pine- apple is excellent for frozen ices. Combine with lemon to give the de sired tartness: If your child is not clever at his' lessons do not worry. 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E We believe the above prices will appreciate consider- ably from the present low level. 5 IMAM11=0/11 I 5 5 01 ANY P DOMINION BOND ,f ANY, : _ice, rassn nes ]BONA BIIxLAfNo D0M(INtON 1 XP.xtEso I3*YZL tool N 7l'a1 C11�17C� r/xON'TI2E.A L 1101101.1, V'A1V'cOtIVIDIR LoNil)014:,, 711No. ItIImill x IIIGII90II09IIIISIIII�i(IlII91C�IiM�IIIIIIII61IlIIIIIIIAlIIIIIfIIIIdIIIlIIi9f)1�;..t 6I�ICr. i .A DODGED WOOING tI .,,,,,,,,,,, , , l , , ,,,,,,,,,,d,,,,, ,I,,, , ,,,,, raiTglITI Mr. Jack Fenner, emerging from his sitting -room on the filet floor of Mrs. Poskett's apartment house, began to descend the stairs. Five seconds later he had retreated pre- cipitately back up the stairs and sought the sanctuary of his room again, while, outside the closed door, a yapping, furry little fury dared him to come out again. "Little brute 1" exclaimed Fen- ner, angrily. "If there's one kind of dog I do object, to above all oth- ers, it's a porn! I wonder who brought it here? Anyway, either that goes or I do!" On the other side of the door, the baffled small dog was levelling a series :of vicious insults at its craven quarry. Presently the shrill barking ceased, and Mr. Fenner, after a cautious reconnoitre, began once mere to descend the stairs. But his foe, evidently skilled in the art of warfare, was waiting in ambush be- hind a curtain on. the landing. Hence there was an instant of wild confusion; then Mr. Fenner caress- ed his ankle, while his triumphant foe scuttled joyo:eely downstairs. "I -I'll break your blessed neck!" raved Mr. Fenner furiously. "Let me get hold of you, and. P11—" He stopped abruptly, for, alarm- ed at the clamor, a girl had come out of the dining -room on the ground floor, and was peering up in surprise at the furious Fenner. "What ever is the matter V' she demanded coldly. "He—'he bit me 1" exclaimed Fenner, a little disoonoerted. "Hey was only trying to play with you," she replied, in tones of scorn. "Trying to play with me?" echo- ed Fenner. "Why, the little brute chased me upstairs, and—" Again he stopped, for the girl, ig- norng him completely, picked up the cause of the contention and fondled it in her arms. - "Did the nasty, • horrid man tell stories about you, then7" she in- quired affectionately, addressing the dog. Sweet Bits . of Corn Skilfully cooked— Post Toasties —At Your Service. Ready to eat direct from tightly sealed sani- tary package. From our• ovens to your table Post Toasties are not touched by hu- man hand. Delicious with cream' and sugar or" frq;its. For sale by grocers everywhere. Pot Toasties' have Distinctive Flavor. Oerf..i lan Poeta= Cereal Co., 'Ltd. Wlrydsor, Ontarto. And, with these words, she bore it into her dining -room and closed the door. "Weill' breathed Fenner, help- lessly. "That's about the limit ! Either that wretched dog goes, or else—" And for.the third time he left his sentence unfinished; though, curi- ous to relate, he had ceased to look angry. "She can't be a day more than he remarked to himself, with apparent irrelevanoe. "And a neat little figure, tool" "I 'card what 'appened this morning, Mr. Fenner,"said Mrs. Poskett regretfully, as she prepared the table for lunch. "And very sor- ry I am it should 'ave 'appened. Mind you, I feared unpleasantness as soon as ever they told me they'd got a dog with 'em." "Oh, there's no need to mention it, Mrs. Poskett," he returned eas- ily. `Togs will be dogs, you know." "Very good of you to take it like that, sir," said the landlady. "Of course, you've been with me a long time now; so if you says the dog must go, why, the party that owns it must 'ave notice. That's all. there -is to say about it." - "Oh, no, they mustn't go !" ex- claimed Fenner, eagerly*. "I -I don't mind the dog a. bit. Jolly little beggar, I should say—when you know it better." "Then that's all right," said. the landlady, with relief. "Oh, by the way, Mrs. Poskett," remarked Fenner, "who are these new people you've got down- stairs?" "Came last evening, sir. Name of Cartwright—widow lady and 'er daughter." "And what is—er--the daughter's name V' "Sylvia, sir." "Sylvia!" breathed. Mr. Fenner, raptly, and a look half of amuse- ment and half of shrewd suapioion; flashed into the. landlady's eyes. By profession Mr, Fenner was an author, and so did all his work in his room's. On this circumstance he new congratulated himself, for it afforded him plenty of chances of encountering•` Miss. Cartwright in the • hall below. To that end he haunted the hall that evening, but nothing came of it. "I suppose it wouldn't do to ask Mrs. Poskett to introduce us?" he pondered. "And they'd be sure to see througlh it if I went in and--er— asked how the dog was after this morning's excitement. Wonder what I can do 7 He was still wondering, when the door of the dining -room opened. Inetantly Mr. Jack Fenner's cour- age deserted him, and he began to retreat up the stairs. • "Jack!" invitingly called the voice of Miss Cartwright. "Jack!" Mr. Fenner turned and came downstairs again, trembling with delicious excitement. "Yes?" he asked, eagerly. Dim as was the. light in the hall, he oould see that she was surveying him with frigid mein. "I -I thought you'called . me 7" he stammered, "I was calling my dog," she exx- plairned icily, and Fenner went up- stairs again, a crushed man. But during the sleepless night that 'fol- lowed, he evolved a plan, not only to gain the acquaintance of Miss Cartwright, but: to win her grati- tude as *•ell. m "Sees to be a sort of ease of `love me,' love my dog,' " he rep, - creed with himself. "She's fear- ully keen on that, little beggar, andFolmarif it got lost"—MrFolmar smiled ' wickedly -•-"they'd be no end grate- ul to the olives who found it." On these premises Mr, Fenner aid his plan carefully. A slice of acon, secreted from his breakfast, woes cut into quarters. Caution made hire don boots and gloves of extra thickness. has hat end carried exit scout- eke taches9 oat the staaarwey,. Qiu nee was plainly favoring• hixn. The dieting -room was empty save fer the dog slumbering ou the h,eterthrug. M. F•enne>; opened the front door and prepared to put his plan into execution. "Hist,; d'svok 1" he called .softly. The small dog scented battle at oases, and rushed joyously to meet it. Quickly Mr. Fenner extended a propitiatory gift in the shape of ,a morsel of bacon, The dog accepted it without prejudice, and, hay...ie disposed of it, prepared ungrate- fully to ,renew the attack. A eeoond taste of .bacon mollified i1 and the third quarter displayed by Mr. Fenner, was sufficient to hire . it through the front door and out to the pavement. So far, eo good. Mr. Fenner had now merely to coax the dog tip the road, and, just round the earner, there was a friendly stableman, who would keep the dog prisoner until the time came for Mr. Fenner to "find" it. Already the third piece of bacon had drawn the dog up the street, but at the corner it jibbed, Mr. Fenner coaxed most enticingly, but it declined to round that earner. "Come along, good doggie, then!" exclaimed Mr. Fenner win- ningly, and dangled the bacon be- fore it. And then something made him look up. Miss Cartwright and her mother had rounde,d the corner, and were watching him in breath- less amazement. "Wham are you doing with my dog?" asked the girl. Mr. Penner, realizing that the snip of cold bacon ne his fingers re- quired some explanation, smiled hollowly. "Feeding him !" he replied. "You're trying to entice him away!" she 'asserted. hotly. Guiltily, Mr. Fenner shook his head to intimate his horrarat seed a charge, "I—I was only trying to get him used to ane," said the, wretched Fen- ner. "Well, I don't want hint to get used to you, thanks!" she stated coldly. She picked up the dog, and stood. eyeing Mr. Fenner for an intermin- able nioanent. Then, without fur- ther remark, she and her mother continued on their way back to the e. "I'm getting on 'splendidly!" Mr. Fenner 'told himself bitterly. And for the next seven days he aapent a miserable time. It slid not even comfort him that the dog had now accepted him as a friend, for Mies, Cartwright appeared to consider that as a further proof of guilt, and ostentatiously picked up the dog in her arms whenever she chanced to encounter Mr. Fenner. So that, af- ter a11, he got but scant enjoyment from meeting her casually in the hall. Then came an evening when Mr. Fenner was sitting forlornly in his rooms, wondering how a lovesick young man could gain an. introduc- tion to a young lady who, clearly did not want to know him, when there name a rap at his door. "Come in 1" he called brokenly; and them sprang to his feet, for it was Mises Cartwright who entered. "Oh, good -evening.!" he exclaim- ed feverishly. "Lovely weather ! I mean -how • do you do, Miss Cart- wright V' "I've Iost nay dog," .she stated. "I say, I'm awfully sorry to, hear that. I'll go and look for it, if you like, with the greatest pleasure?" "Oh, please don't trouble," she answered steadily — "unless you know where to .book 1" she conclud- ed, pointedly. "I haven't the faintest idea," he said. _ `"I mean, I might stumble' across it. It must be somewhere, mustn't it? I'd do anything—" Five minutes later he was wildly scouring the streets of London, his eye alert for a small black clog de- corated with a. scarlet bow. But, though he searched energe- tically for the better part of three hours, no gliunpse of the vanished dog came to cheer' him, until, not three streets away from home, he saw the wanderer, trotting aimless- ly along the pavement. In a .flash he had snatched it up, and was walking swiftly back to Mrs. Poskett's house. Joyously, ho rapped at the door of the dining -room. "Come int', n !" called a voice. Mr. Fenner entered, and then life seemed to become to him as a, puffed -out paper bag which had been burst, for there before him sat Miss Cartwright, with her dog. on her lap. Mr. Fenner's gaze passed blankly from one dog to the other. "J'a'ck oaane. Koine again not five. minutes wafter you left!' Miss Cart- wright informed him and .there was the glint of a smile in her eyes. "But I made sure this was Jack," said the .crestfallen Fenner. "One little black dog is very likes another little black dog, especially in a dark street," pointed out Mrs. Caartwrighit, sympathetically, A frenzied knocking came at the front door, and. Mrs. Poskett has- tened to reply to the 'imperative s•umnlonc. "My ,dog !", gasped a feminists; voice eatha.us,tedly, "My dog! x. ee 'int bring 'ins m 'ere !" Thus equipped, Mt, Fenner put . s Mr. Fenner :etarted. Involuntar- ily his eye sought Mise Cartwright. She 1Yaa+s smiling now in open rn joyiueir of the eieuaatioan. "Snatched up my dog, 'e did 1" continued the iraate caller on the doorstep. "I see 'im do it! Arad follow 'he, I did, and I lee'tan conte in 'ere with my dog 1" Evidently Mrs. Poskett sought to, offer soothing words, but they were brushed aside, "Don't think I'll be turned aside from my purpose, malaise" stated the owner. "I'll 'ave the for on 'im, ,sure as sure 1 And, if 'e says 'e 'isn't, Pll bring in the police' and 'ave the place searched from attic to basement! So now; then 1" Mr. Fenner quailed at the ultima•- tutt, and stood helplessly waiting for what might happen. "Wha,t on earth can I do 7" he groaned helplessly. "Why, go out and spear to her !" advised Miss Cartwright, still smil- ing. "Here, give me that dog. Now take Jack, and go out to her!" Mr. Fenner automatically obeyed her behest, said satepped into the hall, with Jack in his arms. "Ah, there 'e is—the dog -steal- er 1" exclaimed the caller, with -sav- age relish. "And with my Flossie in 'is arms 1" "Pardon meet" said Mr, Fenner. "You appearto be laaboring under a delusion. ' This dog's name is Jack." Carefully the Lady examined Jack; then she withdrew, rather dissatisfied, promising further in- quiries on the morrow. . "Now, take her dog, and carry it as near home as you dare," direct- ed Miss Cartwright. "Here's the address on its. collar!" To his surprise, when he had ac- complished his mission, Miss Cart- wright came out of the dining -room and thanked him effusively. "Perhaps," she suggested softly, "if you'd been more familiar .with Jack's looks, you'd never have made the mistake. Hadn't you bet- ter cone in and have a look at him now 7" And Mr. Fenner went. Hence, as postscript, one has only to add that Jack is still one of his wife's dearest possessions -the lucky dog! —London Answers. The Exile.. (Gordon Johnstone, in May Can- ada Monthly.) Tis me that's here a -digging in a dirty yellow street, A -rubbing elbows with a man that's neither black nor white, 'sir, And I'm that dead and fainting in this hole of stifling heat There's not a smile left in me; faith,: I'll thank ye for a light, sir ; And, oh, I do be hearing The linnets in a clearing Of the ould, ould sod. 'Tis me that do be climbing to a little box -like room, Shut.. in from God and heaven with the great roofs frown- ing over ; And not a primrose to be seen in all that darkening gloom, And not a breath of heather fields or .whistle of a plover But, oh, that bed of'"rushes, And, oh, the morning thrushes 01 the ould, 'ould sod. 'Tis me that's nightly drameing till 'tis time to go to work O£ one as sweet and shyful as a rose—what's that ye say, sir 7 'Tis ye that has the same soft drames to haunt the whisp- ering murk? God bless ye both, avic machree, and hasten swift the day, sir ; But ere he binds ye sweet, lad, I hope he'll plant me feet, -.lad, On the' ould, ould, sod. OBLIGING. Creditor—"I should like to know when you are going ,to pay this bill, I can't come hereevery day in the week," Debtor—"What day would suit you best I" Creditor--` `Saturday," Debtor'—"Very well; then you can call every. Saturday," " As hot weather approaches the wise housekeeper plans t•o make simple desserts early in the day, so that she can put them away and have them chilled hours before din - tier is serve., M`IAc E. I r-4CANADA CON -PAINS NO AL1.JM' CONFORMSTO THE HiGH STANDARD OF GI L.L ETT'S GOODS. Io1Ig iII111H,111111 IIUII111111I11I1JllhI III1UH11 JIII11 II 111111111II III 1111 1111 III11111111111II fqi111•431,15 411rr►w6. w► r INS Some Maple Dishes. Delicious desserts and sauces are made front maple sugar and maple syrup. The syrup, of 'course, if kept in tightly closed jars or con- tainers, will be quite as rich in fie- or next winter as now, but sngar ven under the best' of condition Des dry out. Maple parfait is simply made ake the `yolks of four eggs and be very light; gradually beat in a cup ul of maple syrup, put the mixtur nto a double boiler and stir tint t thickens so as to coat the spoon emove`from 'the fire and add a pin cream, whipped, Stir in half ound of walnut meats, place in mold and pack in ice and salt f our "hours. This will serve ten welve people. Another parfait recipe calls fo hree-quarters of a cupful of mapl yrup brought to a boil; then ad he.yolks of two eggs beaten sti and cook till very thick.. Whe col, fold in a'cupful of cream beat n stiff and a little vanilla. Plac n a mold and pack in salt and is ✓ three hours. Maple syrup rolls are delioiou ✓ tea. Make a crust of a. pint our sifted twice with :half a tea spoonful of salt and two teaspoon ft of ebaking powder. Then ad radually a cupful•of milk and thre aspoonfulsof melted butter. Rol ut the dough till about an' inc hick, spread with butter and cove ith a cupful of maple suga craped fine and - mixed with opped citron • anal" . chopped teal its to taste. Roll up like a rolled elly cake, cut in slices, an inch ick and bake in a moderate oven tor a filling for maple sugar ke, boil a cupful and a quarter of ✓ syrup till it hairs; then add an ghth of a teaspoonful of cream of star and pour this on the beaten white of an egg, beating all the time lit is. of a consistency to.spread. Maple cocoanut pralines are' made mixing together a cupful of aple syrup, half a cupful of shred - cocoanut and two tablespoon- s of butter. Boil the:mixture till is a mass of bubbles; pour on a ttered platter and mark when ol. An excellent pudding sauce is ade by beating a cupful of maple yrup and then adding a table- oonful of melted butter. Cook ✓ five minutes. If scraped maple sugar is used ✓ sweetening whipped cream it l i11 be found a delieious sauce for an • pudding. Still another sauce is made by eaming butter and stirring in raped maple sugar, in place of nfectioners' sugar, till it is the ht consisten e cl T i of p f t t t c e fo fo fl f to 0 t w sc n t ea th ei to til by m dd ful HOME s, at e it t a a or o r e d iff n e e s of cl 1 e h r r • it bu co m sy fo fo wi cr sc co ri g cy. With the Pineapple. Canned Pineapple—One and ane. halfpounds of granulated sugar, one quart water, six .pounds of pines apple out in small pieces. Put ell together in &kettle ail cook until pineapple can be easily pierced with a fork. Can hot. Fried Pineapple—Bought pineap- ple, canned =in slices, is excellent. fried in butter, turning frequently until tender and browned to a gol- den oolor. 1.7se as a garnish to meat, pork particularly. It taken the place of apples in that case and is delicious. Use no sugar. Goes well -with a broiled steak, too. Home canned pineapples are just as- good fried this way, only one' • must sprinkle on a little sugar to make them. brown. Pineapple Salad — Pineapples served upon lettuce with a French dressing or mayonnaise makes a de- lightful salad. Filling the cen- ters with cheese, balls stuffed with nuts is an improvement on the fore- going. Pineapple Compote --Dice pineap- ple, grape fruit, oranges, stoned white cherries, -white grapes, can- died` green and red cherries and a few dices of candied rhubarb make a charming compote. In preparing pineapple remove the eyes with a different knife than' the one with which you slice and diee the fruit, There is an acid about pineapple eyes which causes sore mouth. The juice from pine- apple is excellent for frozen ices. Combine with lemon to give the de sired tartness: If your child is not clever at his' lessons do not worry. 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