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The Exeter Advocate, 1923-4-19, Page 6eire; ea5. From a the ench in Pi': rk BY ANNIE HAMILTON DONNELL something like that. I didn't; get what'. she meant, I was so busy. She laughed'; when she told me to kiss the back o' your head sometime. Guess she" thought I was your mother." "The back of my—what?" "Head. For her, she said. To thank you. And 1 likedthe soft little way.she laughed. You would've,' too. I told her about to -morrow. I, kind of had to. She said oh, but she'd' like to be here when I opened the I front door! Said she'd like to see you bringing in that bundle!" • The car went back to the little park as fast as the man behind the wheel could drive there. He sprang out and. searched the benches anxiously. He could hardly have explained why but he was sure that she would come straight back here. But if not "I've got 'to find her, that's all;" he said.. He wasn't going to be haunt= ed the rest of his days with the thought of a girl with as big a heart as that, with a face like that, being without a shingle over her. U SGS The Toronto Hospital 'for Incur- ables. in affiliation witJh, Eelievue and Allied. Hocp.itals, ,: New York City, offer's a three years' Course of Train-, Mg to younl3 women, having .the re- quired educKtion., *and, desirous of be- coming nurses. ThisHospital` has adopted the'eghf nous system. The pupilsreceivaiuniforms of thq,:Sehool, a mnntTxly a'Tlossance and travelling "•evpens.es to and' nm New York.' For furtfi2 information ' apply •to the Su1?erinteudent.. ,fir ._. 1 "It's Martha DSary! MJJ Martha. Mary! 'It's Me; dear! "Shirley! 'tittle `Sister !" "It's you now 'but if I Shut ray eyes ' and open 'em, again ii; ver-vl on't be!" the gut was sobbing out. "I` never will shut 'ere? "It will always be' ,m-ol• sit her down ;do?newTnere: in U. chair i Auntie, Dick,somebody sit her- down ! • I want to give her something—" The woman, who would always be ltMartha . Mary was swiftly throwing off her : own wraps and 1 the many wrapl3ings of the little bundle.- Tho He searched the great park and at last found her, huddled for warmth, at Right here in a ---in a human" the foot. of a stone statue, PART II. dead? g"I came for you," he said, touching' clear whiteness of he sweet face was. The clumsy bundle slid out of the girl -mother's arms and thudded to the patch, not without a faint remon- strance from within. Horrified, Shirley sprang to gather it up. • "If you're going to sleep, you'd bet- ter tie your baby to you!" she scolded. "How do you know you haven't broken her?—There, there!" cradling the bundle in the way of all mothers. "I'll keep her now. I won't let you fall, baby!" then in a flare of anger. "Why don't you speak? Don't you care you dropped—oh! Oh, my dear!" The quiet figure at the other end of the bench had followed the baby's example and slipped in a limp heap to the pathway. "My dear! • What is it—oh, I know. You're frozen and starved. Are you aid wlye your stomach a fiB . Provides "the fait o2 sweet" fi>te beneficial Plelps to cleanse the teeth and keep them beai2i y. D35 "fw' the Xomg IRON IRONING, with a Hot - I. Iron, becomes a t iron is so constructed that you simply tilt it back on tha Heel stand without hav- ing to lift it at all. As a result the tired feeling.. so many` women experience after ironing, is entirely eliminated. For sale by dealers every- r ;' where. "Made in Canada" by Canadian C-eneralEiectric Co., Limited Had Office - Toronto Wender Sin aNOWOr?e are Kr• ul% They cut se ' I3 s ehiittle"pada». Ark/ vnerWonkrr,anship Gaaranft,e`d • AT EVERY HARDWARE STORt land! • her arm gently."Did you think I d turning a beauteous pink. She lifted Then Shirley's frightened eyes fell sit there at home while you froze out the tiny core of the bundle with I upon the trig little car with the man here? in a `perfectly human an exquisite tenderness and laid 'it in slumped down behind the wheel. world'—" Shirley flew across the stretch of "I wasn't asking help for myself. I intervening parkland and deposited am all right," she answered staunch her clumsy bundle of baby upon the ly. "It will soon be to -morrow and padded rear seat of that car. Then, a I shall find my new job." flushed and brusque young creature, "I know," he nodded gravely. "But she faced the startled man at the how do you think I'd feel to -morrow? " , Shirley's lap. And Dick looked on and said, "Well, well!—Well, well!=Well; Well!" "Oh, Dick, say something• else!—oh, no, it is. well -well, well -well! That's the right thing to say!" • "I must have known she was our wheel and stated her case, not calmly Mrs. Blaine is waiting for youe The sister! Didn't I call her' that when but very clearly. others are sound asleep." she ran out of the darkness and made "There's a girl in a faint! Freezing. Shirley was on her feet, her cheeks me go back with her?" Or starving. Come (allele 1 can't rosy with the delight of the beautiful "He' did every beautiful thing there bring her alone." human world. This would be some- was to do," sang Shirley, "but I can't wit thing to tell the grandchildren! Grannie, tell about tI flushed face,say. "Yes,' bring her! To the car—here. "Mrs, Blaine told e about to -mor - This is her baby! She's got to be row. If I do—if go back now--ma saved. Isn't this a human world? Oh, I be there then? ,When it happens? isn't it Human?" That beautiful, darling thing—" "Pm coming!" answered the man When that beautiful, darling thing and Shirley led the way. Not until happens,"he answered gravely and the baby's mother had been deposited f ace "You may. It isi like the thesolemnness st beauti- be like this. .Who cares nolo for Kim - gently beside the bundle she had held ful thing that could happen to a man." neses and cold benches. '° "` ,k Oh, till she could hold it no longer, was For a whole year—a whole year is Tim's baby! And her. Somebody another word spoken. �—„ "What next?” the man said then. so long Shirley had not been as fetch them; please! Let's all be glad, "Bring her?" The man stared wi „ the Nice Human a kind of fascination at the lovely, plan :they would stop to remember; Oh, don't anybody disturb me ever again!" cradling the baby, devouring the soft pink wrinkl- edness and sweetness of him. It was a Shirley to stand and look at. They stood silently. She broke the silence softly, looking up at then, star -eyed. "I was. jealous. Left out. I wanted to be in on things, I never thought I'd "Home. I'll have to go, too, to hold on to them both." "Where is home?" "Where is—don't you know where you live?" Shirley's voice threatened hysterics but she caught at it with both hands of her will; she made it steady down. „ the deep -bosomed, deep -hearted wo- We�� haven t either of us got man who was friend as well as house - homes," she tried to explain calmly.1 keeper, neither the man behind the Not a—a shingle. If you've got aa wheel nor the shivering girl beside car, there must be a garage. Cars him said much. But one thingthe have homes if babies haven't. Can't; man threw out, as if from over-crwd- she and the baby go there and sleep? 'ed thought rather than a desire to in- On—on the hay? The cushions, I form, sent delight in a warm stream mean! Or,i if you've got a wife or a through Shirley's tense body. heart--,-! "I'll have to take Tim back, that's "All right, little Sister. I under- all—sure I'll have to." stand. It's been sudden." And then they were actually bowling along and, Tim? He's her `man?' The baby's the young mother's eyes were open- father'?" He was turned off from my ing and the bundle was crooning as; factory. Trust Auntie Blaine to root if it knew something better was con -'that out! We cut down our gang more ing to pass. than half. Had to. Tough. But what The car stopped at a house. The are men to do these days?" elderly person who came to the door "But you're going to stop cutting was ample and kind -looking. The down Tim!" crowed Shirley joyously. man spoke to her with a sort of "If I could tell her—and the baby friendly authority. one to tell?" "I've brought you two ladies and a co"Sure thinguld I be !" He cleared his throat —a bundle, Mrs. •Blaine. They need loudly as if some sudden lump in it warming up I should say. You will disturbed him. Shirley glancing side - know what they need—and plenty of I wise at his good, plain face read love - it, please. Shall I carry the—bundle things in it. Then she remembered up to your room? If the bed in the the proprieties and that she did not east room is ready—" even know the always ready, sir. Oh, you whose -car and home nand very self mane of this "It's poor dear, you just lean onto mel had peremptorily commandeered. But There, now! They're terrible easy she knew Mrs. Blaine and Mrs. Blaine stairs to go up." stood for the proprieties, a chaperon of weight! The chaperon was waiting. "I've got your bed all nice an' warm- ed armed up, dearie. I knew you'd be back. though the man with the 'bundle You don't mind slipping in with her, heard. He deposited his little load do you? She hasn't stirred nor the and went back downstairs. He was baby hasn't stirred. Soon as you've neither a young man nor an elderly drunk something, nice an' hot you're one, neither handsome nor homely. not going to stir either!" ;rust a roan. But the sort of man On the mysterious "to -morrow" the 'Shirley would have liked if she had very house stirred and vibrated. What with the strangers within its kindly doors and the little stranger to come, it was over -running with life and sub- dued excitement. "Any minute I'm liable to sing at the top of my voice!" said Shirley to Shirley's happy self. "Somebody ought to muffle me. When I think of. last night and then „look at to -day -- than----" and this darling_ house!" The man nodded quickly. He was Shirley loved the house. She had borrowed an apron and a not quite ready for direct compar- isons. duster. A house couldn't shine too "Only it's a girl one up there," mo- going for the beautiful happen to -day thinghed dusted tioning behind and above her. "You everything three times. It was all you should have seen the little thing deink could do in so perfect a house. warm milk and curl her toes up at the And then it happened. Shirley heard fire! The mother was about as him - the honk of the arriving car; it h td gry and cold, too --nice young woman. a splendid, a triumphant sound. She What do you think I found out? You peeped from the windoww. and saw can find out a terrible lot when you're themet out the slender woman and undressing a baby!" g ' the man with the Bundle that was las `What was it this time?" very owiijbundle ! The man made a pretense of leisure- "Somebody ought to m-mufflle lne!" ly indifference. It was only pretense. Mrs. Blaine faced him with sternness that was far from pretense. "It was your factory! That's what I found out." "My factory?" happy -as this. Not since she had lost Martha Mary. She wished Martha Mary could know. "I'll write and tell her," she thought. "And I think—I think I'll ' say, 'Want me to come and make you a little visit?' " On the way back to Mrs. Blaine, Shirley's heart opened wide doors to this new friend. "I told you it was a human world!" she said softly to no one in particular, found time to look at him. Indeed, she had liked the back of his head. She had had time for that, being a woman. It was Mrs. Blaine who at length descended the stairs that were so easy to go up. She walked ponderously on tiptoe. "Sh!" she warned, "Both of 'em's sound asleep. The baby is the cun- ningest!. Not so terribly older sobbed Shirley, hiding back in a mod- est corner. "It's so lovely, I'm going to cry„ From the Maternity Hospital down in the heart of the city, where the tiny. "Yes, that turned him off—her Ilus-. ones first see the light, they were band. Tim's his mine. He hasn't bringing the baby to this house: He waa found a job since. They've been going mother, nking n entry. notnherfirst in down and down and to -night she and ;the first `soft radiance- of motherhood E the baby struck bottom. Pretty hard, ! walked' beside Father and bundle, with too. Turned out on the street. And ; stately joy. it's cold. If I was sure you had to i "There, deaxie, let me, get your vein turn him off—,ob, if I was a man with f off so's you can see how we've shined a factory-! I up for you! Mrs. Blaine, fuinbling He touched her shoulder gently; of-' happily, was a bit slow and while the feetionately. I little group stood for a moment, Shir- Youd make a fine one,. Auntieley sprang out from her corner and Blaine, he said soberly. "Where's the a glad cry rang through the house. other one --is she asleep, too?" "Whatother one? Oh, you mean the young lady that game with ''esu? She went long time ago." "Went?" He was on his feet in con- steination. He was remembering that Young ladies to take a Three Years' she had said: "We haven't either. of General Nursing Course in tins Ontario us got homes—not a shingle." "I Hospital, 999 Queen Street West, didn't see her go." Toronto, $25.00 a month With hoard, "Ni, I guess likely she went the -uniform, and laundry; for the first' back, way: She Wanted I should tell year, with increase each year 'after= her:. where the back way was. She said wards.: Applicants must, be healthy, something about not trying to get and -under 30 years of age. .Apply to you to put her up, too. Said she only Medical Superintendent' OntarioIlos- came to hold the others on• the seat'-- pftal, Toronto. Minard's Liniment for Coughs Coid3, (The End.) Woman of To -Day AN OLD -CLOTHES PARTY. Why not a party in honor of the Rag Man? It's a good thing to have a last spree in your oldest clothes be- fore bursting into new spring raiment. And at such a party neither ice cream on your blouse nor April showers on your bonnet need dampen your spirits. The following verse might answer for the invitation: Wear your oldest clothes And your oldest hat, a. And come to the place Where our party's at! Please look your worst And- feel your best And fun and the rag man Will do the rest. To meet the Rag Man (Time and Place.) Write the verse evenly on ragged pieces of coarse paper, then baste each one on a bit of bright cloth, so that it looks like a patch. An attic would be the frost appro- priate place for an old -clothes party, but a barn or a large room would do quite as well. The party had better be in the evening; because a rag man works all day, and it would never do' to have an old -clothes party without the guest of honor. Someone inyour family will no doubt be delighted to impersonate this charming old gentle- man. Tack old newspapers and pictures cut .from" cheap magazines on the walls. Candles stuck in bottles or tin cans would give a nice touch. Drape old pieces of carpets and quilts over the chairs and put up signs such as: "This clock (keeps rag time." (Tack over clock.) "We will empty •_your cellar—of everything." "We • buy all old things except fliv- vers and toothbrushes." If you like you might tell ` everyone beforehand to come looking as ridi- culous as possible. When we humans are a bit disguised there is no . con- straint or stiffness, and any party will start off merrily. When all the guests have arrived, have the doorbell ring violently and the Rag Man himself come clumping in, shouting at the top of his voice: If your guests haven't come dis- guised, the Rag Man can transform them all into peddlers with very little trouble. The articles required are easy to procure, since old clothing is the only disguise the peddling.profes- sion requires. When each has been fitted out, mske them all demonstrate their ability 'to fill their new professions. For , in - seance, the scrubwoman must really scrub a bit of . floor, the shoestring peddler really sell a pair of laces, the umbrella man give his call, and so on. Before the party, hide about the room a collection of -old bottles, old shoes, old magazines, bits of carpet, old hats, old coats, tin cans -anything old, in fact. Be sure that they are clean to handle. Give to each guest a bag made out of old sheeting or unbleached muslin, and ata given signal tell them to fill their bags as fast es they can. In five minutes the - Rag Man will blow his whistle, and the person having the -most treasures- in his bag will be, crowned King bf Rubbish with a brimless hat. The one who,has least might have all the col- lection of old stuff thrust upon him. Next comes Poor Man's Pins. This game is played with empty bottles and a large soft rubber ball. Each person should have one turn, and if anyone breaks a battle he must imme- diately pay the Rag Man whatever he asks. The one who makes the best score should receive a bottle of ginger beer or liniment. • It would be great fun to serve the refreshments from pushcarts. Light wheelbarrows would • do, or hastily constructed stands like street dealers use. You could have soft drinks, ice cream cones, peanuts, pop corn, hot coffee, and frankfurters, candy- and fruits, THE LEFT-HANDED CHILD.. "The child is left-handed because.it is `made that way.' . Left-handedness, like right -Handedness, has a definite anatomic basis. To handicap a child by training it to use a less efficient half of the brain, and thus to run also the attendant risk of developing .seri- ous speech defects, is surely not a wise edecational procedure. Expert left-handedness is much less of a dis- advantage, if any at all, than awk- ward and inefficient right-handedness and the, commonly attendant inrperfec- tionC of articulate speech." -Good Health. THE SINGING KEYS. Keys for clocks and keys for doors, Keys for churches, houses, stores, But the nicest ones are these— Black and white piano keys. Play one shining key alone, Out there comes a lovely tone, And it sings for you and me, While we press the shining key. One's like drummers when they play, One is bugles—squares away; One's the school bell when it rings, One is Mother when she sings, I stop records when they're through, I may` turn the handle, too, But the nicest things ane these— Black and white piano keys. —Lillian Vandervere. 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