The Exeter Times, 1923-4-5, Page 2BY
KATHARINE'', SUSANNAH PRrHA D
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0 WO for allybOcIY to be cousi g‘otir
Way nov,t—alid a bad zgbt.oek up"'
eirdre,'': he tonrmured sleeP-
ily; "it's a bad night and 'toe late for
anybody to be coming onr way,"
She pulled the bolts aeroseth
doors at the front of the shanty aad
lobed and bolted the door from the ,
bar into the kitehen; then she took his
arra, and helped him out of his chair,
He had fallen back into 2:t, noddiug
drowsily again. She led him over: to
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It was on the roadside by the Long cheese, and jam, and Cakes to be• bit of mending before I go to bed,"
Gully that Mr. Cameron had died. The made without eggs. "Right," he murmured. "Right,
old tree by thegully had fallen at "And I've discovered a Sure w9", Deirdre!"
last, 1 Donald Cameron. At of making hens lay in the winter, f 1 i oThe noise of the wind carried off the
d ' t was
,Latres.
A posy the table
Apples on the eh.elf,
Goodies in the cupboard
That you have made yourself --
These are things the fairies loVel
And do remember this—
A pot of Iteney in the PeNh'
Will never come` alnisst
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',Rana while Dan and, she were living said Mis. Ross voice; but it A robin in the shrubbery ,
sd • • .•
there,a man had been killed by a "Have yen?" rePlicd Mw. Cain- only a few moments before h hear
e
,
falling tree, but it was strange that eron, listlessly. t I his heavy breathing again.
DaveY'e father should have died in "Yes, indeed, and I'll tell you justl The Schoolmaster's sock which she
this way, she thought, he who had what it is, Mary"! was darning dropped from her hand.
been the first settler in the hills. "Oh, it's of no interest to me now; She stared into the darkness beyond
She wondered if he had ring -barked, with Davey away and his father ; the dip -light. She did net want to go
the tree—scored its living green wood gone," Mrs. Cameron cried, I to bed—to be alone in the darkness
—if he had killed it, and in turn it i She kept her hold of Deirdre's, with her thoughts. In the kitchen she
had killed him, pinning him to the hand. I heard the creaking gossip of the fire
,earth with its great bulk of dead and "To think: of him—Davey's father and the whisper of falling embers.
rotting timber. She could see Davey's —in there, Deirdre—lying so still Besides, she wanted to keep her hands
father, heavy, squarely -built, in shah- and cold, he that was so strong, and and brain busy. In the darkness there
by, dark clothes, lying beneath it, his nobody could break, or turn,' she would be only the voice of -the wind -in
grey hair blood -dabbled, his face said. "You haven't seen hind yet. her ears, and that was like the crying
bauised and blackened. The man who I -You must come with me." i of her heart. She listened' to the
had conquered the wildernese had lain' "Presently; dearie, but you must wind now. A mournful, passionate
there; on°the very road he had made, drink your tea and eat this little bitl thing, it murmured about the house,
bro en--ca—s"taside—athing that life of cone first," Mrs. Ross said. rising wildly, desperately, inblasts of
had done with It was as if the wild- The neighbors talked again nervous- sudden rage, and fell back into a
Lnusies m grass,
A, rainbow -colored way -of -the -wind
Made of tinkliag glees.
,A,big bua:
sh of ltender,
bed -of migao-nette,
And a the:tailed wooden surnme -house
For dancing when it's wet.
A fire in the parlor
On chilly surinner nights,
A pretty sound of singing
(Not too many liglits)--
'rhese will lure the fairies in;
And I would, have You know,
So long as fairies visit you
Your luck will never go.
Sinless had taken its revenge. ly, cheerfully, in subdued toneS, of thin,. pitifal wailing of helplessness
.
. She slipped from the chestnut's the weatharid despair. She was afraid to listener, 'the sales, and what the,
,back in a sunny clearing and gather- men of their households were saying Ion-
, g, afraid of what this communicato
ed a handful of freckled and golden- about things in general. I ing, interpreting murmur might do
-eyed, white honey -flowers, twisted "We mustn't let her brood," they I with her reason. Yet the wind was
some tendrils of creepers and blades said anxiously to each other. I with her, she thought. The wind knew
of ferns among them, and tied them . Mrs. Cameron did not seerri to hear her heart—the wind was the voice of
together with a long piece of grass. or notice them. When she stood in her heart crying out there in the dark -
When she came in sight of the the silent room with Deirdre looking nem
weatherboard house crouching against down on the white -sheeted figure of , She shivered, trying to banish the
the purple 'wall of the hills, Deirdre DaveY's father, she turned to the girl'
, strange, fantastical ideas that -swarm -
realized again what Donald Cameron with a sharp cry. I ed upon her.
. Row to
had done: The cleared paddocks I "It's a sad, sad thing to be parting' pass the night—this long
spread round it on every side. Ant from your life's mate, Deirdre," she night in which she must not think, or
orchard climbing the slope to the left said. "To think that he should have. feel. To -morrow McNab would be
showed in dark- leafage against the died like that . . . after all that he's coming. ",You pays y'r money and you
grey and green of the forest. Cattle done --he that made this hill country., takes 3ar choice, Deirdre," he had said.
dappled the furtherest hillside. The To have gone without a word from. She Saw his face as he had spoken,
barns and sheds and stables behindmanyone, or a clearing -up of the rids- his twisted, sallow faCe, the glimmer -
the house formed a small village. He understandings between " And
ing of his malicious oyes, with the
,
had made it cleared the forest it. Davey not to see him again!" smile that spilled over from them. She
He had done all this, she realized, She broke down and sobbed utterly. had made her choice. She had set her
and so much besides, and now he was Mrs. Ross and Mrs. Morrison took
mind to it. There must be no waver -
dead, the man of iron will and hide- her, each by an arm, and led her
ing. If the Schoolmaster got off, she
fatigable energy. back to the sitting -room. The hum I must marry McNab; if he was ecu -
'here were two or three of the of strained, subdued and cheerful con- Itenced to three years' imprisonment
neighbors' cartsI there would perhaps be time to scheme
in Camerorgs yard. versation began again.
Deirdre opened the gate and shut.
Mrs. Cameren went to the door with and out -manoeuvre him. She would
Deirdre.
it when she and White Socks had set her wits to that. But she could
passed through. She hung the chest- 12 only they'd let me be. It's very I not think of the next day. She must
nut's 'bridle over a post by the barn good of them all to bother, but if . think of Davey, or Dan, or Steve—
and lifted his saddle. ' only they'd let me be! any of them. There must be no
'Speckled fowls and handsome buff As the chestnut padded softly along shrinking,
shrieking, or failing. What
and yellow pullets stalked about the the track home to Steve's, Deirdre had lo be done, had to be -done, and
yard, pecking industriously even wondered again what effect Donald ,the first thing that had to be done
under the legs of the Ross's and Cameron's death would have on Davey was to give McNab her word.
Morrison's horses, which, with har_ and Dan. It would make Davey a
ness looped back on them, their 'rich man, she knew. Donald Cameron
noses deep in fodder bags, stood be-
side the .ca-rtse 'IPS:the brilliant sun-
shine, °fee wood -stack, struck against
the clear blue sky, a black rooster
crowed at intervals.
'n
Mrs. Camerons sitting -room was i
had beereputed wealthy when she
and the !Schoolmaster first came to the
hills,. and he had not been drinking
long enough to have.'squandered Much
:money. "It would take More than a
gallon of rum to make old Cameron
n
(To be continued.)
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Dye Silk Stockings
Blouse or Sweater
In Diamond Dyes
semi -darkness. Deirdre heard the loosen his purse strings," she remem- "Diamond Dye", add years of wear
hushed talking, exclamations a nd bered having heard Conal say. to worn, faded skirts, waists, coats,
sound of weeping as she went into it. To Dan and to her it would makei stockings, sweaters, coverings, hang-
„, ,,It's you,,Deirdrej", Mrs. Cameron very little difference in the end. There hags,' draperies, everything. Every
said when she Saw the alai. Her would still be McNab. The train of
voice was flat and tired; she seemed
as have sc rcely strength Pnoug'h
to
speak.
- Deirdre kissed her with 9. quivering -
night and a day remained before
lips, !and eyea welling. b she would have to tell McNab that before. Just buy Diamond Dyes—no
The room was full of peopth. She she had made her choice. Every beat other kind—then your material will
did not see who they were at first in of the chestnut's hoofs on the soft come- out right, because Diamond Dyes
the half dark. - . roadside drove what he had said into 1 are guaranteed not to streak,t
spo ,
If only Davey were here!" Mrs. her brain. She knew no more now fade, or run. Tellyour druggist
,
Cameron cried. than she did a week ago what was h th
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w e er the material you wish to dye
her thought snapped. For a moment,
with all her passionate youth, she
envied Donald Cameron his stillness.
package contains directions so simple
any woman can put new, rich, fadeless
colors into her Vi101:11 garments or
draperies even if she has never dyed
he
Deirdre krielt beside her. going to happen to Davey and the •
is wool or or whether it is linen,
-``.."Perhaps he'll- come" she whis- Schoolmaster, or how the ca.se was
-p-ered
cotton or mixed goods.
going. Perhaps less, since Donald
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"Did . you gather the flowers for, Cameron's death. But her mind was
his father?" made up as to what McNab's answer Work for Pleasure.
Mrs. Cameron's eyes had fallen on would be. She had _never really had
th
e' little bouquet in Deirdre's hand. any doubt as to what it must be, and
1 Work thou for pleasure; paint or sing
- "I brought them for Davey," had asked for time as one asks to or carve,
Deirdre said. - have the window open before settling The thing thou- hiveet, thoagh the
'Mrs. Cameron's hands quivered in down to passing the day in a dark body starve.
hers. ' and airless room. Who works for'glory misses oft the
, "We must keep her cheerful, not Deep in her mind there was still, goal;
let her spirits get down," one of the however, a vagrant hope, a fairy, Wife works for money coins his vevy
visitors said in Deirdre's ear. child -like thing, a phantom assurance
,
Five -Ways of Cooking Chicken.
At first the chicken sturd and
roasted brown, -
With cranberry sauce and fixings all
complete.
And then the fricassee, all covered
o'er
With thickened gravy, poured with
lavish, hand
To hide the bones. And then what may
be left
Is done up into pies, with pastry tops
Just fitted to the dish. Last coure of
all
Of this eventful bird is chicken soup --
The general leavings and the scrap-
' in,gs-up
Of wings, legs, tails, necks, bones and
everything.
When dressing a chicken scald the
feet, and the skin will peel off like a
glove. Cut off the horny claws and
cook the feet in a little water, adding
seasoning. This will make a cupful
of delicious jelly, or add richness to
the stew.
Jessie Ross brought in tea, and of the impossibility of what was de -
Work for work's sake then, and it
same newly -made scones. manded of her, a belief, like thistle- -
well may be,
Yeu. must eat this now, dear to
down, as faint and fragile that some-
thing unheard of, miraculous, would
happen to help her,. and at• the same
time save Dan and SteVe and Davey.
keep up your strength," Mrs. Ross That these things shall be added unto
• said to Mrs. Cat -heron, taking a chair
beside her .
thee. —Kenyon Cox.
et,
Mrs. Ross talked of her milking, Bovril Limited Reports
and the calves she had poddied during I CHAPTER XLIII.
en, gathering round, talked in serious I The big kitchen was very quiet; ; The report submitted at the 261Jh.
and melancholy fashion of their milk -I The log that, had been smouldering on Annual General Meeting of Shareholdr,
, ing and the•calves they had had troll- 1 the open hearth all day broke. Deirdre ers of Bovril, Limited, in London, Eng-
ble with during the winter. They; swept back the scattered embers and land, last, month, was most satisfact-
I thrust the broken ends of wood to- cry -
gether. Flames leapt over them, light.: A net profit. wa's 'shown. of . .30,5,709
ing the room: '
They penetrated the shadows that —out ef which after payment of regu-
bulked, huge and shapeless, at the lar dividends on preferred stocks a
end of it, revealing a hoard of store dividend of 9% on the, Deferred Shares
casks and boxes piled almost to the —free -of Income Tax—was voted.
roof and half -cloaked with hessian Sir (.7 -George Lawsou 30buston is
bags sewed together. The barrel of aOhainnan. The Earl DE Erroll, vice
-
rifle slung on the walls glimmered for
eltairman, and Mr, Douglas Walker,
a moment; the fire -light showed stir-
rup irons and miscellaneous harness- I Managing Director. Sir Cornthwaite
Ree
' snt a fGood Business in 1922
ormer premier of Western
the wet weather; and the other wom-
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place of the tense grip,
and severe strain an the
w
*rist, encountered when tit -
hag an ordinary- irota the
Hotpoint way Permits a
light comfortable grasp with
the thamb reeling on a filar'
projection. The Hotpoint
thumb rest is an. exclusive
featare found only on the
fatnotts Hotpoint iron.
Per' sle by -dealers every-
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Off ice foronto
ing gear, halters and bridles hung
over a neg near the door, a couple of Australia, has recently accepted the
horse -s oes nailed to it, and two or
three hams in smoke -blackened bags
with bunbles of herbs beside them,
strung up to the rafters.
A tallow dip cast a halo of garish The increasing amount devoted to
light about Deirdre where she sat various forms ar aavertistag was one
sewing; a broad gleam touched the of the notewortiley features of the
crockery on the shelves behind her.
The high-backed ann.ehair in which statement—and ane to which perh ps
Steve lay, slack and nodding drowsily, Much of the In creased slic000s of op e ra-
was drawn up before the fire. tions was due.
The door to the bar, reached by a
step from the kitchen, was open. - A 1 Queen of Sheba.
dip hurried on the bench there, too,I A woman of the new rich type paid
lying the dins'Y svindows of tthe a visit So. a well•known sehool swith a
position of Secretary.
Bovra exports in 1.922 exceeded
those of.1921 h -y 22%, and 1923 shows
every indication of still further growth,
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and a little ham may be added. Cut
up the chicken as for frying, pare and
halve the potatoes, eift the baking
powder and flour together twice, rub
in the lard and mix to a soft (lough
with ice -water, Cover the lower por-
tion of the sides of a large pot with
dough rolled to one-fourth of an inch
in thickness. Put in a layer of chicken,
sprinkle with salt, pepper, flour and
a dash of cayenne,and a few thin
slices of onion and ham gtheri a layer
of potatoes and dumplings cut from
the dough, and repeat with 'the rest of
the ingredients. Roll out the remain-
der of the dough to a size to cover the
pot, cot a cross in the centre and tura
the corners hack. Ada a tablespoonful
of vinegar to sufficient water to fill
the pie up to the crust, cover the pet
and set over the re until it boils, then
plane where it will ',.simmer for an
honi.;;• Take off the lid td Put in the
oven for another hour. If it browns
too rapidly, replace the lid for awhile.
As the water boils away, add boiling
water,
Pussy-Willow Season.
When it's pussy -willow season
An' it's fan -lost fishin' time,
An' the bobolink gets husY) '
Why you almost think in rhyme!
There's a funny little kinkiness
Gets tangled in your brains,
An' a liltiuess and tiltiuess
Goes. racing through your veins.
There ain't no fun just like it
When the Spring gets hold o' you—
Of course you don't believe it,
For It's too good to be true-,-
A something that makes sorriness
A sure and awful crime,
When it's pussy -willow season
An' it's aliehost fishin! time.
Then the school -seats. seem the hardest
An' your pulse goe,s awful quick,
An" your head's a barnin' Pumice
An' you're sure you must- be sick.
But wh-en you pass, the schoolhouse
door N
You get to feen' prime,
When it's pussy -willow season
ad
its almost fishin' time.
vantage when combined with macar- klInard's Liniment for Coughs & Colds
oni, thus: Cut the chicken into small a.
dice, and to one cupful of chicken add Behaving Mannerly at Table.
two cupfuls of macaroni, which has "IViy dear," said a thioughtful lady,
been boiled until tender, drained and addressing a -small boy wh.o. with his
rinsed. Melt a piece of butter in a parents was a guest at her table,
baking pan or oven -glass dish, put in "wouldn't you like to have your meat
the Macaroni, moistened with chicken cut up for you?"
broth, slightly thickened. Cover with "Oh, no, tha,nk you," replied the boy
the minced chicken, sprinkle with -with great politeness, though ;hid did
not look up or desist from his deter-
mined struggle with his helping of
beef. "We often have meat as tough
as this at home."
Truth is never popular. The ma-
jority spend t their lives in a -voiding
it.—Marie Corelli.
-
Leftyover chicken can be used to
grated cheese and place in the oven
for a few rninutes. Serve hot.
When serving chicken, it is often
embarrassing for the head of the
house to find the portion prefer.red by
a guest. To pi.event, this, put the
pieces on the platter at nearly as pos-
sible in their original position: lay
the back in the middle of the platter,
the pieces of breast on top of this, a
drumstick on each side with side -bone
and second joint at the upper end and
wings outside these. If two fowl are
served at once, have a platter large
enough to repeat the arrangement at
the other end,
Chicken cooked in an earthen or
oven -glass' dish having a cover is
especially good. Cut into pieces and
place in the bottom of the dish a
dozen small onions, one carrot, one
turnip and a stalk of celery.- Cover
with a pint of boiling stock or -boiling
water, seasoned with salt and pepper.
Dress a year-old chicken, rub with
melted butter, place it on top of the
vegetables and set the baking dish, un-
covered, in a hot oven until the chick-
en is nicely browned. Then cover the
dish and.. allow the chicken to cook
slowly for an hour.
Smothere'cl chicken provides an ex-
cellent way,, of cooking a chicken that
is sorneyvhat tough, for the baking
renders it very tender. Singe and
dress a chicken, split it down the back,
wipe thasdughly with a damp cloth.
Salt and pepper well, then cover with
butter and dredge both sides with fine-
ly powdered, dry bread crumbs. Place
in a baking pan, the inside down,
cover with another pan and cook in a
hot oven for twenty-five minutes. Re-
move the top pan and let the chicken
brown for five minutes. Then -remove
to a platter and garnish with .parsley.
Pilau of chicken prepared according
to these directions is a dish of great
excellenee. To prepare It, joint, a
chicken and leave for a half-lumg in a
bath composed of the juice of two
large lemons and three tablespoonfuls
of salad -oil. Drain without wiping.
Fry a sliced onion in three table-
spoefuls of butter, and then put in
the chicken.- Cook for ten minutes,i
turning o?ten, and empty the contents
of the pan into a pot with a bread
bottom. Pour over this a cupful of ,
stewed and strained fainate, and a [
cupful of stock or a cupful of, heti
water seasoned with celery atid onion.,
Stew gently until the chicken is ten -I
sa anigglhT;mtkerwwityabli:oevrising.1,tfrwoams, .1.1higtoliteisraliobyycteli ele.elahboSthaeteeli; 11) coven, c�verediaonsdeiyk, eePalavo Inreatdhye
wildthe south-west beat against the doors
mived in and retake the windows of the frail dressed and loaded with jewelry. Dur- three-quarters of a euP ul of nee
;rig her interview wifb the ril-lea—d ma;
building. The doors Were all shut ,seaked'for one hour in cold water, put
though it was still early.
Steve at last Cell asleep in hi S chair.
His heavy -labored breathing had the
souncl or a child sobbing. Deirdre
laogoakiend, turPoubfrioor by 11.
craeg:silel.dahleidr aReanyw said the )ady, "r eod no sprinkle wit -he -rated, Parmesan Cheese,•[
, idea she inn a hOv 019 dehOnl." Old-fashi,oaed chicken, PetMe re-,
aense of clesPeration to hear hint. The "qnu os two potinds .of flour, one4lait:
Up at last and awakened him.
sound beeathe unendurable. she::: nappy ig thd mall who ie too busy pound Of lard, a rounded tablespoon-;
adri,t yoa better go ,1,0 bed, u to think aboui, being overworheci, oe salt, two teaspoonfuls of bak-
Steve," she said, impatiently. "You'll ing powder. two fat old liensa and
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catch your death of cold like this, It's eight large potatoes. Sweet potatoes
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coOk until soft, Put the chicken back,
in pot, mix witli, rice, siminer three,
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IRIS MI 1ES
An Englishman once took a largo
tract of sooting In the S.gutli of' Ire.
land. The result of the first day'll
shoOling was one snipe.
As there 'Was so little sPort, the
being of a praetical turn of mind, der
etched to return to England next day
and started to reekon np tho cost o
the trip. The amount caMe to 106,
Taming to the gillie, who was trudg-
ing behind him carrying the one and
only suipe, he remarked: "Well. Pat,
that snipe cost a ioo."
"Begorra, yer honote" replied the
gillie, "It's- lucky you didn't shoot any
more." ' °
On the Rooks.
This Is one of the Storie,s told by
Major A, W. Long, la "Irish Sport of
Yesterday. Here are others:—
At one thne the police ia Ireland
gave a large rewai'd for information
leading to the seizure of a "potema"
still, and as a result one man made a
fertune, First he gave a contract, to
a.: travelling tinker to make a lot of
stills at a low price, and, after leaving
these stills in different places with the
remains, of a would lotig,e hisin-
formation and claim the reward.
An Irish pilot told the crew of a ves-
sel of which, he was in charge that he
knew every rock on the coast for
miles. there's one ot them," ha
said, as the vessel strack a rock.
An old Irishman used to hide- his
bottle of poteen in the bolster of the
bed in his master's dressing -room.
This hiding-pla,ce lasted him until one.
day the cork, came out of the bottle
and the master -found his room reek,
Ing of poteen.
On these occasions he was always
given notice, but invariably replied.;
"Don't be opaisy, euro never leave
ye" --and he never did
Major Long's sister went to a cer-
tain Irish, bath -house for a bath. She
undressed and entered the ehower-bath
apartment, a kind of wooden Vox, pull-
ed every string and wire she coald--
find, but nothing happened. She then
called the attendant, an old man. At
once a voice came from a hole in the
"Hi, miss, if yell turn the laste btt
in the world to the...west ye'll do fine"
—and followed his words by deeds' in
the foam -of boiling hot water from a
large. watering -can!
Major Long once nearly shot one of
the men, who had a disagreeable habit
of taking short cuts. :When remon-
strated with for suddenly sticking his
head round a bush when' the author
was. going to fire at a snipe, the man
replied, with a laugh, "No danger,
shoot away. I was- watching your
gun!"
Bait :for Beggars.
, On her return from a visit to Dublin,
a young countrywoma 1, a Mrs. p----4-7;
gave herself great airs andxtbld her
maid, who always called her Mrs. Tom
and hex mother-in-law Mrs. D—, to
call her Mrs. D— and the old lady
the dow-a-ger, with a strong accent on
the middle syllable.
It was said that this was the result
of going.to a cinema. The next time
the author's sister called she asked if
Mrs. D— was at home.
"Oh, no, me lady," replied the girl,
"she's not in—but faith, the- auld bad-
ger's below in the kitchen."
The author's 'brother nearly, caused
a riot one very hot day when out shoot-
ing by appearing in white flannel
shorts,. No sooner had shooting start-
ed than every maxi and boy within
sight collected on high ground to
watch the "mad English gintleman"
who went out shooting in his under-
pants!
On another 2ccasion the brother
threw what he thought to be a six-
pence, but which was really a half -
sovereign, to an old beggar woman.
Instantly the old woman. went down
on Ler knees, calling down blessings
iipen him, and then she tried to em-
brace him, still expressing her grati-
tude. To get rid of her, he threw a
half-crown. By this time he was sure, -
rounded by almost all the beggars in
the place, for like wildfire a -report had
run through the town that a, mad...Inng-
lishman had arrived and was scatter -
g halfoitereignS,! .
The -Earth's Tail.
It we could make a journey throtigli
space until we were some millions of
miles fronathe Earth, we should prob-
ably scarcely recognize this old globe
when we looked back at it. The Earth
has a special" distinction which is viz-
ible only to those who live in other
worlds—it has a tail! :
Saturn has his rings; -Jupiter is
covered with wonderfal belts of color;
Mars is scorecllby strange, lines that
may be Canals. And we have a great
ran reaching far away behind us iato
epace like that of a comet. We can
catch' a glimpse' of it ,sometirnes Oil
clear evenings just after sunset. If
you take your eyes from the golden
- hues of ,the West an turn l,ight about
towards the East you will notice a
faint luminous 'patch in the sky exact-
ly opposite the setting sun.
The Earth's tail mayt-coneist of a
huge cloud of gasses Intndred of tholk-
sands of miles in length, or it may be
formed by a countless swarm of otiny
moons, ranging from the size of it
cricket ball to that of a large house,
which keep always to our dark side
and are too small to be seen individu-
ally.
There is no snels 4..hing as foax, So
called fear is -simply an absence oi
coora