The Clinton News Record, 1923-5-3, Page 6)(Ai C".ious
Wluit DQ We guru: When We
B rn Our Trees?
Wbwt do we burn when we burn our
trete?
We burn the Maine fin' you and me,
Weburn the carriage-honee, bars,
and shed,
The baby's "cattle, the little boy's:
sled,
'Pbe bookcase, the table, Pio rocker of
ease,
'We burn all thee° when we tiara our
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HAS THE LARGZST SALE OF ANY
PACKET TEA . IN NORTH AMERICA.',
The 0ift Of The Gods..
BY PEARL k OLEY.
(Copyright.)
CHAPTER II.—(Cont''d-)
Weng Toy gazed, fascinated, at the
acture. The gloom of his thoughts
,nfolded him;so closely that. he A
t
hear the door open and close,
d
An
an
angry voice broke in abruptly on his
sombre musings:
"By the sun in the heavens, China
i eomingto a pretty pass. This is
what weget for Ietting thedirty for-
eign dogs into the country?'
Quietly Weng Toy turned and faced
the intruder. '
"Can you throw any light on the
accursed affair?" demanded the visitor
impatiently.
Weng' Toy made no reply and the
man laughed bitterly, "Your silence
says yes. So can I. They have traced
her. Bahl' It was risky from the
beginning. Yet by the powers, of
heaven, I'm glad you didlt,-old friend,
for I love her."
Weng Toy started. He eyed the
other coldly. "You' have not told her
of.this?"
Tho man looked at him daringly.
"Not yet. Her beauty and innocence
confounded me and made me numb and
dumb. But a thousand angels or
devils couldn't have stopped me if I
had known this would occur. Enough
delay—she shall be my wife as soon
as I rescue her."
"Be' riot so hasty, Chu Sing. Tu
Hee will have a say in that" '
Something in the mandarin's tone
led the other to see he had laid his
thoughts too bare.
"Pay no attention to what I, say, through" this old world without too
Wong Toy. I'm not responsible. Deo much grumbling, but when she lands
spair and fear for the girl have made ,you, a . knockout blow, in 'the ' foot
me mad What are you going to do through her too willing slave, a beast -
about itr
eastabout'itr It seems to me you. are .ly Hun bombr--and then shoots you
taking it unnaturally wool." J over to a yelloW land with the camou-
The'door opened. "Car ready, sir." flage to serve your : country,' ft's
As the two men .hurried out, into enough, I' tell you,• to make a .fellow
the long hall Weng Toy laid a hand toss up whether he'll end it all with
tti
brotherhood. Tho shadow `of death 's
a great cleanser,;Graee. A man's past
falls from hini- like a garment. It's
what you are when the great moinent
comes that men judge you by over
there, where the fires of hell burn
everything but the, gold.."'
"But now, dear David,"`said Grace
°gently, "you must try for our sakes,
who love you, to readjust yourself. d' It
will be cruel, ,heart-rending, if the old
order of things does not pass away
after the most terrible, the mostpre-
cious sacrifice in the world's history,
the sacrifice of youth. But if no
change' is apparent, except chaos, we
can only do our ' infinitesimal part.
The world's -burdens cannot be borne
by a few young shoulders such as
yours, no matter how 'willing they
may be. To melt seems eachone has
his duty allotted to him. If it is
shifted it may and does fall partly on
others already overburdened, but the
most of it accumulates to be appor-
tioned back by the Great Judge."
"Keep your faith, Grace. There
isn't much left if one doubts the un-
swerving undercurrent of law and
orderand the 'final triumph -of Tight
and justice throughout the universe,
Perhaps sanity will return and banish
the horrible pessimism I feel clutching
at me, but just mow'I can't catch even
a •glimmer of light through the dark
clouds.',' His voice grew petulant, al-
uost boyish, as he continued: "If it
wasn't for,the seemingly spiteful side
of Fate's nature I might puzzle
What do we burn when we burn our
iree4? r
The daily comfort which everyone sees,
The wages or men for years to come,
In fectorles big where busy. wheels
hum—
l'or industries, many depend an tree's—a
When our forests burn, we burn all
What de we burn wheel we burn 'our
trees?
The homes of,birds, and squirrels, and
bees,
The homes of the brook, , and the
' cooling .'.spring
. Where 'violets blossom, and blue-
birds sing,
The beauties :of nature,
please—
We burn all these' when we burn our
on his companion's arm. "It wo
kill Tu Hee to learn the truth. , If
her disappearance is caused by the
ppeople we think, as -of course it Must
be; it is our duty to deny everything.
Remember, she is my niece, my own
flesh and blood."- -
Chu Sing nodded—"And my future
Won
a bullet."
"Listen to the child," replied Grace,
lightly. "If your words didn't sound
refreshing, like the juice of a pear;
without 'any substance, Davey dear,'
I'd take the trouble,to remind, you that
in'rossing up Tate would stand beside
you,' a humorous or sardonic grin on
her' chaugeless,.impassable, and insur-
mountable front, and have . the last
word." -
`Guess you're right. No chance to
beat her. Well, thank' 'heaven,your
silvery voice and my soothing nicotine
are. left me,".' And suiting action to
words David Marsden lifted his :com-
panion's hend,.to his lips, ' and then
placed a cigarette between them.
f'Just like a man," pouted the .girl.
"You abuse Fate on' your'own account
and then thank her, for the nasty blow
she' has dealt nw '
"Rotten luck,: dear girl, I know, but
itruns in efamily,so whets the
ms the
use?' Philosophy overflows from' the
minds and electrifies the air oval -here,
and a dose;of the atmosphere once in
CHAPTER I•IT, a while won't do us. any harm."
"If the ancestors of our Oriental David unfolded himself rather stiff,
friends could -come back: and glimpse ly' from the _chair, stood a moment,•
On a teakwood table in the entrance
hall lay a"small reticule. at was a
dainty, •effeminate thing in chased
gold, inset with ,pearls: Weng Toy
touched it tenderly. Ile had given it
to Tu Hee on her last birthday, and
he recalled her delight' in it. "My poor
little Autumn Gladness! May the
gods help me to save you the pain of
finding out, His voicewas husky
and the hand that took his hat from
the servant was far from steady.
As the car turned towards the. large
entrance gates many eyes peered after
it and, silent prayers went up to the
gods.
so fair to
Summer or Winter, day or night,
The woods are an ever -new delight;
They give us peace; and they matte us
Such wonderful balms to them belong.
Stoddard.
Prayer.
A little girl who had been taught to
Pray from babyhood climbed Into her
father's lap and asked: "Papa, is God
dead?„
"No, my child: Why do you ask?"
"Because you don't talk to Him any
more as you'. used to."
Many of us forget or neglect to start
the day with God, to ask Him for guld-
anoe through'_ the long hours, to re-
member Him at night. The day begun. -
with
egun°with' prayer or with a few verses from
the Bible will bea better day than one
in :which -We leave .God out of our
minds.
God knows' all and sees all. When
we do wrong He waits patiently for its
to confess and promise to do right the
next time. He will always help and
guide bur thoughts; ide answers pray--
ere
ray=ers of the unselfish who ask with thein
whole hearts. : The foundation of God's
government is love. That of Satan's
is love also, but God?s love is love of
neighbor, whereas Satan's is love of
this scene, what would happen?
The, eyes of the girl addressed wan-
dered quizzically ever the crowd be-
neath, ,;truly . a cosmopolitan assort-
ment -Europeans, Asiatics, and .d m-
ericans rubbing shoulders, beaming
smiles, tossing nods, and exchanging
handshakes. °
"One would almost • thing that the
wish of the idealists had been fulfilled,
that the brotherhood of roan was an
assured thing," continued the speaker,
as he leaned a little farther over the
balcony railing. "But to "go back "to
my question, dear coz, what' would
happen if the occupants of the Ming
tombs could walk here to -day? It red from Europe they come over here,
gives 'me a shock, half sympathetic,' to China, for diversion. It's true,
as I try to experience the feelings of Grace, that one half of the world
the over -civilized departed of the East knows not how the other half lives,
could they come back and witness the but it shouldn't be—they don't want
furrows the West have made in theirto know," '
beloved garden of the gods." I The girl purposely made her voice
"I am glad they cant., see rt, re- Iight. Now, now, David, use cosine -
plied the girl, without removing her politan tolerance on the throngs be -
gaze. ` It would mean :'purgatory to low you and please •remember, Pin a
them for millions of years." I Yank, although I must confess my
She was a typical American, Her continuous wish is that `I could add
accent, .as well as her soft olive skin 'ally' to the name. But, dear boy, I
and brown eyes, betokened she was fa- insist that you stop brooding. ' Ah,
then strolled -the word hardly fzts,
either, as his lamenecs caused a'de-
cided halt in his gait—to the and of
the balcony,and laconically watched
the swarms below. He likened them
to tireless ants, the difference being
these human ants . appeared restless
rather than industrious. .
Tired lines; showed around his eyes
and mouth, and the stamp of the world
war; age in youth, was painfully vis-
ible. Only bitterness smouldered in
the depths of his greyeyes. "The
white man must have amusement,
even though part of the world is a
seething pot Of -anguished souls. Bar -
'A schoolboy, says Mr. S. D. Gordon
in a Picture of God, had played truant•
for three days. At ,the end of the last
day the teacher asked the fathei
whether the boy wore i11. When the
boy came home that evening father
and son went into thelibrary together;
The boy—his name was -Philip -renew
that his father had guessed his secret
and ire felt had.
After a moment's pause the`fathei
said, ,Phil;ave71 get down and pray."
The thing was becoming harder for
Phillip all the time; he didn't want to
pray just then, But they knelt, down
and the father poured out his heart'
The boy knew then how bad his father
felt over Ms' conduct, ,
That is a ease where prayer proved
to be the means of salvation; it made
the boy realize his'wrongdoing as ,no
punishment would have done. Prayer
is always good. The person who talks
to God and communeswith Him daily
will never purposely do evil. IIis is
the best and sweetest life there can be
on earth.
A Gramophone Museum.
World-wide interest has been
aroused b'y the wonderful relics of an-
cient Egypt discovered recently by
Lord Carnarvon.
Will there he as much excitement in,
say, the .year 3023, when they fired
specimens of the thdngs we use to -day?
It is 'quite certain that,the,people.
living two thousand 'years from now
will be as different from as as we are
front, • the: ancient Egyptians, says, an
.Englibh,wrtter. Will our workmanship
seem clumsy„and amateurish? `.Or will
they' say to each , -other. What' won-
derful fellows those ancient :Britons
It seems iihely that the inhabitants
of the world.in the year 3000 will know
more about us than we Imow of the
people of two thousand years ago. Spe,
tial steps are'being taken to leave be-
hind us relics of the twentieth cere
-.Among other things, a wonderful
library of gramophonerecords is being
iniliar with the sunshine of the south. here comes' tea, so now meander back prepared officially to enable those who
After a silence; dui-inig which they and bring that little : bamboo table' coma after as to itnow how we spate;
surveyed idly the moving panorama, with you, so eve can sit here near the This, library is being calleeted by Lon-
. t and i,lie wee or the girl came bark to the railing and. limit, ea mate- eyes don University, and it will contain two
man beside her, : Her face said plain- at the crowd at the same time. Do ,you
ly that he,” in his trim uniform of a remember 'how, when childrne,' 'we
British officer, Was more interesting used to fancy vocations for people?"
than commingled nations below. She "Yes," laughed David, And do
surveyed with a thrill of pride the you remember, how furious you were
clean-cut grace of his long form one clay when I insisted a man' we
stretched nonchalant in the wicker met on the street oarryirig a pail' was So many tine things da;
chair, but her gaze grew wistful as a plasterer and you stuck to it he was Laces; and ivory, anti gold,
she noted the boyish old .look on the a baker?" And silks meed not be new;
leanface tanned to a deep brown, and ""Yes, yes," laughed the girl. And
the keen penetrating e es that were I insisted you follow him to find out healingin old trees,
p g 3And there is
so full of laughs in the old days. The 11 1 wasn't right; and how disappoint-
Oldstrees a glamor lamer licit
old days were ,before the world was ed I was when he jolted a crowd of
Why' may not I- (as tvell as Hesse,
scarred forever by the action of a bricklayers! ,You were a dear even G;sow lovely, growing old?
European despot. Her glance fel to in those days, David. To make up i,10 ikon nakor
the left foot, which was stretched out for my disappointment:.you took me i{a • W
in unnatural stiffness and just touch- into a baker's shop and bought me
liuudred tto ons and. records, "
Let Me Grfww Lovely.
Let megrow lcvely, growing old—
ed the heln of her skirt. Her lips some sugar buns." Very Had!
compressed slightly, belt with a little 1 But Grace's efforts were in vain. rotor (at telepliono) "hallo, this
shake, like a eparrow that is deter' She sG
saw the cup laid down three- is Grocer
mined to dry its wet wings in the sun,' quarters full, and the brooding look Customer 'Will ybu:ploase send mo
she said lightly, `Turn and look at me, creep into David's eyes again. He
dated, dear, if the gay crowds make noticed the lapse almost immediately, the eggs I ordered this meriting. This,
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THE SAME OLD WAY
Uncle Sam—"Forgive and forget your claims against Germany." li
La Belle France -="That's• what I'm dolug-the way you forgave 'and for-
got your claims against Britain:"—From Toronto Telegram. ti
Stories About Well -Known People
Candid Criticism for Duke of =York. i
Lots of stories are' being told Just'
now about th'e Duke of York, some of
which are true, while others area -well,
mythical
• The following happens to be a true
one. In fact, although 'it is 'against
himself,. H,R.H, hae. more than once
related .it to his friends,
While in training at the Royal Naval
College, situated ;at ,Osborne,''in the`
isle of Wight, Prince Albert, as he was
thein called, was overtaken ay,a dense
fog while, -out riding` alone, and corn
pletely lost%his bearings,
After riding about for quite a while,
looking id vain for some familiar land
marit, he at. length espied a rustic sit-
ting upon a gate.
Turning his horse's head towards
him, he said, "My good man, is thio -the
way to Ryde?"
The rustic surveyed hint ' critically
tor some moments, and then said:
"No, 't isn't, young fellowene-lad.
Thee turns' thee toes out too much.'''
you glum," however, and' glalrced at his con is Mrs, Winter. I went them very,
With a sigh he relaxed into the panic,'" rather, guiltily, as he lifted his bac,."
choir, What a beastly grouch you cup. And yet she complained the nett day
(To be tentiittied.) became° she got what she said she
wanted.
must: think me, Grace. But it's no
use. T may as well confess every
smile and laugh is on effort with 010
now, X'v., lost my perspective of life,"
"Pas because you so unselfishly gave
up your plans in August, 1314, acid
now that you have ebme l>pelt 'you
Can't uhderetand why those who
weren't tl10re continue to hug their
petty lives to their hearts, watching
Acer diem tend�� ly and sole-lbvi� gl,"
"You've said. it, Grace, It's the
cold-blooded selfishness of the people
—it aieItens xey very soul, I tell you
I want to get beak, back' Where Meit,
stripped of the ,nano conventionalities
d1 life, clasp your hand and look yeti
in
the eye in unitslfantedy unstained
A Strong Will,
"I've just been re
power of will. It's a
"'Indeed, yes: I ]tn
makes seven Clrildre
grandchildren behave.
The sugar, content
varies' a good deal
Sone; 'it is higher following
Luxuriant foliage. T
three Per cent;; that
two gailonis of Sap
tori of syrup..
adltig about th�e
wonciertul thing."
oW of a will that
Children and twenty-two
e themselves."
of maple sap
according to' sea=
a year of
It is usually about
ie, it takes thirty"
V) make ono gal,
NURSES
Lf e :Coronfo 110spltal _t{n' T11501-
abtek in"nbflltatton.with Bellevue end
Anted ilo chars NewWW�'York Ciy,
otters a three years'. Course or Train -
leg ouii women baying the re -
Wilfred to Y 7; u
aerial educalfon, arkl'dsslrous of be -
c oming reuses. Tit 11esr,iial bas
adopted the elgh,t• mte, s stem, rho
plume reecho unllcotns of the Sdhoeb,
a monthly allowance kntl travelling
expanses to and front ,:New York, leer
iarthtr lnterfrShtloil apply to the
Supoollitendent..
Printer's Error Helps. Make
Queen -Empress. '
Lieut. -Col, Cecil 'E. Morgan, et St.
Catharines, Ont., a veteranof many
wars and<a raconteur of the first water,
tells a stogy which is decidedly unique:
Col. Morgan, who is an ex -member
of the old Norbllwes't Mounted Policed
relates that in the days of hlte adolee
cency-there resided close-by'afaniily
named Craven, whose daughter, Lilly
by name, literally bad greatness thrust
upon her, Her father was a staunch
Conservative and a great admirer of
the Prime' Mlnlster (Benjamin Dls-
raeli), who was meotleg with no small
amount of opposition fa his endeavors
to create Queen Victoria' Empress of
India.
The great argument of the opposi-
tion -opposing the :assumption of the
title Was that there was nopreced'ent,
for it, and.one'day during a dismission'
at Mr. Craven's table Lilly remarked:
"Why, I thought the Queen' was Em-
press, of India;: it hays so in'my geog-.
raphy."
The geography was at once pro-
duced,;and, sure enough, through -some
misprint'. or error,' it was definitely.
seated that her Majesty was Empress,
of India. -Mr. Craven sent it to Dis-
raeli, who triumphantly produced it In
the House. • "Why, even the children
knew the, Queen is Empress,'° he said.
'lie carried his point, the Queen he-
came empress, and Lilly got her book
back ,with, a letter afthanke on the
flyleaf from the delighted premier.
t>1]1100, the sweet Sprit' ,-le the yellz"9
inl.eiteant lt1'ug;
'.Oben bleep's each thing, fb+'r1 lnrt,rlx:
dance in a ring,
Geld tetra not sting, the pretty birds
do Ping--
Cutltim, jug -jug, pu-we, to wl]it-to
wool
Tim palm and May mala country
'hou0es gay,
Lambs frisk and play„ tree shepherd 1
pipe all day,
And we hear the birds tune this merry
lay
Cuckoo, Jug-Jug,pu,we,, to wait -to
Wool
The fields breatlie•saveetr the daisies
aloe our feet, a '
Young lovers :meet, :old, wives asun,
ding elf,
In every street these tunes our ears
do greet-'
Cuckoo, jug -Juga Tu -we, to whit -to
wiio i
Spring, the sweet Spring,,
Thomas Noche 1567.1601):
Donkey Rides!
London,=The child of 11, who wrote
the following, is evidently better up In
the events of the day - °' that In the
works dt John Bunyan:
THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS
The pilgrims are going on denkeys
to eee Tutankhamen's tomb. ' They
come from a long way,
Unfamiliar.
The Old One -"Yea, tills is'sunset,
painted by euy daughter. She entitled
abroad- several years."
The Young Man -'Ah, yes; I under,
stand now. I can't remember having
seen a sunset like that ia;our country:"
Evergreen Memories.
Lady Frances' Bali.our is among
those who enjoy Beeping the memory
of the late General Booth green (Mrs.
Asquith° is' another), and in her "Life'
of 'the Founder of the Salvation Army?
she includes stories which destroy the
idea of the General's perpetual gravity.
He was certainly :a stern man on oc-
casions, but there was always, plenty.
of 'light..relief."
One day, says Lady Frances Balfour,
the General was addressing a huge
audience. Presently one of the offi-
cers, fearing that the speaker's words
werenot being properly heard, started
closing all the' windows in the hall.
He had "closed about haltofthem When
the General stopped hfm.
'Don't suffocate them . all,' he re
quested;".untii''the cbilection is taken.'
In;Town.
Somewhere there's a willow budding,
In a hoilow by the river,'
Where the, autumn leaves lie sodden,
Turning.all the pool to brown;
There's a' thrush who's building early,
With his feathers all a -shiver;
And the maple sap is rising-- •
$tit Ian -glad' that I'm in town.,
Somewhere. out there in the country. '
There's' -a brook, that'soverfowing,
A.nd a quaker pussy -willow
Servs grey velvet cm her gown;
Itusbes'whisper to each other `
That marsh' marigolds are showing,
.And those: saucy crocus fellows --
But -I'm glad that I'ni in town.
Long ago, when we were younger,
Ilow those little things enthralled ns;
Iiing-bit•ds nesting in the hedges,
Baby field -mice soft as down;
Muskrats in the -soil -Warmed shallows,
Strange how all these voices called• us
Hark, was that a robin singing?
when's the next train out ot-town?.
=Isabel :acclestorle. Mackay,
�I Potatoes.
Trees r�l'R�.
IIow ehelter-belts can increase pota-
to yields o11 the:praftiee was well il-
Irtstrated by an oxpeinnent,;recently
carried on at the Experimental Farm
at Scott, Saskatchewan.. In '1920 Gold
Coin potatoes in the cpen field yielded
at the rate of 166 bushels per acre,'. -
while within the shelter-belt•tbe, yield 1
was at the rate of 470 bushels per acre,
The following year that variety yield-
ed at the rate of 249 bushels in the
open. field and 761 bushels inside the
Shelter -holt. Another, variety, the
Everitt,, in 1020 gave 121 •bushels per
acre in the field and 413 basheis inside
the shelter -belt, and ,in the following
year the yields were 155 and 576 hush:
els reepectively. .
In Norway and .Finland forest fire
Paper Pulp from Grass.
Argentina bibs opened a factory to
make paper pulp from a species of
hog grass that grows prolifically.
Another Roast.
She -"I was worrying about you last
night, Ferdio."
IIe—"Really? You flatter mei"
5110—"Nat at all. I'frequently wor-
ry over trifles."
insurance .15 in salcecstnl 'opera tine, '
The Norwegian oempeny cl;aegoil1 pre:
iiiitun of tive-°to fifteen eente pee: 3300
Werth of tiisntrance, anti i.lie:Fataieb
company telt to twenty cants: Dei $100
worth of Insurance,: Both are conduct-
, ed on the mettle! principle, The ,'ea -
son that this elaas of insurance can; be
written iii these 'countries atria not In
Canadn is because enllg,etened plibl,o
opinion' has, fu` Norway aria Finiand,
enabled the forest a rho •ities to este b •
1lsh adequ to 1i'0 1r to tle1 whereas
C1ualianio are, not yet sufficiently
ftivn to Jts impertence and necase 11y,
It's eesler to do a thing right that,
to eapiaile why you did it wrong.
Rgsts e
Tr" whole body is.re
g laxed, the ironing is
done far more quickly, end
the end of yourironinaii#ids
you with nntired arias and
wrists, if you iron the
way. •The thumb rest, an
exclusive Hotpoint feature,.
relieves all strain from the
wrist, and makes ironing an
agreeable duty, rather than.
a weary task.
For sale by dealers every -
"Made in Canada, by
Canadian Gcnerni Electric Co,.
Head Otliee, Toronto
Rave you
Ableclyour
.Toes today
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No. 17'23,
2'hc Great Cetutdier SinostmCa{I
provildreS p1eaeolott Action.
Ions your teen*,-alleto
penetrating the .erettlees
and cleansing them.
Thera, too, ti atolls
dlI#7es�41daAr. "
'Ewe WSISGILEII'S after
eirery :meal—pee Iooiw
much Metter ` you '1 rtlit
tee'. '
Preserving Tombstones,
'A Vermont ma,u has invented a
method for preserving old tombstones
by coating their edges, and backs with
thin layers of cement, leaving their in-
scriptions visible.
Should Have Exchanged.-
Mrs. A. ---"My girl has left, ane. Sloe
said I had so much company there Iran
too much to do.
:ears; B,—Mine has"gene :off, too-: She
said'I had no 'social position."
Smooth, ooth white hands—
n1 lexion
....dear;complexion---.
�
dean
Fresh, clean
that.Lifebuoyskin—
Simply
depth of the, pores,
file whole P �
andnd
opens them to' Lifehuoy
,s.
cocoanut
andsofteningpalm
oils.
The health :odour van-
ishes quickl
an-ishesquickl y after use.
1,1352
Serve Raisin Food -Raisin Week -April 23 to 29
fined ivrm
hem
m
from li your modern bakers': ovens?
s?
<<These big, brown loaves of
old-fashioned full -fruited.
raisin bread?
Note the raisin flavor that:
permeates these loaves.
Count the big, plump, ten-
der, juicy raisins in each slice.
It's teal raisin ' sin bread -the
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kind you're looking for.
Ready -baked to save batt-
ing at home. Delicious and
convenient — and economical
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We've arranged with bak-
ers in almost every town and
city,. to bake this full -fruited
raisin bread.
Order from your grocer on
a neighborhood hake shop.
Say 'you want the bread
that's made with Sun -Maid
Raisins.
Good' raisin breadis a rare
combination of the-beeefits of
nutritious cereal and fruit—]loth
good and good for you, so serve
it at least twice' a week.
Ma more raisins in your cakes,
puddings, etc.
You may ,be ,offered other
brands that you know less well
than Suii-Maids, but the ]rind
you want is the kind you know
is good. Insist, therefore, on
Suri -Maid brand. TheY rest no
more than ordinary raisins.
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