The Clinton News Record, 1936-01-02, Page 3HUTS., JAN. 2, 1936'
WHAT CLINTON WAS DOING IN THE
GAY NINTIES -.
DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED DURING TAR LAST DR-
CADH OF THE OLD CENTURY?
From The lluron News -Record, Jan,
1st, 1896:
Miss C. Newcombe has returned
from Brussels.
Mr, E. Floody of Toronto was in
town last week,
Mr. and Mrs. Joshua Cook spoil,
the holidays in Winghans
Mr, Stubbs, the newlyaelected Mc-
Carthyite member for Cardwell is a
Mother of Mi•s, S. G. Plummer of
town.
Captain Rance 'has sufficiently re-
covered from his recent illness to re-
turn to Blyth.
Local Union Meeting—On Friday,
January 10th, the local union will
hold its regular quarterly meeting in
Ontario Street Methodist church, to
which all young people of the town
are invited. The addresses are to be
given by Albert Allan of Colborne
and Miss Nellie Crich of Tuckersmith
on "A. Christian's relation to the Sab-
bath," and Christ's methods in per-
sonar work.
Masonic Installation -The officers
of Clinton Lodge, No. 84, A. F. and
A. M. were installed on St. John's
Wight, Dec. 27th. Therewas a good
turnout and the installation was cons
,dtrcated moat efficiently by Past Mass
ters J. W. Shaw, R. Heywood and
'Thos. Smallacombe; LP.M., J. W.
Shaw, W. M., A. J. Holloway;, S. W.,
0. Johnston; J. W„ W. D. Fair; Sec-
eatery, Mr- Thos. Rumball; Treasur-
•er, 0. S. Doan; S. D., J. Emerton; J.
D., J. B. Hoover; LG., J. W. Chidley;
Tyler, J. Rider; S.S., D. B. Kennedy;
J.S., J. E. Blacken. After the cere-
monies were over, all sat down to an
excellent supper at the Commercial
Inn.
Choral Society Formed—At a meet-
ing held on Thursday evening last of
the musical people of the town a
choral class was formed of aver 50
members. _ The 'Following officers
were appointed:
Hon. -President, W. Doherty; Hon.-
Vice.,
ion:Vice., Mrs. R. Ransford; President,
H. C. Brewer; Vice, N. Yellowlees;
Secretary, Ern. Holmes; Treasurer,
Miss M. Murray; Fxeeutive Com-
mittee, Messrs. Hoover, Spalding and
Foster; Accompanists, Misses Zeal -
son, Boles, 'Gibliings, McHardy, Fair
and Mrs. Wall; 'Musical Dneetor•, Mr.
T. Jackson, jr. It is the intention of
the class to give strict 'high class
choruses and to 'bring 'together 'all
our hest musical talent,
When The 'Present Century
Was 'Young
From The Clinton News -Record,
Fun. 5th, 19111:
Mr J'adk Bl'oon of Toronto was 'the
guest a ffirlentls tin this ••vidinity the
past week.
Miss Isabel Gunn ;returned 'to'To-
ronto yeater'day to -resume 'her :Stud-
ies at the 'reality of Education.
Mr. emit- Tire. 'W. H. 'HeIlyar •and
family were in 'Bownsanville -and 'To-
ronto ,dfuring'the'holiday season.
Rex. Clarence Jdhnson 'came down
from Edrans, 'Man. to vialt friends
and r'ela'tives 'in town,
New Rtrdl Mean .-- At ca wpedietl
meeting -of. the deanery of 'Huron held
in Clint• n on'Monday,'Res. W. J. Do-
herty' of 'Henstill was rinanimoualy
elected Rural "Dean, which office was
rendered'-vacaiit by the •resignation •of
Canon C. R. Gunsie, now rector. of
Christ ehtrreh, 'London.'
26 Trips teeross the P tlantie-=ices-
terday afternoon Ma, .o'•ohir Bamford
left fol' Halifax from whence he will
sail on Saturday on the S. S. Corsiean
for ,England. This will be Mr. Rans-
ford's 13th double trip across the At-
lantic, back to the old home land.
Our Servants for 1911—Mayor, Ja-
cob Taylor; Reeve, W. G. Smyth. The
baliotting on Monday was for Coun-
cillors only; Mr. David Cantelon
headed thelist, a tribute to his ex-
perience, energy and loyalty to the
town -and its, institutions. 'He is book-
ed for the chairmanship of the street
committee. The big vote polled by
A. T. Cooper was in recognition- of
his Valuableworkinthe council, par-
ticularly in reference to the water-
works: Mr. T. Jackson, jr., a busy
man somehow finds time td devote
to the work of he ocuncil. Mr. T.
Beacom is among the elect,: a tribute
to his personal popularity. Mr. Jas.
A. Ford came back. Mr. Ben.' Gib-
bings works harmoniously with his
colleagues, is well informed on the
town's finances, and .is a leader in
advocating progressive ideas. M1. T.
Cottle was returned for trustee in St.
John's Ward. •
The Literary Club --The first.rneet-
ing of the Literary Club will be held
on Tuesday evening next in the hall
above the Public - Library. T h e
speaker of the evening will be Mr.
Thos. McMillan of Seaforth, who
will give an address on the subject,
"Tariff Reform front the Farmer's
Standpoint." As Mr. McMillan is a
practical farmer, his address will be
along practical lines and is expected
to be both interesting and instructive.
From The Clinton New Era,
Jan. 5th; 1911:
Honoured by the Section " Th e
Master;" Mr. George Baird was hon-
oured last Friday evening when the'
residents of S. S. No. 1, Stanley and'
others convened at his home and ''took'
possession.
The occasion of the gathering was
the retirement of ldr. Baird from the:
teaching profession. 'He has taught;
in• tt'he section for 50 years 'and the!
ipentle wished to 'snow their respect
and esteem for him by meeting and,
!presenting 'him with can embossed ad'-
dress and an elegant roll top desk
and -chair. 'They 'also presented Sirs..
Baird with a leather 'up'hols'tering
rocking chair, When the poolile 'had;
gathered Mr. Malcolm IVIcEwen, sen -
lar ttrustees, book 'the 'chair and Cal-
led ,on Rev. E. H, Sewers rof Bruce -
field to open with 'prayer:. 'Mr. T5eil,
McGregor, 'trustee, then read the.
address :and Mr. Edward (Glenn,'trus-!
tee, presented the gifts.
With the Churches—Iloprost—Mr.
'Moore •of London, who preadhed with;
sullh acceptance on 'Sunday 'Mat Willi
•occupy 'the pulpit 'again on 'Sunday,
at both morning and everting 'ser-!
wices. .,
Wesley Church—'La•s't 'Sunday
-morning, 'Rev. J, E. 'Ford preadhed a!
'New "Meares sermon. In 'the (evening!
'Mr, I. A. •Irwin, son of Mr. 'W. "H.1
'Irvin, and student at -Victoria Col -i
lege, took charge of 'the services. Tie!
took his sermon from Jdhn 1:26:;
`And from 'his fullness have 411 -we!
-received:" After the service -was,
held in the•schodlroom, -when a -.num-;
ber "of 'hymns were sung and 'Mr. 'Ro-�
best lldlmes gave a Short 'address.
'St. `.Paul's 'thurth.—Bev..Clarence:
Johnson of Ellrans, Man., is home .on
-a visit 'and occupied the pulpit at' the!
-morning and 'evening services,
WHAT OTHER NEWSPAPERS ARE .SAYING
KEEP ,ASKING, IIIRO. '
I pays to advertise. 'The Signal
put in a bid last week for a little
sunshine, and Share then the -weather
man has given us snore =may 'hours
;than we had had for weeks,
'-Goderich gnat.
BREAKS LEG OF, 'HORSE
Jas. Johnston Loses Animal, Which`
Ie Shot After being Struck by
Dr. Martin's Car
Jas. Johnston, Goderich township
mail driver,' narrowly escaped serious
injuries on Saturday evening when
he was hurled to the ditchas his cut-
ter was struck by a car driven by Dr.
W. W. Martin. The horse's -left front
leg was broken and it had to be shot,
Mr. Johnston suffered severe bruises
and shock, but no bones were broken.
The crash occurred when D.r. Mar-
tin attempted to pass Johnston's cut-
ter as both were driving in to Godes
rich on highway No, 8. Dr. Martin
was confronted by a truck as he was,
about to pass and Johnston's cutter
was struck by the Doctor's car.
The cutter was badly smashed.
—Goderich Signal.
A LOT FOR CENT
A story is told of a Sunday dinner
'the church service all had attended,!
'Father ob$eoted to the sermon, says.
,Ain •exchange, and mother thought it
time they 'hired a new organist.
Daughter was severe on the defects:
of to choir. The son of the house:
list' uneasily to all this; ,criticism.
Finally he put in 'his word: "After
all, dad, I think it was a Art for a
cent." That story should set some of
us. thinking. Often we have come
home from church or Sunday school
in a critical mood, and have a lot to
say. about parts of which we dieap-
prove. After all, howeNer, have we
not received a lot in comparison with
the little we have given.
° —Huntsville Forester;
SCANDALOUS!
There's been scandalous goings on
right on our main street the last few
days, and anytime one caved to look,
could beseen, a ` man with a pair of
arms draped around his neck, and re-
gardless :of the public - gaze this
shocking performance; continued.
However it was only one of nature's
snow -flake sculptures, and the , man
in question, the bareheaded, lonely.
soldier who stands guard on top of
the cenotaph.
In a very realistic manner, the
snow, took the shape of a head snug-
at which the family was criticizing gled against that of the soldier, with sh
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pair of lifelike snow aims entwin-
ed''about his neck.
The snow took other peculiar forms
and draped itself'down over the el-
ectric light reflectors and limited the
area these street lamps usually
brighten, -Listowel Standard,
A LEGITIMATE COMPLAINT
"Why don't you say something in
paper this week about those peo-
ple who live in'a community and
borrow their neighbor's paper," said
an irate subscriber this week when:
in this office to renew his.subscrip-
tion. He' claimed .that he , had a
neighbor who was so anxious to read
the newt when the weekly issue came
out that he sent ever for the paper
before the regular subscriber had
time to look through the pages him-
self. According to the information.
this particular borrower is in a'posi-
tion ' to subscribe himself. This is not
the first time ..that this office has
heard it said that certain people
made a nuisance -of themselves by
this habit of borrowing 'the, neigh-
bor's' paper. It is decidedly. unfair
and discourteous to; say the least.'
-Ex.
HAVE. WE ANY OF THESE IN
GODERICH
It is astonishing that so many peo-
ple who have' no time to do anything
for the welfare of. the community in
general grasp every opportunity' to
accuse • public servants' of being in
office for purposes of, graft or per-
sonal gain. One. has, but' to stop
where a group of men are discussing
public matters in order to learn how
crooked and deceitful the servants of
the people have proven themselves in
handling affairs of municipality or
state. Such critics and fault-finders
show themselves in a bad light, for it
is but natural for an intelligent lis-
tener to reverse the argument and
conclude that graft and greed would
indeed prevail if the said crities were
to hold office. The vision of a cer-
tain class of people is. so obscured by',
selfishness that they fail, to see
where anyone can possibly `'serve his
municipality or country from a de-
sire to` be of some use to his fellow-
men and not for personal fame or
gain. In their narrowness of intellect
they picture everyone as being ' of
the same mental proportions as
themselves with no thought of the
general welfare of the people. Such
a type of citizen is of 'little use to
the community in which he lives. His
mind is centred on self and he has'.
nothing to say that may be utilized'
to advantage by `those who are 'strive�
ing towards a better town in which,
to live. A redeeming feature, how-!
ever, Ties in the fact that such per-!
sons seldom have much influence up-
on listeners. 'The old 'Anise 'Shat;
"actions speak loader than words";
applies forcibly in most cases and, •p
the ublie.spirited 'citizen 'will lis-'
miss such malicious ,criticism, with
a 'bruit; of the "land. In 'any case
take note the next time you 'hear
some 'individual offering a bit of
scathing criticism .of a •public leader;
or servant. 'W'e are Willing to'bet
that he or s'he will -prove' to be a per-
son , ho 'has n'ever''been 'oT any else,
to 'the -community in the past ,•or}
likely 'to 'be in the future.
• iVindffister' 'Press.'
GETTING 'THE 'POINT OF "VIEW
'is rural 'Ontario 'to continue con-
tent to be run 'by 'a few big titles?'It looks wery like 'i , At a 'county!
gathering we find the drity -man given'
the seat of 'honor. The'city ;singer)
is ••creiited with giving forth sweeter'
songs than the'girl or matron who;
lives on the Sideroatls er on the 'back;
concessions. When'a 'head dem of
fidiai 'aiisits •a gathering of clterchi
folk, the country brethren arise as : if
in the presence of some awe -aspiring
Majesty. 'When a simple -minded;
country -nap brings forward a meas-
ure for the welfare of the 'country he
is laughed out of existence by the
high and anighty city man, anal voted
out of usefvi'lness by country votes.'
Folk run 'halter sketter away from,
the. -Mealnmerdhant gasping after:
what they regard as a business bar
gain only to' be left lamenting: Said
a big manufaetu,rer Who was looking'
after "his product. "We find that the
country stores and the small town
dealers give their customers better'
service than we find given in many of
our big city stores. 'They give more
service and less sales talk." The tours.
try ,roan who !has tome up the way
of Sunday School worker and school
trustee and township councillor and
'county warden, to the position of
member ,of parliament is set aside in
the councils of the nations' for the
wind jammer who has succeeded in
catching the `non taste possessing
vote of town'orcity white some gilt -
tering bubble has floated him into
office, It is high time that country
people developed e'praetical sense of
their oivn worth.
• —Exeter Times -Advocate.
PLACE'' ELK IN BRUCE '
Three truckloads of elk let loose
in the Bruce Peninsula, north of Wi-
arton Last week, saw government au-
thorities start a project, somewhat
along the lines of that proposed; a
few years ago`; in County council by,
Ili'. J. W. Colwell, but which was giv-
en scant consideration,
Mr. Colwell was Kinloss Town-
hip'srepresentative- at Walkerton
THIRD FLOOR PLEASE!
By Dudley Heys
Mr. Lane wits :feels :g dazed, He
sat on the chair by the counter and
looked vaguely about him: Twenty
minutes ago he had entered the
Stores with his wife,;and. the vast-
ness, the babel, the warmth, . the
elusive ghost of some perfume had
the effect of an opiate.
In a muffled fashion came to him
the voices of shoppers, the whirr and
clang of a lift, the chant of the lift
girl—
"Third floor, please—ladies' fare:
school outfits, stationery, fa-
cy goods, perfumery."
Mr. Lane rather wished he had
stayed at home. To a man who had
his business in London, he. supposed,
this would be nothing, But to a mid-
dle-aged tutor who seldom ventured
outside Dalehester, it was overpow-
ering.
"What d'you think of this, Henry?"
at that time and he suggested crea-
ting a game preserve for deer and
other beasts of chase by fencing off.
a portion of the county north of
'Warton.
Mr. Colwell's proposal does not
seem to have been taken seriously
by members of the County body.
However government authorities have
recently realized the "merits of stock-
ing the peninsula with. game, and;,
sent through the first contingent last
week, About 12 animals, chiefly year
old does, were in the.shipment, which
carne from the Government preserves
at Pembroke.
Lucknow Sentinel.
NOTHING TO ORRY ABOUT
A report by the Ontatio Liquor
Commission for last month shows
that less liquor was consumed than
during the same month of last year.
That is one reduction in business.
that need not cause worry.
—Wingham Advance -Times.
SEV1.NTEEN'i'H CHILD ARit1VES
IN FAMILY OF MR. AND
MRS. BANACK
It seems to us the quintuplets and
quadruplets have taken up quite e-
nough newspaper a n d magazine
space for the present—but have we
anything better to take their place in
"reader interest"? Well, with the as-
sistance of Mrs. Frank Baneck of
Lake Demay district, perhaps the
"quints" and "quads" can 'be 'made to
take n back seat for 'a bit. •
1VIrs. Banack presented her hus-
band with a'Christmas gift of `a nine -
pound son, who arrived at St. Marys
hospital last night and vdill 'be called
William. We ventureto predict that
formal name will 'be vedgced to
in short order'.. Well, even if
he le a Christmas 'present and weighs
nine pounds, that .'hardly qualifies
him" to put the famous 'bibles men-
tioned into the shade. Ah! but this
is the point—he 'has been 'proceeded
by'Sixteen other''brdthers and sisters
during the past 'twenty-two years, all
healthy young peoiile, with very lit-
tle illness recorded in their ranks.
Mrs. Bannack, born'in Poland, 'has
just observed her forty first birthday.
Her "maiden 'name was 'Mary Ealwa.
713x. Banadkwas born 'in the 'State of
"Washington. They were married at'Round 'Mill 'twenty-three years ago
in August,—Cambrose 'Canadian.
NEW 'ICING'S COTJNSEL
Honor Comes as Birthday Gift'to
7. G. 'Stt{nbury '
Among the'Christmas''honors an-
nounced 'by the AttorneysGeneral of
Ontario on 'Saturday is the appoint-
ment of Mr.'J. G. Stanbury, of town
to the rank of zing's Counsel. In
addition to being a Christmas 'honor
the announcement came on Mr. Stan-
'bury's birthday. Mr. Stanbury bag
been a successful 'lawyer in Exeter
since 1899 when he graduated from
Osgoode Hall, Toronto. 'Born at Bay-
field, 'son of Dr. Richard and Mrs:
Stanbury, he received his education
at Bayfield public school and Clinton
and Jarvis Colleglates, Toronto. Lat-
er at Toronto University he took his
degree in Arts after a double course
in Political ,Economy. and Moderns.
Corning to Exeter as a young man,
Mr. Stanbury early took an active
interest in all municipal, church and
political activities. In 1900 he was
elected ,vice-president of the.South
Huron Reform Association and at
present is president of the Huron
Liberal Association. For a number
of years he acted ea secretary of the
Federal Association and has always
taken an active part in the election
platform campaigns. For eight years
he served on the Board of Education'
and for sixteen years was secretary -
treasurer of the Exeter Horticultural
Society. He is also president of the
Ross -Taylor Co., Limited and of the
Exeter Times. Printing. Co., Limited.
Mr. Stanbury is a member ' of the
Session of Cavett Presbyterian Church
and Superintendent of the Sunday
School. He has not only had a long
experience. as solicitor, but'he has
been successfully engaged as counsel
in many important civil and criminal
cases both in'trial courts and in
Court of Appeal. Our readers will
join in extending hearty congratula-
tions.—Exeter Times -Advocate
LHe blinked, and glanced at
ti,ail-file his Wife' was holding out for
his inspection.
"Very nice, my dear.."
"It's not exactly what I wanted."
He experienced a mild amazement.
A nail -file Was such a little thing,
and she had examined dozens.
"ril have to leave it," said his
wife to the assistant.'
"Yes, moddom."
Mr. Lane blinked again. "Are we
going, my dear?"
"Good gracious,no!" she said,
laughing. "I've lots more things to
buy."
"In here,"
"Yes."
Ma.' Lane drew on a glove and
prepared to follow her. The prospect
of walking along endless vistas of
carpet, past bowers of unrestful, de-
corative' sprays, of being' sucked up
and discharged by difts, gave hien a
reluctant weariness.
His wife took pity on him, and
said: "Stop here if you like. r11
conte . back for you, and then we'll
have some tea." .
"I thank you, my.dear. How long
will you be?"
"Say,' half an hour."
He nodded at her affectionately.
The assistant, having nobody to at-
tend to in this cornier of the depart-
ment, drifted away. Mr. Lane re-
ceded from the world of. amazing bar-
gains, drastic reductions, anti oppres-
sive' central heating. His head nod-
ded.
Upon his peace broke disturbance
in the shape of a slim and pretty
girl, a short -stepping, vital sort of
girl, whose footsteps patteredlute
his consciousness, His eyes opened
dreamily,
Tben he became rigidly awake. She
was walking along by the counter,
and her hand brushed up some ar-
ticle. It was done in a second, covert -
y, with the speed and ease of prac-
tice. She walked on, innocently re-
garding perfumes and powders, lip -
ticks and manicure sets.
This alone would have been enough
o startle Mr, Lane. But he had seen
something else. Over against an
ngle of , the wall hung a longpier
glass. A flicker of movement in it
ad divided his shocked attention. He
aw the reflections of a shopwalker,
dark, immaculate man with pro-
ruding eyes and an unpleasant
ria, whose solid self seemed to be be -
Ind a corner of the department. The
yes in'the mirror was watching the
girl in the mirror.
"Got your" they proclaimed.
Mr. Lane went hot and cold.
Scrupulous as he was, lie had taken
in instinctive dislike for that grin-
ing face. And the girlwas so young,
o yoang.
The reflection in the 'mirror ad-
anced slowly. Its feet moved with
el'ine softness. 'Itsbands rubbed
ogether. 'Mr. Lane thought of a cat
talking 'a manse. A damp tension
ane over 'him.
The solid 'reality turned the cor-
er.
"Gond afternoon,' moddom," said
he shopwalker, "is there anything
urther"?"
The girl was calm.
"I beg your pardon?"
"I said, erioddom, is 'there anything
urther'T»
She looked at him and through
im, and 'began 'to walk away.
"If not;" went on the shopwaiker,
I will give moddom a bill for what
he has taken:"
"What d'you mean'?"
"`Exactly what 'I said, moddom."
"How dare your" Beneath her ,cit.
ess 'was a hint" of fear.
Mr. Lane came forward, His pur-
ose was uncertain,' but '`• a sense of
ivalry urged him.
"Sir," said the girl, her eyes ap-
ealing to him, "this—this person
as accused me of taking something."
111r. Lane moistened his lips and
id: "Dear, dear!".
"I saw her take it," said the shop-
alker, grimly. "There's no mistake
e lose thousands a year in petty
lfering-•—"
"How dare you!"
'What happened next took Mr.
ne's breath away. The girl's right
nd stole, behind her back. The
rring of her slender fingers was
quent. They were praying him to
ke something from her, and he
uld not resist. He slid his hand
der hers, received a flat, cold ob-
8, and stealthily transferred it to
pocket.
The girl's strategy had been clever
ticipation,' for the shopwalker said:
`I saw you pick up something,mod
n. Where is it?" •
`03 all the insufferable accuse-,
ns!" She held out her right hanid-
• left, opened her bag. "What am
upposed to have taken? I should
glad to know."
An inexcusable mistake," said
, Lane, with a boldness that sur
sed himself.
he shopwalker was baulked, but
ged.
I saw her take something. Pin
blind. What it was and where it
row I can't say." He looked hard
Mr. Lane and added: "Soinetimes
y work in pairs."
he girl' laughed scornfully. "I,
the
=SNAPS110T CUIL
DON'T FORGET YOUR PETS ,',.0
Story telling snapshotsof your pets breathe life into your snapshot album:
CAMERA owners who have taken
pictures of their pets always
find, on looking back. over their
snapshot albums, that the pictures
recall events of bygone years which
played an important part in their
happiness, and they are mighty glad
to have them. So, here are a few
ideas for taking such pictures.
If your pet, for instance, has
learned some tricks why not make a
aeries of snaps—a "lay -out" or
"strip" as a series of pictures is of-
ten referred to in the photographic
or art departments of newspapers.
Perhaps your dog has been taught
to sit up, ''roll over" or "speak" be-
fore receiving his daily bread or a
choice morsel of candy, Snaps of
"Snip" doing these t r i c k s a n d
mounted in your album as a "strip"
across the page will add to the in-
terest and variety of your collection.
You can take such pictures with
almost any camera. Of course, if
"Snip" displays considerable speed
when he "rolls over" you will prob-
ably balite to shoot outdoors at a
shutter speed of about 1/100 sec-
ond. Where you set your diaphragm
opening at this shutter speed de-
pends much on your lighting.; The
brighter the day the -more you can
"stop down" to get greater depth of
focus. When in doubt use the larger
diaphragm opening for it is always
better to overexpose a little than
to underexpose.
If the pet is your child's compan-,
ion, be sure to snap an interesting
story -telling picture of the two pals: .
at play. Your five-year-old will prob-
ably not appreciate the value of
such a picture now but in later years.
he will thank you for preserving for
him those happy days of childhood..
Undoubtedly your cat — alley or
otherwise—has his favorite lounging,
spot in the house, or favorite "look-
out" such as that of Mr. J. Thomas
Cat, pictured above. Have you ever
thought of taking such a picture? Be-
lieve it or not, it won quite a sub-
stantial prize in a national snapshot
contest a few years ago.
And don't overlook the canary, the
parrot, love birds, Jimmie's pet rab-
bits and the many other animals and:
birds of. various and sometimes
strange types and breeds adopted he-
those
bythose who favor the unusual.
It's perfectly all right to dress up
the cat or dog in glasses, cap, pipe,
or shove him unceremoniously into
a boot or shoe, if the unfortunate
animal is small enough to be shoved,
but pictures of that type are not
long lived as far as. enduring 10.
terest is concerned. It's the snap-
shot that tells a story or has human
interest' appeal that really breathes
life into an album.
ito JOHN VAN GUILDER.
have never met this gentleman be-
fore in niy Tife. I am grateful there
is one gentleman in the Stores."
"And I," said Mr, Lane, reverting
to hideous nervousness, "have never
meet this lady before. I am waiting
for my wife."
"Yes, sir? Where is she?"
"I couldn't tell you exactly. Some-
iyhere in this establishment"
"Oh, ye -es?"
Mr. Lane had an abominable con-
viction that the cloth of his trousers
pocket had turned into glass. He
dabbed at his forehead with his hand-
kerchief, fingered his tie, and forced
a show of dignity.
"I advise you not to make such
dangerous mistakes in future."
"I've a good mind to report him,"
said the. girl. She bowed and smiled
sweetly ;at Mr. Lane, ignored the
shopwalker's existence, and departed.
The shopwalker watched her go.
There was nothing apologetic about
him. Mr. Lane decided that the
beastliestthings in the world were
dark, protruding eyes. Only a shade
less beastly was the presence of stol-
en property in one's trousers pocket,
"There is a waiting -room, sir, on
the second ' floor," said the shop-
walker at last.
"I thank you. But I arranged to
meet my wife here."
"In that case, sir-" The meaning
was uncomfortably vague.
The shopwalker strolled away, but
not very far away, and Mr. Lane had
the sensation of an erring boy whose
master is only half -turned towards
the blackboard.
He dared not feel for the article
in his pocket. The touch of it had
told him it was a small, metal case
of some kind. It had for him the
"malevolent quality of a bomb. His
agitated thoughts raced. If he got
up to leave the place, he knew he
could not hide a guilty walk. That
might encourage this shopwalker to
make a second attack.; Suppose they
insisted on searching him?"
At the mere idea 'a faintness sap-
ped him. . No, no, he must stay
here. Ile must be calm, casual He
must forget the thing in isis pocket.
Serenely as he had always loved
her, never had Mr. Lane longed so
much . for the sight' of his wife.
The shopwalker moved on, otit of
sight; Mr. Lane breathed almost tear-
ful relief. There was nobody near.
His hand crept into his pocket. Now
was his chance to dump the'curse
back on the counter., He had pulled
it out, and noted it was a gilt pow-
der case, when a brisk voice said:-'
"Are you being attended to, sir?"
Mr. Lane's nerve failed him., Panic
seethed through his.veins. hits hand
dfveii back into his pocket. He taint-
ed
ui t-
ed and saw a. woman shopwalker,
large, efficient, dressed in black, a
woman .with an air, of that notable
class who can - direct "customers.
where to buy anything from an egg
cosy to an elephant, who can deal.
equally well with a fractious child or o
an outbreak of fire in the basement.
"I thank you," he said, shakily, "I
ani waiting for eny wife.''
"There is a waiting -room, sir, on
the second floor."
Was there sarcasm in the way she
said that? . Had that beast of a
shopwalker told her something?
"I arranged to meet her hero."
The efficient woman went -to con-
sult, perhaps, with her suspicious
confrere. Panic screamed at Mr.
Lane to jump up and bolt. But he
was physically incapable of bolting.
Neither could he pluck up courage to
make a second shot at the thing hi
his pocket. He just sagged on to to
•chair, Isis hearing and vision blurred,
until the whirr of the lift suggested
Week ack possibility—they had fetched
a detective.
"Third floor, please -ladies' under-
wear, school outfits, stationery,'fancp
goods, perfumery."He waited for the announcement to •
be followed by a tap on his shoulder•
and the stern proclamation: "Henry
Lane, I arrest you on a: charge...."'
Nothing happened. His minutes.
Passed in an agony of apprehension,
with spurts of crisis each time the
lift whirred and deeded.
"Third floor, please—ladies' under
wear, school outfits, stationery, fan-
cy goods...
"Hello, Henry, tired of waiting ?»
His welcome was a gasp, and she
said; curiously:`_
"What's the matter? You look:
queer."
"The heat,.my dear, I think, Yes,
the heat."
"Viten, come and have some tea.
That will put yon right."
They went up to the tea vomit.
"Toasted buns?" suggested his
wife.
"Yes, my dear, yes, anything for
me.
"You're certainly not looking toa
grand, Henry."
He lowered his voice . "I've had a
terrible experience! :1" daren't tell
you here. We night be overheard.""
His hand, palm downwards, carie out
across the table.."Foi• Heaven's sake!'
take this, and hide it in your hag."Staring„ she took the metal rase•
out of his hand. Then<sh•. I.
"You old silly;' yon v,tlir .
+ieci
me. Where had T 1: °t ,, " =,at
a
i't
,of
counter? Thanks,"she.!c
aware of his stupor.have lost this powrini-
tuntine .for anything."
lits..
First and second ,,,;za, were won
by Canadian bacon ,is +!•. oineti-
tion for bacon peochreed en the Pettish
Empire at the recent 57th annual
dairy show held in London, England.
In addition, a considerable 'ember,
of trade inquiries have been received
from individuals and firms interested
in the other Canadian products dis-
played --chilled poultry, better, eggs..
hams;. milk powder, jelly powder and
then commodities
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