The Seaforth News, 1926-01-28, Page 2Stories About '1 ell -Know People
An Irish Bela;
Antaaget the many goad stories told.
by that Irisliw•omau, Miss Kath-
.
alarm Tamen, one of the best concerns
an old Connemarafarmer, who,upon
awakening suddenly sale night, sawat
the toot of his bed what he took to be
a ghost, •
Rem:tang for his gun, he ln•omptly
diel fereted, the appaTYtion with a but-
let :+ Tohis surprise, the following
morning. he dil5,coTered that he had
made a target of his own shirt.
He was relating his experience to a
friend, who :asked him:
"What did you do when you dis-
coveted :what. it was?"
de iair}teeseriauely:the old chap replied:
"Oh, well, I just thanked my lucky
stars I wasn't inside it"
A New Game.
The well-known authoress, Mies
Elinor Glyn, tells a etery of the ehem-
pian girl swanker. ° •
The young lady im question was en-
gagedd • Inconversation with a man,
'and •w'as doing her level beat to 1'm-
pl•ess iiim with hsr love of: games and
her alleged proficiency in them.
"Do yea golf?" he asked.
"I 'love it," she cried. "I play at
least thirty-six hales a week."
Haw about tennis?"
. "I'woh the women's Championship
in: our club."
So far, so good. But here the man
suddenly switched off on -to lhereture,
!and this was the s'wankers undoing,,
Dir you like Kipling?" lie asked.
' Oh,. arae, indeed., Why, only yester-
day 1,,,.kippied for over an hour," she
ans'we'red without hesitation.
Broke News. Gently.
James :Sanger, the son and eucces5-
or of Lord George Sanger, 'has e. vvon
aortal budget of etorles relating to
the
show -folk amongst when his life has
been speat. •
One that he Is fond of telling con-
cern the proprieto"r cf a travelling
menagerie who had struck a patch- of
bad luck, having la,t' a- number of
valuableanimals.
Therefore, it was with concern writ-
ten large upon his face that ono of
the keepers undertook the task of
breaking the news of yet another
death. He began thus:
"Mr. Smith, you remember that
laughing hyena, in cage ;nine?" • •
"Remember the laughing hyenar
demanded the owner angrily. "What
the deuce are you driving at?"
"Only this, Mr. Smith. Fie ain't gat
nothin' to 'laugh at this meaning!"
Tickled Into Health!
According to Sir Bruce Bruce -Porter,
it is silly to keep windows sisu't to pro-
tect children from draughts. He thinks
Youngster's eve usually overolothed. It
is wrong to stop ell noise, merely be-
cause a child has gone to sleep, for
he says kiddies should be prepared
tor the rough and tumble of later life..
Milk, he 'explains, is a food, not a
drink. It is a perfect medlum for
germs and should only be bought in:
sealed bottles. But he would never
,Iefuse a child a drink of water.
He does not believe in forcing left
handed youngsters to use thein hands'
but it ie a good thing to tickle babies
says Sir Bruce, for it makes them
laugh and .thus breathe in plenty, 01
fresh air.
Patrioti lea.
There Is more than one sort of aver -
fare, and there are battlefields beyond
the gauge of bursting shells and the
enaeli of powder. The zero hour may
be a signal to the courage 1n one's
own heart, awary from any firing line
where' the barrage of artillery is
heard. Many are the Irave soldiers
Who never carried a rifle oa pulled a
lanyard. Some of the great victories
in everyday human contacts manifeac-
been these -of men w"no in civil life and
in everryday'humancort:ets manifest-
ed, the spirit of the -happy warrior,
wanting and working for peace, cour-
ageous to resist a wrong bat most of
all concerned for the constructive aA-
oomplis'hment that hoe its legible re-
• card in the warfare of society.
Patriotism for tho"e outside the
military calling has much more to do.
than to wave a flag and sing a song
anis stand up when the national an-
them is performed. I's duty is great-
er even than to minister to wounded
men or 10 supply the creature COM -
forts to the rank and file .embattled.
Patriotism works as hard for the up -
building of one's country in the days
of peace as for any military victory.
It calls for a union of thought and feel-
ing and !aspired effort in business and
In commerce and for the emphasis of
those v.luee which lay broad and creep
Poimdations for the enduring national
pa+a;perity in etabllized canditiond of
industry. .It pays heed to each day's
work and is not looking for molodra-
mattc chances to win celebrity in some
distant region or some sdreetacular and
unusual event. There are linemen re-
pelling wires in bitter weather, rivet.
els sb trade the girders of tall build-
ings, "sand -hogs", in ate caisson of
bridge foundations, truck drivers haul-
ing loads In the dark home, engineers
In the Iocomotive cabs, firemen ie the
stokeholds, who are batter citizens of
the world and servants of the race,
hence tram* patriote, than eome whose
names are written large iu history as
the world conquerors.
Hit Michael Angelo's Nose.
Michael Angelo Buone.rotd, to give
him "his full name, was not only a good
artist, but he always admitted the
fact.
During Michael's time there was an-
other artist in Florence, Pietro Terri-
gano by name. Pietro was. similar to
Angelo. He had a very geed opinion
of his work. As a matter of fact, he
was pretty near as good a sculptor as
Michael; at any rate he was a better
pugilist.
One day these two artists had a de-
olded'iywarm dispute about their com-
parativeprofiaiency, and Michaelstart
ed semething, as the modern saying
describes the beginning of a fracas.
Pietro finally succeeded• in smashing
a good right Ito Michael's nose, draw-
ing considerable blood and breaking
the; bridge of the nose. This pugilietic
stili' left Michael Angelo with a twist-
ed nose that was in front et him from
that day until his' death.
Pietro went to England,, where he
left. in Westminster Abbey a most
beautiful piece of marble, the tomb of
Henry VII. Then he went to Spain
and cut out a .wonderful marble Vir-
gin.
The customer who had ordered the
statue refused to pay the high prise
demanded, so Pietrosmashed it with
tea hansflier, For 1hia act Pietro was
condemned to be burned at the shake,
but he avoided a public execution by
going on a hunger strike and starving
himself to death, his despise being a
few days before the auto da fe'of 1622,
the pubiic•burning in which he was to
have been roasted.
Thousands of Sculls.
Ten thousand slculle were recently
The Bargain.
The stable door was open wide:
I heard voices, looked Inside.
Slx candle -yellow birds were set
In a cage of silver net,
Shaking wing, preening feather,.
Whistling loudly all together.,
'Two most ancient withered fairies
Bartered .rings against canaries,
Haggled with a courteous cunning
Hinting, boasting, teasing, punning
In a half -remembered tone.
"Too low an offer!" "Times are bad."
"Too low!" By far the best you have
had."
"Raise it."' Then what a song was
"Dicky a pretty fad!
Dicky la a pretty lad!"
But diamonds twinl0ed with light flung
By twelve inpatient golden wings,
The younger merchant took the rings,
Closed his bargain with a sigh,
And sadly wished his flock "Good by."
Good by, good by, in fairy speech
With a sugar -peck for each
Unsuspecting bright canary.
"Fare you well,"•
A sudden airy
Geet of midnight slammed the door.
Out went the lights: I heard no more.
—Robert Graves.
Toes and Evolution.
The horse le one -toed; the cattle
and doer, two -'toed; the pig, four -toed;
and the elephant, five -toed. This con-
dition is explained by the theory of
evolution, declaring that all ungulates'
originally: had live digits to eaoh limb,,
but in some cases one or more has
been lost because they were not of
advantage to the species.
The anoestora of the hones known
by fossil remains exhibit four com-
plete toes, and the most ancient mam-
mals, living several mblliens of years
ago, all had five toes en each limb.
Rudiments of these lost digits are
present in the horse, deer and crow..
The digits are numbered from the in-
side outward, i.e., from the thumb to-
ward the little finger.
The horse walks or: the end of the
third digit, so that the wrist and
ankle, often wrongly called the knee,
are more then a foot above the
ground, while the real knee as .close up
to the body.
y
The Worker.
The old woman's fingers can never be
still;
She picks and she smooths and she
pleats at her gown;
In the little stone house on the side
of the hill
She worked from sun -up tial sun-
down.
She scrubbed and she bakad and site
knitted and sewed,
And fed all the hens and looked af-
ter the cow,
And out on the biiside she harrowed
and hoed,
And led the old 'horse at the plough,,
Wherever she worked was. a glimpse
of ;the sea,
And often she quaked at the voice of
the eborm,
And ,bonged for the summer- and sound
01 the bee
On days that were drowsy and warm.
And now, in the city, she sits by the
fire,
Itestsseiy plucking and pleating her
seams;
Sick for the house and the hillside and
byre,
Her fingers re -dreaming her dreams..
Elizabeth S. Fleming.
Sea -Wings,
An Italian liner is :to be equipped
with seapian•es for passengers in a
hurry to reach the shoreTaking, the
collected and studied in an effort to sea from the sea voyage teems to be
datermiile the wizen of the American the intimate in the way of reducing
Talon. tee discomforts al ocean' travel.
wt. Ste
HAD OCEAN ,LINER ALL TO HIMSELF
The only passenger on an ocean liner and with all its service at his dis-
posal, William Thomas Stewart, 465 Pasluside Drive, Toronto,' who arrived
home recently after dockdng et Boston, stated that never before had he ap-
preelated seamen so mush. 14Is, Steward's. iiatwe comprie'ad, tate whale sail-•
ing list of the Leyland lime Douenian, which left Liverpool Jam est, and has
a000mm.odation for 260 passengers. He bad at his •serwice some twenty
stewards and on him: -was bestowed the attentions of `captain aiid oflloers
generally divided among et least several score. tat .wasn't just the best
trip in the world," the traveler said. ."There were no other passengers to put
is .the time with, but I never became so well acquainted with the workings
on any ship nor with its crew in ail my experience. I was on alio bridge with
the captain and down fa the hold with the ongleerss I think I know some-
thing
o me -thing about every job on the'bont. Bat it has its adyantages, one certainly,
did not lack attention and did not have to wait for service. Mr. ,Stewart
ascribes the light 'traffic :to the very rough weather and to the fact that the
boat was four days late in sailing. He spent some four months' in England
on a business trip. The pltobograph shows Mr. Stewart and his twin daugh-;
tens greeting him on his arrival is Toronto.
1
Morning.coverer of the circulation of the blood,
ddssecteti " Parr's remains, and : he de -
Darkness turns to tinted gray, ,• closed that there w55 no decay of any
Night's dim hordes of phantoms ilY; organ Peer died of Plethora, which
Swirling down 'the eastern way was at that time supne ed to be 'a
' Geld and purple Irish the racy, morbid copcIttlon brought about by
excessive fullness of the blood ver-
Soon each tiny creature Rakes,
Shaking with rte songs the Clew,
And a sudden sunrise breaks
That bejewels earth. anew,
Then I drink the air as wine,
Then I rise above earth's strife,
Morning's ecstasy is mine, '
And the pinnacle et life!
—George Lawrence Andrews in "Suc-
cess."
IN•RF CONFIDENCE'
White+, of all reasons, speaks meet" their liluiisa.ge among the blue, and
definitely,:: to the race-comseleuenese
which goes 'back " into the hast and.
would stretch forward• into the future.
I cannot explain why it should be, but
the naked bonghe, passive Nana de-
melee,
e-isni! s, are more signifloant than the
luxuriance of legvesancl flowers.
It .is their : shape and 'eberaoter, the
,store of potential power which is in-
dicative. They give to winter an aut
tors confidence, enduring ,thi•oughbut
storm and cold.
The day has.been one of mist and
hoar -frost. .This morning the twigs
of the blackthorn hedges were covered
with -a white fur of oryetals( To the
glance of the eye treveiling over them,
they appeared of a milky asure; hut
seen separately, white and black con-
trasted ,in sharp outline. The grasses
too„ bs b1e and crunching under foot,
stood each -clothed in Ito delicate gauze
of ice. L came on my walk to a little
hollow in the rolling uplands. A. path
led steeply down beside a cleared cop -
'pica I passed a thick -set hedge, and
found myself loolring up at the soft
undulation 91 a' naked arable. The
contents Mee delicately aid gently up.
to the white sky of,mist. The field
was of wheat §nubble, yellow Pike •ant-
,ber. The folds and turns'of the cen-
taurs showed here and there, a faintly
darker tint, Upon, one, aide was a
.hazel copse with 'oak trees "'Tbe mul-
titude of twigs was lake and mauve,
and, at athe tips, faded palely into the
pale sky. There was no sunlight, only
a pearly -whiteness, impenebrahle • and
all -enfolding. Theair • was still, un-
enlivened by !Defects. " Up a small;
tongue -shaped declivity, a' spur from'
the wood thrust out into the field, fol-
lowing the sharaoter of the ground.
Some jays screamed among the oak -
trees, and I saw the blue and,'p'bak'of
pink of.,the tw'igr3'. A magpie cane
?Iyishg ovsr, floe y';;lio?v 'stubble through
the •pearly, 5emi-oliaque sky. lt moved'
swiftly) dripping and riding with the
beat cf the wings end gliding a little,
balanced by the long, straight tail. It
lilted in the air, passing over Otho wood
and away, After 'an interval of utter
still -nese another magpie followed. Yt
same out of the wlttteness',of Ilio mist
sweeping down towand' the hollow,
then rising with e startled cry.
As I waited, listening and watching,
I knew well that I stood upon ground
that was essentially my own, and that
I saw the same nights that Ina parents
had seen, and my parents' parents.' I
walked farther toward,,the wood, aol.
a • covey of partridges 111 foil' flight
swept' 011 arched wingsover the field,
and at the same moment a p easent,
with a scream of alarm, passel but a
few feet'ovorlread. The path twisted
a little; it through the copse, over
a stile, over a plsnk bridge, and up a
steep bank across a di-talnetdye w^iklei•-
nose of uncultivated ground. A rule
of summer blossoms, knapw sad, St.
John'e wort and thla:ties with inter
threading ' grasses was yet standing;
but now each spray and leaf flowered
with frost crystals.. It wee a frozen
beauty,,sifatic tender the touch of Win-
ter, different from its, summer grace.
Each halm of grass stood separate,
rigid with, cold.
And, I was glad "and coinforted,; know-
ing that this was Englaesd','Begland at
is beet. . .
The lend will 'endure, and the spirit
of the kind, eternal because ever -re-
curring, ever -self -renew with the sea-
sons, holding within the amplitude of
its beauty not only the lives of our
forebears but the, lives of our cast le
ren'a children.—B. L. Grant IVatsou,
in "Moods' of Earth and -Ski."
A Poem Worth Knowing.
• A Song of Hope.
'Oharies Kingsley was, a parson, a
poet, and a novelist.: As a preacher he
was popular -even -where.. He wrote
lovely sohgs like. "Three Fishers" and
"Sands- o' Dee," and fine stories like
"Westward 'He!''' and '"Hereward the
Wake." '
Who will say the world is dying?
Who will say our pidme is past?
Sparks from Heaven within us lying,
Plash, and will flash till the tart.
Poole! who fancy Christ mistaken --
Man O tool to buy and sell;
Earth a failure, God -forsaken,
Ante -room of Hell.
.sot's,' but now supposed to be on .ac-
count of the abund'anoo of red oor
putsces in the blood.
Henry Jenkins, of Ycikeshtre, Eng-
land, died in 1670 at the authenticated
age of 169 yearts;
James Lawrence, a Soot, lived 140
Mrs. Join Effingham, of Esssiug-
ham, died in -the time of Cromwell
aged 144.
In 1772 'a Dane marred Di'acenberg
died aged 147 years.
Some Real Old People. Joseph
iugtondd inergen,
Norway in vtiyears,
The little Italan town of Vellslaclum '
became famous in the year 76 A.1). r ,
when it was supposed to have some To the West Wind.
remarkable specinene of long longe-
vity.
In that year there were living In the
village six pennons each. 110 years old,
four persons 120 years ofd and two
persons 130 years old. All these vener-
able beings bifid been born in thetown
and had lived there all theft' lives.
In England in 1453 a 111011 named
Matte me thy lyre, oven as the forest
w.,
Be through my lips to unawakened
earth '"
The trumpet of a prophesy! 0" wind,
If whited comes, can spring be far be-
hind?
•
Still the met of hero -spirits
Para the lamp from Hand be handl
Age front' age the words -inherits.: -'
"Wife and Child and Fatherland";
Still the youthful hunter gathers
Fiery joy from„ward a¢nd wood;
He will: dare, as dared his fathena,.
Give him cause as good.
•
While a slave bewails hie fettera;
While au orphan pleads in vain;,
While an infant lisps his letters,
Heir of all Che.ages' gain;
While a lame awaits the ruorrow;•
While a moan from” man is wrung;
Know, by 'every joy: and sorrow,'
That the world is young.
The Driver's, "Crocodile."
Roses of Friendship.
"I never understood the real frag-
rance of frlendaildp•tmtil I WeLped the
making of my mother's rose garden,"
said my new neighbor, wbo had come
from a distant state and felt the' sense
of strangeness. "I'd like • to tell You
about it It:you've, time to listen,
"We lived in a little old-fashioned
Southern town where my father and
mother had both beets born and had
grown to maturity. " "Naturally my
mother knew everyone in the town,
and everyone loved her, since she
loved 'people so much herself and was
a neighbor and friend to everyone
around her. Then came the accident
that crippled her anallcept bar a pa-
tient and cheerful Out in for Lett long
yearns,' During thoso'years sho planted
her rose garden --or rather friends
planted it for her. She had more thapn
sixty varieties" of roses, in Gilawlonder-
ful garden, anal she knew each one of
them byauamq. She did ?•ot inky�fhem
by the names tiie'seedsmen.oi' the
botanists "u§e, however; rhe knew
then by the names of the friends who
had planted the flowers in her friend-
shl'p garden.
"If a stranger moved Into the' town
she slid. not feel that: sire eves prOPeniY
initiated into the life of the con-
mmnity antil She had p'lealed a rose 111
mothers"garden. Often in the spring
mother? vapid look out from her sunny
window to see cons° tuelghbor down on
her knees in the soil digging about her
own. special roes bush. It was a mat-
Eleotrie contacts .placed on the rail
l;way line, which operate a e'Ignal ha thein rbs�;s growing and blooming. If
side the cab. of the engine and warn Grandma Barton's rose bash was not
the driver that She signal is against doing well, mother grieved.over it with
him,, are in use 011 French railways. her, and, together they planned how to
Improve IL. If :some neighbor thought
her bush had not a favorable :spot,
Generosity. father was; always there to move the
ter of prido frith all of thein to keep
They are known as cnico,diles.
—Shelley. "Why don't the Soothes wear rubber fence'or reset some ehrub that was in
—• heels on their” ebees'T" the way of, ire growth. The little gas' -
den grew'to be a .'curse of community
pride and interset, and when smother
passed on in June the neighbors did
not buy netters to lay. on her grave;
they used the rotes that grew in her
own garden of frienttalsIp Other peo-
ple sent oxpenelve flowers from the
florists' seraph but the neighbors knew
what mother wou']d like best, and they
could .wlnsoab fan; y her leaning out 'of
Heaven's gated' to see them gathering
the roses
arfor her, grave fn :her friend-
ship gden.”
I fatbite tease of appreciation in
my eyes when she finished, but it was
somsitow such a fragrant story I Want-
ed o pass it on.—Frarces 1M. Holton.
Possession.
Pair was married at the age of 120 Great secrets are much easier to I dawns.'
and flied aged 162_y Harvey, the die- keep than,little ones. "Because thegive too much
ADAMSON'S ADVENTURES
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,.1 GUESS iii SQPposED
To DO 50Me SILLY
STt7FF AGAIN TO -11Y.' !
HUM -MM -o-1
WELL ILL SIT
DOWN AND DOPE
01./T SOMETHING
To 001
(Cepyrighp 1884, by 'Pte 551
Spring'Fe fee,
They nay I' own the cottage on the
But it ain't so.
The cottage owns me, though,
That's''bow it really is. It ain't my will
Te just keep staying on, year after
year.
I've often thought I'd getaway from
hers
Just 'half way up -guest you ran see
it now—
Faded and brown.
It kind of Snuggles down. •
The tress bend over it,- you notice
how?
Protecting•1ike, :arid whispering so
low
It's quieter thou anything 1,know.
TliE FLORA &F
GASS P
Professo}•' M. L. Fernald, of Hae
seances botany department, has jus
some made obeervatlAne 'which kali
ante that MottinusKal�eih.ditl not live long
enough to see a species: netdo. That
the 'brief period a
of 25;000 yeere which
has elapsed educe the glaciers receded
from New England is, not long -enough
Inc the production of new species Is -
one of the diaductions which he' sug-
gests asp a x'esnilt of his study of the
cordons' flora of the Gaspe Penhssula
Tho Gaspe Peninsula, whose Stack;,,
shtick Mountains, run down into tti
sea on the south shore of the Gal Batt
St. Lawrence, .long puzzled the botan-
ists. Instead of the plants charac-
teristicth
of Northern New Pngland and
Nein Brnhsswick,'it has'a„wbale•series
of 51014cie,• which -no boteat:et has ever
found east of theRockyMountains.•
In addition to `bhe Western i(ora' It
has nearly a hundreds�pecies• 01 its
own plants, related, to the flora of, the
Pacific coast, but defferent"from them
and found nowhere else in the world.
They occur in ihreply ioca;szea ,colon -
les on tete •ta.bie'lande of the Slslokshbclu,
range er on -the sea cliffs of eastern
Gaspe. Iiow sled, they get there?The anstver seems to lie` in tine gra-,
Mhistory of Norbil America: The
greet continental ice' sheet ,which
covered eastern Northern America a
Dew 'Labs of theusands of year ago
missed Camara. The ice stopped, at the
St, Lawrence Gulf; the Labrador ice
esbeet never • made the creasing. in
force; and, when as
egiona te; the south
of it. were under foe Cleave was green.
The rotting rock on tete tablelands tell
the geologists that the denuding, ice •
sheet winch planed. New England 'lett
Gesee alone as' it did •bhe Roc:Weis. end'
•the high Torngat Mountains of North--
Labrador, w'iiere floret abound.' The
plants of the sea cliffs and mountain
summits were u:wtouclred. They bad
some thousands of years„which were •
not granted' their brethren of the At-
Matta
t
Matta States, in which to develop
their peculiar loose ep'eclee. In these
ether regione the, plants were, of
course, wiped out ars, the glaciens
�lireseed. south, end ooai1d migrate back
''toward the Arctic only after the gat-
Merenetted--soave 26,000 years. That,
apparently, is •foss time 'than nature
requires, to evolve really dPetfnct ape•
cies.
My married sures wrote and sent for
And- I slid try—
Site count r t figure why
I never came. Queer, how, a house can
be-- '
Tire hoes they, pay' I. ow_n,Up on'tlie
hill
So little and so stn lebore;ouid so stlil
Zlati}iryrayFrost
Seed Catalogues.
A gardeners, cottage stands on the
edge of the moorland, Net one of
those simpleadequate homes et the
countryside. `they have secrets often
unknown to wealth. A. nvan'e life con-
Metals
onsisteah 'not in 'tits abundant of the
tillage that he poaeess,2lht. The two
chlfilren are;•in Prom 'their bh.'ee-mile
walk from school. They are gathered
round a cl•ea'ndy, elmplet tabIo,• lampltt,
in a smug little room, where is a•bksz-
ing lire and a steaming kettle on the
hob.,
Tile garci'ener is busy with a num-
bee of seed catalogues. With the new
year seed catalogues begin to arrive,
and here he is in early January, dream-
ing and planning for Jame. He has
not the eeelest of tasks on those wild
•enp'osed. . moorlands, There Nature
has to be wrested with, before site.
bees -es•. Many a gtirdeuer corning from
the South to these northern moorlands
retires from the -contest defeated, but
this man ]tad got used to the struggle
and was justifiably proud of the re-
ti
e -
hs won.;
Ifo le something of an expert in
rage growing and in alike cf the ex -
/screed situation grows - some lovely
things. To him the euod catalogues
were true haebtngens of spring whoa
they began to arrive by post. Even
he, 'hew•'evev,: thistle, the pictures in
cra'talogttes mislead'i'ng. Part of the
art of advertieing is not to underesti-
mate posetbllltieo. What gardener le
there who has not more then once
noted with disgust the difference be-
tween the plant in the catalogue and'
at in h garden. I
the Plat 1s g d might be
the same seed, but -It Is obviously not
tire same result.
Still those pictures are part of the
enticingness of the eataiogues. They
paint lovely possibilities. They whet
the e ppeblte, They in•s'pire new hope;
00•co again au order is rout in the
. hope that this' time the actual will alts
proximate mote risisr:y to the Vision in
the ea,talogtto.
How the list growls!' 'In spite of
most stern resolves 1005. to sweet snore
than are strictly neoesa:cry, fortified
bymemories" ofother years, the list
grows. ,And even after pruning the
list, at will probably be twice as long
as it nests to be. Yet who would fore.
bid: a moorland gandener from cirearn-
i'ng andhoping over hie seed cata•
logus, snowbound th'er'e in the lamp-
light. It is one of Ja n'ary's loveliest •
scent. _
Normans Were :Piraten.
The Hor•nian, wha con•qu ed L'ng-
lerDia and, made history 1c'r gO4housemd
years, were the most dangerour,'pir-
ateis' ever known. They ravaged coast
after coast during the five Jhundiect
year's' ending with 1200, and the
strange fact was, that, unlike anyother
pirates, they were absolutely stnch'ecia
ed, by religious awe. So far as known
tho_fear_of the bldseen had no effect
neon theist or their acts.
Bible for the l'•:rdrd.
The whole' o? the Bible has teen..
written in Breathe by Mr. reed, Isim-
self blind., who bas been for fiery yeaTe
proof-reader and steroit, ;sea• is the Na-
ttonal Institute for the Peli¢udt,