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LOUIS ARTHUR CUNNINGHAM
CHAPTER VIU
Meridel smiled. "He had been
drinking some of Jules Goujon's
white wine in the inn—the Coq d'or.
;l meet hint right outside the o.00r in
the narrow street of Grateen and
he said. 'Are you real?' Is this
place real?—and—and we went to
the fair, and after that he walked
up the mountain vk•ith me and then
he said good -by. He did not even
tell me his name—only Michel"
"Like him," nodded ma.lame.
"Well if he was there is hen the
war came : cu may be sure he's
in it. There's Scotch, Trish and
French in him."
"But—but he is really good, ma-
dame? He is not really a scamp?"
"A bit wild," said madame slow-
ly. "But underneath the wildness
and willfulness, I think he is good
and strong. One could never really
know. It's hard to know a man
who can laugh when he is crying
inside or suffer pain with a smile.
And Mike Fabre was like that. Did
you fall in love with him?"
"I always remember him,"
"I know child. So did I. but
I've often wondered if it wouldn't
be better to forget. I'd advise you
to pmt him out of your mind, Roger
is so steady, so reliable, so good."
"Yes—all of that. And you would
think it best for me to forget the
other one?"
"If you can," said madame,
smiling. "I couldn't."
There wasn't much time to think
of Michel in the days that followed.
More children came. little Polish
boys, twin girls from the shambles
of Rotterdam, three more boys,
sons of an aide of Charles de
Gaulle. There was work, plenty
of work for Meridel, for Madame
Mimi, for Rudolph. There were
lessons to be arranged. Madame
from her long years on the stage,
hail the fight of tongues. The chil-
dren loved her. It was a sight, she
often thought, that would liave sent
Michel into shouts of laughter when
she stood on the lawn with all the
little ones about her, speaking to
some in Trench, to others in Dutch,
to others in English. In the eve-
nings she and Meridel sang for
them and led them in their native
enngs.
In October they received word
from Roger. He was flying some-
where in the Middle East. "J pray
that I may be home so non -"will
you please all r. ay too. I have
loo cd everywie e for M;'ce, but
tcver a sign .of hila can ' find."
The day after that letter came,
Madame was sitting of the ter-
race with Meridel .,nd !• a dolph
when Res ane and Fol Martin came
to the. Rosine was crying; Poi
Martin's face was very long. He
drew Rosine by the hand until '
they stooe, n f:r:nt of madame.
'I he little girl hung her head and
her shoe' 'crs : Iii•• 'k with her weep
• ing.
"You must speak, Rosine," said
Pol Martin.
"I—I cannot—"
"Now what is this hein?" Ma-
dames bony fingers were crooked
on the silver knob of her stick.
"What has happened to you, Ro-
sine?"
"1 smashed the pictture." The
words were mumbled against the
frill of her dress, but presently she
lifted her chin and looked with near
defiance in her tear -reddened eyes
at madame, "I threw it on the
floor and ground my heel in his
face. I did! 1 did! And I am
not sorry."
°'I told her not to do that," said
Pol Martin. "I .ried t( make her
see that it is not your fault, Ma -
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dame Laurin, that he—"
"In the name of the good Godl"
Madame hammered t':e ferrule of
her stick on the tiles. "What then
is this! Have you gone mad, you
children? Speak now. Whose
picture have you smashed, Rosine?"
"His. The one who killed Bon-
homme Fricot."
Madame rubbed her eyes. Meri-
del stood up to take the children
away, but madame gestured
brusquely and, princess or no prin-
cess, Meridel obeyed her. But she
looked with puzzled, eyes from Ma-
dame to Rudi, who kept staring at
the grass, his fingers intertwined
before him
"Where was this picture?" asked
madame softly—far more softly
than any of them had ever heard
her spe :k before.
"In your room, madame," said
Pol Martin. "It is the one in the
bright silver frame. Gesner said
it was of your nephew and that his
name was Michel Fabre, and that
he is Roger's brother. The can-
not be, madame. Say it is not so."
Madame looked at them with the
eyes of an ancient eagle. Her fin-
gers moved no longer on. the knob
of her stick. She licked her lips
slowly.
"You mean, you little ones, that
you think—I cannot say it. What
is it again you think?"
"We know," said Rosine. "He is
the one. When we saw him he -
wore the German uniform and
there were ribbons on his tunic and
he. had shot Bonhonme Fricot, but
he is the same man. \'4'e would
sorry,
speak;
know him anywhere, I am
madame. I meant never to
but I—I could not help it."
"When did you first begin to
think this—this crazy thing?" Ma-
dame's Voice was flat now, lifeless,
and she looked old and tired as she
leaned back against the cushions.
"It was the day you couldn't seem
to eat, Rosine?"
"That was the day, madame."
"Yes, T- had put the picture on
the dresser, I recall. So that was
it! But—you are mistaken, chil-
dren. Th.ats the picture of my
nephew, of Roger's brother. He.
could not be—"
She stopped, closed her eyes as if
the sun were too much for her. Was
this madness, phantasy, child's non-
sense? Or was there some dread
kernel of dimsal truth in the whole
bizarre business? Children -were
sometimes mistaken. but not often.
(To Be Continued)
Table Talks
...And Feast
Upon Strawberries
and vanilla, beating well. Mix and
sift dry ingredients and add al-
ternately with the milk. Pour
batter into two eight -inch layer
cake pans whichhave been lightly
greased and floured. and bake in a
moderately hot oven. 375 F, for
35 to 40 minutes. When cool
spread filling (recipe below) be-
tween layers. Dust top with pow-
dered sugar,
Strawberry Filling:
• cup si gar
'/4 cup flour
3 teaspoon salt
• cup cold milk
1% cups hot milk
1 egg
• teaspoon vanilla
OR 34 teaspoon lemon
OR almond extract
1 cup sliced strawberries
Mix sugar, flour and salt and
blendwith cold milk. Gradually
stir in the hot milk and cook in
double boiler about 15 minutes,
stirring constantly. Beat egg, corn-
- bine with a little of the hot mix-
ture and add to remaining mix-
ture in double boiler. Cool:, stirring
for 3 minutes. Remove from heat,
add flavouring and cool. Fold in
fruit. Six to eight servings.
Rhubarb and Strawberry Jam
4 cups rhubarb
4 cups strawberries
3 cups sugar t
Wash rhubarb and cut in half-
inch pieces; wash and hull straw-
berries. Cook together for 20
minutes. Add sugar, Cook 15
minutes or until thick and clear.
Pour into hot sterilized jars, cool
and seal. Yield about 2 pints.
The sugar shortage need not
prevent our making the most of
strawberries though for, it fully
ripe, they require a minimum of
sweetening and most strawberry
desserts fall into the sugar -saving
class. " For maximum sweetneses
with the least sugar the home
e' onontists. of the Dominion De-
partment of A,;ci:ulture suggest
adding a• little sugai half an hour
before serving. 'These tactics bring
c-ut all the natural sweetness of the
fruit.
Strawberry desserts are also
vitamin desserts, for the Nutrition
Division reports a full day's quota
of vitamir C in ten good-sized
beat •es
Summer Pudding
An easily made dessert is a
Canadian version of the popular
British "Sunnmer Padding" Line
a mould with 1,4 inch slices of
lightly buttered bread. Fill the
centre with alternate layers of
crushed sweetened strawberries
and slices of buttered bread, end-
ing with bread. Cover with a
weighted plate and chill two hours
or longed. . Un mold and serve
with table crcam, additional ber-
ries or custard sauce. Try this
dessert later on with a combination
of ras•pherrics and red currants and
with blueberries.
Strawberry Boston Pie
cup mild -flavoured fat
cep sugar
egg
teaspoon vanilla
teaspoon salt
cups sifted pastry flour
11,1 cups sifted all-purpose
flour
2; teaspnnns baking powder
is cup milk
Cream fat, add sugar and cream
well together, add well beaten egg
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Appliqued boat and chicks. : i
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pattern pieces for sizes 1, 2, 3, and 4.
Send twenty cents in coins
(stamps cannot be accepted)' for
this pattern to Wilson Needlecraft
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West, Toronto. Print plainly pat-
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CHRONICLES
a1 MUER FARM
These days , we are waiting—just
as so many others are waiting—
for the return of our son from
overseas. One letter last week
said he was still in Germany; the
next that he was in Holland and
expecting to leave for England the
following day, We listen to the
radio and' we hear—"three boats
of returning men expected to dock
next week—'lee on Wednesday,
one Friday and the "Lady Nel-
son" on Saturday," We wonder
will it be Wednesday—or Fri-
day—or • is he still on English
shores? Naturally we would be
glad to have our son home at any
time but more especially now when
Inshelpis so urgently needed as
Partner is by no means well and
t(' tarry on \eithorrt some one to
share the responsibility is prac-
ti' ally impossible. \Vhat a wonder-
ful thing is good health—especial-
ly when one hasn't got it!
It looks as if there might be
plenty of field work before long.
The hay is just about ready to
cut—and it looks like a good crop.
The wheat is well nut in head—
but oh dear, what a shock we got
last week. I was on my way for
the mail and in passing I looked
over at the wheat—and T never
saw so much smut in my life. As
soon as I got home I said to
Partner "Did we treat that wheat
last fall?"
"Sarre we treated it," he ans-
wered. "Why, what's the trouble?"
(He hadn't seen what I had seen.)
I told him, and later we looked
at other wheat crops in the district
and sure enough every one of
• them was well sprinkled with
WHAT SCIENCE
IS DOM
Artificial r..cial Gale
There never was such a wind on
land or sea as that which will
blow at the beck of scientists in
Britain in the not -far -distant fu-
ture, says The Vancouver Prov-
ince.
A wnd tunnel is being construc-
ted in Bedfordshire by the British
air research to test and develop
super -fast aircraft of the imme-
diate future. The Ministry of Air-
craft has stated in the House of
Commons that lci:tain.. is. "on the
verge" of designing aircraft which
will attain 700 miles per hour —
faster than the speed of sound.
Toevolve a plane capable of
withstanding -;stresses and friction,
implied in such a velocity several
tnnhels-are to be built in which
air can be expeped with the force
of '40,000 horsepower. Another
tunnel, 25 times as powerful as any
in existence today, will be capable
of a blow equal to 100,000 horse
power.
The Bedfordshire air 1 esea sch
station will be the largest ,n the
world. Its electrical . plant, e'cln-
sively serving the station, will be
• as powerful as any now serving
the light and power requirements
of a city of a million inhabitants.
By
Gwendoline P. Clarke
✓ * * • x
smut. However Partner thinks a
lot of it will wash off—and I must
admit it doesn't look nearly as
bad now as it did r. week ago.
Some of the spring crop appears
to be surprisingly good—that is
the oats. Barley has all" unhealthy
tinge of yellow through excessive
moisture and cold weather,
* * :5
I suppose the problem with
most women these days is shop-
ping, I know it is mine. But ev-
ery time 1 get a bit bothered I
think how little we have to com-
plain about and how gladly we
should suffer a few shortages in
order to help those who have suf-
fered so much. After all, we can
still get all the milk, eggs, vege-
tables and bread that we need.
And given an abundance of these
things we cannot legitimately com-
plain. Possibly our most serious
problem is .not in the threatened
shortage of supplies but in how
we face it. For instance we have
become so accustomed to a plen-
titude of potatoes that we hardly
know how to keep house without
them. And yet they are not really
essential --.just more of a habit
than anything else. We can get
along quite well without there al-
though I must admit they are
good "fillers" and 1 could do
with a bag in the cellar very nice-
ly. My worst worry is sugar—but
if the fruit is going to be scarce
ten pounds of canning sugar will
be plenty,
* * *
My hopes are beginning to
soar! Out in the lane at this very
minute the hydro men are putting
cross -arms on the poles. And
there is a transformer in the truck
just for us. We were told they
would probably have the Hower
of by the end of June—but we
were beginning to have our doubts
as after raising the poles the men
simply -anished and this is the
first we have seen of them for
three weeks. Add they are just
as likely to disappear again for an-
other three weeks. But here's hop-
ing they don't. So near and yet so
far! Here is the house all wired;
there are the poles in the„ lane
and on the road. There is the
transformer but click the switches
in the house and still nothing hap -
gens. These. fixtures overhead .
that two-way switch . . those
plugs in the wall ... they are all
just promises. But Those lamp
chimneys that need cleaning . . .
that stove that needs filling . . .
those irons that need heating—
they are realities.
And that back -breaking, hand -
power washing machine—Ill say
that's a reality!
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Folks At Home
Should Calm Down
The London edition of the Ma-
ple Leaf, Canadian forces news-
paper, in an editorial asked the
folks at home to calm down, say-
ing "it takes a lot of work to move
an army and may be a little while
yet before Johnny comes march-
ing home,"
It is only natural that families
should be excited and do a lot,
maybe too much, of wishful think-
ing. The headlines of the moment•
perhaps wiped out thoughts of fur-
ther operational commitments, the
Pacific war, long service personna4
and the trouble of getting shipping
space.
"The boys know everything is
being done to get them home as
soon as possible and in order of
their right to get home by virtue
of service. Anxious folks in Cana-
da read big figures and start hop-
ing... If they will just be a mite
patient and realize the gigantic ad-
ministrative details necessary to
move the gang back it will be
easier for all."
The purity of sand has a great
influence upon the quality of glass
made from it.
VACATION NEAR HOME
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for men in aerniform.
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