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once Specialist, 15 Down h $'t.,..Stat-
lord, Ont. 3202-25
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Phone No, 91
JOHN J. HUGGARD
Barrister, Solicitor,
-Notary Public, Etc.
Beattie Block - Seaforth, Ont.
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It. S. HAYS
Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer
and. Notary Public. Solicitor, for the
Dominion; Bank. Office in rear of the
Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to
loan.
BEST & BEST
Barristers, Solicitors, Con"veyan-
ears and Notaries Public, Etc. Offide
In the Edge Building, opposite The
Expositor Office.
NEW PIAT
By EDGAR. WALLACE
VETERINARY
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JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin-
ary College. All diseases of domestic
animals treated. Calls promptly at-
tended to and charges moderate. Vet-
erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office
and residence on Goderich Street, one
door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea -
forth.
A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S.
Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of Toronto. All
diseases of .domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
Charges reasonable. Day or night
calls promptly attended to. Office on
Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town
.Ball. Phone 116.
MEDICAL
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DR. F. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant brew York Ophthal-
mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos-
�uitals, London, Eng. At Commercial
Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m.
all Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
DR. W. C. SPROAT
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine,
University of Western Ontario, Lon-
don. 'Member of College of Physic-
ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office
In Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St.,
Seaforth. Phone 90.
DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL
Honor graduate of Faculty of
Medicine and Master of Science, Uni-
versity of Western Ontario, London.
Member of College of Physicians and
Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors
east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall,
Ontario. 3004-tf
DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY
Bayfield
Graduate Dublin University, Ire-
land: Late Extern Assitant Master
Rotunda Hospital for Womefn and
Children, Dublin. Office at residence
lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons.
Hours, 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.;
Sundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26
DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence Goderich Street,
east of the United Church, Sea -
forth. Phone 46. Coroner for the
County of Huron. .
Dr. C. MACKAY
C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin-
t� University, and gold medalist of
Tr ty Medical College; member of
the College ' of Physicians and Sur-
geons of Ontario.
DR. H. 'HUGH ROSS
Graduate of University of Toronto
Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians and Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate courses in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ;
Royal Ophthalmic Hospital, London,
England; University Hospital, Lon-
don, England. Office -Back of Do-
minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night calls answered from residence,
Victoria Street, Seaforth.
DR. J: A. MUNN
Successor to Dr. R. R. Ross
Graduate of Northvtrestern Univers-
ity Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal
College Sf Dental Surgeons, Toronto.
Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St.,
Seaforth. Phone 151.
DR. F. J. BECHELY
Graduate Royal College of Dental
Surgeons, Toronto. Of ee over W. R.
Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea -
forth. Phones: Office, 185 W; resi-
dence, 185J.
CONSULTING ENGINEER
S. W. Archibald, B.A.Sc., (Tor.),
O.L.S., Registered Professional En-
gineer and Land Surveyor. Associate
'em'ber Engineering Institute of Can-
ada. Office, Seaforth, Ontario.
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AUCTIONEERS
THOMAS BROWN
Licensed auctioneer for the counties
of Huron and Perth. Correspondence
arrangements for sale dates can be
made by calling The Expositor Office,
Seaforth. Charges moderate, a n d
satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 302.
(Continued from last week)
The cab dashed through the, police
line into the Avenue, crowded now
with half-dressed inhabitants, and
brightly lit 'by the flames that mount-
ed above the doomed 'house. The roof
fell in as he sprang from the cab; a
column of sparks leapt into the dark
sky, at d Carver could only stand
speechless and sorrowful beyond ex-
pression.
Then it was that somebody tapped
his elbow, and looking round he saw
e nest: in a soaked and 'bedraggled
dressing -grown. At first he did me
recognize him, .for the little man's
face v'as 'blackened and scorched, his
eyes were red' and wild.
"My father was a fireman," said
Mr. Stott solemnly. "We' Stotts are
a hidden ibit'n race. Heroes all of
us!"
Carver looked at the man aghast.
Mr. Stott warvery drunk!
OSCAR KLOPP
Honor Graduate Carey Jones' Na-
tional School of Auctioneering, , Chi-
cago. Special course taken in Pure
Bred Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer-
chandise and Farm Sales. Rates in
keeping with prevailing . market. , Sat-
isfaction assured. Write . or wire,
Oscar Klopp, Zurich, •Ont, Phone:,
18-98. 2866-25
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R. T. 'Mont
Licensed auctioneer fora 'Count'
of Enron, IShces attended it'. 111- 411
parts'of the eannty. Sev'eit nate att.
parlance in Matliiteba and 5lcateliei
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XXXV
Eline Simpson, with a large hand-
kerchief tied round her face, turned
on her bed and groaned. It was un-
fortunate for all concerned that
Eline's bedroom was immediately a-
bove that occupied by Mr. John Stott
and his wife, although Eline's groans
had no serious effect upon that lady.
Mr. Stott had reached the stage
where he waited with agonized ex-
pectancy for the next boom of an-
guish; when it did not come he was
frantic, when it finally shivered the
walls of his room he was maddened.
Rine was an irregular groaner.
"Eline goes to -morrow!" he roared,
and even Mrs. 'Stott heard him.
"She's had her tooth out," said Mrs.
Stott sleepily.
"-Go upstairs and tell that girl to
get up and walk about . no,
no, not to walk about, to sit still."
"M'm," said Mrs. Stott, and sighed
happily.
Mr. Stott glared at her and then
carne another groan from above. He
got out 'of 'bed and' into his dressing -
gown -it was really a kimono -and
trotted up the stairs.
"Eline!" he called, in a hushed in-
tense voice, suitable to the hour and
the- occasion.
"Yes, sir," pathetically.
"What the h. - why are you
making such a . . . such a hulla-
baloo?"
"Oh . . my . tooth
does ache, sir!" she wailed
jerkily.
"Nonsense!" said Mr. Stott; "how
can it ache when • it is at the dent-
ist's? Don't 'be a baby. Get up and
take something . . . come down-
stairs . . . dress yourself decent•
ly," he warned her.
'He went down into the dining -room
and from a secret cupboard produced
a 'bottle 'with a boastful label. Into
a tumbler 'he splashed a very gener-
ous portion.
Eline came in a flannel dressing -
gown and skirt. She looked scarcely
human.
"Drink this," commanded Mr. Stott.
Eline took the glass timidly and ex-
amined it. "I could never drink that,
sir," she said, awe-stricken.
"Drink it!" commanded Mr. Stott
fiercely: "it is nothing."
To prove that it was nothing he
poured himself out an even more im-
pressive quantity and tossed it down.
In ietaliation, the whisky almost tos-
sed down Mr. Sibott. At any rate, he
streetered under the shock. Fortun-
ately for his reputation as a hard
and easy drinker Eline was oblivious
to everything except a sense. of com-
plete suffocation, accompanied by a
feeling that she had swallowed a
large ladleful 'of molten lead. So she
did not see Mr. Stott gasping like .a
fish and clutching his throat.
"Oh, sir . what was it?"
she found voice to ask.
"Whisky," said Mr. Stott, in a
strangled voice, "neat whisky! It is
nothing?'-
Eline had never drunk neat whisky
before. It seemed to her, as whisky,
distinctly untidy. It had 'sharp edges.
She could only look upon her em-
ployer with a new-born respect.
"It is nothing," said Mr. Stott a-
gain. Now that it was all over it
seemed, at any rate, easy. He was
an abstemious man, and in truth had
never tasted whisky in its undiluted
state. 'Bravado had made him do it,
but now that it was done he had no
regrets.
"How's your tooth?"
"Fine, sir," -said Eline gratefully.
She experienced a wonderful sense of
exhilaration. So did Me. Stott.
"Sit down, Eline." He pointed
grandly to a chair.
Elise smiled foolishly, and sat.
"I have always been a very heavy
drinker," said Mr. Stott 'gravely. "My
father was before me. I am what is
known 'as a three -bottle man."
He wondered at himself as he
spoke. His maligned parent had been
a Baptist minister.
"Goodness!" said Eline impressed;
"and there are only two bottles on
the sideboard!"
Mr. Stott looked.
"There is only one, Elise," he said
severely, 'and looked again. "Yes,
perhaps you're right, He closed first
one eye and then the other. "Only
one," he said.
"Two," murmured Eline defiantly.
"We 'Stotts have always been devil-
may-care fellows," said Mr. Stott
moodily. "Into one scrape and out
'of another. Hard -drinking, hard -rid-
ing, hard -living men, the salt of the
•
earth, Eline."
"There ere three bottles!" said
Eline,. in Wonderment.
"My father fought Kid 1MeGinty for
tw+eilt ...64e rounds'." Mr, 'Stott shook
his head., "And heat him, to e .
to . . a jelly.Hard fighters ev-
en," etie of ua,.. '8y heaven'," •he said,
his pugilistic mood reviving certain
memories, "if I had laid my hands
on that •scoun' -el . . . !"
He frowned heavily, rose and walk-
ed with long strides into the hall.
Eline, scenting action, followed. Her
strides were not so long, but longer
than she expected. 'Mr. Stott was
standing on the doorstep, his hands
on his hip, his legs apart, 'and he was
looking disparagingly at Mayfield. -
"Come any more of your tricks -
and look out!" he challenged. "You'll
find a Stott--"
Eline clutched his arm frenziedly.
"Oh, sir . 4 . there's somebody
there!"
Undoubtedly there was somebody
there: a light was showing in the
front room -u red and uncertain
light. And then a door closed loud-
ly. "Somebody :there . ?"
Mr. Stott strode down the steps
furiously. Even when he strode down
a step that wasn't there, he did not
lose his poise.
"Somebody there . . . ?"
He remembered a mistily that the
gardener "had a lazy habit of leaving
his spade 'beneath the trimhned'hedge
that marked the boundaries of his
property.
"You'll catch your death of cold,
dear," wailed Eline outrageously.
But Mr. Stott neither observed the
uncalled-for endearment, nor the rain
that soaked him, nor the wind that
flapped his dressing gown loose. He
groped for the spade and found it,
just as a car came smashing through
the frail gate of Mayfield.
"Hi, you, sir," shouted Mr. Stott.
fiercely, "what in hell do you mean,
sir?"
He stood in the centre of the road,
bsandishin'g his spade the mudguard
of the car just missed him.
Mr. 'Stott turned and stared after.
"Disgusting . . no lights!" he
said.
But there were lights in Mayfield,
white and red and yellow lights, that
flickered up in long caressing tongues.
"Fire!" said Mr. Stott thickly.
'He staggered up to the door of
Mayfield and brought his spade down
upon the narrow glass panel with a
crash. Putting in his hand he found
the 'knob of the door and fell into
the passage.
"Fire!" boomed Mr, Stott.
He had an idea that something
ought to be clone . . . a feeling
that somebody should be rescued. The
dining -room was blazing at the win-
dow end, and by the light he saw an
open door. Below was 'a glow of
steady illumination.
"Anybody there?" shouted Mr.
Stott.
And then a shiver ran down his
spine, for a distant voice called:
"Here!"
"Fire!" yelled Mr. Stott and stumb-
led down the steps. , The voice came
from a door.
"Wait . I'll kick out the
key... . .
There was a sound of metallic
scraping and something hit the brick-
work at his feet.
Mr. Stott frowned at it. A key.
"Open the door," said the voice ur-
gently.
Mr. Stott 'stooped and picked it up,
made three shots at the keyhole, and
at last got it.
A man, doubled up as if in pain,
shuffled out.
"Unfasten the strap," he comman
ed.
"There's a fire," said Mr. Stott im-
pressively.
"So I observe . . quick."
Stott unbuckled the strap and the
man stood up.
"Get those papers . . . on the
table," said the strange man. "I
can't touch them, I'm handcuffed be-
hind."
The rescuer obeyed.
The passage was thick with smoke,
and suddenly all the lights went out.
"Now run?" hissed Tab, and Mr.
Stott, still gripping his spade, groped
forward. At the foot of the steps he
paused. The heat was fierce, the
flames were curling down over the
tap step.
'Whack the floor . . . the car-
pet with your spade 'and run . . .
don't worry about me!"
Mr. Stott made a wild rush up the
stairs, 'striking more wildly at the
floor. The smoke blinded him: he
was scorched, he felt his few locks
shrivel in. the heat.
And then Tab Holland behind push-
ed him with his shoulder, and it seem-
ed to Mr. Stott that he was being
thrown into the fiery furnace. He ut-
tered one yell andleapt. In a frac-
tion of a second he was in the passage
gasping and alive.
"Outside !"
Tab thrust his shdulder again at
the dazed mate, and Mr. Stott walked
out into the rain just as the first fire
engine came clanging into the street.
"There is a fire," said Mr. Stott,
with satisfaction. "Come and have
a drink."
Tab wanted something ,rnore than
a drink. He saw a running police' -
man, and hailed him.
"Officer . can you unlock
these handcuffs. I'm Holland of The
Megaphone. Good' business!"
A turn of a key and he was free.
He stretched his aching arms.
"Com'n have 'a drink," urged Mr.
Stott, and Tab thought that the s'u'g-
gestion was not altogether foolish.
They came to Mr. Stott's dining-
rdom, to find Elise singing in a high
falsetto ivoiee, a voice which had a-
roused even Mrs. Stott, for that good
lady, in deshabille, was regarding the
Musical Eline with Wonder and shame
when they arrived.
The good lady staggered at the ap-
pearance of her. husband. Tab seemed
a 'less notable phenomenoneves the
vocal Eline faded from the picture.
"What is the meaning of this?" she
asked tearfully.
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orpt *h J a en '*aur
IliPiI a_7•
Tie 410x+ -W iX er fiendishly, aria
poaatl to the%zgA'•
• "Abut nee g1,'' (i;p• to bed! You're.
fired`., -you're fib aaoqu' fire ba mghtl:"
HA as ee overeerae', by his witticism
that he relapsed,. into., what we:1 freed
to be . continuous' laugh. ter. The clang
'of another en ane :*crested his mer,
riment, and The stalked out of the
house.
"I don't thinkA'Ix' 'Stott is quite
well," said Mrs.. ;'Stp'tt in a tremulous
voice. "I ---be quiet, Eline! Singing
sacred songs at this hour of t h e
morning!"
And then came Mr. Stott in a
hurry, and behind him, Carver.
"Thank Cod, my boy . . . • 1
never expected . I"
.Carver'found a difficulty in speak-
ing. -
"I rescued 'in," said 'Mr. Stott loud-
ly.
His face was black, what of his
dressing -gown was not singed was
sodden. He flourished the spade.
"I rescued 'm," said Mr. Stott, with
dignity. "We Stotts come of a hard
bit'n race. My father was a fireman
-he rescued thousan's from 'burn -
in, "
Here he was getting near to the
truth, for, as has been before remark,
ed, Mr. Stott's father was a Baptist
minister.
XX XVI
"We must warn Miss Ardfern at
once. I have been on the telephone
with her this evening. I was inquir-
t.ng about you, and the chances are
that I so thoroughly alarmed her that
she is awake. I only hope to God she
is!" said Carver.
But whilst it was easy earlier in
the evening t9 get into touch with
Hertford 906; it was now impossible.
The' Hertford operator, after the sec-
ond attempt, signalled through that
there was an' interruption.
Carver came back to Mr. Stott's
dining -room with a grave face. They
could speak without interruption, be-
cause Mrs. 'Stott and the errant Eline
had disappeared. Mr. Stott, his hands
clasped across his stomach, was fast
asleep in a chair, a touch of a smile
on his lips. Probably he was dream-
ing of his heroic and hard !bit'n an-
cestors.
"Tab," said Carver, "you know
Stone Cottage'? Have you any recol-
lection of the telephone arrangements.
Is it a dead-end connection or is it
connected from the road?"
"I think it is from the road," said
Tab: "The wire runs by the house
and the connection crosses the gar-
den. 'I remember, because Ursula
said how unsightly it 'was."
Carver nodded.
"Then he's there," he said, "and
the wire has been cut. I'll get the
neat police station and see what
we -can do," he said. "In the mean-
time we will find somebody with a
car; make a few quick inquiries,
Tab."
Tab's inquiries were particularly
fortunate. In the very next house
was a young man whose joy in life
it was to exceed all 'speed limits on a
sporting Spans, and he accepted the
commission which would enable him
to 'break the laws with the approval
'of the police, with alacrity and en-
thusiasm.
When Tab returned the Inspector
was waiting at the garden gate.
"Is that the car?" he said. "Our
friend knows the way?"
"I could find it •blindfold," said the
amateur chauffeur. . ".
It was a wild ride. Even Tab, who
treated all speed regulations with
scorn, admitted that the driver erred
on the 'side of recklessness.
They spun through driving rain
that stung and smarted' like needles,
that fell so fast that the two power-
ful lamps created fantastic nebulae
and halos in the darkness ahead. They
skidded round greasy corners, thun-
dered along narrow roads
Tab could have sworn he glimp-
sed a black car drawn up under a
he.ge . . . they passed 'before he
could 'be sure.
The :garden gate was open when
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Tab leapt out from his precarious
seat. As he came through the gate
a dangling wire struck him across
the face.
There was no need to look for evi-
dence of a visitor . . , the door
was open wide.
His heart was beating thunderous-
ly as he stood in the quiet hall, where
the •only 'sound that came to him, was
the sober ticking of a clock. He struck
a match and lit one of the candles
that he knew Ursula kept ready on a
side table. By its faint light he saw
that a chair in the hall had been ov-
erturned and lay on the carpet which
had been dragged up as though in a
struggle. He held on to the wall for
support.
"I'll go alone," he whispered hoarse-
ly,' and went up the stairs slowly.
Every movement required an effort.
On the landing above a dim night•
light burnt. It was 'a broad landing,
carpeted with a square blue carpet,
and there were two easy -chairs and
a small table -nest. Ursula had told
him she sometimes read there, for
there was a -skylight overhead which
could be opened on hot days. Here,
again, the carpet was in disorder and
on the blue settee-.
iHe bit his lip to stop the cry that
came.
Blood! A great patch near one end.
He torched it frightfully, and looked
at the tips of his fingers. Blood!
His knees gave way under him, and
he sat down for a second, then with
a tremendous effort rose again and
went to the door of Ursula's room
and turned the knob.
Shading the candle with his hands
he walked into the room. A figure
was lying on the bed: the 'brown hair
lay fan-like across the pillow, the
face was turned away from him, and
then . . . His heart stood still.
"Who is that?" said a sleepy voice.
"Ursula turned on her elbow, shad-
ing her eyes from the light of the
candle.
"Ursula!" he breathed.
"Why -it is Tab!"
He caught a glitter of steel as she
thrust something back under the pil-
low that she had half withdrawn.
"Tab!" She sat up in bed. "Why,
Tab, what is wrong?"
The candlestick was shaking in his
hand, and he put it down on the
table.
"What is wrong, dear?" she ask-
ed.
He could not answer; falling to his
knees by the bedside he trembled his
relief into the crook of his arm,
XXXVII
Rex Lander was smiling as he drove
through the rain, for it seemed to
him that a great trouble had passed
from his mind. The solution of all
his difficulties had appeared miracu-
lously. 'He did ,not hurry, the end
was sure now, and the woman who
had completely occupied his mind for
four years, whose portraits by the
hundred he had secretly treasured,
whose face he had watched, to whose
voice he had listened night after
night, until she had become an obses•
sign that excluded all other thoughts
and fancies, was his!
He had hated his sometime friend
since the day Tab had made a mock
of his adoration. He had loathed him
when the incredible fact had been
proved beyond doubting that Tab had
stolen into the girl's heart, and had
won her in his absence.
He never doubted that with his
great wealth Ursula Ardfern was his
wife for the asking. 'He had planned
his life on this supposition. Wealth!
The possession of great power, the
ability to bestow upon the object of
his choice all that human vanity or
human weakness could desire.
Tab was dead now, he thought com-
placently, and his confession was ash-
es. He regretted the impulse which
had made him write. He had had no
intention of doing that when he
brought Tab Mayfield and he was
rather puzzled at his own stupidity.
It was a mad thing to do. Mad? He
frowned. 'He was not mad. It was
very sane to desire a woman of Um-
u16 Ardifern's ,grace and 'beauty. it
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was sane enough to want money, and
to go to extremes to obtain what he
wanted. Throughout all the ages
men had killed others that their posi-
tion might .be enhanced. They were
rot madmen. And he was not mad,
He had a definite plan, and madmen
do not have definite plans.
Ursula would this night consent to
marry him, and would be glad, if she
refused, to reconsider her decision.
He would be her accepted lover be-
fore he left the house, and the thought
took his breath away.
"Am I mad?" he asked aloud, as
he parked his car in the side turning
where Carver had almost found it
once.
Madmen did not take such elabor-
ate precautions. Madmen did not re-
member that by some mischance her
servant might telephone for the po-
lice, nor carry in their pockets a
weighted cord to throw over the tele-
phone wire and bring it down. They
did not even •buy the cord of such
and such a length -so much to bind
Tab Holland, so much to break the
wire -and buy just sufficient for the
purpose.
"I am not mad," said Rex Lander,
as he went in through the gate.
(Continued next week.)
Drowsiness is dangerous.
Weary miles seem shorter
and the day is brightened when
you have Wrigley's with you.
Its sugar peps you up. Its
delicious flavor adds to any
enjoyment.
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FRUITS USEFUL AS SPRING
TONIC
Spring tonics should not 'be neces-
sary. When a family shows a low
health average in the spring, some-
thing is wrong with the winter diet,
and usually that fault can- be traced
to the lack of fresh raw fruits and
vegetables. Our families must have
some fresh, uncooked vegetable or
fruit every day if we are going to
keep the doctor away.
Oranges, lemons and grapefruit are
at their best just now and are pac-
ticularly evaluable in the diet at this
season of the year.
Delicious at the beginning of a
meal, oranges can either 'be cut in
half and eaten like a grapefruit, or
the juice can be strained off into a
glass, when it makes a most refresh-
ing beverage.
Orange salad deservee rrsore popu-
larity than it at present enjoys. The
pulp of the fruit, mixed with a good
French dressing served on lettuce
leaves, is an excellent accompaniment
to cold meat or poultry, while a dQli
cious dessert is made by piling a .)ic-
ed orange in the centre of a salad
bowl, making a 'border of bananas
sliced finely with a garnish of chop-
ped nuts. As a finishing touch, pour
a syrup flavored with the juice from
maraschino cherries over it.
To Remove Pulp from Oranges.
Pare the orange with a sharp knife,
removing every particle of the thin in-
side membrane with the 'peel. This
will leave the orange pulp exposed.
Hold the orange over a plate, so that
any juice which may drop will be
saved. Insert the •point of the knife
at the end of the orange, close to the
membrane that divides the sections.
Carefully work the knife in, separat-
ing the membrane from the section.
Then carefully separate the section
of orange from the membrane on its
other side; remove the whole orange
section, complete in shape, and en-
tirely free from membrane. Repeat
until all the sections are removed.
Stewed Prunes With Orange.
Stewed prunes can be given a new
and interesting flavor for breakfast
by adding a little 'orange. When the
prunes are nearly cooked, add 1 table-
spoon of sugar to 1 pound of fruit.
Remove from fire. Wash one small
orange; add the juice of half and the
remaining half cut in very thin slic-
es. Serve cold as a dessert for
luncheon, with cream.
Orange Marshmallow Pudding.
,One pint milk, 1 beaten egg, a pinch
of salt, 2-3 cup breadcrumbs, 3 table-
spoons .sugar.
Squeeze the juice of half an orange
into the egg and sugar; stir into the
soaked bread anrt milk', and bake
Slowly one-half hour. Just before
serving cover the top with marsli-
mallows, and return' to the oven until
the •marshmallows fire brown..
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LONDON AND WINGHAM
North.
Centralia
Exeter
Hensall
Kippen
Brucefield
Clinton
Londesboro-
Blyth
Belgrave
Wingham
Wingham
Belgrave
lyth
Londesboro
Clinton
Brucefield
Kippen
Hensel)
Exeter .
Centralia
South.
a.m.
10.36
10.4,9
11.03'
11.08
11.17
12.03
12.23
12.32
12.44
1.00
a.m.
6.45
7.03
7.14
7.21
7.40
7.58
8.05
8.13
8.27
8.39
C. N. R. TIME TABLE
East.
Goderich
Holmesville,
Clinton
Seaforth
St. Columban
Dublin
Dublin
St. Columban.
Seaforth
Clinton
Halmesville
Goderich
a.m.
6,20
6.36
6.44
6,59
'7.06
7.11
pm.
5.42
5.54
6.03
6.13
6.22
6.42
7.02'
7.11
723
7.45,
3.m.
.03-
8.23
3.37
3.45.
4.08
4.28.
4.36•
4.43.
4.58
5.08'
p.m.
2.20'
2.37
2.50
3.08•
3.15
8.22
West.
a.m. p.m. p.m.
11.27 " 5.38 10.04-
11.32
0.0411.32 5.44 ...
11.43 5.53 10.17
11.59 6.08-5.43 10.31
12.11 7.05 10.40,
12.25 7.10 10.57'
C. P. R. TIME TABLE
East.
Goderich
Men set
McGaw
Auburn
Blyth
Walton
McNaught
Toronto
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Toronto
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Walton .. '
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Auburn .
McGaw l.
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a.m.
5.50'
5.55
6.04
6.11
6.25
6.40'
6.52
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