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SACKVILLE, N, B.

JULY 5. AUGUST 18 ‘$12.. Write for descriptive bulletin to GEORGE J, TRUEMAN, llLA. l’h.D.,

Sackville, New Brunswick.

— FARM for SALE

Seventy-two acres, Mayfield, Queens County. Prince Edward Is- land. iiiLV-eilliit acres under elli- iivailon. fourteen ZHTPS woodland. Watered by well. spring. and brook.

lluiiilings consist of house 23x28, barn 738-45, with addition 12x45.

NPQTINQ, railpoint, llunter River. 1ine IiliiCS-—nt'il0tli fwo and a half miles.

Ordinarily terms oi‘ sale are l0 oer rent oi‘ the purchase price cash nn flt-(‘eptanre of tender, the balance in twenty-five equal instalments with interest at f‘. per cent per an- uum on the amortization plan. Win-n ouhtamlinrz‘ h . price is less than S1000, payment nus! he completed within a corres- pondiueiv shnrfr-r period and an in- -fi;ii ilvnusit of‘ $100.00 is required. l-Iacii lentil-r must be aeeomnnnied iw an :u~l-|~ot<-d cheque for $100.00. ‘hmivrc will he opened at the office n!’ the Soldier QI-iilement of (‘nnndil nu Juno 9th. 1037i. 'i‘enders should lu- vnrirked on envelope “Tenders for lire ]illi‘i‘ili\.<i‘ of Joseph Gallant. ilirm and ailllre-seil to the Soldier f-‘eilieuw-nt i-i Fanadn, Rox lilii, Paint Jul-n, ‘V, ll. May Zli-‘il

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"Joe, do you and your father talk about things?" she asked, as lf she liked the picture.

"Not much. But lately we have been, more," he answered truthfully. Her eyes were flashing, and the beautiful little face that had been so pale when he entered was shin- ing with its loveliest radiance now. Suddenly-suddenly she was in his arms.

“Joe-dontl"

“ltIaggle-you belong to me. love each other!"

Instantly thc little arms went about him, tlghtened,the small head, with its crown of gold, was pressed. with the little loving, jerking digs of a child's head, against his heart. Joe kissed the top 0f her head and the rosy ear that a curving filament of gold hair left free, kissed the cycs that were flooded again with tears and the sweet fresh mouth that wus ready, now, to return his kisses. And to Ma was first announced the enkagement of marriage between Mary Margaret Petherldgc Johnson, spinster and Joseph Grant.

In his mother's dressing room, be- fore dinner, he had told his parents the whole story frankly,

Mrs; Merrill took the successive shocks heroically. Hcr son, working in one of the Stores? Joseph Mer- rill a stock clerk? And in love with one of the humblest of his co- workers?

All this 11nd been before dinner Now it was late at flight, and Joe, coming in quietly from a. dinner and cards with some of the members of his own set, found himself summon- ed to his mother's room again,

She was in bed.

"Sit doyvn, dear. Sit here on lhc edge of the bed, if you like," she said comfortably, “I've been think- ing of your affair all evening." "Dad tells me that some man named Baker or Bradley was going to Japan for the firm next Satur- day," she began again.

“Oh, Brewer, you mean?" “Brewer. Well, Brewer isn't going In fact, he's leaving the Stores, I believe. What; I suggested was, that you go for the firm to Japan. It would mean s very sensible chance to wait a little, to get a. new per- spcctivc on this engagement and this girl, and Dad's idea was that it would be a very easy way to break off your present relationship with the Stores."

"Now, Joe, why not get your pass- ports, and take up Brewer's tickets- in less than six clays, you'd be at used, and have time to think all this out, and get your mind cleared about it all. Tell your Mary Marsaret that Y0“ are being sent away by the firm- she's very young, she's gq. twmcly young. and if—-when you come back, you both feel the same way, therc'll be plenty of time to make plans then.

“You see, Joe marriage is more than falling ln love. You want to be proud of your wife, as the years go by. A girl who belongs to an en- tirely difierent class of society not only makes her husband unhappy- makes him the butt of ridicule and pity for his friends, but she herself is bitterly unhappy, too. She doesn't know how to amuse herself, she has no resources. . . ."

It went on for a. long while, And for a long while he listened. Thcn she said, more lightly:

"Now run along to bed, dear. We've had enough of this for one day. But io-morrow—-thfnk it over. It's late, Joe. Get to bed quickly and go right to sleep, dear."

He obeyed her as far as gelling to bed was concerned.

But sleep was a. different matter. Then it was Monday again, and there was n pleasant fresh bustle of’ girls busy in the Mack.

The front door and the side dot were propped wide open, and fresh damp sir blew through the place that would be hot and close and jaded so soon. Joe, on the mezzan- ine floor, stopped up there for a minute and stood looking down. ut the confusion and activity of the store.

And presently, with an odd, sharp twist to his heart, he saw Maggie. He had rather dreaded, meeting her to-day, after yesterday. But. unexpectedly, he wanted to talk to her now-be near her, assure him- self that this little willing slave of a whole hurried scene was in a special sense his property.

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And presently, running upstairs, she nodded to him joyfully.

"Hello, Joel Say, Joe—--" And her smallness and sweetness and her ab- surd little-girl seriousness were be- side nlm.

“Hello, Mary Margaret! How's the world with you this morning?"

“Happy, huh?"

"I g-uess I've got enough to make me happy," she said soberiy.

“You aren't scared of thirty-five a week?"

"I'm not scared or anything. I wish-I wish they would flrc you, Joe!" v

“Fire me!" he repealed.

“Joe-to show you how much—I like you!" she faltered. "If you came home to me some night, tired. and if we didn't have a cent?"

Joe could not speak, his own eyes were wet,

"Maggie!" The coll was rising into a chorus downstairs. “MaggieJohn- son! Wlmtd you do with them all- llncn monogrammed hundkerchiefs? Maggie! Hustle and get me about o. half box of them red hatchets and cherry trees-at the candy counter!"

And ln another second she had fled down the stairs.

Serious clays, these, for Joseph Grant Mackenzie Merrill.

For he had got into the habit of talking confidentially ivith his father.

"She loves you, does she, .100?"

"Sun: she does.”

“And site's straight and pretty and intelligent?"

“Site's quicksilver."

"It would be hard for you 1c go to Japan next Saturday, Joe, and leave lie-r behind?"

"Oh, no. She's only eighteen-just eighteen." Joe paused.

“You haven't thought of marry- ing her and taking her to Japan with you, Joe?"

Joe looked at his father.

"I merely suggest it. I don't want you to miss—anythlng good, my boy."

“We could postpone your sailing for a. boat or two-mo use rushing things. Then you two get away, and your mother-and your wife's fam- lly—can reconcile themselves to the idea by degrees."

“Wife's faunly!” The boy re-

peated the phrase in an undertone. "It doesn't frighten you, Joe?" “Nob-you don't know heri-but nol: when it's Maggie." Joe took Maggie to lunch the next day. The firm wanted him to go "on a trip," he told her, and she must go along. She had to have her picture takemand they'd have to be mar- ried. And after twenty-three minu- tes iu seventh heaven, they jumped into a taxi, went up to the City Hall, and got a marriage license.

"They wanted me to start to-mor- row, Maggie!"

“To-mcrrow!"

“But now we're going to put it off a couple of weeks, so that you and I can combine the trip with our honeymoon."

Maggie and Joe, both finding

themselves drawn for the Friday night shift, whispered a. rapturous plan for dinner together late that evening, when their work should be over, at eight. Joe's aristocratic mother called him to the telephone at about five o'clock, She and his father were coming into town to-night, she said, to stay at the St. Paul, and see him off to-morrownnd they wanted to know if he would like anybody else invited to an informal little good- bye dinner?

"When you say ‘good-bye to every- one‘; you mean to my girl, too, Mother?"

“My dear-I only mount that it is a. separation, and things will be dif- ferent when you come back, and however sweet and charming your gm, 55 you call her, may be, if your feelings had changed. . . ."

‘There had been more of this. Joe had presently interrupted it unsym- pathetically:

"You'll be at the Mother?"

"Yes, dear. And we'll take a room for you there."

"Thanks. Well, 1'11 tell you who I'd like to bring to dinner, Mother. I'd like to brlnB 141188163’

"I want you and Dad to meet her. My plans have changed slightly. I may not sail to-morrow. Anyway, I want you to meet her."

He could hear panic behind h“

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THE CHARLOTTETOWN GUARDIAN

THAT THE PEOPLE MAY KNOW

(A column of Interest to all recording secspted facts and worthy opinions regarding the plus of alcoholic beverages tn modern ills: u mil u news l!

the progress of the campaign for

5 "dry" world.)

(spouse s: by the Grand

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THE WET PARADE

Upton Sinclair, author of "Tho Wet Parade," and of s. score of other popular works of fiction deal- ing with social problem, c. world fa- mous journalist, hfls recently writ- ten a. sketch o! his own life in "Candid Remlnlsoences." He tells why he has always been interested ln the liquor question, and writes so strongly against the Liquor ‘Prai- fic: _ "My liberal friends who read the manuscript of "The Wet Parade" found it sentimental. and Out 01 the spirit of the time. To them I made answer that the experiences of my childhood. and of my wires in the far south, were reality quite as much as the blood and guts of the Chicago stockyards, or the birth scone in "Love's Pilgrimage." It is a. fact that I have been all my m9 gathering material on the subject of the liquor problem. I know it with greater intimacy than any oth- er theme I have ever handled. The list of drunknrds I have wrestled with is longer than the list of coal- miners, oll-magnutes, politicians. or any other group I have portrayed in my books.

“The cXp('l‘iCllCOS with my father (Note: As a child lie suffered from his fathers drunkenness.) lasted thirty years; and during this period there were several uncles and cous- ins, and numerous friends of the fa- mily, southern gentlemen, northern business men, and even one or two of their wives. Later on, I ran into the same problem in the literary and socialist world: George Sterling, Jack London, Ambrose Bierce, W. M. Reedy, O. Henry, Eugene Debs-a. long list. I have a. photograph of Jack and George and the letters wife, Carrie, taken on Jack's sail boat in San Francisco Bay: three beautiful people, young. haDPY. bril- liant-all three took poison to es- cape the claws of John Barleycorn. Now there is s new crop of friends, whom I cannot name while they are alive. Suflice it to say, they are our best-novelists, dramatists, poets, jow-nalfstsg-eii stumbling down the same road of misery."

It ls a sorry spectacle, this wet parade-the tragic procession of the unfortunate victims of the drink traffic. The endless march con- tinues. 1n it are the members of all kinds of families, from the lowly, common folk who do the world's hard labor and from the homes of the famous, brilliant, cc icuous, poor and rich slfkc, conscriptedito serve and die in the army of King Alcohol.

Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! thc drink- ins army cues;

There follows in its track an awful train of woes.

carefully cheerful tone.

"Certainly bring her, Joe. Under

those circumstances, perhaps I'd bet-

ter not ask anybody else."

Joe had seized upon this in-

stantly:

“How do you mean ‘under those

circumstances?"

But his mother had been too

smart for him.

“Merely, dear, that your father

and I would like an opportunity to

really know her a. little."

"I want you to meet my mother

and father, Mary Margaret," he told

her, as they toiled to and fro with

crates and trays of merchandise.

“They want us to have dinner with

them to-night."

“Honest, Joe?"

"They're living at a. hotel, now,"

he said. a

"Joe, where is your father and

mother's hotel?"

“It's right ofi the square, opposite

the new bank building."

"Oh, right near the St. Paul?"

"It is the St. Paul."

She eyed him lncrcdulously, amus-

edly. '

"Yes, ft is! Now you tell another."

Joe, within a few hundred feet

now of its august doorway, felt a

first prick of misgiving.

"Joe, you're kidding!" (To be Continued.)

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TWO GLASSES

There sat two gluses, filled to the brim,

On s rich man's table, rim to rimi;

One was ruddy and red as b1045-

And one was clear as the crystal flood.

Said the glass of wine to the Pllf-‘P brother;

“m us on the tales ‘or the cw w each other;

I can fell of banquet and revel and mirth,

Where the plmldest and Bfflldesi

uls on earth

Fell under my touch struck by blight,

For 1 was a king wd I ruled l" might;

From the heads of kinss I he" tom the crown; l

From the heights of fame I have? hurled men down;

I have blasted many In h°n°\'°d'

as though

name;

I have taken virtue and given shame;

I have made the arm of the drive!‘ fail;

And sent the tN-in from the 11°11 a rail;

I have made good ships go down at sea:

And the shrieks of the lost were good to me;

For they said ‘Behold, how 8168i you be!

Fame, strength, wealth, genius be- fore ycu fail.

And your might and JXYWQY a" over all!’

Ho! Ho! pale brother," laughed the wine:

"Can you boast of deeds as great as mine?"

Said the water glass: "I cannot boast '

Of a king dethroned, or a murdered hcst;

But I can tell of a heart once sud, By my crystal drops made light and glad;

Of thirst I've quenched and brows I've loved;

Of hands I have woled, and souls I halve saved;

I have slept in the sunshine and dropped from the sky, And everywhere giaddened the

landscape and eye:

I have eased the hot forehead of

fever and pain,

I have made the parched meadows grow fertile with grain;

I can tell of the powerful wheel of the mill.

That ground out the turned at my will;

I can tell of a manhood debased by Yo".

That I have anew.

I cheer, I help, I strengthen aid,

I gladden the heart of man maid;

I set the chained wine-captive free.

And all are better for knowing me."

flour and

lifted and crowned and

and

These are the tales they told each

other,

The glass of wine and its paler brother,

As they sat together, filled to the brim

On a. rich man's table, rim to rim. -—Quoted in the Montreal Witness. ALCOHOL I8 OOSTLY

No money has ever been spent upon alcohol that would not have been better spent upon the domes- tic, social, and educational needs of women and children. Just think what constant drinking costs! A man "shouts" for two or: three friends, and these two or three friends, under an inane habit and spurious courtesy, have to return the compliment. Or he drinks st meals, and he drinks at night; and expensive wines and spirits mount up to many pounds in the course of a year. Thus the enormous Drink Bills of the drinking nations are built up, and stain them with dis- grace. Think of the things for their betterment and their joy that so many millions of women and chil- dren urgently need; not mocking doles of charity, but needs in the home, in the school, in the play- ground, at the seaside, in the hos- pitai-everywherc where women and children go and are. Wc cau- not pauperizc children by clothing them, by feeding them, by educat- ing them, by giving them gardens and public parks, by tenderly, even luxurimlsly treating them when ill and in hospital.

But of all the victims alive or dead, of all the souls sccursed and dying, of all the suffering legions beneath the Juggernaut of Alcohol, Jvomen and children number most. When a man leads s drinkers life and dies a dninhrd. who suffers first and most? Women and chil- dren always. If he be rich and can- not squander all he has, his wife and mother and children may not want, but the dlsgrlcs and the hu- m'ii|t'on are theirs. If he be poor. the physical suffering as well as the

can show a

children who depend upon him or are his nearest relatives.‘ We have seen how alcohol picks out for its evil influence, the best and the highest centres in the brain. This

the social, as it characterizes it in the physical body. Women and chiidren are it: victims. and ten of these go down with every sch-Dr. W. A. Chtippie, Ch. 3., M. R. C. 8., D. P. H" in Alcohol and Self-Con- trol.

WHY A BOY WISHES PROHIBI- TION 0N P. E. I.

I wish to have Prohibition on Prince Edward Island, because by studying the “Temperance lessons" I have learned that all intoxicating drinks contain alcohol which u a. narcotic poison. But it is a very de- ceiving poison and for a long time many people believed it did them good when taken in moderation.

But scientists by many tests have proven that at any kind of work, or sports, or study, those who do not drink do more and better work than those who do. They have also shown that alcohol shortens life, as it injures every organ of the body. And in case of accident or sickness the chance of recovery is lessen ’-. Then ones mental and moral pow- ers are weakened and when under its influence many crimes are com- mitted.