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Illustrated Dressmaklng Lesson Furnished With Every Pattern By Annabelle Worthington

a Here's a stralghtlirle tweed cost

that is a favorite for country, for sports and i occasions. It is mouse-grey coloring so flattering and new this season.

It's just as simple as making a dress. And its cost will prove cut- standingly small.

If you are looking for a coat of more formal character, you won't make any mistake by making it with the caped neckline. seen in mirliatum view. Choose a soft wooi- en in rustic-green. The collar may be untrimmed or trimmed with fur. Red fox isespeclally smart with this green tone.

Black broadcloth with Persian lamb is another interesting choice.

Style No. 944 is designed in sizes 14, ls, 1o, 2o years, as, as, 4o and 42 inches bust.

Size 18 requires 2% yards 54-inch with 3 yards 39-inch lining.

Price of Pattern 15 cents ill stamps or coin (coin is preferred). Wrap coin carefully.

Canadian Cookery For Canadian Women

i By Mari Moore. Specially contributed to file Guardian for Guardian Readers.

(Continued) To Whip Powdered Milk Powdered m'lk may be whipped if the foLlowing directions are carried

, out: Use 6 tablespoons powdered

milk to 8 tablespoons water, Place vtlle water in a bowl and put the powdered milk on top and beat un- ltl entirely blended and smooth. Placc in the top of double boiler and scald for 3 minutes. Chill im- mediately by sett ng in ice and salt Iwater, for half an hour. Then whip Vuntil it will filrili a. peak. n will in- crease to three tmcs its bulk. The

‘above amount will produce 1 cup

vsvhipped milk. Codfish Cake! This recipe is especially good when

Inn emergency lllcal has to be PW‘ ' (pared. The powdered milk, the 581$ ‘fish, and potatoes 5.70 all supplies

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Freshen the salt cod fish for 24 liloul-s if possible, or if needed in ‘a lhllrry, pour oil water and brill! w lbclllng point aglrn in water to which has been added a little vine- gar. Drain well. Add to one half the simount of fluffy mashed P°ti1$°5~ iAdd yolk of one egg to this mixture.

.flilf.|. whip untl still‘ and fold it in.

i(Use one egg for every cup 0f flit? fish and potato mixture.) Add "11- qucfied powdered milk to make o! right consistency to form into cakes. slnd season with pepper. R011 CERES

to stlflen before frying in deep hot fat. Baked Macaroni with Cheese

Three quarters cup macaroni brok- cnin pieces, _2 quarts boiling water, 1 tablespoon salt, 2 tablespoons flour, ii tablespoons butter, 1 cup grated cheese, 1 1-2 cup reliquefied pow- dered milk, 1-4 cup buttered crumbs. Cook macaroni in boiling slated wat- er until tender. Make a white sauce of the butter, flour and reliquefied milk. Add seasonings to the sauce. Arrange macaroni in layers alter- nately with the cheese in buttered. baking dish, and pour over white sauce, and cover with buttered crumbs. Bake in moderate oven until golden crust is formed.

Powdered Milk Cocoa One and one haJf _ tablespoons

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BROILED RABBIT

3km, gjnge and wipe rabbit. Pre- pare for broiler like chicken Ind cook over charcoal embers or under gas broiler till done. 811M011 Wm! 1 salt and pepper 1115i hem" u '5 m‘ i lshed and pour over melted shorten- ing mixed with 2 tablespoons vine- gar, 1 tablespoo l mustard. Serve with brown sauce.

FRIED RABBIT

it and soak it in cold salted water for % an hour. Wipe pieces of rab- bit, dip them in flour and fry in hot fat until tender and brown on each side. Remove rabbit from pan and add heaping tablespoon flour and about 3 cups water. Bring to boll and when thickened add salt, pepper, teaspoon chopped parsley. little grated lemon rind and 2 tablespoons current jelly. Serve sauce in bowl. Garnish rabbit with

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SAVING HIS TIME

About the middle of last century. during the Fenian disturbances in Ireland, there lived a. Galway judge who was very fond of fox hunting and never missed a meet if he could possibly be there. His clerk had very similar tastes. One morning, before court, the clerk whispered to tho judge: “Yer honor, there's a meet today at Bally Kllmulligan an’ they've got a foine dog-fox!" "How many prisoners have we?" asked the judge. "Twlnty, for rioting and braich of the peace, yer honor." "Tim," said the Judge, "do ye think ye can get the first fellow to plead guilty without a tryle—me to let him off with a week in jail?" "Aisiest thing in the world!" ans- wered the faithful clerk. "Make haste then and bring in the whole gang; and, I say, Tim, tell Jerry to {saddle the mare manewhile!" The ltwenty prisoners were brought into "court-nineteen of them prepared

'w fight courlsel and jury to the bit- ter end. The twentieth had been

interviewed by the clerk. "Guilty or not guilty of the crime charged?" said the judge with a propitious

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°°°°B" 1 1'2 wblespwns sugar’ 1'4 smile. "Guilty, yer honor," said the c“? Wwdered mum 2 l‘: ‘up’ b°u' crafty prisoner. "Well," said tho m3 wfla“ M!‘ °°°°" m‘! ma“ “d I Judge, gazing benevolently about blend them “gem” Wm‘ 1'2 “up the room," I will let ye ofl with a °°1d water and P15“ We" heat “d ,\veek's imprisonment." The prisoner BIIOW I'D D011 fOI‘ 5 minutes. Then ‘thanked the judge anzi sbepped Edd 517111118 Water 5nd °n w? °t it ‘down. There was a great sensation

the powdered milk and beat all in double boiler for five minutes wh’le it is reheating. This makes a delic- ious and fluffy beverage.

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The undersigned administrators of the personal estate and elfects oi Eustace llcath llaviland late oi Charlottetown in Queens County in j Prince Edward island, Barrister-ab . Law. (iercusczi, intestate, hereby I notify all plrsons indebted to the I said estate to make immediate pay- I Inent to them at the office of I Palmer s: Farmer, Solicitors, can. Iottetown, and all persons having any claims against the said estate are hereby required to present the .‘ same, duly attested, at the office 1' Iforesaid. within twelve months ‘ from this dale. » Dated this 15th day of November, ‘A. 1)., 1932. GEORGE D. DeBLOIS, H. JAMES PALMER, Administrators. il745-ll-25-fmw-1 month.

MEETING

The quarterly meet- ing of the Fish and Game Protection As- sociation will be held in the Board of Trade R o o m s, Charlotte- town, Friday, Decem- ber 2nd, at 8.00 P. M.

J. M. MacFADYEN, ’ Secretary.

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ASHES of ROSES

A Romance of Today

By Joanna Cannon

“And who is Mr. Mossop?" asked Patricia. "He sounds unbelievably austere."

"l-le is the head of my ledger-de-

partment," explained John Gil- mour. "ReaIEy, my confidential man. He has been with us ever since the firm was founded. He's getting on now. I don't know how I shall re- place him when he retires. A most reliable man." ' "well, as matter of fact, I don't mind getting up early,“ said Geof- frey with his irrepressible good humour. “I'm used to it. Look at all the early rising we do . . , we did, I mean . . . at school. 1 feel convinced that I shall satisfy MP» MOSSOP.‘ he added flippantly.

"We shall see", said John Gllmour with moderation. “Anyhow, don't, keep the car wailing this morning, Geoff. It will be round at nine-fif- teen sharp for the nine-twenty- five."

"We". I've finished now and with twenty minutes to spare," announc- ed 59°51?! “Come out and look at the weather, if you've flnlghgd’ Pat."

among the other defendants, for none of them had expected to get off with less than five years in iprison. Here was a chance to profit ‘by the judge's pleasant mood.” “Do

NOTEI In Bil i119 s50" P9611995 ye all plead guilty?" demanded the cow's milkmaybesubstituted for the judge, "we do!" shouted the mm- powdered milk. If anyone would like teen 1n gnghuglasglc chm-us more detailed information regarding years penal servitude the use of powdered milk, kindly claimed the judge. mare saddled yet?"

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Don't Bother to Listen to the Boy? when The" I Say They Exalt the Old-Fashioned G11’! Over the Modern One, GirlS-Jllflii Watch and see Which One He Dates, and Take Your Cue From _That

The .. . Qcvoted wife has been discovcz. .. . dozen of virtue is a t... ..e....a woman whose beauty W“ 6° 8161f WM 1F flimilt“ the admiration of every one who saw her and caused men to follow her

just for the 10y of feasting their‘ eyes on such pul- chritude. This greatly annoyed her husband, and so that she might no longer find favor with other i men, this heroic lady deliberately disfigured her- self by smearing a strong acid on her face that burned up every vestlge of her good looks. Certainly this is'love's final test, for while many a woman has proved her ‘affection for a man by oflering up her good name on the altar of love, and many another woman has died for a man, sacrificing a. peaches-and-cream complexion for one is something else yet again. And the pity of it is that like so many other sacrifices it was probably made in vain.

For, just as a sporting proposition, it is a hundred-to-one bet that when the woman lost her beauty she lost her husband also, and that when she ceased to be utisactive to other men she likewise ceased to be attract- ive to him and that he will tum from her poor, maimed, scarred face to some doll who will cause men to rubber as she passes by audtput pep into life by keeping him all stirred up with jealousy again.

For, as all wise women know, it is never safe to be guided by what a on says about women, but only to keep your eye on the ball and watch hat he does. Experience and observation have taught them that when

n man comes to dealing with women his theories and his performances are as wide apart as the Poles. And this is why no woman ever makes a greater mistake than the one who tries to live up to a man's ideal.

Listen to any group of men talking about women and they will exalt the old-fashioned woman to the skies and bat the modern woman for everything she does and leaves undone. They will assure you in no un- certain terms that what they admire is the modest, domestic girl who knows how to cook and sew, and who makes her own dresses and hats, and who never uses anything but soap and water on her face, and who never smoked a. cigarette or drank a cocktail or saw the inside of a night club in her life, and who regards lipstick and rouge as an artifice of the devil.

Oh, they are strong for the domestic l llbpecially after mar- riage. The mode! wife, according to them, is the woman whose whole life is bounded by the four walls of her home and. who never has a thought or an interest after her wedding day except about her husband and children and the price of butcher's meat. She doesn't waste her husband's money on good clothes and beauty parlors. She doesn't belong to clubs or play a. mean game of contract. She doesn't go off on trips or gad around. She is Just as much a part of the household equipment as the gas range, and just as stationary.

But when a woman tries to understudy man's ideal of the perfect woman, how does she come out? The answer is she doesn't come out at all. She is sunk. Who are the girls who have the most dates?‘ The girls who can bake bread like mother used to make, or the girls who can dance the rhumba? Who are the girls that men like to step out with? The girls who look like Cinderella, or the ones who look like a daily hint from Paris? Is Goldilocks, whose gold came out of a bottle and whose curls were put in by art instead of nature, and whose complexion comes from the drug store, more likely to catch a husband than plain Maria, who is as homely as God made her? You tell me.

Every community is full of girls who fit men's ideal to a '1'. Girls who are good and modest and intelligent and domestic and wear flat- heeled shoes, and eschew cosmetics and who would make the best sort of wives and mothers, but who sit at home with mother and father in the evenings and never have a date because the men are all of! playing around with the girls of whom they theoretically disapprove.

And women are equally foolish to try to be the kind of wives their husbands say they want, because nine times out of ten the man really doesn't want that kind of wife at all. Men make a fetl‘, isr instance, of the sell-sacrificing woman who subordinates her life entirely to he!‘ husband and children, who eats the back of the chicken and wears old clothes and stays at home and keeps the home fires burning while the balance of the family go of! on a picnic. But did-you ever know a door- mat wife whose husband kept in love with her?

Never. The wives who keep their husbands lovers are invariably the ones who demand things and who keep their men on their tiptoes buy- ing them pretty frocks and taking them places, and who keep themselves young and attractive and well dressed.

Furthermore, to hear men tell it, you would think that their ideal woman was the one who emulated the snail and who carried her house

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on her back all the time, yet then is no way in which a wife can lose her husband quicke than being house-bound and refusing to step out with him when he wants to go, and having no conversational range that reaches farther than the kitchen and the nursery. It is the Allces-who-sit-by-the-fire who bore their husbands to death. Not the lively ladies who are always on the go and who are full of spright- ly gossip. ‘ All of which boils down into this tip for wives: Usten with your tongue in your cheek while your husband ‘tells you about what a woman should be and do, but remember, the more other people admire you, the more he will. DOROTHY DIX.

frey gcbbles. But you cat so little, summer day.

Pat." .

"Still, I manage to keep fairly substantial," said Patricia cracking a slim, pale golden arm to feel her biceps. "I took a set oil Geoffrey yesterday. so I can't be fading away."

“Don't forget that I was owing you half-thirty, my girl," said 0mg. frey's voice from the garden. "scrupulous accuracy is one of the qualities which has made the firm of Gilmour and Legate Limited what it is."

"Good Heavens, what a reputa- tion they'll lose when you've been in the office for a day or two," ex- claimed Patricia. "You must have iron nerves to take such risks, Mr. Gllmour. All right, I'm coming ..."

She followed Geoffrey out of the lawn and Mrs. Gilmours sedate Scottish terrier, Tinker, emerged from beneath the dining-room table and went with her. It was a real August morning. The grass wag drenched with dew and the pearly skies above the tall elm trees of the meadows gave promise of a perfect

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"We're in for a roaster," said Patricia.

Geoffrey took from his breast pocket s thin gold cigarette case which Patricia had given him on his last birthday, offered it to her, and selected and lit for himself a Turk- ish cigarette.

"Looks like it,’ he said. "I should have a. bathe presently, Pat, if I were you.

Patricia turned her brown eyes on him.

"I should feel a mean beast bath ing while you are stuffing in the beastly office," she told him.

"Oh, I'm not grousing." said Geof- frey. "After all, a fellows got to start some time. Father started at fourteen as no doubt you've often heard from him. I hope they'll have some windows open in the office, that's ell."

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"Good Heavens, I hope so!" Pat- ricia's and Geoffrey's creeds were very similar. "Your father likes air, doesn't he?"

“Oh. m. But. you see, r shan'i be in Father's pocket. He goes up the stairs and into the managing director's roonl and sits at a lush- vsanv table in the middle of a m:- 30? carpet end rings the bell. I expect I s all be tucked sway somewhere cking stamps under old lvfossopb cold grey eyes. A nasty ’ piece of work old Mossop is, when one begins to speak quite frankly. I shall hate being anywhere ma; him. but Father's whole idea is

the ladder, like he did. Gives you a. better grasp of the business and that sort of thing."

"Well, 1 think it's a waste of materiel. If he must have you in the business, he might have given you a decent place in it. Then you ., could have come home in the even- ings. And had a swim before dinner. You'll be roasted in those Blooms- bury lodglngs, you poor old thing."

"I feel wasted already. I'd like to go and get into flannels and play five sets of tennis. That's a. differ- ent sort of heat. And then a bathe.‘ All the other fellows I know are doing something of the sort this morning. And then going up to Ox- ford or Cambridge. And then, Rug- ger. I don't want to swank but Bartlett told me-and he had it from his brother-that if I had been going up I could have count- ed on being tried. I wouldn't grouse to anyone but you, Pat."

Patricia mo‘ sat down on the stone bellustrade at the foot of the lawn. Her back was to the river. Across the brilliant water, from the August hayileids came the smell of clover. The rural landscape, the water, the elms and the utilitarian hayilelds, suited her frank, boyish beauty better than any background of flowers or garden. Evelyn Gil- mour, glancing from the dining- room window, signed to her hm. band. "took John! Aren't they a perfect couple?"

"'I‘hey will be," said John Gil- mour, lookinl up from a reading

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article on the assessment of income

tax.'“Yes, I daresoy they will be. one day. But Geoffrey wants . . well, what I'm going to give him." He shut his mouth rather grimly. His wife was sentimental and he considered that womanly.‘ But he knew that there was no nonsense about himself.

"Well, all I wish is that Geoffrey could have had a. few days longer before starting at the office," sighed Evelyn. "Of course, he's seen a lot of Pat-as I tell people, they've al- most been brought up together. But leaving school makes such a differ- ence, especially in a girl's opinion of a boy. Pat is sure to be gomg about a lot this autumn. She was presented in May, you know, and the Lysardes go everywhere. She will meet hordes of eligible men. ‘That's why I made such a point cf her coming here for these few days. She and Geoffrey might have come to some understanding, nothing like an engagement, I mean, but just a little understanding between themselves."