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21 acres on‘ the highway, four miles from Charlotte- town. Suitable for fox ranch- ing. Will be sold privately up to the day of sale, Aug- ust 3rd at 2 o'clock.

Apply to Gordon Chowan, Clyde River or to J. A. MacDonald, Auctioneer.

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Chancery Sale

(15 acres Brenton Mclnnig Estate)

NOTICE is hereby given that pursuant to Order Qf the Court of Chancery the lands belonging to the estate of the late Brenton Mclnnls comprising 15 acres in Charlotte- town Royalty. will again be oner- ed for sale by public auction in front of the Court House in Charlottetown on Saturday the 25th day of July, instant, A. D. 1936, at '12 o'clock, Noon, the price offered at a prey. torus sale not being considered ae- eeptable to the said Court.

I). EDGAR. SHAW, Master in Chancery.

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ing for you every morning by the time you've had your bath and shaved. and I'm sure you'd be a most injured hufliend if your din- ner wasn't on the table ptmctualiy each night.

“ and in many ways it’: a thank- less Job," she continued, “because it's never finished. Not that I'm grumbling. I don’: mind doing it at all, and I don't expect you to help me any more than I should expect youtoaskmetobecomeyourtyp- ist in the evenings.

"' Now you really are ‘exaggerat- ing", said Bill “Why. you've got the whole day to amuse yourself in; I'd be very content if my Job had such easy hours."

This was not the first time that

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Cm their way home Betty said to her humand, "There's going to be trouble between those two if Bill doesn't let up on the simplic- ity of house-keeping; he kept on re-opening the subject and I could see that Ntalie was furious."

“Yes, Bill is a tsetless fool at tiinu.Id1dmybesttochanget-he suhiect; still I expect it will all have blown over by tomorrow

"Well, let's hope so." said Betty. "But Natalie is so very young, and so very proud of her little home, that she wants everyone to admire it so awfully; and by laughing at her and telling her that she's got nothing to do, Bill makes her feel as though he doesn't think she's keeping her end up."

“Anyway, a few rows won't hurt either of them. They'll learn not to expect too much of each other. D’you remember the awful rows we used to have. darling?" replied Charles, kissing the nape of her neck, as he opened the front door.

But Charles was wrong. It didn't blow over. Bill had forgotten all about it in the morning, and he did not see that Natalie was unusually

quiet at breakfast, or that her red mouth was set rather purposefully.

The truth of the matter was that

Bill Iaarmonth, Natalie's husband. had given it as his opinion that running an apartment was, mete- phcrically speaking, easy as falling oil’ a log.

And really, she decided with a little shrug of irritation, he was more or less serious about it. It in- furated her to think that he fondly imagined that her apartment. of which she was so proud, ran itself. She was still too much of a. bride, having been married only six months, to realize that Bill was merely voicing the sentiments of the average husband all the world over.

But Betty I-Iibbert paid little or no attention to this foolish argu- ment; she had been married three years, and Charles was very well house-trained. He still adored her, and continued to help her with the dishes, which he pointed out saved time, and always brought her her breakfast in bed on Sundays. But,

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A Golden Opportunity

is hereby of ties in Eastern -anada.

to secure one of the driest lleiel Proper-

The “Beach Grove Inn” and farm is for sale, and is so well known that any elaborate description is not necessary.

'Ifhe Hotel will! be opened on the 22nd of June under capable management. Cuisine will be of the very bat.

Reservations can be made now at the Hotel. For par-

ticulars re sale please apply June 1st, 1936.

_to J. G. Sterns, Souris.

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iiotice To Fishermen

Board is prepared to receive

" In connecti ltll th F d 1 - I’ the re-establishllinenvtl of nefidy eFiesrll!er::$incml Grant for

the undersigned applications for Loans from

bone fide fishermen of this province,

when 511011 allnlicatlons are approved of by the Board an order will be issued to a merchant to deliver fishing equipment for an amount not to exceed forty dollars to

the individual fishermen or

a pro rata amount to fisher-

men's organizations. On receipt of goods each fisherman

must sign a Note payable to

the Board.

Representatives of the Board will vigll, the digerem fishing centres within the next few days wlth application

forms and information with tion of this loan.

reference to the administra-

All applications or correspondence must be addresged to the Provincial Fishermens’. Loan Board Charlottetown ’ 9

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paovr-Ncrsi. FISHERMENS LOAN aosno. .

B. W. LePage, Chairman. I. I Leora,

‘Aeneas Gallant,

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NOTICE

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' Public notice

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‘it '53 m8l|WIIU=«Trslie Act 1936 the Lieutenant-Governor

in-Council has from and

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Bill hadn't the first idea of how to cook a meal, or for that matter, to order one. As he never saw Natalie looking other than as though she had just stepped out of a beauty chorus, his masculine logic natur- ally concluded that work which left the worker in such a fresh and un- ruffled state must be child's play. Being a mechanic himself, who spent his day getting grubbiec and grubbier tuning up aeroplane en- llnes, his day's work left him ready for a bath at the mat opportunity and wanting nothing more than to sit in a chair and smakehis pipe.

That was the result of work! You wsretired sndinneed of rest, and why his sweet Natalie should get so annoyed with him when he made this comparison between his work and hers, was quite beyond him.

“Well, Natalie.” he said to her as he kissed her going off to the factory, "mind you don't over do it this morning; you're looking a bit tired after all. }l:.:'umrble you had getting break-

As he went down the stairs Natalie said to herself a little grimly: “I'll teach him. I'll make himthankful he worksinafsc- tory, and not in a kitcheni"

Her brows were furrowed as she cleared away the breakfast things, which she dumped in an untidy pile in the kitchen. She then re- moved the faded flowers from the living-room. These joined the dirty cups and saucers, etc., on the kit- chen table. Then with a malicious smile on her face she called up the dairy and told them not to deliver on the following morning. She put through a similar call to the ice man.

Well pleased with her morning's work, she put on her hat and went shopping.

She " ‘ elm-go Jointofbeef, and some chops, vegetables and fruit, and various household neces- sities, including some sweet corn, of which Bill was particularly fond. That evening they dined with friends and spent a pleasant even- ing playing bridge. No mention was made by Bill of the offending topic, and driving {home Natalie almost relented of her plot. It was a lovely moonlight night, and Bill had his arm around her, and she knew that she loved him very much. It was on the_tip of her tongue to tell him, when with a laugh he said, “well, housewife, you haven't worked overtime today. have you?" Natalie stiffened against his arm, and by that remark, had be known it, he was a doomed man. The next day was Sunday. Nat- slie stretched lazily, and looking at her watch saw that it was just after ten o'clock. She heard Bill whistling cheerfully in the bath. she jumped out of bed quickly, covered her face with a generous coating of vanishing cream and then powdered it thickly with some dead white powder bought for the

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she decided that she looked very. very bilious. -

she leapt into bed as she heard Bill open the bathroom door. What a pleasant Sunday she had plann for him!Hecnteredthe“ , still whistling. V -

“Come« on, sleepy—hced, what about some breakfast?‘

Natalie rolled over.

“Oh! Bill, I've nut such s pain and I feel kind of sick."

“Why! What's the matter, sweet?"

"I feel ‘Just terrible, and my head's going round and round," walled Natalie. getting into her stride.

"I-Iadn't I better call is doctor?"

"No dear, I guess it's nothing serious, but do you think you could possibly make breakfast for your- self this mo ?"

“Breakfast! Could I make break- fast! What do you say to bacon and eggs, coffee and toast?" “Darling. that would be wonder- ful, but I'll Just have some coffee when it is ready. But perhaps I had better get up and help you, though I do feel so rotten."

"Don't you move; I'll have everything ready in no time," re- plied the confident Bill.

“But there is washing up, dear, and then lunch to be cooked!" "Leave it to me,” said Bill, “Im head cook and bottle-washer this morning."

“ My clever darling." said Natalie, as she snuggled down in bed.

so Bill went off to the kitchen and Natalie lay in bed and smiled to herself as she thought of his confidence in himself as cook. “Bacon!" muttered Bill to him- self, settling down in work. “Ah! here we have it. And here are

1.. Finding the table rather littered,

he put down the food he had Just

taken out of the refrigerator and

dumped the litter into the sink-

cups, saucers, flowers and every- thing. Finding plenty of crumbs

and leaves remained behind, he

swept these on to the floor.

He then reasoned to himself that

to prepare breakfast it was neces-

sary to put coflce into a pot and

boil it, to fry bacon in a frying

pan, to treat the eggs in a. similar

fashion. to toast the toast, to boil the milk and finally to set the table. Simple enough if one knew where to start.

Well, the cofee would be a good thing to begin on and there was the coffee if the label on the tin spoke the truth. Yes! It was coffee he decided after he had carefully smelt it, and fining a saucepan with water, he tipped half the con- tents of the tin into it. The milk. however, was definitely missing. so he went in to see Natalie.

“Oh Bill, I forgot to put the bot- tic out last night. But never mind, there is some condensed milk in the cupboard."

After much searching the can was discovered. He prodded it sev- eral times wiih the opener as though he expected it to fly open in some magical manner. Being disappointed in this, yet deter- mined not to be beaten, his efforts became more strenuous. By the time he had got the better of it he was the possessor of two grazed knuckles and a cut thumb, and his dressing-gown was generously dec- orated with the contents.

Eventually the can was open, there was milk for the coffee all right But on turning round, he found to his amazement that the coffee had boiled away, all over the stove, and that the greater part of it had found its way on to the floor. The smell was distinctly un- pleasant too, but in his determin- ation to master the can of milk he had quite failed to notice it.

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jets on at full blast, feeling rather proud of himself for knowing that meat should be put in a hot oven. He found a meat tin, and stuck the joint in it. He made short work of peeling the potatoes, thoush 110 was 0. little surprised at their smallness when he had finished with them. He then collected two saucepans, one for the potatoes and the other for the cabbage and set them, lidless, on the stove to cook. He decided that the oven must by now be sufficiently hot. 60 he opened the door and was complete- ly satisfied on this point by the blast of hot air which greeted him. seizing the Joint, he thrust it in and shut the door.

Well, that was that. There wad no hurry about the washing up; he could do that later, and clear things up a bit. What he ‘ ‘ now was a smoke and a few min-

uies easy-all.

Fishing in his pocket for his pipe. he strolled into the living room and picking up the paper sank into an arm chair.

Glancing through the Paper. he found a very interesting article on aviation. so engrossed was he that be quite forgot that he was tem- pora.rilysupposedtobeaoook,and not a mechanic reading his Bun- day paper. and so oblivious was he of everything, that he also failed to notice the pungen‘ odour of burning meat or the sizzling noise of water boiling over on the stove. He finished the article and put down the paper to relight: his vice. gave a sniff, and with an exclama- tion made a dive for the kitchen. Black, evil smellinz 5.m°k° “Ed the kitchen. the potato pot glowltl a bright red. He seized it, but quickly let go again with e yell of pain, and for a ‘ ‘ danced about nursing his burnt hand. He went to the stove M13111. "1019 W“- ticusly this time, and swiftly turn- ed off everything, then taking a cloth, he gingerly opened the oven door. A cloud of smoke greeted him. and the smell of burning meat made him cough and choke.

This was a. nice kettle of fish. everything ruined! A nice kind of a fool he'd made of himself; and he'd announced so confidently to Natalie that she was to leave it all to him, and had scorned her offer to help. What on earth should he say to her now? Smoke was still coming from the charred remains of the beef, so he deposited it in the sink, and turned on the tap. But to his dis- may the smell became worse. This was unbearable, and the place was still in a frightful mess. He'd bet- ter try and clear thins: up a bit before he broke the news to Net- alie. Perhspe she wouldn't be quite so scathing if she fotmd every- thing spick and span. Hswentove;-tothesinkand transferred the remains of the joint and the potato to the

ingup,and tucking up his sleeves, turuedonthehatwater tsp. Itdidn't'tske long, listhought.

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es he fished out the last piste; all one needed was method. He began to dry up. when about half way through. he happened to glance at the sink, and to his astonialunent he found that the water had not run away at all He put a hand rather gingerly into the slim: water. “strange," he muttered to himself; but his hand closed over a greaginalimyl deposit where the plug c to ave been. "Ui-r . . .i" hecriedindisgust. as he axed at his hand. full of solidified fat. He heard a little laugh, and turn- ing, still ciutching his mid, saw Natalie standnz in the dom--way. “Bill, what on earth are you up to? Have you been indulging in a bonfire? And what's that disgust- ing looking mess you've got in your hand?_ What kind of indoor game is this?" said Natalie sternly. The kitchen defied all description, and Bill, wet and dirty, and red in the face, wore a wild and hunted look. “I'm awfully sorry, Natalie, but I'm afraid I'm not much of a cook after all. I guess I got kind of flustered; there seemed so many things toldo at once." said Bill miserably. ‘'I'm afraid I've ruined the joint; it got a. bit burnt some- how'when I wasn't looking." “Wasn't looking! Own up Bill. Unless you were a deaf mute, with no sense of smell, you couldn't pouibiy have failed to notice the smell of burning meat! You weren't in here at all, were you?" “Well, as a matter of fact 1 din go into the living room for a few minutes and glanced at the paper -but I wasn't away long." “Inna enough, it seemed." said Natalie. trying to keep a straight face. "D'you remember a few nights ago at the Hibberrvs when I said that cooking and running a flat was a pretty full time job, you laughed and said that I was exag- gerating. and that I'd got nothing to do all day but amuse myself?" “I can't say that I do exactly," replied Bill, looking at his feet. Oh, yes you do, darling." “Well, perhaps I did say some- thing of the sort, but I didn't really mean it, I was only pulling yourleg.ButifIdRiIguessIwas

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“Well, if I were you have a bath. and you'd take me round to the restau- rant for a sandwich. I couldn't this mess until I've had something to eat."

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ugh you two never limuh- ~ ed out," she said. "I imagined you were the absolute borne birds." Bill coughed.

"'I‘o tell you the truth, Betty,” he said, “I made rather a mess of _ ‘__ lunch ready. You see, it's really a woman's job. I've always said that looking after an spart- ment requires quite a lot of brains audscuaeoforganisation . . . . " Natalie KI-wed. and was about to say something, when-Betty stopped her with a wink.

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THE END

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