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MARCH is. i931

HER ACTIVITTES

:DAB~E TO BE RIGHT

inis-"fm b6 right. dare w be true! Qfiiave a work that no other can

bravely. so kindly, so well, Angels will hasten the story to tell.

recommended by the Royal Insti- tute of British Architects for the King's gold medal for 1937, has been called the father o.’ town- planning in English. He laid out the first garden city of Ictchworth. the Hampstead garden subrub. and a similar milbiub near York. But these are trlfles compared with what he would do to Inndon if he had the chance. His great ambition is to decentralize the metropolis by building round it, outside a green belt,» scores of satellite towns. so that as far as possible everybody should live near his work and un- necessary travel be prevented, re- ports News of the World. sir Ray- mond is '13. He has held many ap- pointments under the ministry oi’ health, including that of chief’ tech- nical officer for building and town planning.

Dare to be right! dare to be true! The failings of others can never save you;

Stand by your conscience,

i honor. your faith,

Stand like a hero, and battle till Izawwi

YOU!‘

—Anon.

H». FAITH

Life is so fashioned that, whilst felon all sce the value and neces- sity of frying to become expert-B. yet the hours teach us that more pPCClOUS than any skill of service faith and the S-"CKING DOORS

Many times the only thing that is wrong with the door that sticks is that the hinges are loose and a tightening up of the screws in the

sLmplTity of our -Percy' C. Ainsworth.

CHARACTER What is the eswnce and the life

of chin-actor? Principle, integrity, hinges will remedy the whole independence. or, as one of our irouble.

great old writers has it. “That in- i___- ' )_v‘.‘0dl()_\'1lll\' unto virtue which DAMP GLOVES

If your hands have perspired and the kid gloves are damp, pull them of! over your hand and not by tugging at the finger tips. You are most opt to break the stitch- es and get your gloves out of shape if you use this drastic meac- ure when they are damp.

can serve lic-r wlhout a livery," - Billwvr.

.CLFT.»\\'I\“" TIIE HEATER

one hou .vii‘c- (‘it-Killw‘ tho co‘ls N112?!‘ KRIS hut “IHPF heater with a hrilEIL such as >11!‘ uses to clean thefiiiibyls milk bottle

$11153 iillllléllS (he brush and goesi’ orcfjull the coils mid other parts thriinrc ll~'lli'll!}' so hard to get at.

Kjyon plnro a newspaper nnclcr ilzgjpihrr dnrhic the cleaning pro- cuss f! will catch all the dust and acrumiflntion that comes off.

FOR, TENDER LITTLE HANDS

If your child enjoys her swing in the back yard yet continually chofes her hands on the rope, slip a length of garden hose over the rope, extending from the seat. oi the swing to above the place where the child takes hold. It will be much more comfortable for the youngster.

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The corners, of a living room especially, should balance each other. No comer should be left to look empty or unfinished, each side and all the comers should be complete. insofar as is possible, and each separate group should com- i bine to form a. harmonious whole. This brings me to the worst and

MAY GAIISE 'Fl.ll.~

Beware of widespread epidemic!‘ 1 Keep your system free from poisons that lowerresietance.

Doctors agree that one of the greateot cauacs ol 'Fiu is lowered resistance caused ‘

by accumulal! fh f I um] poisons. $3.5. .‘.‘.l.'2‘é'i..'.’.‘2‘ll.'i‘€..’§‘ most commit “"11. l“ m“ ymir ayufem free from (H050 harmful rooms: the ever-recurring cater-

Wilrifbs and poisons b taking Fruir-a-rlves fljeularly. Start ri t now too, because r".'.."n.'-.'.'.'|'ii7. i'i‘.’.§‘§.£'.¢.|' ",§§§L'L"Zi}'"'““l‘ m-m Cunuiihin physician, contnln eggalgt; of (ruin) and herbs and act to stimulate the i§Zfit‘i‘.'}"J£’.‘i§.‘.’-"t‘2'.i'.§§?§ ‘i155?!’ '° “P31?!” cleanse the intestinal tract (ffwhtrmliii wash-a nm! poisonr, tend to purily the blood of poisons and acids. Guard ugllnnr ‘ ‘Flu- (if! your wmvly o! Pruir-a-rlvesrighz i now. m-ry drug lltnhnl them. Be nu; rou get only gems no FruIt-n-tlvca".

corner arrangement. Large pieces placed across a. corner @011 the serenity and harmony of encum- me'nt, and, in small rooms, partic- ularly, waste an enormous amount of space, Pianos and chesterfields i are the most serious offenders in this respect, and it is unfortunate- because many otherwise pleasant rooms are upset this way.

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Qfiylnir Needle-art Ewen N0- 1B3 -—A cozy knit pullover is a. perennial favorite. Young daughter wili n'e_ed several bright colored ones for spring. she will wear them for sifiooi and play, and in delicate shadcs to wear with her best pastel skirt. \W have chosen the aboye design for its simplicity and practicability. It ifinitted throughout in plain stocking stitch with ribbing to hold it 511118 iiincok, wrists and waist. It has a little hunky Pofiet to add to its pifiularity with the wearer, and is quickly made. This 1110691 i8 011111111? pflctical for a small boy. As a brother and sister garment, it is most appealing. The pattern is available in sizes 2, 4, 6. and 8 yea-r-S- Elwh rllifcrn includes a tissue pattern for blocking the garment after it is knit, cQ-to-foliow working instructions without abbreviations, assembling mat and a sample of yarn used for the original model. __~;For complete patterns and instructions for all of these cesium. 20 cents in stamps or coin Icoin preferred) to The OhIIIOIWt/OWII

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By WILLIAM J. MAKIN

(Continued)

Dawn, like the greying face of I. dead man was streaking the horizon The sound of waterfalls and rippi- ing streams came to their ears.

1 Their progress was slow but sure. Then, through a grey mist, broke the sun. It revealed the dark, sloping masses of the hills. A fresh breeze whipped their laces. A sheepdog rushed from a field and followed them in a mad scamper. barking lustlly.

At seven o'clock Peter pointed to a jagged peak lost in a cloud.

"Snowden!" he said quietly.

"'I'hank God!" said Jill, fervently.

“Lorlummic- S0 that's Snow- don!" chuckled Alf.

Thirty minutes later they drew up alongside the Pen-y-pass inn.

III

Inside the inn, the morning's work had already begun. A maid was laying one big table for break- fast. Cows were being milked and the proprietor, in shirtdeevcs, was busily superintendlng. ~

He greeted the strange trio who had arrived in a London taxi warmly. In this mountain inn. used chiefly by climbers, he was used to all types of queer people.

“Mister Bretherton!" he remark- ed. in response to Jill's anxious in- quiry. “No, he hasn't come back, whatever! He said he would be in for breakfast at five o'clock, indeed he did. And it i= now seven, look you, and he is still on the moun- tain.”

Jill gazed round the little entr- ance hall. It was familiar to her. What she did see, for the first time, was the mountain stretcher, kept there in readiness for acci- dent;- The glimpse of that stretcher increased her fears.

“If he's on the mountain, he will still be in the quarry," rhe said, de- cisively. "I'll go and look for hint."

“It's not an easy climb for a young leddy, indred it isn't,“ iicirii- ed the lnnkeeper, in his sing-song Welsh accent.

‘I'll go with her," declared Peter. He turned to Alf, who 5"(’!T!Pd swollen out of all proportion in his mass of ovcrcont . . some breakfat, Alf. We may be driving back to Oxford u giilll, somi."

Lorlumme!" groaned the taxi- driver. ‘I never knew this was such a big island until I began driving you about. You're not thinking of igoing to Scotland termorrcr by any chance?"

and eggs lured him towards the dining-room. Peter prepared to set off along a path leading up the mountains.

‘Maybe if you see Mister Brother- ton you'll give him this telegram? said the lnnkcepcr- It arrived a

few moments ago, indeed it did

I will, nodded Peter, and slipped the filnvy orange mlssive into his pocket.

Jill wns already heading towards the path. Peter scrambled after her. Her eyes were anxious, her jaw set. She said nothing, but strode eagerly forward. "V

Twenty minutesirudge brought them to a cold, deacl-looking sheet of water. Closed 1n on all sides by

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New slu, tablets 50c. Liquld $1.00 8r $1.35.

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The appctizing smell of bacon 3 were 50°71 mm and 81101118- T110

. . . Busy as they are with their thrivin g snow grime, the qulntu the staff at the Caliander nursery. At left lg M: atrucflon in French. In the peaked snow helmet Is Miss Molfie O'S'rau glrm-rgy of Norm B",

quarters h rather hectic, with Cecil, Mule Annette, Yvonne and Emilie, left to right,

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i116 M18110. its smface was un- ruffled by the wind. It mirrored the peak of Snowdon, now stark against the sky. Peter had a grim vision of what that mountain lake must have looked like beneath the full moon.

He struzkled on after Jill

mares the old quarry! suddenly pointed Jill. It's not been used for

many years. That; where John has his laboratory.

Let's give him a shout. suggested Peter.

He straddled his legs. cupped his hands against his mouth and shouted.

Hey! Bretherton! Hallo, there! - . . . hallo, there! echoed the stone clfls.

Brethertoril thAre lyou there?

-You ere winged b k the echo. ac

The sound died away. A deep silence, broken only by the lonely cry of a piovcr, enfolded them. Jill W“ trembling violently, and “Fflmblihk like one p- ssed to- wards the stone building that was the disused quarry. She disappe- ared within the walls.

Desperately. Peter panted after her. He topped the last slope and stumbled, breathlessly through 9, gaping hole. A strange scene was revealed. Llttering the grglmd were the 51715-91911 Pieces of a tele- MODQ- Glass and metal had been mound as though by a giant's heel. IKYUCKSBCK. Tipped Open violently, with torn pieces fluttering in the breeze. an old cap and a smashed storm-lantern completed the wreck- age And on a lump o: stone 55L Jill, weeping.

He's dPad! she cried. I know he's dead. We've come too late.

There was no sign of Brother-ton himself. Peter went about among the smashed astronomical instru- 1110118. Peeking some clue. Suddenly lie stood still. His eyes had seen Soméfihlllk» Jill also was staring horrified at the same spot, Blood, still wet. was staining one of the white stones.

swiftly. Peter turned Ices thgn a yard away was anotherbloodstaln. It led through the broken walls and towards the face of the moun- tam. He began to follow it. Jill was close at his side.

Soon. they were climbing. Not an easy path. It seemed strange that a wounded, bleeding man should be climbing upwards 1115mm; of downwards. Peter's city shoc-s

P116111“ ercv bluish my dust of slwwdvh was covering them. With ii heel of her shoe torn away, Jill climbed after him.

He emerged on to a ledge. His face was grim, and streaked with sweat. So far, the trail had been cosy. But now the bloodstains were absent. He cast about, vainly, for the scent. He edged along the ledge. conscious that there was a sickening drop of over 100 feet there. The ledge fell away in a sheer cliff.

He Went asfar as he could. A 111186 boulder barred his progress. He stared upwards. A cliff, a!- mcst unclimable, towered above him. Below the ledge, the cliff tumbled with a mass of boulders to a ravine.

"Bremen-mu! Are you there? he yelled, middenly. " . you there! came back

that dreadful echo.

Jill joined her voice to his.

"John! John!

Baffled, Peter stared about him. His gum went downwards. It

"‘ the. tsomething was flutt- ering there, in the ravin beneath. He looked again. There was some- thing fluttering.

“DOM. move! he commanded to Jill. I,m going to climb down into that ravine. You must stay here.

"Please be careful, Peter! she sobbed.

l-lc began the descent, cautiously. Shale crumbled and slid away be- neath his broken shoes. He clung desperately to tufts of grass, found

Snow Shoveling Quin

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wit’. CHOICE

"Dad," wrote the sweet girl, ‘-‘I have become infatuated with calls-

ca.

“Well, daughter," replied the fond father. “If your heart's set on him I haven't a. word to say, but I al- ways did hope you‘d marry a Can- adian."

Bi1J—“I'm learning to fly. Grand- ma. Pretty soon I can take you to the city in an airplane.”

Grandmother -— "You will m“ When I want to go to the city. I'll g0 in an automobile —the way Providence intended me to so."

an occasional foothold. and lowered himself slowly. It was a. hair- raising" descent, and took him ten minutes. Eyes glazed with sweat, he looked about him.

A fluttering silk scarf was less than ten yards away. He stumbled towards it. Then he stopped, horri- fied. Lying there, head brutally battered, was the tiead body of John Bretherton. The eyes were wide open in a gastly stare. A trickle of blood had dried against his mouth. He had the appearance o! a. man who has fallen sheer in a. desperate climb. The body was doubled, as though it had crashed against those boulders. Peter stood there, helpless, by the side of his dead friend.

"Peter! . . . . Peter!

Jill was calling to him. He looked up. She was’ lying prone on the ledge, staring downwards into the ravin. But she could see nothing. The emotion of the man who knows that his loved one was going to be rhattered by this news overwhelmed

m.

I'm coming back to you, Jill! he sobbed-

Swittly, recklessly, he began the climb out of the ravin . . .

The next half hour was a terrible one for Peter Allister. He never forgot the expression on Jill's face as he told her, haltingly, of the dread- ful find in the raven. Yet she neither sobbed nor cried. Only her features set in a hard, cruel fashion.

“He seems to have fallen, climb- lng!’ he muttered.

“He wa". killcd . . murdered by the moon maniac!’ she almost shouted-

He tried to sooth her. She dis- dained his help, and began to stride back along the path that led to the quarry. As they came near those white walls with the smashed in- struments within, ‘she collapsed. weeping, against Peter.

"My poor . . .brother!' she sobbed. Peter gently lifted her in his arms, and began to

carry her towards the inn. They were seen from the distance. The inkeeper and Alf hurried to meet them. Briefly, Peter told them the news. The inkeeper hurried away to telephone the police. Alf, with Peter's help carried Jill back to the inn. They placed her on a bed- The innkeepers wife, a motherly soul, busied herself over the weep- ing girl. Peter walked into the lounge, and watched silently a group of men taking the stretcher out of the corner. He felt sick, and ill. He sat down as the wave of nausea assaulted him. ‘ (To be Continued)

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SAUSAGE MEAT.

We take about 24 pounds 01 P°Yk (this includes the trimmings 01 hams, some side pieces and neck pieces) to the butcher and have mm grind it for us. We bu)’ 1° pounds of lean beef, which he adds to this. along with a. lame 10111 0! bread. He adds salt. P9171191‘ 5nd sage and. savory to taste. The cost of having this done is very little and one has a. winter's 51111015! °f sausage meat. We Pflflk it 11W“? 1" pans and form into rolls. We can just slice it down and fry 11'- ln fit We run hot fat over each tihful W ensure keeping and store in a cold

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plots find time to introduce the two new nurlu who have been added to expert h child educations who will continue the qulm‘ in- new rdlel nuncflrheir Inltltltlon ltqulntnplct gleefully plying their Qliovol;

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lWomank A Realm -:- Social n and Personal '-:- Fashions -:- Litei"a'ture 77w HOUSEIVIFE and THE SILVER‘ ASSASSEN “siféil. ‘Dorothy

Whena Husband Has Knowledge of Domes-

tic Science, He and His Wife Have a ' ' Common Subject for Many Interest- ' ing Discussions

A ocyoimgmenwhoaropreparingio get marrieéhovqq;

F0111! rolled in a. Domstio Science class and are taking lessons

men causes to remark that they are evident! getting read w awwmanytbbklrlewhoaupfifillfliglfltcbebilsiixel executives and bank presidents.

Weibwbynotinbothcaseailtmmatom thatitisnotonlyagoodmeoa. onary for husbands and wives to be a-be to step into each others shoes and “If? 011 when necessary, but also that the more they know of each other! work and worries and trials and tribulations, the more sympathy and understanding they will have foreach otherandtheclosertticy wiilbedravm Also, width both sexes trained to he

we mall be saved from any of those harrowing scenes that occur on the mil-id's day ofl, and ths ' worse tragedies that take place when a purely dom. estic woman is called upon suddenly to go out into the world and can 1 living for hersei! and her children. ' '

Certainly we can but commend the prudence and forethought of any man who safeguards his digestion by learning how to cook before h; leads the angel of his dreams to the altar. It is the only way he ca; protect his stomach and save his palate, for the modem girl who goes from the schoolroom to au ofllce is generally as ignorant of every dew] of the culinary art as she is of any other prehistoric culture, and is m more capable of conjuring a good dinner out 0f a Gas range than she b of pulling live rabbits out of her hat.

How many tears and even divorces would be saved it the YOImg hus- band instead of reproaching his bride with her leathery steaks armorplate biscuit and telling her how his mother used to cook co say: “There, there, darling, Just let George do it,” and slip inm the kitchen and in a Jlfly prepare a Lucuilian feast!

What a comfort a husband would be who could pinch-hit around the house in times of stress mstead oi’ being Just one more liability, one hard. 1y dares contemplate. Think of a husband who could bathe a baby scientifically instead of washing it like a setter pup! Think of a hirs- band whose idea of cleaning up a room wasn't to sweep all the ciao-rota stubsinaoomerandchudrallthen underthabedortha sofa! 'I‘hink of a husband who, if one was late in getting home from the bridge game or the movie, would have the dinner simmering on the stove instead 0d raging up and down the room thinking up mean things to say to his poor wife who didn't know it was so late. and she couldn't break up the game, could she? And, anyway. he is a mean-ts to 1168111130 her a little pleasure when goodness knows she is tied Qrwn at home like asiavewith the babiu. Aridsoforthandsomriib.