I

surrender, probably liking you in

line Mavory. All the actress that was Jean's mother came out in her now, called up from some hidden Iount of inherited knowledge i0 meet the imperative nced of the moment.

accompanied Burke to the kitchen premises and asisted him in the p preparation of their supper, would have imagined that she was acting her part in any other capacity than that of willing playmate. she was ywiseinough not to exhibit any de- Iiro to. leave hm alone during the process of carrying the requisites for jhe meal from the kitchen into [he living-room. She had noticed the sudden mflstrust in his watchful eyes and the way in which he had Instantly followed her when, at the ioinmencement of the DFOCiPBdInBB. an; had unthinklngly started off blown the passage from the kitchen, oarrylng a small tray of table Iii- gust. “You've forgotten the sugar!" lvor in her hand, and thereafter she refrained from _givin8 him the sugar-basin out of sight when he

\

- He’s a

'DIl\lW

in the making!

How carefully you safe- guard his food, his rest, his play — for you want him to grow up the healthiest boy in the land. Of course, you worry when he doesn't want b eat.

And that's why we are re~ minding you of Kellogg's Rice Krispies. Delicious, toasted rice bubbles that actually crackle in milk or cream and simply fascinate youngsters.

Kellogg's Rice Krispies Arc one of the best of cereals for children. Nourishing. Yet so easy to digest. Fine for any meal.

Always oven-fresh. Made by Kellogg in London, On- tario. Quality guaranteed,

_\>

\‘___

z ~' ' i ~ i.

A print in a say dot design is chosen by this smart little Junior, because Paris says, "it's smart to | have spots this season."

You'll find it such an inexpensive little dress to make,

The original was a most attractive rayon crepe that tubs so beautifully. The background was marine blue with navy blue and orangy-red spots. The cute neck bow and belt r pasted the orangy-red shade. Style No. 377 is designed for sizes 8, 10, l2 and l4 years.

Linen, batiste, pique, crepe de

. For The Cook’

Cftniaiu a-ua-a- riacm! (Chou: Pastry)

One-half cup water, one-quarter lup fresh butter, one-half cup flour, Ipeck salt, two eggs. Place water find. butter in double boiler, and let ‘come to boil. ‘While boiling add the flour, Ill at once, and beat hard. Cook mixture until it separates from fem aide; of the pan, then remove from the nre, and add the unbeaten Eggs, one at a time. with a pastry ‘tube, drop the mixture on a greased ‘ baking sheet, and bake in a hot i

‘ The House o lireams-Gome-True

By Margaret Pcdler

(Continued)

He flashed a keen glance at her lace as the sudden lampllght dis- pelled the shadows of the room. But there was noth'ng in it to con- tradict _ the insouciance oi’ her bpeecir. Her cheeks were a. little Iiuahed. and her eyes very bright. but her smile was quite natural and unforced. Burke reflected that wo- Inen were queer, unfathomable creatures. They would fight you to fihe last dltch—and then suddenly

ideally suited to this model. Size l0 requires 21.6 yards 35-inch.

oven for about thirty-live or forty minutes. Be sure to bake them until they are thoroughly cooked, or

ped cream, sweetened and flavored,

slightest ground for suspicion, To- gether they cooked the chops, to- gether laid the table. and finally sat down to share the lppetising results of their united efforts. Throughout the little meal Jean preserved an attitude of detached friendliness, laughing at any email joke that cropped up in the course of conversation and responding gaily enough to Burke's efforts to entertain her. Now and a- gain, as though unconsciou- ly, she would fall into a. brief reverie, apparently preoccupied with the choice that lay before her, and at these-moments Burke would refrain from distracting he!‘ Bi these moments Burke would refrain from distracting her attention, but would watch intently with those burning eyes of his the charming face and sensitive mouth touched to a sudde new sefousness that appealed. .

By the time the meal had drawn to an em‘; hi: earlier suspicbns had lulled into tranquillity, and over the making of thecoffee he be- came once more the big, overgrown schoolboy and jolly comrade of his less tempestuous moments. It al- most seemedas though, to please her, to atone in a. measure for the mental suffering he had thrust on

secret all the better for havzng mastered them. 4

I-felhad forgotten that he was dealing with a daughter of Jacdue-

No one. watching Jean as she

mat thelFas/iionabhzs are Whoa

By iinnabells Worthington

chine and woolen type cottons are ,

they will be soft. Cool them, then in the foundry dropped on his chest open at the top, and fill with whip- en‘ killed him.

or any other filling you may desire. ed, for he always had a wake chest.

"ma: CtiARl..U'l'i‘h'l'UWN GUARDIAN"

Be sure to fill in the size of the lpattern.

Price of Pattern l5 cents in stamps or coin (coin is preferred.) Wrap coin carefully.

N0. 377. Size ..-.--..»...........

Name

Street Address

eases-ssslilloollllbllilllsena-aces.

City State

Nervous Indigestion

hobbled for Years, Mrs. John Machon Thanks Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Permanent Relief

"For m a n y

SOON UAW years I had A GREAT been troubled CHANGE w i t h indig-

estion and my

nerves," writes Mrs. John Machon, Calumet, Que. "I suffered con- stantLv. 1 tried many remedies, but without gaining any relief. I was unable to get any rest. I got a box of Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills to give them a. trial. I soon saw a great change. Now I can go to bed and have a good night's rest, and am able to do a day's work with any one. All I have to thank for it is Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. I would not be without them in the house.”

Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are rc- markably effective in cases like the above. because they create new rich blood which supplies to the nerves the very elements they need. Flqually effective for all run-down and anaemic conditions. Try them. At your dniggists. 50c a package.

i

ring u... "~33" a i?“ Dor th Dix i» “~4- Illustrated Dressmaking Lesson Furnished With > T z o y 1,,“ i. gm“. Every Pattern - “m” w , ‘

the crime of lending trouble?

fish to

others.

death and destruction generally.

many things go wrong.

A MorningSmile

Brady-Did you hear abouTpoor I Hannery?

Ofirady-Not a word.

Brady-The big stame-nammer

Ofirady-Weii, I'm not surpris-

was collecting the necessary coffee paraphernalia on a tray, the over- sight was. not surprising.

It was a simple little ruse, its very simplicity its passport to success. The naturalness of fir-Jean's small, screwed-up face of d'sgust and the hasty way in wh’ch she set her cup down after tasting its contents- might have thrown the most sus- picious of mortals momentarily off his guard.

“Bi Jove, so I have!" instinctive- iy Burke sprang up to rectify the omissi . "I never take it myself, so I forgot all about it. I'll get you some in a second."

He was gone, and before he was half-way down the passage leading

ly and swiftly as a. shadow, was at the doors of the long French win- dow, her fingers fumbling for the catch.

A draught of cold, mist-laden air rushed into the room, while a. slen- der form stood poised for a brief instant on the threshold, silhouetted against the white curtain of the fog. Then followed a hurried rush of flying footsteps. a fitting shadow cleaving the thick pail of vapour, and a moment later the wreaths of pearly mist came filtering unhind- ered into an empty room.

her, he was endeavouring to keep the vehement lover in the back- ground and show her only that side of himself which would serve to re- assure her.

"I rather fancy myself at coffee- making," he told her. as he dextef- ously manipulated the little coffee

brimming cups-"tasie that, and then tell me if it isn't the best cup of cuffee you ever met."

feet dnklng into the sodden earth g as she fled across the wet grass. She had no idea where the gate might be, but sped desperately on- wards till she rushed full tilt into the bank of mud and stones which maclfne, ‘There "-—poui'ing out two fenced the bungalow agirnst moor. The sudden impact nearly knocked all the breath out of her

body, but she dared not pause, She Jenn sipped it obedientlv. then trusted that his search ici-

Blindly Jean plunged through the dense mist that hung outside, her

the

the

fuade a wry facc. “Ouch " she ejaculated in dis-

iis she had herself slipped the

l-lad ECZQIIII

B URDjCYCK a i

. M .L Ward] ,8 ' wrigw-"fhor a lira p“: i]? one" p wbitthnecaanaaiovermybod

hidden Burke long enough to give her a few minutes’ start, bi". she knew very wcll that he might chance upon it at any moment, and then, discovering her flight, pursuit.

A" ovar "er hands and feet, slipping, sliding,

bruised by sharpangled stones and

growth of gorse, she scrambled over

sugar-basin might delayqo

001110 ill

Clawing wildiy at the bank with

ricked by some unseen bushy

come in contact.

All of us have

joyous, and at whose approach our tem subnormal. For well we know we are about to haveit impressed upon us that all is not well with this best of good oidworlds, but that every single solitary thing in it is wrong, and thatwe are hurtling to the. demnition bow-wows as fast as we can go.

If they do, they never speak of it. versations are floods and storms and breaking banks and scandals and divorces and wild children who have broken their parents‘ hearts and

Let's Quit Being Trouble-Lenders! The Chief Thing That is the Matter With Us Today is That We Have Infected One An- other With the Depression and We Are Suffering From An Acute Attack of Pessimism

We are all aware of the folly of borrowing trouble, but what about

Yet this is the favorite indoor sport of a large number of people, and it is a form of diversion to which women are particularly addicted. They can't belt t4; keep their misfortunes to themselves. bound to pass them along to all with whom they They would feel actually sel- onopolize any gloom by themselves. They are that open-handed when it comes to scattering seeds of sadness that they have to divide them with

among our families and friends and acquaintances these human wet blankets who can take the starch out of the most optimistic and

pmtures sink from (overheat to

Whether these harbingers of woe are never warmed by any sun- shine; whether they never sec any act of kindness or generosity done; whether they never sec husbands and wives who love each other or any peaceful and happy family life; whether the or observe any innocent fun, we do not know. -

y never hear any laughter

The sole topicsiof their con-

You can be as chipper as a sand boy when one of' these trouble- leaders comes in, but before she leaves she has punctured every one of your little pink balloons and they have

gone as flat as pancakes and you wonder what you ever found to be ch

6811111 flbilllt ll I. WOIlG-WDOIO B0

But you can't help resenting having your pleasant hour spoiled for

no reason except that a troubie-disseminator enjoys playing her doleful

trade.

You can't. run the weather. You have no panacea ifor depression. You can't stop Jones from drinking nor keep we. Smith from making

a fool of herself and wrecking her home by

cant’ keep young people from sp home at a proper hour. Heaven knows you have enough th

her silly flirtatious. You

ig and petting or make them come So what's the use in worrying you about them? ings to bother about yourself without taking on the griefa of your neighbors.

0f course, there are some men and a multitude of women, who are

They I-re lust

‘h/evaifimr ltiiggiil. li!iiiili;a;.i;... lliiis~.lu-iv";irstiisiigg 5w is.

FtJanir-~...'isiii~a-

Ifvil \|‘1' iilxll! innrh iwrxli-i"

1h. Pll’!!! (I 1.71104 IilIl/-i"\. i.

For dean, dishes with less work- " lryfheNew Oxydol vrllhits50% moraluds ~. -rlch, hating suds that out grease cleanly . and yet are kind to hands. Oxydol novel‘ iii balls. up, leaves no scum. I036!!! WI?"-

really never so nappy as when they are utterly miserable. Thoyget a one they love dies they feast, so to speak, on the funeral baked. Incite

it. They are forever yanking it out of its grave and holding post- mortems over it. As the Indians say, "Their bread is sorrow and their drink is tears." - ~ i ; Of course, those who have secret sorrows th t thcyjeil to us by the hour, say that it helps them to talk over their grief with others, hut-in this they are mistaken. Every time, they discuss a grief they turn the knife in the wound and it bleeds afresh. Every time a woman talks over her grievances against her husband they grow in size and become more unforgivable. Every time she poses as adomestio martyr she presses the crown of thorns a little deeper into her forehead.

Silence is the mother of forgetfulness, and memory dulis the pain of the heartaches of which we never speak. And what dignity and strength they have who bear their burdens alone without shunting them onto other shoulders! '

Naturally those who get a kick out of shutting their souls up lathe dark places and refusing to come out into the light, have a perfect right to take their pleasure as they find it. Let them salt themselves down in brine if they so desire. Let them weep and lament and beat upon their breasts as much as they please, but in common fairness to the bal- ance of us, let them conduct their orgies of woe in private. '

Let them be segregated from the balanceof us lust-as they would if they had any other communicable disease. re: depression is as catching as the measles and none of us is immune to it. Bopeiesmeu and despair are contagious, and the chief thing that is the matter with in right now is that we have all mesa cvei- the depression and um infected each other until we have the most acute attack-of pessimism this country has ever known.

Let's stop it. Let's quit being trouble-lenders. Let's make a. rock- bottom resolve not to pass on another hard-luck story or talk about our own private worries and, my word for it, you will seething: begin-to

brighten and the Gloomy Gus-sea taking to cover.

A wise man once said: goes double for trouble.

"Neither a. borrower nor a lender be." ~ That DOROTHY DIX. .

queer, morbid, sadistic pleasure in dwellingon their sorrows. 1f lomo ' ‘

the balance of their lives. They never bury a grief and have done with .

‘ Kiiiiil bill/S .3 i‘ liVsitiiiik

wn0Lm

.i‘l v. IVHPI! ll

ll ‘d “(DR ll

\(b \|'

soums

mexlondyke Lumber Mills, n; opened for the season this week anii by the quantity of ,lumber in their yudawe predict I W5! season for industry in our town.

Mrs. J. Mars of British Columbia am ‘sour-is visiting at the home of her-parents, Mr. and Mrs. A, E, clerks. Her many friends are pleas- ed to welcome her back to our town after an absence of a number of Y8!!!-

“ Miss Inttic Gilliam, has returned to her homs after having spent the winter months in Halifax. N. S.

chmlottetown motorists to sour- is and and the eastern end of the Island this week included Mr. G. l". Proffitt.

To date the lobster catch which had been landed at Souris Factory has been very good and in some im stances the fishermen have had better luck than they have had fol the past few years.

(continued on Page 5)

Man's. Heart Stopped By Bad Stomach Gas

W. L. Adams bloated so with gas after meals that his heart missed beats. Adlcflka brought out all gas and now he eats anythins and Mil fins. Hughes Drug 0a.. Ltd-

oniy by the sucking sound of the oozy turf as it pulled at her feet, clogging to the kitchen. Jean. moving silent- spikes of gorse stabbed at her ank- les as she trod it underfoot, and now from his all-day conference the permeating moisture in the air soaked swiftly through her skin summer frock till it clung about her like a winding-sheet.

hing gasps of stress and terror; her heart pounded in her breast; her limbs, impeded by her clinging Skirt-i. felt as though they were Weighed down with lead.

at hand in the misleading fog which plays odd tricks with sound as well as sight, she heard Burke's voice cursing as he ran.

led, and lurchcd forward in a vein effort to regain her balance. Then it seemed as though the ground were suddenly cut from under her feet, and she fell. . . down, down through the mist, with a shattering of crumbling earth and rubble, and lay, at last, a crumbled, unconscious heap in the deep-cut track that linked the moor roiid to the bunga-

heard him pause u, listen for her into the heart of the fin. watching whereabouts. Then he shouted a- the rgstlggg 1cm o; the 11m“ “d gain. "Come back! You'll kill your- the little scattered handfuls of scifi Jean! Jean! . . . ." sparks, like golden star dust, toss-

But she made no answer. Dis— ed upwards iiitb the dark hollow of traught by fear lest he should over- the ¢nlmney by the plum;- 1°‘; take her, she raced recklessly ahead ‘The "warm and sunny gouflfL-gt into the fog, headless of the face least, that part of it within a twelve that she couidnot see c. yard in mile radius of Dartmoor-la quite front of her—even glad of it know- capable of designation, particularly ing that the mist hung like a slueid towards the latter end of slimmer, ing. curtain betwix her and her and there was a raw dampneagin pursuer. the atmosphere this evening which

The Strflnize silence of the mist- made welcome company of a fire. laden atmosphere hemmed her It seemed a little lonely without round the silence of a tomb, broken Jean's cheery presence and Lady Anne conscious of a craving for human oompanionslfp, glanced impatiently at the clock. Blaine ‘should surely have returned by

her steps. Lance-sharp '

with the estate agent, (T0 Be Continued)

__- '

SPRINGFIELD.

Mrs. A. B. Cutclifi.’ and her little son, Snclair, Hunter River have returned after visiting in‘ Bum- merfleld the guest of her mother. Mrs. J. E. Sinciaire.

Her breath was COmlng in sob-

Then, all at once, seeming close

The many friends of Mr. Craw- ford sinclair, summer-field, are With the instinct of a haunted Sony to hear oi’ 11's 111ml-

hing she swerved sharply, stumb- -

Friends of Mr. Thomas Power, south Freetown, regret to hear of his serious illness.

a recent visitor to the capital.

Mrs.

Arthur Carbine. Chester

w_ with friends and relatives on the cnanm xxvnr Blemi- TIIEY WHO WAITED

-__.

school house on April 26th at 8 o'clock, with the president, Muriel Haslam, in the chair. 'I'ho

Ode, and Roll Cali was responded

meeting were read and adopted. ~ Mrs. M. T. Lambs gave a satisfac- tory report for the School visiting Committee. A bill of B5 cents for fruit for s‘ck was presented and ordered to be paid. thanks for flowers from Mrs. Hyatt Haslam was read, also letters from the Red Cross society and from the Dept. of Fisheries. Questlonnaries from the Dept. of Agriculture were distributed among Mrs. John E. Sinclair and Mrs. Archibald K. MacGregor were ap- pointed to collect for the annual nod Cmas Collection. A "son" con- test was put on by Mrs. Robert Howard and the prize was won by Mrs. J‘. B. McKay and Mrs, Ernest Haslam. The next meeting will be ML E E. Murphy, menu w“ held in the school house and roll call will be answered with Mother's Names" "Mother's of the Bible" Basin. Nova Soot-is. has returned Mother", The 91mm"? ‘l! l‘ 5°h°°1 after spending a couple of months “'5'” w“ 4mm“ "d i5 W" left with the teacher to buy seeds. Th9 111ml"! closed by the singing of the National Anthem,