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The Gothic period, approximately from 1100 to 1500, showed q great development in the arts oi’ stained glass window making and of tap- ‘eetry weaving. The earliest stained glass was of the type known as mosaic glass, made up of small pieces which were held together by Fianna of leading. The leading at act played an important part in _ design of the window but as the an progressed and the size of the

lass used became larger the lead- - itself eventually served a struc. hrral purpose only. The stained _‘ v windows of the sainte Chap- , e are simply marvellous. They {N6 0f the thirteenth century and Jepresent the story of the Bible, Tone entire wall picturesthe story M the Old Testament and the op- posite wall tells the story of the New Testament, in the lovliest col- ours imaginable. The end wall has what is called the flaming heart window. The whole chapel is of ex- quisite beauty. The old art of mak- ing stained glass was soon after- waids lost and it has never since been equalled.

' The art of tapestry weaving was brought from the East at the time _.of the Crusades. Its manufacture f centred in the city oi’ Arras, France, Iwhioh ‘maintained its supremacy tduring the whole of the fifteenth ~.century. Then Flanders and the ,Nerthlands became the great cen- tres of weaving.

In Bigland, in particular, Gothic art gave way very slowly to the arts of the‘ Renaissance. The reigns of Henry, VIII and Elizabeth marked the period of transition, and the picturesque forms of architecture resulting from this inter-mixture of ‘(iothio and Renaissance art, charm ‘us especially in the Elizabethan Lbulldings with the irregular, ramb- lling, rooms, half timber construc- tion and oak panelling often orna- mented with Gothic lineri fold dec- oration and classic pilasters.

i Never before or since the Eliza- jbsthan period has there been such -.an outburst of singing. Lyrics were Bcmposed and songs heard every- ‘where. They were introduced into dramas, comedies. prose romances. e-lnd on all possible occasions. i» “The Paradise of Devices." "The 3601180115 Gallery oi’ Gallant Inven- i lions," "A Handful of Pleasant De- lights," and "England's Helicon" ‘were the euphoriius and descrip- f-tim titles of some of the anthol- vogies ‘of lyrics published at that ‘time. Several contained the musio as well as the words.

Thel style of many of the lyrics tended‘ to artiiictality but there l, were some, of great beauty, which

truly - expressed the Elizabethan temperament.

Song writers were very numer- ous during that period. Shakespeam was outstanding, as were also, Lyly, Marlowe, Sir Walter Raleigh, 1404150. Compton, Donne and Ben Jonson whose unexcelled lyric ‘To Celia", beginning “Drink to me only with thine eyes," is well known and lov- ed today.

The music of the Tudor period in England, and the music of France and Italy of the some time is now being revived and is coming mom and more to the fore. A recent con- cert in Toronto composed entirely of Madrigals, the secular songs; and Motels. the songs of the church, of the fifteenth and sixteenth centur- ies has been pronounced. a sheer delight by a musical critic.

GREENVALE SCHOOL Honor Roll for end of half-year. January. Grade IX—- Velma Martin; Nor- ma. Paul. ‘ Grade VII-l Alvin MacRae, 2 Trevlyn Spence, 3 Lloyd Matthews. Grade vI-l Arnold Martin, 2 ‘Eric Whitlock. Grade V-1 Helen Brown, a Jean Martin. 8 Mildred Spence. Grade IV—-i Reggie Mamas, 2 Inuis Martin (equal) 2 Ellie Paul, 3 Gladys ‘Paul. Grade ILI—Ethel Moore, 2 Lillian Matthews, Alice Wonnacctt. Grade I Sr.—i Marie Martin, Lois Paul. 2 Florence Bertram. Grade I Jr.--1 Marion Matthews. E. H. Malcfi/fillan, Tleacher

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Honor Roll for the month of January. "

Grade IX-l Joyce MsdLaren, 5i Rena MacLaren.

Grade VII-l Gladys MacLai-en.

Grade VI-l Catherine MacLaren.

Grade V—1 Elliot MacLeren.

Grade TV-l Alice Simmons, 9 SInley Maclaren. ' Grade II-i Olga MaeLaren.

Ethel MacKenzie (equal), 2 Anna MadLaren, 3 Rose MacLai-en. Grade llI Sr.—l Douglas MM Larch. 2 Willem MacLaren. Grade If Jr.—1 Arthur Mao Kenzie, James Hayden (equal) Grade I-1 Boyd MocLaren, 2 ‘rhellma Hayden, Kenneth Mao Laien. Marjorie I. Webster, Teacher

MAPLE PLAINS SCHOOL Honor roll of Maple Plains School. Grade IX-d Ambrose MoCarville. Gradve VIII—1 Olga Walsh, 2

Louise Cairns, 3 Doris Kelly. Grade VII-i George Murphy. Grady: VI-l Alfred Kelly, 2 Inyz

Walsh (Myrtle Murphy absent). Grade IV-l Lester Walsh. Grade III-i Leo McCar-ville. Grade I'I-1 Preston Murphy. Grade ‘f (Sr.) 1 Marlon McCar-

ville. 2 Elsie Walsh, (Nora Murphy absent). ' Grade tJr.) 1 Leo Murphy. 2

Edna Mufnhy.

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Colin Gray and his guide were pushing forward rapidly. Two days after the terrible experience on the shale slope, they reached the WP ofthelestpesstbeywquldhavetn eras.

By good fortune, the Iiepche had with him a good supply of tsambe meal, which, mixed with chopped wild onions had been their sole food. Twice they had erased snow passes well over twenty thousand feet in altitude-on one occasion. in a. blinding snow blizzard. Never had Gray experienced such cold.

The sound of the licpcha cough- ing woke Gray from a. deep sleep.

Raising himself upon an elbow. he looked at the sun. It was about ten o'clock, he judged,

Th- little Lepcha looked up from a fire he was blowing upon and, mingled respectful salutaticn with a friendly grin. But he knew that no lama likes to be spoken to be- fore he had said his morning prayers, so he said nothing . . . .

Walking sedately a short dis- tance, Gray lifted his right arm and intoned the Lamaic prayer to the stun,

“It has arisen! . . .0ml . . . Tlic Glorious One has arisen i . ..

Om! . . . . . The goddess Mariel has arisen . . . . .Om lfaricinam Svalia. . . . . ."

Always when he uttered the words, of that centuries-old hymn of praise, there crept ‘into his heart a realization of the beauty and reasonableness of the old belief of the benign godhead of the Sun.

The Inpcha came towards him.

“Hlampo is over there, Rim- pochel" he said, pointing a brolwn hand towards the farther end of the tableland that formed the top of the pass.

“It is well." answered Gray in the idiom. "’I‘he Abbott Samdad Chiemba shall reward you for the

good services you have rendered me!"

"I need no reward. Rimpochei Thou art a man and one worth

sewing! . . .

holy Abbot well?" “He and I are good friends."

replied Gray. “He, ico, is ‘a man

Knowest thou the

. cl , . THE ciiaanorraiowlv GUARDIAN

statue of the Buddha in the world. noubtlees it was noted behind that curtain. radtettlll that strange peacefulnele and patient but aloof acceptance of the jneviiaiie which

lo mysteriously, every of the Buddhist l’ Blessed

"Under the Lake of tbereecock‘: Tail, Rirnpoohe. sleeps a god whose name is The Encompass!" said tirte Icpcbn. "I-Iehas the body of a serpent, and is so big that, were be toboldhistailinhismnirth, he could lie coiled about the va-ileyi It is zald that ,oiie day, he will awake and devour all the women in Tibet!"

This mention of a woman brought-—iike a stabbing ‘pain- an instant and. intense thought of’ Piers. No aviator who had been forced down among these Jliflcd icy peaks could possibly survive. If she'd been forced down and had not been killed, she could not exist long in that foodleee waste of anon and granite.

But soneiiiing else was his mis- sion. Soon he would have all his plans plotted out, and the drive would begin. Fate had sent him Sarndad Chiemiba: and in Samdad Chiellnba his hopes now centered.

"What is the name of that lake?" he ‘questioned, Jerking his chin ‘ the direction of an lmnlanse sheet of water lying in a basin in the h" several thousand feet above the gompa.

“It is flalled The Lake of flhe Tiger-devil," answered the Lepoha. "So deep is it, that they say it has no bottom!"

'.‘Poim; out to me the road by which we descend," sold Gray, musingly.

He had been vainly looking for some sign of the continuation of tihe faint track which, like a 18.111111 coil of rope. led steeply down and was lost to sight in a maze of Titanic pimiacles and enormous boulders. .

One of the rock pinnacles, extraodinarily na/rrow for its im- mense height, shot upwards for eometlhing like fifteen hundred feet.

Observing the direction of his gaze, the Lelpche said:

“time lg called the Chimney of Hell, Eimpochel One day it will smoke, and then the valley ,to0, will be swallowed by The Encompas- seri . . The load? ‘The road passes round its base, Rimlpodle."

Gray did not hear hlim. He was watching a. series of blindingly

marks, stwtue Ono

bright flashes coming and going

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Gray sees Blinding flashes corir- lng and going.

worth sei-virlzi” - - - - -

Six thousand. feet below them lay a scene of rare and ..t7rafi¢l\li1 beauty. ‘

In the centre of the deep, oval valley, bastioned round with pine- covered fozests, lay a. lake so in- tensely blue that the blue of a slimmer sky was not deeper or more beautiful.

Never had Gray seen so many waterfalls in one place. Mechan- ically he counted them. Tlhcrepwere

thirteen of them-long, narrow, “slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn" Mingled with their dis- tanlt thunder came Samdad

Chiemba/s voice as it spoke to him that H-iEht in Waidgrave square, “Do you know that place, Chela?" hehadsaid . . . . If Grayhad not known it them he recognized it rww. He was to-day looking down into the valley depicted in that silken painting on the wall of the subterranean chamber! all; ‘“'§§".’.. °‘;3°...."",.‘°“ °’ “‘° ers e mona , thrilled him. “he” Blending some hundred of mt above the lake level and about a hundred yards distant from it, the great glompa. with its golden Chinese 1'0“ 8111111118 ill the sun , faced due East Its redpalntcd wells. pierced with innumerable windows and crossed and recroseed by a score of wide galleries, allowed that it had been buii’; to house pro- bably ten times the mimber of monks that Semded Chiemba had told him it now contained. In its Imt countylrd. on the

The great

height from which he was I0oking_

down on them as they surned themselves, made the lamas look like the Ntbeiung dwarfs in the

half-way up the snow-covered side of Mount, Chomolo.

K. 133s confederate was transmit- ting a message.

Ilumbllng desperately for a stulmP of pencil and the crumpled pro- paganda lcarflet, Gray found them just. as a small apswereing flash winked slowly from a mountain per- haps fifty miles distant

Then, as Ohomole began to speak, lxe jetted down llr Morse word-i as they were signalled.

“Am. . . prisoner . . . . 0f

. . . . .Oh.orjielff . l . T111101‘ .

.. Khan .. . resuming . . .. leadership . . . Jniionning . . . Gray . . . Gray . . . .K. .."

A few hours later, Gray and the Iepcha reached l-llampo Mbn- eatery.

The gates were locked.

In response to his knocking, the shutter of a. barred grille shot bank and the slant Byte of the» hunchback locked out at him.

Without a word, the shutter was

slammed to. and one of the hllsc

doorsopenedafewfeet . . ..

Moun the long. bricked slope and closely followed by the little Lepcha, Gray, as he neared the gompa, noticed that the lame: were staring at him, curiously, as if they had beard somelflifl! Ibtlilt hie Qgming.

Attheendofawide corridor with a wooden-seiftered roof, painted red, the hunohbaok halted fnfrontofannalldoorandllllnmd contemmuoirsly It ttie guide. Since Gray had saved his life on tbel shale c1099. the Lepcha had stick

~"He wants to wait _ retorted Grey, nettled by the open hostility of the bones.

The hunchbsck shrugged unequal shoulders“ '

"He can wait where he is el- iowedi" was the retort. "1 have no orders about him!" stuttering savagely to himself. he “inner-ed

into a dart ante-chamber

It forfllfl‘ 0140 0f which Ill - “fléridcer, and tliinguter doors

email’ u» ‘ inner ones‘. a

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W. c. T. u. Notes IS-ANCSTFVIILAIII_

. ____'/ _ Frances E. Willard mortal February I'm». .- .~

- paltry wit.

Some! ferrthe hour's Joy and Prtdb o sci: -

She vnoulzht for man-the lifting 0f the race,

To wipe the tears that stained he" aism-‘s face-

And God has given her peculiar place. '

Her voice was heard amid the din and strife.

Pleading the weaklinl’! cal-ill. claiming his life.

01 yore men sainted those who hid

the face In convent-cell. who fled the ties of race- This woman lived within the- market-place.

rarely sol Queen of all hearts is she-most - high, iiiost lowi s Not her rare knowledge, not hell honeyed _ , ' i Not he!‘ mind's. mlshflwruch. hell keen wit fluM-r . - - ' Not these, her gifts, make $111110!‘ praises sung.

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Fame comes to some tliiouglivpen of priceless art! A - ~ Hers through the pruning n! M!‘ matchless heart - . love, its

Which spent its tireless deatliless flame.

Not without sacrifice. and toil m n. ,

Yet counted all—if but" for others —gain.

She brought her woman's heart-as rare and sweet '

As Mary's spilrenardb-to thfl Savioufs feet.

Its perfume earth's lofty space

Made the world richer. llnce her dwelling-place,

Set her apart for aye, crowned by God's grace! x- —Mrs. s. R. oraliam clerk-

a BRIEF sxarcrr or ma Lin: or raancas a. WILLARD

By A. A. S. C. Frances E. Willard was a child

born in Cliurchvllle, N. Y., but she was more a. daughter of the Wild West, having spent all her most im- pressionable years in Wiecomin. $5

her father, and of which she carried a most loving memory all through her life.

brother Oliver and sister Mary h all their "good times" and learned so much from that breezy "out-of- doors" which she all her life B0 devotedly loved. Here, too, that wisest and tenderest of mother Mad-am wiuai-d. taught hvr chi! - ren wonderful lessons from Nature: joined in their games; and IXXWB all, imbued them with that wanna living love to their Heavenly Father.‘ which never left them to their last days on earth. I I I‘ I I -

It will doubtless be very consoling to some girls to iearri that Miss

the only time. as a child. she ever. sewed willingly, was to help make a flag of hei- beloved Stare and Stripes for one of their Forest Home pro- cessions on America's patriotic day. July 4th. l ' Patriotism w a ruling passion,

of that we have in the picture given of her with her little sister Mary. standing at the window watching Oliver set off with his father in the old farm wagon to record his firal», vote after he came of age. Tears filled Frank's eyes u. turning to Mary, she said: “Why can't we vote, too; don't. we love our country

, Just as much as he does?" And wise

little Mary answered: "Yes. of of course we do; but don't you go ahead and say so. ore we shall be called stnmg minded!" I I I I Another passion with Miss Willard was the desire to know; to be edu- cated to "amount to something," as

she put it. I

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Mr. Willard was veriy ambitious for his children, and he finally de- cided they should go to the North- Western Female College at Evan- ton. a beautiful suburb of Chicago. It was Evanston to which Miss Willard always afterwards referred to as “home?

Thitlier the family moved in 1868, and now we have a period of de- velopment harldly to be equalled in all Frances Willard! life ' ' "' only a few weeks had passed when she was made editor of the college paper, and here the charachrlstic which chiefly distinguished all her public life first came into meanin- enoe-the power of leadership. .

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In 1611 she was invited to become the first president of the Ihenston College for Women, which was then the highest academic honor that could be paid to her.

was made in 1693 and was anem- tmbe-foi-got occasion, because of the series of remarkable meetings addressed by her and Lady Henry Somerset throughout that country. Prom the . at Welcome meeting in the old eter Hall to thlhwcn- derful demonstration‘ held during

the all. nerwliere her

vmds and personality made e 180'

found impression. . l . I

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for the reception of many o refugees into been: in tho Uni States. . _. The year 16a‘! will ever be kfllllfl! bard by those wbowent u delegated to the World's MAT-U. fives;

many meme ma

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SOFT GUSTARD (Boiled Custard)

2 cups scolded mthk

8 08S yolks

l6 cup sugar

$6 teaspoon salt ‘

-+ ti teaspoon vanilla ~ ‘- Beat eggs slightly, using a fork; ‘add sugar and salt; stircons iy while adding hot milk gradually. Cook in double boiler, continue stir- ring until mixture thickens, and ‘when a coating is {formed ‘on the spoon, "strain immediately? chill" and flavor. If custard curdles from being cooked tooslong, beating with egg beater will restore smoothness, tliough custard will be less thick. qkg should be beaten slightly for custard, that it may be of a smooth. thick consistency. Toprevcnt scum from forming, cover with a perfor- ated ttn while cooling. _.