N0 MORE GOOD-EYES - l! Margaret Mair A FAMILIAB VOICE . Lydia turned up the next morn- ing in a great state of excitement. She and Dwight Sanderson had been staying for some months at a West Brad hotel, Now Dwight bad to go to America on business and Lydia was to accompany him. ‘To New York she said ecstatically to Susan. "Just think what fun. Susie darling. I've al- ways wanted to travel. And now New York of all places-just \vhere I have always longed to go." Her mother, Susan thou ht. was certainly much happier s nce her marriage. She looked younger, if anything: her face had lost some of its hardness; while her vitality and zest for life were certainly amazing. Lydia bent down gushingl to embrace her grandchild. illlan was planted happily in the middle of the siting room carpet, playing with t dtIIy-WInkS counters. Their colours fascinated her and she had arranged them all care- fully in rows. "Lovely red counters." sell Lydia, She picked one up to show her appreciation, but her grand- child eyed her with suspicion. "Don't put it in your mouth!" “Oh. no. darling!" Lydia laughed weakly, a little staggered by this injunction, She replaced the red counter hurriedly in position and. getting UP from the floor. settled herself comfortably, in one of lier own armchairs by the fire. "Are you busy, Susie darling? I'm not disturbing you, am I?" “Oh. no, Mummy. of course not. I was trying to do sc-me house- work. but it ‘an easily wait." Sus- an grinned. "It's nicer to sit down, anyway." She gazed across the hcarthrug at her mother and then down at her own flowered overall. "How smart you are. Dent lcc-k at me." Lydia fluttered the veiling in her DON'T‘ BORROWE snout 4emwal. It we: Spekespeore Ilse add: "Neither I DQINWI not I lender be! "For loin oft lasea bath tteeIf and Island." S hakespearek advIce is as sound today as it was when he wrote it, but, then, he was talking of personal friends. Today, there is no need to lose friends because you need money, for lending money is everyday business at the Bank of Montreal, end, because it is done on a sound and businesslike basis, the Bank, instead of losing friends, mfltes more and more "cry day. To anyone in a position to repay without hardship, the Bank of Montreal lends money for any constructive purpose and at a rate so low as to be uegligible— i??? . . . repaysble in l2 monthly instalments if l . ! s.__ _ I hat. She was wearing black with l,‘ ' pearl earrings in her ears. Her lips were very red and her face carefully made-up. "Susie, I slail worry about you. Will you be all right here while we're away? e s (equairnofitintereetpersnnum) You've got enough money to car- _ _ _ ‘ ry on with?" l... Th Bank lS glad to do u. That is what it is "Yes,'I'm all right." 1' r0 l 111mm rlnr 4 1r “I'm overdrawn myself-but I'm sure Dwight would help Dwight‘: very good natured "Oh, no, Mummy, of course not. It was Susan who was shot-‘zcrl. As though he hadn't done enouszh already. “I shall manage perfecfly well. All the bills are paid off now. I can make a clear start." “I sucoose you'll stay London?" “Oh, yes, It's a lovely flat, Mum- my, so comfortable, And of course we can go to Ockford for a few days whenever we want to. Daddy and Eleanor said to come when- ever we liked." “Oh, yes," Lydia nodded smilinq- ly “Poor cld Charles! I'm fzladyou have him to fall back on. Such a sterling character-I'm beuinning to think I never anpreciated him." Susan laughed ‘Don't be absurd. Mummy. You ought never to have married him. Dwight suits you very much better." She paused a moment. “It's strange, isn't it. what mistakes one make's when cc1e's very young? One can't see straight. I know I never could. 1 didn't really know what I wanted," LXI no true friend should ever trouble ‘you f: .r.ti for a loan while such a service is at i. his command. BANK or MoNTREAL ‘were; will: Qtlndfeu i» every walk of n], m“ lair, he" "‘ Charlottetown Branch: A. I. B. BELCHER, Manager DAD'S DIUSIC SCORNED . t BY MENCHIN CHILDREN The youngsters solemnly told a “Mununy" at her reporter that, piano plays much better. LONDON, May 1n _rOPt-- Yc- Both parents say it is wrong ,< hudi Moxiuhurs playing may be to t ch music to an unwiliin . " ‘ u, most 090F119 1h cinl It $810115 them for life," sal c Men in. "They enjoy music - ~ " z Lydia looked distressed. "I nope eff! T3316‘ 215:9 i; i; 15 n0; gm-Qgd on them I was not a bad influence. Some- ‘i1]1§ ¢rn dnci cla st early in life.“ saio the father. limes I "link I ilflvl‘ Y0" R11 111° . ‘ ' t *1 5m 01d seicvlliir- I K211.‘n1il!§';.i"§h‘y{lii’§£$5.133 _ ' you, did you, Susie, darling?" ' ' Susan smiled and put out a conciliatory hand. “Don't worry yourself. Nobody could really help me much in those days. My hearl was in the stars and I expected the moon to fall into my lap." Lydia's hand covered hers. "You know, darling. I wonder sometimes about your marrlage—I know things were not always quite right between you and Martin. Some day you must tell me about it." "Some day, Mummy." Susan smiled gratefully. "It's a long story." fig; “El! DIISSUIVED ORAL VACCINE FOR . trier warm Susan followed her mother out into the tiny hall and they kissed each other. affectionately. They hesitated a moment, looking at one another, They were so unlike. Susan thought. and yet they liad so much in common. "Some day." Lydia said quickly. "you'll be ha-DPY again. Susie. You're still so young. Nearly all Susan nodded, without apes-tin]. vourJife ls still ahead of you." Lydia went out. Susan stood with her hand on the door-knob and watched as her mother walked away down the corridor. At the turning to the 11:1. Lydia naked round; mother and daughter wav- ed to each other and smiled. Susan turned back into the fiat. She stood in the hail for a minute or two, wondering how she could best occupy the rest of the morn- ing. She had done moat of the housework. soon she would have to see about getting the lunch ready. Gillian called to her from the sitting-room "Mummy, Mummy- come and see what I'm doing." "Shan‘t be long," Susan said. "I'm lust coming." The telephone gave e little apologetic tingle and than began to ring ehrilly. Susan held the telephone ra- ceiver patiently to her ear. "One minute. please," the operator was curt and cold. "There's a call for you.” Eleanor. Susan thought. Probab- ly Eleanor ‘ringing up to know how we are, to ask us down r- hnps for the weekend. She we ted. listening. There was a long pause when nothing seemed to be hap- ening. She said hullo’ but no- ody answered. and she waited aga n. How annoying it was, wast- ing all the morning. letter ring of. perhaps. and let them rlnz again. It was so often the way with these distance calls; the junctions See Page 9 THE “Storyorllbl” Mo...» the direction of u» eIi-litlsfihmlflnletry of Information E I got en a ed or ut-off. and there _ shows the discovery and were ht ea, ea a |. \ development of that ’ la war- She was Just no ng to hens up timqinsgqtdg DUI-boom”; the receiver when there was " a sound from the other and. e voice was familiar to her and su - denly she became out ol breath and her knees felt ea though they in we: and bow It can serve miiht give way. " uaen, ls that Pr"? See It ERIE at: ' 5 - 4- ‘I ' ee he ." “M'- I"! ""- Wllillll" "ill- e '";i:'-..I:":.:":'..fi.‘art... . l,‘ ’ i . of llie voice across the wire. ' ' , 10 clock . Ayiujlti-HT savmc TIME to get through to you les night .. Susan. I've waited so long and I can't welt any longer. You've not you?" It's ‘rer- l CANADA produces no coffee. Brazil produces no Nickel. But Canadians like coffee for breakfast. Brazil, on the eve of greet indus- more Nickel. So Canada imports Brazilian coffee. Brazil, it is hoped, will import increas- ing quantities of manufactured goods contain- ing Canadian Nickel. Each product will help to pay for the other. Canada cannot keep on importing goods from other lands unless Canadian goods are exported. TIIE INTERNATIONAL NICKEL COMPANY rtsquto WEST SCHOOL timid, coming to Baring. Maine, Joby: f0” Q/fée fir drew/f) trial expansion, is going to need more and‘ g‘ earl Canadians. (Jordan) Moreahead. seven daugh- Less than three per cent of the Nickel produced in Canada is consumed in Canada. So we must continue to export Canadian Nickel if we are to continue so employ thousends of Canadians in the Nickel mines, smelter-s and refineries, rind other thousands who produce the lumber, power, steel, machinery and supplies used by the Canadian Nickel industry." By constantly expanding the use of Nickel st home and abroad, the Canadian Nickel industry brings additional benefits to Canada 0F CANADA, LIMITED, 25 IIINGOT. NEST, TORONTO ; _____,. Ethel Moreshead, Roxbury. Mass; the home on Th lY lflm°°l -— , fl r“. m" rt "safest: ."“§":*- ‘e22’; “is, “rm”: é§;.‘"°“‘t s‘...:.°.;i‘1i.“.>:.".z..a;ir.t‘"~°ii=i H or roll for Maren and A ri. years he was emv We n tie saw an t - 9!‘ e9 W» - I . a!‘ ‘an RB H r- ‘ Gtqdlde iX.—1, Allele I-landra an mills of thistown. and later _ bury, Mass; Mrs Nicholas Guar- ing and William of Maiden, Mess; Oalail. officiatIil-tghfiearefl an; 501-50“ 31m QQUQL mm, “may” qr the Bering ino, Brooklyn, Ma ~ Mrs. Edmund also l2 grandchildren and 1i great- Wlliiqn M: I] ma“ H Grade VIII.—1, Chariot-he Hughes; cemetery. Wise, Brockton. Mas .; Mrs. Lyman grandch ldren. Strout. John Hunt ey u m (iagnles l‘l,t§gh:s;G3l,enSg1irleyJ(§'oifig. Surviving are his wife, Mildred Powers Randolph, Mast; Miss- Funeral services were held at ‘Iylerr-(Benlvr NW" M” re e .— , on a ; . Edna. Kell : s. Arbhil! Coffin. TIPPY AND “CAP” STUBBS Grade .--1, Jean MaoKlnnon; 2. 7 - ' 3. Martin Kelly» t Grade I .-1. mm Jay; 2, don Jay; 3. June Coffin. t "SEEMS TO ME. THIS DOOR G d III.—-1, Pr is MacKin- .__ non]? 2? Barbara Cofwd. ‘ Biu-‘s ALWAYS RINNN Grade I. Sr.-—1. George MaoDoli , aid: 2, Manning Jay; 3, Wi ' ell . Grdde I. Jr.-1_ Kier Coffin Highest Average Senior -Charlotto Hug-hes. Highest Average‘ Junior Grades. -George MacDonald and Manning Ja , lgerfect Attendance — Charlotte Hughes, Edna Kelly, Harry Hughes an Martin Ksllv. Warren McGuirk-Teaoher. IRISH IMPORT The "Irilh" Dotatto. a product of South America. reached North American via nuope. HERBERT B. MOBIBSIIEAD i Grades. ' ANYEODY LAUQELTOV/N" _ w tam: A FAcK/iee: iwt-wrA lG out! p CALAIS~Herbert Bell More:- head. 71 years old, died atjthe Calais hospital Sunday night. April 2i. after a long illness. He was born in Prince Edward cczcma T. '\ Ia to tell me howaoon we can meet." file be continued) wanted to rhg you fer d I tried fit-earn Cross Insecticides E LD err soMl aooas eaour HALLQCUJATIONI .