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«4 words _ Yes, ma am "Goodâ€"bye." relieved as Ba asteps. "Be go« * and no . Barbara heard Au or f "Well!" Aunt Hattie called when whe saw Barbara standing idle in the doorway. "Ain‘t you goin‘ to work?" "There‘s lots of time." "That ain‘t any exeuse for wastin‘ It. Get to the store x Hikta aurlv En« 1t was twenty minutes before eight and a June morning. A bluebird fashed his wings as though he chalâ€" lenged Junc‘s blossoms to be more beautiful than he. We The Advent of Tea to England ‘ A Sweet Breath The Backsliding of Barbara Tea was not used to any extent in England till about the middle of the seventeenth century, although knowledge of the wonâ€" derful qualities of the beverage had reached Europe as early as 1517. During the sevenâ€" teenth century, all tea was imported from China and cost from $25.00 to $50.00 per pound. Not until 1836 did any tea reach England from India. In that year the first shipment was made from the now famous tea growing district of Assam. India toâ€" day supplies fully half the world‘s tea reâ€" quirements and provides some of the finest teas grown. The rich body of "SALADA" is due to the select India teas used in the blend. After caunt' or t-ount Wrigley‘s freshens the mout! and sweetens the breath, Nerves are soothed. throat is refreshed and dlxnhu alded. So easy to carry thelittle packet! It Brought Happiness and Awoke Love in Four Lives Ain t you goin‘?" ma‘am. . Goodâ€"bye." bye." Aunt Hattie seemed as Barbara started down the Be good now. Do your work + backsliding." ‘a did not answer. She had unt Hattie say those samge man times. ur work! Barbars alraade I$§VUE No. 21â€"25, Ain‘t the store a little early for PART I FACTS ABOUT TEA SERIESâ€"No. Barbara already BY COURTENAYF SAVAGE & Barbars poised there, deep â€" in thought. Then she swirled her hair to a soft knot on the top of her head, ‘etting it fall across her temples and over her ears. She unfastened the colâ€" lar of her dress and turned it back, disclosing the full white throat that haj never before been bared in public. The young woman drew a long she tion kept on until she reached the woods then she turned off from the road and dropped at the foot of a great tree. Sense of time and place were not. She sat there listening to the chatter of the red squirrels and the bird calls. Presently, however, impelled by thirst, she rose and looked around. Back of her she heard the noiso of a brook. She knolt close to a miniature waterâ€" fa‘l and drank from her hands. Then she knelt there looking at her reflecâ€" For an hour Barbara walked with a sense of determination. She was deliberately running away from duty. She hardly saw the houses that she passed, hardly noted the lumbering farm wagons and the automobiles. Presently shoe knew that she had walked three miles for she was passing the Higgon‘s place. Just ahead of her the road started up over Culver‘s Hill, and there, she knew, she would com> to the pine woods that in midâ€"summer were used as a picnic ground. She was itâ€"beauty. She was starved for, At her first glance Barbara thought it, just as other women starved fo.-; the child was dead. In terror she ran it. All the sou!l of her was crying forward but as she drew closer she for it. : realized that the boy was sleeping. He She looked back towards the squat was a good looking youngster with a stone house that Aunt Hattie had inâ€" mop of dark hair and long dark eyeâ€" herited from her parents. It was ugly.| lashes that swept his cheeks. His face Her life was ugly. And yet there and hands were dirty; so were the were God‘s beautiful hills! She groundi wellâ€"made garments that he wore, but her heel into the dust and a sudden| the grubby uncleanliness was of reâ€" determination filled her. When she cent acquisition. Earlicr in the day atarted to walk she went towards the‘I this handsome boy had, been washed left ! | and dressed wtih care. | to follow the brooks that hurried across the meadow, a day in which she might tramp towards the hills that lay between Wallonboro, her home town, and the next village which was Camdentown, the county town. 1 When she reached the point where the, lane met the turnpike, Barbara stopped. Which should it be? To the right lay Wallonboro, it‘s church{ steeples showing above the treeâ€"tops ; the prosaic little town where women came and asked for samples of gingâ€" ham, a card of buttons or perhaps bought a few yards of dress materials.. To the left layâ€"what? Beauty! That] was itâ€"beauty. She was starved for it, just as other women starved for; it. All the sou! of her was crying| for it. ! Presently valked three he Higgon‘s he road star |had done almost a day‘s work and it fuse. $ | was not yet cight. She had risen At be an 2 | fiveâ€"thirty and finished> a batch f!to ente |bread, fed the chickens, strained the _ Asg s ‘ milk, prepared breakfast, washed the dale pu | dishes and had then dressed to £9\ one of t | down to Joe Baxter‘s store and "clerk"| Ha pri { until six that night. Then she would head to come home and help with the work grave i | about the place until it was time to go cordial. !to bed. $ y ce a Revolt! That was it. Last night as she had hurried home before the storm she had felt that she must soon have a day to herself, a day in which There had been no "backsliding" as Aunt Hattie termed any break from rigid attention to dutyâ€"that is, not until this morning for while she had dreamed of rushing uway from the narrow sordidness of the life she led, until this very morning Barbara had never allowed those dream to take practical form. Yes, Barbara did her work. She had been following that exact routine since sixteen and now she was nearly twentyâ€"six. She had never complainâ€" ed. It had been a case of duty to be done. In winter she had plowed through the snow drifts, in summer through pelting rains or dust or heat. On Wednesday nights the store was open until eight, on Saturdays until 1nen sNe wou‘d, head to one side and viewed her with _with the work grave interest. Then he decided to be + was time to go cordial. He started forward with a :shri}! bark, wiggling from the tip of her work. She his nose to the end of his stubby tail. | _ Barbara dropped to her knees be | side the child and the puppy, thinking |it a signal for play, jumped to his | feet with a shrill yap. |__The boy stirred and* stretchad. 'Then, slowly, he opened his eyes. For ‘a minute he rcgarded Barbara with 2C C | Barbara stood awed and excited.) wit} | Something was wrong, terribly wrong.! "( | This house was far too lovely to POSâ€" mig sess such a kitchen. ‘The folks that was | laid out the garden were not the type <ed." !that left unwashed pots and pans in| «q ‘the kitchen sink. $V Barbara had never seen a room the same intent expression that the quite as disorderly as the one she had puppy had used. Then he smiled. | looked into. The sink was piled with _ Barbara sat down on the grass. ‘dishes and saucepans, the kitchen "Hello! Been asleep?" | table was covered with similar articles "Yes, who are you*" | while the stove, rusted and covered "Oh, I‘m just a lady taking a walk. | with grease, boasted a coup‘e of unâ€" My name‘s Barbara; what‘s yours?" |washed frying pans und a kettle.. "Richard; it‘s John Richard Howell. There was a pile of dirty tea towe‘s Daddy doesn‘t want people to call me \on one chair, a heap of clothing on Dick." He spoke with a deliberate another and the floor covering cried choice of words that told of his trainâ€" for a soapy mop and a pail of hot ing, carefully studying Barbara as | wawr. esn .ls 770 e . C 52 . She saw the puppy stretched out on the grass and beside the puppy, also stretched out in the shade, was a small boy of four®or five! * a third time. Wondering at the lack of sound from the house, Barbara went towardz one of the kitchen winâ€" dows and peered in. She started back with a little cry of amazement! Babara bent down to pat him and he snuggled his wet nose into the paim of her hand. It was as if they were cementing a lifeâ€"long friendship. Escorted by the puppy, Barbara made her way towards the back door. Timidly she crossed the lowâ€"roofed stoop and knocked. She waited. A full minute passed and there was no answer. She knocked again and then As she started up the drive an Airâ€" dale puppy came from the shadow of one of the shrubs that dotted the lawn. He pricked up his ears, cocked his secmed to speak of such grandeur that it seemed possible they might reâ€" fuse. Still, she was thirsty. It would be an added incident to her adventure to enter the grounds. Sh> hesitated at the entrance of the driveway, wondering if it were just the place for her to ask for a drink of water. To Barbara the house She kept on, crossed over the Hil} and was traveling through the rich country known as the Camdentown Valley. She saw fine farms, noted the prosperous houses and outbuildings| aend a longing began to creep over: her. She wanted to talk with some-; one. She realized that the «un was hot and that she was thirsty. | The girl was now approaching &‘ bhouse that was most inviting. When| she was quite close she saw that the house was new, a long low brilding,; painted white, with green blinds. It‘ was of Colonial design and the brass knocker on the door seemed to invite her. It was really a beautiful house as were the grounds; a wellâ€"kept lawn‘ with flower beds, gravel walk and driveway and a hedge of flowering shrubs. Beyond the house Barbaral saw rows of fruit trees, orderly and: well cared for and she decided that the place must be a prosperous fruit farm. | Barbara went back to the turnpike and on over Cu.ver‘s Hill. She walked g‘low‘ly. Once a farmer on an empty hayrack offered her a lift and a woâ€" man driving a car drew up and asked if she wanted a ride. Barbara refuged both offers. The®spirit of adventure was strong within her. Thus transformed Barbara felt that she must let the world look upon her newâ€"found love.iness. Bhe picked up the atraightâ€"brimmed hat she had been wearing but did not put it on. She was afraid to spoll the effect of her hair. breath when she saw her reflection. Al the grimness was gcne and in its m was a soft beauty, SHhe roiled the culfs of her dress untii they reached her elbow. Mer arm was plump ead preity. in ~"Maybe sister‘s in the barn. She 'can climb up and sleep in the hay but on daddy says I musn‘t She‘s bigger 80 than me." He jumped to his feet and ill uttered a yell. Barbara had never heard such a sound before and it ht startled her. 1 "Who was Mrs. Ne‘son* she inâ€" quired. "She was the lady Daddy hired to ock after us and the house. When Mammy went away Aunt Ethol came, but she got married and has a house of her own. Then Mrs. Nelson stayed all winter but she said she couldn‘t stand the noise of the bullfrogs and the birds and things. She doesn‘t like the country." This was offered by the girl, who, upon inquiry, said that her name was Sheila. "Where‘s Daddy?" Harbara asked. "Oh, he‘s right here and he‘s going to get another Mrs. Neison or mm&‘ body when he has a ahames, uy Cns e e Minard‘s Lin‘ment Fine for the Hailr. Barbara nodded. She did not know the part that Mrs. Nelson played in the lives of these chiidren but she understood the untidiness of the kitchen. "Mother‘s gone to beaven cbserved quickly and wi cheer. "She died," the girl sup; as further explanation. "And Mrs. Nelson wont ay said the country mado he This from the boy. her feet at this formality. "I was. passing and wondered if I might have‘ a drink of water. I knocked but no‘ one answered the door. Perhaps your mother‘s upstairs." v | Come she did, racing madly, a longâ€" legged girl of seven or eight with bobbed hair flying, brown eyes bright with excitement at the sight of a stranger. ‘"She‘ll come! That‘s our signal," the boy announced calmly. > "Oh, no, I just came to ask if I might have a drink of water. There wasn‘t anybody home when I knockâ€" "Richard; it‘s John Richard Howell. Daddy doesn‘t want people to call me Dick." He spoke with a deliberate choice of words that told of his trainâ€" ing, carefully studying Barbara as he talked. "Are you going to live here with us?" tor the party. The waist is easily made with its plain shirt sleeve and Peter Pan collar. The trousers, with upper extension, are fastened at the shoulders with buttors and buttonâ€" holes. Cut in sizes 2, 8 and 4 years. Size 3 requires 1% yards of material 32 inches wide for the trousers and % yard for the waist. Price 20c. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name and address plainâ€" ly, giving number and size of such pattsrns as you want. Enclose 20¢ in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrapi it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Pattern Dept.,{ Wilson Publishing Co., 78 West Adeâ€"| laide St., Toronto. Patterns sent byl‘ return maii : A SIMPLE AND PRACTICAL BOY‘S SUIT. This simple twoâ€"piece boy‘s suit is a jJoy to mother and son. The pattern, No. 1080, is practical and its uses are many. If made in tan and brown rep or in light and dark blue linen, our boy has a useful playâ€"suit. If develâ€" oped in tan, yellow, light pink or blue with a white waist, he has an afterâ€" noon outfit; while navy serge or velâ€" Mss cntAhitdh Bhcsact c d s h a iA vet for the trousers and dimity or white washâ€"silk for the waist give our boy a dressy suit and make him ready r Mrs. Nelson or ;om(: e has a chance, but of n went away. She made her crazy." rirl supplemented, en,‘ the boy with great Buy "Diamond Dyes"â€"no other kindâ€"and tell your druggist whether the material you wish to color is wool or silk, or whether it is linon, cotton. _ According to statistics for 1924, com | piled by the Department of Fisheries | the British Columbia kalmon pack was ] As we grow up we must gain experiâ€" | ence of some sort, and our degree of j common sense is shown by the mauner | in which we learn the lessons that exâ€" | perience offers us. So prudence, tact, | foresight, and observation all go to | make up our quality of common sense, | which in short we might say consists io! being sensible and practic@l. have revealed an underground passas;e 12 feet below the surface. <10 ARCHIV TORONTO No man can pr;duce;ent things who is not thoroughly sircere in dealâ€" ing with himself.â€"J. R. Lowell. What About the Blackfeet. The Snake Indians were so called because of the characteristics of these natives in quickly concealing themâ€" selves when once discovered. They seemed to glide away in the grass, sageâ€"brush and rocks and disappear with all the eubtlety of a serpent the second largest on the Pacific coast, only being exceeded by Southwestern Alaska. The total pack of the proâ€" vince last year amounted to 1,738,31‘ cases. For Sore Feetâ€"Minard‘s Liniment Some people have, or at least show, more of it than others, but everyone not mentally deficient has at least something of this natural knowledge. course," she Sighed, mimicking an older woman, "Mrs. Neson just had to go right in the middle ofestrawâ€" berries when Daddy hasn‘t a minute to spare from the 'picking and pa;k ing." Common sense is the application of the ordinary intelligence possessed by every sane man and woman, as opâ€" posed to exceptional gifts or knowâ€" ledge obtained by education. mixed goods. Ixcavators ‘ at Sheffield Infirmary Sunlight Soap Women often ask me â€" says Mrs Experience â€" honf I get my table linen so immaculate British Columbia Salmon Tunnel Under Hoap}tal "I take it as a real compliment, because women do try to excel in their table linen. "Of course, I tell them the way I‘ve found easiest and best is with Sunlightâ€"just rubbing the linen lightly with Sunlight, rolling it up and putting it to soak. After soaking, perhaps a light rubbing here and there may be called for, then just rinse, and the linen is spotlessly clean. Fine linens should be protected and never come into contact with anything but the purest soap. "As a household soap there is nothing better or more economical than Sunlight. Every particle is pure soap, with no wasteful ‘filler‘. Sunlight is mifd and easy on the hands, too." Lever Brothers Limited of Toronto, make it. (To be continued.) Sense. Defective Brains Accused. Defective brains are responsible for quite as many auton.obile accidents as are defective brakes. But brakes can be adjusted! The First One. " The original crossâ€"word puzzle was the first argument between the first automobile driver and the first traffic cop. "Jack dear, why not let us end it all right now?" "For the simple reason that 1 have five .bottles of Scotch home that I haven‘t touched yet." Enameled Potato Potrs The Right Way to Boil Potatoes Put the potatoes in an SmP Enameled Potato Pot. Cover with water. _ Add salt to taste. Boil until soft. When finished, drain of all the boiling water through the strainer spout. No danger of steam scalding the hands because the handle securely locks the cover on. If your family uses potatoes, you require one of these. More Important 78 |_ The trappers say "No gelfâ€"respect ing wild animal will live in a brule‘" Their trapâ€"Jines always follow the green timber. Fire prevention is es ‘sentlll to the success and prosperity ]of our fur industry. Birds.â€"Trees are the houses of the birdsâ€"where they nest and live. Aside from their beauty and their song, the presence of birds is of incalculable value in maintaining the balance of na ture. _ Their consumption of destruc tive insects and slugs saves the farmer and fruit grower hundreds of millions of dollars a year. I A great increase in the bird populaâ€" tion of the prairies has been noted Is!nce the planting of shelterbelts and protection of natural "bluffs" has beâ€" come general. Wants which go every whichâ€" way must have a sense ef direction. Russia has stopped the export of caviare, it is stated. I' Mr. Cory briefly reviewed the pro gress of town planning in Canads a: ,slated that of the nine provinces #reve; #hnd already passed town planning a~« |and that in the two others there was |evidence of a very active interest i; | the subject. Me gave special attention ‘to that part with which he had bec: | most directly brought into touch, the lplunnin( of improvements in the Cana dian Netional Parks in the Rockice ’The towns of Banff and Jasper, wer ‘he showed, laid out to fit into and iha> monize with their scenic gettings, the ’phn of proposed buildings were pas ,od upon to secure their suit@bility, a» i [provhion was made for broad stree‘s |good water, ligbting, and recreation .'ucume-. In planning these and other | townâ€"sites in the parke, in laying on ’the roads and trails to give access tC | outstanding bemuty spots, in the con | struction of the famous Banffâ€"Winder Imere highway, and other improve | ments the principles of town and re gional planning bhad been applied so far as possible and with the most gratifying results. Generally speaking, north of a line running from the Gulf of St. Lawrence to James Bay and on west to Rein deer Lake and the LMard River Valley, the forests are distinctly more valu able for their fur crop than for timber "catch" in perpetuity, as well as add ing to timber supplies. If this vast furâ€"forest were protected from fire and properly managed, it could yield several times the presnt Fur.â€"For hundreds of yearse trapâ€" ping has been an important primary industry in Canada. Many thousands of people deperd on it for a living and the annual value of the fur bar vest is from 15 to 20 million dollars. Game.â€"Game animals attract fo: eign tourists and induce Canadians tc geek pleasure, health and adventure in the great outdoors. These animals are distinctly a forest resourceâ€"uite: ly dependent upon it for protcetion and food. Forest fires are thercfore very destructive of such wild life The late Dr. Gordon Hewitt said "Because of forest fires and lack o! adequate protection, many forms o! our wild life are melting away into a memory of regret." Tsn.â€"Canada hbas easily the fines: inland fishing in the world, but these splendid food and game figh require plenty of clean, cold water in the streams in order to ensure prolific re production. Forest fires destroy this pos#ibility by causing drought, erosion and absence of shade. The sclence of town planning, sald Mr. Cory, was based upon the desira to provige better nome conditions for the lees fortunately placed in life. Moan s#treets produce memn people. . Oar citles are more than centres of trade; they &re, or should be, places where utility, comfort and beauty can be found; places where the poorert may find decent babitations and | some charm in the businees of living. Promoted Best Intcorests. He believed that town planning leli out the promise of improving the ho ing conditions of the people; it mate for a <ity, planned and controlled in the best interests of all the varion classes who compose its populaitio: It was, he thought, a significant fac: that chambers of commerce and boards of trade of the North Americar continent (composed, as they are, of hardâ€"beaded busines men) were among the strongest supporters of the mov, ment. Mr. Cory in his address recalled the fact that Charles Dickens once ie clared that he had syatematically use his art to show the preventrble wretcheduess and misery in which the masses Oof the people dwell end had again and again expremsed hk beliet that the amelioration of the lving cor ditions of working people must pro cede all other reforms and that wis out this reform all others must fa!! The International Town, City, ind Regional Planring Conference h)( this year in the city of New Yorp April 20â€"25 (the first time in Americs) was attended by delegates from (wen. tyâ€"four countries, including Gres: ; tain, the United States, New Zonlans and Canada. Canada was represenie| by Mr. W. W. Cory, CM.G., Deputy Minister of the Interior, and the Towp Planning Institute of Canade by the President, Mr. Nonlan Cauchon, of 0: Fish, Game, Fur and Birds. Town Planning, its Proâ€" || gress in Cananda " Russla Molds Cavaire. Fire prevention is exâ€" success and prosperity stry. : are the houses of the iey nest and live. Aside uty and their song, the irds is of incalculable _ "hiil EFarly to led and ea There is a reasonâ€" flies! So sings the postl, Poiterkill. No dange on sunny morning in mer time with the | fob from earliest « mer tm job from got to gx Of all the n that madden | the worst, w second and fix ing cows and post. world is stuck uy right at where, : TY Summer Boarders Who A RH M iy wi n SDXâ€"LEGGED W