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_ i HISWEDDED WIFE ts NC s dive h ‘Very well," she said; ‘"it does not matter, I don‘t mean that I am going to die," for the Earl had turned to her with an anxious gaze; ‘"I am not going to die. I wish I wede. Are you shocked? Why should I want to live? My father! Ah, yes, he would be sorâ€" ry. And so would you, Lord Clansâ€" mere. Are you fond of me because Bruce was fond of me, too?" "No; glad. I said to myself, ‘What nonsense it all is; he is alive, after all!" I watched him stride â€" you know how he used to strideâ€"" The old man bent his head. «"â€"â€"Stride across a place all covered with small prickly bushes until he had ‘gone out of sight; then suddenly I lost him. Then I woke. Lord Clansâ€" mere, do you believe that the dead know what is going on here on earth ? Do you believe that they can see us when they like?" .fi,i:gilg besidf_a her and hé told her that they were going to take her to Ravâ€" enhurst. _ She did not falter at the name, but put the question with harrowing sangâ€" froid. _ "I don‘t know what I believe. Who does?" he replied. ‘"Perhaps they do," she said;‘ then she closed her eyes, and seemed to sleep. When she awoke he was still "No," he said; "I am fond of you for yourself alone, my dear. Someâ€" how, you seem to belong to me." "It was a life like dream. I called to him; but he did not hear. People never do in a dream. Do you think it was his spirit?" “}I' belonged to Bruce," she said solemnly. He was afraid to continue the talk on the same lines, and changed it for their preparations for the journey. "I don‘t know, my dear," he said, huskily. ‘"Were you frightened?" "Janet will see to me," she said. "I am much stronger, and quite able to travel. I should like to go to Ravenhurst; yes. Though it doesn‘t matter;"{xothing matters. Nothing â€"â€" pothing!‘ & 4 . They took her down the next day. Lady Marvelle had given instrucâ€" tions that no signs of mourning should be visible about the place to remind them of their great loss, and the castle glowed cheerfully in the early winter evening with fires and lights in every room. . _ "He was very fond of his place, wasn‘t he?" she asked, quite calmly=â€" too calmly. ‘ The Earl inclined his head. "*YÂ¥es, my dear. And now, go straight to your ‘room. Toâ€"morrow, if you are strong enough, you shall come down to dinner." ‘‘Yes," she said calmly, as if she were relating an ordinary experience, for her sense of suffering, her value of significance, seemed to be in comâ€" plete abeyance. "I dreamed that I saw him walking amongst a number of savages., _ He was looking ill and thin, but chedrf@: I can see him and the place now." Her eyes, looking unnaturally large within the dark rings caused by her illness, grew wide and dreamy. & Jess looked round her as they, enâ€" tered the hall with a dull, lethargic eye. "I dreamed that Bruce was still alive," she said in the dull, monotonâ€" ous voice witu which she always spoke now. The Earl winced, and his hands tightened on his stick. "Did you, my dear?" he said in a low voice. it ?" They had come to‘speak as freely as father and daughter, without reâ€" serve or awkwardness, and Jess reâ€" plied instantly: "Is she going to die? he asked Lady Marvelle, as they sat alone in the drawingâ€"room after dinner. Lady Marvelle sighed. ¢ ‘"Iâ€"I don‘t think so. Don‘t sugâ€" gest such a thing, Clansmere." For many hours of the day he sat ‘beside her as she lay "white: as Death‘s bride," and apparently un wconscious or at any rate indifferent to anything or anyone. Sometimes he sat quite silent, his thin hands erossed on the handle of his stick; at others, he talked of commonplace matters. They rarely spoke of Bruce; but one day, the day he told her that they were going to take her to Ravenâ€" hurst, she said: "L had a strange dream last night." "Did you?" he said; "what: was ‘Very well," she said indifferently "I am very tired." 6 ‘"Those whom thé gods love, die early," he quoted sadly. ‘"Her father will be here in a few weeks," said Lady Marvelle. "I‘m counting upon that." The Earl‘s face grew grim and hard. ‘‘Her father has much to answer for,‘ he said, as he left the room to, £0 and brood in the library. > Jess came down to dinner the folâ€" lowing evening, and they tried to make it as cheerful a meal as possible. She was very white, very thin, and the farâ€"away, preoccupied expression was still in her eyes and on her white face; but knowing how anxiously and eagerly the other two watched her, she tried to eat and drink and seem cheerful, and the old man brightened up somewhat. "There is always something to thank God for," he said, speaking with the absolute frankness which they had cultivated.. ‘"You might have been over there instead of hereâ€"an unâ€" ‘speakable comfort and consolation to us. Ate you feeling stronger toâ€"night, my dear?" ; Jess‘s illness had brought some good â€""it is an ill wind," ete.â€" for in his anxiety for her he had been prevented from dwelling and broodâ€" ing over his own loss. Jess nodded indifferently. "I am alright," she said. She and Lady Marvelle went into ‘the drawingâ€"room; and after a very few minutes, the Earl limped in after them. They took her to the castle as a matter of course, for the Grange was shut up; and it it had not been, Lady Marvelle would not have resigned her charge to other hands. And if she would have done so, the Earl would mot have consented. Since Bruce‘s «death he clung to Jess more lovingly and tenderly thaLn he had ever done. She had loved his son, would. have bee“n his wife had creumstances been favorable, and Clansmere had grown perhaps unconsciously to regard her as one who would have been his daughter if Bruce nad lived. Tea was brought in, and Lady Marâ€" velle was pouring it out, Jess sitting Continued from last week at the end of the week the doctor orderedâ€"he never advised, but always orderedâ€"Jess‘s removal to Ravenâ€" hurst. PAGE SIX Deborah hesitated. She had been told to burst into tears, falter out, "Deborah Ravenhurst!"â€" and fling herself upon Lord Clansmere‘s bosâ€" om. But she found this "business" quite impossible in the face of these two quiet aristocrats and their aweâ€" compelling surroundings. "It is nothing to do with the esâ€" tate," said Deborah more softly, ‘"‘That isâ€"it is to do with you, my lord, and Lady Marvelle, and the family." The Earl looked at her, and then at the floor. He was asking himself whether he had ever seen her before; but could not remember having done ly. "I have not had that pleasure," he said. ‘"Hasn‘t â€"hasn‘t Lord Ravenhurst, your son, ever spoken of me?" she asked. "You say your business is of imâ€" portance," said the Earl in his grave and courteous manner. "Is it anything to do with the estate? If so, Mr. Benson, the agent, is the proper perâ€" sonâ€"" "Will you tell me your name, maâ€" dam?" he said, after a pause. ‘"My name is Deborah Blunt," she replied. ‘"That isâ€"it was. You may have heard of me, my lord ?" The Earl shook his head courteousâ€" Lord Clansmere winced, ~and his brows came together. ‘"No, madam, my son has never mentioned your name to me," he said in a low voice. "You knew him?" "Iâ€"I knew him very well," said Deborah, "for some years." She put her handkerchiefâ€"a delicate piece of cambric, with not too deep a mournâ€" ing borderâ€"to her eyes. All her outâ€" fit had been carefully chosen or "passâ€" ed" by Glave. Jess noticed that the woman was handsome and graceful, but that she was not a lady; and feeling in no way curiousâ€"alas! nothing interested her nowâ€"she rose and left, the room by another door. Lord Clansmere had risen. "You wish to see Lady Marvelle?" he said, and was about to follow Jess, when Deborah‘s reply stopped him. "Yes, and you, my lord," she said. There was a slight tremor in her voice, but it sounded hard, though she tried to make it soft and pathetic as Glave had instructed her; but the sight of Jess had roused her â€" evil passions. He brought a chair forward for her. It was full within the light of the shaded lamp, and Deborah had suffiâ€" cient presence of mind to slide back into the shade as she seated herself. ~ umo see me?" said the Earl. "Pray be seated." Then she raised her eyes again, and they rested on Jessâ€"Jess, pale and illâ€"looking, but lovely and flowerâ€"like and as Jess returned her gaze with listless, indifferent calm, a spasm of hate and jealousy shot through Deâ€" borah‘s heart, a dash of colour came into her face, and she grew defiant again. The Earl frowned. Who was this woman, and why did she weep at the mention of his dead son? "Iâ€"I thought he might have mentioned me," she went on. "But I suppose he was afraid to. Sons are always afraid of their fathers." The Earl‘s face grew stern. ‘"My son had no cause to fear me," he said. ‘"May I beg of you to come to the business which brings you The woman was growing distasteâ€" ful to him, and kindly and courteous as he was, he was anxious to get rid of her. Lady Marvelle rose. "I will go,‘ she said to her broâ€" ther in a low voice; but Deborah made a gesture with her hand. here The servant went out, and presently opened the door and ushered in a tall, majesticâ€"looking woman in deep but fashionable and becoming mourning. It was Deborah. She stood for a moment looking round her, with something like defiâ€" ance in her face; then her eyes droppâ€" ed. The exquisite room, with its rich but subdued decorations, the air of refinement, but _more than all, the persons in it, frightened and awed her, The tall thin old nobleman, with his white hair and wrinkled face, the pale and aristocratic old lady, with the sad eyes and silvery hair, struck her with dismay. "IT‘ve known Lord Ravenhurst for some years now," continued Deborah. ‘‘We have beenâ€"been great friends. We were much attached to each other, quite from the beginning." Lady Marvelle‘s pale face became tinted, and she rose again; but again Deborah moved her hand as if to detain her. "Am I to understand that â€" that my sonâ€"that youâ€"" He did not know how to frame the question. ‘"Madame, my son, the late Lord Ravenhurst, has never mentioned your name to me. You are a perfect stranger. Do you tell me that you were connected with him in any way?" T The Earl knit his brows, and breathed hard in his effort at selfâ€" restraint. ‘"Don‘t go, my lady; what I have come about concerns you as well as his lordship." Lady Marvelle sank into her seat again and waited. Deborah grew red, and hid her face for a moment. ‘‘Yes," she said almost inaudibly. ‘"We were fond of each other from the first. Directly we met we became sweethearts, and engaged." ‘_‘She wants to see you, I daresay," said the Earl to Lady Marvelle. "Well, well, show her in here." Â¥ The Earl rose, more surprised and startled than shocked. His. ‘first thought was that the woman was mad, and he glanced, with raised brows, at Lady Marvelle inquiringly, as if he asked her if she, too, did not think this person insane. Lady Marvelle reâ€" turned the glance in the affirmative, then lowered her eyes. before the fire, her hands clasped in her lap, the Earl reading the last American review, when a servant enâ€" tered and went up to him. What is her name?" "I asked her, my lord, but she reâ€" fused to give them," said the footman "She said that her business was of importance. "A lady wants to see you, my lord," he said. "To see me? A lady? It must be one of the village folk to see you, Ada," he said to Lady Marvelle. "She asked for you," said the man. "For me? What is her business? 9) To be continued Later in the evening Jesus openly declared, ‘"Verily, verily I say unto you, one of you shall betray me." "TLord, is it I?" questioned one aloud. "Surely it is not I!" their horrified look\s explained. Peter leaned over to John and bade him question their Master, and John whispered in Jesus‘ ear, "Lord, who is it?" "He it is for whom I shall dip the sop and give it him," whispered Jesus in reply.. Takâ€" ing a bit of unleavened bread and dipping it in the dish of bitter herbs, he handed it to Judas. The others had not heard the question and answer, and they did not understand, and when Jesus dismissed the traitor, saying to him, ‘"What thou doest, ‘do quickly," they thought that Judas was sent forth on some errand. Jesus was now free from the presence of his beâ€" trayer, and he could speak freely with his friends. There was one disciple who had not been bathed, "and ye are clean out not all." Judas was false through and through, and the Master wished to let him know that he was known. "Ye also ought to wash one anâ€" other‘s feet." This was an exhortation to serve one another and the whole world. ‘"For I have given you an exâ€" ample." Jesus did not wash them to follow His example in this same deed only, but in the observance of the principle of being ever ready to humbly serve others. "Jesus knowing.........gocth unâ€" to God." We might here expect some wonderful revelation of power or glory, when the Saviour realized that all things had been given into his hands \but he simply rises and perâ€" forms the menial act of hospitality of washing the disciples‘ feet. It is a last proof of the wonderful love that he bore his disciples. It was meant to teach them a wonderful lesson of humility and brotherliness, but it was also a spontaneous outburst of the sorrow in his heart at the coming sepâ€" aration from the disciples. ‘ After the close of the Paschal Feast when the third cup had been blessed and passed around, Jesus instituted the rite which we call the Lords‘s Supper, the Eucharist, or the Holy Communion. ‘"This day shall be unto you a memorial," the law of the Passâ€" over had been, and now Jesus said of His new rite which was to take the place of the Passover observance with his followers, ‘"This do in rememâ€" brance‘ of me." "Save to wash His feet." The baths were public, and a man returning from them would get his feet covered with the dust of the road. The parâ€" able meantthat one who was morally clean and true at heart needed only cleaning from special faults which clung to him in his daily walk as the dust clung to the bather‘s feet. Peter‘s words ‘"Thou shalt never wash my feet,‘"" were the expression of selfâ€"disgust at his own unworthiness, just as on the sea of Galilee he had knelt with the cry, "Depart from me for I am a sinful man, Q Lord." What is true humility? Do we not wrongly associate this virtue more with outward demeanor than with inâ€" ward grace? What is selfâ€"respect? Can one possess both a spirit of selfâ€"reâ€" spect and of humility? Is humility to be coverted? How may humility be attained? Is the humble man a sucâ€" cessful man? Let us keep in mind our answers to these questions, and see whether we shall need to change any of them after studying Christ‘s lesson ‘on this subject. When we are like our Kingvbgkem When We are Like Our King. We are kingliest in character when we are Christliest in spirit and action. We are most like the King when we are helpâ€" ing others. Our true motto, in our relation to our fellows is: "I am among you as one that serveth." Towel and basin, bended knee and comforted pilgrimâ€"feet and refreshed spiritâ€"this is our family. crest.. We are reaching highest when we are stooping lowest to help some one up. We‘re nearest like God in character when we‘re getting nearest in touch to those needing help. We are kingâ€" liest and Godliest and Christliest when It was late in the afternoon of Thursday when Christ and His deâ€" ciples reached the upper chambers where all was ready for the Paschal feast, the table being supplied with the lamb, the dish of herbs, the thin cakes of unleavened bread, and the cups of wine, as we learn from the synoptic gospels. In Palestine the washing of the feet was a necessity and one of the duties of â€"hospitality. There were no pavements, no stockâ€" ings were worn, and the sandals wede little protection from the dust, and were always removed and left outside the door. The hot dust made the feet burn and the washing with cooling water was refreshing as well as needâ€" ful for cleanliness. A basin and ewer were kept in readiness. The washing was generally performed by servants or by the sons of the household. GOLDEN TEXT. â€" . ‘"Whosoever would be first among you, shall be servant of all."â€"Mark 10:44. we‘re controlled by men‘s needs, but always under the higher control of the Holy Spirit.â€"Condensed from "Quiet Talks on John‘s Gospel," by S. D. Gordon. "In one of his books Dr. Grenfell wonders how any man can ever feel that life is not one glorious privilege after another; he marvels that anyone can become a pessimist in such a world! And what is the life that this enthusiast lives, what is the life that he finds so wonderful. (Is it passed amidst culture, and art, and wealth, and leisure, and comfort, and luxury ? On the contrary, it is on the barren, bleak, lonely coast of Labrador, where he ministers to the bodies and souls of a féw poor fishermen. There he gives himself wholly to the needs of others. He has fulfilled the law of his being. We all are born of God.. Only to the degree that a man fulfils that law can he satisfy the need of his soul." Jesus was meek and lowly in heart." He never felt it beneath Him to perâ€" form the humble tasks. . The lesson of humility is often taught by word as well as by example. "He that humâ€" bleth himself shall be exalted," was the lesson of his parable about the chief seats and about the Pharisee and the Publican. His entire life teaches the dignity of work, the worth of the lowly place, the importance of the humble task. James Smetham writes: "I never before saw, as I have since I tried to get into it more, the humbling influence of the life of Christ," and Dr. Watkinson comâ€" ments: "Yes, at every page of that wonderful life we are impressed with The Sunday School Lesson JESUS THE SERVANT OF ALL. JTohn 13:4â€"17. THE TIMES & GUIDE, WESTON, WEDNESDAY, MAY 2ND, 1917 Crate feeding on milk mashes will improve the quality. of chicken meat more than any other practice. At an experimental station on Vancouver Island slat crates to accommodate 80 birds were prepared. Five birds of an average weight of three and oneâ€" half lbs. were confined in each secâ€" tion. These birds were fed for a period of fourteen days, making an average gain of two lbs. per bird. The meal mixture used was sixty per cent. wheat middlings and forty per cent. corn meal, threeflounces of salt was allowed for each 100 lbs. used. The allotted quantity of meal for each feed was mixed with sour skim milk to the consistency of porridge. Three feeds were given each day at intervals of six hours. Grit was supplied once each week and chopped green Swiss chard was given daily at noon. Qualiâ€" ty in table poultry will sell it. Crate feeding will produce quality. Try crate milk feeding, a few birds for your own table, eat them and you will not want any ‘other kind.. Quality will count with you ever afterwards. The Street Railway International Union, according to their â€" auditors‘ report, have paid out in the last year, or since the last audit report, $143,208.50 in death benefits; for disâ€" ability benefits, $5200; and for old age benefits $2400. * Appealsâ€"to the Dominion Governâ€" ment and the Dominion Railway Comâ€" mission to ease if possible the shortâ€" ag?{, in the raw material for binder twine have been forwarded by the Brantford Cordage Co. GIRLS OF THE COMING GENERATION MUST BE SELEFâ€"SUPPORTING Some one says that one of the great weakness in church people toâ€"day is their tedency to rest‘in the minimum of Christian service. They do not ask, "How much can I do for Christ, and his‘ kingdom?" They ask practically, though they do not put it in words, ‘"What is the least I can do far him and satisfy my conscience?" Russell H. Conwell, in "How to live the Christ Life."} the majesty of meq;‘ess, the nobleâ€" ness of humbleness, The luminosity of simplicity, the sweetnmness of contentâ€" ment." Be An Active Christian. To find work to do is really a Christian traitâ€" to find something to do for those in needâ€"not waiting to be called upon, but seeking out places and opportunitâ€" ies. This is a characteristic of success in men and women in any line of life, but especially is it so in the church. In a great church with many members it is very easy to be lost, very easy to be overlooked, to get into the backâ€" ground and sink from society, unless one have the determination to be loyal to the church and its activities, to be loyal to Christ and keep all .his comâ€" mandments. Christ says unto all, "Watch." "Again L say unto you, watch." Work for the night is comâ€" ing,". The church should be a help to those who desire to be a help to the Master. Find something tb do for Chrits in connection with the church. Only when you are in the active list can you derive the benefits which the church is intended to confer. A full, happy life as a Christian is a life of positive activity, where there is plenty to do. Oh, so much is left undone! No person need be without Christian work, and if he will but set himself about it he will not only serve, the Lord in accordance with God‘s comâ€"~ mandments, but rind in himself a well of joy springing up into a fountain of everiasting life. Blessed it is to beâ€" long to the church, if one is an active member, living a loyal life every day, seeking out something to do for the church. That means that humanity, through the opportunitiee which the church furnishes, will be blessed. The girl of toâ€"day must be taught to look forward and prepare herself to be self supporting. Love and matâ€" rimony figure largely in every girl‘s life. But one cannot help but face the fact that this war is depleting our country jof its manhood. Many of the girls of toâ€"day will go through life mateless and in many instances will have to fill the places left vaâ€" cant by the;e same boys. There are doors open on every hand to the woâ€" men of toâ€"morrow and parents should see to it that their girls are allowed to fit themselves according to taste and inclination for a professional or mercantile life. Without the neâ€" cessary education the women of the coming generation will be tremendâ€" ously handicapped in a world where women predominate. They will be useless to fill the gaps, and the world will suffer because the parâ€" ents of toâ€"day did not provide their girls with an education to enable them to step into the ranks and keep the wheels of industry moving. There is bound to, be a shortage of doctors, lawyers, men of business and farmers. Women can fill these vacant places if they are taught. Technical Schools Are Urgently Needâ€" ed in Canada The percentage going to work at this age with definite training is negliâ€" gible. These young recruits to indusâ€" try are employed in highly specialized tasks. Drifting from job to job, in later years many settle down to beâ€" come handy men and unskilled laborâ€" ers. Hardly one in a hundred ever obtains a chance to become a skilled worker or master of a trade. What wonder that employers bewail the shortage of skilled workers, and that the labor market is overstocked with thousands of unskilled workers. CRATE FEEDING FOR QUALITY Every year more. than 2,000,000 children and youths are recruited in the United States and Canada to inâ€" dustrial and commercial enterprises. School statistics show that T5 per cent. of the children who enter school leave between 14 and 16 years of age to work in mills, factories and stores. To meet this situation Canada must provide some form of technical trainâ€" ing whereby all who enter agricultural or industrial occupations shall be proâ€" vided with at least the preliminary elements of vocational training. . If you have a town garden and you cannot get stable manure, you will be wise to buy pulverized sheep manure or some similar natural ferâ€" tilizer at the seed store. This is better tl}an depending on commercial fertilizers alone. Spread it along the rows before planting and work it well into the soil. Put all your wood ashes on the garden, and if you get any quantity or ssot when you clean out your furnace or chimney, spread it around the roses or the aster plants. THE OLD GARDENER SAYS INDUSTRIAL TRAINING Main Street, Weston Quick Hauling to Market No farmer need be without a FHord. In fact, the average farmer could afford one if it were double the price. It is as easy to drive as a horse, three times as fast, and costs less per mile to run. Why not order one toâ€"day ? j U ST think of the time the Ford saves a busy farmer in hauling milk to the cheese factoryâ€"vegeâ€" tables, butter, eggs and poultry to marketâ€"fruit to the § railway station. . One fruit grower last season made four trips a day to the railway station, a total of 144 miles, and carried as high as 72 crates of 11 quarts each on a trip. He couldn‘t have made more than one 36 mile trip a day with a team. The Ford soon pays for itself in the time it saves the farmer. With help so searce, every farmer needs to make use of every preâ€" cious minute of his time. To him the Ford car is a real necessity. Indeed, some farmers tell us that it is doubtful if they could carry on their farm work under present labor conditions if it wasn‘t for the time the Ford saves them. Graham & Carton F.O.B. Ford, Ont. Touring $4 Runabout $4 $495 $475 Phone 292 o 19 Mal