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Putty sociation which was ganization for the promotion of health education. Probably he little thought that his words would be nearly, if not } tos «many of the members of which are Zs = "movement fails, greatly fails, to ex- © ated with it, EE ¢ Dr. John 8 expressed himself regarding an as- in effect an or- "We notice with much pleasure," sald Dr. Wilson's article, "that there has been recently formed in London 8 'Ladies' National Association for the Diffugion of Sanitary Knowledge," among the most distinguished and Jo ladies of England. We also from the same source that the _ object of the association is the preservation of the lives and the s+ health, of women and children by dif-| fusing a knowledge of the laws of «health in regard to air, food and cloth- Ang; and we are told, moreover, that the association has distributed not «Jess. than 40,000 copies of tracts giving plain instruction upon these subjects. "4 *To say that.we are pleased at this press our feelings; we are more than pleased, we are delighted. Next to religion (and very intimately associ as we shall show at some future time) the most important goncern of life is health. The bless- ings of health are to be attained by the diftusion of sound hygienic know- ledge among .the people, and in this way only; and this knowledge is to be dispensed mainly 'through the instru- mentality of woman, dy the influence of her example, and by the circulation of books and tracts on physiology and hygiene in her social intercourse. But "to do the work efficiently, her efforts must not be isolated, casual, occasion- al or dependent on mere convenience and conventionality; they must be' or- ganized, united, certain, constant, or- iginal, untiring 'in season and out of | season.' "We trust then, that the good ex- ample of \the ladies of England will be imitated by the women of America and that the 'Ladies' Association for the Diffusion of Sanitary Knowledge' will spring up all over this country, so much blessed in many respects but so grievously cursed with disease and death from ignorance of the laws of health, with a climate as congenial as |' any perhaps on earth, in a country where the necessaries of life are pro- duced in abundance, with institutions eminently adapted to physical as well as Intellectual development, "Yet with all those advantages the American people--the women, we mean--are the most weakly, sickly people of the civilized world. The causes of this are to be found mainly An an absurd fashion of dress and in the excessive consumption of gross food." . Moles Dislike Moth Balle Trapping is still regarded as the best way to get rid of moles in lawns and gardens. But if there are only a few, good results may be obtained by the use of moth balls. Open the run- ways at the edge of the lawn or gar- den with a trowel and drop in a moth ball or two, or a spoonful of naphtha- lene flakes, and replace the earth, says a recent bulletin from the Department of 'Agriculture and Immigration of Vir- ginia, Moles dislike the odor, and this method of getting rid of moles as a pest may prove fairly effective, says the department, - turbed, passing his hands lovingly ee pn For Fourteen Days over its contours. And also, for that H matter, why shouldn't he have a look ope and pights there is a constant flow | 4 pops marrow? A good look. He'd When in the West I see the dying | of new deli hes and absorbing got a bit of string, and he could com- sun of pleasure and profit, pare the two properly. Sink out of sight, i aialt Sr . Eben reached the allotment rather dae, ft when he comin wiht) Biches from almost [oa afrei. me ws oi a, ster There will be light. every country; collections of ancient | "There, you beauty," he sald, and and modern leces of art in | stroked the marrow from end to end. ® And when with sorrow and with So i erie; famous 2000-Voice | "You're a winner this year, all right." earthly care i n Chorus--Sat., 29; | He lit a match and stood gazing at the I am oppressed Thurs., Sept. 3; Tues., Sept. 8; Sat., | marrow in an awestruck way. It 1 think with peace of life's to-mor- Sept. 12; "Orientia" fandstand | looked bigger than ever in the halt. Tow, Where of sparkling Eines de- |light. The match went out and burn- There will be rest, mystic charms of the ed his fingers, but Eben smiled. Tyames Q. Burnett. Ee da's Band of England (each | With difficulty he surrendered the "No Change 3 bros, silver sad gold. | HN ey es ad No medallist); Cavallo'sandotherbands; a ial. laborious)y ever Se all of in world's The diner rang for the waiter. . | "Where's my change?" he snapped.| largestshow Dollar | The waiter hunched his shoulders. | Horse Palace to be a 5 "Ther isnt any, sir," he raid.| this year. Sixth Matathon in "That *-as my tip." TWO events--sport. of inter. "But I didn't tell you you could have' fenown. are but a it," said the irate diner. of the features which enthrall £ It's Good I's Even Better By C. Gordon Glover of his cottage porch and stared owl ishly down the dark lane. He grunted and poked his head round the doorway into the little room beyond. A girl with pale gold hair, a tip-tilted nose, NTERNATIONALLY famous. for its magaitude, beauty of environment, univer- sal displays, fine buildings and liant entertainment, the Canadian National Exhibition arouses enthusiastic admiration. The waiter smiled blandly. #0Oh, that's all right," he replied. "I'm forgetful myself sometimes." . evsitmif--rn----. A -nervous young man walked into 'a large store and wag confronted by "a salesman. "I want--I want, I really don't want what I want; it is either a a casserole." Salesman Seta "Is the bird dead or alive?" ge Ry CL ---- ! One 'that other was more or less intoxicated, and "Well, Macpherson, here's the tvo : shillings I ow in the street. and said: 8 you"--and gave him | Illustrated literature pil gidly be sent on request, tet be line, Coa oo pS AUG.28.10 SEPT.12.1931 ts' Meaford Flooring IT'S THE BEST me Knight Mfg, & Lbr. Co. Ltd. Meaford Eben Laming stepped steathily out |: . See your dealer . Get our prices and a dusting of freckles, was sitting |sewing. "Just going for a little walk," said Eben, with an air of exquisite non- chalance. The girl looked up. 'All right, dad. What for?" Eben scratched his white head. "Oh, Just as it's a nice night." "Dad, you ought to be in bed. Dad, it's that marrow o' yours again, isn't ite The girl called after him, "When you any ice with me, you old fraud. "Go on, gloat over your beloved marrow, and don't catch cold, It looks like Tain." a Eben retreated. "It's a lovely night," he pleaded. Anyway, I've got to keep my eyes on that there marrer, with the show comin' off and all. Never know who might be up to tricks," He stepped in- to the lane. Thegirlcalled after him. "When you come in, dad, I've something ever so important to say to you," but Eben, his mind on marrows, and above all mar- rows bis marrow, his king of marrows, was stumping off down the lane to the allotments. Secretly, he was afraid of this daughter of his, with her weird perception, - Now, how did she know that he wanted to see if his marrow was all right? «Walking down the dark lane, Eben dreamed of his marrow. It was over four feet long, and wide into the bar gain. It was a prize-winner for sure this year, unless it was for that old scoundrel, Bob Pearce. It was funny, thought Eben, that he and Bob were the only people as could grow marrows in those parts. Bob had won the prize three years, and he, Eben, had won it three years, and now this, the seventh year, would surely. see him win. Eben turned into the path which led to the allotments. The open space before him was alternate light and shade, with the moon flickering be- tween the blown banners of cloud, He walked quietly, picking his way be- tween vegetable beds, shrubs, and slim stretches of turf. Eben thought that it was cold, but was glad he had come. It would give him the oppor tunity of seeing his marrow undis- _|dndeed, if the truthibe known, its cubic '|aliotments, » 'ing a stone, 7 Bob's marrow lay. 'In another minute he staring in a way 'at Bob's marrow. Actually, it was a jgood marrow; a very good marrow. capacity slightly exceeded that of his own, But Eben, filed with the pride Jot. the cultivator; thought it short and | |stumpy. He bent down. "Oi" Eben straightened himself apprehen- sively. "Ol!" repeated the voice. * Peering nto the gloom, Eben could Bee a stout figure lumbering over the "Evenin', Bob," he said, in a voice which lacked enthusiasm. Bob stared at his suspiciously. "Just 'avin' a nice little look at my marrer?" he inquired, nastily, "That's right, Bob. I was just pass- in' like, and I thought I'h 'ave a look. Nice marrer, Boh!" "Yes? And may I ask just 'ow you come to be passin' my allotment? A bit out o' the way?" Eben grew nettled. "Let me tell you, Bob Pearce,' 'he began, but the other cut in with heavy sarcasm, "Tell me nothin," he said. "I quite under- stand. You wanted a nice little walk, and you thought the allotments, and mine particular, was good walkin' ground. That's it?" 'Eben became angry and tactless. He glared at the other old man standing over the marrow, "And wot you doin' here, anyway, Bob Pearce? You come to se my mar- rer, 1 suppose? Let me tell you, I wouldn't touch that measly little cu- cumber o' yourn. No, not for.a hun- dred pounds in gold," he added grand- ly. "You think I come to pinch yer mar- rer?" yelled Bob in the darkness. "Well, yer wrong, Eben Laming, and at the show you'll see who's got the best marrer. That is, if mine don't disappear mysterious-like one night!" "Call that a marrer? bellowed Eben, in fury.' "Why, -mine'd hold ten-o' those. I warn you to keep yer hands off my marrer. It's more like that'll vanish queer-like one night, and if it does, well, I'll know who done it." And Eben, filled with righteous wrath, floundered off. Disgruntled and red in the face, he reached home. Jane was taking a kettle off the fire. "Nice walk, dad?" she asked, bright- ly. "No," said Eben, shortly. "Tea, dad?" She poured out two cups and took a deep breath, "Dad?" "Well?" "Dad, Jem Pearce and me's going to be married." Even rose from his chair in a wild rage. "You're marrying no pup o' that old dog, Bob Pearce," he bellowed. "But, dad, Jem and me's been sort of engaged for years." "I can't help that. I'm not having you marrying anything to do with Bob Pearce." "Why not, dad? the marrows?" Eben thought, "Drat the girl. She knows every time." He sald; "Yes, 1 should think it is, I go down ip a friendly way to have a look at Bob's marrer, and up comes Bob and says I was trying to pinch it, O' course, all the time it was Bob was after mine. I know." Eben shook his white head sagely. "I never did trust that Bob Pearce." "But, dad,' said Jane, "I thought you and Mr, Pearce. had always been sort of friends over the marrows." It seems silly to kick up a fuss over it now, with the show coming off and all. 1 don't suppose he meant anything," she added. "Don't suppose "e did,' said Eben, with icy calm. And then, with a touch of epirited anger, he added: "But I know better, my girl, and you're not marrying that Jem Pearce if I can help it." The next morning Jane washed up after breakfast, made the beds and went out, A young man with his hands in his pockets and a frown on his face was walking moodily towards her. Is It to do with 'Mornin', Jem," she said. "Here's a pretty go," said Jem, shortly. "What d'you mean? Has your old man been on to you, too?" Jem nodded. "Old fools'!® "What's the matter then, Jem?" "What's the matter? Why, dad says your dad was down at the allotments Jast night trying to pinch his mar- row. And he says I can't marry you because of a rotten vegetable." "Dad says the same. What we goin' to do?" 'We'll go for a walk," he sald, kick- ' Bben maintained his stony -sience at supper that night. Jane prattled happily of this and that. At last Eben lit his pipe and sald, "Going out!" "Going to have a | at the mar- Tow, dad?" sald Jane, sweetly, Eben swore under his breath, Eben strode resolutely down to the allotment, his pipe between his teeth, eewpaseruiebesrannenine fusasssssassnnasasnsasens and a fury raging ever flercer in his heart against Bob Pearce. He would XY: guard that marrow to-night, yes, if he had to sit up all nightawith it. "Thiet," . "S'though I'd touch 'is marrer. Dirty muttered Eben under his breath] | 'Alexander Fraser Appointed Producti Manag Christie, Brown & Co. Limited. Christie, Brown & Co. Limited, Toronto, announce the appointment of Mr. Alexander A. Fraser as produc- tion manager for their Toronto and new Winnipeg plants, Mr. Fraser was born in Arthur, Ontario, and educated in London, Ontario, He has spent 30 years in the biscuit baking business with . practical experience in every department of the manufac- turing processes. - Mr. Fraser's ap- pointment as production manager for this leading Canadian company is a guarantee that Christie's Bis- cults will continue to uphold the splendid tradition for quality that they have enjoyed for nearly eighty years. for wiped them away. Eben picked up a hoe and turned to go. As he did so, he heard stealthy foot- steps In the darkness to his right. Two heavy bodies thudded pain- fully together. ' Bob said: and broke off. "You dirty thief,' Eben cried. "I lke that. Ho, that's good that is. You come here a'pinching o' my marrer, and call me a thief, Ho, that's good that is." "What'yer mean, pinchin' yer mar- rer? I/wouldn't touch yer dirty mar rer, not with a op pole, I wouldn't, My marrer's gone, an' I'd like to know wot yom done with it?" "I haven't touched yer marrer," shouted Bob, shaking Eben like a rat. "But I'd like to know where mine is." Then on a quieter note he muttered: "Say, Eben, d'yer really mean that yer marrer's gone?" "'Course I do," rejoined Eben, sus- plleously. "Leggo my collar." "Then do you swear you pinch mine?" "'Course, 1 didn't. didn't pinch mine?" "Sure!" : The two old men stood dumbly in the dark, stupefied. Suddenly Jem and Jane were there. "Hallo, dad," said Jem. trouble?" . "Anything to do with marrows?" sald Jane. "They've both gone, solemnly, "Got you, you, , 2 didn't You sure you "Wot's the said Eben, "Then can we be married?" said Jane. "You're not marryin' , , . began Eben, angrily. "Not 'even if we found the mar- rows?" sald Jem, "What?" chorused the two old men. "Just thought I'd take care of 'em for you." There was a queer silence in the darkened allotment, and then Bob Pearce laughed. "Well I never," he said, Eben found his tongue again, "You mean , , 7 "Yes," said Jane. ». . * '1 have pleasure," said the squire, "in announcing that the prize for the finest marrow will be divided equally between Eben Laming and Bob Pearce. I have another announce- ment to make; it is in the nature of a romance . , ." "All that fer a bleged draw," sald Eben Laming, wiping his head with a red handkerchief. --Tit-Bits, geen He'rt An' the Heid "My he'rt it says ae thing, My heid says anither, An', haich, sirs atween them I'm in a gey swither. "It's true I lo'e Maimie An' fain wad I tell her, But aye there comes owre me The thocht o' Meg's siller, "An' tho' she blinkg on me My he'rt's no' at ease, For my held is aye birlin Her kizzen's bawbees. "Nor maun I coort Maggie; The lassie micht ha'e me, An' pyne, the mischanter To me an' my Matmie! "My heir it airts ae gate, My he'ht airts anither, - An', haich, sirs, atween them I'm in a fell swither." --J, G. Horne, in the Glasgow Herald. How Are Your Feet? Foot troubles affect health and Jomfort. CRESS SALVE little marrer, that o'"is. He knows it wouldn't stand a chance against mine, tesa wont itt it Sadgonet Blessed west wind, it . A ragged. stalk a few leaves _ marked the resting: of the grand- Hi} est marrow in Survey. Eben straight ened himself, trembling with rage. His old eyes 'with 'tears, He removes Calouses, Warts, In- fide quickly, "easily, safely. ust it on. At" 500 THE : Ahrens Street West, Kitchener, Ont. Ww Go To a Tree "When you grow weary of the boasts of men Go to a tree, my friend--one that has stood Long, patient years within a silent wood, Beneath its branches you will find again A thing long lost. tent to be As God created them. that turns Its golden thoughts to Autumn ever yearns Beyond a hillgide's immortality. 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