â- » • r r »- >- â- r I V *- *. >- V 4^ 4 Table Talks Butter Stretched; Sandwiches Good All sandwichesâ€" whether for pic- nics, school or meals at hoi.ic â€" need flavouriui fillings. They usu- ally eat into the butter ration too. Today, the home econoniistj of the Consumer Section, Dominion De- partment of Agriculture, suggest a DHoiJer of ways of stretching but- let and offer some excellent sand wich fillings. If the filling is the non-cIing^ng type, such as chopped vegetable or a salad mixture, some tort of spread is necessary on the bread. To stretch the butter and season it IS well, combine it with one or more of several ingredients to make I "sandwich butter.'' A filling of the speady or cling- ing type takes very little butter if any at all. For greatest economy combine the butter with the tilling. Seasoned Sandwich Butter Yi cop butter Yolk of one egg % teaspoon paprika %tets^oon mustard Few grains cayenne Ji teaspoon Worcestershire sauce y^ teaspoon salt a tablespoons vinegar, t little »t a time Cream butter and egg yolk. A-ld other ingredients as Hsted, and store in cool place. This will keep for a week or more. To soften, warm and beat. Spread very light- ly on sandwich bread ami use with meat or any sandwich filling which oc highly seasoned, Yield: OBt »/S f^. Liver Sandwich Spread ~ «» T- . Yt lb. uver UH enp» «noppeu, '•- '"cooked liver) 8 tab1e«poons fat Yt cup chopped onion 3 half-inch slices bread (cubed) 1/3 to Yi cup salad dressing ^ teaspoon salt Dash of pepper Cover fiver with boiling water and simmer 5 minutes; drain. Melt fat, »id onion and cook until clear. Add cubed bread and cook until aisp and lighty browned. Pot liver, onions and bread through the food chopper together. Add dressing and seasonings an'I mix w«ll. Yield: Vt cups. Spanish Sandwiches S tablespoons chopped onion 1 tablespoon mild-flavoured faj "1 cup thick tomato pulp 1 cnp grated cheese Yt teaspoon salt Dash of paprika 1 egg, well' beaten Saute the onion in fat for 8 minutes: »dd tomato pulp, cheese, •alt and paprika and cook 3 minu- tes longer, or until cheese is melt- ed Stir small amount into the egg; tctorn to the hot mixture, stir and took 2 minutes longer. May be served hot on toasted bread or stored tor future use. YieH: about \y, cups. ROYAL FAMILY THANKFUL U. S. To Erect Statue To British Evacuees AU but 80,000 acres out of the 3,- •36,382 acres set aside for the train- ing of American forces before D- day in Englaifd, Wales and North- ern Ireland have been returned to the control of the British War Office. The area constituted one- tfiirteenth of the total area ot Eng- hnd, Wales and Northern Ireland. As a tribute to the people who karl to evacuate their homes so that American soldiers could rehearse amphibious landings with line firt the United States Army will dedi cate a monument at Slapton Sands, Devonshire, next month. The cost of damage done to property in this irea was borne hy the British Gov- trnment. HE'LL LOVE YOU for ordering Maxwell House Coffee. It's blended from rare Latin-American cof- fees, each with its special quality of flavor, body or £»grance. KILL mosquitoes AMOSQUITO Uyi eggs in â- tagnant water to hatch into a swann of dis- ease carriers. Fly-Tox. told/ everywhere, in- stantly destroys tkis menace. Get a large bottle today. f >- THERE ISONLYONE PLYTOX KILLS I NSECT PE SIS The King and Queen with Princess Elizabeth, left and Princess Margaret leaving St. Paul's Cathedral, London, after Thanks- giving service on May 12th. -ISSUE 22â€"1945 LOUIS CH*J»TER III "jnieed, yes. I flew up, you know â€" got a lift with young Tremblay. He's on his way to Que- bec. I'll go down en the bus to- morrow. Curiosity brought me here and I won't go away until it's satisfied." "The princess is not a poppy show," muttered madame. "I'll go down now and see that those chil- dren are having sufficient to eat and to watch that Rudolph doesn't •tart to walk around the table and wait on them, "^'ou stay here until I come back, my man." Roger stayed there, smoking quietly and thiuking oi Michel. .\ queer duck. Mike, full of strange theories, stranger dreams, a lover of dawns and sunsets and beauty in any guise. Where was he now? What had he found in the maelstrom of hell? Had lie gone out in a burst of tiame. in a iliun- dercloud of glory? Had he turned his hack on t!ic whole thing and taken himself to a mountain top or a green isle in the sea? * « « In the evening stillness. Roger Fabre heard children singing. He smiled, pleased, got up from his chair and crossed to the window. He saw a tall girl wliose hair was a glory in the sunset and two little blond children frisking about her as they walked with Rudolph across the lawn toward the beacii trees. Roger disobeyed madame's in- junction, and went quickly down the back stairs and out into the garden. -After all, it wasn't every 'day that one could see a real live princess. "Good evening. " he said. "1 hope I do not intrude" She smied at him. "Intruders in that dress, monsieur, are wel- come among most people in this world today. Who are you, please? I am Meridel de Morpin." "Roger Fabre I â€" am Madame â€" the housekeeper's nephew." » • • "Oh, Madame Laurin. But she it a lovely old one! I am so glad to meet you. Monsieur Fabre." "It is the first time I have ever talked to a real princess." Meri-lel laughed. "I am just Meridel now. I must forget the princess. It was a little place. Grat- aen, but it was lovely. Lovely in an old way, with red-roofed houses and crooked lanes and old wind- mills and the castle of Gratzen high on its rock, its turrets seeming to be made of gold in the sunset." "Vou will miss it. Your High- ness." "I shall miss it. But thisâ€" this is so beautiful, this land of yours. These mountains of Laurentia. it i« Gel's great kindness that there was such a place for us in which to seek refuge For myself I did not mind. 1 would have stayed at Gratzen â€" "" « « • Someiiiing in her voice made him look at her sharply and he saw that her eyes were gazing far off. "Vou left someone there whom you â€" whom you cannot easily for- get." "I do not know if it is that. I do not know what it is, but there was something â€" the beginning of some- thing."' "Perhaps I uii-derstand," said Roger. "I do not think so." She smiled then, a brief swift stnile. "Ah, how could you? I do not myself under- stand it.y But she was thinking, as »he walked back with Roger to wh«r« the^' neard the chii-dren's voices, o£ the winding streets of Gratzen, or the Inn of the Ccq d'or, oi an August day so muc'n like this had been, of a tall youth with a ruc'K- sack on his back, who had come face to face with her as he walked out of tiie tavern. They had 'ooth stoppe-d. She could still recall that moment, relive every second of it. His eyes were blue in his t"n'.n brown face and his teeth so w'r.ite when iie smiled. "Are you real?" he said. "Is this place real?' • » « It wa5 a fair day in Gratzen and -t-what niadness liad posscsse-l her I She had gone to the fair with him and together they had laughed at the puppet show and rieden on the carrousel and eaten buns and drunk milk and walked up the steep road to the castle in the moonlight. .\n\ there in the courtyard he had taken her hand in his and said, '1 knew this would be the end of the story. Its Cinderella in reverse, isn't it? the clock strikes twelve an-d the little maid becomes the golden princess and the peasant boy goes back down the dusty road. It is so, is it not?" "It is so. but â€" " "There is no 'but'.' He kissed the little brown fingers that he held in his. "There is only goclby." She was remembering all that now as she walked through t'nt moon-shadowed garden with Roger Fabre in this strange silent land, so vast, so awful in its immensity, far away from her own little coun- try. She was seeing the tall youth with the rucksack on his back and the stout stick in his hand go swinging down the hill roa'i irorji the castle. Xlichel â€" it was the only name he had given her â€" Michel * « « "It is so long since I went s'nop- piag,'' said madame. "that those who waited on me, if not support- ing tombstones, are being support- ed by pensiones; so 1 shall take Meridel and the little ones to Mon- treal aird sec that they buy ti'o things they need. Right now they are like scarecrows. " "But, niadamcâ€" " The old lady ignored Kudolpii. it was understood that he was to come to her once each 'day for or- ders and plans of operation. Ma- dame did ail the talking and Ku- dcipi\ for all the attention paid bis few timi-d suggestions, might just as well have talked to the ston« statues in the park. "When Meridel learns the truth I am afraid she will despise me. I am only an impostor, a fraud â€" " "You are nothing of the kind,'' said madame in'dignantly. ".A.nd if you are, what then am I? Is it not enough to see these young ones happy, secure at last? Now get out, my man. I have to dress. And tell the 'ittle ones to make ready within the hour, that we are going to the great city of Montrea.l' "You are so' kind, madame. I shall go now." He found Pol Martin an-d Rosine engaged in deep conversation with Roger. " â€" and Bonhomme Fricot would say, 'Xo bullet ever made could hurt a man's soul and no weapons ever forge'd can match God's weap- ons. God's the one to settle dicta- tors; jus: the same, if you should stumble on one, better hit him on the head while you are asking the divine aid'." "Very sensible," approved Rog- er. "A great philosopher, this Bon- homme Fricot." "His cottage was outside the vil- lage,"' sard Rosine. "It was in a little wood and this day Pol Martin and I went there and just before we came to tiie cottage a plane went over â€" " "And we h»d." Pol Martin's blue eyes were seeing it all again. "We hid in a coppice and we saw a German come down in a parachute right in the field back of Bon- homme Fricot's cottage and we saw hrm draw hi« revolver and go up to the 'door and kick it open and waUc in." "And there was a shot, then an- other â€" crack â€" crack!" Rosine's voice -was shrill. "A cry â€" and we knew Bonhomme Fricot, that good man, was dead. We waited and presently the German came out. We ccru'd ;ee his face now as he walked toward us." "He passed so near to me that I could almost touc'.i him." said Pol Martin. "He was young like you. Morsieur Roger. We hated him then and when we crept to the cottage window after he had gone and looked in and saw our poor Bonhomme Fricot lying dead on the floor â€" " ( I'o Be Continued^ It's dresses like Pattern 4649 that make the girl who sews "best dressed at least cost." .'>mart front- «kirt gatliers conceal figure faults. Contrast binding is a new note. Pattern 4649. sizes 12. 14, 16, IS. 30; 30. Z-2. 34, 30. 38. 40. Size 16, 2ii yds. 39-in. Binding is readymade. Send twenty cents I'-Oc) in coins I stamps cannot be accepted') for this pattern. To Room 4:i. 73 Ade- laide St. West. Toronto. Print plainly size, r.ime. addrcsf. style number. WOMEN VOTING IS NEWS IN FRANCE ^^H â- r ^>Nv^;-^^^^^â- M 1 1^ ^BivT^^^Q 1 1 H ^^Hr^ *^^^H 1 1 B "Two nuns take advantage of their new political freedom in the rtcent Paris elections, when France for the first time in its history termitted women to cast their ballots. Final tabulation showed 4,000,000 women's votes were cast as against 9.000,000 for the men. The Quaiity Tea "SAIAM TEA CHRONICLES oi GINGEB FABM By Gwendoline P. Clarke Sunsiiine â€" heart-waruiing, soul- satisfying", mud-drying sunshine! Were we ever more gla-d to see it? When I awoke on Saturday morning, saw the bright sunshine, heard the brids singing as if their htUe throats would burst with joy, I could hardly believe my eyes and ears. And not only did the sun gladden cur hearts by day but there were the moon and tiie stars to deiigiit us by night. .\s I went out about eievn o'clock to take one last look at my chickens I was tiirilled as I looked up at :he star- filled sky, realizing suddenly that it was neary two weeks since I had seen even one wee star twink- ling in the 'bowl of night.' « « « Kow of course, weather prophets arc getting busy but, as so often happens, no two prognostications are the same. One fellow say« '.K k)ng, dry spell after May 21.' An- other one "W et weather until June 19'' â€" because it rained on .Ascen- sion Day. Partner as a rule, does- n't pride himself on any sixth sense in regard to weather probs but this year he nods his head sagely aird says â€" "Well, what can you expect with so many elections coming off? Look at the speech making that is going on â€" and it's hot air mi.^ing with cold that caus- es we: weatiier." • • • If iha: be so then the air should start clearing after June 4 â€" and really make a job of it around June 11. It won't be long now and may I be forgiven if I breathe a sigh of relief. Don't think by that that I am not i:r.crcsted in the outcome of the elections. I most certainly amâ€" ^nd I shall certainly be out to vote. But one -does get so tired of all this political bally-hoo â€" al- though I suppose it really is neces- sary â€" there being no compulsion about turning out to cast one's vote. I suppose something has to be done to give people a political awareness ".\wareness' or "be- wareness" â€" whichever way you prefer it. • • • Next \\ eor.esday we are look- ing forward to a few hours visit from Partner's oldest brother who has just returned from a two month's visit to England. We know he was in London and on the South coa<t so we are hoping he will be able to tell us some- thing about the friends and places we use to know. Yester- day Partner had a letter from his sister asking if he would go over to see them. It is so easy to pick up and leave a farm! .\nd yei, when we left England it didn't seem so very final. It never occurred to us that it was probably the last time we should see our homes and our families. We told them we should be back again in three years â€" just for a holiday! That was twenty-six years ago. It has been a long three years. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to go back for a visit. So many friends gone .... youngsters we left in kinder- garden, now grown up with famil- ies of their own. My mother . . . ail t;:at remains for me to see would be a green mound in a ceme- tery. 'iThus it is that old faciiiiar plac- es, through time, become strange. Xow it is the places that once were strange that are familiar. The folk we have lived among, that we have worked with, and whose interests we share, they have woven a net around us until the district in which we live is now irreparably our home. .\ visit to England would 'Up fine â€" I hope some day that that three years will be up â€" 't^at I have- n't a doubt in the world that after a few wee'ics in the old country we would speak of our return trip as "going home." Keep Sweeper Clean Each time the carpet sweeper is used, make certain to clean and empty it. To remove wax and oil, wipe the brush occasionally with dry cleaning fluid. Clip and re- move hairs and string from the brtish regularly. Oil the sweeper parts at least once a month. The total population of the Neth- erland East Indies is 60.T31.035, with -he European element total- ling less than 100,000. CIGARETTES! Mx-hiae fiti inlu VE:!<T I'm KET â€" L.\UIKS' PIRSE â€" SOLDIER'S KIT. I' sen .4>V tohaeco or paper, l^'eigks !'-» nuBcra â€" STEKL. 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