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* .•!!=.*â- . -i,.*; L .â- Ull.VBTT'ipmpg .sHUttj Stdf^ The Jester's Last Chance By JOHN T. KIERAN (Jiif more chance to play his old role I One more chance to put on the only thinR left of the clays when he was hailed as the World's C.reati-st (!lown, as Arscl, the Chil- dren's clcliRhf. In a lias'- Arscl thought of what was in his trunk, for from his shab- by tiiu'inont room he could hear the little fellow downstairs be- w billing his fate. The circus par- ade! And it was passing a block down, just far enough away that he conUI not sec it, hut near en- ou.Th tliflt he could hear the thrill- ing rumble of wagon wheels and the delighted shouts of the other children. Hut to share in the feast of joy was denied the little fellow. A few days before an errant truck had crushed hir. leg, and there he lay, imprisoned in a heavy cast. • • * To .Arscl the rumble of wheels brought back memories. Again the smell of sawdust was in his nost- rils. The stirring music of the cir- cus raiiK in his ears. He saw the big tent, the prancing horses, the thousands of people laughing at his antics, shouting his name â€" Arsel, the world's greatest fun maker, beloved by millions â€" now Ar.scl the forgotten, the unknown, in poverty and ill health. He sat up now in his bed uncertainly, wobbily. Hut only for a moment did he Jicur the shouts and applause of otluT days, for they were crowded out by the crying of the boy down- stairs, lie was inconsolable. The circus was passing him by. Arscl was trying to carry his thought into action. One more chance to be his old self! One more chance to wear the one thing that remained of his days of glory â€" his clown suit. And for uhat a tause! * * • The shabby room became a dressing tent. Out there was the audience he was going to amuse, to make happy â€" even more this time â€" to cheer a little boy into a frame of mind that would beckon recovery and lessen the misery of Imprisoned limbs. But could he manage to go through with it? Could he find the •trength? The community nurse, having found him when she came to visit the injured boy, had told him that he must not leave his bed. But another outburst of childish grief decided him. Hesitatingly, totteringly he left the bed and started for the battered trunk in which lay the old clown suit. When the circus had come into the town a 1 If dozen of the ojd- timers were still with it. They had been troopers long ago with Arsel before he faded into obli- Yion. They had last heard of him in this town. He probably was still here. They determined to find out, and to give him a rousing saluta- tion, a refrular circusman's greet- }nr Arsel had the old suit on now. I (BJiigglilBlIJ^ aifffBJI I Sequin sunburtt from the left â- houlder to the darted waistline is gay trim on thii Peter Pan date dress. The wide short aleevei dia- (!3y the same fullneas as the flar- c<' dress. I U. S. 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JT 36 w 8 in II 43 ^M m ^ T ST 3f 1*7 51 37 Jl CHRONICLES OF GINGER FARM By Gwendoline P Clarkt Now let's think about Christ- mas, shall we? Christmas, you say? Well, why not? Fall fairs are over, Thanlcsgiving is past, we have had our Indian summer, we are back on standard time, so v/hy slioukln't we think of, and plan for, the last big event of the year? To tell you the truth I have had it in mind for several weeks and have already purchased a box of Christmas cards and a couple of Christmas gifts. I have a feeling that onlin- ary, everyday presents are going to be hard to come by at reason- able prices later on. Daughter is also Christmas-minded and her knitting needles are busy ail the time. She was here for Thanks- giving as were also other friends from a distance. These from a distance came unexpectedly so that on Sunday our dining-table looked more as If It were set for a thresh- ing gang. On Monday some of us took a trip up the road to take a look at our new highway that is still under construction â€" 4ind that la putting it mildly. We never know when we start out from this end what we shall find at the other â€" or whether we shall get through at all. This time we found a steam shovel at work chewing its way He wondered again what made him feel so strange. But then as he looked at himself in the dingy mirror he forgot everything. He was Arsel, the Children's Delight. Suddenly he almost collapsed. The flare of strength that had buoyed him up puffed out. Suddenly a sound re-aroused his flagged mind. Incredulously he listened. Was it just a part of this strangeness that had come over him? Or was it really a cir- cus band? Just outsidel They were playing his march. The Cir- cusmen's March I He relaxed, happily. The boy was getting his circus after all. Shouts of joy were coming from him. For the little fellow was looking out the window, almost crying again he was so excited and thrilled. "I wanna dance," he exclaimed, looking down at his cast. lie saw one of the bandsmen come into the house. In a minute or two he came out again and the band stop- ped playing. He said something to the others and then they started playing again. The boy looked puzzled. He listened attentively for a moment. Then: "That first piece was so frelly it made you wanna dance or sniiielliin'. Ihtt this one is different. Gee! It sounds like sonicbuddv ivas tlead." Good Measure "I always believe in weighing my words before speaking," said Mrs. Hopkins. "And you don't give short weight either," replied her husband. LAKOC ICONOMICAL (lit 65c ^^COLD? Check iff with AWDS 1\NIM| t7-4« ^ Jint Inhale the tooth- ing, htmliou fumei, for quick relief. !('â-  fait â- ctinil Oct â-  boule toilay. clear across the road preparatory to laying a culvert. We went as far as we could go, then turned tail, and approached the job by way of a detour to find out what was going on. We found plenty of activity. The machinery was work- ing at a spot where they had struck quicksand. Tile had been laid along one side of the road and all kinds of fill â€" dirt and gravelâ€" had been dumped on the road. But still the road-bed was like a sponge to walk on. It really gave one the queerest feeling. I was almost afraid to lift one foot after the otherâ€" that is until I remembered that heavy machinery was continually passing over the spot, and since each piece of equipment must weigh a good many tons I thought there was just a chance the road-bed would not give under my weight! Any- way daughter and I took a chance as we wanted to watch the big bulldozer at work â€" the men were off at another place watching some other machine. The bulldozer was going up and down a huge bank, pushing dirt ahead of it on to the road for more fill. It looked as if it must surely take a nose- dive but of course we knew it wouldn't â€" the caterpillar treads took care of that. * * * Haven't we been having the most wonderful weather and isn't the country lovely these days? I think we should all take a little time off some time and take ad- vantage of every chance we get to see a little of our own native scenery. Maybe it isn't necesary to go very far afield â€" sometimes no further than our own backdoor. The main thing is to have "seeing" eyes. » * » And speaking of scenery â€" if you get the connection â€" what do my readers think of the Battle of the Skirts? Of course we will leave the men out of this little discus- sion â€" what I want to know is what the ladies think of it. Per- sonally, I am all in favor of the longer heni-linc â€" if it doesn't go to extremes. Dresses the way they were may be all right for five- footers â€" all tlicy have to do is shorten them to suit themselves, but take wonion like myselfâ€" five feet eight â€" we never find anything long enough. Now it will at least give us a little leeway whether we finally deride to have them long or short. And after all, ladies, you will admit that the longer hemline will cover up a few runs and such like in these days of dearer stockings. Hut, of course, if fashion says â€" skirts to the ankle â€" W'ell, that's another story. That is where we can show our in(U|ien- dcnce and do as we like. The diamond is the hardest most enduring substance in na- ture. Rules for Care Of House Plants Watering is one of tlic most im- portant secrets of success in rais- ing plants. There is no hard and fast rule for watering plants, be- cause of varying temperature and humidity. Plants of the same variety even vary in their demands be- cause of difTcrences in size or vigor, says Christian Science Moreton. The amount of water lost through the sides and bottoms of pots varies because of different-degrees of poro- sity of pots. Most plants require a little water every day and more on hot, dry days. It also helps to sprinkle the foliag^ of many house plants; African violets, cinerarias, and begonias, however, should never have water sprinkled on their leaves. Use tepid instead of cold water in watering house plants and be sure there is humidity. Some plants may be kept at their best by placing a saucer filled with pebbles and water underneath the pots. D&wn Patrol I do not love the crowing rooster As much as in my youth 1 yooster. In fact, it makes m? somewhat surly To have him wake me up that uriv. True Co-operation Employee: "Could I have tomor- row off to help my wife with the house-cleaning?" Boss: No. We're much too busy." 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Every Second- ary School is allowed to submit two pupils for the Art and two for the Music Scholarship. The music is open only to grades nine and ten, and is for instrumentalists only. The Art is, this year, open to all grades in Secondary Schools. Application forms and further information may be obtained from the school princi- pals. Use Two To dry bedspreads and blankets quickly, use two clothes lines. Pin top of spread to one line and bot- tom to other line so that spread is itretched horizonatally. QUICK RELIEF FOR BABY'S TENDER FEVERISH GUMS |(001WGU|^ THE NKIV SCIENTIFIC .METHOD TEETHING AID (U.S. PATB.NT .No. 24:i.'.74) VOt'R DOCTOR WOCI.U RECO.MMEXD THE COLD C0.MPRE8S TO RELIEVE PAIN At Better Stares Everynbrre or Send SI. 00 to 2112 £1. CAJON BLVD. SAN DIEr.O 3, CALIF. PROGRESSIVE PRODUCTS / \ 1 MmsmwcFOFmpmiic One of a series of advertisements in tribute to those Canadians in the service of the public POPâ€" Can't Stand It! By J. 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