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N vM^^«>Mafc.^^1»)i^etfl * ^<MI^^ Since Death Of her hubband. a lludson'b Bay factur. Mis. Watt has been establishing the J. S. C. Watt memorial recreation and community centre for natives of the Arctic area. Through donations and labor of Indians, 517,000 building now is two-thirds paid for hfee^%llra^6^ fe^^lcilorj^n/ /5HoiiT5n:^ The Dog and His Master By FERN AUBLE The (log stood motionless, soft brown eyes riveted on the small figure lying face <lown. Sobs racked the thin young shoulders as the boy's clenclicd fist pounded the hard earth. Slowly, the dog moved toward Ihe boy until he stood over him. Tentatively then, lie nuzzled tlie foungstcr gently. Thad Lacey lay motionless for a moment and then, slowly, almost Fearfully, he rolled his head to one •idv and stared up at the dog itanding over him. For a space, lime stood still as boy ;.nd dog look each other's measure. Then, Ihe dog lowered his head and with k flick of his tongue on the boy's tear-stained cheek, lay down on the ground beside him, his nose buried between his forepaw.i. 1'had rai.^ed I'.iniself on one el- bow and stretched out a grubby brown hand. "Aw, (lie," I r brcalhfd softly "Cit, whcrc'd you come /rum, boy?" Thad's fingers gently fondled the «ilky ears. "You're just about the most handsomest dog I ever seen." Only a hint of the storm of tears lingered. Then in a floodtidc of remem- brance, his eyes filled once more and he rubberf- his knuckles into them angrily. Jlis voice roughened at he said, 'Spot wasn't nearly a.'i pretty as >oii, but I loved him anyway. Old man liciMon needn't have shot him. Spot never hurt his sheep. Spot never hurt nnthin' less it was rabbits or 'possums or varmints of some such kind." » ♦ * A Twig snapped in the under- brush. Thad jumped to his feet and the dog rose quickly, a low, warning note deep in his throat. The man's quick eye noted the tears-streaked face and then dropp- ed to the clenched han<ls. "Hi, son- ny," he said in a fricndl. voice. "Don't think I've seen you around here before, have I?" "Guess not. Mister. Dad and me just moved here a couple of months ago. And .Spot," he added forlorn- ly. "Spot? He your dog?" The man's voice was pleasantly interested. Thad'i â-  ad came up and he made no effort to hide the heart- ache in his eyes as he said with a shaking, indrawn breath, "Uh- huh. He was my dog. Old man Benton shot him yesterday. Said Spot was runnin' his sheep." Chin not quite under control, he con- tinued, "Spot never run nothin' but varmints. I trained him my- self an' i know." He stared de- fiantly at the man who gazed back at him with troubled eyes. "Tiiat's too bad, son. I'm sorry you lost your dog. Mr. Benton was probably too hasty, but there'vc been a number of sheep killed around here lately and the farmers arc pretty touchy." "I know, but Spot didn't hurt his old sheep none. Not ever." * * » The man was silent for a mo- ment, watching the boy fondle the hound. I've never seen Bucky with such an idiotically happy look about him, he thought. Suddenly, he made his decision and looking hard at the boy said, "Look here, son. You've lost your dog through a mistaken notion on the part of Mr. Benton. It looks like you and Bucky there under- stand each other pretty well. "Vou take Bucky for your own' dog A boy needs a doy and all dogs need a boy for their master. You and Bucky belong together." He stopped, smilling at the light in Thad's gray eyes and before : e could repent of his offer, turned on his heel and started rapidly across the field. Thad looked after him word- THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson CClR. 1144 BY NtA (HVICI. wa T. M. Rf c. u. •. rAT, orr. ^uo)tif9gi Ot^hit 7/lL, WORD WAS APPLIED T& LON& BEFORE IT WAS 7D REPTILES. 4 U6HT DOWNSTAIRS I 5H0WS THAT SOMtOHt] J'Ajci, A/ew)r6tA:. Icssly. He sprang to his feet and raced after the man, Bucky loping at his heels. "Hey, mister!" Thad's voice readied the man as he walked with downbcnt head. He stopped and turned slowly. "Hey. what's your name, mister? I never seen you before neither." There was a note of apology in the man's voice. "My name's Law- rence Benton." Not waiting for a reply he turned ar strode on. Typewriter Prints 90,000 Characters Canadian stenographers who have been bothered with typewrit- ers that do not spell very well might shudder at the thought oi operating a new Chinese typewrit- er, invented by Dr. Lin Yutang, the distinguished philosopher and author. This machine can print 90,UOO Chinese characters by the use of various combinations of its 72 symbol keys and eight printing keys. What scope for typographical errors!, exclaims The ICdmcnton Journal. The typewriter, product of JO years' work by Dr. Lin, measures only 14 by 18 by nine inches and weighs little more than 50 pounds. It is an enormous improvement on earlier efforts in the way of Chinese typewriters, one of which resembled a pipe organ in size and was sharply limited in the num- ber of Chinese characters that it could print. Dr. Lin's machine has 36 upper and 28 lower keys, representing the upper and lower parts of a Chinese character. The pressing of an upper and lower key brings into printing position a unit of eight words in the same category. The typist sees these eight words in the magic eye of the machine and chooses the one he wants by pressing one of the eight printing keys. Chinese language and literature experts are enthusiastic over the possibilities of the machine, which will be mass-produced in the Unit- ed States. Chinese documents and letters at present are all written manual- ly. Their books and newspapers arc set by hand, and they must depend on a numerical code for sending telegrams, so enormous is the number of Chinese characters. The new typewriter opens the way for a great advance in Chi- nese writing, printing, filing and other associated fields. (/btBURNStSCALDS Sold by all Dru(giil«^â€" 2Sc, 33c (lubt), 30c and fl.OO MECCA TMENT It May Be Necessary To Curb Rainmakers Most people figure that right now there are too many laws against too many different things â€" but obviously there will have to be a few more. Take, for instance, this recently developed business of rain-makingâ€" or call it recently improved, if you figure that some of the old formulas were effective. At least, they were jealously guarded secrets. Now it's getting so that anyone wlio is really inter- ested in producing a rainstorm can hire an airplane, scatter a few pounds of dry ice into a rain cloud and get r.;sults almost im- mediately. According to the Saiill Daily Star, a" the props he needs are in the rain cloud, the dry ice and the plane. * * * It's easy to forecast the diffi- culties which may develop if rain- making becomes as simple â€" and as universally practised â€" as turn- ing on the sprinkler every time the lawn looks t o dry. One farmer, for instance might figure his corn in need of rain. But if when he turned on the water his neighbor happened to be haying, strained relations very likely would de- velop. As a matter of fact, there has been trouble already. Out in Ok- lahoma recently, residents cf Chickasha hired a dry-icer to go up and make them a little moist- ure. But a wind came up with nice timing, and Chickasha's rain all fell in nearby Anadarko, which hadn't wanted to be drenched at all. ♦ "^ * One case of legal actioir has de- veloped. The manager of the Kan- sas State Fair not long ago asked for an injunction to restrain a po- tential rainmaker . from making things moist while the fair was in progress. Obviously, something will have to be done before all this goes too far. If a law isn't passed, the only alternative open to any area whose residents don't want to get wet will be to set up anti-aircraft de- fence systems. It Makes Sense In midsummer we took my four- year-old niece with us to the movies. Our summer heat is such that not even an air-cooling system reaches all parts of the theatre. Diana squirmed and wriggled. During the intermission 1 asked her what was the inaitcr. She said: "I'm hot. 1 wish ! had a sweater on." "Why on ta-.th a sweater?" 1 was surprised into asking. . "So I could take it off," she an- swered. British settlers in substantial num- bers arrived at Cape of Good Hope in 1820. Mother â- â- '"'^^^i«"^i« Relieve dla- tress of baby's cold while he sleeps. Rub on Vicks VapoRub at bed- time. 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