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Tom Pollard‘ a Weaver of Urumoru. Lancashire. aged 23, has taken to drink. largely through the influence of Polly Powell. daughter of the proprietor of {he Thorn and Thistle. Tom is divided n his allegiance to her end to Alice Lister. a refined. well-educated girl of Wenty. On the first Sunday in June. 914. Alice demanded that he make the choice between them. and Tom yielded :0 the influence of Polly. Then came he war. Harry Waterman, who had been educated in Germany told Tom that the English would never conquer the -hnuul an Germans. At a New Year recrunum meeting. Tom enlisted. One of his rien s was Alec Mcl‘hail of the Black age who agreed with Tom that Heâ€" ligion and Teetotansm were alike foolish. Rob}rt Penrose persuaded Tnm to Join the Y. M. C. A. In May the Loyal North Lancushires were sent to Surrey Camp. where Tom met Water- man wearing a Lieutenant's uniform. One thing made Tom feel very sad, and that was the loss of Pem'ose. He had been in Surrey only a few days when he was gazetted and was removâ€" ed to another camp about four’ miles away. Still he made new friends and was on the whole happy. He found, too, that even the men, whose conduct Was anything but praiseworthy in Lancashire, were sober here. Only a dozen publicâ€"houses existed within the radius of almost as many miles; and as the rules of the canteen were very strict, there were few temptations to drink. Discipline was far easier, and on the whole the men were bet- ter looked after. _. . ... VVA Ava-vu .- At the enci'gf Ithe second day in this Surrey camp, he was going with a messa e to the offiCers' quarters, when 9 stopped suddenly. _“A_y, can that be you?” he said aloud'. “What do you mean, my man?” And then Tom saw that the persqn whom he recognised wore a lieuten- ant’s uniform. “I bâ€"ég‘ your. pardon, sir," slid Tom, saluting, “butâ€"butâ€"yes, air, it is yogi: ‘_ “1‘ ‘n 7 ,._ “0h, is that you, Pollard? I see you have enlisted, then; that’s all right. You’ll know me another time, won_'_t you ?" __ m1 . - ,,,_ “Yes, I'm all right. Good night," and the officer passed on. ‘ “By George!” said Tom to himself, “I didn’t expect to meet Waterman here, but there’s nothing to wonder about, after all." " V‘TYVeEMVr. Waterman. That is, yes, sir."I hgpe ypu _a1_re well,L sir‘." --An It is not my purpose to give a lengthy account of Tom Pollard’s stay in the Surrey training camp, although‘ much of interest took place, and his daily life there would, if truly report- ed, gladden the hearts of thousands of fathers and mothers who have given their boys to their country at this time. I, who have been to this parti- cular camp, and have talked with the lads there, can testify to this by per- sonal experience. As I have before stated, Tom found the work hard, the discipline strict, and the duties many; at the same ‘time everything was so well arranged and the spirit of such good-fellowship prevailed that thouâ€" sands of young men were under much more healthy conditions, both physi- cally and morally, than thev were at home. Indeed, many told me that they would never care for the cramped life of the office, the workshop, and the factory again, after the free open-air life of a soldier. Tom, who had been quick to learn his duties and to master his drill especially after he hadâ€"as he termed it to me~â€"â€"“been disgraced, and turned over a new leaf," found the work easy and plsasarit: _ “Ay,” said Tom to me, “it’s very funny." “What?” I asked. “The way these greenhorns try to learn their drill." “How’s that?” I asked. “Why, yesterday a chap came u to me wi’ tears in his eyes. I asked Ihim what wur the matter, and he said, ‘Ay, I have not got brains for it.’ ‘Brains for what?’ I asked. ‘Brains for this ’ere drill' a man needs to have a head like Shakespeare to get hold on it. That there formin' fours now: I have tried, and I have tried, and I have bet- ter tried, but I can't get a fair grip on it. Ay, I shall have to write a letter to the Colonel and tell him I shall have t9 give it_u_p.’ ” Tom laughed gleefully as he spoke. “Why, it's as easy as winking, sir,” he said; “but some chaps are thick- headed, you knowâ€"in fact they have no heads at all, they’ve just got tin;- nips stuck on top of their shoulderé. I fair pity the young ofl’icers some- times when they are trying to knock these chaps into shape. But they are doing it fine; and fellows who came a few weeks a o, slack and shuf- fling, are now straig t and smart. It‘s wonderful what a bit of drilling does." the chum every u 1;}:{13 do you find the Y.M.C.;\. help- ful down here, Tong ?’_’ I>asL_:ed. “Helpful, sir! I don’t know what we should do without it. You see it’s different here from what it is in big towns where the men are in billets. We’re away, as you may say. from any town that’s sizeable, and there’s no place to go to of an evening, exâ€" cent the Dublic-house: and if the Y.M. Synopsis of CHAPTER III.â€"â€"(Cont'd.) away, as you may say, wn that’s sizeable, and t1 ‘2 to go to of an evening a public~house; and if the ,dn’t been here we should : to do but fool around. rk they‘re doing here is CHAPTER IV. nce UL x u“... . u. {arry Waterman. who had I in Germany told Tom that would never conquer (he At a New? Yea: recrglting :4... They have entertainments and if you don't feel lika Preceding Chapters |Life.' Stoug "All for a. Scrag Sunday in June. that he make the and Tom yielded 3113'. Then 095mg Author of for 9. Scrap of Paper." “Dearer Than 2." etc. Published by Hoddor & ghton. Limited. London and Toronto Brunford. I to drink. 9 of Polly priotor of is divided 11d have going to them, there’s room where you lean read the papers, and write 'our llettors or play fumes; then they ave lall sorts of goo books for us to read.” . “And how are you {getting on with lyour French?" I askec . Tom blushed as he replied, “Would you like to see my report, sir?" and he took it from‘his‘tunl‘c pl'oudly‘. "nut 51 I “Ami/do you go to any religious iserices, Tom 1?" I asked. ' l “I been to two or three.” replied Tom, “but I don’t hold much wi’ re- lllg’ion. Still they’re grand people, ifind you may ask any man in the camp, lfrom the sergeantâ€"major down to the newest recruit, and they will all tell lyou the same thing. The Y.M.C.A. 115 a fair God-send to 115.? “Why, Tom, this is splendid!” I said, after reading it. “A , I have worked fair hard at it,” said om; “but my difficulty is get- ting my tongue round the words. You see, they don’t know how to pro- nounce, these French people, and ou nave to pronounce their way else t ey wouldn’t understand what you wur saying. and you have to get a grip on it or you can‘t understand what they are saying. I can conjugate the verbs," added Tom proudly, “but when they speak to me in French, that's anything like a long sentence, I get mixed up. While I’m getting hold of the first part of what they’re saying, I forget the rest; but I will master it. What a French chap can learn a Lancashire chap can. "-1 “Do you know, sir,” Went on Tom, “that the Y.M.C. has got no less than six huts here; each of them will hold a thoustand men, and they are jamfull every night. And all the workers are so friendly too.” ‘ “I lost the key on my way here,” he said. How could my mind of innocence doubt him? I helped him to open the I upstairs rooms, and also assist- ed to move down a few things of {some importance. I even offered him 5my service to help him with the large 'looking-glass. We had walked some seven or eight blocks when we were Lpursued by a large, fat Irishman, who itook us by force to a police station, {and duly locked us up there. .9 .- -..u “V‘- v-7 I found out afterwards that Alec McPhail had not followed Tom's ex- ample. Alec had discovered a way- side public-house about a mile from the camp. where he and several others of his companions spent most of thier spage time. 1m ,,,LL up.” -....... “I’m noan religious," said Tom ruth- er boastfully; “but the Y.M.C.A. showed me that I was making a fool of myself, and they have made me see that a soldier ought to be a gentleman. We’re not a lot of riffâ€"raff in the Army; we have come at the call (1 our King and Country to do our bit. And what I say is that a chap ought to live up to his' job; We have got a big, grand job, and we chaps as is to do it ought to be worthy of our job.” (To be continued.) Soon after Mr. Yone Noguchi, the Japanese author, came to America, prompted by the best of intentions he helped to burglarize a San Francisco house. He tells how it happened in his autobiography. How a Japanese Poet Helped to Rob 3 San Francisco House. While at San Francisco, sometimes I stayed at a Japanese boarding house where I paid nothing, since I made a service of English letter writing for the proprietor, and sometimes at a certain William Street, one of the most insignificant of little alleys, where my friends published a comic weekly. Here I happened to become an actor in a farce that set the wholé town to laughing under the heading, How a Japanese Poet Helped a Bur- glar. One afternoon I was reading a book in the room that was parlor, sleeping room and editorial office by turns (we occupied the lower floor; the upstairs rooms were occupied by a Spanish tailor who happened t/o’be out that afternoon), when a young boy, Span- ish,‘ or Mexican, about the same age as myself, knocked at my door and asked for a key that might fit the rooms upstairs. It was his intention, he declared, to move the things away by the com- mand of the tailor, who had engaged some other house. To clear myself from the charge next day, I made the first and last puhiicv‘épeech of my foreign life. I be- lieve that it; was a masterpiece. I said that the incident was a case of Japan- ese etiquette or humanity turned to crime in America by wrong applica- tion. Faith of the right sort go always looking for the best we are old or young,,rich or x have UNWITTINGLY A BURGLAR. ving a day yet, a a right 1g a little bar any oher day. 1 to try to m a better than nsists in whether aoor. We 'I said, “'8 9V8 They are not dead, they only sleep, For death can vanquish only clay, And kindred spirits should not weep For moye than living dust were they. They are 'not klead, they only rest; So rough the road, so far the goal, God called the halt and He knows best When to relieve the weary soul. So long the march, so fierce the fray And foul the ways of murderous foe, That when they tired at close of day, He gave them rest Who bade them go. l Their toil was hard, their day was long, But not on earth more envied lot Than theirs, the brave heroic throng ‘ Who gave to Freedom all they'd ‘ got. Their call was not of earth, oh no, It‘ was the call of Freedom’s God Unto His son’s to rise and show That man is more than slavish clod. They left their homes, their children, wives, Their sweethearts true, their native sod; They gave to Liberty their lives, They gave their souls to Freedom’s God. But they’re not dead; they'll come again When tyrant lords would freemen blnd The sacrifice was not in vain They’ll come again in future kind. Their hearts were not of common clay; Their noble deeds in sight of God, Accomplish‘d in the light of day, Rest not beneath the tortured sod. The story of their fame shall ring When wives and mothers cease to weep; And pens shall praise and tongues shall sing The glory of the brave who sleep. Their missionary deeds shall preach Freedom to slaves in earth’s dark parts 0h, may they too, a lesson teach In nearer lands to sluggish hearts. I deem it vain for such as we They rest in peace at God’s right hand, They live in ev’ry noble heart; And true men now should bravely stand And take each resting soldier’s part. For them with Christ to intercede, Since they, like Him have bled to free Their fellow-man from hellish creed. I do believe their only griefâ€" If grief a place in Heaven hath, Is thisâ€"that we who need relief Should fear to follow Freedom’s path. They are not dead, they are the guestsâ€" The ho'nor’d guestsâ€"of Him on High Who planted Freedom in their breastsâ€" They’re only dead who fear to die. ‘ Chas. Ethelwold. The Whole inside of this fai toâ€"for it deserved no less p‘ict a nameâ€"was lined with richly crystals of amethyst, many I as big as a man's fist, and w liant lustrous facets, as if poli a lapidary. Fairy Grotto in Brazil is Lined With Richly Colored Amethyst. One of the most curious things in nature is a “geode.” It is a ready- made treasurecasket. g The beginning of a geod/e' is a"cav- ity in rock. Water percolating into it deposits silica in crystalline form. Ages later, perhaps, the rock is brok- en open and out falls the geodeâ€"a no- dule of chalcedony lined with beautiful crystals. Sometimes the silica that forms the crystals is stained with oxide of man- ganese, and in such cases the geodes are lined with amethyst. Occasional- ly a geode holds a gill or two of wa- terâ€"to be seen through the translu- Cent coat of the noduleâ€"which has been shut up in the little box for mil- lions of years, maybe. The biggest and most wonderful geode ever discovered was found not very long ago near the German settle- ment'of Santa Cruz, ‘in Brazil.. It was thirty-three feet long, sixteen feet Wide and ten feet high. Embed- ded in rock, the upper part of itâ€"the roof, as one might sayâ€"had been broken through in some accidental way and a palm tree was growing out of it. v T6 rerfiove this gigantic geode was impossible, but it was broken careful 1y to pieces Without blasting. If your NATURE’S TREASURE BOX. HEROES AT REST. nches w re joint fairy grot- p‘lcturesque :hly colored 1y of them i with bril- polished by Y( n easier RAILROADS SOLD FflR WAR USE TO TRANSPORT ARMIES A) MATERIAL TO THE FRONT. The long and hungry arm of war has reached out into Canada and the United States in search of surplus and unused railroads and the plains and junkyards of the two countries have been ransacked of the materlals reâ€" quired in France. The tremendous demand for steel rails and rolling stock for the allied armies in France caught the steel trade unprepared, and rather than wait months for the rail and equipâ€" ment factories to catch up England has gone into the world market in search of old railroads which could be dismantled and transplanted in France. About 1,000 Miles of Canadian and American Railways Have Been Laid Down in France. Hundreds of miles of railroad have disappeared completely from the face of the North American continent, only to appear a few months later in east- ern France. Engines, cars, rails, bridges, tiesâ€"everything real and tan- gible in the way of railroad property has been running the submarine blockâ€" ade for months, and the end is not in sight. Junk dealers have been scamperingi about the country buying up all the} decrepit railroads they could get their‘ hards on. And as "junk" the roadi properties have been sold at prices; 300 and 400 per cent. above the' “junk” market of four years ago. Within recent months approximate- ly 1,000 miles of Canadian and Ameri- can railroads, including all rolling stock worth salvaging, have been snapped up and prepared for shipment abroad. Even hungry junk dealers from Japan have appearel in the mar- ket. Canadian railroads sacrificed many miles of track and much rolling stock for the mother country. Side and switch tracks at s all stations were shortened or elimina ed, in some cases portions of double track equipment being taken up in order thamthe Engâ€" lish armies might not suffer from lack of shells and food. Wherever economy in use of roadbed could be brought about trackage was sacrificed. In a number of cities where street railway Ontario Veterinary Coilege HO University Avenue, Toronto, Canada Under ‘ the control of the Department of Agriculture of Ontario. Affiliated with the University of Toronto. Collggo Reopens Monday. Oct. 1, 1917. Calendar Sent on Application. ' E. A. A. GRANGE, V.S., M.Sc., Prlnolgal 1'HE mem- wfi ‘5 TO PAINT RIGHT A, RAMSAY & SON C0. 1]] For wear and beauty of Makers of Fine coloi' they are unsur- Paints and. n passed. Ask your Varnnshes ‘ ‘ K \ Ramsay Dealer Good E’rices for “Jun " IO¢ ‘BLACK-WHITEz-TAN- [03; F. F. Dalley Co. of Canada. Ltd. ESTABLISHED 1342' MONTREAL color they are un: passed. Ask 5 ?fi \‘fix 5 o 9 0‘: 715 THE “ 17%}: Q 0 SHOE PQLEEHE TORONTO and interurban lines were being relaird-Y with heavier steel the old rails passed into the hands of agents Who had been collecting such property for sale to‘ foreign buy'ers. Few Narrow Gauge Lines. The transportation problem back of the allied armies has become one of the most important issues of the won; The maintenance of the English and; French armies has required the use of thousands of miles of railroad lines‘ and huge quantities of rolling stock' and other equipment. Need for this equipment became more and more lmd' perativo each time the allied armies dented the German line. Despite the popular impression, nar- row gauge lines are not the rule at the front. To be truthful, they are: the exception, for the huge guns and the tremendous quantities of supplies which must be moved over these lines demand the heaviest of equipment. Miles and miles of standard railroad track run right up to the big guns which are belching death into the German ranks. Shell/holes must be filled up, the wreckage of German' narrow gauge lines moved to one side, bridges in- stalled and equipment brought up, sometimes under fire so galling that the work is even more dangerous than trench fighting. Gas In The Stomach ls Dangerous Physicians Recommend (he ule of MI!- nelia. Sufferers from indigestion or dysDeD- 513. should remember that the presence of gas or Wind in the stomach invariably indicates that the stomach is troubled by exoessiqe acidity. This acid causes the food to ferment and. the fermenting food in turn gives rise to ,noxious gases which distend the stomach. hamper the normal func- tions of vital internal organs, cause acute headaches‘ interfere with the acâ€" tion of the heart. and charge the blood stream with deadly poisons. which in time must ruin the health. Physicians say that to quickly dispel a dangerous accumulation of wind in the stomach and to stop the food fermentation which creates the gas. the acid in the stomach must be neutralized and that for this purpose there is nothing quite so good as a teaspoontul of pure bisurated mag- nesia taken in a little water immediate- ly after meal. This instantly neutral- izes the acid, thus stopping fermenta- tion and the formation of gas. and en- ables the inflamed, distended stomach to proaeed with its work under natural conditions. Bisurated magnesia is ob- tainable in powder or tablet form from any druggist: but as there are many different forms of magnesia it is impor- tant that the bisurated which the physicians prescribe should be distinct- ly asked for. The world seems good, and is good, to the man who is full of goodness himself. Kindness is a language that the deaf can hear and the dumb understand. VANCOUVER