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shine. The postmaster looked thought- fully after her and addressed himâ€" lsaelf tq the empty general delivery axes. nu» “That niece of her ought to write oftener. -She doesn’t know what her letters mfizm to the little old lady.” Now M533 Cornelia was not exact- ly old.- This harvest marked her fifty-first autumn and she was still so young that her spirits were not long dumped by the lack of the look- edâ€"i’er letter. She smiled as a brown squirrel whisked into view, laden with a- sample of his winter store. She stepped carefully to avoid the springing erickets that dotted the Walk. An ‘when she entered her own garden, 5 e stooped to gather a few Might-faced~ pansies. (,I She put the flowers into 1 crystal bowl in’ her sitting room and ‘seated herself to enjoy, herI magazine, but her thoughts wafidefed. Her gave traveled over the trim garden into the watery sunlight of the empty street. Then she looked around the luxurious little room and sighed involuntarily. She stepped to the dining room door 21xe called: “Mary? Mary, rbring’}'0L11- pota- “Mary ?' Mary, b) toes in here to Racy? Margy came o’bediently, with two~ pans and a paring knife. She was used to these requests. She seated herself ‘by the open fire. Miss Cornelia Watched her for a little then her gaze traveled to the empty _s_treef. ggain._ - ‘ Old Mary’s keen Irish eyes did not miss the movement and her voice was deep with tenderness when she spoke. “What’s in your heart, honey 7" Miss Cornelia started guiltily, but answered frankly: “I think I am lonely, Mary. I know it is weak, but, oh, Mary, if I had only had a little of life. If only a child had been left to me! Little feet to paltter along the floorsâ€"mudâ€" dy little feet, and burned little fing- ers to tie up with Vaseline, and torn littlenclothes to mendâ€"oh, Mary, Mary. ... ‘-1 “Hi-fa: casped hands tightened in her lap . After a litt‘xe she went on quiet- ly. U _ .7 _ a .J. "But I am too old for all of that. What I want now is a strong young arm to lean upon. And who knows, Mary?” Her face lit with a wiidly happy thought. “Maybe eve: right toâ€"day, we might be making wedding clothes!" Mary laughed tenderly and Miss Cornelia raced on with imaginary de. tails, from the dressing of the bride’s hair to the color of flowers on the breakfast table. 5 She came back to earth as lightly as a snow-flake, laughing at, her own ettraxtggaqces. u. “It is all very foolile but it did me good,” and she settled to her magazine with renewed zest, while old Mary’s eyes brooded upon the lit- tle gray figure and looked hpyond it to a brighter figure. nshing out of the long ago. Miss Cornelia interrupted her thoughts. "Just your magazine to-day. Iornclia.” malt-rtel‘l's Eere, Mary. about :1 W0- man who finds mothers for mother- less sailor boys. Size gives‘g. bay and Mary’s face lit suddenly, but she saw that the thoug‘ht had not entered Miss Cornel-ia‘s head. She hesitated a few minutes. before she suggested: "There's a chance for you, honey a mother each other they write to one am the boy has leave he ted mother.” 1eery 3“! mai In infusion is worth every cent 0 ts cost,»the 51 i flavor is Delicious and the strength Abundant. Question ‘ . ., \\' how game ‘Ne h m Nam 31ng mm i6} parfimfiara. R. G. MrLemi= 9 King Street_ “'33:. Toronto. W eyond urices ‘3 for Bl-‘GYCLES the time Buy now It PART I Lime for the b now and save ulreds of good ' nging from $14 ‘ticulara. R. G. 1 sh rose int her shook figure in letter fiéfé \hddress" and another, and when he visits his adop- in the thin face n the gray its bonnet determinedfiy . Mr. Demp- Mr hi MARGA RET BROWN n sun- head Miss Tea Obtai 3m!)- ney he Mast Economiggg â€"â€"I think you coulci be making some sailor b0y hfppier." “But, Mary, I am not a mother.” “Oh, aven’t you, though? An’ who is it the kiddies are tagging along the street, and the big boys, tipping their hats to so gentiemanly, and the big girls hurryin’ to catch up With? You’ve no born \children, honey. but you’re all mother,” Miss Cornelia’s face lighted but she said dubiously, “I am afraid " >“Tl‘y it an’ see,” encouraged Mary‘ _ It- was two days before Miss Cor~ ne‘da got her courage up sufficiently to write the woman in Halifax, tellâ€" ing her briefly that she was not a mother but that she wanted to be one to some orphaned sailor boy. ed her 1300. “Mrs. Cornelia Baker. I ’spose she thinks yflou'reha Evid‘dxz” S'IL‘_ “A... ouxuno u .v .. V .v... Miss Hornelia fiashéé a little. “And am I not, Mary?” “’Deed, yes, honeytyou are. Let's open it and find out." There spilled out upon the table from the enclosed letter a slip of pa- per. They both looked down at it and then at each other. It bore the name of a man and the name of a ship. Mary put her arms around Mdss Cornelia and a few tears of joy were shed on the amplq shqulger.‘ Presently they read the kindly let- ter together, and Miss Cornelia went away to write a rely of gratitude that a liktle astonis ed the earnest- eyed woman who helped motherless boys and boyiess mothers to find one anoiher. The first letter from the good ship Britannia was a xxever-toâ€"‘be-forg‘ot- ten event in the life of the little white house set, in the gay little gar- den. Maiss 601-nelia read and reread it, and then read it aloud to Mary whose eyes glowed as she listened. ’18 i Dear Monther: . When I got your letter, I Wondered! if here at last was someone Who‘ really belonged to me. Do you want us to really and truly belong? It' isn’t just make believe, is it? I don’t think from your letter that‘it is. I will tell you about myself as you asked me to do. There isn't really much to tell. My parent both died in a fire in Halifax eighzeen years ago when I was only a few months old. I was found and put into all orphim agylun: where I grew up." From the time I was a little fellow, I have always had a hankering for the sea. There was a teacher in the orphans' home that was good to me and helped me out, and after a good many ups and downs, I got into the navy. It isn’t {ust what you would call an easy ife but it is an interesting one. We learn a lot and we see a lot but it gets awfully lonesome sometimes. There's a pretty good share of us haven’t anv home at all. A fellow let me read a letter from his mother once and I cried Like a baby over it. I‘m five feet, ten and a half, mo- ther. How tall are you? I’ve just kind of got an idea that you’re little and sor: of dainty and move quick, and your laughâ€"4 can almost hear your laugh. That's funny. isn't it? I will send you my picture as soon as I can find one, and will you send me yours? I want to know just how ..-~ av“ _ , you look and not do too much guess- ing. And I’dwlike to know just a little bit about your life. Irhave kind of an idea. that you are a widow. = You will write again soon, won't :cu, Jug, “guy,” J t and find out." Enable Aggywher ter J coulfl. be making some also ay 'Dur addres B 541 r “I must tell him the truth, Mary. There must be no deceit between me andâ€"my son!” She dwelt lovingly on the word, with a. dreamy smile in her eyes, then she tucked the letter into the bosom of her dress and went out to cut great bowls of‘ cosmos and Chrysanthemum to set about the house. tn old Mary, she sat Iookingrfhought- fully at the envelope. g ' Severed. Friendships. l In our youth we are busy making frindeshipls. Indeed, they come to us often almost unsought. Then one by one the links are broken, and the debris of much happiness lies scat, tered behind us on life‘s highway. Sometimes the friendship is broken by death. It is not such breathes that are most unhappy; for there are times when the dead seem to come singularly near to us, and, in anyl case, the parting is not for ever. There will be a knittting up of sever- ed friendships of that sort by and by. It is friendships broken by pas- sion, by pride, by indifference, by carelessness, that are most painYull to recall; and every year we live we! have reason to regret them more. I EAGLE Wrieoâ€"Qoniday €09 our big ghowing our fun lines of Bicycles [0: Men and Women, Boys and Gals. FREE CATALOG.er 27 None Demo Street W'eet. Montreal. Tires. Coaster Bmk‘es, Wheels, Inner Tubes. Lamps, Bans, Cyclometcrs, Sadd\E5,Equip~ men! and Parts of Bicycles. You can buy your supplics from us at wholesale pricen. Eiectric Light at Home $2.00 IN CANADA. The latest electric light discovery No batteries to buy or electric bills to pay. Thousands of homes and farms have installed this elec‘ (no light years ago and are still using it daily. Guaranteed to be safe, simple and inexpensive; any- one can insiall ii. This midget electric light complete with wirâ€" ing instructions and high grade material. such as fine copper wire. fibre covered wire holders, single pole knife switch. drop light fix- ture, battery protector. socket. friCiion tape. maroon finished shade and globe: also our famous battery compound which will sup- ly the current for the electric ights; also re-charging cables and instructions for re-charging your batteries without expense. These instructions and materials will enable you to have electric light anywhere. Expreqs Paid >324” MOTOR CYCLES MOTOR ATTACHMENTS T. W. BOYD 8: SON, (To be continued.) THE year 1918 was for the business of life assurance a year of supreme achievement. Owing to the combined effect of the war and the influenza epidemic death claims were unusually high. The payment of these claims enabled the éompanies to render an unprecedented measure of public service, and to fulfill to a more noteworthy degree than ever previously the beneficent purpose for which they were founded. The record achieved during 1918 by the Sun Life of Canada was one of particularly striking success. For the first time in the Company’s history new assurances paid for exceeded Filty Million Dollars. The growth in size, strength and prosperity accentuates the Company's position as not merely the leader among Canadian Life offices, but one of the great insurance corporations of tire world. The Company’s financial power is emphasized by its large Assets. Income and Surplus. During the year $7,460,000 was added to the Assets, which at December Blst, had reached the huge total of $97,620,000. The Income is now $21,651,000, while the undivided Surplus is $8,027,000. Splendid Recm‘d Achieved. during 1918 Profits Paid or Allotted to Policyholders in 1918,. - SURPLUS Total Sur Ius :ilst December, 1918, over all liabilities and capital (A900! 111%“) the Company's Sunder which is more severe than that laid down by t a hmmnce Act.) TOTAL PAYMENTS TE) POLICYHOLDERS Death Claims, Mutated Endowments. Profits, etc. during, 1918 â€" Payments m Policyholders sine: organization . - ’ ~ ASSURANCES ISSUED DURING 191R Assets as at 315! December, 19% Assurances issued and {mid fovriin $511 during 1918 - lucreue over 1917 BUSINESS IN FORCE Life Assurance. in force 3lst December, 1918 Increue we: ’9)? Urduâ€"A“, v - n . ‘ . . . x ' INCOME ash I‘ncome from Premiums, Interest, Rents, etc, in 1918 . Increase over 1917 PROFXTS PAID 0R ALLOTTED SUN CC©ME®ANY AQAEA 1871 Ineresse over 1917 Hora}? snu‘ “7'1 1 593 i913 1918 vuu Picking Up the Crumbs. It is not necessary for a housewife to purchase boxes of cracker meal or cracker dust for use in preparing croquettes, escalloped dishes, or fried foods. Every one has noticed what a quantity of crumbs are left when slices of bread are cut from a loaf, especially a loaf that is a bit stale. It takes only a few seconds to .brush these crumbs up carefully and ‘place themxin a receptacle. If this is repeated after each cut- ting it is surprising in what a short time a quantity will have been ga- thered together. HEAD OFFIE‘E' MONTREAL T. B. MACAULAY. President Slices of bread left over from a THE COMPANY’S GROWTH THE RESULTS FOR 1918 ASSETS rwkfimw mmmmm "wwwwu 1836 U will renew them. We pay carriage charges one way and guarantee satisfactory work. 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