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Mother had sung as far as “There let the way appear,” when she stepped out the back door and saw Peter-â€" Peter G. Blaineâ€"city man of affairsâ€" her boyâ€""sonny!" It was the same old kitchen and yet there was a difference. A fireless cooker had just been opened from which savory odors were issuing Lorth. It stood beside an electric range. There was an electric fan over the kitchen cabinet. But still he would have known it to be the kitchen in which he grew up. He could have closed his eyes and put his hand on the cookie crock. His mother led him into the living room. Was there any spot on earth so cool and restful? Home Keeping Hearts Are Happiest hung in the same place over the piano; Father‘s big leather chair was by his end of the living room table as always. There were more booksâ€"another whole book case of themâ€"and electric lights inâ€" stead of the old oil lamp. It was home to Peterâ€"the home he had car- ried in his heart all these years and had been homesick for. How comfortable it made one feel to hear Motherwsinging as she added the finishing touches to the dinner for the men. He had come in the .back door, just as he used to do. dirty, tired, out of sorts with himself and the world, and although this coming was after an absence of twenty years, it had not disturbed for long the even tenor of her way. One would think he had been away only over night! Mother’s hair was white. Her face was serene. Time had left no lines on her placid brow and Peter knew, as he watched her lay an 'extra plate for her son, that she had found the choice things of life. ter for him to see you sent us last dishes. I have beautiful set of now I have them 2 day.” Then he saw Mother. 8. boy again coming up woods for her to turn his peace. The men, six of them, came laughing and talking from the horse barn. Mother beamed and introduced “my son." They took him as a matter of course. What were his millions to them? Then came Father, who shout- ed, laughed and blew his nose and was "terrible glad" Peter could get away to “look in on the old place." Hay seemed the most important Millions now use it to their utmost satisfaction in the preps. preserves, in BB ecause it‘s two cooks in our family, aren’t there, Mother ? And see how light the cake is! I told Harold I creamed the butter and sugar, and he said I wasn’t big enough. He didn’t know I used Lantz‘c. Tell him I did help make it, Mother.” ‘ LAN TIC SAVES TIME IDID help make ._it, didn’t I? Now there are im to see, “I spent the cheque us last Christmas for these I have always wanted a set of real Haviland and ve them and I use them every she said, holding up a plat PART II We first offered the public our ration of cakes, puddings and sauces, in the cooking of thc making of candy, in the sweetening of beverages. He was just through the troubles into TEA ATLANTIC SUGAR REFINERIES LIMITED - RIONTREAL thing in the universe and Father's iface glowed as he told Peter of the enormous crop. The barns would be full to bursting. And they were going to have it all made before they realâ€" ized they had a good start. The men laughed and were quite concerned as to the number of loads they would get in that day, sorry they were not going to have more of Mother’s meals. Howe, on an adjoining farm with six men and two teams, had put in twenty loads the day before. Father and his crew would “go them two better" if Mother could furnish enough fuel to keep them going. One of the younger fellows proudly told Peter that Mr. Blaine made the best loads of anyone in town. Peter asked his Father if that were not too hard work for one of his years. The man seated next to Peter G. gave him a dig in the ribs and another gave him a. sly kick un- der 'the table as Mr. Blaine with straightened shoulders said incisively, “Son, I will pitch hay with you any day from daylight till dark!" The fried spring chicken disappear- ed like magic. Peter had never tasted anything quite so good as those peas fresh from the garden. Home-like bread with freshly churned butter and new strawberry preservesâ€"how had he ever eaten restaurant stufi? When the cherry pie came Peter groaned. He was the “old” one in that circle of hearty eaters. Then came ice cream and whipped cream cakeâ€"Peter could have wept for the boy’s capacity of long ago. He went wearlly to the couch on the porch and knew no more until he wakened to find Mother in her rocker at his side with her Bible in her lap. “I knew you would come, dear,” she said. “I just could not stand it any longer without my boy." Her hand lovingly touched his curly head. He was just a boy again. After awhile she said: “I have an errand over at Mlnnie’s. You remember Minnie?" Come along with me.” Minnie lived in the village. Peter went. with his mother to the garage. She took the driver’s seat, but the selfâ€"starter refused to work. Fat old Peter whizzed and puffed, but crank if he could not. His mother came to the rescue laughingly saying, “It some- times acts like that," and calmly cranked the car out of the garage. It was the Collins place into which they droveâ€"the one Peter had thoughts of buyingâ€"~but not the Col- lins place of boyhood days. Minnie, now a mature woman, was in the gar- den. She was delighted to see Peter and took them to her cool verandah and served cakes and iced tea. Mrs. B724 “Yes. Peter, I surely do write books!" she said, In answer to his question. “Did you think no one out- side ot Montreal was doing anything?" And she laughed mockingly at him. “And Peter! In case you do not know it, which you do not seem to, you are the hero of my last book.“ His moth- er looked disapprovingly at his em- barrassment. “Don't tell me that you had not known Minnie was writing, Peter?" Peter confessed his ignor- ance and his Mother informed him that her “Peter book" was a best sell- er, “and.” she added dryly, “it might be good for you to read it." Then they talked of hay and corn and wheat and oats and potatoes and cows and butter and, once more, of gardens. Peter was sadly out of the conversation. Soon he was introduced to Minnie's sixteen-year-oid daughter, Jean, twirl- ing a pink sunbonnet by the string. Jean. her mother said, had been driv- ing the hay wagon all day. Jean's brother. a Varsity freshman, with sleeves rolled back, greeted Peter G. as man to man: Blaine and Minnie had a great deal to talk about and Peter listened, a mile amazed. There was a catch in his throat when he thought of his wife. He re- membered the night that Tom was born; the feast she had prepared when he had been made president of his company; how she had clung to him the first time he had to leave her on an extended business trip. Love him? Of course she loved him! Poor child, she had to find something to take up her attention when he be- came absolutely absorbed in business. But from now 011â€"- it. It was simply human nature on a big scale. But the Being who had made human nature and man had also made the country. Had he only known years before! It was too late now to give up city business altogether, but at least he need not be its slave. With buoyant step he went back to the house and sent a telegram speed- ing to his wife: “Come at once. Very important, Bring children. As he stepped out to the verandah where breakfast was spread, he look- ed across the fields to a little knoll shaded by graceful elms. There he would build a bungalowâ€"if Father would sell him the land. Sara should plan it. Their summers should be spent there, at least until he was would sell him the land. Sara should plan it. Their summers should be spent there, at least until he was ready to turn the business in town over to Tom. His heart swelled with emotion. At the close of that memorable First of\July, one year ago, Peter G. Blaine had telegraphed Mary and the young folks to “come at once.” Mary arrived alone. She was excited and perplexed. but something in her hus- band’s face and voice stilled her com- plaints. For one whole day, out un- der the old home trees, they talked things over, and when the sun set over the hills, husband and wife were closer than they had been for years. Mary loved him still and had been no better satisfied with the old life than heâ€"only she had not known exactly what was wrong nor if there were a remedy. TY The next day Peter G. peremptorily telegraphed to Sara and Tom to throw up all plans and join their parents. They obeyedâ€"â€"wonderingly. It took more than a day to make them see a certain .point of View, but finally the lure oi the farm and the new spirit of their p‘arents began to get under the veneer imposed by city luxury and in- dolence. Tom had a natu country and Granny a favorite of Sara's. and Granny who hel mother to try :1 "5p stead. A month from the day "P Great" had taken his way bac mother, jaded and worn with t of life, a better man. physio mentally, he reluctantly left i folks and went back to the gather up the reins of busines It was a new Peter G. Bla moved among his staff of wori asked as man to man about t lies and the children and the mental folks ; gather It w moved asked lies ax TE at among h is man t‘ d the ch lis new the year lral love for the v had always been .. So it was Tom lped Sara and her Mall” on the home- 18D )ut finally the a new spirit of get under the luxury and in- Jddeu bur‘ new spi et unde Blaine worker [lofi rkers and the fami- . eter the k to his he cares ally and arm and city to omes trul) at least, for the Montreal family. The plans were drawn up by the whole family. Grandfather was particular about the location of the woodshed. Sara wanted the whole house built in relation to the fireplace. “But Sara, we are not to be out here in the winterl’i Mother protested. “But Mother, you never can tell how things are going to work out." answer. ed the daughter. "We better have that fireplace." “I, W. H. Jackson, of the County of Clarke, State of Georgia, of the one part, and this oak tree (giving loca~ tion) of the other part, witness that the said W. H. 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