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“My husbafi-dâ€"rsmola rfiriiiend Huxley.” Lady Strachey writas in the Nation, “became a very intimate friend of “He told me an amusing story of how, at one of the examinations he was holding, one of the students proved to be a young man 01’. great ability and accurate knowledge, so much so that he made the unheard-of score of 99 out of 100 full marks. At the end of the verbal/examination, in which every question had been accur- ately answered, Huxley said to him- self that he was determined to ask the young man one question that he would certainly be unable to answer. He mentioned a perfectly insignificant and unknown waterfall in an obscure part of Jamaica, which he had passed when travelling, and gravely asked the young man what was its height. mine, too; a. more delignuul com- panion I never met. To his lnexhaust- lble knowledge of every kind was add- ed a love of argument and discussion, a most brilliant wit, humor and love of “ 'How in the world do you come to know that?" cried Huxley. “ ‘Well,’ said the young man, ‘as a matter of fact, this waterfall happens to be on my father’s estate in Ja- maica!’ ” After a look of startled amazement, the young man replied: ‘326 feet.’ Sealed Sheâ€"“What's your idea of a per- fect mggsiage?" Heâ€""Ybu and me.” The Cook’s Chauffeur. Mistressâ€"“Mary, we‘d rather you didn’t entertain policemen in our home? The Cookâ€"â€"“The man in unifOrm ye saw, mum, was no officer of the law, but me own private chaufieur." HEALTH son More than Soapâ€"aflealth Habit Everywhere, every day. the hands Ere touching things covered with ust. Countless times those dust-Index: hands touch the face and the lips We course of a day. Considerâ€"dust is a source of in- fection and danger. 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In the early 5days of the industry Montreal became Ithe centre 'of flour and grist milling ‘and it has held its predominant posi- ’tion, the daily output of the mills in , its vicinity totalling nearly 20,000 bar- rels in 1922. However, with the de- velopment of the Pacific trade the growth of western points as milling centres is being accelerated, and there is every indication that the industry will continue to expand in proportion to the Dominion's position as one of the great Wheat-producing countries of the World. Good Samaritans of To~\day. Callous to human suffering we are notâ€"in spite of a certain hardness that war induces. The other day a ‘great liner far out at sea answered the radio signal of u freighter, aboard which 3. suddenly stricken fireman needed medical attention. The ob- scure man’s life was saved even though the hundreds of persons on the steamer who had important busi- ness in Europe had to put up with serious delay. We venture to think that not one of those persons failed to applaud the decision of the captain to act the part of the Good Samaritan. From its humble beginning at Port Royal (mow Annapolis Royal, Nova Scotia, in 1605,‘ flour and grist milling in Canada has grown to be one of the Dominion's most important industries. According to an early census there were nine mills in operation in New France in 1665, while the latest figures (these for 1922) compiled by the Do- minion Bureau of Statistics, show 1,364 operating mills in Canada with a daily capacity of 134,125 barrels. The amount of wheat milled and flour pro- duced by these mills showed a con- siderable increase during 1922. This year saw 81,413,649 bushels of grain converted into flour, as compared with 70,005,373 bushels in 1921 and 61,116,- 380 bushels in 1920. The production of flour during the 1922 calendar year reached 17,787,929 barrels, an increase of 2,466,170 barrels over the previous year and 4,660,609 barrels greater than 1920. Maps 1n Trees. Trees sometimes assume very gro- tesque shapes, and one can trace in their branches the outlines of animals or birds. Occasionally, too, the monarchs of the fore-«l may resemble the giants and mozrvters of legendary lore. But not often do they grow so as to give the idea of a geographical formation. and mou-ters of legendary lore. But not often do they grow so as to give the idea of a geographical formation. Such a. tree, however, can be seen growing in “The Lady of the Lake” district in Scotiand. Its short and long limbs give a distinct impression of the map of England. Growth of Milling Industry in Canada. In New who have teac Minard’s Linlment Heals Cuts 11 silver fror. divc Willie's Opiniqn Now, Willie, what moti her." may; Winignwhat métive impelled early Settlers to journey westward neir covered» wagons?" ked w this expl anda been di 11‘ The engine choked, coughed, strau- “Shocking! how can you?" gled, coughed again, and the low-hung, She wrinkled her nose again. “If yellow roadster came to a standstill. you had to pick, wash, can, preserve, As if that was not' enough, bang! and a dozen other things with them; went a tire. “111k COWS, separate milk and all that, “Misery likes company," murmured you would get sick of them, and Dudley Mal-fin. sliding from his seat evgljything else." ‘ “Miéeiy 1ikes company," murmured Dudley Martin, sliding from his seat to Pinterview the engine. "What choked her, Dud?” asked Jack Allen, pausing to shake his fist at the flat tire. “Ybu either feed he: too much or starve her." “Her ration was regular all the time,” replied Dudley, scowling at the dead engine. He caught the crank, spinning it around. Another cough and wheeze, then silence. Jack glanc- ed at the indicator. “In the Séhara; I think. A sand- storm just passed over " answered Jagk, geeking oyer hisA buiwark. “Nasty business,” muttered Jack, as he took out the tools, and began his job. He finished, and no Dudley was in sight. “Jackie, your stomach is cry- ing for refreshments. I wonder ” He looked about. Across the fields was a substantial looking farmhouse. He dug his hand_s in his trousers Rockets. “This thing registers two gallons. It said the same thing two honrs ago. I’ll bet her ‘grub’ has ‘gln’ out,” and he proceeded to inspect the gas-tank: “Tee-totally, Dud!” V “ng far back was that filling sta- tion '3” “A million miles, more or less,” reâ€" turned Jack, and began to sing: “You‘re a million miles from noâ€" where, when you're one littleâ€"” The singer dropped behind the car, as a handful of dirt left Dudley‘s hand. “Shut up!” he flung along with the dirt; “I say, Jack, where are we?” _ “Please, sir, I’d just as soon repair the damage to the tire, sir," returned Jack, his hands clasped in a devout manner. Dudley looked at the speedometer. “A hundred and one miles! We’ve about forty more to go, to get to Aunt Lucy’s. Well, oldtimer, who goes for g3? “We’ll flip,” and Dudley produced a nickel. “Heads or tails?" “Heads, and you go,” returned Jack. Dudley flipped, and heads won. “All right,” he said, “I-can get a sandwich when Iaget‘ there. So long._’f “Gosh! Dud, I’H just as soon g6.” The reference to a ’am sandwich made his stomach sit, up argdfiake noticge. “Goodbye, Jack I hope you have the tire up when I get back,” and Dud- ley started off at a brisk pace. svx xx;:»uu .v w I “.5 .. .. . - ........ He looked about. Across the fields was a substantial looking farmhouse. He “How do I let. you down?” he ques- dug his hands in his trousers pockets. hoped Finally it was done. One inâ€" A surprised look swept over his face. iqulsmve heifer decided to look the new He felt in the pockets of his coat, and;h}red man over, and advanced toward produced a quarter. He whistled. He hlm. had forgotten to bring any moneyL “Shoo!” he said, backing up. She Then he frowned. “A11fight,Jackie,”rfollowed. He backed some more and he told himself; “I foresee an adven-llcaught his heel on an unfriendly piece ture. Aunt Lucy’s is too slow for melof board, and suddenly sat down. I’ll show myself and everybody else, “Brr«aah!” bawled the heifer, and that I can start out with a quarter, ran across the yard, and work my way a hundred miles! “Br1~_aahgv bawled Jack after her_ home.’ “I hope your curiosity is satiated.” The bars pfoyedrawpuzzle to Jack. Taking a card from his pocket, he‘ Maida witnessed the scene from the Wrote: “DUd: Sometime, someWhere. stable door. She was convulred with we shall meet again. Shoot me for a laughter; deserter then, if you like. Do not look; “Laughing aids the digestion,” of- for me, for I will not be found. Jack."!fered Jack, dusting the seat of his Placing the card on the car seat, and trousers. laying a ston: on it to attract Dudley’sl Maida handed him a stool and a attention, he vaulted over the fence pail. “can you milk?" The laughter and swung off across the fields in the quirks were still playing about hel- direction of the farmhouse. lips_ Maida Carleton threw herself into a chair near the kitchen door, literally tired out. “Oh, dear! I wish mother was here. The floor needs sweeping, all those strawberries to can, and five cows to milk to-njgh‘t. Oh. dear!" A tear rolled over one cheek, another; and then a perfect deluge. A light tap on the screen door startled her. Hastin wiping her tears away, she turned about and encounter- ed the gaze of a strange young man. He raised his cap. “I beg your par- don. You are in trouble? Can I assist you ach, he continued: “There is a terrible feeling of emptiness within me, and I have but a lone quarter with which to remedy my complaint." His glance took in the large pan of delicious look- ing strawberries on the table. “If I couldâ€"if you would exchange some of that beautiful fruit for my quarter, I am sure I could' do anything for you." Maida laughed and held open the screen door. “Come in, please. I beâ€" lieve I haven’t had any lunch either.” Jack entered and, while he washed at. the kitchen sink, he also watched the left fingers of the girl as she hull- the Jack’s Adventures PART I ‘trawbernes RA E. BENNETT. She nodded. “Mather went away a week ago, to help care for an aunt, who is ill. The day after, father wrenched his ankle badly, and we have no hired man at present, so I have it all to do, and look after father heâ€" sides.” Tfie wdhder in his face was genuâ€" ine; “D0101; reafly 510 all that?” Jack was thinking. “Would you hire me to help you? I am honest, but I’m ‘broke.’ I think I could learn to do all_ these things you mention.’_’ Malda saw that he was serious. “I will speak to father, presently,” she said. I think he is asleep now. You may help hull these berries. and we will_ consider your lun‘cl": paid for.” “You are v'ei-y kind,” he answered, his eyes following the tum figure as she moved about. Presently there was a call from an- other room ,and Maida went in ans- wer. Jack worked steadily at the berâ€" ries, and when she returned the pan waiempty. From across the field came the putt, putt, puttering of an automobile. Maida glanced. nut of the window, and Jack glanced over her shoulder. “There is a small yellow car on the other road," she announced. “Seems to be just starting off. Must have broken down.” “Father says, if you do not look as if you would rob or murder us, or burn the buildings, he will give you a dollar a (lgy and_ your board." “Hone!” vJack exclaimed. “I yotlrs to command.” “Shoo!” he said, backing up. She followed. He backed some more {and caught his heel on an unfriendly plece ofnbrpard, 31nd suddenly sat do_Wn. “Um, probably. I imagine those machines are troublesome." Maida was a good teacher, and that afternoon, Jack learned to pick, wash, can and preserve strawberries. “What shall I call yon?” she asked, and he replied: “My name is Jackson. You may call me that, for I understand seg»1an_ts are called by their surnayggz’: v “With plensinie,” rhefianswered, and started toward the barn. f‘Our ‘Liz’ivéirvy éelddm bothers,” she sag, _r_eturning to her “fork. “Jackson. I ééé trhé‘covws are up. Will youAgroianql let down the bars?”_ ' A“Oh! that is easy,” he said, andi San Francisco has the only tele‘ watched a moment as the milk seemed '1 phone exchange in Amgrica devote( to flow into Maida’s pail. Jack sat‘excmswe;y to Chingse patron: downâ€"on the wrong Side of the cow.4 of course. “Whoa, cow,” he said, and‘ the next instant he was picking him» self up from the gutter. He was unâ€" daunted, and started back. ‘ Maida handed him a stool and a pail. “Can you milk?" The laughter Quirks were still playing about her “Jackson, there is a right, and a wrong side to a cow,” Maida’s voice \va_s_sh§kir1g with laughter. Finally Jack was settled. There was no sound of milk flowing into the pail: only a mumbling guttural voice could be heard. “Miss Carleton? Does this cow milk?” Maida emptied her pail. She was shaking with mirth as she watched him. “You have the motion of milk- ing,” she told him; “But squeeze, when your hands make the downward move.” and severe, that the usually mild ani- mal, now surprised, simply pushed him off the stool, but he came back, and managed to finish his cow by tha- time Maida was through. At last the chores were finished. and Maida prepared a delicious sup- per. It seemed to Jack, that he new-r felt so hungry before, and he did ample justice to the meal. (To be continued.) \ This Witter a A Warm house and econ! lHave ummr Heai g \ cellardayand night the “in- im- fhmnéh‘ And a uvinb in Exhibition Notice Don't buy your Electric letures or Appliances until you have seen our time display of the latest designs, in the Manufacturers' Annex Building, under the Grand Stand, Booths 16 and 25. 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After he had come to be recognized as the leading musician of his day a. younger composer went to him and asked him how to set about 'to write a symphony. “A symphony?" said Mozort. “Oh, you are too young to write a symphony." “But, Master.” replied the enquirer, “you had written many symphonies long before you reached my age." “That is true," said Mozart. “But then, I did not ask how it was done"; and he turned on his heel and left the young man wonder- ing. If you think of it, however, this was only another way of saying that if you have not an irresistible impulse to write certain kinds of music all the teaching in the world will not give you the ability. It does not mean that the teacher is no good to the genius, for Mozart was a very keen pupil of Haydn and other teachers. A whistling tree has just been brought to Paris, and efforts are to be made to acclimatize it to the Paris air. It grows mostly in Barbados and parts of the Sudan. 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