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Viscount Ginger. Titles in England are not what they used to be. They are still valued, and those which are ancient and historic command no little respect, but times have changed. The part of the great public that still “dearly loves :1 lord" loves him with less humble and un- questi-oning affection than of old and takes~him far less seriously. But even in early Victorian days there was one stronghold. at once aristo- cratic and democratic, that no title could overawe. In the great English public schools it was immaterial who war lord and who was commoner. but most important who was fag and who was fag master. In some recent. reminiscences an old E Ham-avian has amusineg described a: cricket match at which a very great? and also a very pompous old lady, at marchioness bearing a historic title,. was present to see her grandson, ai courtesy lord, play in the eleven. He} was a jolly, ordinary, red-headed; treckled youngsfer, unpretentiousâ€"his comrades would have made him most unhappy if he had been otherwiseâ€"W and on the team. As the game pro- gressed he had plenty of opportunities to show what he could do and made the most of them. His noble grand- mother was more and more delighted and excited. Every time he hit the ball she called out importantly, “Well played, Viscount Mâ€"l” None Will Satisfz When he was at last out, she Wished to see and congratulabe him and. turning to a tall, young fellow, close at hand.â€"who happened, though of course, she did not know it, to be the boy’s fag mastenâ€"requested him haughtin to “please inform Viscount M that the B'Iarchioness of Pâ€"- wishes to see him." The tall youth did not move a muscle. Instead he called to another tag near by, f‘Go tell Ginger that the Marchioness of Pâ€"â€" wants to see him, will you ?" A little later Ginger came hurrying along obediently in response to the summons, but for a moment the In- dlgnant marchioness could hardly musâ€" ter a. smile for him. Her face was still frozen in the awful look with which she had striven to chasten the lmpertinent youth who had declined to execute her commission personally and presumed to call a vis-oount Gin- ger! But, being a. fag master, and therefore on the Harrow cricket field -a. much more important person than Viscount, count or marchioness, the tall youth remained unchastened and autficient in his dignity‘ GREEN TEA H473 The finest green tea produced £11 the world. â€"â€" Ask for a, trial package. FREE SAMPLE of OREEH TEA UPON REQUEST. "SAMOA." TORONTO Interesting facts about the age at which a. man’t faculties reach their highest pitch of efficiency have been compiled recently. It was found, for example, that the average age at which twenty of the greatest inventions were produced was thirtyâ€"two. The inventors of the steam engine and the steam turbine were each twenty-nine when their labors resulted in these epoch-making devices. The self-binding reaper, wire less telegraphy, and the vacuum air- brake were invented by men in their twenty-second year. The inventor of the sewing machine was twenty-six, while the discoverer of the process of producing aluminum cheaply was only twenty-three. Ediâ€" son was thirty when he made the first incandescent lamp. Wilbur Wright. the pioneer aviator, was thirty-eight when be conquered the air. The result of these investigations points to the fact that artists and musicians as a rule develop their talents very early in life. Authors seem to attain the peak of their crea~ the powers at or about the age of forty-two. Financier-s and business men generally reach their zenith at fifty-three. States in the lie' est acts of diplor ated by men in eighties. Militar some of the most been directed by enough to be gr: musician. or poet who is rapidly out- growing his youth need not be dis- couraged by these facts. There are many exceptions to prove the rule. William de Morgan. to name but one example, was sixty-seven before he made his bow as a successful novelist. But the musician. When Are We Cleverest? 1‘16!) WOU and generals are highest ages" Many of the greatâ€" like macy seventies and tory shows that. rial battles have pure. deliciouo 3 V 0 were :uses are a degradation of one of the ;niost beautiful modes’ of expression ‘in the world. ‘ In Iceland they do not understand 'the kiss as a mode of salutation, but ;it is regarded as somthing blonging ito the supernatural. If a child is all .you will sometimes see its mother isolemnly kiss the little one on the breastâ€"an invocation to the Supreme Being that her child may be cured. We are not altogether without su- perstition regarding the kiss, At one time many a gambler might have been seen kissing the cards to bring him luck. and the warrior, before start- ing out to battle, would kiss the favor given him by his lady to insure vic- tory and to enhance his safety. Until lately all Anglo-Saxons kissed the Book when we took the oath “to speak the truth, the whole truth, and noth- ing but the truth." There are some girls who are never kissed. The Japanese lover. for stance, does not salute his bethrother} in our fashion. He regards kissing‘ as a queer foreign Custom; it has no meaning for him. In China the kiss is considered disgraceful. But although the kiss is unknown. or at any rate neglected, in many parts of the world. nearly every na- tion has some form of salutation which corresp'omds with the Euro- pean kiss. The Malays and the Es- kimos greet each other by rubbing noses. Among the Burmese, the form of greeting which denotes affection is to apply the cheek and draw a long breath. It is true that the kiss is also used as a means of salutation Where there is no affection, or even respect. Children, for instance, are taught that they must kiss people for whom they may have a strong antipathy, simply because it is the proper thing to do, and two women who hate each other lwlll kiss for the same reason. These And who take her (hi the bruise to Kissing is Not a Universal Salutation. may Command Royal N Vice-Admiral Sir .Osmond voir Brock is slated to sue miral Beatty as first lord o is understood. For the pa Sir Osmond has been in the Mediterranean station fellow Minard’s Llnlment Heals Cuts (0C ada 11101“ ISSUE No. 51â€"24 his not seen a mother (1 in her arms and kiss “make it well?" A Lifer lated to succeed . first 10rd of ihe ginning of the year For the past two ye 111111811 avy de Beau :ceed Ad adâ€" ‘, it ars Christopher Kennedy steadied him- self on his feet, and liftir; stiffly a bundle done up in a blue handker- mad and n wall-worn stick which lay vaéirl-worn stick which lay among the sedges where he had fallen, alllvu "A- UV“ he adiressed fiiEsél-fhié the path over the hill. by his side till they came to the crest of the moorland where they had part- ed that summer eight years ago. Then with one accord they stopped, and facing about looked at each other. The man retained his grey pallor. The marked blotches were now scarcely visible. The pufiy swelling beneath the eyes had fallen in, and instead of the rubicund countenance, purple as a plum, the withered skin hung loosely about a haggard and desperate face. “Ah,” he said, sadly, “that makes you glad, does it! ‘ Once the thought of it would have brought the tears starting from your eyes." “mung “v... JV..- -4 H. “I do Iorgive you, God knows,” she said, gently, “but now, go. And God Himself keep and forgive you, and bring you to better things than these.” “Do not fear. I have made me like a brute and worse, but I am not bru- tal; I will betake me far enough away out of your sight, that a respectable woman like Mistress Mac Walter of Kirkoswald may never again be offend- ed by the sight of that which I have made of myself.” He looked down with a curiously sheepish air, and rubbed a boot through which a stockingless toe look- ed with broadly farcical effect, in the dust of the little turn of highway where the cart-track of the quarry ended. “You do not happen to have any money about you?” he ventured look- ing slyly sideways at her. Lilias started, and put her hand into her p09159t‘ r vvvvvvv “You will not drink it?” she said, quaveringly. She felt that she could not refuse. Yet what Could a prom- ise mean from Christopher Kennedy? “No,” he said, firmly. Then, with a weakening of he voxce, “That is, I will try not.” Lilias Mac Walter took out her purse. “For the boy’s sake,” she murmured to herself; “ I rel with him.” “"éhé'fifi‘t tine of the notes in his shak- ing palm. His eyes were fixed on the other in her unshut purse. There were two pounds in the purse and some Sllver. woman, just as she used to do. . “It means ‘Goodâ€"bye, and do not quite forget’!” he said, and let her land drop. He looked at her a long while before saying another word. "The fire is burned out. And the ashes of it have made all the waters bitter. Marahâ€"Marah, let them be called! For they are exceeding bitter!” And again he made the large ges- ture of one who sows the wind. “Good-bye!” she said, simply. And with bowed head she took her way to- wards the distant bunch of trees, under which nestled the mansion- house of Kirkoswald. its frontage all aglitter with plateâ€"glass and dusky with red sandstone. The man stood watching her as she went down the moor ed 5. He watch- ed her as she came to t e stile at the head of the old grass parks. His eyes did not leave her for a moment till she became a black dot scarce discern- ible above the green of the corn, and so passed on towards the house. When she had vanished finally from his sight, Christopher Kennedy lifted his hand and kissed it towards her with something of his old graceful should you bear the burden, Love Lilias,” he said, “when such a wreck as I am can bear it for you?” He turned again hill, and looked once clump of ’grle‘e‘s beh 9!” said 01d drolli‘ p of his f What doe Kit Kgnnedy Mac Walter PTER IV e boy’s sake!” she thought en deeps of her heart. memor amoris nostriâ€"et 11 Christopher Kennedy in alling voice, but with a firm 3 fingers upon hers. does that mean?” said the 1512 as she used to do. . ins ‘Goodâ€"bye, and do not i cannofi afford to quar- walked silently bear it for you?” at the top of the more at the green nd which Kirkos- BY S. R. CROCKETT. 1y took the md he gripv them a mo- of a heart’s v them. But at. He he did wonder ut ical For the classical master had once more become the tramp. CHAPTER V. THE RED LION. It was six o’clock at the hostelry of the Red Lion in the village of Whin- nyliggate. This well-known inn was held, as all must know. by the Misses Barbara and Keturah Heartshorn. The village had long boasted of but one house of public refreshment, and the Red Lion, a comfortable two- storey house, with a comm: dious yard behind enclosed on three sides by stabling and barns, was that one. It had been left equally to his two daughters by Joy Heartshorn, a man from the Anglican fenland who havâ€" ing wandered to Galloway to buy cat- tle, had lived to amass a very cosy little fortune by stabling other people’s. ‘ Miss Barbara Heartshorn, the elder of the sisters, was tall, many angled. muscular, and withal somewhat asser- tive. Her sister Keturah, 01. the other hand, was persuasive, yielding, and carried the easy evenness of her tem- ger reflected on a plumpdy smiling ace. The elder sister drilled the company in her parlors as a sergeant breaks in an awkward squad. The younger brought them good measure on the sly. Thus was the hostelry of the erd las Big Bauldy), the farmer of High vCreochs, had informed her for the fiftieth time that she was the “heart- isomest. bonniest, most tasty bit lassie in a’ the countryside.” In her bed at night she still flushed to remember how upon their startled ears had broken the voice of her sis- ter Barbara: “Keturah Heartshorn, I ibid you remember that praise to the face is an open disgrace. Come your Iways ban the hoose this minute and 1peel the potatoes!” 1 . on]. LAAuc u an vxtv Lion carried on with a success far‘ greater than that obtained by any; other in four neiehboring parishes,1 and so busy were ' 3 present owners‘l and occupiers in conducting it that} they had reached middle life without‘ even having had time to think of marrying. Miss Barbara usually acknowledged any approach to fam- iliar and personal discourse on love and matrimony with a sound box on the ear of the speaker, to which was added an admonition to “Mind now!” While as for Miss Keturah, though doubtless she had listened to much lovemaking in the course of her life, and turned the dimples of her rosy cheeks and a pair of not unappreci- ative ears to the charming of many ‘male serpents, she stood too much in ‘awe of the indignation of her sister, land was too afraid of hurting the Red ‘,Lion by deserting the colors, to permit fimatters to go any further. “vend -- .V Besideé; tnhVe fijziblmgerv sister had not forgotten the awful occasion when Archibald Girmory (commonly ligng In order to preserve the immaculate character of the house, the sisters had added an outer bar-room at the back within call of the ostler m duty in the yard and stables. This was re- served for “transients”â€"â€"that is, guests who had not the freedom of the parlor” and who might not aspire to that comfortable inner room in which, during the forenight, Miss Keturah might occasionally sit down with her crocheting, and even Miss Barbara rherself deign to stand a moment with ta tray in her hand, ere she hurried Ito another apartment to dispense stores or lay down the law. To the Red Lion therefore came the tramp in the lidded straw hat, the same who earlier in the afternoon had lain in the quarry hole on the muir above Black Dorn‘al. He had cleansed some of the mud ofi’ his clothes, yet his appearance was even more deso- late and forlorn than when Lilias Mac Walter had come upon him sleeping under the alderâ€"bush. “ Butâ€":he had two pounds in his posket; ‘ a n - 1, L1._ _‘.;A- ,v ...... He limped thankfully into the outer room, bare of board, severely furnish- ed with bench set along the wall and round the small central table. At one end was a zinc-covered bar, shining like silver, and a square spy-hole through which liquors were served and at which appeared upon occasion the dimpling cheeks of Miss Keturah, or, with a stern rapping of steel knife handle, the reproving‘ and obedience- compelling visage of her elder sister. (To be continued.) Bad Teeth and “Bad” Kids. There is a relation between bad teeth and juvenile delinquents. When Jim and Bil-l and I were boys. a many years ago. How gayly did we use to hail, the the coming of the snow: Our sleds fresh painted red, and with their runners round and bright, Seemed to respond right briskly to our clamor of delight, As we dragged them up the slippery road that climbed the rugged hi1}, Where perched the old frame meeting house, so solemn-like and still. Ah, coasting in those daysâ€"those good old daysâ€"was fun indeed; Sleds at that tlme, I’d have you know were paragons of speed, And if the hill got bare in spots, as hills will do, why then We’d haul on ice and snow to patch those bald spots up again. But, oh, with what sad certainty our spirits would subside, When Demon Frisbee sprinkled ashes where we used to slide. Now, he who ever in his life has been a little boy, Will not reprove me when he hears / the language I employ To stigmatjse is wickedness the dew con’s zealous spite, In interfering with the play wherein we found delight. And so I say, with confidence, not unallroyed of pride, “Gol durn the man who sprinkles ashes where the youngsters slide!" A TASTY COLD WEATHER DISH. For tomato chowder use: 4 tb. salt pork (diced), 2 chopped onions, 1 qt. boiling water, 1,4 cup ricel 1 qt. stewed tomatoes, 2 tsp. salt, dash of red pepper. Cover and cook slowly for one hour, or until the rice is soft. er are the sa: per car ianity. 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