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.FACTS ABOUT'TE/l 3151:1534? . 7 I . ‘_ ., .‘., ,,.. A , . Iq'l The Advent of Tea to England 1133:1121 ml: ‘3;.:.;;..“:;~ .1:.::n..a W"! thought, had meant, lmrl rcmcmbcrr d.‘ W Tea was not used to any extent in England till about the middle of the seventeenth century, although. knowledge of the won- derful qualities of the beverage had reached Europe as early as 1517 . During the seven- teenth centur , all tea was imported from China and cost from $25.00 to $50.00 per pound. Not until 1836 did any tea reach England from India. In that year the first shipment was made from the now famous tea growing district of Assam. India to- day.supplies fully half the world’s tea re- quirements and provides some of the fines teas grown. The rich body of “SALADA” is due to the select India teas used in the blend. BY 8. R- OBOCKETT. CHAPTER XXII.â€"â€" (Cont’d.) ’srmewhere in the air about us but we'mld m9“1 10"" him Slinv Kit could “vim a “file Geordie EL seldom let it alight on :25 till it comes , 'c 7 . . ' phinstone had taught him the breast mgr lli’taman gluisfi.~ Vie igather shoo 1t stroke, but it was pleasanter and more 0 Kit 9K3) “0:11,, efome Ll". d f . I interesting to wrestle near the shore i. 1 . “me 3 19mm “319 f” “9 with Royal, because at swimming he trst time that he ought to haw: gone . . _ . a... to school- . .. . gzgchmiledlsgscegn ‘ggigazqugelaiermsll “Klt,” said Ltltas Mac Walter, “(Kill The sun Poured down upon his Whit/eliicévgn'eCtness’ “you are playing “lu- glistening body. He shouted aloud in ,, _,, . . v . .‘ A the young gladncss of his heart. Duty, dYef’ laid Klt’ hat‘mng h” h‘afl' schoolmasters’ lesson books hid under an sanding meanwhile like a spare broad stones, hours of exits and em young Apollo erect before his mother. flames leather” taws and the moral The moral law had altghted now. ‘ ’ There was a basket by hIS mothers Elli)11%:gglsafigiefggfifgpfn barkedlside covered with a white napkin. She . v hcd been on her wa to meet Heather R0 al lumbcrm outwards like a "‘ . Y gresiat’pot-wallopigig elephant through JIOCk and ,hls do‘nkey as h? Passed the shallows to become instantly per-I5I (mg the hlghwalv that he might take fectly graceful in the amber deeps' It to the Crae Cottage. She had not «come and have another!" And Kit seen her~ father or her mother for want. The water was still chillish, many months'. H for it was early in the year. But the! Without saying a word LillaS took violence of the exercise and the racing: Fhe népkmh‘om the basket, and callâ€" of the young blood through his veins “lg‘Klt t0 her‘slmfit’gfln. With Strange kept Kit warm for the better part of thl‘llls and “l‘lii‘lplngs Of 1161‘ mother’s an hour. . heart, locum-some wmmth into the Then he began to think of putting boy’s clued limbs. She had not done on his clothes. He waded ashore, feel- so m‘mh “me he w.” 3 “me lad 0f mg as the water fen away from him three years old. This made her glad and the fanning wind blew, as if helthat .51“? had Chanced UPON 1111“ that had left part of himself behind in the morning, though she meant to speak water. He wished he had kept his seriously to the ho ' all the same. For sugar piece tin now. the space of live long minutes both Montiâ€"Duff!!! barked Royal behindlwere silent, the tears welling up in him, “call yourself a swimmer andlthe woman-5 melted 0'93, and the going out already_,1ook at me!” boy casting about for some. non-com- And the doubtful Newfoundland mittal subject of conversahon. pushed right across the loch for thel Then. garment by garment, she woods on the further side, helped him on with his clothes, till he “Oh, no doubt,” said Kit in rep]y,,5‘l00d completely arrayed before her. turning to watch him, "it's very easy Royal had SWllm and barked, and for you, staying in the water with alljbarked and swum between the deeps that hair on. Try it in your bare skin and the shallows ever since Kit's do- and see how you like it," lseriion. But now'he came up the bank, Then he held up his foot to try 110\v,5he€i)151113’ “MEWS? his limli “‘01 tall, it felt to have the water run between 3 beeping meanwhile one eye on the his toes. This proved interesting with‘mtentions of Lillas‘s hand and one the right foot, so Kit repeated the op- 0“ hf?!“ UNCPVGIde lJHSKPt. eration on the left. A little shiver ofl “I‘Jt,” 581d hls mother. gravely. “sit cold began to strike downward along'dOWIL 1 W31“ l0 Spfiflk to you.” his spine. He would put on his clot-1195.: .llIUCl'l subdued, Kit sat down. Me Where were they? Oh, yes, he remwwxshed that he had Leon suffering ember-ed, behind that broom bush on‘undcr Dommie Dunn-ansm‘s taws in- the bank He sprang up the short‘stead._ But he sat meek-lg; down as he turf and rounded the waving green “’33 bldden- _ _ and gold of the obstacle. I Royal settled himself upon his There sat his mother beside them,‘.haunchcs a few yards below on 21 Spit _of bl’Ollllllg shingle. rocking his ears . . . . ‘alternate y at t ese inexplicable bu. CHAPth XXIII' lmans. who on such a morning prefer- Kt’r’s EYES ARE oPExEr. red the land to the water, and, having Kit stopped, noashmi and ashamed. a baikel (if d91,’('a“le§ 5W}? 3-“ he COUld There is, doubtless. n disembodied See Flam?" \l‘vnh l“? Roget‘vent 0“ moral law, a spiritual essence of right milking 1091‘5“ “01595 With their ” mouths. Royal could them a better Use for theSe last. “Kit,” said his mother, “I have been old enough to be told what is before you. “DIAMOND DYES" j than most boys of twelve or fourteen. : y â€" a l - ~ n . I d.d not .ne..n to troube you }<., for Mr. Duncanson says that you are do. ing well at school. But now I must speak. You are getting wild and playing truaut. you. Kit. Beautiful home dyo- m: and tinting ll 'lilflniéed w l l. h cried Kit. tears Into eyes which Would not “0h, mithcrl" springing: Al; in cold water to . lint no i. delloslé: :hsdu, or ball to dye rich, permanent that “mug”. colors. Each Iii-con: give-4, --1 my package contains (11- ' 0.... 1â€"HT least. I outta ken :'L vcmw mum: [Cajuns w simple any woman can dye this road."_ or um “userm’ 5mm, ribbons. skins, :- said his moths" cw. 1.; wagsm, dresses_ coats. “0‘31”an , is Just 1:. \cr. did no‘. “mate”, drapenaa coverings, hang, V Lai mm: a: _v wrung. llect be found ( v w. . $385» (Well-Vtth In line way Io \ w . ltril (11c.I ‘ " q. . 1h v reak a lllull Buy “Diamond Dyeanbno Otherl Kit llll‘ " his head. kindâ€"and tell your drugglst whetherwas MUM Jeaduv , the material you wish to color is wool , n she “w: . or silk, or whether it is linen, cotton, {or .1, :p‘tl‘ ” mixed goods. in p11fii‘:.ulill. .-. 1‘" have been wet for lltc best whipping could have. .‘l rw-t nit-nu toi l l l ' distinctly. to be a good man. a true man. I think you will be a clever manâ€"~you have it in you. Liston. Kit. Once I know a very (never manâ€"snot a bad man. but one who, like you, (lid not think. did not mean, dill not care. so long: us he was not found ouf. Kit, your Butâ€"he broke my heart and my life :1 living (1: oil]. Now my lll'lll‘l grows alive again to lmk at you. I would rather see you lit” dead before one than lll‘al you should break any wmnan's: hem". as the}. man broke mine!” - . “ans be my faitlicr'l” Asked Kit, ,m a low awed tone. not looking ai his Imother, but down at the loch, which ,vomchow sccmt-d sudd<nly to Igrown misty and far away. “He wm your father." said the woâ€" ,man Lilias, very softly. There was a long: svlom-e lit-tween Illlt‘lll twain. so long that Royal drop I, “Is he IlHltl. )nitlicl'?" said Kit at last, the realities of life humming in his cars and makinur his heart like chill water within him. “No, he is not dead,” said Lilias Mac \Valter. her face looking ashcn grey and drawn in the insolet':t optim- ism of the morning sunshine. Kit thought a while, and then said. with an indignant ring in his voice, “How you must hate hm. mitherl” There was, a little rustling beyond the dyke in the broom into which Kit had thrown the stick. A thrush which had flown \in as if to visit its nest flew out again,‘ “cherking” crossly. His mother did not answer, so Kit repeated his words, "How you must hate that man, milherl" With eyes. pulsing and misty, like the sky over the Northern sea where the ice floats, Lilias replied. She did not slgh~sighing is for hopeful peoâ€" ple who are only temporarily unhappy. But this woman was hopeless. expec- ltationless‘, convicted on a life sentence from which she did not mean to apâ€" peal. “Hate himâ€"no. I do not hate that man, Kit," she said, slowly, but very “Rather, God forgive him For a woâ€" man who once loves truly, Kit, as I loved your father, there is in this life no escape, no hope. I do not know about the next. At any rate she loves to the end. You do not understand. have shownl; _' {kinking for a long while that you arel You are nearly eleven, and olderI Nor can any man fully understand. Like a wasp that is crushed a man turns to sting that which hurts him. But when a woman is brt ised, wound- ed to the death, ground to powder, if the heel be the heel of the man she loves, it cannot grind the great love out of her heart. Such love as this, Kit, does not come at will. It does not go at bidding. It is there, Kit. You do not understand. You never will wholly, for you are a man. that is the truth. God has made woâ€" man so that because I loved that man once I must love him always!” The relieving tears walled up silent- ly in the greyâ€"blue eves. There they stood for a moment. like water in an over-full glass held by a sort of surâ€" face tension. Then they ran slowly over and dripped unhecded one by one upon. her lap. One fell on Kit's hand. It was warm. “Oh, mitber, Liinna'." he cried, agon- ized, snatching his hand away with the swift intolerance of youth for, mental suf‘l‘eringâ€"â€"an unknown and foolish thing to healthy childhood. “Do you love Walter lilac Walter?"‘ said Kit presently, with the remorse- less curiosity of youth, whose inquir- ies sometimes sting like lashes, some- times cut like knives. Lilias started at his words. She formed her lips for some vehement answer. But it was unspoken. as swiftly. For a space she was sil- ent, and when she spol'o it was in a low, even, colorless \"Jit‘t‘. “No!” she said, “I no not love “lai- tcr Mac Walter." “Did you never love him?” pltlltss youth. "I never loved him!"~ “Then why (lid you marry him?” In all her life‘s trials Lilies never had to endure (save once) any mo ment so terrible as this. She tried to speak, tut a pulsing check rose rebellioust in her throat, and she stammered like r speaker who ‘has suddenly forgotten his next. sen- tence. “Kitâ€"â€"Kitl A Sweet Breath I at all time: 1-" pursued Oh, Kit." she gasped, l I I will not rage upon: '- I Will only tell you that ift L .vou go on in the wav \ou are doinni j‘ mo d D s. ‘ - ‘ , s. i n n Jun you Will break your mothers heart." l :, After caun or smoking Wrigley! the and Wm the breath. Nerves ansoothcdihmat I! refreshed and (1' skim added. 50 easy to carry little packet! ., ' _ , 9 ’ . ‘ ..-.â€" '3 %- after £1”er meal/ass? made have , .pcd his head and pretended to :10 to- “sleep. But v’ The) fire that leaped into her eyes died outi "1) v I l 1 vii. '1‘ t." Méets to y’s need “for d really modern Laundry Soap Rinse is the only soap you need on washday I - ._. -.__ __.__:;-_~;;::=5 “you are cruel. My ladâ€"my ladâ€"butl "Mother, I am gomg to be a great :you do not, mean to be. I will tclllman," said the reformed truant. And iyoumyes, you shall know. I marrietl‘yeven as he spoke there came a vivid IlWaltcr Mac Walter because I thought flash, and the thunder broke above in tiny heart was doad~41uecause of thelsonorous mirth at Kit's daring! man. your father. I thought he didl “All right, we‘ll see!” said Kit Ken- .not love me. that he had dccelvcd incincdy, leaping up and shaking his list ’My mother said. ‘Marry the man for at the elements. your father‘s sake. The debt crushes (To be continued.) him to the ground. He is a good man. -â€"4:o Love will come afterwards.‘ I did wrong. Kit, I sinned against love. But ldo not hate me, Kit. I will die if youl ‘hate me. I have gotten so little out of lifeâ€".1 who expected so much. I ,cannot bear that you should hate me, Kit. At least, I have not deservedj' that.” The boy felt the tears well up in his own eyes. He did not understand. ‘He could not. Yet. Lilias was wise, .for the effort to understand made a deeper impression on Kit’s mind than if he had understood all. The mys~ tery of suffering sobercd him. He lgrew older and wiser each moment. By instinct thls woman had reached the truth that to make children trust you, you must appeal to their under~ lstaudings as well as to their hearts, ' Kit Kennedy reached his hand across to his mother and laid it on hers. 'She took her left hand and gently R°”9hl"9 't' , lpaiied it. Then she Went on again. Ml“ Sharpe-“So Reggie is rough- "l\Iy boy,” she said, “I did wrong. lng “just HOW?" ‘,I sinned against love. But I have been Algieâ€" “He is indeed-just lives ip lpunished, and God, i think, looks a soft collar and keeps the curtains of upon it so. ‘Whom He loveth Helms ca, ,Oped up an the “men .chasteneth.’ I heard Mr. Osborne say ‘ ____§V ' ill. But not as if he knew it. NO". as work of the Heart. ll know it. If I have sinned greatly . . v . v . ~ I‘he human heart, it working normal- a ' also been [630‘ umshed, I h ‘9 g ’ p and Ir. expands with sufficient force to lift ‘God does not exact the penalty in , _ . ‘bcth worlds. Kit, be a good mar” Be a Weight of .8 lbs. one toot every minA true. Speak the truth and taka the use. 'ct nsequences. If you do Wong, as you lwill, stand up to the punishment. Kit, ,‘(lo not run from troub‘e, as-us he :ditl. If he had remained God knows 'how proudly, how gladly I would have lsi‘ood by his sideâ€"aye, through disv lgrncc, penury, and death. But he was lairaid and went away. Oh, Kit, do [not flinch, stand up to the storm, and r‘be sure that the woman who loves you! . . . l m]; stand hesrde you. I tell vou her; H I. .' - ~ , . . .- be! shown vsxtor at â€"â€"- \l’teurt Wlll be proud and I‘CJOICUHZ lie ‘ g 1 WW” lcause she knows. it is done for thol “This S‘ln‘llal “‘35 lmt u1J by my STEM- ,an She loves," - ‘graudfarher nearly a hundred years â€"â€"-«â€"â€"â€".v~45~â€"- Puzzle Dangers. Patigued after hours of futile study over a baffling crossword puzzle, W. E. Caruthers. of 1.03 Angeles, stretch- ed his momh in such a prodigious yawn that he dislocated his jaw. °â€"â€"-â€"~._.â€" Still Running. : A rabbit or some wild thing stirred, ago-n iin the broom bush. Kit turned his; ViSitorrrl'And does it still keep 800d head quickly, but saw nothing. time?" I Having spoken out, Lilias Mac Walâ€"l W itcr‘s heart was happier than it had Mlnard's Llniment Fine for the Halr. lbeen for years. The turden was «5115â€" .9 . . .ed. An unseen hand seemed to lift, The Toathpick lndustry_ it from her shoulders. 3 1H0 I “You do not hate me for this. Kim". , , .. ‘. ‘000'000 tooth' 'shc said with a yearning hltifulness in ‘ “mks “7“ “my mam‘mcml‘e‘l in Maine her eyes, lfr'om Blaine hardwoods. > The boy sobbed one meal: sob, felt, ;his face go cold, and then fell on his ,mother‘s neck. ‘ ‘ “Hither!” was all he said. ' And from the heart of Lilies, tha" year-long pain Approximately Isinnedâ€"against, the ,cbbed away. i * ii #- fi ’5 It was some time before these two friends found al'liculaTe words again. (When they did it was the woman who. began to speak in a hushed tone. Kit ‘ 'had forgotten his eleven years, his' I adult superiority, his dignity of mar... :I-Ie lay with his head on his mother's" breast. She kissed his hair and brow ins often as she would. And that was lnot seldom. God did not grudge her lthis season and slowed the universe to‘ lmake it longer. He had done as much ‘for Joshua upon a less important orâ€" lcasion. But overhead a dark and gthreateuing cloud drew down from the lGirthon Hills, thunder brooding wu‘nm lits blue-black bosom. l “Kit,” the woman said. gently, "you Rare a clever boy. I wrnt you to be The Right Way . to Boil Potatoes lsomethlng in the wold. 1 31m “1”” Put the potatoes in an 8MP Ho“ 021“ be if You Wk“- l‘m 50”.“ Enameled PotatoPot. Cfier ‘mother's rill-:6. W.“- 3'“ must ‘l" ‘1 with water. Add salt to ‘for yourself. I cannot help you. Your lgrandfather and grandmothers”? loo Ipoor to aid you. You must heap youzu self. I do not want you to be only a lplowman. There is more in you than What. Only remember that mert I)llOllt-\’-Il‘z£llilllf_’ iaothin'z. Kit; I wait: ‘vou to be a scholar. like your father. l. with the strength lie had no: ‘ 0214.‘ who knows. (Sr/t the evil. N. l . l: is impossibio-l" .She passed. :...(1' .l.’ .21 .; \\'llll€. Iii: Kl-nl t)". taste. Boil until soft. When finished, drain 05 all the boiling water through the strainer spout. No danger of steam scalding the hands becausc the handle securely locks the cover on. If your family uses potatoes, you require one of these. :itS .Y.‘ 2 lac was rjll‘ the: A' . lie was v '1.) km; zlake resolves ‘.l‘.(-l".2 better Enameled POTATO POTS 178