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g Phone 42 Richmond Hill g WOMWMW MN‘WOQGQWNOONNOO gDependable % é Milk for § § Your Table Love is like a charge account. You may seem to be getting everything free; but if you don’t pay up, the account is closed. She’ll not sleep on your pillow Nor spoil your Sunday hat Because our Pussy-Willow Is not a naughty cat. She’s not a sneak that wishes 0n butter to get fat She’lll not start breaking dishes When you start shouting SCAIT! She doesn’t have to hurry Her share of milk to lap Nor does she have to scurry When some-one gives a slap. This pussy, soft and furry Would never hurt a rat She doesn’t even worry About a cosy mat. Though loved by all the children The grownâ€"up and the small We rob her of some catkins But never take them all. There is a little pussy That lives down in our swamp In Spring she greets the children Who go down there to romp. They go right after knitting For mischief quite alert Our side-s With laughter splitting Until they start to hurt. Kittens are the/ cutest things So playful and/so pert, Jumping for the apron strings And swinging on a skirt. Woolly cats and tortoise cats And cats‘that love to fight Prowling, spittin , squaling cats That keep us 11 at night. There are white cats, tiger cats, Cats with a busy tail, Maltese cats and yellow cats Black cats that cross our trail. Dependable Milk & Dairy Produce Aches-hire Eat and Alice Were both in Wonderland. Why it was always grinning She couldn’t understand. The cat, some people tell us, Has got eight lives to spare Cat: o’nine-tails we presume H-as more tairls than his share. You can be assured of a dependable supply by hav- ing our driver call daily. Milk is one commodity you cannot afford to take chances on. You are Wise to demand that your milk supply reaches you in the best possible condition. Manx cats, nice domestic pets Are born, without a tail While catâ€"tails on bullrushes Grow each year without fail. Tomâ€"cat, poor chap, grOWS restless From. home he will a‘bscond, Making himself a nuisance, Itinerant vagabond. Mother-cat, our worthy pet Upon the rodent fares, Puning sweet contentment while Our dlwelling place she shares. The civet cat is spotted It gives the civet scent That natives use for perfume In the Orient. The cheetah is a leopard That Hind‘u hunters tame It's called the hunting leopard For coursing sporty game. Bob-cats,â€"of tails unworthy Jungleâ€"cats prey on man House-cats we can tolerate But cactus-cats We ban. 'The ocelot is pretty, We hate the stalking lynx; Mountain cats are treacherous The pole-cat badly " G. S. WALWIN, Prop. THURSDAY, AUGUST 25th, 1938. Richmond Hill Dairy SOMETHING ABOUT CATS U Eagle-Eyes”) She sat on the rickety couch and thought. of the many times that IRrusâ€" ty and Betty and Cal and herself had drunk sweet, cheap sherry and talked the night away, about art life and love and World economicsâ€"never.- their own. It Was here that she had made her final pronouncement, when She was sick to nausea nf firm She went on aimlessly, along Twelfth Street. Then she thought of Betty and Ca] and walked up five flights to their apartment where the river View would be good if it wasn’t for the warehouse opposite. They welcomed her with gay effusion though they confessed that they were having one of their “baa times.” Cal’s last novelette had :been turned down. Karen wondered how they stood the constant death strug- gle between bills and reluctant edi- tors. Fifteen minutes Iby subway, later she stared at the space where Rus- ty’s and Piny’s names had once been printed over a bell. The space was empty. She had an odd, sinking feeling. The jaunty smile froze on her face. They had moved, of course. People :move in New York almost every year. But Rusty and Piny had hung onto the flat for a record time of four years, because it was big and cheap. She would drop in casually at Rusty’s and say. laughing: “Here’s the little Dutch hick :back for a visit.” In New York she even bought a new dress and hat, to justify the fib and she put them on and wore them out,7fe-elin‘g the jaunty self confidence that new clothes give a girl. “I need to shop for spring clothes,” Karen said, fi'b’bing to Mrs. Osmond as she was trying to fib to herself. She hadn’t dared‘ to go. She want- ed to forget. And now Rusty’s double had made her rememfber more poig- nantly than ever. The Os-mond‘s were old and lone- ly and treated Karen‘ more like a daughter than an employee. When she asked for a day off to go to the city, Mrs. Osmond said: “Of course, dear. I’ve marvelled at "your «being contented to stay here constantly without going in to see your young friends." away gray of the sea. would only like such thi of glamorous New York 111e, regaxvrs 51' her just as hls double had done in Trenton. Karen went into the big house, carrying the parcels which Mrs. Os- mond had sent her to purchase. She had never regretted coming to work as social secretary here. The estate was beautiful; her room a miracle of light and space after the cramped room on Fourth St. She loved the garden and the Trees and the far- away gray 'of the sea. If Rusty er? Why didn’t‘ you .beg me to stay and starve with you? I might have been idiot enough to die it. But Rusty had only laughed. “You’re a sensible Dutch girl, Kar- en Van Nord.” he had said. “You were never meant to breathe the murky, uncertain air of art." He hadn‘t even asked where her job was. He hadn‘t cared enough to want. to see her again or to write to her. He was striding on through life, regar: “*3 cf her just as his 'Oh, Rusty, why couldn’t you have [been dependable and sensible, instead of 'bent on' a hopeless struggle to {be a half-baked artist? Why didn‘t you appreciate my common sense, when I decided to get myself a respectable job [because I was a flop as a writ- er? Why didn’t‘ you [beg me to stay But he was present. and vital in Karen’s heart, though she had spent a year pretending that she had for- gotten him. His red head nodded to her from the limousine window. His crooked grin, like that, of the Cheshire cat, mocked her from the trees along the drive. She was coming back to New York .because of that glimpse yesterday of the man who looked like Rusty Carson. It was only a glimpse. She :had been in the car coming out of Trenton and the man walking. The tan overcoat with upturned collar, “the arrogant tilt of the head; the long strides were all like lRusty. She had called his name so sharply that the chauffeur glanced back at her. She had strained for a sight of the man’s face, but he turned a corner and was lost as the car rolled on. She had settled Iback, knowing that it could not be Rusty. Albsurd to imagine so. He boasted of never leaving Manhattan. He was in the grubtby flat that he shared with Jim} Pliny. developing lrphotographs that were beautiful, but never sold. He was miles away. q Karen made excuses to herself for phrases and hand to mouth exist- this trip to New York as the train ence. sped across the flat plains of New “I don‘t know about the rest of Jersey. She needed to shop; she you. Maybe you have talent. But I wanted to see the old crowd again; haven’t. And I’d rather go to work she was bored with the country. Lies, than starve as a ham writer," all of them. Her heart knew the true She said now, trying to seem care- less: “What’s happened to the old 3 By Roberta Yates 3 reason. sick to nausea of fine THE LIBERAL SHORT STORY such things instead RENDEZVOUS IN TRENTON But. she said nothing. At least Pliny was started on Rusty and Rusty must have car-ed after all or Pliny wouldn’t rage so. It couldn’t all'be his drunken imagination. He leaned forward confidentially. “You trapped Rusty. You got him good. Night after you left town he started raving. ‘Pliny,’ he said, ‘I see myself for What I am. A no good lazy rat. Trying to kid people I’m an artist because I’m too shift- less to work. Pliny, if I had had “Never mind me!‘ Get :b'ack to Rusty,” Karen begged. “You’re a nice girl, Karen. but you have 'no soul. You’re like all do- mestic women. You want to trap a man.” Karen thought drily: ‘fiRrusty had ten years to be a great art photo- grapher. Ten starving years before ever he met me.” “Rusty’s gone to hell," said Pliny. “That’s what you did to him. ‘That’s where you sent him. Might have been the greatest art photographer in the world and he throws it all over because of a 'woman.” No good arguing with him when he was like this. “Where is Rusty?” Karen said, trying to compel him to answer sobâ€" e11y. Kare‘q. remembering Priscilla’s strained face, said: “She loves you Pliny. If you’d only give her a chance.” ‘ “Give her a chance I went there night after night and banged on her door and threw rocks at her window and she wouldn’t let. me in.” But it was "a long time before she] got anything out of Pliny. He in] sisted on talking first about Pris-, cilla. “Just a career woman. Too! selfish to endanger her precious work 1 by marrying." Cold hearted it seem- ‘ ed was Priscilla. One who turned! on her friends because they took an occasional snifter too much. “Tell me about it,” am I Jezebel?” _Karen got him into a booth, away from the stares and snickers of the crowd at the bar. ‘ * “Jezebel! You ruined my ‘best friend’s life.” said bitterly. “He’s there ffom four o’clock until closing time.” Pliny released his hold on the bar and almost fell when he saw Karenl. He pointed a bony finger at her and roared: i‘m so sorry.” Once they had been a foursome. laughing, talking gay nonsense in this studio. Now Pliny was lost in one way an} Rusty in another. “Rusty and he gave up their place last fall,” Priscilla said. “Where did Rusty move ?” “I don’t. know. I haven't seen him for ages. Pliny can tell you. You’ll find him at Sams Tavevn,” Priscilla said bitterly. “He’s there ffom four o’clock until closing time.” “I don’t see him nowadays,” she said. “I had to ask him not to come here any more. Oh, Karen, I know I’ll get over it. People do. But I hate to see him go to pieces. He’s drinking ccnsiantly now. He lost his job. I tried to help him, but I can’t. Ncbody ’but himself can do that.” Karen said over a soil): “Darling “You were the only attraction," Cal said. Karen flushed. “He concealed it They told her about Jake who had gone to Hollywood at a fabulous sal- ary; about Milly who was married and living in White Plains of all places. She asked: “And Pliny?” They exchanged glances. Some- thing was wrong about Pliny and they didn’t like to say so. Karen didn’t care about him‘ anyway. He was just a good natured newspaper'- man who drank too much. important because he roomed with Rusty. “And Rusty?” she said at last. “He’s simply dropped off the earth,” Betty said. “We haven’t seen him for almost a year. He stopped coming around. She said now, trying to seem care- less: “What’s happened to the old crowd?” “I don’t know about the rest of you. Maybe you have talent. But I haven’t. And I’d rather go to work than starve as a ham writer.” THE LIBERAL, RICHMOND HILL, ONTARIO she said. Why t seen him you. You’ll ,” Priscilla ffom four the breeding ground and home of a myriad of large vipers, known as “postaks,” during road construction in the Herzegovinian mountains (European Balkans) excited immedi- ate fear, but subsequently aroused hope. Blasting operations caused the collapse of a huge fragment, re- vealing the mouth of an unsuspectâ€" ed cave, from which swarmed hun- dreds of these snakes. A wholesale invasion of the country-side was threatened, and the panic-stricken workmen fled, all but one, who hurl- ed a stick of dynamite among the advancing reptiles. Over a hundred of them were blown to pieces and the rest retreated into their underground refuge. The cave was promptly walled up and meesvn-rs taken for their destruction, but the news at- tracted a rush of peasants to the spot. The bite of these vipers is fatal, and their venom is in demand in laboratories all over Europe for the manufacture of anti-snake serum Laxton. Northamptonshire, ll E212: land, thirteen men and women ili‘VL’ returned to primitive life in an at- tempt to found an ideal civilization." Self-supporting and self-contaii'rezl, they live in discarded army huts, trap rabbits for a living, grow crops and make all their own clothes. Each man has his goat and a bit of land and is independent of the others. One member of the colony, a former so- ciety girl, spornls yarn and knits her husband’s socks at a cost of five cents a pair. Her husband, a form- er factory worker, is in charge of the colony’s training campaign. a French Government Commission that locusts have their breeding grounds. This knowledge, it is be- lieved, will make war on the pest simpler and more effective. This Commission, having visited West Africa, Morocco and Algeria, reportâ€" ed that the gathering ground of the migratory locusts is in Nigeria. Right across the Continent, on the shore of the Red Sea, in the same latitude English scientists have discovered a similar meeting place for the wingcf plague. LOGS, 1,000 feet long, believed to be a part of a plumbing system in- stalled about 100 years ago, has been uncovered by D. 0. Root. on a farm near Chardon, Ohio. Holes had been bored through the middle of the logs, and the end of each 10g was sharp- ened to join the next. In one of the logs below the spring- was a cut-off. A hole had been bored and a plug inserted. When the wa‘te1; was re- quired, the plug was raised. It will still operate. Uddments in World Mews longing to Johnny Kimbrel. of Wal- senbui‘g, Colorado, was uncomfort- able, although it rested in a soft nest in the hen house, which it kept free of rats. Kimbrel detected a bulge in his pet’s mid-section, and suspected the snake had turned to stealing eggs. Holding the reptile, head down, Kimbrel worked at the bulging object. Out popped a wood- en nest egg. Lucky she was to get an express train. There was no time to lose. Rusty and she had wasted months living and working within' a few miles of each other. They must make up for that. On the way to the station and the next train back to Trenton she thought of the many cheap quai‘nlt cottages she had seen on drives. She must find one large enough for Rusty to have a dark room to de- velop pictures. She would econo- mize so that he could Ibuy mater- ials. Oh, he would be a great pho- tographer one day. [a job I could have asked her to stay land marry me. But I had to let ' her go without; a word. Last thing :he said to me was he’d find you Eagain some time if it took all his :life. Then he went away.” ‘ Pliny laid his head on the table land sobbed. Karen shook his shoul- der. Karen lingered to be sure of the name of the paper, lingered on a moment longer, because her heart was singing and she wanted to share her happiness with Pliny. She wanted to tell him that Priscilla and he could be happy too. But she saw in his red eyes that there would never be a warm security for Prisâ€" cilla and him. ACCIDENTAL DISCOVERY OF “I told you. Gone to hell. Gone to New Jersey. Same thing. He even likes it there. Sent me a card gushing about the fresh air and water. He got a job picture swatch- ing for some rpaper near Trenton. What an end for him!” Pliny mourn- ed. IN A 44-ACARE FIELD OUTSI IT HAS BEEN DISCOVERED BY A PIPE-LINE OF HOLLO‘W'ED THE PET BULL SNAKE BE “Where did he go?” she demand- JAMES McCALLUM, Treasurer I DICK WILLIAMS, Secretary Phone King 9-r-2 Phone King 9-1213 I WE’RE OPEN TO ALL lst Prize $12.00, 2nd Prize $8.00 Entries to be in the hands of Secretary by August 26th Draw to take place at 12.30 p.m. sharp. Tournaments must be finished.. P‘rizes will not be split. It is all the more saddening when we know that most of such accidents can be avoided by care on the part. of the pedestrian as well as the motorist. Children should ‘be taught to be careful in' crossing the streets or roads, look well to right and left for approaching cars. Better not to play in the streets at all, but if that cannot be avoidtflâ€"then play care- fully. Remember that death may lurk in the roadway. Motorists, no matter what the cirâ€" cumstances, should always watch children in hte roadway. A little one playing on the boulevard or the sidewalk may run! into the road the next second, and flash directly in front of an approaching car. Then it may be too late to avoid a tragedy J A momentarily thoughtless motorâ€" ist, a highâ€"powered car, a playing child. grinding nbrakes, a crash, a lchildish scream, a still, twisted little lfigure, grotesque and terrifying, a life that ended at seven that might have [been saved. - Dramatic. yes, (but not exagger- ated. True drama revealed by a per- usal of accident statistics in any centre of Ontario. The bare figures tell the tale in their own impersonal way, but they do not stress the hor- ror, the needlessness of it. all, the grief that must follow as long as life lasts. These are the elements which enâ€" ter, too often, into tragedies of the highway; tragedies that might have beenl prevented. And portraying this drama are grief-stricken, anguished people; parents, brothers and sisters who mourn the loss of a loved oneâ€" and, most miserable of all, the hapâ€" less motorist whose brain will ever be seared with the torturing kn0w- ledge that he has taken a life that might have been saved. LUNCHES SERVED BY WOMEN’S INSTITUTE RE‘FRESHMENT BOOTHS. FREE PARKING LARGEST FAMILY 0N GROUNDS lst Prizeâ€"Barrel of Flour. 2nd Prizeâ€"Half Barrel of kar HORSESHOESâ€"Professional & Amateur 200 yards 100 yards 100 yards 25 yards 25 yards. 100 yards for Men, open to King and Vaughan. Prizes donated by Miss F. Kemp. 100 yards for Ladies, open to King and Vaughan. Foot Races and Novelty Races open to all. Good prizes given for all eveMs. Open to King only. Previous winners not eligible lst Prizeâ€"Silver Dessert Set, donated by A. J. H. Eckardt, Toronto. OPEN TO ALL Saturday, August 27th E and OLD BOYS’ REUNION LASKAY BOXING 0N RAFT IN THE WATER AMATEUR BOXING & WRESTLING LADIES’ SOFTBALL TOURNAMENT ! yards for Men 100 j I yards for Girls, 14 years and under. ' yards for Boys, 14 years and under. yards for Girls. 10 years and under. yards for Boys. 10 years and under INSTITUTE HALL GOOD OLDE TYME ORCHESTRA MEN’S SOFTBALL TOURNAMENT FIELD DAY HUMAN WHEELBARROW RACE RICHMOND HILL HIGHLAND PIPER BAND ADMISSION TO GROUNDS Adults 25c. Children under 12 Free Death in the Afternoon AN OLDE TYME DANCE IN OLDEST COUPLE ON GROUNDS STOCKYARD CLOWNS OBSTACLE RACE PRIZES FOR DANCING General Admission 25c. G. D. PATON, President FOOT RACES SWIMS lst Prize $12.00, 2nd Prize $8.00 LANSlNG WILLOWDALE 42 HUDSON 0234 Bowden Lumber & Coal CO.. LTD Be always careful. Do your part, whether motorist or pedestrian, adult or child, to lessen the dreadful toll of accidents that snuffs out so many precious lives every year on On- tario’s streets and highways. If you are a pedestrianâ€"remember that the motorist has rights, and for your owu safety, be watchful of traffic. If you are a motoristâ€"always drive- sanely and live to drive longer. Take care and caution into your car with you every time you put your hand to your steering wheel. These unseen guests will be the most valuable companions you ever had. on any drive, and they won’t crowd the car. In- fact, you can carry them in your head. but be sure to have them along. lnsulex. Donnacona Board. etc. that can- never be paid for â€" a life ended at seven that could have hem saved. TINSMITHING FURNACES - PLUMBING HEATING Septic Tanks Installed Pumps Barn & Stable Equipment 74 Yonge btreet Phone 92F LUMBER OF ALL KINDS 100 yards for Ladies PAGE SEVEN R. H. KANE Established 1880