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[cool church, «iwre David wm nirail- leAving the boyii? You'll b«« themj FACTS ABOUT TEA SEMES^Nb, 4 The Two T3rpes of Tea There are two distinct types of tea» namely Black Tea and Green Tea. Both are made from the same bush and both are equally pure. The difference is in the process of manufacture which gives each a different flavour. Black Tea after it is plucked is withered and partially 'fired' of dried, then allowed to oxidize by being exposed to the air. This gives Black Tea its dark reddish colour when drawn. Green tea is immedi- ately steamed after plucking, which pre- vents oxidization. There are delicious blends of "SALADA" in both of these types and also a unique blend of Black and Green Tea Mixed. All are sold in four gualities. ; ing to give hi» sister away. Some of again In a few day*. Are you cirfad-j ; the vulti^e women, with little ^ir'.a in ing having me undiluted?" .clean pinafores clinging to their «'My dear, you don't suppose the skirts, came shyly in after them and boys cwiU' first now, do you? 1 love sat down at the door. Lord Bidl)or- tht'in as dearly aa ever I did, but com- jough, waiting for his bride, saw her pared with youâ€" it's so different, nb-i I coma through the doorway, winged golutely differentâ€" I can't explain, l' lilte Mercury, smiling back at the don't love you like people in books, children following . . . then her all on fire and saying wonderful eyes met his. things all the time. But to be with The first thing that Jean became you fills me with utter content. 1 aware of was that Mr. Macdonald told you that night jn Uopetoun that was reading her own chapter. the boys filled my life. And then you "The wilderness and the solitary went awaj, and I found »hat though place shall be glad for them: and the j had the boys my life and my heart desrt shall rejoice and blossom as were empty. You are niy life, the ro.se ... I Biddy."' y "And an highway shall be there, | ..j^ blessed child." and a way. and it shall l>e called The ^^out four o'clock ti.ey came home. Way of Holiness: the unclean shall ^^ ^^^^^ ^^^ of pastures and not pass over it: but it shall .b^f""^' shallow dales fell quietiy to the river those: the wayfaring men, though ,^ j ^ ]^ / ^ ^ fools, shall not err therein "No lion shall be there, nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon, it shall not be found there, but the redeemed shall walk there, its last outpost stood Minterii Abba.-i, a thing half of the hills and half of the broad valleys. At its back, be- yond the home-woods, was a remote land of sheep walks and forgotten And the ransomed of the Lord Camlets; at its feet the young Thames II SALADA" PENNY PLAIN BY O. DOUGLAS Shopmanâ€" "^on may have your choiceâ€" penny plain or two-penca colored." Solemn Small Boy â€" "Penny plain, pleas*. It'a battar ralna tor the money." CHAPTER XXV. a burden she would send him alone ! shall return and come to Zion with I songs and everlasting joy upon their I heads ; they shall obtain joy and glad- I ness, and sorrow and cighing S'hall flee away." The schoolmistress had played the wedding march from I-ohengrin, and was prepared to play Mendelssohn as the party lefj the church, but when the service was over Mrs. Macdonald whispered fiercely in Jean's car, "You can't be married without '0 God of Bethel,'" and ousting the schoolmis- tress from he*" pl*ce at the organ, she struck the opening notes. They knew it by heart â€" Jean and Davie and Jock and Mhor and Lewis Elliot â€" and they sang it with the unction with which, one sings the songs of Zion by Babylon's streams. "Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide. Give us each day our daily bread And raiment fit provide. O spread Thy covering wings around Till all our wanderings cease, ! And at our Father's loved abode i Our soAls arrive in peace." ! Out in the sunshine, among the blos- soms, Jean stood with her husband and was kissed and blessed. "Jean, Lady Bidborough," said Pamela. Women often ask me â€" 8ay$ Mrs. Experience â€" hoW I Oet my table linen so immaculate rf^" Jean awoke early on her wedding |*"f "^^P * '"^h heart, till she couldi- "Gosh. Maggie!" said Jock, "I morning and lay and thought over r*^®''^**'"? *'â„¢ home. I quite forgot Jean would be Lady Bid- the twtnty-three years of her life, . »»it it was high time that she had. borough. What a joke!" ami wondered what she had done to "*'" °<^*'^ *"'* dressed. It would b«| "she doesn't look any different," be so blessed, for, looking back, it ' ?. '"0''">nK »' dressing, for about i Mhor complained, seemed one long succession of sunny i''-^? ^"* would have to dress again "Surely you don't want her differ- days. The dark spots seemed so in- considerable looking back as to be hardly worth thinking about. Her window faced the east, and the for her wedding. The obvious course Ignt," Mrs. Macdonald said. was to breakfast in bed, but Jean had rejected the idea as "stuffy." To waste the last morning of April in morning sun shone in, promising yet i ^^ with crumbs of toast and a tray tagenet "Not very different,' said Mhor, "but she's pretty small for a Lady â€" not nearly as tall as Richard Plan- P in lazy reaches wound through water meadows. Down ths f'opea of old pasture fell cascades of daffodils, and j in the fringes of the coppices lay the! blue haze of wild hyacinths. The' house was so- wholly in tune with the] landscape that the eye did not at once | detect it, for its gabies might have been part of wood or hillside. It was of stone, and built in many periods and in many styles, which time had subtly blended so that it seemed a perfect thing without beginning, as long descended as the folds of downs which sheltered it. The austere Tudor front, the Restoration wing, the offices built under Queen Ai^tc, the library fMed in the days of the Georges, had â- f Borne alchemy become one. Peace and long memories were in every! line of it. and that air of a home which belongs only to places thatj have been loved for ^nerations. Iti breathed ease and Comfort, but yet{ had a tonic vigor in it, for while it stood knee-deep in the green valle^ its head was fanned by moorland winds. * Jean held her breath as she saw it. It seemed to her the most i>erfect thing that could be imagined. She walked in shyly, winged like Mercury, to be greeted respectfully by a row of servants. Jean shook hands with each one, smiling at them | with her "doggy" eyes, wishing all the . time for Mrs. McCosh, who was not; special'ly I'espectful, but always home-j ly and humorous. | Tea was ready in a small panelled; room with a view of the lawns andj the river. ' "I asked them to put it here," Lord i Bidborough said. "I thought youj might like to have this for your own sitting-room. "I take it as a real compliment, because most women do try to excel in. their table linen. "Of course, I tell them the way Tve found easiest and best is with Sunlight â€" just rubbing the linen lightly with Sunlight, rolling it up and putting it to soak. After soaking, Bcrhaps a light rubbing here and there may be called for, thep just rinse, and the linen is spotlessly clesfli. Fine linens should be protected and never come into contact with anything but the purest soap. "As a household soap there is nothing better or more economical than Sunlight. Every particle is pure soap, with no wasteful 'filler'. Sunlight is mild and easy on the hands, too." Lever Brothers Limited of Toronto, make it. sss- Sunlight Soap another fine day. Through the wall i '^"^ unthinkable, and by 9..30 Jean i "As high as my heart," said Lord the room at The Rigs." she could hear Mhor, who always'*'** *' the. station giving Mhor an Bidborough. "The ..... .â€" . - woke early, busy at s.ime game â€" pos- j hour with his beloved locomotors. | Mhor." aibly wigwams with the blankets and "You will like to come to Mintern] "I shan't have to learn. It's just a little like I already." I love it! "And feel it home?" j coircct height,! "Oh^ Biddy, it is. I saw it when I^ "Yes . . but, Biddy, there's just' I came in. May I really have it for, one thing. I shall love our home , _ I The vicar lunched with them at the. my own? It ieels as if people had with all my heart and be abso'iutelyi sheets -;â€" already the chamber-maid ; Abbas, won't you, Mhor?" she said, t inn. There were no speeches, and no. been happy in it. It has a welcoming ' content here if you promise me oue had coinplained of finding the sheets) Mhor considered. one tried to be funny. air. And^what a gorgeous tea!" She thing â€" that when I die I'l be taken to knotted round the bed-posts. He was! ^'I would have liked it better " he J°ck rebuked Jean for eating too, sat down at the table and pulled off Priorsford ... I know it's non-i singing a song to himself as he play- tconfessed, "if there had been a' rail- """•^h. "It's not manners for a bride her gloves. "Isn't life f rightfully j sense. I know it dv)esn'tâ€" matter «d. Jean could hear hia voice croon- [way line 'quite near. It was silly of t° have more than one help." well arranged? Every day is so full 'where the pickle dust that was mei Ing. The sound filled her with an whoever built it to put it so far "!*•'* odd," said Jean, "but the last of so many different things, andJies, but I don't think I could be quite j Inimense tendernens. Little Mhor away." time I was married the same thing! meals are such a comfort. No, I'm happy if I didn't know that one day; with his naughtiness and his endeac- "When Mintern Abbas was built happened. D'you remember, Davie? j not greedy,, but what I mean is that' I shoud^lie within sound of Tweed, i Ing ways! And beloved Jock with railways hadn't been invented." i You were the minister and I was tho.it would be just a little 'stawsome' \f. . You're laughing, Biddy." i his gruff voice and surprised blue] "I'm glad I wasn't invented before t"''<'^> ""d I had my pinafore button- j you had nothing to do but love all j "My darling, like vou I've some-i eyes so tender-hearted, so easily af- railways," said Mhor ' ' " ' ^ '- '- ' - ------- i" - â- â€¢ fronted. And David â€" the dear com- ' been very dull." Renewable Charms. ^ Mr. Laurels -".Mere lUiysicarlTeauiy panion of ^ her childhocd, who had I "You'll have a ponv at Mintern shared with her all the pleasures and Abbas. Won't that bo" nice?" penalties of life under the iron rule| "Yea. Oh! there's the signal down "I would have c<l down the front to look grown up,! the time." j times wondered what" people talked j la a" '"o fleeting." and Tommy Sprott wa.n. the bride-j "I'm Scots, partly^ bui I'm not so' about on their honeymton, but never! Miss of Great-aunt Alison, who under- 1 at last. That'll be the express to Lon- ^Ives. And at the wedding-feast ^ tated â€" "I'm afraid it means â€" sicken- stood as no one else could ever quite don. I can hear the roar of it al-' Tommy Sprott sudenly pointed at me ing." li understand, not even Biddy . . . ready." I and said, 'Put that girl out; she's eat- Her husband laughed as he sat 1 But as she thought r.f Biddy, she sprang out of bed, and, leaning out of the window, she turned her face to Little St. Mary's, wher^ her love was. and where presently she would join him. Five hours later slie would stand with him in the church among the groom. Aiid Ureat-annt Alison let, Scots as all that. What does 'staw- in my wildest imaginiiigs did I dream long, but. then us have a cake and .son-e shortbread, some' mean exactly?" _ j that they talked of where they would; every day." and we made strawberry wine our- 1 "It means," Jean began, and hesi-[ like to be buried." | ' " ' ' ' Jean hid an abashed face for a momeiit against her hu.sband's .sleeve; ready." I and said, "l-'ut that girl out; sne's eat-i Her husband laugned as ne sat then she looked up at him iind Pamela's idea of a wedding gar- '"K all the shortbread.' Me â€" his new- down beside her. | laughed, ment for Jean was a soft white cloth! made bride!" | "I'm willing to belfeve that you! "it sounds madâ€" but I mean it," coat and skirt, and a close-fitting hati The whole village turned out to mean to be more complimentary than she said. with Mercury wings. Everything see the newly-married couple leave,! you sound. I'm very certain you; "It's all the fault of your Great- including the black.smith and three! would neverjet love-making become aunt Alison. Tell me, Jean, girl â€" dogs. It hurt Mhor afresh to see 'stawsome' ."^ . . There are hot no, I'm not laughingâ€" how will thi the dogs barking happily while Peter,' things in that dish â€" cr yrould you day look from your death-bed?" who would so have enjoyed a fight rather have a sandwich? This is the Jean Hoked M. the river, tnen she' MancheS'ter â€" '•It doesn't last it can be renewed was simple, but everything was ex quisitely fresh and dainty. Pamela dressed her, .Mr.*. Macdon- ald looking on, and iVlawson flutter- The Practical Mind. A man was almost frantic with tooth- ache. The only other person in the room was hts pompous, matter-of-faci aunt. Presently tlie uia" burst out: 'Oil, 1 wish to goodness people were born * , without teeth:" My dear Alfred, they are." said t.'ia '#i and , blossoms, and they would be "made 'ing about."admiririg but incompetent, with them, was spending a boring day first time we've ever had tea alone, looked into her husband's eyes man and wife, joined together tilli , . < ' in the stable-yard, but Jean comfort- Jean." I put both her hands into his. j death did them part. Jean folded " '''^°'"''**'!"K old and something new, ed him with the thought of Peter's; "I know. I>n't it heavenly to think , "Ah, my dear love," ..he said, soft- her hands on the window-sill. She' Something borrowed and something delight at Mintern Abbas. ! that we shall be together now all the ly, "if that day leaves my any ramem-' felt solemn and quiet and very happy. I blue,'" , "Will Richard Plantagenet mind if rest of our lives? Biddy, I was brance of what I feel to-day, I'll be She had not had much lime for think- Mr* Mur-^onnlH niint»«1 "H»v« v«.. ^^ chases rabbits?" Ithinking . . ifâ€" if ever we^have a] so glad to have lived that T'l go out ing in the last few dajs. and she was I ^t*th«r„n lln ?" ^ *"^»" *«"'*- '«''" >">"• B»ddy?" Jean son I should like to call him Peter; of the world cheering." , ! glad of this quiet hour. U was good ,-% think so IVe o-r t r hir^ hnnd s»'^- *^''l' Would" you mind?" I - The End. ! on her wedding morning to tell over kercJeftLtwa.mv^m^^^^ "Not a bit. If you'll stand be- "My darling!" -•^ ^ I in her mind, like bead^ on a rosary, IoM And hl,mriMw.."nm5„n.^^^^^ ^^ ""d *-he wrath of the keep-! "It wouldn't go very well with the' White bread and M the ofaor pr^ the excellent qualities of her deai^ things "nder- 1 ._. „ j„ „„„ .., .u,„„^..._.: a .v.. x,„„!„..,.4„ ._., .„, , . ... J love. Clould there be another such in the wide world? Pamela was happy with I/t'wis Elliot, ind I..ewiH was kind and good and in every way de- heartless relative. '^" A i!d"rVn^mrJw»H"p«"iLln^« '«â- "«• P****" "«y ^° ^"^ '"'>'"''*' thing! Quintins and the Reginalds and all; ducts of white flour are the <aus4 of! book,^m'I ha'-eTtoneTm^h^^ .. ........ ..J^^. '>!!?^r..".T«l.!'»i 'Lr_".'?_^^.? teeth decay^Sir Harry H.ldwin prayer own. And all the rest of me's new." As they drov "And the Pamela, "so .-0 away thrpugh the; sort of thank you to the poor rich, (Surgoon-dentist to the King) n, Jean -said: "Ive al- man who was so kind to me. , ^ "^ "All the same. I sometimes wish he- „„„ . ,. . „ . . golden afternoon vn,?'.. f 'f-H*'' ."'l ways wondered what people_Jtalked „..„,. ,„...^, lightful, but compared with Richard : i'lfi'"""!,"'" "" >ou '» lorunea "Rainst ^^^^j^ ^yj,g„ jj,gy ^^^^^ away on their hadn't left you all that money. I Plantagonet. . In this pedestrian ..i i,An» «„ " «„i,i i„.„, dt,.v,.k. "I wedding journey?" i would rather have given you every- woria her Biddy had something of L J^^^Pf "^"j' X . h- s ^'"Ti^a v,:' > "They don't talk; they just look'thing myself." the old cavalier grace. Also, he hadT"f ,hu J„,nh,ir i , tin^nML „^ ; '"l" <'««=•' "*''*''â- '« ^^^ '" * ^'>''^ °'^ "Like King Cophetua. I've no doubt Turkey more than u streak of Ariel. Would /bn.„kf^t and h?s .such an odd child . '''â- â€¢''^-?''y' â- '''^''"^' '^"^ '^ ^- '" " *'»'""•'" 't was all right for him, but it can't station. he be content always to be .settled at , he'll wash every bit of himself and ._ _ __.. 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Ito home lb* t Oivi the Mon^n* this wMcaoM^lmi*- Uftin^ street - for "I've brouirht un f...ir lmv« " «hA ' *^"'' "° ''"'''^^ ' would spend Tny man earning, the woman saving and ; said "so I Xht to k ow som'ethin^ "f*" '" '''"'^''"K >>"«k:y i" a post-ohaise contriving. . . But what's t^e good of the r laVs*" It" w!? be bke l5 ^''"^ " P'^;*'>- ^"""'"j I'"/ ^'l^ «»'°"1^ of talking about moneyZ Money only times to have lock and Mhor to look •""' ""*' w*"* '^""''.' ""''*'' '*''""' *"'" ""^ matters when you haven't got any." after" '""'', would add .-om-thing to the ronversa-| "O wise young judgt!" 1 Mhnr ivon* in I Ko ...... ,„i.i, i„.„'tion.' Wl.sc old man! Tell ffie. Pen-' "No, it's real'.y quite a wise state- lunfpTmeTand'M.'' Cd:n'l.'Th" ' ">â- -â- >'""'• >°"'-:^ "°^ f .oU ing about , ment when you thVnk of it. . Ut's others had gone on in Lord Bidbor- ' = ! »" outs'ae- tbe llyMHMiraftn- JMol<M or when , jnatjiBe fteAeaar. ouf^h's car, as Mr. Macdonald wanted f^ j to see the vicar before the service. jThe vicar had asked .loan about the I music, saying that the village school- ! mistress, who was al^:o the organist, was willing to play. "I don't much ! like 'The Voic<! that llreathed o'er Eden,'" Jean told him, "but anything ielse would be very nic. It is so v;'ry, kind of her to play." i I Mhor mourned all the way to! ; church about Peter being left behind.' . "Thr-rc's poor Peter, wlio is .^o fond i .of marriat^â€" he goes to- them all! in' : Prior.- ford- '-tii'd up in the yard; aiid he knows how to bchav< in a cl^urch." "It's a good deal more than you do,"- Mrs. . Macdonald told him. i "You're ntver still for one moment.! I know of at kasl one person who! I has ha<l to change h°s seat because "DIAMOND DYE" IT A BEAUTIFUL COLOR ^^^V^fV^^t'^^'^^^'^^^^^t^a^iM'^A^'^ I want to .lee the river near." She turned wnile going out at the door and looked with great '~â€" satisfaction on the roon. that *as to "~ be Ker own. "I am glad of this room, Biddys,* It has sach a kind feeling. -Th« othar rooms are lovely, but they arfntearit for crowds of people. This siyf tea, and a lire and a book tinf^a friend â€" the four lucest things in the world." They walked slowly down to the river. • "Swans!" said Jean, "and a boat!" In Shelley's dreams of Heaven Roses, Shrubs, Bulbs Largo I'lange (>( BEST QUALITY. GOOD PRICES List cu Request Holland Canadi«in Import Co. Niagara Falls, Ont. •t wiih a SfNONDS SAW 3taya sharp longer. • • SI'.OK J3 CANADA SAW CO. LTD MONTREAL VA.SSOUVCn ST. JOHN. 11. B. â- ^i^ '^-â- mvr.-.ri,- tilki. skirts. I of you. He said he jtnt no good of tint Iluserlo. I the sermon watching you ! alKnit." I sweaters, draperies, coverings, hang i'erfeci lionio dye- ing and tinting la euarantecJ with Dia- mond Pyei. Just dip In cold water to tint soft, delicate shades, there is .alyirays a river and a boat or boll to dye rich, I read that Ron>ewhere . . Well, perraauent colors, what do you think of Mintern Abbas? Each IB-cent pack- Did I overpraise?" I age contains direo- Jes" shook her head.,. i lions so simple any "That wouldn't be e.^sy. It'.? the woman can' dye or '^^%- wonderful place . . like a ribbons •kin. .dream. lx)ok at it now in the after- l>obbing| ^uu.__ ««-se^ Jcoa.s.^_^ock.n^: --^K^l^^l^^f -ii^ ^if IS^UE Nc "It's l>9C8u.w I don't rare about | ,„.,. everything new ('sermons, Mhor replied, and relapsed I " â€" â-  - into dignified silence â€" a silence! I sweetened by a large Ihm-olate poked 'at him by Jean. Thsy walked through the church- yard, with its quiet sleepers, into the ">'«•<* «ood«. 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