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BECJIN HKKK TODAY The marriage of Dolly and Nigel Brethcrton proves an uiihniipy "iip. When »-ar is. declared, Nigtl i.< a'.ad to enlist. Ho It-aves Dolly in the <""r#- rf his friond, Mary ["iiraival. Niffp; i.s ldile<l in action and l>oily marries an old sweet h«arl, llobert Durham. I)oIly and lioU-rl sail for America nnil word com*?.s of the sink- ing of th* ship on which tliey took When Niifo.'s older brother, David, cullii tA soe Nigel's widow, Mary is a.ihamed to :;â- !; him of Dolly's mar- riafpe. David mistakei> Mary for his hrolhcr'K wife and ask.? her to come to live lit I{P(1 (iranjfe with him nrid his aunt at Red (Iranpo. An acquaint- anc;> of Mary's, nami'<l Kvan.^, falls in love with her. Mary writes fo tell him that .she is leaving for the coun- try. NOW C;0 ON WITH THE STORY. If he w«mt round that evening he might l>e in time to .sc? her. He changed his office clothes for a hlu? .'ergo .suit; he bru«hed his hair smartly, and fielect'ed his best tie; then he gave an anxious look into the glass before h<' went out again into the night. Jt .se:me<l a long way to Mary's flat, and when he reached it he hardly liked to ring. He i-Uiod outside the shut door for n moment with a wrt'tched sen£o of iu-rvou8n'e.s.s. He wondered if »he 'would be angry; he wondered if sha would con.sider it a libarty on his part to have called at all; he wond;rid ifâ€" With a -suddi'n impulse he lifted IiIh hand to the be!!. He heard it go shrilling through th< silence. After a moment a light shono through the glass panel of the door; Homeon;? drew back the bolt. It was Marv hersL-lf. There was an anxious glint in her eyes, he thought, and, although she smi''?J when she recogniji.ni him, her welcome was not quite sFonliinsou:., he told himself. He explained his visit stamniering- ly: "I waiiU'd to .sie you again. I am sorry you an- leaving. I hope it is not ifally good-bye." She had not asked him in, and the light of the narrow hall showed him that <'verything was stripped and bare. The pictures and furniture had all gon,'-. a couple of large boxes stood -one on the other against a wall; a big packing-cas*^ was in the act of l>eir.ix ci>rde<). .Mary looked round nervously as if Wfjiideriiyr what he thoughtrf it all. "The p'ace is all dismantled," she said hesitatingly. "But if you will come in for a moment â€" "> He ncLvptid eagerly. .She shut the finor, and led the way into th^» dininj:- rooni. Hire alio everyihing had goiie liut a small table and a coup'e of chairs. A smarl fire was Imriiine. but the room looked def.-rted and cheerl'esiC The tabu- was ^u-.-wn with papers. Many were torn into pieces, and some <.f th» fragni-t;ts had fallen to the floor as if a draught had caught and w!iir!?d them down. "Please sit down," said Mary. Her vo'c- was nervous. .She re- main-^d standing r/ar the flre, holdin';; her hands fo the blaze, and now young MvHMs .'.jiw that the slim third finger <f \- r 1 .ft hand was barred with a wvdding-ring. • . I'or a moment he stared at it with blank eyes. He was .'iure she had not liec'ii w:-aring it when they had met before: his hi'art Kegan to beat with a sort of slow (^isappointment. Almost as if .she c<ni!d fei-l his gaze, Mary half turned and >K>ked toward him. Sh? moved her hand (juickly into the shad? if I he folds of her black fnM'k. "It is kind of you to come," she said. "I did imt like to a.'-k you. but I am glad to he able to thank you for all \oii did fo?- me the other night." "I did iMithing. I am sorry you are guing away Is it very far "Vet <lown in thv country." Th â- Â» r?;;ly wa« evasive. He ri'.illz?d that she did not mean him to know h-r d'. stinalion; he b;.,tan stumb.ingly to put his wish ii.'.o words. "I wanted to a-ik if-wh'jthar you would mind if I â€" if you would kt mo writ:- y(.u sometime..? 1 won't bothc-r you much, but if I might write some- i'mes--" Th?re was a litllt silence. Mary was looking away from liim now, and down into the heart of the fire. Wh-rn she sj^oke her vo'ce was kind but rather cold. "I am afraid 1 mu^t .say no. It isn't that Iâ€" that I don't want you to. I am afraid yfu must think me horribly unkind and ungrateful, but â€" oh, I don't think you must." Ho rose from his chair and moved acrot^s to wht^re she was standing; his young face looked very earrh:st. "I wouldn't worry you. I'd writ* very seldom; but I shall be so sorry if â€" if we never m^t again." The color was fluttering in her ch°ek.s; the hand half-hidden in th3 folds of her black frock twitched a little. "You don't under.standl" she broke out helplessly. "It's not that I don't I want to seo >x)u again, but â€" but I 'wan't to leave all my old life behi;5d â€" to start afresh. Iâ€" I haven't been so ' very happy here that I wish to be re- ' minded of it all," .she added, with a ; catch in her voice. I Ha took hc-r handâ€" his own daring jastoni.shed him. Such a small nervous I band it was. He felt all at once as if I he wanted to help her, to be kind to iher, to interpose his broad young I shoulders l;elwe:!n her and the world's buffeting. "I know it must seem awful pre- sumption," he said rather unsteadily. j "But"- -he stopped, and rushed on llseGfllGfrs Lye to MAKE. YOUR. OWN SOAP and for cleaning and DISIN'FECtiNG (jilieft's Lye P'rofech \ (Jour. Health and read: "Mrs. Nig?l Uretherton, Tho Red Grange, Seltncint, shire." CHAPTER XXI. NIGEL'S HOME. Miss \'arney straightc-ned out an imaginary crease in the white bed- spread, and stepped back a pace to lo<ik round the room with well-satis- fied eyes. "If she doesn't like this" â€" she ap- pealed to David, who stood in the door- way watching her amusedly â€" "I am afraid i-he will be very difficult •to please." "It looks very nice," he admitted, with maimish indifT«rence. "They had no room like this at the flat, at any rate." Miss Varney sighed. "l\or Nigel I And he loved his home and the country so much." A little cloud crossed her gentle face, in retrospection CAPK 1550 THE VOGUE OF THE CAPE. The cape has definitely establiiehed itst'lf in the realm of fashion, aivd wre present hero a smart and practical version of this new mode. It ds made of crepella, so much used by ChaneC, and features fitted shoulders. The uneven hemline ia especially desirable. When You Can Buy 11 V AvoinuMi/9| A T II T» Whr be content wltH Inferior tea. although tho lower edge may be left For a moment she lost terself j P«''^«^'y straight. The side sections create a panel effect, and openings Now that he was dead and gonel a'"*^ "^f^ ^o"" t^e arms in the seams she blamed herself that she had not! where the side sections join the cared more for her younger nephew, j f-'on's- The convertib.« collar makes David had always been her favorite. <-*»« ''^P* both comfortable and becom- Hhe wondered now if perhaps Nigel l i»i*f- ^o. VA^Q is in sizes .-56, 40 and had gues.sed as much. 44 inches bust. Size 36 is suitable for It s€€med impossible that she would' ^'^ a"** ^^^ bust; size 40 for 38 and never see him again, or hear his teas- I 40 bust; and size 44 for 42 and 44 ing voice. Tears filled her eyes, and i '>"8'^^- ^'^ 3^ requires 3 yards 04-inch splashc^d on to the white lace of her ! material without nap; lining 3 Mi bodice. yards 36-inc'h. Price 20 ceiits. David move<i towards her, and laid! The fjecret of distinctive dress lies a hat: I on her arm. "^ good taste rather than a lavish ex- "Don't cry," he said. "Perhaps it's Pendituru of money. Every woman Making Dripped Candles. A tearoom manager bad a telephone e«.ll that a group of old coUece frlenda wanted a table for luncheon. Her policy bad always been to bare eome- thing dilfe'reDt for epeclal luncheona and 0be wanted to decorate that table- wlth the college colors, blue and white. There were no blue candles on hand, only one or two etub buds of tlie ahade of blue needed; there wajn't time to purchase more candles, so In despera- tion she liclhted the stub emd of a blue candle and let the colored wax drip oyer a fre«h white candle until it waa covered. She turned and twisted the white candle as she worked letting the warm wax drip where^lt was most ef- fective. The result was surprisingly pretty, and the candlee made die lun- cheon. Delighted with the success of hsr first venture, she soon began to try out dripped caudles in all colors. As her Siklll Increased she found it well to •crape the white candle with a coarse grater to roughen the surface before beginning to decorate It, and to chill It frequently in a Jar of cold water to set the colored wax drips quickly and keep them round. Care was taken not to wet the wick. To give a better finlsu to the candle she made a varnish by dissolving In I alcohol amber sealing wax and palnt- ] Ing with a brush a thin coating over the completed candle, ("rystalline sift- I ed over the candle before the varnish j had hardened was sometimes used to give another variety to the surface. As many color combinations can be tried as there are candles In solid I colors. Among those that were par- ticularly effective were rose and green; green and blue; rose, blue and pink: green, tan and orange. all for the bestâ€" and he went out ' he would have wished." i Miss Varney stifled a sob. Sh>- wiped her tears resolutely away, and tried to smile. 'I l".-g yiur pardon for having worried you." Carty if always With you/ J^ Keeps teeth ^fi^ clean, breath iweet^^^ appetite keen and zestion (mulling lasuE N». 2J- a*. again- -"I've r.'ever taken a fancy to anyone before â€" till I met you, and â€" " She lifted her h*ad, and he saw that tlvi-re wi r.' tears in her eyes, though .sho smiled. "Why. I'm years older than you," she said tiemulously. "You're only a l>oy ! It's very kind of you. I'iea.se don't think I'm not grateful; but it's quite, quite impossible." I "Vou mean that I'm not the M)rt of, fellow )ou could ever give a thought to that--" i There was .something so lx>yish in ' his appeal, her heart softened toward him. "It's not that, but-" And now she turned her face away to hide its quiv- ' ering. "I Iov<mI a man dearly once, and I| can r.?ver care for anyone else." I He let her hand go -very gently, j "And he isâ€" dead?" he asked. ! "Yes." I There was a little silence. The fire leaped and crackled in the grate, cast.; ing wf-ird shadows over the bare r<Kim. ' Then young Kvatis moved back to tho table without speaking, and took up; his hat. { "I lieg your jmrdon for having wor- vvs\ you," he said; ami his voice ^ sounded older and more manly. ; "Plcaf • f<irgive me." He held out his hand. "What is there to forgive'.'" she asked him, smiling. "You have been SI kind to nif." Il( walked into th? hall, and .she followed him. The front door stood wide; the litl'e maid was helping a man drag <ine of the big Iwixes out fo a waiting van; it lo>ked very heavy nnil cumlH-rsoiiie. Young F.vaiis went forward. "let me lend a haml," he said che?ri'.y. 'I'be little maid Mood asi<lo, red- faced and breatblewi. Young K.vans raised oot- em) of the l>ig trunk in his strong arms. "Ready?" he asked. Together th<»y rarrteil it out ^to the darkness and down to the van. As they shoved it into the back of the cart, the light from a lamp fell on thf labsl attached to the handle. Young Kvmne looked at it, and his heart leapt. Thin would t«ll him her addresa. He bent cl<iger to it eag<erly, and fh«i a litt'e puMle<l frown l«ent his straight brow*, f«r the addrean on the label ahould want to make her own clothes, aiKi the home dressmaker will find the designs illustrated in our new Fashion Ro:;k to be practical and simple, yet r sntaining the spirit of the mode of "I'm an old silly, I know. Forgive ^h« moment. Price of the book 1(K- me, D;j.vid. .And now we must hurry, : ^''•* COPV- or the child will be here l>efore we' UOW TO ORDER PATTtRNS. arc r.ady. Tell me again what sh:- is , ^^^^ ^^^^ ^^^ ^^^^^^ ^^^_ like, and i you think she really and ,, j^.^^j ^^^^^ ^„j ^^^^ ^f .^^j, i "•"'/ '•"'•''<' f<"" ^'K*^ • ....... , i patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in "I am (luite sure she did, Brt^ther- ! ^^j^^^p, ^^ ^^^^ ,^„;n preferred; wrap ton an.swere.1 (|uick.y. "I should .s^ayi^ carefully) for each numbei, and livhe cared for him tri-mendously ; she I ^j^jy^g your order to Pattern Dept. I Icoked broken-hearted when I first-! Wjjson Publishing Co., 73 West Ad»- I saw h?r. We shall have to b? very , 1,}^^ St., Toronto Pattarni. sent bj kin<l to her, .Aunt F'oience. She will I return mail. l>e able to do with all the {>etting and' coddling .\ou can give her." i I "Poor child, she is more than wel- ; come." Miss Varney sti;od on tip-toe,' and droppml a kiss on David's chin. "I think it's so good of you to have j her here. She ought to be very grate- ful." 1 She went away hurriedly, leaving David standing in the d(x>rway of thei room that had lieen his brother's. | Miss Varii:-y had certainly done her j utmo.st for the comfort of her guest. There were flowers on the mantelshelf and dressing-table, li(K>ks on a low .shelf, a cushioned chair and a writing-' j r>ff tal)le, and a small cheery fire burning: '^ '^'"'" °"*''- in the grate, for the summer seemed: His Wife "Out again! If you keep to have gone and tho afternoon was ; f>" H'ls »ay you'll drive m« to drink." pjjilly i Mr. Oadabont •Tan't dti It to-night. What would she think of it? he ' I''" "sInK 'bo car for another purpose, wondered, a lift'e curiously. She had But .vou can start In <ui my private only Ijeen to the Red Cirange once b^j atock." fore, w> she had told him. Comes Peace at Last. Comes peace at last! The drums hav* beat disarray. No armistice of hours, but ever and ever The slow dispersing legions of decay, Under the mufl'ued skies, tell all Is over. Returns the husbandmai., returns the lover. To reap ihequlet harvest of alway ; Thp bright plumed stars whose wide fields may not c-over. Though ntngs beat on foiever aud a day. Move thus the unquickeulng. the mar- shaled powers, Far swlfler from ihe gathering than they came. -Through <l(>ubtfii! wars, for an un- certain fame. Forgotten uow the toll of thund'ring hours. What plottitig thrones have given their faithful this The poor reward that was already his? Gerald Chapman. The BluMt Lake. lo front erf ub wa» that rise of *r»y _ Mb Ilk* a MUMl-bar, cutting between a« and tb« akx- ... We daahed up thl* alope â€" and atopiped abruptly. Dli»ctly under our feet the eartb fell away in a vaat elide of rock and volcanic ash, at an angle of at least fifty degrees. If fell away for eleren hundred feet, aud If you once started down that Incline, you would Iceep Ott- to the bottom. It fell away into a huge hole, and aa we looked to right and left, and then across, we saw this hole as an almost perfect circle six mllee in diameter.. At the bottom of th« hole lay Crater Lake, with the even- ing stillnesa coming on It so that It held In reflection all the slldee and snowdrifts and white-capped lava pin- nacles that ring It round, held them reflected in a mirror of Inconceivable blue. You have seen water as blue aa the sky, but that is not sky-blue. It la much deeper and richer. It Is not Mediterranean nor Caribbean blue. It is a strange, opalescent indigo, with a penumbra of green around the margin where there are shallows. It is opales- cent Indigo â€" and yet that does not de- scribe It, for it Is capable of many variations and mystic changes, dusky moods of Prussian grayness, richer moments, under a wild sunset, of solemn purple; yet always, somehow, itself, its own Incomparable aud Indes- cribable color. It means little when you stand on the rim of Crater Lake, to be told that the water Is eleven hundred feet be- neath you, because It does not look that far, In the clear mountain atmos- phere, and even the two-thousand-foot cliff of Llao Rock does uot Imipresa you at a glance. But once you have descended those eleven hundred feet, even once you have walked down aud up the mile of steep trail, you have a new conception of the depth. Still mo-re do yoti have it when In a boat at last you float out on the bottomless blue water, suspended in some strange blue medium between an Inverted world and an upright, aud see the naked sweeps of pumloa . the gray aud pink and browc cUtCs ot lava rock, shoot one thousand, two thousand feet right above your head, to meet the snow. It Is then, at last, that you realize the majesty rs well as the beauty of Crater I.Kike. . . . What gave this water iis magic blue I cannot say ! am content to accept the tact, and let who will theorize. At any rate, . . It Is the blue Jewel of the world's lake^. â€" Walter Prichard Katou, In "Skyline Camps." Mlnard's Liniment for burns. Bums. (To be continued.) Love Song for Lucinda. I.«ve â€" Is a ripe plum Orowing on a purple tree. Taste II once And the spell of Its enchantraeat Will never lei you he. I»VP la a bright star niowlng In far Southern sktet. I/ook too hard And ll« burning flaiiie Will always hurl your eyes. Ixjve Ih a high mountain HIark In a windy »ky.. If you Would never lose your breath, IKi not <'limb too high. NURSES Tl» iKanta HM»lt>l h> IXMrsMM. In â- fmiXtan •nk â- â€¢llm<n m* AMImI MMfltUl, Ntw Yark CttT. B#«rt â-  llif«# •i%mr%' twttm 9f TrtlnlDf 1« yMlKf wa««n. havlMl th« r««Nlr»4 •4llMll*n. ftn4 4ff«|r*ii« vf b«M*lnt nrtn. Ttill Ma>»Mil kit KMted lilt lIlM- kMr tyrttn. Th« »y»lli rM*lv« HfltHfina vf lit* â- â€¢UmI. » Hi*nlftty tlUwanM tn4 tftvcllni •tH*it*« I* *** fr*<" >*•* ^9rti. Far flirlhtr liitortt:at« writ* Ik* tli^trliitvnrtcnt. Minard's Liniment for Backache. O The Lilac Tree. A drPiiiulnR silliness |>ure as Ugh!, A wad intangible as air. About the blossoinlug Lilac flows, A lambent veil, a scented spell, Suoh as In blden groves befell When first a lilac bloomed, new lent, Kor e-arlh a fleeting ravishment. The Cherry In her .April white. The early .Apple and llie I'oar, The greenly kirlled ("liiiiamon Hose. Are sweet as maids from neck lo hem. But no whist wtmder alters ihein. Only Ihe listening Lilac Tree Is dimly sphered In glamoury. - -Alice Brown. A Resemblance. A teacher was trying to give her small pupils a mental picture of a barrel, without disclosing the name of the article. "The object I have In mind," she ex- plained. "Is large and round, being nearly as big luie way as Ihe other, and If laid t>n its side aud started at the top of a hill. II would roll to the bol lorn. Now, who can tell mw what It Is?" A llttiA hand went up. and the I teacher said: "AM r*(|ht. Marjorle; ( whet do you think I was describing?" "My daddy!" came the reply Some spi8er wel s are «o strong that bi'ds can be caught in them. I Wore Out Artificial Limb. ' Interest in a nook on waye.; hi the j I'ulted Stales and working ooai^ltlons, ; recently published In I/ondou by two 'young Knglish engineers, following a ; two montiis visit In the United States, I was Increased when It became gener' ally known that one of the authors is legless. He Is llertram .Austin, whose legs were blown off during the war. â-  During his tour of the I'nite:! States factories and shops he cliuibed hun- dreds of ladders and walked s>i) many miles that he wore out one of his arti- ficial legs. .After recoveriiiB from hU wounds .Austin returned to the front, and once or twice got bark Inii the trenches. des.pite his db^abillty. .Vustin now In- dulges In cricket and motor raclug, as well as Industrial research. Ills colleague lu writing the book on wages was \V Francis IJoyd, with whom he sludind economics at Cim- bridge University. « 1--- To Entertain the Prince. I The I'rlnce of Wales, who has prom- i ised to visit I'orlsmoulh shortly. Is lo j be offered the first freedom of the new- ly t reeled city. Oh, but the mountain breeze must hav» been pleasant Upon the suuliurnt brow Of that poetic and triumphant peas- ant Driving bis laureled plow! -\V;Hi;im Alexjsnder. Features thatmeanless woritforyou- .A torch which can cut steel in a sunken ship at any depth has t«en devised. o o e o The Ihtimh Rest which re- lievcii all strain from the hand and wrist. The Heel St.ind which ni.ikn it unnecessaty to liii (ho iron. The Hinged Phig. which pre- vent* went aiul dis.or.ncction of the cord. The Hot Point, which m.ikc* i.'oning qiii< Iter and r;i<ier. I i lolpoini i.* the only electric iron I i.n the world lu give >oi] .lil these ) adv.inlaae«. .-And tl>« price M ireuiarkably low Hotpoint Standard Iron ^9.M). ' Special Iron f I extra- THE I too Miles Per gallon of Qas on the New Single Harley-Davldeon Motor •cycle. Less than one cent per mde to j operate. Write (or catalogue and I'rlces. Walter Andrews, Ltd. 34S Yonge St. . Toronto IRON H*a7-a A Canedlffc General EWc»rt« P- educt^