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OUR SHORT STORY. I SUCH A "SWEET" STORY! BY B. MONTGOMERY. — Mpilints, as a kid, had been teased with pointing tinker and derisive jeer, "Sugar i>a-by!" As a boy his consumption of sugar wis the subject ot constant parental pro- t-e« Nation. "Really, Georgie,. I donT think you need -tr: r -e more' tftnifx. of sugar in your ka, 1 pat four!" '"Seven spoonfuls of sugar, on your tart' That's. T.eully# too much, Geoyjie!" As he approached manhood his taste for sygar and other sweet thift-s-toffee, girls, cUiidy. etc.—increased, until in the era be- fore -the war—B.C. something—his personal consumption of sugar was in the neighbour- hoed of 5Iixs. per week. Fact! He ato btlgar. you see, as he cycled. He carried Lumps in his pocket and consumed them as ill,, worked. Be ak himself to sleep with ?'g?". Uen, h? wa? always eating LiF4 was always eatin?,, A? the tale of his years increased, and be »married, he excused -everything by admit- ting that he had a swet tooth. Sareaitit persons used to say that he had sweet teeth --nt;thiu- but the plural in molars account- in for the sugar he consumed. It was strange, but true, that although his w-iie was a sweet young tiling, yet she was of the sort • who didn't take sugarA weird wovld, my masters Tllc-n came. tho war-sugar shortage, scarcity, sugar .queues, sugar absence. RiK'.g'n en ,iul!in, But he made up for 'the sugar shortage by helping most materially to bring about the shortage • in sweets. lie ale pounds per week, uatil the. soiring prices brought his consumption down with a Then—va gods!—oamo the sugar application forms and the threatened sugar ration. Muliins looked forward with shivor- itig horror to the day when he would get bar huli a. pound of <ugar per week, and Lie conceived a plan. He would, law or no law, h-d sugar. IIo. would buy. beg, or borrow ■ait he ecuid for the lean days to come. He bethought himself of Tomlmson. Tom- lia-,on was a pal, generous, kind-hearted, aid a non-eater of sugar. Mullins wondered ir he had any sugar saved up. So manj of those who "don't bake sugar" get it, k-eep it. and go en keeping it. To Tomlittson, ther&i'ore, Mullins told his tale of sweet wee. 'like old e.ha"). I've always eaten loads of sugar. My system requires it. I could do without meat, baccy, beer, ,:dôllœ()f"t -without brûad, and murmur not. t B(it sugar I musk have, or I die. F.ac; I I go. orf buying sweets 'at tlreir pradent price. Can't -affasd'it*. • And if I' could ic t6Rf't; the that- sweets will soon. be noni est. 'iH.-flse* my asking, old Ghap, but have you anv sugar?'" "I can let yo" have some," said Tcm Ii n. • soii. "The wife doesn't kiiow it, but I've been putting bv a pound now and again. Got it in biscuit tins in my tool-shed. "Lnbelled the tins Saiis and Screws/ VAII kuow:" "You're a Christian!" gulped MuMins, gyntefuliffSure Mrs. T. won't min:1:" ''•'She doesn't kcow, and needn't knew," grinned Tomhnson.  it follows that, rfhe won't mind1! Neither or us tske?s .sugar, :md the little she requires for tarts and so on she gets in the ordinary way." Late that evening, and unknown to their respective- apoiwes. Tomlinson transferred to MiSilins lOlbs.. of lump sugar, and the latter' a^^t-tooth-pd martyr smuggled it into his hou and hid it at the back of an o!d and disused store cupboard. Three days later, Tomlinson, locking sorr t-whi t vague and distrait, asked Moliins it he had given him the promised sugar. Muliins. for a joke, said "No, old clap, you havea't.. I was going to ask you when I could have it. Shall. I slip round to- night: Y-ves/J scid Tomlinson. rubbing his fore* head ? "I thought—but no—ye?. I did-no I ccddn't-mnst have dreamt it—I^ headpieca twins thick—y<s—no—mc?t extraordinary that !;4 1 mean come round to-night and get it." Said. Mill!ins to a mutual friend, Is there any insanity in Tomlinson's fzinilv. The friend of. any, and •wanted' to know the why-a'nd-whereforeness of the question. "I was wondering, that's all," said lins, lie went round to Tomluif sou's, and that kindly soul, still looking v;vgu-e and troubled, handed ever lOlfcs. of ltiynp sugar, and a..kd dim if he would mind- signing a receipt for it. LVIUHUHS. feeling extremely happy, didn't mind in the- least, and smuggled, as before; the paceel of sugjr into his house. On this occasion he chtjse for a hiding place the even at' a.,disu^pd ami ancient kitchen range, jj which a previous tenant had had h?ed ia -w,,i:?ch aLeiiait ha-i had iiaed ia '?li:it ni tot,?? uneacily in his sleep and muttered of -.u?ar, su?ar, fiug-ir. At last his frife, cqntk :ience-stricken,- ro-nsed him. "John, she cried, "T cannot keep silenee anv long^er: I mast confess what 1 did! v,, clit into your tsol-shed to get a nail an<|—-and I found the -sugar—ten pouuds of it. And—oh, I'm so sorry!—but. I forgot to lock the <lOOT! I didn't remem- ber until the next morning, but someone fcwi been in during the evening, or in the night, and stolen all the sugar! The tina -were empty. Do forgive me, John, because I 2-ot another ten pounds and put. them back in the tins." "'thank -God sd Tomlinson, and n?aut. it. "1 thought my bruin was going, tro to. ?ktp now. dear. It's ail right. Mystery's sotved. Don't touch my tins again, there's j a dear." Now vou would really think, wouldn't you, that afte-ran experience like that, Mrs. T. wontd ltav been oorfuP Well, she wasn'ts! But two diy-" late?—a mere two d lv. 4she -.Yeiit" into the to;,l^hcd' just tfto- fctre she went; out in the afternoon, and left door unlocked! It is true that Mrs. ■ Bennet was waiting for her and urging her to "Be quick!" and that she had oniy gone to the shed to get a bit of wire to iix np a loore tyre on baby's pram. It is also true that she did not touch the tins. But even it the above are urged as extenuating cif- camstanees, the fact remains that when she returned at tea-time atid went,alittle feai'iU!, to the shed, and peeped into the„ to ttio d p d into she found them empty: That night tfabre followed another confession to her hbaud, which, like, i good fellow, he re- ceived without wi-itit. "I o-ot another ten pounds, dear," she sobbed iu coa"eiu?siou, "and I've put them itv the tins, so • it's all right, and I'll never, cfever. ne-er leave the door unlocked a?ain." "That's two lots of sugar you have got, dear." said Tomlinson. "Where on earth did you get it?" "Oh, I asked Mrs. M-ulHns! She s a per- fecl dear! She kcld me that the people who Iiad the house 1wfore they-the Mullinses— move i in iast ilarch must have been hoard- in:- sugar and forget it when they left. MM. ulins' found ten pounds in an old cup- beard—that was the first she let me have- and that started her looking m other places. It didn 1 take her. long to find another ten pounds in an old oven, and she let me have that just before you cam' home. She says she doesn't take sug.ir. and that it would be ever so much better for her tusbands health if he didn't, so she- (Id"" m'nd letting me have it a bit. She s pro- rnised not to say a word to lie? husaand » j abou? it. Why, That's the matt. 1 John? You're not feeling ill, are vou?" -I-fe-ol a little bit qu-queer, gurgled Tomlinson, "but I shall be better soon." Two weeks later Muffins craved for .sugar, and could not resist making an inroad on his hoard. He went to the cupboard, and then to the oven, and then, his better half being out, to Tomlinson. "Ten thousand maledictions!" he splut- tered* "What on earth do you think has happened? Some thieving scoundrel has annexed my twenty pounds of sug'ar! Not a blesnsed lump left This is what comes of having charwomen in the place instead of a decent servant. Blankety blank, Mank! N- o, I shan't tell the wife—only make her nervous. Shk's c,,ot burglars on the brain quite enough already. Suppose"—thi6 most lugubriously—"you haven't got any more sugar, bid chap?" "You can have my last ten pounds and welcome," said Tomlis?on. Ill,?.You're a brick-a real paL" said Mul- "I'll take it to Uns, moved to actual tears. "I'll take it to the office and keep it in the safe. While I'm heffe rd better pay you for what I've had—301bs. at 6d. is 15s. He-re you are, old chap, and a thouSSrid thanks. Not your fault I lost the-other. Some thievin', sugar- hog has got that—smelt it oat like a terrier after a rat, I bet! Mav it chobe him—or her! I bet it "was a woman!" ^That's my belief, too," said TomiinBon solemnly.

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