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HOME PLATING. I There arc several methods of plating with- out a battery, some of which consist of mix- ing certain proportions of silver nitrate, common salt, and cream of tartar, making a powder which is applied with a damp cloth. These rub-on powders are not very satisfac- tory. The more useful materials are liquid pre- parations, most of which depend upon cyanide of potash for their good results, and for that reason are extremely dangerous to make and to handle. The following mix- ture is a much safer method, says "Popular Science Siftings," and if cape is used in the mixing it gives excellent results. For a silvering bath, dissolve Joz. of nitrate of silver in 4oz. of rain or distilled water, and when it is completely dissolved add a pince of hyposulphite of soda, which will form a brown tobacco-like precipitate. Later this will re-dissolve if enough hypo- sulphite soda has been added-a slight ex- [ cc>-w of the soda is necessary. This solution may be used by rubbing it on the article to be plated with a sponge, or the article may be suspended in it. In some cases a pair of tweezers made of a strip of zinc with which the article is gripped while plating is a great help. Steel, bri,s, and nickel may be successfully plated in this way. The solution for gold is made in the same way as the silver solution, except that chloride of gold is used instead of silver nitrate. In plating with gold, however, the colour is apt to be very disappointing, as it comas out a dark coppery hue. This may be overcome to a great extent by first giving the article a coat of silver plating and then apply the gold solution. If such precaution is taken the colour is generally a light gold and verv pleasing. The zinc tweezers may help considerably in making the plating take hold. Both the plating solutions when properly made and applied are excellent and generally give yood results. All articles must be thoroughly cleaned to remove any grease, and not handled so that no finger marks will appear until the plating is completed.
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The Queen has sent a large parcel of roses to Queen Mary's Hospital for the East End. This is her third present of roses to the institution recently. Terms of settlement of the furniture trade dispute were agreed on at a meeting of the Joint Industrial Council of the furniture trade held at the Mtbistry of Labour.
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"I wonder," said the young man grandly, "what place history will give me?" "His- tory never gives any man a place," re- sponded the older man wisely. You've got to earn it." "That fellow Smith has more money than brains," said Brown. "Y es," replied Jones. "And even then he's on the edge of bank- ruptcy." Prospective Tenant: "Is the place within walking distance of the railway station?" "I dunno," answered the house agent cau- tiously. "How far can you walk?" "It was careless of me. to say that I ad- mired Bacon," remarked the woman with the glasses. "Did you offend some Shake- spearean student?" "No. It was a. Chicago pork packer. He frigidly remarked that he didn't care to talk shop." Towards the end of supper Freddy put down his spoon and pushed away his un- finished pudding. "Why, Fred," said his father, "what's the matter? You look quite i mournful." "Y es," answered Freddy inno- cently. "That's just it. "I'm more'n full
I OTHER MEN'S MINDS.
I OTHER MEN'S MINDS. Iu is a mug's game this striHc.?.—Mr. IBernard Shaw. I MUSCLES OR MORALS? We have reached a stage of human history when we have to decide whether we are going- to live by our muscles or our morals. —Rev. Tom Sykes. SWEATED WORKERS. Insurance agents are the most sweated workers in the country.—Mr. E. Lane. IDEALISTS. The working classes are the most idealistic people in the world.—Mr. E. H. Stead. NATIONALISATION. Some form of Government ownership and control of mines is inevitable.—Commander Kenworthy, M.P. WELL GUESSED. If the streets of heaven were paved with gold English profiteers would have had them up long ago.-Pev. A. T. Guttery. BUT WILL THEY? Working men must renounce absr«jd salaries.—Signor Nitti (Italian Premier)- NEXT GENERAL ELECTION. There may be a General Election soon, and when it comes it will be crucial and twice as hard as the last.—Sir D. Hall, M.P. PRISON ATMOSPHERE. Short sentences have no deterrent effect, and the atmosphere of prison breeds crimi- nals.—Sir R. Wallace (chairman of London Sessions). DO'T TRY. I am afraid I cannot prophesy smooth things for the future.—Lord Robert Cecil. BUT VERY NEARLY. The rich cannot spend their entire wealth upon themselves.—Duke of Sutherland. SAFEGUARD ALLOTMENTS. The necessity of safeguarding the allot- ment movement i" as urgent as ever it was. —Sir Eingsley Wood, M.P. GOOD! Lenin, Trotsky. Peters, and Derehinsky are, in mv opinion, well-meaning men.—Dr. Martiny (Danish Red Cross). A CONTINENTAL HINT. If you want to get all the juice and aroma out of a trip to the Continent, take your wife.—Mr. Robert Blatehford. NASTY KINGSTON. The streets cf Kingston are becoming un- bearable, and are often not fit to be in at night.—Chairman, Kingston magistrates. WAR AND SPORT. During the most critical phases of the war the qualities engendered by sport were a great national aseet.—Lord George Hamil- ton. SAVING THE PEOPLE. The people's salvation is not to be found in setting class against class.—Mr. W. M. Hughes. THE POLICEWOMAN. Being a woman patrol does not constitute a constable. Mr. Mead ^Marlborough- istrect znalistrate). A DEATH STRUGGLE. We are in for a life and death struggle, and I for one am not going to stand by and see everything thrown into the abyss.—Mr. J. T. Brownlie. A DULL OUTLOOK. The trade outlook is not nearly so bright as we would like to see it, but I am full of hope for an ultimate return to good work- ing conditions.— Earl Bessborough. r WAR MEMORIALS. lOur war memorials should take the useful r rather than the ornamental form.—Lady Raglan. JUDGE AND COUNSEL. By a fiction of the law a judge is counsel for the prisoner.—Mr. E. Abinger. BITTERNESS TO COME. I I have not in my mind any easy way of salvation for this country's future. We have yet to drink a bitter cup.—Mr. Hughes (Australian Premier). I WHEN When Labour has conquered political power, and has taken over the machinery of government-as it may shortly be called upon to do.—Mr. Arthur Hendereon. I WHERE IGNORANCE IS BLISS. God knows to what party I belong—I don't.—Mr. W. M. Hughes. I OUR FIGHTING STRENGTH. Boys enjoy soldiering, and take to it kindly.—Mr. Robert Blatchford. LEARN TO SHOOT. I Make your 6ons and grandsons learn to carry arms in order to preserve the peace and enjoy the liberty you have obtained for them.—Colonel E. L. Marler (to City of London Territorials). I POOR OLD ENGLAND I Great Britain will go under, and Ger- many will rise again.—Tribich Lincoln. I CHEERFUL! I So far as I can see, the bankruptcy of the I country is certain; and after bankruptcy the I normal course is' through anarchy to mili- I I tarism.—Dean Inge. I PATRIOTISM AND THE DRAMA. I I fancy that French patriotism owes a I good deal of its glorious texture to the con- stant reinforcements and stimulus of the I French drama.—Lord Burnham. P'RAPS! I If the war had goue on longer we should have seen wcmell not only employed behind the lines, but in the front line as signalleis, telegraphists, and clerks.—Mr. Winstcn Churchili.
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t — Taken ill in the street, Captain C. E. Gladstone, of St. Peter's, formerly com- manding Ramsgate Coastguard, died sud- denly. Lord Weir has been challenged by the Iron Founder- Society to justify his attacks on the moulders at a meeting to be held in Manchester. The new States formed out of the Austro- Hungarian monarchy (Czecho Slovakia, South Slavia, and Poland presumably) are to be asked to sign a treaty with the Allies. Several seals and otters have been killed at" the mouth of the River Boyne during the past week.
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[ALL RIGHTS RSSZBVZD.] A Black Day for the "Tip-Toppers." ONLY ONE UNDEFEATED TEAM IN THREE BIG LEAGUES. I By THE "WANDERER." With a. whole week in which to make their travel arrangements, and an official intimation from the Government that there was no objection to the clubs travelling to their destination on "petrol food," it occa- sioned no surprise that every first-class en- gagement was fulfilled last Saturday. Some of the players had spent many hours on the King's Highway, and if there were a few stiff limbs to be stretched, the players all turned out to time, and I don't suppose the inconveniences of the journey affected many results. I Sniping the Top-Notchers. I There were some very genuine surprises on Saturday last all the same, and perhaps the inorft astonishing feature of the day was the manner in which the leading clubs were sniped right and left. So much so, that at the end of the afternoon only one club in the three big Leagues in England could boast that they were still without a defeat opposite their name. That club is Totten- ham Hotspur, but even they had one record taken from them, for Lincoln City, lowly club that they are, took the first ftoint out of the hitherto all-conquering Spurs. This much must be said for Tottenham though- their team was only a faint shadow of the side which had previously done so well. Four of the five forwards with whom the Spurs started the season were laid by for repairs, and as their fi'rst reserve centre-for- ward. Wilson, was also unable to turn out, they were compelled to play a man as leader of the attack who appeared at full-back the previous week I Was It a Goal ? Turning attention to the premier division tip-toppers who came a cropper, both Weet Bromwich Albion and Burnlev were defeated rather unexpectedly. Certainly the latter could reasonably have been expected to conquer Chelsea at Turf Moor, for the Pen- sioners have not been too convincing of late. At Burnley though, thev are saying very strongly that Chelsea never won this game, and that the goal which gave the visitors the victory was not a goal at all. The con- tention is that the ball entered the net—and ,tuck there—from the outside. However, the referee did not think so, and Burnley lost a fine chance of going to the head of the table. Fulham Get Their Own Back. I In the Southern League. Watford and Exeter Citv each suffered their initial de- feat, and in the Second Division Fulham put the first black mark against Bristol City in the matches lost column. If you had been the grin on Phil Kelso's face—he is the manager of Fulham—on Saturday evening, vou would have jumped to the conclusion immediately that the strike was over. Phil is most emphatic in his declaration that his club was not nicely treated in being ordered to play at Bristol last Saturday in conse- quence of the failure of the Fulham team to make the journey the previous week. But that victory ought to be adequate compensa- tion for the Fulham people, for thev rubbed it in to Bristol without mercy, scoring three goals against a defence which had only previously given away one goal in six matches. I Evidence of Good Intentions. I By the way, I was talking with a member of the Management Committee over this order to Fulham to appear at Bristol, and he assured me that on the evidence they had before them at their meeting, they were left with no alternative but to order the Fulham people to travel last Saturday. Since then, however, further light has come to hand over the efforts Fulham made to keep their engagement, and I can fctate confidently that when the matter comes up for consideration again, Fulham will be absolved from nearly all blame, and that no other sort of punish- ment will be meted out to the West Lon- doners. » I Villa's Long-Delayed Victory. I At last Aston Villa have won a match, leaving only Coventry City in the cheerless position of being without a victory so far as first-class clubs are concerned. This win ought to do the Villa -a lot of good, but just now I am keeping a very close eye on Bolton Wanderers. They have won their last live matches right off the reel, and within the next few days I shouldn't be surprised if vou look for the Trotterro--and find them-where West Bromwich are now- at the top of the table. I Aluch Trouble for the Rovers. I Lancashire clubs generally aren't doing too well, and I find four of them lumped together in the last five Firt Division sides. Blackburn Rovers would have been keeping them company, too, had it not been for an unexpected victory against the Arsenal at Highbury. Just recently the Rovers have been very hard hit indeed. Bob Crampton is, I hear, definitely on the retired list. So is Simpson, while Percy Dawson is'having a bad time as the result of a severe injury. The latest accounts to hand report satisfac- tory progress, though at one time even life itself seemed to be a matter of touch-and-go with Dawson. In the absence of these stal- warts the Rovers must of necessity experi- ment, and it is pleasing to note that the placing of Hodkinson at outside-right has not impaired his usefulness. And in Duck. worth, I believe, the Rovers have a left-full- back who will be a worthy International successor to Pennington. There isn't very much of him, but the ball does move when it comes in contact with his boot. Penalty Kick Which Failed. I Have you noticed the number of failures to turn penalty-kicks to account which seem to be cropping up every week? I may be wrong, but it certainly seems to me that these "spot" kiclw are being missed with greater frequency than they used to be. Already this season many different results would have been recorded if all the penalty- kicks had resulted in goals. Even last Saturday Stoke would have brought away an additional pomt from West Ham if they could have profited by a penalty-kick, and in the Southern League Crystal Palace failed to defeat Merthyr when a successful penaltv- kicker would have given them the victory. The Secret of Success. I I always think a professional footballer who fails to score from the twelve-yards mark, even against the best of goalkeepers, I ought to be compelled to practice the art every morning for a week. The mistake most penalty-kickers make is that they try to kill the goalkeeper or break the net. There is really no necessity to do either. The most successful penalty-kickers are those who place the ball accurately. And that is really all which is necessary. A low ball, a little to the left or right of the goal- keeper, is past him and in the net before he can get down to save, even though it ie not travelling at expTess speed. Anyway, I consider that at least five goals ought to accrue from every half-dozen penalty-kicks. This season, up to now, however, I should say that the proportion has been consider- ably below that.
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Lord Grey has made his first official call on Mr. Lansing. He will be received by President Wilson later. Members of the National Union of Gold, Silver, and Allied Traders have been called out on strike in Birmingham. H.M.S. Lien, the Admiralty state, may shortly visit Queenstown. Seven British submarines have arrived in Plymouth Sound from the Baltic. The British Empire LDion hae published a book which contains 3.000 names of per- sons who have changed their names by deed poll during the war. Petrograd workmen now receive only a quarter of a pound of bread as their ration for two -d.1ys.
I FUN AND FANCY.
I FUN AND FANCY. Bacon: "Is that a popular song your daughter is playing?" Egbert: "It was before tlhe began playing it." lie: "The lecturer said that a wife should be an open book to her husband." She: "I admit that, my dear. Ano a husband should be an pen pocket-book to his wife." Annie: "So Jack is engaged, is he? And is Mahel the bride-to-be?" Fanny: "No, she is the tried-to-be "What was the result of the Flood" asked the Sunday-school teacher "Mud," replied the bright youngster. Elsie: "We all suffer from indigestion." Kate: "R-eally Elsie: Yes, every time pa gets a touch of it he makes life miser- able for all of us." Look here, Snip," said Slowpay indig- nantly to his tailor. "You haven't put any pockets in theBe trousers." "No. Mr. Slow- pay," said the tailor with a sigh, "I judged from your account here that vou never bad anything to put in them." Little Frank: "Father, where is the ocean's rocky bed?" "I expect, my son, it is in the cradle of the deep." Bertha: "Muriel feared the girls wouldn't notice her engagement-ring." Bella: "Did they-" Bertha: "Four of them recognised it at once." Arthur: I saw Potts the other day, and he seomed full of spirits." Percy: "Why, I understood he had signed the pledge." Green: "I almost dread the return of the football season." Brown: '"I thought you were very fond of the game." Green: "I am: but I know that I shall play just as badly as ever." Chent: "Can you tell me what ails my wife" Doctor: "She does not take enough outdoor exercise" Chent: "She does not feel like it." Doctor: "True; she needs toning up." Chent "What do you pre- scribe?" Doctor: "A new hat." Lady: "But can't you get work5" Tramp: "Mum, my profession 'as been killed. I'm a Peace Tickler seller." Mrs. Martyn: "What a sharp nose Mr. Binks has." Martyn: "No wonder, the way his family keep it to the grindstone "So your brother has got a job as artist cn a newspaper-" "Yes'm; he draws the crosses on the pictures to show where the crime was committed." She: "I wonder what will be the fashion in hats this autumn?" He: "Oh, two fashions, as usual—the cheap ones you don't like, and the expensive ones I can't afford." Hunt: "Yes; I had a narrow escape from a rhinoceros." Quiz: "And what saved you" Hunt: "I suspect that the fact that the rhinoceros could not climb a tree had something to do with it." Fred: "The time, the place, and the girl are seldom found together." Tom: "True. The girl is usually half an hour late." Bella: "I think Harold must have loved before." Gladys: "What maker, you think that, dear?" Bella: "Oh, I don't know, I but he seems to search carefully for pins before he puts his arm round iny waist." "You say your laundry woman reminds you of a good preacher-" "Yes; she s always bringing things home to me that I never saw before." "What graceful, free movements, your daughter makc-? in her dancing. *MM. I Jumpnp" "Thpj' are no free movements," replied the lady shortly. "W e pay her teacher a guinea a lessol?., Snappy Wife: "To be frank with you, if you were to die I should certainly marry again. Harassed Ilusbai-d: "I don't mind. I'm not going to worry alx>ut the troubles of a fellow I .shall never know." "Tommy," said Mr. Whacker, laying him across his knee and vigorously applying a large and muscular paternal hand, "it almost breaks my heart to do this." "Then whv don't you let mother do it?" yelled Tommy. "I want you to know," bellowed the angry man, "that I'm not a-s stupid as you think I am "That's so," replied his friend. "You coi^dn't be." Edwin: "Just one, dearest! You'll be the first girl I ever kissed." Angelina: "Oh, is that ao? Turn your face this way, and I'll show you how." Darling: "No, I don't want to sit on -uncle's knee." Mother: "Why not, dear?" Darling: "'Coe when he bTeaves out 'e pushes me off Sweet Young Thing: "Oh, Mr. Spooner, you have no idea how much it meant to me when you kissed me last night" Mr. Spooner: "Really? I won a sovereign on it myself." Teacher: "How is it that Johnny knows his alphabet so much better than you do?, He never misses a letter." Tommy: "Oh, he inherited it. His father is -a postman."
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..OUR SHORT STORY. 1
OUR SHORT STORY. 1 LOVE'S ROUGH PATHWAY. I By HOWELL EVAJS. I "Companion at Mr. Gaylor's for you, Edie, ird waitress for me at Hatchard's Bun shop in the City. IIow'll that suit you? Old Mr. Gaylor's a 'dear. He gave me an intro- duction to the manageress at Hatchard'd when I told him I would go as a waitress, for I wasn't fit for anything else, and you're to go and be companion to Mrs. Gavlor. So I think we've (settled everything very nicely." ""o.h. Ghdvs, how clever of you! But, dear, I don't like you going out as a waitret;s." "Pah! I can't do anything else, tnd I shall be earning my own living. Ccme on now, let's go and pack." Gladjs Strangeways, tall, well propor- tioned, with mouse-coloured hair, felt her heart ache just a little as 6he looked at her younger sister Edith, who was of a more timiddisposition, pretty in a delicate way with her fair hair, looking quite unfitted to be truggling for a living. Their lather, a finance broker, had died just as he thought he was about to realise a fortune, leaving them almost penniless save a few worthier shares in a rul)1,,eni-?iie8s pany, and to an old business associate, Mr. Rutland Gaylor, now a. millionaire, had Gladys gone to ask advice when the last sad rites were over and the two girls were Jeft practically alone in the world. Bluff, genuinely good-hearted, Rutland Gaylor would willingly have seen that the two girls never wanted again, but he under- stood. and indeed appreciated, their wish to be independent, and so gave Gladys the introduction to the dear, funny, old- f ashicmed Hatchard's Bun Shop, as it had been called for more than a century. And the next day—nothing like being prompt—Gladys Strangeways went to take up her engagement at the old London land- mark. "We don't encourage conversation, or what might be called flirtation, with the cu-stomers, Miss Strange ways," explained the manageress—Mrs. Hampton she told Gladys her name was. "Of course you won't be able to help being spoken to. Living in, the wages would be a pound a weoek, with, -of course, your room, board and washing. If YOU liye outside it would' be i -wee k NNe prov i ,,I i;i,- thirty-live shillings a week, we providing middle-day dinner and tea." "Oh, I think I should like to live in, Mra. Hampton," said Gladys..She had taken a fancv to this nice, good-looking, kindly- spoken business woman. "I think it would be cheaper and better for me than living iu lodgings by myself." "Oh, that'll be very nice!" said Mrs. Hampton. "I've often longod for company. Ye,A-ho is it?" She was interrupted by a kncck at the door. which opened quickly, and in burst a roiing man of about three and twenty, with a. rather snub nose, a laughing mouth show- ing the most beautiful teeth, and eyes that danced and twinkled. "Sorry, Mrs. Hampton," he cried, "but I didn't know you were engaged. Only want to borrow five shillings." "No." replied Mrs. Hampton firmly. "Tha la,c-,t week's isn't paid yet and I'm busy. And you mustn't come bothering me." "Sorry! Then I shall have to go and pop my watch. But, I say, excuse me, WON t you," he said, looking straight at Gladys, ,,Ib,,it aren't you Gladys Strangeways? And .don't you remember me, Bob Gaylor?" "Good gracious, ye-i!" replied Gladys, "startled out of herself almost. "Why of .course it's Bob! How long have you been away She remembered III a moment then the nice lad of fifteen with whom she and Edie had t-o often romped. "011, I went to finish up abroad, you -know, when I was sixteen, now Ive como back to learn the London side of the busi- ness. And I say, what d'you think, I only ,get a couple of quid a week. The guv nor says that when I'm worth more he'll give it to me, aJid if it wasn't for Mrs. Hampton I don't know how I should ever have enough to pay for my luncheon. Going to lend us -chat live bob, ma?" "Verv well, then, there you are! Orny mind, it's the last time." She handed him five shillings, and Gladys saw the corner of her mouth twitching. "Splendid, splendid!" laughed the boy. -"V;eil, goad-bye—or is it au rcvcir, Gladys? I say, 1m going to call you Glau_ ys still, mayu't I? My love to Edie too. But; I must really run now. I've only just time to snatch a bite." "A nice boy, erratic, but as good as gold realhy" said Mrs. Hampton, and then re- turned to business; again. "Then every- thines understood now, Miss Strangeways, u,nd you'll bring your boxes here as soon -as you like. I shall be exceedingly glad to have you with me, I feel sure." "Great Scott, you here, Gladys!" ex- claimed young Bobuie Gaylor when he came to lunch on the third day of Gladys' ap- pearance as a waitress at Hatchard • Whatever s up? What are you doing this f or-" "You know the custom of Hatchard's, don't vou? Conversation between waitresses and customers is not encouraged." Bob Gaylor was a gentleman. He knew the old-world atmosphere of Hatchard's, and that possibly if he persisted in talking to Gladys he might get her into trouble. So he didn t press his conveMaticn upon her, but a few days later she found nim waiting outside. "I thought you were never coming out, Gladys," he said. "D 'you live there, then? And may I walk with you a bit?" He chatted on, walking by Gladys' side as she made her way to the Embankment, which was her usual promenade. And soon it became the usual thing, too usual indeed, Gladys thought, for boo to wait for her after the shop was shut; and at length one day, before she said good-bye to him on the Embankment,' she spoke her mind frankly. "Bob," she c*aid, "I like you very much, it's nice to have a friend like you. But it must stop now. You and I have been seen together several times by the customers, and it won't do. And you know last night —well, you know what you tried to do. It ,was wrong, Bob." It was now autumn, the evenings were quickly getting dark, and on the night be- fore Boboie had audaciously tried to steal a kiss. did, Gltdvg? YetR, "Do I remember what I did, Gladys? Yæ, I do remember." He came a step closer, and under a lamp she saw his face, eager, the eyes shining. "Gladys, I know. I tried to kiss you because I—I love vou. Oh, don't sav it's too quick, too sudden, or anything of that sort, but just tell me that you like me a little." "I can't, I can't, Bob. 1—well, there's your father and mother, what wo lJd they say?" "What does that matter if I love you, if we love each other? Gladys, tell me you'll try, you'll t'v and care for me just a little, you'll trv and love mc." "I—I couldn't, Bob, I never could. I like you, but I don't care for you in that way." But in her heart Gladys knew that she lied. What was it that kept her from say- ing that she, too, had let her cart go out to this roguish, laughing, imp ident boy? Pride, was it, a false pride? Who knows? His father a millionaire and she a girl in a bun shop I "You mean—you mean what ycu'e say- ing, Gladys? You don't really care for me like that: you never will?" he repented. "No, Bob, I'm eorry, but 1--1 can't" "All right then, Gladys dear. I'll never I trouble you again, I won t COTV.O to the shop any more. Good-bye." He walked away with head dcjvncast, and I up in her little room above thw bun shop s he cried until her heart nearly broke. "If only he'd no money and I had plenty!" she said to herself later on. "Then it would be quite different. Oh. tut I can't. I can't." The luncheon hour cam? and went— how blank it seemed without the presence of -that bright boy—and it was a very sad Gladys who at half-past five turned out for her walk. As she reached the usual corner where Bob had been accustomed to wait for her I she was startled to see Mr. Rutland Gaylor himself. "A bit of luck seeing you. young woman. I want to speak to you," he said, comi ug straight to the point as usual. Look here, my boy Bob has spoken to me about you. He Eays you won't have anything to do with him, and that he's in love with you. Is that so?" "I—I've given your son my answer, Mr. Gaylor," Gladys managed to blurt out. "I don't think we need say any more, anyway. "Ha! You're a very nen.stble girb So suppose you leave the bun shop, and 1 11 see to it that you don't have to look out for another job. I'll settle three hundred a year on you for life, whether you marry or not, so long as yej go away and give Bob a chance of forgettirg you." Every"thing of the woman surged up in Gladys, and she turned almost angr Iv on Mr. Gaylor. H I didn't think I should be insulted by Bob's father." she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I shall leave the bun shop as soon a.s convenient to M r". lbmpton." And Gladys walked away, burning to think that the old man whom she had alwa's respected could so have humiliated her. Mrs. Hampton agreed to release her as floon as she could obtain a substitute, which would be in a few time, and the day before she was due to leave Gladys, to her surprise, saw her young sister Edie walk into the bun shop. "Mr. Gay lor wants to sec you, Gladys. Will you come round this afternoonJ Ank Mrs. Hampton to let you off. It s most im- portant, Gladys, really." "1-1 can't go round to the Gaylors house," answered Gladys, breaking the rules about conversation, her heart beating furiouslv. "Mr. Gaylor ought not to have sent you to ask me to come. You don't understand, Edie, I can't come." "Gladye, Gladys, you must, you must!" persisted Edie. "It's about the shares. We're rich, we're rich. "I don't understand what you mean, but I don't care; I'm not going round to the Gavlors' house. Edie, you must go. I won't break the rules any longer." "But you must come, Gladys, you must. Listen! Bob wants to see you. lies dying. Oh, I know all about it, Gladys, about him and you He wants to see you badly, and if you'll ifome to the house I 11 manage that you see Jiim. I should have told you this first d loll instead of speaking about the money, but I wanted to get 'Oll there with- out frightening you. You'll come, Gladys, won't you?" Gladys felt as if she should faint. but she managed to restrain herself, and nodded. Yes, ril come," she said. "Ill ask Mrs. Hampton to let me off." Shortly before three o'clock that after- noon Gladys arrived at the Gaylors' house in fashionable Goyneton Square. "So you've come, have you, young laa, y<r■ „ said Mr. Gaylor when Gladys was shown into his study. that's very sensible of you. Now look here, those shares of yours that your father left behind, they're worth fifty thousand pounds—the company's suddenly begun to pay. That's twenty-live thousand each for you and your sister Kfiic. So you're not penniless after all. Seer" Gladys was silent. Her emotions were whirling, conflicting. She was rich. Why, then, she could marry Bobbie without any one casting a finger at her. Even if his father did cut him off, why, she had plenty of money now. "I think your sister wants to see went on Mr. Gaylor. "You two heiresses b want a talk together, I expect." He touched a bell and sent for Edie, who appeared almost immediately. "I'll take my sister up to my room if 1 may, Mr. Gaylor," said Edie. "We shall have a lot to talk about now. It was Mr. Gaylor who found out that we were worth all that money, you know, Gladys. I told him about the- worthless shares, and he looked into things." "I'm sure I'm very, very grateful/' stammered Gladys. And in that moment she felt almost cer- tain that she saw her demure little sister Edie deliberately wink at Mr. Gaylor. "Now you want to see Bobbie," whispered Edie, stopping outside a door on the first flight of stairs. "Very gent.lv, very gently! Quick, Gladys, quick!" Edie opened the door and pushed Gladys into a little boudoir w here stood Bobbie— not by any means dying, but radiant and laughing. "Darling!" he said. And before Gladys could realise it she was clasped in his arms and he was kissing her. "It's all a fake, Gladys darling," he cried at length. "We're going to be happy together after all, for I know you love me, don't you—don't "Yes, I think 90. I—I don't quite kaow," stuttered Gladys, feeling somehow very happy and very proud of the strong arms that were still round her. "But I thought —I thought you were dying, or else I should never have come." "Living! Yes, dying of love for you, that's what I was, darling. But I say, come downstairs and see the guv'nor with me, won't you? He'll be delighted." In a state of bewilderment Gladys allowed herself to be led out of the room by Bobbie, with his arm round her waist, and outside on the mat they found Edie. "It's all right then, Gladys!" she cried. "I'm so glad, you stupid, dear, darling, proud old thing, you! How we had to scheme And, in still greater wonder, Gladys was led back into the study, where Mr. Gaylor held out both his hands to her with a genial smile. "Come and kiss me, daughterrin-law," he enid. "I wondered whether we could bring you to your sensed." "Oh, please, please do explain!" cried Gladys, who was half laughing, half crying. "It all seems such a puzzle to me." "It's my fault, my dear," said old Mr. Gaylor quietly. "I insulted you with that offer of three hundred a year to give up Bob because I wanted to see if you really did care for him, if you really were the sort of girl I took you to be. I saw by your face that I'd hurt you, that you did love him. I heard' so, too, from Mrs. Hampton —oh yes, you women let things out, you know. She said she was sure you -were head over heels in love with him." "I'm sure I wasn't!" said Gladys, flush- in?. "I just liked him." "Anyway," went on old Gaylor, "when you turned on me as you did I knew you were the girl for my boy. I was glad to find that out. and that my old friend's daughter should marry my boy was always just what I should have liked. But I had offended you, I could see that; I'd gone too far. and how to get you back I didn't know until—well, I found that you were worth this money and that pride need standi in your way no longer. And it 'was your sister who suggested that you should be told about Bob." And foolish Gladys burst into tears, but they were tears of happiness, and when she recovered she found herself alone with Bobbie again. "And I shan't come to you a pauper after all. Bobbie, 8he said. "At least, I shall be able to buy my own clothes, shan't I?" The answer to that need not be recordod here. < < < "Bobbie! Bobbie!" It was some months later, and Gladys Gaylor looked at her hus- band across the breakfast-table. "Bobbie, what's the meaning of this? Death of Mr. Ccrmack, the well-known company pro- moter, whose amalgamated rubber trust proved such a gigantic failure, resalting in a loss to hundreds of investors, took place yesterday. Not a penny was ever realised from the trust, which only just escapee being called a gigantic swindle.' "Yes, well, what of it, dear?" said Bobbie, fidgeting a little. "Why, that's what our shares were ii those shares which realised fifty thousan- pounds, and yet they say not a penny war ever made out of the rubber trust! It's very strange. Bobbie, Bobbie, what are you fidgeting like that for? There's something strange about it. Come, sir, tell your true and lawful wife what it is. I believe—I believe "Oh, yes, I'll tell you now, I—I don't mind," blurted out Bobbie. "It was the guv'ner's idea. He put it to me that you'd feel—well, more like taking me on, don't you know, if you had a bit of money of your own, and he said he didn't see why Edie shouldn't be made all right too, so we just faked it all up about the shares, you know. But I must get off now." "No, you don't, Bobbie. Wait a minute. D'you mean to eay that your father handed over fifty thousand pounds to two penniless girls? I—I don't believe it. Speak the truth now!" "Well, he-he partly did," confessed Bobbie. "Don't you see, it was a bit of what he would leave me, a bit of my share of the business, you know, and so we—oh, well, dash it all, I didn't want to lose you, don't you see, and I wanted Edie to be all right too. And the guv'nor's a good eort, and he quite agreed." And once more tears of happiness and joy welled into Gladys' eyes as she put her arms round her husband's neck. < Edie is happily married now, and I never told her about the fifty thousand pounds, because Bobbie particularly asked me not to. He didn't want it spoken about, nor did his father, because it was principally to get hold of me that they did it—at least, that's the rather slangy way they put it. "To get hold of me!" Of course! It's only just occurred to me that I've not told vou that this story is really my own, and t sign myself proudly the authoress, Gladys Gaylor. P. S.—Which is not very good literary style, I know, but I have omitted to say that old Mr. Gaylor was really the proprie- tor of Hatchard's Bun Shop, and that's why he got me an engagement there so easily. Dear old Mr. Gaylor! No wonder Bobbie's suc h a good sort! 1
I HYDRAULIC LIFE-SAVER. I
I HYDRAULIC LIFE-SAVER. I A new idea for the saving of life at firefv, especially so where a building of; maul storeys is involved, is that of the water-lift, which, if it performs as expected, will rescue not only the victims of the fourth and fifth floors, but of the tenth and twelfth. The basic idea of the water-lift was inspired by the plunger or hydraulic elevator, and the lift itself is, in fact, merely a plunger eleva- tor. Its base forms an eighteen-foot water chamber or hydraulic-pressure cylinder. In- to this base, telescope ten hoJIow sections of pipe, or plunger rod. As the water is com- pressed in the hydraulic cylinder the pres- sure forces the telescoped cylinders upward, until, when the full height of the lift is ob- tained, a single tapering hollow water-filled pipe rears 143ft. into the air. This pipe is crowned by a crow's nest, or cage, in which a fireman ascends to make the rescue. These lifts are to be designed to carry a weight of 5001b. in the crow's nest. The speed with which the .lifts will operate will be about one-half that of the fast lift- which would mean ten stories ascent in ap- proximately one minute's time. The descent will require one-fourth longer time. As the fireman within the car, or crow's nest, can regulate both the pressure and release valves he will have perfect control of the lift and can raise or lower it at almost any desired speed and can stop it whenever de- sired.
PNEUMATIC PLANING. I
PNEUMATIC PLANING. I It is reported that workmen in the big yards on the Pacific Coast of America, where wooden ships are being built, decided that if the men building steel ships could make air work for them, the builders of wooden ships could do the same. Probably the slowest work in this sort of shipbuilding is that of planing the woodwork, quantities of which have had to be done by hand as the ship goes together. A skilled woodworker in the yards at St. Helens, Oregon (U.S.A.) set about to invent a planer that would work by means of compressed air. He finally made one that worked fairly well, but was cumbersome, weighing about 1501bs. Then someone at Portland (U.S.A.) took up this problem. He could see no reason why, if a small machine could be made powerful enough to drive great rivets by air, an equally small machine could not be made for planing. The result of his labours is a power planer operated by compressed air through a pipe, just as the guns," or pneumatic riveters, work, and this weighs only lOlbs., and is but 16in. over all. It can be used in almost any place on the ship, taken anywhere, and after being tested for more than ten months shows that it needs no changes or repairing other than the' cus- tomary sharpening of the blades. It is said that one of these planers will now do more work and better work than 20 men with hand planes.
CLOUD GAZING. I
CLOUD GAZING. I Most of us at lone time or another have watched one of those huge cumulus clouds known as "thunder-heads" drifting slowly and solemnly overhead. When doing so, has it occurred to yoti that you were watching a cloud mountain containing water enough to fill a large reservoir? Such a cloud is a Himalaya of the sky, and it may be miles deep. It has been dis- covered that the temperature of the summit of one such cloud was 75 degrees below zero centigrade—as cold as the ground tempera- ture of the far Arctic in winter. The summit, of course, in such a case was com- posed of ice, and in the cloud were many layers ranging from dry air to vapours so thick and heavy that, but for the upward rush of warm air from the earth, it would have fallen in torrents that would have flat- tened all vegetation, washed the earth from the hillsides, and probably drowned you where you lay.
PENSION PROBLEMS: HOW TO SOLVE…
PENSION PROBLEMS: HOW TO SOLVE THEM. I By AN EXPERT. I Some Reflections on the Strike — A Sad Commentary on Our Hopes A Bitter Blow at the National Scheme for Finding Employment for the Disabled-Advice to Relatives of Deceased Officers-Surgical Appliances for the Disabled. I FREE ADVICE TO OUR READERS. If a prophet had told us eighteen months i ago that the National Union of Railwaymen would call a lightning strike against the community before we had got on to our in- dustrial ieet, we should have hotly resented Lhat forecast as a calumny upon a patriotic body of men. But the unthinkable has hap- pened, with the result that the public opinion I am in a position to reflect is filled with indignation at the way in which the rank and file of railwaymen were led away to try to hold the country to ransom. Whereas the common ethics of fair dealing between man and man have always de- manded at least a week's notice before a contract was terminated, that decent usage has gone by the board. A pistol was held at the head of the Government, and the strike was upon us before any of us had a chance of weighing its pros and cons. That is not cricket, to say the least. < I make no apology for talking about the strike here, chiefly because it must so in- juriously affect the interests of the men and woman whose welfare I have at heart. In consequence of this strike, demobilised and leave men were held up on the French side; Pensions Appeal Tribunals cannot sit; all the correspondence vitally necessary to wa? pensioners which circulates backwards and forwards from the Ministry of Pensions ta the Local AVar Pensions Committees is very seriously handicapped; ex-soldiers on out- patient treatment at hospitals, and men wishing to visit sick relatives in different parts of the country, as well as those who have long distances to travel to their places of business—all are injured or inconveni- enced in various ways. And all this trouble came upon them before they had been given anv means a plain man could grasp of un- derstanding why the railwiymen downed tools." In all c-asei of difficulty due to the strike, pensioners should at once communi- cate with their Local Committees. But it certainly looks as if there was an intention to strike before the force of public opinion could come into play. < That is not all. It is impossible to exag- gerate the seriousness of the effects of this strike on national industry. Even in pre- war daya it would have had a disastrous effect upon our trade and commerce. Now, it is particularly ill-timed, not merely be- cause of the material damage it is doing, but also because of its reaction upon the national scheme for the absorption of the 100,000 disabled men in industry that was proceeding so satisfactorily when the strikers were misled into trying to leave the nation in the lurch for their own ends. When factories large and small are threat- ened with a stoppage of fuel for industrial purposes, and when, above all, the action of r a large body of workers hurls-a blow at that sense of security upon which all business depends, I am afraid that the' immediate outlook for the boys seeking work is a poor one. The country is being handicapped, with a vengeance, in the race for the world's markets. A great advantage is be- ing given to our late enemies, for which thev are no doubt very grateful. But the lads who fought in France and Flanders did not fight to make England a cushy place for a few political extremists, and the good sense of the bulk of the men who have served is bound to tell in the direction of sanity and safety. Let us stand together and see this thing through—though it's all a sad, sad commentary on the high hopes we shared of finding a new spirit of fellow- ship uniting all classes together after the war. Sadder still is it to reflect that there are men amongst us who have never wished to see this unity. Meanwhile, their anti- social conduct is punishing the weakest members of the community more than others, for it is the weakest who are always the first to suffer in a great strike. < My post-bag recently contained a letter which makes me think it may be useful to point out that the relatives of officers who lost their lives on active service should address their inquiries regarding pensions to the Ministry of Pensions, Millbank House, Westminster, London, S. W. 1. If such relatives live in London they should call upon the Officers' Friend, at the Minis- try, who is a veritable encyclopaedia of in- formation on all such matters. By the bye, the War Office wishe.s it to be known that a war gratuity is issuable only in cases of officers who held permanent commissions, or were promoted from the ranks to perma- nent or temporary commissions. Officers appointed direct to temporary commissions are entitled only to the gratuity issued un- der the Royal Warrant for pay, which is paid when the officers' balances are issued. Disabled men who think they are entitled to be supplied with any surgical appliances should consult their Local Committees. It should be noted by those concerned that not only the supply, but also the repair or re- newal, is provided at the public expense when the appliance is required on account of the disability for which the man was dis- charged. Men completely disabled by paralysis or injury, or by double amputa- tion of both legs, or one leg and one arm, may also be provided with a hand-propelled chair for indoor use, or a hand-propelled tricycle for outdoor use, if recommended as necessary to iniprove-Aheir health or enable them to get to and from their work. Our Pensions Expert is anxious to assist sailors and soldiers and their wives and de- pendents 'in dealing with intricacies of the War Pensions System- Address your queries to "Pensions Ex- pert," c/o Editor of this .paper. All essen- tial facts should be stated as briefly as pos- sible, such as name, number, rank, regi- ment of soldier, name and rating of sailor, particulars of families and separation al- lowanee and (in inquiries concerning civil liabilities) pre-war or pre-enlistment in- come, present or war income, and full lia- bilities. Do not send any documents, birth certificates, or discharge papers, etc. Will correspondents please make a point of sending their regimental number, rank, name, and regiment?