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"I suppose that has to bo the an
wer. Well"
"I'll tell Embroo yon didn't accept"
Hllllard reached for his hat "And I
mustn't bother you any moro tills
morning; we've both too much to do.
X only wanted to sec you a moment
and toll you tho news and get your
check. But when Cullen nnd I come
back " His smllo was glorious.
They woro shaking hands at tho
door of tho ante-room.
"That'll bo before the holldoys,
won't It? We expect you to tako
Christmas dinner with us, of course.
Mrs. Durnnt and Carol would never
forgive you If you didn't nnd neither
would L"
Hllllard flushed wth pleasure.
"Nothing would pleaso mo better
. . . and -you'll tell Mrs. Durant and
Jarol how grateful I nm . . . and how
sorry I am I can't even stop now to
"fHTcly I Will. Good-By.
l-v? My Boyl"
Good Luck-
say good-by, won't you?" As a matter
jf fact ho wasn't going to stop be
cause ho know that If ho did he might
never get to Montana. And there was
need of quick action against Harmon's
Mit-throat partners in New York.
"Surely I will. And I'll also tell them
what'an altruist you are. I still don't
feel exactly right about It but tho
world's the world. . . . And I'm not
going to refuse an Investment just be
cause there happens to bo money In It I
Jood-byl Good luck my boy!"
CHAPTER XV.
Already at daybreak It was a whlto
Christmas; white underfoot whlto
overhead, dancing, swirling whlto of
x snow In the winter alrl Hllllard, lift
' Ing himself' on his elbow to watch It
from tho car window, was unreserved
ly thrilled by the appropriateness of It
Nature, which had been sulking for a
week or more, hadjlnally consented to
dress tho season. But the thrill dis
solved, nnd anxiety took Its place when
ho discovered that It was past eight
o'clock, and this was only Buffalo I
His watch, and tho railway folder, gavo
him Indigestible food for thought and
the sndw, taking upon Itself tho role of
a barrier to traffic, was suddenly less
agreeable to look at Wreaths In the
windows of nearby houses, holly ber
ries and red ribbon, glimpses of feath
ery flr boughs and tinsel through tho
curtains all these awoke within him
a new and a disturbing fancy that at
the end of two thousand miles of
vlslonlng ho might bo Irretrievably
Intel nioglcally ho made hasto to rise;
he wanted to flavor his Impntlcnco by
counting landmarks.
The diner was half filled when ho
arrived for br,enkfast, and tho train
was' still standing In the yards. As
the conductor wished him a perfunc
tory Merry Christmas, Hllllard smiled
obliqucry.
"Not unless you make up some speed
between here and Syracuse," he said.
"Not much chance of that" said tho
conductor, punching tho order blip.
"It's deep snow from hero on, sir.
Lucky If we're In In tlmo for your
turkey I"
Hininrd sighed, brightened as tho
train dragged Usclt into sluggish mo
tion, nd gavo his attention to tho
landscape. It was typically a preno
from n Okristmas card : all It needed,
at any moment, was a few Uncs of en
gravings In the foreground to bo a very
. fair counterpart of the cardtf which
k Hllllard had ordered sent out to all his
friends. He smiled, expansively, at tho
conception of what the name of Hll
llard on those cards now meant to
Syracuse. They woro undoubtedly
magnifying his grandeur now; ho knew
enough of human nature to realize
that in his home-coming he was cer
tain to bo greeted as a multi-million-aire.
And it wasn't raultl It was only
the pocsibMty of a slagta eoe I
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mind to the individuals who would
share In them ; Dr. Durant who, unless
ho chose, need never keep ofllco hours
again ho could devoto himself to tho
research ho loved ; Cullen, whoso blind,
bulldog faith had made him forever
Independent, even Rufus Waring,
Whoso modest contribution, accepted
out of splcenlcss commiseration, had
swelled to tho dignity of four flguies,
nnd given hlin the means to show the
world to Angela. And Hllllard himself
had mado far moro than nil the other
venturers combined ) ot In money,
perhnps, but In, dividends payable in
tho medium of his self-respect
And yet, as the realities stoodr now,
he was sensitive to tho nothingness o
his triumph, until such time ns he had
some one to divide it with him. For
there 13 llttlo pleasure In a monopoly
of happiness ; not even a Joke Is folly
established until somfe one appears to
share It; a secret Is delectable only
when It's repeated, a conquest Is
empty without tho popular acclaim, or
tho arrival of tho historian. He felt
this keenly ; ho reflected that of, all tho
syndicate, ho alone wns without a
beneficiary. And today, when he had
steeled himself to speak to Carol . . .
Like countless generations of men
before hlmi he began vnguely to
wonder what ho should do If sho re
fused him.
What would bo left? Only the shell
of achievement Would he gp back to
France? or would ho remain in Amer
ica, and struggle for success by en
dowing war charities out of- his glori
ous lncome-to-be? Also . . . and
tiiis wns enervating . . . what
should he say to her? It Is given to
fow men to propose twice, In different,
characters, to -tho same girl.
The train plowed nnd panned through
the thickening drifts ; Hllllnrd's watch
was coming out of his pocket at flve
mlnuto Intervals; hero was Rochester
at lat . . . three hours late . . .
and there, shining dimly through
banked clouds, was tho sun! Tho
train seemed warmed to greater effort
by Its mere appearance; Hllllard, who
hnd measured time by weeks, then by
days, and moro recently by reluctant
hours, began to mark the minutes from
Tils mental calendar.
And then, after an interminable
century of impatience, tho outlying vil
lages, gray and smoky ; tho flat wastes
of Solvay; the road slowly becoming
streets; the buildings) adding height
. . . Syracuse!
His feet were on tho platform; ho
was hurrying forward. Ahead of him
. . . and In his excitement be stum
bled heavily , . . there, coming
toward him . . . Carol and tho
Doctor, befurre,d and rosy ... no
question of tho welcome they were
bringing him I t
His own Initial remarks were,grossly
Incoherent. Thero were no words to
fit tho situation; perhaps ho did It
greater justice by tho disconnected
sounds ho made. And then he was
entering the Doctor's closed car; they
were bouncing over tho cobbles of tho
lower -jlty; they wero attacking tho
grade of James street and ho was
peering out In an ecstasy of memory
at tho houses where he hnd played In
boyhood.
Two o'clock . , . on tlmo for
dinner to the second 1 A house hang
ing with overgrecn; a Christmas
spirit permeating every nook and
cranny; Christmas odors not all of
evergreen drifted In tantalizing whiffs
to meet him.
A Joyous Interlude; a gay proces
sion; n hush; n gravely spoken bless
ingOh, that Christmas 1
There came a time early In the eve
ning when Hllllard found himself
alono with Carol. Ho hnd a vague
recollection that they had been sent
to look for something ... a corn
popper, or some other equally futile
artlclo . . . and for an instant
ho marveled at their expecting to find
It In the sun-parlor, where they had
wandered. But tho,sun-pnrlorwas luip
ply unoccupied; nnd there wero com
fortable chairs in It; and something
very green nnd red and seasonable In
all tho windows ; so Uiat they both de
layed prodigiously, and exchanged a
number of highly Inconsequential re
marks nbout tho decorations. Pres
ently, without so much ns aatranslcnt
thought for the corn-popper, they sat
down with ono accord. From a dis
tance tho murmur of cheerful voices
In tho living room was an adequate
accompaniment to their thoughts.
Hllllnrd's head was dropped low; his
reverie was so profound that not oven
Carol's volco could rouse him not un
til Bho Bpoke a second tlmo.
"I Bald a peony for them," sho re
peated, amused.
"Oh!' Hllllnrd's awakening was ex
plosive. "Why, that's queer . . .
I was Just thinking about that my
self 1 I mean tho first Sunday I ever
camo up here to dinner. You said
the samo thing then. Remember it?"
"Yetf, Indeed . . . and they were
a wonderful bargain at the price I"
IIo didn't seem to recall that sho had
ever looked so mischievous.
"They nro now, then," ho said. "Bo
cause it's Just as it was before I was
thinking attest you." Regarding her,
he was transported aftew by ber leve-
By HOLWORTHY HALL
Uncss. And it wasn't only her ex
ternal loveliness that ho ndored, It was
what sho had of sympathy, and kind
ness, and sweetness of disposition. A
very womanly girl sho was . . . not
a flaming character to blazo and die,
but a steady and enduring soul . .
such ns he craved . . .
Sho turned her head nwny.
"I was very angry at you this morn
ing," she said; "I thought you'd for
gotten about mo entirely."
Hllllard affected alarm. "How could
that happen?"
"Not even so much ns a llttlo card
with 'Merry Christmas' on It," sho
said. "Father nnd mother had ono
from you, but ns for mi " Sho
opened her hands In emptiness. "I
looked over every one of them twice."
Hlllinrd felt his pulses quicken.
"Doesn't my coming to you make up
a llttlo for It?"
"No, Tin afraid It doesn't not In
that way. I'm still very childish about
Christmas. I have to seo It even If
It's only In tho tiniest llttlo remem
brances. I'm very much hurt I've
been tolling myself It must bo tho post
man's fault"
no denied It bravely. "It wasn't the
postman's lb wns mine. Because I
didn't Intend to send you n remem
brance nt all I Intended to bring It
I planned to give It to you before din
ner, but when I was s6 late, and
everybody wns waiting "
She turned with .gratifying quick
ness. "Did you bring It?"
"Yes," ho said, "I brought It I'm
net quite sure whether you'll Uko It
or not"
"I'll Uko anything you' "brought I"
Tho pronoun hnd an Infinitesimal em
phasis all to Itself.
Hllllard cleared his throat
"When I was young"
"I beg your pardon?"
He laughed at high pressure and be
gan over again.
"When I was young, Mother Grundy
hnd a very email collection tb choose
from books and candy and flowers.
If I'd send you anything by mall, I
think I'd have had to obey the rules.
My early training was pretty severe.
But I thought If I brought It myself,
perhaps I could be moro original."
"How .original?" sho asked, with
pretty animation.
His -heart was pounding relentlessly;
ho had lost the elaborate recital which
h carefully prepared ; and It was gone
without a trnce. He 'had to depend
on presence of mind. ,
"SInco I couldn't keep to my sched
ule, I've been saving It up to give you
when everything was propitious." Ho
tendered her a package, tied with holly
ribbon; it was smaller than a book,
and smaller than any orthodox carrier
jf confection. "Don't open It Just yet,
please."
She looked at It pinched It dropped
it In her lap, and laughed softly.
"Is there such a mystery about it?"
"Yes, there Is." Hllllard felt himself
begin to go( with the current of' his
mood. Ho sat up awkwardly. "All
that you could ever think of asking
"It's My Qlft to You. But Before You
Open It."
nbout mo . . . where I've been nnd
what I'vo dono ... Is In that box.
It's everything ... a biography, and a
hUtory . . . and it's ray gift to you,
too. But bofore you open It " Ho
had to pause to collect himself. "I'll
have to make an explanation." Ho
fought with It and found his lips
strangely sealed.
"Is It so very hard to make?" sho
asked at length.
"Almost: impossible ..." He wns
seeing black and red. Even if "every
body" had expected him to do this
thing (as Angola had long since as
sured him) what reason did he .have
to hope for pardon? "What would
you think," he asked, perilously, "of a
man who cared enough about you to
risk everything he had In tho world
... net his valuables ia the sense of
money . . , bat aH bis ambitions for
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everything; nil his dreams; nil his
ideals; all his hopes ... on n Christ
mas gtft? What would you?"
Sho frowned adorably.
"And . . . ho'a not Just a llttlo bit
quixotic?"
"Not at nil . . . suppose ho did it
deliberately, and after n great deal ot
thought Just on tho chance that It
might please you? When It would
either do that or end their friend
ship?" She fingered tho small package over
and over.
"Why, I should think that If this
.' . . mythical person wero so very anx
ious to please mo ho wouldn't tako
quite so much risK."
"But when I'm tho mythical person
myself that's different, Isn't It?"
"Why should it bo?" Sho gnvo him
no opportunity to see her race
"You've forgotten a great deal. I
told you onco that If you knew all that
I've been . . nil that I've dono . . ,
you might not bo so willing to hnvo my
friendship, nnyway."
"No," sho said, Bubdued. "I'vo not
forgotten, but you hnvo I I said that I
didn't believe you."
"You're holding It nil in your hands,"
said Hllllard. His expression, as ho
gazed at her, was Infinitely yearning;
but his volco was oven and low. "I
spent a good many hours over this
. . . wondering whether It was right
fov me to take such n risk on this day,
above all others . . . nnd finally, I
thought It out this way; If It p. lenses
you, It ought to mnko tho day better
yot . . . If It doesn't It would have
been Just as unwolcomo to you at any
other time. Understand, I'll never at
tempt to excuse anything . . . wo're
beyond that All I can do Is to wait
I'm giving you . . . will you open It
now, pleaso?"
Her fingdrs bungled with t the Knot,
nnd ho mado as though to help her.
"No," she said, holding the packago
away from him. "I want to open it all
myself 1"
nilllnrd, rigid, watched her. A
phrase wus beating heavily ngalnst his
consciousness . . . ono of tlio Proverbs
. . . somothlng about tho brend of de
ceit, and ashes -. . .
'Tho knot gave way; and tho tissue
wrapping, falling aside, disclosed nn,
oblong pasteboard box. Carol lifted
the lid and Hllllard caught his breath.
Thero wero two cabinet photographs;
uppermost wns a very excellent like
ness of Hlllinrd himself. Sho looked
nt him perplexedly; ho wus getting out
his fountain pen. His hand was cold,
unsteady.
"If lacks something, doesn't it?" he
said, In an undertone. "Let mo have
It a moment." Whllo she followed"
his every movement ho wrote, with
his left hand nnd somewhat painstak
ingly, an Inscription nnd gave buck the
picture.
"Christmas, 1010," she read, "with
love from Henry Hllllard." She
flushed hotly.
"Now look!" ho said, Ignorlug her
reaction. - 'Tho . . . next one." Me
chanically sho took out tho second
photograph; It was a duplicate of tho
picture of Dicky Morgan on tho Doc
tor's desk, Her cheeks wero suddenly
devoid of color, sho stared fearfully at
him without Bpeaklng.
"That lacks something, too," ho said ;
and hlB voice was yielding to tho tre-
mendous strain upon him. with con
spicuous caro he shifted the pen to
his right hand; held it poised for a
moment, gave her u smllo of ineffnblo
pathos, closed his teeth hard. "I have
a very useful llttlo trait," ho said;
"I'm nrabidextrous." And wrote his
message.
Sho hnd tho evldcnco beforo her
tho Inimitable, unmistakable, ornamen
tal script of another personality.
"Christmas, 1010 and love from Dick
to Carol."
"Tho real gift Is underneath," ho
said, and his diction now was foreign
oven to himself. "But ... no, no ; go
on . . ."
ner uncertain, exploring fingers had
touched a smaller box; It sprang opci
In her pnlm ; within, was a gorgeously
flashing, scintillating, living gem, set
In platinum. Her hnnds, unsteady now
as wero his own, closed over It ns
though to gunrd nnd shelter it Her
eyes sought his, nnd held them fright
was meeting fright.
"And In my thought," Jio snid, "aro
all the sweet memories I hnvo of you
. . . and nil tho fragrance of you . . .
and in tho stono there . . , there's a
story for you to read . . . bigger than
any book could hold . . ." Sho still
made no nnswor; sho was holding her
ihroo gifts tightly, and staring at him,
staring . . . not In tho revulsion ho
hnd Imagined, not In tho measurclchs
contempt ho hnd feared, but with tho
wraith of a smllo trembling on her
pnlo lips. "Only one of tho photo
grnphs Is to keep," ho said thickly.
"Ono of tho two . , , I'm giving you
tho chance to say which It Is . . .
which ono of tho two you want td llvo
. . . if you want either of thoso men to
go on loving you . . . or If you want
them both to go away for always I"
In her eyes, thero was another mlru
clu ; her eyes wero soft, and Indicative
of a great relief, rather than of n great
shock; nnd as he watched, spellbound,
ho saw that tears wero creeping Into
them, nnd not of sorrow but of great
Joy, In that moment his most stupefy
Ing discovery wns made, and the mag
nitude of It, tho portent of It, set his
brain at naught, 'nnd left blm destitute
of reason.
"Caroli" he said, potrlfled. "Carol P
Mute, sho shook holj head. Looking
him full in tho eyes, sho flinched sud
denly, and a great sob burst in her
throat Tho photograph of Dicky Mor
gan was in her hand ; sho held' It a
moment, trembling, and then, while
her breath camo faster and her shoul
ders quivered, sho toro It across and
across, finer nnd finer, until only frag
mentary scraps romnlncd aiul these
sho let fall In her lnp, unheeded. The
likeness of Hlllinrd, tho iylng, radiant
face of tho man nobody knowthis
sho had seized, and this sho had
clutched to her breast spnsmodlcally,
as though In fear to hnvo it snatched
nwny from her.
Hlllinrd was very close to her; and
his wholo being wns concentrated In
his eyes.
"Carol 1" ho said to her again In that
stranger's volco. "Carol . . ! You
. . . you knew!" To him tho fact
was un1elIevnhlo. i
Tnnllly, unwillingly, sho raised her
head.
"From tho very first day," sho sold
brokenly. "Both dad and I . .
nnd no one else J nbt ovon mother
. . . your eyes' told uss both, and
we've trusted you so . . . and
waited so surely ... wo know it
would como out nil right In tlio end.
somehow .' . . and . . , nnd
. ... I do llko my glftl It does
mnko tho day better." And then, In a
soft whisper, "Henry 1"
She had called him "Henry" and
oven In tho spell of his confusion, ho
throbbed to tho significance of ltr
The lover wus eager, but tho prodlgnl
was startled back from tho very thresh
old of love.
"From tho first dnylVho breathed,
electrified. ."Ami you tlrusted me llko
that . . . when yoir know what I
was doing" '
Sho was laughing nnd crying nt tho
same tlmo; his hungry arms wont out
to her nnd found her; words were
coming tumultuously to him and ha
said them as thoy camo. Somehow
tho ring wns on her finger; nnd she
had kissed It there. Between them,
partnered, a sacred understanding na,
lmpcrlshablo as bronzo hnd nrlsen;
they both know, without tho necessity
of prolonged speech, what his "future
was to be. They both knew In what
capacity ho was to face tho world;
they knew tho brimming fullness of her
pnrdon nnd the brimming fullness of
his regret Thcso truths wero mutual
ly confirmed; tho shabby past wns In
dlstlngulshnbly merged with tho fresh
and vivid present; their' pledges to this
end wero upon their lips. Tho world
was lying holpless nt tholr foot . . .
the wonderful, sensitive, receptlvo
world which hnd respected and hon
ored nnd admired him In th days, bf
his regeneration, nnd would continue,"1
paying the reward of his request
In an irreslstlblo passion of humility
and Bhamo and courage, ho, tried to tell
her tho sums of his deceits; her lip
prevented him. ""
"You mustn't I" sho murmured.
''Never 1 'You lot mo choose I want
It this way."
Dazed, triumphant, ho was,re-llvlng
by-gono Incidents, seeing faint clues
develop into mighty revelations, com
prehending ut last tho supremo love
and suprerrfo faltli of tho two who had
waited for his victory, nnd kept his
secrot shut within their henrts, that
ho might stand tho ordeal, nnd provo
triumphant And now, tho reputation
that was already his , . . tho loft
ier reputation which ho should conse
crate himself to build . . . not
only for tho plensuro of tho building,
but also becauso thero wero thoso to
whom ho owed it . . .
Behind them, n firm footfall. Hll
llnrd was on his feet Ids nrm instinct
ively protecting Cnrol. Doctor Durant
was smiling on them from tho door
way . . . grave, benevolent pa
ternal, no, too, becamo n common
partner to tho understanding; an Inter
change of glances wns siullclcnt IIo
came in swiftly; his hands outstretch
ed, his head lifted high In tho prido of
a father who has looked upon his chil
dren, and found them truo to each oth
er, and to him.
"What 1" ho said. "Ilavo you proved
it already my son?''
TIIK END.
Tunis Agricultural State,
Tb regency of Tunis, hnvlng It
northern or Mediterranean limit in the
snuie latitudinal portion as tho state
of North Carolina nnd, like North Car
olina, supporting aa estimated pop
ulation of 2,000,000 on an area ot
abotrt 50,000 bquaro miles, Is essential
ly an agricultural country, deriving Its
wealth from farm nnd mine.
The Sunflower In Russia. -Sunflower
cultivation has becorao an
Industry In southern Russia, whero tho
peoplo. havo found tho seeds a cubstl
ttlo for olives In making oil, The Rua
elnn cats the kernol. An .acre of sun
flowers ylcltlH about GO bushels of
seeds, and these In turn yield more
than CO gallons oiL
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Shell Holes Beginning to Grow Green
but Battered Tanks Are Every
where In Evidence on the
Scenes of Slaughter.
Leaving Zecbruggo the first day's
Journey by motor takes tho visitor
something moro Uian a hundred miles
with Ypres as tho turning point, and
every variety of w.ar-slrlcken lands (
and recovering countryside on tho way,
there and back. It was a point moot
ed with wearisome frequency in the.
real days of tho place when It was
"functioning; as ono would havo said
nnd "nmong front-lino' troops in tho
salient, whether they would over euro
to come buck nnd seo that foul place
under a peaceful aspect Agreed,
thero wero thoso at homo who might
bo taken, not without profit to them
selves nnd tho world In g6nornl, over
tho low ground utulcr Kemmcl, or
where rnsschendnclo looked down on
tho swamps, and thero were not a
fow of tho nrmchnir gentrj whoso
Instant presenco wouldlmvo been Wel
comed. But for hlmSblf, It wns the;
common verdict of tho mun. hi the
nnidholo that onco out of it, Wipers
and ho could bo tho best of friends '
at a distance, says n writer In tho
Manchester Guardian.
Riding Into the place from which
rises tho battered (owcr of tho Cloth,
hall, in tho high day hndwundor a
burning sun; coming,, too, unscatlied
and unfenrful from what was unmis
takably thd direction of "No Mnn'a
Land," ono had to question such a
verdict and finally, under tho stimu
lation of a hundred quickening memo
ries, allow the appeal. For tho In
terest of Ypres nnd of all tho ground
in front of it would not bo denied.
The place was llko itself In a degreo
hard to credit And if only home
mimic had bpen. thoro to reproduce
tho shrill crcscondo of an approach
ing shell ono would undoubtedly hove
tnkqn cover. Going out by tho way
of the Monln galo and turning up into
tho high rond to Poelcapellc, with first
Hoogo and then St Jullcn, with as
schendaclo rolling up. to tho skyllno as
a background, Is to pass into tho field
of nn endless bnttlo from which noth
ing has been cleared but tho dead;
nnd though elsewhere somothlng has
already been done of that "concentra
tion" of graves whlch is to glvo our
dead nn orderly .and lasting memorial,
thoy still He hero, for tho most part
in tho scattered" resting places to
which tho' hurried hands of their com
rades consigned them,
Tho shelHioles l?egln to grow green,
but It is only a beginning, and' If the
trenches aro almost unseen as one
goos down tho rond, were thoy ever
very clearly defined hero? jit Is a long
tltrie bofqro a plnco is reached from
which no battered tanks can bo seen,
nnd now and again thoy stand three
or ftfur deep on tho very edge of. tho
road ditched In their first attempt
at tho mud. To look' back on war at
its worst, with almost all Its evidences
but present slaughter, one could
scarcely better the viewpoint of tills
rond A fow miles farther, nnd the
murdered forest of Houtbulst, with
Its acres of stricken trees and not a
live ono, givps. a newjedge to terror.
Thoro IS somothlng SQundln'Jtha
notion that one can see the'tiattle
fields In a day; tho repetition would
glveno new tone, but Intrinsically the
samo Impression. As a lesson Ypres
and Its province, Tcould not be sur
passed. Coming out at Dlxinude, be
hind what wus an almost permanent
boche Unc, the carfcturnlng to Zee
bruggo comes' ngaln Into a , country
which Is nllvc. For tho hinterland of
Belgium hnaf returned quickly to it
self. Tho army huts which servo in
the broken nrcas us shelter for those
who hayo returned to tho shattered
villages, glv,o plnco horo to cottages
already substantially repalrod, and
tho frugal cultivation of tho soil goes
forward with an energy and resource
fulness typical of no class In tho world
so much ns tho Belgian or French
peasantry.
Avoiding Lily Embargo.
A new and curious Industry, it Is
predicted, Is soon to bo born In Van
couver, B. 0., bpcauso of tho embargo
placed this year by tho United States
department of ugrlculturo on all Jap
anese nursery stock packed In Jap
aneso soil. This decreo was Intended
to stop tho importation from tho Is
land of Formosa of lily bulbs, ordi
narily brought Into this country at
tho rate of $2(5,000,000 worth n yenr.
But tho trado will not bo suspended,
nurserymen of Vancouver declare.
Tho bulb tralllc will bo deflected north
ward to this seaport, Just ubovo tho
boundary; and hero tho bulbs will bo
removed from tho soil in which thoy
crossed tho Taclflc, Thoy vwM then
bo repacked In Canadian lonin, and
so, frco from "Japanese Boil," will bo
qualified for entrance Into tho United
States. Popular Mochuiilcs Magazine,
Oxygen Dovlco Tested.
Becauso of tho possible disastrous
failure of nn akmun's oxygen supply
apparatus at great altitudes, tho
United States bureau of stnudards has
devised n rellablo mothod of testing
tho equipment. I tho laboratory. AH.
tho conditions of hlgh-altltudo flights
aro accurately reproduced, Guys Pop
ular Mechanics .Mugazlno n an Illus
trated nrtlclo,nppearlng In its July is
suo. Decreased pressure Is obtained
by Inclosing tho equipment lu a bell
Jar connected to an air pump, o
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