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trench with fixed bayonet, firm and im Colonel, Adjutant, Medical Officer, and perturbable, gazing into the gloom of Chaplain, if he is forward. They mess at No Man's Land. Under his feet were battalion headquarters, which is a bethe rockings of an earthquake that soon comingly staid place. should engulf him. But though the The Junior Headquarters' Mess inearth were removed his duty remained, cludes the Scout Officer, Machine-gun and he as a soldier stood firm. A few Officer, Bombing Officer, Trench-mortar minutes later, with a reverberating Officer, Intelligence Officer, and Forroar, he went up with the mine. The ward Observing Officer. Membership in momentary and Aashing glimpse of that this, the "Finest Club in the World," is gallant sentry remains for me my most not apt to be of long duration, as its heroic, soul-enkindling memory of two members frequently "go west.” During years of war.
the period of their active membership Sometimes in the springing of a mine they represent many of the stars on the no warning whatever is given. With a stage of the world war. Of course the roar that is heard for a hundred miles or generals' names are splashed across the more the bowels of the earth burst bill-boards, but we who have really been forth and whole regiments are swept
there know that these mere boys are the away. Human beings and trenches alike leading actors on the stage. Generals are tossed as from a giant geyser in a
scenery, but it is for the soaring flood of fire and smoke and junior officers to carry out the drama. débris.
Hence the saying, “This is a subalterns' I saw a mine like this
without warning on the Third Canadian Divi In a consequential club, not long ago, sion. My division, the First Canadians, I was toted around by a friend who was holding trenches just in front of pointed out to me “men of real imporHill 60, at Ypres. The Third Division tance in the world to-day.” Let me was on our left. It was about eight point out to you in the dugout of the o'clock on a beautiful June morning; a Suicide Club several young men of real profound peace was reigning, when, with importance on the real front. out the slightest warning, there came a It is about the hour of two in the deep roar such as I had never heard morning, or 2 ack emma, as we say it in before, and the trenches to our left were the trenches, ack emma standing for literally swept hundreds of feet into the A.M. The group are gathered around a air. In this awful mine perished Major- table of rough boards on which several General Mercer, C.B., and the flower of gutted candles are burning. The dugout the Third Canadian Division. So out of is deep and full of shadow, but the light peace profound, by the springing of a around the table shows a group with mine, the worst aspect of the real front ruddy faces and sparkling eyes. The may suddenly reveal itself.
Intelligence Officer, known as “Brains," The front-line trench is the Street of has received a box of cigars from home, Adventure. No matter how quiet the and, true to the communistic instinct of day or night, there is always an air of the front line, he has turned them over imminency and expectancy. On this to the crowd. front line Street of Adventure one meets “This is a little bit of orl right,” said the truest men of his time. There there Walker, the fair-haired, blue-eyed Scout is a real democracy and a real brother- Officer. He was the most boyish of them hood. The mere fact that each is there all. It seemed like a joke to see such a demands respect from the other. stripling smoking such a big cigar.
Among my priceless memories of the “Go easy on that cheroot, cherub, or real front is that of Junior Headquar- another mother's darling will be missters' Mess in the line. Among ourselves ing," jeered Sammy Lindsay, the Mawe often referred to this mess as the chine-gun Officer. Walker's answer was "Finest Club in the World," and its to half close his bright blue eyes and to young members have perhaps made a send a cloud of smoke-rings curling up good bid for the title.
into the shadows. A half-hour beThe Headquarters' Mess includes the fore, this unsophisticated youth with VOL. CXXXVI.-No. 811.-17
never a care in the world was on the If any information is required the another side of No Man's Land, with his swer invariably is, “Ask Brains." The ear against the German parapet, listen- Trench-mortar Officer and the Bombing ing to the Fritzes talking in their own Officer hold two very unwholesome jobs, trenches. On his breast Walker wore which, strange to relate, are much sought the ribbon of the D.S.O. and of the after. As Nibbs Mackay of the tombers Military Cross. He was one of the cheerfully observed, "Our chances of pioneers of raiding, an originator of a sprouting daisies are always of the new departure in trench warfare. best.” The most sought-after positions
Walker's battalion was known as the at the front are not the safe and easy “Kings of No Man's Land,” and to places, but the tasks of greatest danger. watch the nonchalance with which this When one man will apply for the post as fair-haired lad and his scouts disap- Inspector of Supplies at the base a hunpeared over the parapet on a dark night dred will volunteer for the bombers or was to understand the meaning of the the trench-mortars. phrase. Out in the dread country between An air of suppressed merriment perthe trenches they held undisputed sway. vades the dugout of the Suicide Club, Walker was only a boy in appearance, and there is always a bubbling over into yet into his life already he had crowded laughter. A crowd of irrepressibles in the thrilling experience of many men. the dormitory of a boys' school is the
Sammy Lindsay, the Machine-gun nearest approach to this group in the Officer, who was always twitting Walker Junior Headquarters' Mess, only the about his youth, was not quite a month dormitory does not possess such a uniolder than the Scout Officer. These two form exuberance of spirit. juveniles were often referred to as the A man at the front who starts out to “Heavenly Twins.” Sammy was the take it seriously will be in the madcoolest, nerviest chap that I ever met in house in less than a month. But the France. He has long since "gone west, light-hearted ones, escaping Minnies and winning in his passing the Victoria Lizzies, may go on indefinitely. The sucCross. But his memory is bright with cessful soldier of the trenches never loses all old-timers. New-comers, hearing of an opportunity for happiness. He often his exploits to-day, regard them as develops into a more care-free, merry apocryphal legends.
lad than he was at school ten years The Intelligence Officer, known as before. This light heart in the midst of “Brains," is supposed to be the vade danger and tribulation is our last inmecum of all knowledge in the front line. vincible defense.
(FROM THE JAPANESE OF DOKU-HO)
BY LAN OLIVER
“Too small for me!" I sadly cried.
And then espied
“If lark there be
Then field there is.
Then Love there is.
Beautiful as the Morning
BY ELOISE ROBINSON
N spite of those his being mad. The worst of it was that torical words once ut there was no one who could take her tered by our old colonial place. Janet was small, and the only father, people aren't other small girl Elizabeth knew was to created free and equal. be Janet's partner. That is, small dark
a girl. All the bridesmaids and even the way of reasoning. How little flower girl and ring bearer were to can people be equal when some of them be dark, to make a greater contrast to are made with waving locks and ensnar fair-haired Elizabeth, bursting like a lily ing features, and others have straight from her stem in pure white. I did hair and long noses? No, those who are have to hand it to Elizabeth for making beautiful have a great advantage over an artistic setting for herself. Howeverybody else and ought not to have ever, Janet Mallory had gone and spoiled so much credit for being good, because it all. they don't have to spend time worrying “There is only one thing I can think about their personal appearances, and of,” said mother to Elizabeth, who was can put more thought on growing into walking about in an awful old faded upright women.
tea-gown because everything good was If I had been beautiful I should not packed. “I hesitate to mention that, have ruined my sister's wedding. It but--" Here mother dropped her voice was going to be in St. Martin's church so that I could not hear what she said. at high noon, which only means twelve From this I knew that she was talking o'clock. I began to take a vital interest about me, and though I made myself in the proceedings only a few days be appear very much interested in the fore it was to happen. Let it not be horse stamping on top of the eleventh thought from this that I am hard mantel clock that had come as a present hearted. I did not feel that I was for Elizabeth, this was a deception, as going to lose my dear sister. She was I was listening to hear every word I only going as far away as the other end could of our lawn, where father had built her “What!” Elizabeth ejaculated, giva darling little twelve-room cottage with ing me a hard, scrutinizing look which a swimming-pool and an organ. She I pretended not to see. was plenty near enough to run in and "She is dark," mother whispered, a tell mother what was the proper way little louder, “and I believe Janet's for me to be reared.
dress would just fit her.” As I say, my real enthusiasm began “But mother!" And Elizabeth made the day Janet Mallory, one of Eliza
earnest but inaudible remarks beth's bridesmaids, was stricken down which I could guess were not compliwith an immortal illness. She caught mentary to me. the mumps. As Elizabeth said, it real “Yes, I know." Mother sighed. ly was an inconsiderate thing for her “And, of course, she is young. I hate to do. Janet knew perfectly well that to seem to push her. But, after all, she Elizabeth couldn't get along with only is your sister, and I believe people would seven bridesmaids and a maid of honor understand.' and a ring bearer and a flower girl. “She isn't so bad looking,” Elizabeth Janet had known for weeks that she admitted, reluctant as people always are was to be in the wedding, and then, at to say anything pleasant about a memthe last moment, they said she was a ber of the family. "Of course she hasn't fright. I could not blame Elizabeth for Janet's brilliant complexion, and her
hair is fearfully straight, to say nothing enough to think of having to receive of her nose.
him as a brother into the bosom of the I knew what she was thinking about family and associate with him at fammy nose. It is my greatest misfortune, ily reunions on Thanksgiving and Christnext to being the youngest in the family. Grandmother Vane says my nose After all that had been said about exactly like hers, and that when I am my personal appearance, it seemed like older it will be a great mark of beauty. the finger of Providence (though now I However, this is no comfort to me now, know it must have been the Evil Cne) even if true. When I am twenty-five when I saw that very evening in the or thirty I shan't care how I look. paper, on Francesca Villette's beauty What I need is to be beautiful now. page, the announcement of two scienIf Elizabeth would ever lend me a little tific preparations-new discoveries, both of her rouge I could make my com of them. One was the description of a plexion better, but this she will not do. girl who had had straight, faded, brittle, Í have tried red drops, but the effect is dull, scraggy hair which in one night not the same.
had become thick, glossy, and naturally "We might try Janet's dress on her curly by the use of a wonderful elicksir and see,” suggested mother.
called Liquid Golderine, and sold at “If only she wouldn't do something all drug-stores for fifty cents. to spoil the wedding!” Elizabeth is one had to do was, on going to bed, moisten of the most pessimistic girls I ever knew. a toothbrush with Golderine and care
"She won't, surely. You have three fully draw it through your hair, taking more rehearsals, dear, and Barbara will one small strand at a time. Then the be so pleased to take part that she will next morning you would have a head be on her best behavior. No one can of hair that would be the despair of be sweeter than Barbara when she wants all
your friends. And the curl wouldn't to.
wash out, either. Having had experi“Well,” Elizabeth sighed, despon ence, I can conscientiously say that all dently, "let's try the dress. I suppose this is true, but deceiving. The other it's the only thing we can do."
piece was about Aurora Complexion This is how it was decided that I Renewer. It said: should be one of the bridesmaids in my sister's wedding. Not a very cordial BRING OUT THE HIDDEN BEAUTY invitation, to be sure, but I did not
OF YOUR FACE! mind. You simply can't expect cor
Why not be fair to look upon? Beneath diality from your own family. "And the
that soiled, faded, aged complexion is one dress was a dream-all gold gauze and beautiful as the morning. To-night, on tulle and showers of tiny pink rosebuds. going to bed, apply Aurora Complexion ReWe were to carry gold French baskets
While you sleep it will absorb the of pink roses and wear big hats that tied devitalized skin, revealing the beautiful, under one ear, and the slippers had fresh, dewey white loveliness underneath. those adorable Louis heels that I am
It stimulates the fine muscular fibres of the never allowed to wear. Mother and
skin so that the cheeks are flushed with a Elizabeth had to admit that the brides
delicate, dawn-like tint, radiant in its
loveliness. maid's dress was becoming to me, though
Used by refined women who prefer comafterward mother tried to take away the
plexions of true naturalness. effect of their approval, so that I should Have you tried it? not be too vain, by telling me to remem In $.25 and $.50 jars. ber that a wedding was a solemn moment and not to do anything foolish. She did Well, I hadn't tried it, but I was not need to remind me of that, for I was going to. You could tell that it was a already reminded every time I looked scientific preparation put up by a learned at Mr. P. M. Vising, who was taking man, or he wouldn't have known all about the part of the groom. If I had been devitalized skins and muscular fibres. in Elizabeth's place I should have felt And then, it said it was refined women positively melancholy. It was bad who used it. When Elizabeth saw me
looking like the dawn she would be wild keen about lending it to me, either; but I