-1)‘, 1932 i- matter seriously in hand lir.{,,,.,. my eat step forward can he made. With organized feminine opinion culling V l’["—t9‘" thing“. fivieni-e viill wurk rcler and accumplisli miire than it ‘army has, But in the end the real work ii. taking advantage of such ar(-nmplisli- >nts will rest with the Wnmunhorigl m‘ e civilized world. ‘When Chriat healed the sick he Sttltl: ‘o and «in no mnre.“ Modern ricionce, pointing out the ways and l"nf'2|l’IE ierehy woman may overcome the I‘ll5 that beset her physiolnglral do»:- . _ y. says as unmistakably: "Go and sin more. You women, like sheep. have so“ velvet’ Uldene flfitrny and have yearned after fal-. G ,l’» I t)I|(‘ rlny iilie fell in there with a t‘l¢’2|l'- wl, P:|l‘l|E5‘if, rather rliill iintl iiiiimni.:ina- il 1 n _\iiiini.z wtinian and her (‘l\ll(l. There E,\ c, nothing rlraniatir almiit the way she flinrl nut that they were iltlllfl Ilii_viit rlay he reliiriied. Anrl went. rill‘ dnwri ~ shrire to he alone. He f(IIlT‘l(l her there the early twilight when he came iking for her. He put hm hnntl beneath Your hair color nIl\l ll‘ comb this famous clear‘, V ' through li:. Gray strtxil;-i i * color camel: black, broivrii “ Leaves hair soft, lustrous" waved. Countless women n » ‘O1’ gray streaks in liziir or I‘ fullvlfzcd bottle from clrlliil" nclg guarantee. Or f.r.;'%[ ii I Ten it l7lIElZ~wu Ruxul I""’iii PI Io.'I'i-yiinnginirioiiiciiimiiiw Illlllflrll. JIIltInnllcuu)V""‘ "' \ '‘‘“ T. GOLl,l\l‘ B2llGr.7lIlmun Dll.lK- '~* ' ' Ngiiiii. CANADIAN HUM!‘ thiit, recognizing it. you move forward in nrie body towards the proper performance of that high calling upon which alone depends the future of the race." I am sorry I cannot and this article upon that note. But I hear the protest of angry women readers: “Are we nntliing hut baby-machines?" "He ought to have a baby or two and see how he likes it!" "I \\’l'lll a man could have ii biaby—it'd he the last l" 0 woman~womanl O hlind, hemu.-and woman! Baby machines? Is it iziven to man in all his lordlinxxxa to be a baby-machine and produce a Christ, a Socrnt, :1 Joan of Arc, an Einstein? Are all the automobile Inctorim at work in this world of more value to the human race that one rzinizlo womb that can bring fnrth a psixilm» making Hebrew king or a play-writing hard out of Striitfnrtl? 0 blind, bemused womanl MODERN GIRL from page12 her elbow and they went off along the nater's edge until they had ]Jf|R‘l9fI a sliiiiilder of the dime and had mme tn a place where there was nothing but a little anchored (wiring heat and the gulls: and pelieana. They faced each other in the fading light. "Yiiu liaven't clianzed, have you?" he said at once. “You—you‘re going on’! Ilriviniz her COITIO hasn't made any difference has it?" She made her eyes meet his resolutely, but her heart shock in her breast. She threw out her hanrln in a wide gesture. "It'si made rill the difl’erenr‘e—i‘lianged everything wooing her v kiiriwinz hriw lTI|l\"l1 ynu are to her. If I take you away, I'll be taking her life There wim't he anytliing left You're all she ha.-4. All she’: ever had. Am] I ran'tl I tliriuglit I (‘fllll(I even when I mime riff (lnwn here. Tlut I r*2in'l." lle rllil not. npealt, and fur J1 mriirient tlinrr- \v:i.< rin other .-round but the quiet rhyl hm rif tllf‘ iviivs-3 slapping against the little IIl'lr'lIDl'EfI boat. “I ouizlit to he nlrring enough to rlvi it," she said. “I don't know why I'm nut. I tlimiglit I'd be striirii: enough for any- Ihiniz have the miirage—if I ever loved nnyrine as I as I love you. But I'm not, Nrit everi~ she rlrriprierl her hand and liiiiiicl liis—“nu—g/nil r'