SIDNEY AND ISLANDS REVIEW, SIDNEY, B.C., FRIDAY, JULY 25, 1913 7 R. G. R. Mackenzie a Barrister at Law and Solicitor Notary Public, Ete. ae “Cable Address, ““Mack.”” 3 Sidney - - - B. C. G.A.GIBSON .™@ BOOT AND SHOE REPAIRING Beacon Avenue Sidney B. €. Near the New Bank Building Lowest prices compatible with good We employ skilled help and warrant satisfaction. Look For the Red Boot Sign ‘work and best material. David Craig Horseshoeing and General Blacksmithing Estimates given for every description of blacksmith- ing and wagon work. €ord wood beach wood, etc., cut into stove lengths at moderate prices. SIDNEY - - ce 13a SIDNEY BOARDING : HOUSE : For Furnished Rooms and : Board. Good Meals for 25c. eS TENDERS Tenders wanted for the purchase of all standing hay on Pier Island. ‘ J. S. HARVEY, ei Knapp Island. Camp Tea Gardens Union Bay Main Road Corner of Indian Reserve Afternoon Tea 25c - MISS R. A. SIMISTER Teacher of Music 1 Phone 43 Terms on Application LAND ACT FORM OF NOTICE = VICTORIA LAND DISTRICT DISTRICT OF SAANICH TAKE NOTICE that ROBERT GREIG KENNEDY, of Saanich, in the Province of British Columbia, a Civil Engineer, intends to apply for permission to lease the following described land: Commencing at a post planted on the northwest corner of Lot Eight (8), of Block Seventy-three (73), as shown upon a plan of Sections Seventeen (17) and Highteen (18), Range Three (3) West, North Saanich, deposited in the Land Registry office at the City of Victoria, in the Province of British Columbia, and numbered 1151; thence southwesterly at tight angles to the shore line ten chains; thence southeasterly two hundred feet . parallel to the said shore line; thence = northeasterly to the southwest corner post of Lot Five (5) shown on the said plan; thence northwesterly following the said shore line to the point of commence- j ment and containing three acres more or less. Dated the ninth day of May, A.D.,1913. R. G. KENNEDY. W.F. U. Copeman, Name of Applicant 212 Jones Bldg., Victoria. —- 7 A BARGAIN IN HATS. What Happened to Madge’s Creation From Paris. (By Laura Owen.) Among the many that stepped from the elevator in a large department store were two young women deeply en- grossed in the discussion of hats, and with feminine acuteness viewing the brilliant display. As they walked slowly down the aisle between the cases of long flowing plumes and a vivid array of flowers, the younger woman sighed as her glance fell upon a neat black toque on a stand in front of them. “I wish I could afford to get a new hat,” she said. “Get a new hat!” exclaimed the other in surprise, “Why, Madge, that is a handsome one you have on.” “Yes, I suppose it is a Paris creation, or something equally expensive, but my aunt’s taste runs ahead of her judg- ment when she sends me things. Be- ing one of a large family of moderate means, I must wear the gifts she chooses to send,” answered Madge with a resigned sigh. “Something in hats?” queried a Smiling clerk as she followed the two down the aisle. While her friend was deep in the se- lection of a hat, Madge inspected the latest styles. She wandered idly over to a coun- ter on which stood a glaring sign, $20. Taking a small black velvet toque from its stand she turned it over and around, then with a sigh replaced it. Spying a mirror not far off she turned and again took the toque from the pedestal. “TH try it on for fun,” she said half aloud. Removing her hat, she looked about for a place to put it, and seeing no other convenient spot hung it on the stand just occupied by the velvet toque, and stepped to view herself in the new ereation. “There, mother, is the very hat I want,” exclaimed a pretty young lady, as she and her mother were passing through the millinery department. “It will go beautifully with this lavender dress. Tl put it on now and wear it to the matinee this afternoon, and you can take this old one home with you;” and she slipped the money into the hand of a new and insignificant girl elerk, then consciously made her way to the elevator. “Why, where is my hat?’ asked Madge as she looked around for some sign of it. “Have you seen it?” she demanded of the girl standing near. “I hung it on this stand while I tried on a hat.” ‘The girl grew white. is “Was that your hat?" she stam- mered. “Oh, I sold it.” “Sold it? Why, what shall I do?” and the tone was full of consterna- tion. “Wait a minute,” the clerk managed to say, and then she was lost behind the tiers of millinery. instructions to carry it by road to the In a few moments she reappeared followed by a pleasant-faced woman who bore the title of head saleslady. “T have been informed that your hat was sold by mistake,” she began. “I am very, very sorry. This is a new clerk, and she has not yet learned our goods. What kind of a hat was yours?” she added. “AS Jarge purple velvet trimmed in eream Satin roses and gold,” the new} clerk broke in, her eyes full of tears. It was decided that Madge should select a hat in place of hers, and she straightway chose a nobby turban. “This is the difference in price,” said the saleslady, as she handed her cus- tomer a bright ten-dollar coin. “Please do not say anything about this affair,’ she begged, “as both of us are apt to lose our places. As long as the other sale has not been recorded We can make this exchange without trouble.” “JT would not do anything to make it unpleasant for either of you,” said the young woman. Both clerks heaved a sigh of relief, which was echoed by Madge in her new hat. For a moment there was silence, then Madge, catching the humor of the situ- ation, broke into laughter. Though tears filled the eyes of the little clerk, & queer smile hung on her lips as she, too, began to realize the absurdity of it all. The head saleslady sighed when she realized the serious side, and hysteri- cally laughed at the narrow escape. “What 2 pretty little hat, Madge!” exclaimed the friend, as she came up wearing her new chapeau. “Do you like it?” Madge asked. “I am so glad you do, for it is mine,” she added, and she clutched her friend’s arm and excitedly related the details of the transaction. “Well, of all luck!" exclaimed the friend. “And I struck a bargain, too.” As the two young women made their Way out of the store, laughing over their recent experience, the new clerk and the head saleslady looked at each other with a mutual understanding of friendship, and no one else was wise to the bargain in hats. THE TELEPHONE GAME. (By Annie Miller Melicl.) My little girl, six years old, has in- vented what to me seems an ideal child’s game. She calls it “The Tele- phone Game,” and as it requires noth- ing but our mouths and brains it can be played when I am ill or busy with my mending and sewing. However, I ean see how later a paper and pencil will add to. its educational yalue in making figures, and, in time, in writ- ing. We simply call to each other from Toom to room or use the same room when it is more convenient. First I am the lady and she is the store, then she is the lady and I am the store. When I am the lady, and ordering, I ask the price of each article, and correct her when she gives prices ridiculously high or low, telling her what they ought to be. In fact I ask all sorts of questions as to my pur- chases, and she is rapidly getting an idea of the current prices of foods and clothing. When she calls me up I insist upon her speaking just as she would in a real telephone. She must ask first if she has the number she has called for, then give promptly her own name and address. Then she says she would like to have me “charge and send the fol- lowing order,” or send it C.O.D., as the case may be. Then she gives her order. I ask, for example how many yards she wants in each tablecloth; if the napkins must match; and how many pieces she wants in the new china set She is ordering; and I explain the dif- ferences. Sometimes we have “trouble” on the wire, and purposely I get her into all sorts of imaginary tight places, to see how she can get herself out of them. We use the different departments of the store until we have furnished the house, and sometimes thiS runs on for days. Then we supply the kitchen and pantry, while later we buy clothing and occasionally Christmas presents, always being careful to keep our prices in im- aginary buying down to what we can really afford, and lower. The times are Such that this is not a bad idea in it- self. She is fast learning the and polite use of the telephone as well as how to take care of herself in an intelligent emergency, while, at least, the current prices are beginning to take shape in her mind. We are sometimes discouraged over our daughters later in life, because of ignorance along these very lines, when it is often we mothers who are really to blame. We must teach them and we must begin early. Children have a great deal more intelligence than we give them credit for, and they might as well be absorbing something while along with their childish lay. WANTED. By man and wife, no children, position on fruit farm, or chicken ranch. Man is capable of taking charge, wifeis first class cook and housekeeper. Address, worth Reliable, 2637, Fernwood Rd., Victoria. i ROOF AND BARN’ PAINT ee ——— || — | ——— | | ———— | | THE STANELAND COMPANY, Ltd. FORT STREET, VICTORIA, B.C. A. L. WILSON BUILDER AND CONTRACTOR SIDNEY, B. C. I am prepared to assist you in choosing the style of your new home. A large number of designs always on hand and estimates cheerfully furnished. Dam a ae Try the Sidney Tailor :- | For all kinds of Men’s Furnishings, Dress Shirts, “Working Shirts, Woollen, Cotton and Silk Socks, Soft Collars, Wash Ties, and the prices are right. Pe Try us. EVANS, TAILOR “Stilenfit” Clothier. Berquist Block. G. Frith Smith GENERAL BUILDER and CONTRACTOR Sidney Saanichton Estimates furnished. PHOENIX LAGER DRAFT or BOTTLE AT SIDNEY HOTEL a a ae en