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If name! P. Booker had not been l! W" llllbvlifllll. Ia well ss a very Wnelthy man‘ in the United States. ‘I'll could never have made the

priority’ flight from that country W B11090 by Clubber. and then without delay have been brought on by air-liner to land "Somewhere in Ensland" the week before cnrlst. mas. But Daniel was not only im- portant. he had s way o: getting whet he wanted. which fact lies at the root of this story.

'l'hus it happened that Daniel P. Booker. having sent his wife end daughter to Flordia, was looking again for the first time on the land of his birth, after more than forty years of absence. The “' u i oi what he hsd achieved in the time filled him with self satisfaction.

When he left his native land he had been no more than a weedy, penniless seventeen-year-old cock- Hey. born and nurtured in a Lon- don east-end district bordering docklend. Ambition had suddenly persuaded him to use that same dockland to slip aboard a ship and 8W9? to sea.

And now here he was, back 688.111, having achieved much o! what he had dreamed in those dnye- A proud moment for him, and "l8 Drouder because he, was a Lon- doner by orlsln. He had been re- minding his friends of that fact "FY ffeilllelllly 1h the last few miarviths.

thin an hour after no had taken his west-end hotel suite, Daniel P. Booker had begun to "W Iflndonn tubing wounds. In one sense it was a more saddenlng experience than he had imagined, but he went on with it.

He had come here to see these sights, feeling that perhaps-with too great awareness of his veers- "ll! might be lliS lflSb chance. He had felt the urge to 100:: back on those youthful days of his, and the scenes 0f "will. ‘ll’! (‘nys when he 2nd been Inn 30.4w;- qf In,"

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,.. _ i3 t preached. 111 '1" hubris: werrgnsompe sticks efeelely- shyly she held them ollt- A8 the wee?‘ dtook them their finite" ue e . , “Your sprout; look healthy.’ M"- Binclsir esid. n "They're dome very Well- ,, “Mine haven't come to snythlns-n "You must let me give Y0“ 90m‘?- Mrs Brunt's toe stubbed at a weed. Thankfully she stopped W root it out. sue did not feel lg" happy about meeting her net! - hour's eyes. "You're spending Christmas do?

with us?" ms. Sinclair inanlrvd hesltatlngly. Her fingers uldklllll at Emmi"

weed, Mrs. Brunts replied, "Why- yes. I should like to."

From the other side of the fcncv. the words came slowly. butuwtth a ring of sincerity in them. Crhsst- mas Day wouldn't seem the 581116 without you. Come to dinner. as “stirs. Brunt did not raise her (‘W-l- She couldn't. She was ervlns. softly. ridiculously, because the was k114-

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“W” be Sn llllzenily seekinz so will?" address: and he added: ° flvbt- 1f you take a taxi. the driverll find 'here vou want to 89- Or anyhow what's left of m» I Blut Dan Booker was taking no ax. lie wanted to feel his lent on the sidewalks ("nAveme-Ws’ you call irhim “Wt of m- o‘d London hc'd lgOlll-‘Vfl forlv odd years 91cc, the ans“? °1 h°'5“'h"5‘~‘$ nlld arowlers he éuilgs- fllld "'° stint-ed ‘mt gay. B d poor. Rut the horse had gone out of fashion in n motorised 889. and it was a motor bug W315}, on the first dav of Chvfstmns u, k, dropped h‘m in thct mnin east-end thorough-fave wh‘ch he imfynne, ow recog ‘s-“i e ' near his ell-l u-omne once as being He had thought it e W031i, f,‘ street in those days. all oplasbnld with shops and lit with vyv-lighfg and there bed been street-bq-ro,.ys_ and folks hawking things in the Butters. and there had been a.

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music-hall. and two corner buos_. "The Bunch of Grapes" and "The Lupus." It was outside the last that Dan Booker found himse this

morning, lookin puzzled, disill oned eyes. es all the sanw, yet s so

of ‘The Lupus." imp which he had stepped, eslng that enquiry here might he p him find his old home easily, if still any remained of it. But the landlord, like the moder- nised "Lupus," was new to the neighbourhood. He had none of Dan Becker's sentiment in his soul.

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ing betweenf. And what time ain't changed, Jerry's done his best lo give a regular knock-out blow to! I have heard say Bailey's Yards though

ing about eight minutes walk away. and me not having much time on my hands, so to speak. . . ."

Dan Booker, impatient and ho- glnmng to feel a sense of utter loneliness. turned away. He swung round to leave. when a bony hand was laid on his arm. and s rich, fruity Cockney voice interrupted his thoughts apologetlcally.

"Begging your pardon, mister, but you was speaking about Dog- berry-lane and Bailey's Yard, off Lower. Lupus-street, as having know’d it some forty years gone! I was a kid myself then, and not been nonliere else much since. I've a tit of a business in what: Jerry's left of the Yard, letting out street-barrows and keepina a horse and van or two, and-Al voufre wanting me to show you the way- y0u're welcome, mister. Joe Meeks' me name—"

"Joe Meeks" Dan Booker's eyes looked searchingiy into the man's face. Then all that sense of loneli- ness fcll from him as he went on: “Then you lememb me-Dan Becker, who used to live at the corner house where Lupus-street and the Yard Joined? Why, you and I, Joe. in the old days. . . "

"S‘w'clp me!" exclaimed me other, as if suddenlv beginning to see daylight, and thrusting out a horny-handed shake. "Bust me if I didn't reckon I knew you some'o'v.

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The thing seemed incredible to Dan, who had come to regard his Inndon years as another life. from which all his contemporaries hud vanished. But an hour spent in re- minisoitls had left no doubt that this was Joe Meeks, and Joe was

longer know him, nor he it. Even the very ruins of it had been clear- ed sway, and a gxea

up with rubble, marked where it had stood.

"rhis lot ‘ere," Joe Mocks ex- plained with an embracing gesture. “is what the Town ‘all blokes call Site 41."

And it was here, Dan Booker rc- minded himself, that-away back in New York-he had dreamed of catching again giinlPBes of his boy- hood bsckground. With a sinking heart, for the second time that day, he turned away with a sense of dis- appointment. Suddeniy Joe Meeks said to him, pointing a. hand:

"'II.iere's the old school, what you and me hated. missed that.

DUI. Jerry The kiddies are iust comin out-see? They ought to be ’vacua d. but they ain't. Why? Oh, well, us Cockneys don't like shifting and being arted. We belong here, You know he feeling, Dan, That's why you've come back.

"Some of us-wtth the wardens at the post near by-sre clubbing to- gether to work up a little ‘do’ for the kids lllls afternoon. Father Christmas and a few toys and the llkc—you know, the old gags. Ii You'd care to look in there—-."

And that was where Dan Booker suddenly realised how, after all, his New York dreams of Christmas spent here might really come true and be really worth while. I-Ie seiz- ed the llttie Cockney by an arm.

“Come on. Joe I've a hunch. Get busy!" he exclaimed. his eyes rhin- illlf bright, and his voice sounding suddenly tremendously vigorous. ‘This is going t0 be more than 3, little ‘do.’ I'm going to do my duty by my home town, Joe. I'm going to see those kiddies get a Christmas to remember me by. Where's the stores hereabouts? Can you get a truck-or leastways that van of Yflllls? We'll buy toys and candles and good things kiddies like. and a Santa Claus rig for me, and fix up music and everything to make u Teal bill ‘do’ 0f it." Joe explained that things weren't as easy as ‘hey used to be. Shrms were very short, But Dan said he W35 a gin-getter, and he'd find 'em_

Th9!’ WllS illd°ECl a mfimgvjiibie Cllfisilws E“ in the old school that fldlOlPs Site 41. where lnvrer Lupus-street ha" nnce turned into "anew-i Yllld- T?" 23v Christmas GBOOYHUOHS. the Christmas carols on a gramophone de iuxe. vihi/gh never for a moment drowned [he "fill exalted voices 0t‘ scores of kYClfllGS in best clothes and paper CW5. Slllllle at trestle tables. with the wardens and helpers bivzing this wav and that, made. tn Den, in a red Father Christmas robe and an unforgettable scene.

Dan Booker was hot and happy wenrmg a Father Christmas benrrl whlnh, when the wardens and Joe Meeks called on him to make a mew: to the children. made his words sound husky and difficult to catch. or-was it perhaps the emo- tion that came from a very full and

_ overflowing heart?

"I hope you'll all remember this Christmas even when better times come back. And remember, too, this Father Christmas was glad and proud to come and bring you all the. toys and good things you like! tell you why? Because you're London girls and boys. There's boys and girls all round the world, from San Francisco to Slam, but there are no better kids on this earth than Inndon raises. I'm one myself." At this, his white whiskers slipped off as if to em- phasise the point. and the youngs- ters cheered wildly.

"Friday morning. sure, Joe." said Dan es they parted company that evening st the warden's post. We'll see what the guys at the Town Hall have to say about it. Maybe it's difficult to buy the land just now, but I've set my heart on buy- ing Site 4i for after the war . . . Booker Institute for Young People . . . You'll rst warden and manner. Fine ides. eh. . . Glad you like it. Joe. Goodnight to you -—and the same to you, Joe."

"The Booker Institute for Young People"-Dan murmured it to him- self most of the way to his hotel as his taxi nosed its way through the black-out. ‘But bv the time he reached his destination he had changed the title. He had added one word‘. It was now "The Ellen Booker Institute for Young People"

Ellen, he remembered, had been his mother's name. ‘met rnsde it right. "Deed risht," ssld Dan to himself. He " ‘t have said it to anyone else if there had been any- one to hear; because he felt queer in the throat. and it wasn't his old ‘enemy, catsrrh, that caused the

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eggs without bacon or th r without lightning. But if this be heresy, there are over 18,000 featured heretics flour- iahing on the Brome Lake Duck Farm at Kpowlton, Quebec Here, in the heart of the fertile rolling Eas- tern sownships, Canada's largest commercial duel farm sprawls tr- reguiarly over one hundred and fifty acres. horns of the Brome Lake duck, famous for its unusual flavor among generations of Cana- dians. And although the farm is bounded on three sides by war-ct, these arid members of the family Anatidas are bereft of its delights -e t u s beverage. tmn-fl-ie-back-on water attitude is not, of course, entirely voluntary. Lead them oo it and they probably wouldn't be allergic But that's laow they are bred and at Knowlwn, while some farms tn the United States bring up their flocks on water. And the friendly controversy between pro- ponents of the two basic methods is still raging. The Quebec farm has been successful on land and, in view of the tremendous expense that would be involved in a sudden ge-over. its owners lean quite naturally to the arid theory»

It is a sad commentary on our gustatory habits that the domestic dimklingu fate is sealed the mom- cnt it is hatched. For above each age group in the nurseries there are inscribed these dates: hatching, feed memes and-killing. A few of those forttmate enough to em- body all or most of the important requirements for breeders-health, body, size. shape and general con- formation, appearance, production, egg size and shape and shell stric- ture-tempcrniily escape this early doom only to lay eggs from which will hatch more duckllngs for the gourmeifs table.

There follows an examination of all eggs. 'I'l10se with cracks or rough or irregular shells are dis- egyded, the oiners placed in lXlCll- bators with a capacity of some 22,- 000 eggs. Twenty-eight days later, those begin to hatch. The ducklings are then set out in huge nurseries and transplanted, as it were. every few weeks as they grow and mature. Nine weeks, on the average, and they are ready for killing, plucking, washing, packing, shipping. _

Weight, flavor, and market-abil- ity are, of course, dependent to a great extent upon feeding, which cannot be done in haphazard fash- ion. The most rigid scientific prin- ciples are applied. From self-feed- ers the very young ducklings peck away at’, pellets, the ingredients of which include carotene, corn meal, ground barley, ground oats, wheat bran, alfalfa loaf meal, dried buttermilk, dried whey, meat scrap, fish meal, soy bean oil meal, shorts. wheat germ. cod liver oil. M11111"? oil. 1.5 per cent ground limestone (calcium carbonate) and .25 Del‘ cent iodlzed salt. After a few days. the growing duckling savers n se- cond type of feed. In the fifth week u-e diet is again changed end during the last ten days a fourth type fattens it for the slaughter. Breeders, which are segregated in o. ratio of five ducks to one drake, are fed a mash.

Prior to the war, many a gour- met in England, Trinidad. and other parts of the British Empire would serve nothing but Brome Lake duck. Since September, 1939,

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