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that are no use to anyone, now, do I? We’d be out of business in no time if I did.” However, he added, in an attempt to smooth waters that were clearly roiling, his intention was that their three lovely daughters could and would be as happy as he could make them. He would make sure of it. All three were attractive and bright, and they would marry well. “Therefore,” he said—holding up his hand to stop the objections about to burst from his wife’s lips about daughters not being crates of nails or screws—“they do not need to go to university .” The wiser choice was spending the money sending Reginald to study law, and then perhaps the other sons—excepting Melville, of course—should they evince a desire to do other than continue in the business with him, which he hoped Farley would do, and perhaps little Jimmy too, later on. Melville would always have employment stocking the shelves, sweeping and generally helping out.Meanwhile, Reginald had had a good year and the girls could get one or two extra new dresses each, and more new shoes, and the sorts of gewgaws girls liked.
    Georgie was angry and the air was cooler in the house for many months. But Reginald did not budge, and after graduating high school Opal went to work as a secretary at Mr. Tupper’s law firm. She did not want to be the cause of discord between her parents; she was more inclined to peacemaking than trouble-making, and stifled her disappointment. “It’s all right,” she told her mother. “I like working there.”
    â€œIt is not all right,” retorted Georgie.
    When Lillie graduated from high school, Georgie asked her husband again. There was a warning in her voice along with the question. Reginald said no again. But after an abundance of thinly veiled threats from his normally warm and loving Georgie, and an atmosphere of considerable coolness that showed no sign of dissipating, supplemented by pleading by Opal on her sister’s behalf, he finally relented enough to say that Lillie could go if the money did not come from him. So Georgie contributed, and Opal provided the balance from her salary.
    What was turning out to be the frosting on the cake for Opal was that Lillie was far more socially than academically inclined. She did not like being the so-called lucky one, and she wriggled out from under the mantle of a crusader for “women’s rights” whenever she could. She cut classes, slept in, forgot to study, and flirted. If she eventually scraped through with a degree, it would be a miracle. Tiny seeds of resentment were sown in Opal each time she witnessed Lillie’s lack of appreciation for all that was being done for her. Still, she was the perfect sister to have aroundwhen there was a wedding—she was funny, and lively, and had such good ideas when it came to the parties.
    China Shower for Bride-to-Be
    Miss Opal Elizabeth King, a bride of early June, was the recipient of many pretty bits of china at a shower given in her honour this afternoon. A large basket was attractively trimmed with white ribbons, and the parcels wrapped in tissue paper were placed therein. The unwrapping, with the reading of messages from Miss King’s many girl friends, formed an interesting part of the afternoon’s entertainment. The reception room was decorated with yellow tulips. The hostess wore a gown of black charmeuse with silk net tunic, the bodice of variegated chiffon. Miss King was wearing a smart costume of rose satin, with white ninon sleeves, and collar prettily trimmed with French embroidery. In the tea room the table was centred with red tulips. Mrs. Harry Johnson poured tea. Miss Lillie King cut the ices. Assisting were Misses Leta and Myrtle White, and Miss Pearl King.

    Opal suspected that Mac’s home life and growing-up years in Scotland hadn’t been the happiest, but he was close-mouthed about his family. He had told her the