o have made
their home in the Dominion.

The Handicrafts Guild is helping these girls to support themselves by
basketry, weaving, lace and bead making, pottery, and needlework
generally. Prizes are offered annually in the different centres for the
best work, and all articles submitted are afterwards placed on sale in
one of their work depositories. This association is doing a splendid
work, in that they are making the arts both honourable and profitable.

While this article has chiefly concerned itself with the domestic and
peaceful pursuits of our Canadian girls, it must not be forgotten that
in times of stress they have shown themselves to be heroines who have
always been equal to their occasions.

Our favourite heroine is, perhaps, Madeleine de Vercheres, who, in the
early days when the Indians were an ever-present menace to the settlers
on the St. Lawrence River, successfully defended her father's seignory
against a band of savage Iroquois.

Her father had left an old man of eighty, two soldiers, and Madeleine
and her two little brothers to guard the fort during his absence in
Quebec.

[Sidenote: A Girl Captain]

One day a host of Indians attacked them so suddenly they had hardly time
to barricade the windows and doors. The fight was so fierce the soldiers
considered it useless to continue it, but Madeleine ordered them to
their posts, and for a week, night and day, kept them there. She taught
her little brothers how to load and fire the guns so rapidly that the
Indians were deceived and thought the fort well garrisoned.

When a reinforcement came to her relief, it was a terribly exhausted
little girl that stepped out to welcome them at the head of the
defenders--Captain Madeleine Vercheres, aged fourteen!

Yes, we like to tell this story of Madeleine over and over.

We like to paint pictures of her, too, and to mould her figure in
bronze; for we know right well that she is a type of the strong, brave,
resourceful lassies who in all ranks of our national life, may ever be
counted upon to stand to their posts, be the end what it may.

Gentlemen, hats off! The Canadian girl!

[Sidenote: Evelyne resented the summons to rejoin her father in New
Zealand. Yet she came to see that the call to service was a call to true
happiness.]

"Such a Treasure!"

BY

EILEEN O'CONNELL

"Evelyne, come to my room before you go to your singing lesson. I have
had a most important letter from your father; the New