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ff fr- The Phantom of the Opera BY GASTON LEROUX CHAPTER IX. F«)|tG»rr THE NAME OF THE MAN'8 VOICE, The day bc-forv Christine "had van his eyi's n\ ' W ho to il you'.'" "You yourself!" "Hov/ do you nifanV" "By pityinfc him the other nitcht, ishi'd btfore his eyis in u sort of | the night of the masked ball. When dazz.ement that .sti'.l made him doubtjyou went to your dressinR-room, did the evidence of his senses, M. le Vi- you not say, 'Poor ^k?' Well, comtc- de Chaifny called to inquire at Christine, there was a poor Raoul who \ Mamma Valerius'. He came upon a overheard you." charniinjf picture. Christine herself | "This is the second time that you' was si-ated by the bedside of the old ' have listened behind the door, M. de lady, who was sitting up aftainst thejChaRnyl pillows, knitting. The pink and white had returned to the younjf g\r\'s cheeks. The dark rinifs round her eyes had disappeared. Raoul no long- er recognized the tragic face of the day before. "Well, M. de Chagny," exclaimed Mamma Valerius, "don't you know our Christine? Her good genius has sent her back to us!" "Mamma!" the girl broke in promptly, while a deep blu.sh mantled "I was not behind the door ... I was in the dressing-room, in the inner room, mademoiselle." "Oh, unhappy man!" moaned the girl, showing every sign of unspeak- able terror. "Unhappy man! Do you want to be killed?" "Perhaps." Raoul uttered this "perhaps" with so much love and despair in his voice that Christine could not keep back a sob. She took hi.s hands and looked at Next King of Norway. The twenty-two-year-olJ Crown Prince Oluf of Norway, whom rumor has it will eoou wed Princess Astrld, a nieee of King Gustav of Sweden. He is a broad chouldered, clear-eyed young man, who has been too busy getting an education to figure yet in the world's politics. - He ha^ had both navy and army training and studied to her eyes. "I thought, mamma, that ! him with all the pure affection of | '" '!f."!°' *^*°'',?^f' ..^l'?'!''' '^"f''*"^- there was to be no more question ofiwhich she was capable: that! . . . You know there is no such thing as the Angel of Mueic!" "But, child, ho gave you lessons for three month.s!" "Mamma, I have promised to ex- plain everything to you one of these 'Raoul," she said, "forget the man's voice and do not even remember its name . . . Y'ou must never try to fa- thom the mystery of the man's voice." "Is the mystery .so very terrible?" "There is no more awful mystery days. She had left at five o'clock the day before. Raoul was distracted. He hated _ _^ _^ Mamma Valerius for giviTig him such days; aiul I hope to do so . . but you on this earth. Swear to me that you ' news as that with such stupefying have promised me, until that day, to Will make no attempt to find out," she j calmness. He tried to sound her, f -* be silent and to ask mo no more ques- j insisted. "Swear to me that you will I the old lady obviously knew nothi It wi:i be recalled that hi.s mother Is Priucesa Maud of England. but ng. never come to my dres.sing-room, un- j Christine returned on the fo.lowing les« I .send for you." [day. She returned in triumph. She "Th«»n you promise to send for me renewed her extraordinary success of sometimes, Christine?" "I promise." "When?" "To-morrow." the gala performance. Since the ad- venture of the "toad," Carlotta had not been able to appear on the stage. The ttrror of a fresh "co-ack" filled tions whatever!' "Provided that you promised never to leave roe again! But have you promised that, Christine?" Christine was silent and Raoul re- sumed. "That is what you must promi.se, Christine. It is the only thing that can reassure your mother and me. We will undertake not to ask you a single question. about the past, if you prom- ise us to remain under our protection in future." "That *Ss an undertaking which I have not asked of you and a promise which I refuse to make you!" said the young ^irl haughtily. "I am mis- tress of my own actions, M. de Chagny: you have no right to control ,. , ,. ^, ,, , -.. , , ^ ^ , - --- them, and I beg you to desist hence- '""^ *" """• S"^ talked to him of the her plain gold hing. A distant voice - â-  â-  - - plans which he was forming, of his ! whispered in the young man's ear forth. As to what I have done during the last fortnight, there is only one man in the world who has the right to demand an account of me: my hus- band! Well, I have no husband and I never mean to marry!" She threw out her hands to empha- size her Words and Raoul turned pale, ''"ch serious things?" he asked. "Per not only becnu.sc of the words which | hap.'f we shall never see each other he had heard, but because he hadl'^K"'"' ' '^"«y die during that expe- "Then I swear to do as you ask." ( her heart and deprived her of all her He kissed her hands and went away, 1 power of singing; and the theatre cursing Erik and resolving to be pa-; that had witnessed her incomprehens- tlent. ible disgrace had become odious to her. She contrived to cancel her contract, chaptf:r X. ABOVE THE TRAP DOORS The next day, he saw her at the Daae was offered the vacant place for the time. She received thunders of applause in the Juive. The viscount, who, of course, was present, was the only one to suffer on Opera. She was still wearing the, hearing the thousand echoes of this plain gold ring. She was gentle and fresh triumph; for Christine still wore caught sight of a plain gold ring on Christine's finger. "You have no husband and yet you wear a wedding-ring." He tried to .seize her hand, but she swiftly drew it back. "That's a present!" she said, blush- ing once more and vainly striving to hide her embarrassment. "Christine! As you have no hu.s- liand, that ring can only have been given by one who hopes to make you his wife! Why deceive us further? Why torture me still more? That I future, of his career. | "ghe is wearing the ring again to- Ho told her that the date of the night ; and you did not give it to her. , Polar expedition had been put for- j She gave her soul to-night and did not! ward and that he would leave France ' give it to you. ... If she will not • in three weeks, or a month at latest. ; tell you what she has been doing the ! "How can you speak so lightly of j past two days ... you must go and! ' ' "" ask Erik!" | He ran behind the scenes and placed | himself in her way. She saw him, for j her eyes were looking forjiim. She said: - i "Quick! Quick! . . . Comfe!" And she dragged him to her dress- 1 ing-room. Raoul at once threw himself on hi â- . knees before her. He swore to her that hr- would go and he entreated her, never again to withliold a single hour of ideal happiness which she had promised him. She let her toar.s flow. : They kissed like a despairing brother and sister who have been smitten with a common loss and who meet to mourn Fun in the Home. A perfectly normal child cannot help expressing in its face joy and gladnesA becau.<ie it plays such a tre- I mendous part in the life. It is cruel 1 and wicked te suppresA this fun-loving I instinct in children and not to encour- age its development. I once heard a littl« boy ask an- other if he could go over to his house and play. He 6aid, "I daresn't play at home. Mother won't allow it," Think, what a deplorable thing it Is' for a child to be reared with the idea j that he cannot play or frolic in his ' j own home! Can anything be more de-j i structive to that love of home which I every child should have? I used to 1 know a mother who was so painfuUy i neat and orderly that she would never ! allow her children to play in the house j for fear they would disarrange thinga : or make a disturbance. They had to ! go out to the woodshed or out of doors : i to play; and they looked as thougb' they were afraid to breathe in the' house. They were sad, serious little I cjeatures, who never had much of any] ^ childhood. They wore always little grown-ups, â€" prim, precise, constrain- , ed of manner. j The very presence of this dominant, ' fun-loving passion in children shows what a tremendous part the Creator ! intended it to play in the whole life. j Yet how often is it discouraged in the I home ! I If this irrepressible longing for am- I usement, for rollicking fun in young ! people were more fully met in the : home it would not be so difficult to keep the boy and girl under the par- ' ental roof. There Is nothing like a ! I happy, cheerful home. It keeps chil- I dren off the streets, it discourages vice \ I and all that is morbid. Happiness' I shoi^ld begin in the home. i Most homes are far too serious. ' Why not let the boys and girls dance,; frolic and play to their heart's con- tent? Why not resolve now that they shall at least be just as happy as you ! can make them while at home, so that ' in later years they can look back upon I their childhood home as the dearest ' sweetest spot on earth ; to always think. of home with pleasant memories, cherished to the end of life! The home joy is the greatest power' for good in the world. Half the misery in the world would be avoided if people would make a I business of having plenty of fun in j the home, instead of running every- where else in search of it. FUVVER' dition." "Or 1," she said simply. She no longer smiled or jested. She seemed to be thinking of some new thing that had entered her mind for the first time. Her eyes were all aglow with it. "What are you thinking of, Chris- tine?" "I am thinking that we shall not ste each other again . . ." "And does that make you so ra- diant?" "And that, in a month, we shall ring is a promi.se; and that promise have to say good-bye for ever!" „ dead parent, has been accepted!" I "Unless, Christine, we pledge our Suddenly, she .sn "That's what I said!" exclaimed the! f^'th »"d wait for each other for " old lady. lever." . --â€" ' "And what did she answer, ma-' She put her hand on his mouth, dame?" I "Hush, Raoul! . . . You know there "What I ihose," said Christine, '•â- * "o question of that . . . And we driven to exasperation. "Don't you ! shall never be married: that is under- think, monsieur, that this cross- stood!" examination has last2d long enough?! •'^he .seeme<l suddenly almost unable As far as i am <-oncemed . . ." U" contain an overpowering gaiety. Raoul was afraid to let her finish ' She clapped her hands with childish her speech. He interrupted her: , K-ee- Raoul stared at litr in amaze- "1 iK'g your pardon for speaking as"i^nt. I did. mademoiselle. You know the "But . . . but," she continued, hold- good intentions that make me meddle, ' '"»? ""t her two hands to Raoul, or just now. in matters wihch. you no i lather giving them to him, as though doubt think, have nothing to do withl^he had suddenly resolved to make hira^ me. But allow me to tell you what " present of them, "but if we can not I have seenâ€" and I have seen more ' B<-'' married, we can . . . we can be than you suspect, Christine- or what j •*"K"B*'<* • Nolwdy will know but our- I thought 1 saw, for, to tell vou the I selves, Raoul. There have been plenty truth, I have sometimes been inclined "^ s<>cret marriagi-s: why not a secret to doubt the evidence of my eye.s." "Well, what did you see, sir, or think you saw?" "I saw your ccstacy at the sound of the voice, Christine: the voice that came from the wall or the next room engagement? . . . We are engaged, dear, for a month! In a month, you will go away, and 1 can be happy at the thought of that month all my life long!" .She was enchanted with her inspira atched herself from the young man's soft and timid em- brace, seemed-to listen to .something, and, with a quick gesture, pointed to the door. When he was on the thresh- old, she said, in so low a voice that the viscount gue:-s(d rather than heard her words: "To-morrow, my dear betrothed! And be happy, Raoul: I sanj; fof you to-night!" (To Im? continued.) The Seasons. Moonlight and mimosa, A berceuse and a dream. Springtime In a bird's nest, And .sunlight in a stream. Garlands of rei! r.imblers. A high wall and a well. Summer in the .silence m Of things loo deep to tell! THE VERY IMPORTANT HOME DRESS. Adhering to the straight^line sil- houette, and closing at the centre front under a narrow box-plait, this model would be very trim for wear- ing around the house. 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Two things at least thieves will not steal â€" your character and the car you cannot get insurance on. A man got a tire M^ai smiles at mllee and now is complaining becauee It burst out laughing. A 1926 Model, Too. Mary â€" "'Why do you call j-our car, 'Flapper,' " Elmer â€" "Streamline body, swell paint Job. quick pick-up, all kinds of speed, keeps me broke, warms up quick, and is always reedy to go." . Motor Sense Is the Sixth Sense. Bttt, alae, thousands of people hold a drivers' McecBe and a marriage li«en«e who haven't a grain of it. Epitaph. V The roads were rough, « The curves were sharp. ' And that la why He plays a harp. "Do you know why they have quit puttln home on Forde?" "No, why?" , t "Because they look too much like. ' the devil anyway." • What is a poor fellow to do when the banks give good advice in one column of ads and the auto dealers: give It In another? to yours . . . yes, your ecstasy! And i I'Of- Then she Ix^came serious again. that is what makes me alarmed on I "Thi.s," she said, "is a happiness your behalf. You .are under a very j that will harm no one." dangerous spell. And yet it .seems I Raoul jumped at the idea. He that you an- aware of the imposture, bowed to Christine and said: because you say to-day that there is' "Mademoiselle, I have the honor to no Angel of Music! In that case, i ai'k for your hand." Christine, whv did you follow him I "Why, you have both of them al- thai time? Why did you stand up. !'"eady. "'Y <•"»'â-  betrothed! . . . Oh, with radiant features, a.s though you : R«ou'. how happy we shall l>e! . . . were really hvaring angels? ... Ah, 1 We must play at being engaged all it is a very diingcrou" voice, Chri.stiiie, ' day long." for I myself, when I hciird it, was sol It was the prettiest game in the much fascinated by it that you van- world, and they enjoyed it like the Ished ix'fore my cyvs without my .see- U'hildren that they were. Oh, the ing which way you passid! Christine, ! wonderful speeches they made to each Christine, in the name of Heaven, in (other and the eternal vows they ex- the name of your fattier who is in changed! They played at hearts j,s ; •'•"Ki""" Heaven now .ind who loved you so I other children might play at hall;;" dearly and who loved me too. Chris- ' o"I.V. as it was leally their two hearts tine, teM us. tell your l»enefactresK that they flung to and fro. they had and me, to whom dix-s that voice he- ' to be very, very handy to catch thenri. long? If you do. we will save you in each time, without hurting them. spile of yourself. Come, Christine. I One day, about a week after tlie the name of the man! The name of game began, Raoul's h.'uit was badly the VTi.n who had the audacity to put j hurt and he stopped playing and ut- a ring on your finger!" ' tered the«s wild words: "M. de Chagny," the girl deelared ! "T shan't go to the North Pole!", coldly, "you shall never know." j Christine, who, in her innocence, Wh« n a man," continued Raoul,; had not dreamed of such a poa<;ibility. Apples in an orchard Between the brown leaves lost. .\<itumn reaping rubies With fingers of white frcxst. Moonlight in December, \ ber<'euse and a dream. Moonlight, garlands, rubies. "A dream within a dream." â€" Katherinu AI. Hatch. Spray Bullets Like Water. A machine gun mounlInK for alr- plaua><. which spraya bullets as a sprinkling iiozzlo of a ho^e sprays watci'. is the newest war invention in "adopl.s 'uch romantic nuHhods to en tire a young girl's affertiuns I suddenly discovered the danger of the {game and reproached her.self bitterly. "The man must l»e either a villain.: She did not say » word in reply to or the girl a fool: is that ifj" i Raoul's remark and went straight "^)ri^tfne!•' ; home. "Raoui, why do you condemn a man: Thiii happened in the afternoon, in whoni you have never seen, whom no the singer's dressing-rooni. where they one knows and aiwut whom you your- met every day and where they amu.sed »elf know nothing?" themselves by dining on three biscuits, "Yes, Christine . . . Yes. I at two glasses of port and a bunch of least know thp name that you thoiurht (o keeji from me for ever . . . The name of your Angel of Music, made- moiselle, is Erik!" Christine at once l»etiayed her.fjelf. fh? t.irned as white ^s a sheet and atatjintP'-^U: violetf. In the evening, she did not sing; and he did not receive his usual letter, though they had arranged to write to eacn other daily during th^t month. The next morning, he ran off to Mamma Valerius, who told \Am that Christine had gone away for two^quentum theory. Major M. 3. Bochm who lias been re-elected president of the United Knipiip I.ioya!ists' Asi-ocia- tion of Canada. The Importance of Educating the Child in Music Few are the parents who realise that piano playing is only one phase of a child's musical education. Song singing, ear training and rhythmic expression form the groundwork for success in future music les.sons. All this is suitable work that can he taken in our elementary .schools, and, if the public demands it, it can be given. The present time is very opportune for all who are interested in the growth of good music in Canada, ^nA for all parents who wish their chil- dren to have music placed in an im- portant position in the school currilu- lum, for it must bo remembered that, Dpart fiom its value as an education*! factor, it can give the children some- i thing that no other subject can give. The best thought, all the finest ef- fort that men are making in education â€" and in other spheres, too â€" lead in the direction of the child, the young ' child. It is for him that reforms are i planned and carried into execution; it ' is for him that philanthropists, and 1 even party politicians, show a solicita- tion unparalleled in the history of the world. .And it is to the child that our te:i;'h?r.s have begun to see that they nnr<t direct their most careful and ( a-nrst thoughts. It is characteri.Uic of the notable av.'akening that has taken p ac2 within the last few yeiirs in conoiiclion with musical education that our" Teachers are nmking very real sacrifices to equip them.'wlves more thoroughly for thi> benefit of the young people. If the child's latent aural and rhythmic faculties are not wisely cul- tivated at an early age, the difflcultie.<i in 'the way of real musical perceptirfh i'lcrease in geometrical progression as h::- pas.ses through adolescence to adult life. The Biggest Job of Life. I Kffie was a girl i ~our office, very ' efficient, always making herself ac- I (juainted with new work. As changes : occurred Effie went from one place to ! another and always made good, be- ; cause she was prepared. Finally she j left us with a happy smile on her face I and a gold band on her finger, for a j job with which we had nothing to compete. In less than a year I heard Effie had a baby And here comes the point of my story; the efficient Effie was absolutely unprepared for -this newest and most important job of all. She was scared pallid with the respon- sibility and didn't know a thing to do. There are few more pathetic ob- jects in life than young folks who have suddenly ceased from being boy and girl to become father and mother. They don't know what to do. How should they? Our systems of educa- 1 tion have no course of study for such responsibilities. A little bit of physi- j ology, a trifle about hygiene, and that is all. The public schools teach no- : thing, not even the high schools. I Where is a girl to get this needed ! training? I Teach it in the homel That is the : mandate. But who will teach it in the I home? The mothers and grandmothers ; who.se Ideas have been painfully ac- quired from a mass of misrinforma- ' tion and superstition? Very well. ' They have discarded the worst of the I stuff and have clung to the beet, we will suppose. But that would not be , considered very sane instruction in any other important subject. And how ' about the girls whose mothers and grandmothers have no gift for teach- j Ing, and have suffered many things \ themselves have reached the conclu- ; sion that their girls must do likewise. . And the young fathers: who instructs I them? I'm not solving this problem; mere- I ly presenting it for you to think about. ; With our present social ideas I fee reason.s why the public sohix>'.s can j only give thj first steps; our high schools might go further; our colleges , might well teach all they know. 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