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T / / /Vi iC THE SYLVESTER r DIAMOND By BLANCHE ROBERTS Hoiirr ^luiirve aucceaafully sieaia tit* f«bulou»ly valuable Sjlveaior Dlainonr trom the iiauUba* ot a woman In a Los Ancnlea department «ior«. Hgr friend «M Oanburne. profeaalonal thltt, trlaa lo Sat II from bar but la prevented from oine ao when ha (eta In a fight with tb* man ahe lovea. Dan Orewaler, dlatrlct attornay. B|j« takes a plana for San Franctaco but It becomea loat In a fog and landa In the aea Juat off ahore. She la picked up. the lone aurvlvor, by a youni lawyer. Art Cnrey. w^io Uvea wltl) bla mother near by. She elvea them tha name Honey Roe, but that afternoon when *ie and Art cat the newapaper her real name la Hated among the vlttlma. CHAPTER vn (Continued from last week) " - ^Ji«r*-is- ii-S4>«>i n?.ar ^t^ere tliat I must get to right away. Will you drive me tlierc tonight- Please! It i« most urgent I was going to it when the plane crashed. 1 don't want to sta>. however." She did nut lower her eyes as he learched them for a clue to her reqncst. Then he smiled down at her. "<â- ){ course." Together, they ucnt forward to niitt Mrs. Riba. a dark and lovely woman much younger than Art's mother. "This is .Art's friend, Mrs. Riba," said Mrs. Carey and her eyes danc- ed with merriment that the neigh- bor did not see. ".Miss Roe. She is visiting us for a few days." "How nice to meet a friend of Art's," cooed -Mrs. Riba sweetly, her eyes alive witli animation. "I can see how pleased he is at having you here. Tliere is that love interest in his eyes." She wagged a teasing finger at Art. Honey felt color creep into her face at the woman's words, but she answered pleasantly: "1 am very glad to be here, Mrs. Riba." 'I'he woir.aii looked vauiiilv fa- r\V; .>«iiil sr*...:!%.±3t,'T.-il!i8] «!'---'Si,-Ji? ?J>\ p]' ill i"' '^^a- i 'i' nj !'â- â- â€¢â€¢ i'^ I i^ >?:m ' "'IfsA.'" •â- â- ..-3,/,'b,ii' ^''^-k*-^.-- 507 k?fc; A^ cvv\A.c\ V V UtA:« .<yu L .se \ our .sjiare lime and spaic pennies to Kood advantage! This square, quickly memorized is be- fimicr-casy crochet. Very useful. I'it that rich cloth or spread into your budget! Do a few of these squares a week. Palterii '07: cro- chet directions, Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS in coins (stamps cannot be ac- cepted) for tliis pattern to Ncedlc- uraft Dept., IS:: Eigliteentli St,, Kew "t'oronto, Out I'rint plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. miliar, but Honey could not place her, and it was disturbing to her peace of mind, .'^lie watched the woman from veiled eyes, wonde'-ing where she had seen her before, or it they had met. "We're driving up to San Fran cisco. Ma," said Art after a mo- ment. "1 tliink we'll leave now and cat a bite on the way." "Why not take my coat, dear, instead of your light one?" asked Mrs. Carey pointedly, and gave Honey a quick glance of warning. "It will just about fit you." "If you don't mind, 1 will. Mrs. Carey." responded Honey. In a few minutes they were on thcr way. Honey took a nice deep breath, and let it out in a long sigh. She felt like she had just escaped another near disaster. Art grinned in amusement. "Mrs. Riba is very friendly, but a bit on the curious, snooping side. If you had come out in Ma's coat she would have drawn all kinds of conclusions. The way it is. she probably thinks you didn't know it was so cold out here and neglected to bring a heavy one along. She'll try to get your life's history before she goes home. But Ma will stall her. She is awfully close about her own life, however." « . ♦ â-  » "She looks familiar, but 1 am sure I have never seen her before." "If she liad seen you, she would remember it," Honey changed the subject by saying: "Your mother is very nice. Art. I like her. And before 1 leave I will try to e.xiilain about my name and other things. I really hate lying. I have never done it before. But right now 1 can't talk." Many miles flew by before she said in a very still voice: "I want to go to an old ceme- tery. hrV "The ceni ." He closed his lips over the word he was about to re- peat, and Honey, watching him closely, saw him s(|uare his should- ers and lift his chin. "All rigtii." The gates of the cemetery were closed, of course, but Honey had expected that. There was no reason why she could not get over the wall with a little aid from Art, and he was willing to assist her. "When I get inside. Art," s!ie said in a hushed voice just before he lifted her to the wall, "you drive around for a while so people will not get .suspicious and stop and ask questions. .\'o one must know that I have been here. No one but you, and I know you will not give me away. Come back in an hour. Oh, wait!" She just rememt)ercd some- thing that was vitally important as he swung her to the top of the wall. "Have you a screwdriver or some- thing like that in the car? I want to borrow it." «â-  • • "I have â- â-  lie went back to the parked car and opened the trunk. Silently he gave her wliat she wauled and then saw her safely into tlie cemetery. It was llark and quiet, and the white tombs stood like sentinels guarding those wlio slept in peace. Slie felt almost like an intruder. Honey shivered as' sho heard .Art start the motor and drive otT. leav- ing her ulnne in that place. Inside tlie quiet graveyard. Honey turned and walked along the high wall surrounding the burial ground to the big entrance gates tr get hcT bearings. She had never been in the place at night before and she was faced with the iliflicult task of locating the spot she wanted to find; especially hard since there was no moon to light tlie way for her. From the gate she walked carefully but hurriedl\ , making her way among the graves. (Continued next week.) CROSSWORD PUZZLE 4. latcltaa , I. QraaalXKl I. Hau-k of k , wound 1£. I>4«feniie work »f . I.l«nb '^ \ki. TL^T\)/ Ifebiew , rnbbi Slf. Traveling ST. Ar«iu>att I. Hiicfrfen puM • . M»t'9 to. MuK It. Station Sortera our M. MyuterlotiH })il>lical W',r4 17. Pronoun :««. Unit ft. TtenouiuU* . tt. Palm Tmt !*1. FlBh M. Poett« axaa* a«.n..r •ff. Musical cocnixtAUI'M )M. Oorpataat . Home f»d . 8«<Ml«onra4»aM . iDoUnii .IjuHrfcateA . Fr«nd6 Mv«r . Tint , Pipe G. UAW-boae4 I, Work unti T. Bjc>«t \. mlffAnlniv \. Flowerlnif plant ID. Befllflee II. Ilcan, W. Tavern 17. Soft dJ'tnks r(. mrlnsed in- Htrunieiit 20. Not etiHlly iiiuved il. Tawn In (nilla 13. I«aadi> 21. Oriental (Uab 14. Ret OIK III. Chaira 2>. Talk Idlr 30. Nocturnal II nlni.il II. Public ator»> houac!] it. Layeia M. SHpknoc M. P.»tlUoa M. Aalsea n9. Waep 40. RflcUtiA 41. Airplane throttle 41. (^antral AniArtoan tree 43. Lair 4t,. Tlie bof 'Dear Santy Claus"â€" in all parts of Canada pencils have licen busy in little hands as voiinpsters. like this .Qronp, wrote to Santa Clans, telling him they'd been SO VERY, \i: RY GOOD all year, then filling in the rest of the letter with one long sentence thai: .-tarted â€" "T want ..." ^f^-"-- ^f hronicles ^ingerEo^m L 'of G\j(z.rvdoUn.e P. ClOurkc Happy Christmas, Everybody! Isn't tliat just the loveliest greet- ing? H it comes from the heart u hat more could one wish even for one's nearest and dearest? There are dilTereiit ways of expressing one's Christmas wishes jus^as there are dilTerent ways of celebrating the Yulctide season, but if it all adds up to "A Happy Christmas" then it covers all that we could possibly wish for one another doesn't it? Several weeks ago a friend asked me this (juestioii â€" "'W hat is your first thought in connection witli Christmas?" It was one of several on a questionnaire w'hicli she bad been asked to liave completed. The query intrigued me and I in turn put the <|uestion to several of my friends. Now I am asking yon â€" "What is your first thought in con- nection with Cluistmas?" tiive your- self an honest answer and you will know just wliat Christmas means to you. In the iiieaiitinic perhaps you would like to know some <'t the answers tliat were given to iiic. One young fellow said that to liim Christmas and carols were syiiony- iiunis. Carols ... a lovely tliou^'it . it would be hard to think c)f Christmas without them, wouldn't it? Remenil)er, as children how we loved to sing â€" ".\way in a manger;" That lovely little carol is still the same, isn't it â€" hut now we watcti and listen as another geiieratioii carries its message in song and story, "Joy to the world . . ,' another lovely carol, 1 remember lying in bed, alert and listening, in my little room across the .Xtliiiuic waiting for twelve o'clock on Christmas K\e. The big clock in the Chiireh on the market scpiare would strike the hour, then almost ininiediately, away in the distance 1 would hear "the Waits" playing well-loved and familiar carols. Sometimes it would be the town band, sometimes the Salvation Army â€" then as the last strains from tlie musical instrumeiiti faded into the distance, carol singers would carry on, spreading the glad tidings with their joyous and will- ing voices. Once again the chal- lenge would ring out â€" "O Come all ye faithful . . . O come, let u» adore Him." Another answer to my question this time by the father of a grown family. "My first thought in coii- necti.'.i with Christinas ii the get ting together of one'« family, and the remembrance of other Chriat- inases past and gone. To nie Christ- mas has ahvavs been a landmark in my life â€" I can look back now and recall almost every Chrtglmas â€" at home with my father and mother; in Prance during the war; in lio>pital; and later with my wife and children around nie. Yes, Cliri>tmas to me is just thatâ€" a family circle as complete as we can make it." Possildy tliat answer will be le- peated many times over by those who read this column. Perhaps it is tile simplicity of that Christmas so many years ago â€" of Joseph and Mary and the Infant Jesus â€" a com- plete family picture â€" perhaps it is that which seems to make a familv gathering so exactly symbolic to us of what a Christmas ought to be. Looking back throiiRli the years, if we can remember C'lt'stmas in our homes as a happy time â€" a time of loving and giving; of considera- tion for the old atul understanding for the young; then we can be quite sure the Christmas message of Peace and Goodwill definitely had a place in our hearts and our homes. If we have such memories then we have much for which to thank our parents. Yes. it is surely a wonilerful thing for a grown person to be able to look back to a happy childhood, symbolized by many happy Christ- mases, even though there might not be too much of this world's goods to do with. But if your are yuuiig, with most of jc<ur life before you, and u itli little children in jour home, then whatever yon do. give them mem- ories . . . niciuories of Christmas to treasure tlirougli the years. If you are in doubt as to whether you are giving your children jhe right kind of Christmas, ask yourself this question â€" "When my children are grown up what will their t'lrst thought be in connection with Christinas?" The answer depends on YOU, .\nd so again -".V Happy Christ- mas" is my wish for youâ€" a Christ- mas abounding with carols, good fellowship, familv gallicriuRs . . . ami MKMORIES. • POOR DAD Two little girls on tlieir way home 'from Sunday School were nolemnly discussing the lesson. "Do you believe there it a Devil?" •Asked one, just a bit frightened, "No," replied the other loothing- ly. "It's like Santa Glaus; ifi your father." ANN£ HIRST "One hears so many stories about stepmothers, Aiine Hirst, "writes a happy man, "I think it's, about ''amm)r-'~-'^mtm time your read- ers learn of one who was perfect. 1 married her. "My first wife (lied when our second child was born. The children had to b e separated, one living with my f:unily, the other with hers in anotiicr country. They grew up hardly knowing eacli otiier, though I got them together when I could. It was si.x years before I met the girl I later married. "Those days, a long engagement was considered proper. But my girl would have none of that. She want- ed to bring these separated young- sters together, and make a home for us all. We married the same fall that we got engaged, ON'E MAX'S FAMILY * "IT IS not easy for a young wo- * man to take over strange child- * ren, two who had been raised in * difTerent families. My wife gave * it her best. She was firm but al- * ways fair, and they grew to ap- * predate that. She was wiser than * I. * "Other children of our own * came along. Never was there any * diltercnce made amorg them. * These younger ones never knew * the otliers were half-sisters and * half-brother until one day a neigh- * bor's child told our eight-year- * dd daughter I remember that * she rushed home crying out * against it, in sheer disbelief. Her * mother and I had some explain- * .ig to do, I can tell you. * "So it went through the years * â€" a happy family, guided by a * woman unselfishly devoted to us * all. The children married, and * have children of their own. And * 1 am proud to say that the two * older ones honor and love my * wife just as her own have done. * "All stepmothers aren't like' ' Cinderella. Yet in my work as a * doctor I have seen enough of * them to realize more and more, as * the years pass, how lucky I and * my children have been. Stepping * into another woman's house, tak- * ing over her ready-made family, * meant sacrificing other interests * and good times she must have * missed, yet she has never men- * tioned it once. * "I am grateful to be able to * offer her this tribute while she is * still beside me to read it. (She * doesn't know I'm writing to you). * If you can find the space for it, * thanks, and good luck always," To "WILLI.\M": It gives me pleasure to make room today for your trilnite to your wife. She knew what a home together, and with their fatlier, could mean to your little children, and she loved you enough to make the sacrifice. Your continueil devotion, and the apprec- iation of all your children, is her reward. The wa.v of a stepmother is hard She's "Ideal," They Sayâ€" We have popularity contests based on pretty nearly everything these days ; and in case you're interested. Patsy Miller, above, "Ideal Fanner's Daughter." indeed. If she indulges her itep- children, slie's neglecting them; II she exercises proper discipline, the is cruel. It takes a great love tor their father, and real strength _«l character in herself, to do the jofc your wife has done. She, at leMt, is not unsung. tea A liappy family life is not accidental. It requires discip- line, unselfishness, courtesy, aa uniailing watchfulness. Parent* are only human, but when their efforts are appreciated that ta all they ask. Anne Hirst under- stands. If you need comfort or reassurance, write her at 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto> Ontario. 'gpNOiBf SCHOOL iPSON By Rev. R. Barclay Warren ^_ Apocalyptic Literature in The Bible Rev. 21:1-7; 22:1-5. IT Golden Text: â€" The Kingdom of this world have become the kingdomg ot our Lord, and of his Christ; and lie shall reign for ever and ever. Revelation 11:15. The quarter'! lesson appropriately conclude with a study of apocalyp- tic literature. The word apocalypse is derived from a Greek word which means to uncover and refers to ia uncovering or disclosure of tiiddeo things, especially with regard to the future. In addition to the Book of Revelation, parts of Zechariah, Dan- iel and Ezekiel are apocalyptic. Apocalypses have been called "tracts for bad times." Their main purpose was to encourage the people oi God in times of stress. E.xtensive use is made of symbols and imagery of various kinds. Beware of the man who professes to understand all the de! il= of each apocalypse. The very r . -tery of them ought to incite iu us a sense of awe. God's ways and thoughts are above ours. John's vision (jf the new heaveu and the new earth are extremely beautiful. Some passages bring great comfort as, "God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; aad there shall be no more deatli, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain . , . There shall be no night there.'' The de- scription of heaven is followed by an earnest invitation to all, "And the Spirit and the bride say. Come. And let him that heareth say, Come, And let him that- is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the wa.ter of life freely." We too often live as though this world was. all. Actually, it is but the place of preparation for our everlasting abode. How important then that we should study the Bible which points the way to heaven. Jesus commanded, "Search the Scriptures." MATTER OF FACT My creed as, a scientific worker rests on an almost (eligious convic- tion about the goodness of measm-ed facts; tbat all facts are good; they may be facts about bad things, but il they are facts they're good and val- uable. I believe that the measured facts of basic science, the observed relations among them, and the ten- tative theories based on these rela- tions, should be published for every- one to know. , Sir Robert Watson-Watt Answer to This Week'^i Puzzl* â-¡â-¡â-¡Q Buum T £ i^m A £ C\A\P^ S 7 A A A £PF £ L A //â- / o N £ m^e A t S MO\L DQ_QQnaB mant: QDBO QBiOn 5 L O P o 1 s £ & £ £ 5 IM</ U\N omA V At ISSUE 52 - IWS Anawar tlsewhere on this page PENNY 8) Harry Hoenigsen )