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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE. ONT.. DECEMBER 9, 1948 11 & THE SYLVESTER DIAMOND era CHAPTER VI. Honey did not know where she was .and she hated to open her eyes to find out. But her whole body ached and she was cold and very wet and lying in a most uncomfortable position with her head resting 'on something hard--not a pillow, to be sure. As her senses returned to normal, she became aware of motion and a chug-chug-ging noise like a small boat would make. She waited severaj minutes, trying in vain to identity some familiar sound, then she opened her eyes slowly. Pea-soup fog was the first thing she saw above her. She lowered the line of her vision and made out the form of a man near by. He was gazing out to sea and sat very, still, hunched over in deep thought, a pipe between his lips. "Where am I?" she called, teeth chattering, and lifting her head from its hard resting place. Her voice startled the man and he turned quickly to face her. "Thank goodness you're alive." There was downright relief in his voice. "I was afraid . . . ." He did not finish the sentence. It was then that realization of what had happened to her came back to her mind. The air liner had crashed. She 'shuddered like she had a chill. "Are--are the others-?" She could not go on with her question, but he guessed what she was trying "I only found you," he said and his voice was gentle and soothing. "Are you all right?" "Yes." At least she felt no pain and presumed she was not hurt. until they made land. He helped her out of the boat at a deserted old wharf in the cove. She looked at him then. He was young and tall, slightly stooped of shoulders and very sun-tanned. "I will take you to my house," he told her and there was a softness to his voice that betrayed culture. "I know you're cold with those wet clothes on. Ma'll loan you some of hers. She is no more than a mite herself--just about like you." He smiled down at her ' and Honey liked his face instantly, so open and really am freezing," she said >ly and started to follow him discovered that her equilibrium not what it used to be. He took arm and she leaned on his igth as they climbed the rock} liffs to a little house sitting at the nd of the trail, overlooking the icean below. Even in the fog, rloney marveled at the brightly olored flowers surrounding the iquse, the restful atmosphere everywhere that spelled peace. "Ma!" the young man called and ifted his voice to shout. A little white-haired woman came her vith ieet ther > Why, s "Who i a drowned kitten." "I certainly am," smiled Honey convincingly. "I have been in the ocean and he fished me out." She found that lightness came back to her voice without much effort. "You were fishing, weren't you?" "Honest, I was fishing. 1 have never caught one so big before, nor half as pretty." "Come in, young lady. Don't pay any attention to that son of mine. He likes to chatter." It was easy to see that she adored him. "I'll give you some dry things to put on before you catch pneumonia." Inside the house, Art reached to take her coat off, but just then Honey remembered the stone fastened in her pocket, and she huddled deeper into the wrap. After all the dangers she had been through for the diamond sh» was not going to take a chance of losing it now. "Not yet," she told him with a smilav and followed the woman into the small bedroom. "Art probably didn't think to introduce himself," said her hostess. "I am his mother, Mrs. Care}'. He is a nice boy but he forgets his manners now and then." Mrs. Carey looked at Honey inquiringly. "I am so glad to know you. My name is Honey--ah--Honey Roe." She smiled with relief when she saw that the woman did not notice the hesitation" over her name. She hated to lie about anything, but on the moment it seemed the wisest course to take. She was not ready to advertise her true identity. "That is a right pretty name." Mrs. Carey pulled things from the dresser drawers and put them on the bed. "Kind of romantic, too. Well, here is everything now. You hurry and change," and she left the Honey slipped quickly out of her wet things. And as she dressed, she asked herself: "1 wonder how far we are from San Francisco? 1 must ge^ there as soon as I can." The light woolen dress fitted perfectly. She took the diamond from the fur coat and dropped it into the pocket of the borrowed dress whose skirt was rather full and hid the sag to some extent where the box weighted it down. When she came out of the room, there was a nice hot cup of coffee, toast and preserves waiting for her. Art was smoking his xpipe and looking out of the window. He turned as she came in. "I guess we should ride into town and notify the authorities of your safety," he suggested. Honey shook her head quickly. That was the one thing she did not "Please don't. I have no relatives to inform and I hate to be bothered by reporters. I would rather forget the crash for a while--if I can, she added wistfully. "There is no one to worry about whether I was saved or not." Her heart cried:" "Except Dian, and he may hate you by now for what he thinks you are. A thief." A shudder passed quickly over her. "You poor lamb," consoled Mrs. Carey sympathetically. "We won't mention it again,. And if any one sees you here . . . Well, I fan always invent a daughter or an old school chum. "Or," drawled Art and his eyes twinkled with fun, "I did know some girls in school, ma. I Could have a visitor." Right after lunch, which seemed the best meal she had ever eaten, the fog lifted and Honey went for a walk along the rugged shore with Art. The breakers pounding hard against the rocks, was calming to Honey's over-wrought nerves and she breathed deeply of the salty air. As they walked, she . learned that Art was a lawyer of profession but that he and his mother were in California for his health. And now that he was well again, they would be going back to the Middle Western town to take up life where they left off. (Continued next week.) Floats at Six Months--Six-month-old Arlene Atwater of Ros-elle, N.J., floats leisurely in Elizabeth YMCA pool Mother remains close at hand just in case. I ANN-E HIRST i "DEAR ANNE HIRST: I am a mother 58 years old- My married daughter, her 1 husband and baby-live with me. Two months ago she started -selling for a concern, and t keeps her away from 9 to 10 hours a day. That leaves the care of the baby to me. "Please don't get me wrong. I love to take care of the baby. But for four years I've been under a .doctor's care, who is warning me against a breakdown. I have a large ■home to. look after. So you see between the baby, the house, and preparing meals, at the end of the day I'm so nervous I can't sleep. "They live with me, because places are hard to get. I can't bear to tell them to leave. "I've explained how things are to my daughter, but she doesn't seem "o care. I've even asked her husband to help with the baby evenings, but he said he works all day and won't be tied down at night. Please tell me what to do! . . . And God bess you for the help you give others. "NERVOUS MOTHER." A FIRM HAND * THESE TWO seem to need a * firm hand. They are not facing * unwelcome facts, or, knowing. * them, they refuse to be discom- * moded. You had better set an * hour to talk with them together, * and have it out. * Is your daughter working be- * cause she has to? In that case, it * is little enough for her husband * to relieve you in the evening, and * cheerfully, and do everything he * can do to lessen your household * burden. When you are providing * a home for his wife and baby, he * should show his gratitude in the * many practical ways a man' can * around that home. * If your daughter is working be- * cause she wants to (fiftding call- * ing on people more interesting * than looking after her baby) then * she shoulld give up the job and * care for her own child, as well as * helping you out. Refreshing new idea for a chair-set! These graceful deer in filet crochet make an addition to any living room. Easy too! Filet crochet - is a simple-to-do new design! Pattern 900 has directions; charts. Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Box 1. 123 KiThteenth St.. New Toronto. Ont ISSUE 50 - 1948 * This should be your ultimatum. * Otherwise, they'will have to move * elsewhere -- and you will give * them a reasonable time to find a * place of their own. If you con- * vince them that this need is im- * mediate, on your doctor's orders, * they will be impressed. * What alternative is there? A * breakdown for you. with the con- * sequent necessity that your * daughter stay at home altogether. * ii*any a young couple have * thoughtlessly rushed into mar- * riage during the pa-st few ye'ars, * secure in the knowledge that * "Mom" would take them in. They * Could not be persuaded to wait * until their future was mote * secure. Mom, as usual., was more * than willing-- * But when it is a question of a * mother's health, then it becomes a * crisis. Only an ungrateful daugh- * ter and a selfish husband would * take advantage. ..A mother takes over every family burden she can. But when her generosity is being taken advantage of, she must protect herself. Anne Hirst will help, if you write her at. 123 Eighteenth St, New Tor- Damaged Enough An ambulance-chasing lawyer picked up a lady who had been knocked down ' by a Washington streetcar. "Here's my card, lady," he said, "I'll get you damages." "Don't be an idiot." snapped the lady as- she dusted herself off. "I "I don't need no more damages. What I need how is repairs." By Rev. R. Barclay Warren Letters In The Bible Philippians 1:1-11; 4:8-9. Golden Text:--These things have 1 written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life. --1 John,5:13. Twenty-one of the twenty-seven books of the New Testament are epistles or letters, most of them written by Paul. Sometimes because a person was about to make a journey to some church or churches, or to some place where a friend was, Paul would send a letter along, as he did to Titus in Crete. Because the church at Philippi had sent a present to Paul in Rome, Paul sent back a "thank-you" letter by this same messenger, when he returned--the letter to the Philip- P Paul's affection for the churches is especially evident in this lesson. He was writing from a Roman prison, and ^doubtless recalled his prison experience when he first visited Philippi. Though he and Silas had been beaten and their feet fastened in the stocks, at midnight they prayed and sang praises unto God. This same dauntless spirit possessed him now. He was no whiner. He was praying with joy, confident "that He which hath begun a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Jesus Christ." While one faces the fact of physical illness it is indisputable that a considerable proportion of ailments arise from unhealthful thinking. Worry is the greatest disease. Paul gives us good advice, "Whatsoever things are true,--honest,--just,-- pure,--lovely,--of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think of these things." HANDY HINiS est cutting tool one can use for sharpening dull edges. 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