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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT., JUNE 23, 1938 Of Special Interest to Women Readers THE AVENGER by Walter Forder CHAPTER XV "Syracuse!" The word gasped from the lips ©f the three startled men simultaneously. Benson gripped the quaint visitor by the arm. He felt under that shabby coat sleeve a muscle ef hardened steel. Something happened. There was a flash of the man's lanky arm, a quite respectable thud, and Benson was sprawling upon his back. "I can't permit any liberties, gentlemen," he positively beamed upon the prostrate man. "If yoj're not going to be interested in my message, I think I'll go." Dandy West whipped out a small black automatic. "Stop you! What's your game, anyway? You'll tell us right here and now what you mean by all this gibberish. And what do you think Syracuse means to us? Why not Ti.nbuctoo?" Warning From the Spirits Cranston stood his ground defiantly, without raising his hands as commanded. Instead, he moved in that heavy and cumbersome way over the floor. "The message of the spirits was for you particularly, Mr. West. It v 3 Of V "Warning me? How do you know me? You fool! Whoever you are, you can't guy about with "JJOJl't shoot, Dandy," gasped Benson. The warning was unnecessary, for once again that ricketty but agile figure sprang like a harlequin and gripped West's extended, hand that gripped the pistol. WesPs "jstol fell to the floor, to be picked contemptuously away by Cranston's foot. i Creeping hehind him at a hid-, den signal from Benson came the butler. At the same moment Benson himself sprang; their joint weight should have sent Cranston crashing to the floor, but with an astounding side wriggle, he stepped clear, as though he were gifted with eyes at the back of his Benson and the butler smashed together and sprawled upon the floor. McClintock shrank back. Superstitious coward and natural funk, this uncanny man with the movements of a demon terrorised him. Staggering Blow West launched a blow; and received a stinging smack which made him stagger dizzily. "Stop him!" mouthed Benson in a rage, as the lanky form flitted to the door. As well could they expect to stay a thunderbolt, for the man in the faded clothes thrust one to the left and the other to the right as they attempted to hang on to him. "What's that, sir?" The butler nursed a rapidly swelling eye. "He's dropped something." There in the centre of the floor lay a package. All eyes were turned upon it, and Benson, who was nothing if not careful, instructed his man to open it. The man somewhat nervously obeyed. It was a small square package, neatly tied with cord; removing the paper wrapping, the butler disclosed a small black book. The three, beholding nothing I found sweetening my morning cereal with |BEE HIVE Syrup] aids digestion.. Issue No. 26--'38 more dangerous, approached with curiosity. "What is it, Benson? I told you all these things are not without a dreadful meaning!" bleated McClintock. "Only more of this madman's tomfoolery. Look at what is written on the cover: "To those about to die." McClintock spluttered and coughed; only West made no sign of his feelings. "This guy's taking us all for a ride, it seems," he remarked grimly. Benson, without disguise of his tremors and misgivings, slowly parted the grim covers of the little volume. It opened naturally at a given page, and there upon its whiteness, scrawled black and spidery writing. "To those about'to die." Then followed three names, in the order of:-- Dandy West, Gordo.; McClintock, and George Benson, "all late of Syracuse and Chicago." Benson's pallid lips muttered the words. The other two peering over his shoulder, read them also, and a silence followed more eloquent than speech. There was a faint thud as the book fell from Benson's numbed At that instant West swore indistinctly under his breath. "Look!" he exclaimed, "there he goes!" Rapidly striding across a distant gravelled drive passed a queer figure, but they stw it was not that of their late awesome visitor, g W$S an ojd man, wearing a monkish cloak. Retrieving his gun from the corner of the room into which it had been kicked, and flinging up-en a french window, West ran over the lawns after the little old The others, watching from the window, saw them both pass to the cliff head and disappear in the fir trees. CHAPTER XVI THE HOUND ABROAD The day closed with one of those strange winter thunderstorms; the clouds, packed and dense, echoed back the pealing of thunder. It was past ten o'clock and Hunter had voted for bed, promising that there was much work for the other to do on the morrow. Digby had dutifully washed up the table crockery, and in a masculine and desultory fashion, cleaned up the kitchen utensils they had used for cooking. "When all this is over, Digby," said Hunter, "you may then engage- your servants, but in the meantime the presence of any domestic would only embarrass us." Mrs. Barlow and her spouse had vanished as completely as though they had never existed. This aspect of the mystery rather puzzled Hunter; for the rest he professed to an ever-increasing understanding. This night the two determined should be spent in sleep. Hunter had dressed the slight bullet wound in Digby's arm, and lights were all out by the time an ancient timepiece in the great hall below had chimed the quarter following ten o'clock. A Morse Message Hunter sat upon the edge of the bed and stared into the night sky. The lightning had played some remarkable tricks, but that strange ball of light he noticed was surely nothing to do with any phenomena of the heavens. Crossing to the window, he stared intently at what appeared to be a luminous cloud in the sky. There, revolving as the misty clouds writhed, was a red light, suffusing the one spot. It snapped off and then on again. In rapidly blinking fashion this colored cloud appeared and disappeared. Then with a start of anger Hunter recognized that he was witnessing a morse message. Mechanically, he began to read from the long and short dashes of light. "Until . . . morning . . ."he read. The resultant blackness of the sky made Hunter groan. "What a fool I've been!" he muttered. "I ought to have known there'd be a method of signalling seaward." Hastily securing from his bag a pair of night glasses, he watched eagerly over the sea. From far out in the black night somewhere on those tempestuous waves, came an answer. Wink, wink; light flashes flickering for an instant only, but industriously, Broke Her Tooth On Bran Muffin Woman Sues Bread Company For $800 Damages As A Result Mrs. Emily Baxter, of the Riv-erdale Drive, London, Ont., carried the case of her broken molar and the bran muffin she started to eat into the court last week. All because of her claim that a molar was broken when she took a bite into a newly purchased bran muffin, she filed a writ against a' bread company asking the courts to award her $800 damages. In legal papers filed with the Middlesex County Court, Mrs. Baxter charges there was a horseshoe nail concealed in the muffin. The statement of claim, prepared for Mrs. Baxter by her lawyer, Frank Little, claims that she bought bran muffins on March 18. The same day, she started to eat one of the muffins, and, the papers assert, "her teeth came into forcible contact with a horseshoe nail." TALL DRINKS Cool & Refreshing When you start out be sure to include so pecially for the child) usually take along tea the adults and the yov. to drink v me drink es-en. People or coffee for ngsters have if it is available. Providing a special and delicious drink for them makes the picnic much happier and healthier for While the strawberries are in season, this drink can be made and kept on hand for later occasions. It is grand for outings or just anytime on warm days when the urge is for something cool and tangy to drink. Strawberry Shrub Select sound fruit, wash, measure and place in a stone jar. For every four quarts of berries use one quart of vinegar. Cover the jar by tying a cheesecloth over it. Stir the berries daily for three or four days. Strain without squeezing and put into kettle, allowing one pound of sugar to each pint of liquid. Boil KITCHENS ARE BRIGHTER FOR GAY LAURA WHEELER TOWEL MOTIFS KITCHEN TOWELS PATTERN 1795 You'll be proud of your kitchen when you hang these colorful towels that you've embroidered. They go qifckly for cross.stitch, single, outline, running stitch, lazy-daisy and French knots are all easy to do! A grand gift for a friend! Pattern 1795 contains a transfer pattern of 6 motifs averaging 4% x 8V2 inches; materials required; illustrations of stitches; color schemes. Send £0 cents in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Wilson Neddlecraft Dept., 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto. Write PLAINLY PATTERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. and Hunter found his task difficult by reason of the swiftness. "Shall--run--King's. Lynn -- too--Not--here --- Return--morning." The red cloud above the cliffs flashed its answer back. "Understand--careful--Narks." Then blackness swooped down with a finality. Good Stage Management "Splendid," cheerfully exclaimed Hunter. "We may now picture her plunging her way to the shelter of the King's Lynn harbour, and our friends over the way, we may deduce, are getting windy. So we're 'Narks,' are we?" "The only men I cannot place at this moment," commented Hunter to himself, "are our friend Cranston and his mysterious ally, the old priest. That signalling light is most interesting, and we must investigate in the morning around the mansion of Mr. George Benson, Digby's wealthy neighbour. That queer tower he has erected is abnormal." At that moment the night wind carried the long-drawn mournful howl of the mysterious hound; its clear cadence imparting a sense of evil. The ghost dog was abroad. Hunter smiled. "Wonderful timing," he smiled a trifle grimly; "And a keen sense of stage management." / (TO BE CONTINUED) Trinidad Woman Is 116 Years Old PORT OF SPAIN, Trinidad. -- A claim from New Zealand that Patrick Hamilton, born in Ireland on St. Patrick's Day, 1830, was the oldest man in the British Empire is challenged by Trinidad's oldest resident, Mrs. Mary Williams, who says she is 116 years of age. Hamilton, who does not use glasses in reading daily newspapers and gets much quiet enjoyment from his garden, recently celebrated his 108th birthday. But Mrs. Williams said she was 116 years old as she quietly celebrated Mother's Day at her home in Port of ipain. She was born in St. Vincent, an island of the Windward group of the British West Indies. Fashion Flashes Open weave linens slubbed in pastel combinations are good for jacket costumes. plaids for the shirt. Cravat prints on piques and ottoman cords for spectator sports. Cloque cottons in soft crisp sheers and in a satin weave of all cotton printed in scroll designs for beach and evening dresses. Handprinted chambrays for dirndl influenced shirtwaist dresses. Jacquard matelasse piques in subject designs for little jackets to wear with day or evening dresses. slowly for five minutes, bottle, cork and seal. Dilute with cold water for serving. For picnic use, fill quart bottle with diluted strawberry shrub, cork tightly and pack in the hamper. Nova Scotian Punch 1 quart water 2 cups chopped pineapple (j 1 cup orange juice Vn cup lemon juice Boil water, sugar and pineapple 20 minutes. Add fruit juices, cool, strain and dilute with iced water if necessary. Either fresh or canned pineapple may be used. For more substantial drinks, using milk as a basis, try these. Make up plenty of chocolate syrup and keep it on hand. You can use it to serve at home, professional looking drinks which children find the chief lure of the soda fountain. Chocolate Syrup 4 or 5 squares unsweetened chocolate 1 cup sugar 2/3 cup hot water 2 egg yolks, slightly beaten Melt chocolate over hot water; cool to lukewarm. Add sugar to the water, stirring until sugar is dissolved; then cool to lukewarm. Add this syrup to egg yolks, about one-fourth at a time, beating well after each addition; add chocolate in the same way. Then continue beating mixture 1 minute, or until slightly thickened. Turn into jar, cover it tightly, and place in refrigerator. Syrup can be kept for several days. Use 2 tablespoons chocolate syrup to a cup of milk in making iced chocolate drinks. Makes 2 cups of syrup. Chocolate Milk Shake For each serving, add 1 cup of chilled milk slowly to 2 tablespoons of chocolate syrup, stirring constantly. Beat or shake well. Serve at once in tall glass. To make Chocolate Iceberg, top with 3 tablespoons vanilla ice cream just before serving. Frosted Chocolate For each serving, add 1 cup of chilled milk slowly to 2 tablespoons of chocolate syrup, stirring constantly. Then add about 3 tablespoons chocolate ice cream and beat or shake until ice cream and chocolate mixtures are blended. Serve at once in tall glasses. Chocolate Malted Milk For each serving, blend 2 tablespoons malted milk powder with 2 tablespoons chocolate syrup. Add 1 cup chilled milk slowly, stirring constantly. Beat or shake well. Then serve at once in tall glass. This is very nourishing. Chocolate Float For each serving, add 1 cup of chilled milk slowly to 2 tablespoons of chocolate ^yrup, stirring constantly. Beat or shake well. Serve in tall glass with chocolate ice cream. To make chocolate pineapple float, use % cup milk and % cup crushed pineapple for 1 cup of milk. Minted Chocolate For each serving, add 1 cup of chilled milk slowly to 2 tablespoons of chocolate syrup, stirring constantly. Add 2 or 3 drops peppermint extract and beat or shake it well. Pour into tall glass. Top with whipped cream and a sprig of fresh mint. Serve at once. Chocolate Highball For each serving, add % cup of chilled milk slowly to 2 tablespoons of chocolate syrup, stirring constantly. Pour into tall glass. Add % cup ginger ale and stir enough to mix. Top with vanilla ice cream. Serve at once. Yugoslavia will charge half-fares to tourists using government railways. u keepfitf , Jing after ting. Cleanses crevices between teeth, too... assures sweet breath. A simple aid to health! Buy some now! Small in cost but bis in benefits! Enjoy it after every meal--millions del cm AAAAAAAAAAA Jurywomen Must Remove Headgear New York Judge Lays Down Law About Adornment Should women of the jury wear faeir hats in the courtroom? Justice Abram Zoller of the New York Supreme Court says they should not and he made an order to give force to his opinion. Baa were barred from the jury box. Not A Social Function Women jurors should appear in court as though they were there for business and not to attend a social function, said the judge. They were performing a fine service, better in some respects than the men, but they should look like business people. Then, too, hats interfered when lawyers sought to observe the facial expression of women when examining them for jury service. One of the lawyers who appeared in a case before Judge Zoler found the woman juror with the hat an inspiration. He said: -'Hats improve the appearance of most women, and it is an inspiration to me to have 10 prim and pretty women to address during the trial. It is di' :lIusioning sometimes when^their hats come off." Mothers Should Have Careers In Reserve Wife of U. S. Secretary of War Will Paint When Children Are Reared Fifteen-year vacations as a reward for motherhood are advocated by Mrs. Harry H. Woodring, wife of the United States Secretary of War. Herself the mother of three small children, Mrs. Woodring indicated that women should have time to return to thei# careers after they have reared their offspring. "But the fact I have that career in reserve when my children are grown is of intense satisfaction to me," she said. "I'll have to start over, of course, but I'll be a much better painter in the end, because I have taken time out for motherhood." CORN SALVE BUNION SALVE FOOT POWDER ■ your local druggist 50*