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THE COLtsUKiNc tArKtsb, COLBORNE, ONT., AUGUST 12, 1937. TEA 301 is delicious TERROR MOUNTAIN By MADELEINE SHARPS BUCHANAN Thije trans tinental bus, and force the driver to guide it up a mountainside to a lonely log shack. They want a valuable secret formula believed to be in the possession of one of the passengers, Finley Trump. Meanwhile, a raging forest fire, creeping up the mountain, traps the group. The first night one of the bandits is mysteriously strangled with his own bandana, and the next night, a second one meets the same fate. Despite the sinister situation, May Lawrence, pretty nurse, and young Dr. Nick Strand find time to become engaged. Then Finley Trump is found strangled; and Kenneth Jenkins, browbeaten little man, in attempting to find a way through the fire, is overcome. When he regains consciousness, May, who has been attending him, excitedly announces that he knows who the murderer is. CHAPTER IX By eight o'clock that night, however, little Jenkins had not uttered a word. After May's ssatement, he had fallen asleep, and Strand had insisted that he must not be aroused. The men had all moved into one bedroom, so as to give Jenkins a room to himself. "I don't like your idea of using the poor little duffer as bait," Strand told May gravely. "You know he hasn't spoken-" "It's a bright idea," said May obstinately. "And Miss Jones feels sure he must know a lot." ■ Strand merely shrugged. His manner asked what. difference It made what Mr. Jenkins knew. His eyes lingered on May's loveliness. "It is hard not to realize my dreams, now that I have found my dream girl," he said, and drew her After a long happy uioment, May fted her head and listened- "What was that?" she whispered. "Only the everlasting blasting," lid Strand, but she held up a tremb-hg hand. "No--listen! Not blasting. What heard is thunder!" Thunder! The very word was a fe s?.ver. It meant rain. It meant ifety! "Good heavens, so it Is!" cried trand excitedly. "May, we may ork.out of this yet! Let's go and ;11 the rest. This poor chap will "Jenkins must know something, ick," whispered May. "This is our tance to learn the truth, to force /r*.*\i#W//; When I beat my seed wheat with New Improved CERESAN, I KNOW I'll be money ahead! Wan* io reduce loot rols and other diseases--gal bigger wheal yields -- beiier profils? Then ireai seed with Mew Improved CERESAN. "This dust..." says a recent Division of Botany report "effectively controls the smuts of oats, covered emul of barley, and bunt of wheat. It also improves seed germination." Easy to apply. Costs less than 6c an acre. Write today for free Wheat Pamphlet. ifS^pS&v SOLD BY THE MANUFACTURERS V^&fe^ OF THE WELL-KNOWN C-l-L FREE-FLOWING FERTILIZERS. FOR YOUR FALL REQUIREMENTS SEE YOUR LOCAL DEALER. CANADIAN INDUSTRIES LIMITED Fertilizer Division 201 Weston Road, SouthjWestToronto,Ont. it into the open. I've got an idea. Listen. . . ." A little later, as May and Doctor Strand entered the living room, where the others sat in silence, there was another distant rumble of thunder. No one else, however, appeared to be aware of it. A dreadful lethargy, had taken possession of them. Now, there was a constant rain of cinders and ash and occasional blazing particles. The snap and crash of the fire seemed so close that no one liked to look outside. Mrs. Jenkins had gone to lie down again, and Amelia Bangor was playing solitaire. Miss Jones was pretending to read, while Somers and Doyle smoked and walked in silence. Tommy Archer, his spirits subdued by the taut atmosphere, amused himself by inciting two sluggish lizards to battle. "How's Jenkins?" asked Somers. "Better," said May. "He knows something, I feel sure. Nick says he will waken shortly and then we can question him. Even though we die here together, it will be better to know. Better to know which one of us--" Her bright eyes travelled about the tense circle. No one spoke for a moment. Then, Doyle said gloomily f "I suppose that will be something." "Cheers!" said Jim feomers in a dead voice. "I wouldn't care who the devil did it if I could get a breath of clean cold air again." In "the brief silence which followed, Stutter yelled from the kitchen for whiskey. "I'm giving it to the poor devil," said Strand, with an apologetic smile. "His nerves are shot as a result of all these stranglings. He's afraid to go to sleep." Miss Jones looked at May significantly and drew her out into the night. "Why did you say that about Jenkins?" she asked. "You may haye signed his death warrant." got to knew who is guilty," said May. gets to little Jen-id Miss Jones darkly, nti I will prevent that," said May. "We're going to pretend to leave him alone for a while. After supper, I am going to pretend to go to bed, but I will sneak put of the window and climb into his room. Nick will sneak in there, too. We both have guns, and we'll hide- Then, if anyone comes in there to get Jenkins, we'll trap whoever it is!" "I have only one suspect," said Miss Jones. "I have none," said May. Just then, Tommy burst out of the house and seized May's arm. "Hi! It's gone! Stutter's bandana is gone!" he cried. "And is that guy scared to death! It was on the table, and everybody has been in and out of the kitchen." A picture of Mr. Jenkins' scrawny neck floated before May's mental gaze, and she shuddered. (TO BE CONTINUED) Heart in the Wrong Place Janus in the Spectator writes -- It is always rather cheering when fact turns up to corroborate the improbabilities of fiction or drama. Everybody remembers the doctor in Le Medecin Malgre Lui who, charged with searching for his patient's heart on the right side and liver on the left, observed genially, in the words that quotation has made classic, that it used to be the other way round, mais nous avons change tout And apparently we have changed it, for here is the Morning Post's Rome correspondent describing in all seriousness the physique of an Italian army recruit whom his medical officers found possessed of a heart on the left (and spleen and appendix on the wrong sides and a stomach the wrong way round). Moliere's doctor . would have just found him most agreeably familiar ground. But I am told by what it is customary to call a "well known Harley Street specialist" (actually a not quite qualified medical student) that this sort of thing is less rare than might be expected. In spite of the fact that the violin is the best known of all stringed instruments, few laymen realize the intricacy of its construction. Sometimes the back and belly of the instrument are made of but a single piece each, the total remaining parts in it numbering 68, Women Take To Skeet Shooting Used to Take Along Knitting While Men Handled Guns Skeet shooting, invented some years ago by W. H. Foster and Henry W. Davis, of Boston, is said to be rising in popularity among women, according to the New York Sun. A few years ago only the hardiest of their sex dared borrow a gun and shooting jacket from brother or husband for a few trial shots. Today finds the number of women in the United States who shoot regularly climbing toward two thousand. With only three years of shooting experience to her credit, and on her first trip to the Great Eastern Championships, Mrs. H. E. Rogers, of Wal-tham, Mass., walked off with the women's title at this summers' Lordship, Conn., meet with a score of 85 x 100. She also holds the world's long run skeet record for women -- 117 straight targets--won in January; and recently gained the women's skeet title of Massachusetts. Mrs. Rogers also does much partridge and woodcock shooting, and is well known in Gulf Stream fishing circles. Miss Winifred Hanley, of Stamford, Conn., runner-up for the Lordship title, says it's a toss-up as to which she takes more seriously--skeet or golf. Mrs. S. L. Hutcheson, of Larchmont, N.Y., adopted skeet rather than take her knitting to shoots in which her participated. Liking it at first A mental handicap was added for women shooters at Lordship by the presence of the prominent woman skeet shooter, Mrs. W. W. Walker, of Washington, D.C., who recently not only won the women's championship of Maryland and the District of Columbia, but also took the all-around title from both men and women contestants with the excellent scores of 40x50 and 98x100. She was also runner-up in the recent North-South Women's Skeet Championship. Mrs. Walker dispels any idea that the woman shooter must be a hefty, muscular Amazon. Feminine and soft spoken, she nevertheless takes to the shooting, post a quiet confidence and steady accuracy that seldom fails to bring results. A bit of bad luck prevented her from placing at Lordship. Education May Ban "Dates" and "Places" CHICAGO, -- "Date" history and "place" geography are on the. wane and a combination of both, known as "social science," may soon be in use in all junior high schools. Sidney A. Denison, superintendent of schools of surburban Glen Ellyn, who made this statement said the date of a battle is not so important as "the reason why the battle was fought and an understanding of the causes and conditions that led to the battle." "The 'place' in geography is not so important, but the habits of the people, their culture and the effect they have had on mankind' HAND-MADE LACE BY LAURA WHEELER GIVES TABLE REAL DISTINCTION CROCHETED MEDALLION PATTERN 1554, Lace that will meet with your instant approval is this all-over "repeat" design of crocheted oblong medallions. See them here joined into a stunning cloth! Picture them again forming fuffet set, scarf, or bedspread. Quickly memorized, they're yours for the making, and so economical in string. Open work mesh sets off the de-sign. Pattern 1554 contains detailed ^directions for making the medallion shown and joining it for a variety of articles; illustrations of it and of all stitches used; material requirements; a photograph of the medallion. Send 20 cents in stamps or coin (coin preferred) for this pattern to Wilson Publishing, 73 West Adelaide, Toronto, needlecraft Dept. Write plainly PATTERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADBRESS. Synthetic Milk Fifty years hence, a writer assures us, the milk cow will be replaced "by a milk-producing machine. This factory milk will be pure and not lacking in nutritive elements. It will be cheaper, too, notes the Sarnia Observer. Science is truly marvelous, and there is nothing more astonishing than the number of plans which it has advanced for consigning the cow to ob- A decade ago an English concern announced that it would make milk from grass and we were asked to prevision great loads of hay being driven into one end of an industrial plant and an endless chain of bottles, filled and sealed, emerging from the other. Later the soy bean was hailed as the source of our milk supply, and we were told that this legume of the Far East would make the cow as dead, as the dodo. Then Roger Babson predicted that by 1950 we would be getting our cheese and butter from kero- So far as can be seen, there is practically nothing between the old cow and extinction except a division of opinion among the experts on how it is to be accomplished. Another minor item is that science hasn't yet mastered the trick of slicing a T-bone steak from a flywheel, extracting a rib roast from an oil can or making a Chinese bean taste like a beef tenderloin. Until science has all the answers, we will cleave to the cow, and yield our laurels only to the inventor who is able to produce synthetic pork BABY'S OWN •SOAP- J3c6t ^oi t/cu cmd. tisJby too issue No. 33--'37 In all this business of synthetic substitutions there is still something lacking and that something constitutes the difference between natural food and a chemical product that may look like the real thing and contain all its elements but has not the flavor nor the appeal. That mysterious process that causes sap to rise in springtime in the trees, that puts the green color into grass when it is exposed to sufficient sunshine, is the touch that scientists have so far failed to master. If they could do that, it might be concluded that the cow could be dispensed with. Corn dipped into tar pitch before sowing will not be eaten by crows, according to the U.S. Department of Agriculture. The method is to thoroughly stir a half bushel of corn into a pint of tar. Woman's World By Motr M. Morgan Blackberries in Two Roles Blackberries are not on the market yet in some parts of Canada but they should be fairly plentiful in a very short time. Here are a couple of ideas on what to do with them which you can keep in mind until your local grocer has a good supply for sale. Blackberries grow fairly evenly all over the Dominion and they have always been popular for jam making, but not used much for jellies. This is because housewives know they lack pectin, the substance which makes them jell, and so have naturally avoided trying to do anything about them in the jelly line. But that is an old fashioned excuse for not using these delicious berries in jellies because the modern cook uses bottled fruit pectin to take the place of natural pectin and so is never stuck with a fruit that she can't make into jelly. Blackberry Jelly 4 cups (2 lbs.) juice. 8 cups (3% lbs.) sugar. 1 bottle fruit pectin. To prepare juice, crush thoroughly or grind about three quarts of fully ripe berries. Place fruit in jelly cloth or bag and squeeze out juice. Measure sugar and juice into large saucepan and mix. Bring to a boil over hottest fire and at once add pectin, stirring constantly. Then bring to a full rolling boil, and boil hard Vz minute. Remove from fire, skim, pour quickly. Paraffin hot jelly at once. Makes about 12 eight-ounce glasses. make your jelly. Just be sure to savqj enough berries for this and also b£ sure that they are the big" juicy ripa ones. It is Blackberry Roly-Poly, thf kind your grandmothers used to maka --a flaky, hot delicious spiral of biscuit dough filled with rich, wine-dark berries and juice. The ingredients given here will make enough roly-poly for eight people --' that is, if. they ara polite and don't ask for a second helping. But even if there are only four if) the family, there still won't be any left over. The best way to settle thd shortage problem is to serve this d*i-licious dessert quite a few times during the blackberry season. Blackberry Roly Poly 2 cups sifted flour 2 teaspoons baking powder Vz teaspoon salt ~ 4 tablespoons butter or other shortening % cup milk (about) Melted butter IV2 cups fresh blackberries 6 tablespoons sugar. Sift flour once, measure, add bak-■ing powder and salt and sift .again. Cut in shortening. Add milk gradually until soft dough is formed. Turn out immediately on slightly floured board and roll y4 inch thick. Brush with melted butter, cover with blackberries, and sprinkle with sugar. RoU as for jelly roll. Moisten edge and press against roll. Place in greased loaf pan with edge of roll on under side, brush with melted butter, - and bake in hot oven (400 degrees F.) 20 to 25 minutes. Serve hot with cream. Serves 8. --_----_ Black to Lead In Early Fall Mode Figure - Entrancing Fabrics, Silhouettes Very Slim NEW YORK.--Two or three points are obvious about the forthcoming season. It's going to start off black; ever since midsummer black has been rising on the horizon like a storm cloud. Materials whether wool or silk have exceptional texture interest. And the black dresses of fascinating fabrics are going to be figure-enhancing in their slim silhouette! If one is gayly inclined one may wear a high-color hat with one's black dress, or one may select a black hat with a bit of gay trimming. The ultra chic will stick to all-black. The character of the dress fabrics calls for smooth and rich materials for hats, in order that a proper contrast may be made. Felts are sleek as doeskin, antelope is more popular New high colors for hats are magenta, sweet cherry, orange, Chinese gold and poison green. Here's What To Do The first thing to do towards putting yourself in harmony with the hot weather is to refuse to speak so constantly of its discomforts. The second thing is to get up a little earlier in the morning and stop rushing about to make up for time lost in cat-napping. The third thing is to wear loose, light clothing regardless of what that snooty Miss Fashion thinks of it. The- fourth thing is to watch the diet, eschewing carbohydrates and gallons of ices and alcohol in any form, and eat sparingly though often. And the fifth and final thing is to stop rebelling against the heat! So the next time old John Thermometer skyrockets a squirt of mercury out of the top of his head, laugh at him. It's plenty of fun when you get the hang of it!--Winnipeg Free Press. 0 The fun f«..-- -the year, featuring the famous screen star Tom Mix. Three Dtt time shows in one. Alfred Rogers Preside-