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Phone K77 TORONTO WO a Freed From Bearing Down Pains, Backache and Pain _in Side by Lydia E. Pink- MAN ~~ WELL AGAIN Aa BRITZ] =: OF HEADQUARTERS : : BY MARCIN BARBER Supplied Exclusively in Canada by the British & Colonial Press, Limited, Toronto. CHAPTER 1... . , in the Diamond Horseshoe. A girl's scream clashed with the sopranos higih note in the Jewel Song, and in a moment the Metropolitan Opera House was in confusion. The cry, half suppressed, broke the spell peculiar to a "Faust" might. The somewhat portly Marguerite, ber voice soaring like a caga-born bird suddeu- ly freed, was ducking. Jr mature per son with the glisteniug silage gems left on her scenic doorstep by the sauvest of devils. As the singer hung about her neck the rope of pearls with which Mephisto planned to fet ter her soul, Mrs. Missionér, swinging her fan with a freer motion, struck the slenderest part of her diamond collarétte. The blow was sharp. The golden thread on which the choicesi of the Missioner jewels in their per forated settings were strung, snapped. Instantly moet of the fresd drops of frozen fire that constituted Mrs. Mis sloner's magnificent necklace--the one with the Maharanee diamond---were rolling on the floor of the box. Mrs. Missioner, as the little scream broke from Dorothy March, a débu tante she had taken under her wing for the evening, clutched at the few diamonds that fell into her lap. Miss March drew her skirts tightly about her ankles and shrank into a corner of the box, making room fro the man who sprang to Mrs. Missioner's aid. Before another moment sped, Curtis Griswold was on his knees scooping together the scattered jewels with snow-gloved hands. ,Bruxton Sands, slower of movement, bent with more dignitiy to the task. In the next box, separated from Mrs. Missioner's only by a low velvet rail, a man of Oriental features and complexion turn- ed to watch the scramble for the Jewels. Though hé did not stir from his place, his hawk-like face seemed to thrust ftself into the center of the excited group. The confusion througheut the house died slowly. By that subtle magnet ism that inspires masses of humanity, everybody seemed to know whence the scream had come, and all eyes were turned from the stage to the Missioner box. They saw the usually tranquil mistress of a hundred mil lions yielding publicly to emotions that her poorest sister on losing her only trinkets might have snared with her. So distracting was the excite ment in the Missioner box that for a second the great soprano paused in her cadenzas, and the conductor hal: ted the beat of his baton. There was danger of the orchestra commiting the crime of a break in its strains But the musicians, deterred by discipline from imitating their leader's swift back glances at the auditorium, play ed steadily on. "Someone has fainted," came in ill repressed tones from somewhere in the orchestra seats. Marguerite, her fingers, at her throat, paused almost Impes¢eptibly, but long enough for a quiclygook at the focus of excitement. "nue Continue!" she urged, a8 she bent her gaze from the box to the conductor ¥ "What's the matter? Go on! Go on!" the stage manager cried in un dertones from the wings Ushers in the back of the house sought. to cover the confusion with ill-timcd applause The moment was big with potential tragedy. One cry of "Fire!" might bave sent thousands of startled wo men and men battling along the aisles in an elemental fury of self preserva- tion. Mere prolongation of the situ- atlon without that terrible toesin might have ended in a smaller panic But the liquid notes of tho SOprano soaring again in the pyrotechnics of the Jewel Song reclaimed the atfen- tion of the audience. The conductor, evidently eager to hide his own mom. entary loss of poise, fairly lifted his men through the intricacies of the accompaniment. Promptness of action by the stage manager restored order behind the scenes. Nothing of all those tcidents struck the sense of anyone In the Missioner box. All four of its occupants were concerned for the immediate recovery of the diamonds that had sprung from Mrs. Missioner's neck to her lap, and then stampeded across the floor.. Griswold, still on his knees, rescued Se -------- wis WABSCAD LAWS vei. crets. the world over toil ceaselessly | vel tain the. brilllatce of that big Jewel show. They send their -dia- monds and rubles and emeralds and sappbires, their pearls and opals and gold, to gleam on the heads and breasts and gowns of women whom the industry of one gene © stock-market luck of Las crowned with riches." A night at the opera is 4 perade of the wouders gens can work und of that whieh, tov often, gems can buy. In all that e outshone the which the necklace wore that night was the For in its center biazed Maharanee diamond "1 think we've found them all." said Sands, rising and empvicg bis cupped hand {oto the miniatire racuntain iu Mrs. Missioner's iap "No fore inthe box, that's « supplemented " Oriswold knees studiodsi¥."' "Are You we" asked Dorothy, "Pleasé be sult" Wge-d the w.dow. | "I mist have them all." i Sands and GrisWoidl nodded in chor i us. Néither notic@#t* ine tas-ination with "which" the eves or the Hastener, | Ike twin searchlightd, swept the floor Bands and Griswold reiuraed 10 their chairs. Reluctantly realizing the | thrilling little bys end the other members of the again focused their atte; stage. Mephisto befooled Dane Mar tha, Faust won Marguerite, and the curtain descended on an operatic triumph. only to be raised and lowered and raised again as boxes, orchestra, and balconies recalled tue singers for their meed of praise. AS they passed, bowing and smiling, before the curtain, a low cry came from Mrs. Missioner's throat "O-0-0h!" she exclaimed, ha!f-rising in her excitement, "the largest of afl is gone! The Maharanee!" Instantly the turmoil was Dorothy sprang to her feet fore either of the men could antici pate her, began pushing the chairs about until all save Mrs. Missionér's were grouped in a corner of the box. Then the little débutante, regradless of her fiuffy frock raked the floor with her fan, with her free hand, her feet, in almost hysterical quest of the still missing diamond. Griswold, near- ly as excited 'as the women, recom- menced his own search. All the energy of the thousands of women and men in the bouse was in their eyes, and those eves concen- trated on the. box where the wmillion- aire widow, half-frenzied, was sacri- ficing her Paquin gown to the hunt for her more treasured possession. All the action in Sands leaped to the fore. Stretching a long arm across the bent backs of Griswold and little otric sparkle, no gems Missioner jewels, of Mrs, Missioner masterniece, fa riot | dufung i i | ! : cetie Ww ar an avdienc tlon on tha renewed, and. be- | than another slow bending Miss March, he thrust a thumb against an electric button. "It can't be in the box," he said de- | cisively, and when a breathless uspér | rapped at the door, the millionaire | tore it open and whispered "Run | down to the orchestra and look every- | where around this box A diamond | has fallen over the rail." | "What can be the matter?" asked! a thousand women of a thousand es | corts. In many parts of the audience, | they were standing between the seals for a better view of the box around which the little tempest of excitement swirled. Quick questions rained .on the | searching usher from a group that sur- | rounded him ten deep as he poked | among the programmes that strewed the orchestra floor under the Mission- er box. "Keep cool, Doris. We'll sald Sands to the widow. "Bravo," came as an inspiration | from a fer corner of the balcony, as the great soprano made her final vow, | Instantly it was taken up by hundreds. | "Bravo!* Bravissimo!" screamed de lirious standees over the length of the orchestra. The firemen stood tensely at their posts in readiness for a life | struggle. Ushers hurried to and fro in vain efforts to quiet those nearest them. Above all the clamor in the Missioner box, the nervous inquiries of women, surged that swelling roar, "Bravo! Bravo! -Braviesimo!" until most other sounds succumbed to it and only the noise of the diamond hunt survived. "Dorothy, Dorothy, 1 cannot go un- til we find it," sobbed Mrs. Missionér. The woman who, with a sweep of her pen, could summon all the artists who had sung their souls out on the sidg: to sing as soulfully in her salon, who with another pen-sweep, could recom pense them beyond their most arro gant 'demands, was in fears because she had lost a diamond. But such a diamond! Its prisoned fire held the history of an alien race "After all," said Griswold in a swift aside to 'Dorothy, * she has recovered the other gems, and even if she can find it," | aranee's disappearance, tracted air. Hbe re to days long gone; and evidently the recollection was mot Little Miss March . wide- eyed. Sands bent towsrd Griswold with & brief "whisper. "These," returned "are among my But' they are Sothing to the Mahara nee, and that is a. A leaping flash in the Orientals eyes soon faded to a gleam of polite interest. "You are brave," was all he said, "to wear them in public, Many & wo- man. save in her own ballroom, would content herself with duplicates. "Duplicates!" There was unmistak- able contempt in Mrs, Missioner's tone. "T trust," the Bastener continued, "you will recover the Maharanee, tec. Mrs. Missioner had no time for more of hel head when the usher Who had goue 10 the orchestra hurried into the box. "I've looked thoroughly, sir. he said to Sands, " and 1 can't find the diamond anywhere." The millionaire slipped a banknote into the man's hand "Try againX said quietly "There's a good-deal more than this in it for you if you find it." Griswold, as he moved 10 usher pass, stepped backward such abruptness as to drive his heel sharply down upon something that slipped under his tréad like a peac h kernel. In the very moment whe Mrs. Missioner, - resuming her ] with the Oriental, sald, with emphasis "] leave imitations to others," that blundering heel crushed into aud through the velvet carpet, crushed against the unyielding hardwood of the floor, what bad been the most coi- spicuous diamond in ail the jeweled collarette--orushed it untl only a tiny heap of pallid powder la there save, where a great flake hed slipped from the pressure and remain ed to betray what the liitle plle of dust has been. "Jove!" exclaimed Sands. "The Maharanee!" gasped Dorothy. The widow paled. The light in the Oriental's eyes flared to "a flame. With a smile as inscrutable as his thoughts, he leaned across the low partition, picked up a pinch of the powder aud the telltale flake and laid them deferentially on Mra. Missioner's outspread fan. "Your maid is more cautions," he said, his smile softening slightly, "or it may be, your jewel has made a mis take." Mrs. Missioner did not faint. She only clutched the soft hand of litile Miss March so tightly that the débu- tante with difficulty suppressed a scream. This time there was silence in the Missioner box, for Griswold. even as he began to stammer an apology for his awkwardness, let the words die on his lips as be saw the cruel pallor of the widow's face. The silence of Sands was grim, that of the Oriental sauvely #elf-effacing. "Then," said Mrs. Missioner at last, a low, tense tone, "this is--this "Not the Maharanee diamond," re plied the Oriental. "Jn a sense, madame, I congratuite you." She stopped him with a look. "This--this thing is could say uo niore. "Paste!" thundered Sands. "lI have been robbed.' said Mrs Misaioner in a stifled voice. "Take me home, Bruxton." let tbe wita in is She CHAPTER NT The Man of Action. The conference that foilowed in the quiet of Mrs. Missioner's library threw no light on mystery of the Mal Mrs. Mission fainting type, and she entered her Fifth: Avenue fellowed by Dorothy Sands and Griswold, she went straight to the room in which she kept her jewels Half librdry, half boudoir, the apartment was a triumph of the dec orator's art vacuum tubes running along pe walls which could flood the farthest corner with noonday brilliance or soften the gloom to the faintest twilight gleam A grateful glow from logs of giant Georgia oak ruddied the Colonial fire place - Mrs the lights to their full radiance. She hastened across the room, her opera claok slimming from her whire shoul ders, and paused in front of the safe "You dop't expect tw. find your dia mond there?' inquired Griswold a mazedly She flung a glance over her shoul der 'Perhaps all the the er was pot of the when home other 8 are talk | richly | big | It was lighted by slender | Missioner herself switched on | Pleasant Fields of Holy Writ. THE INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON { A weekly column of abiding interest scholars, to both teachers and i | Motto for this week: "The mystery in the works of God is only another Dame for my ignorance."--Richard Cecil, 1748-1810, Third Quarter. Lesson V1. Mark 11: 12.33, August 9, 1914 THE BARREN FIG TREE AND THE DEFILED TEMPLE (Temperance Lesson) ; (THE STORY ) ; of the marriage seehe at Cana suddenly becomes a in the presence of the Bross profanmtion of his Father's house adorned and beautified that and first miracle that He wr treme. He sniltes the aa the fan in His hand the prophet Elijah, in the earthed a scandalous fully blockade the city sic The "Lamb' Lion® He who ag domestic incident with his presence Ut, h%s now an aspect terrible in the ex. Wit) e fron rod of His mouth, and before RiesaWy. |, .. a modern, municipal on of a metropolitan minister, not 80 long un- {f privilege to merchants and ethers to uglaw- ! ! t alks. A corrupt hierarchy was doing some- thing like that in the temple. For a fixed price, or a per centum on the sales they were allowing the traffickers to set up their tabernae and ex- pose their wares. The growth was by almost imperceptible degrees. The national conscience, callous though jit was, would have resented a whole- sale introduction of the market Located, too, as it was in the least sac- red part, the court of the Gentiles, and partaking as it did of the nature of an insult to the foreign-born, it gave the least possible offense to the nativg Jews . S0 for gain the temple is metamorphosed into a stockyard lleating lambs drown the sound of the tinkling bells on the antiphonal chanting of the priests Se is neutralized by the malodors incident to a cattle-pen. Above .all rise the piercing tones, the excited chaffering of the buyer and the seller and the moneymonger contending for his five per céntum, No doubt. these sly merchants availed themselves of the presence of worshipers from for- eign parts to expose for sale articles that had not even the poor excuse of a s ight connection with the temple service. So the temple had become a noisy, filthy place. At the very period of the Passover, when it should be pervaded by a holy calm and quiet, it was really characterized by the greatest and profanest confusion Mammon had supplanted God in His own sanctuary. Of this profanation Jesus had been the silent observer on His annual visits to Jerusalem. [It was no late discovery on His part His Indignation was all the more terrible because it had been so long pent up. How this Galilean peasant could single-handed expel the horde of traffickers who had attached themselwés to marble pillar and tassellated floor with the tenacity of barnacles has been matter of surprise to some who have sought a supernatural explanation and have supposed that Jesus was aided by a sudden outbeaming of His divinity. No doubt Jesus' face and carriage were majestic, and His voice authoritative; but it must be remembered He was dealing with a lot of conscience-cowards. They were perfectly aware of the illegal and sacrilegious character of their business. Again, there were many devout souls who had long' been out- red by these time-honored abuses They rejoiced the standard >t up and gladly lent a hand raid in the expulsion The start- led temple authorities regain their equilibrium and set upon Jesus as He stands th the midst of the temple, pure and quiet, once more. They display that pitiful fol which always afterwards characterized their at- tacks upon Him. t Fhay dare not raise a question as to the justness of the thing done Was not that very justness of the thing done a sufficient credential of the doer It ridiculous to ask for an additional sign They betrayed the poverty of their resources in doing so . All through His ministry, even as He hung on the cross, Jesus was importuned for a sign; but He never once worked a miracle on demand. On this oc- casion He responded with a parabolic saying, the meaning of which un- folded itself friend and foe alike, on the occasion of His resurrection. Like many of Jesus' sayings, this had both a literal and<figurative mean- ing The literal referred to His body, which the Jews did destroy, and which raised three days later The spiritual meaning might be brought out in a paraphrase, "Continue to destroy this temple hy deliber- ate profanation of it and out of it, from a decaying husk, I will raise the living stalk of my church HE TEAMHERS' LANTERN Seripture displays the opposite traits of Jesus' charac Mark 11 Here is Love and Wrath in juxtaposition equipoise The individual human character will draw from Jesus just what it merits--Iis loving approbation or His wrathful displeasure His "Come!" or Depart!" The holiest use of the human heart is that it shall be a temple of God, redolent with incense, voeal with praise ' If the temptor were to approach the believer, and propose to {move in all at once with ail his traps and clutter, the proposition would I be indignantly resented He approaches clandestinely He effects an en- trance by imperceptible degrees Before one is aware of it, the temple is fa market-house ' Relief is found by flying to the Master, en- | treating Him to enter .the heart-temple, assert His authority and drive out { what offends If all the thoughts of seeming worshipers in an} | given congregation could ar the same instant take material form and be jexposed to view, what a ne the Christian auditorium would present! { A vanity fair; a fancy ball herds and flocks and tables of money-chang- fers! The church needs to be guarded against profanation as wel { temple The Quaker proposed a good way of cleaning up the meeting- | house when he said, "let each. clean the spot he occupies.' . The white pillar in a ¥twrch in a western city is still shown on which a banker is said to Baye, all oblivious to his surroundings, ompound interest problem.to a finish in the very midst of that but the table of a money-changer in the chureh? ANALYSIS AND KEY Anger: Lamb to Lion Its Cause: Degree Graft |of Hierarchy Temple Converted into Expulsion of Traffickers Not Effected by Divinity On Occasion Jesus' Mien Traffickers also Conscious o Authorities Demand "Sign Jesus' Parabolic Reply. . . The Young People's Devotional Service 1914. John 8: to see in was to Jesus as No p more fi m o ytd inely than ter and as the worked out a sermon noted {a \ t What wa Jesus Market Majestic Crime August 9, 31-36. WHO 1S FREE? "1f ye continue in my word then are ve my disciples indeed ve shall Know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.' ' . Racial pride led the Jews to deprecate Jesus' proposition to make them : free They cried, "We are Abraham's seed and never 'were in bondage. it is very common to hear people to this day discanting on their personal liberty "But no one can gainsay Jesus' affirmation, "The committer of sin is sin's servant." "Emancipation" is one of the moss inspiring words in human language. But moral emancipation is as much greater than physi- And fringe of the high priest's robe, and the lowing of cattle competes with the | The sweet incense of the golden cen- | | i PERRIN'S CHEESE WAFERS The bit of cheese baked into these crisp biscuits produces a flavor that is as enjoy- able as it is unique. For picnic luncheons and al fresco teas nothing could be better. SEND FOR THE PERRIN j "SAMPLER" PACKAGE ~ It contains many delicious biscuit surprises«-«- and it's yours for 10c. (stumps or coin) and your grocer's name. "Cv Every Package Guaranteed, D. S. PERRIN & COMPANY Why that pain, when Blue-jay would stop it instantly? Why have a corn, when Blue-jay would remove it in two days? Why that discomfort, when millions of people could tell you a way to get rid of it? 'These are the facts: | Blue-jay is applied in a jiffy. And from that instant all pain is stopped. Then, while you work or sleep or play, Blue-jay undermines the corn. In two days you can lift it out, without any pain or soreness. Think how easy, how simple, While you pare corns, or doctor them in other petty ways, Bluesj is taking out a million corns a mouth, It is simply folly, in these modern days, to suffer from a com. A single test will prove this. stopé not find thir one- "lI am RE to "Don't you know?" returned N Miss March excitedly "Dont't really know, Mr. Griswold?' "Know what, Miss March? the clybman. "Why, the history of that stone!" Don't you know Mrs. Missioner's hus band bought it from a Maharanee, that they brought it all the way from India? Don't you know it's the fimest diamond in America?" Griswold zhook his head. He was pursuitg the search perfunctorily. His hands were busy, but his eyes roved over the house. Idiy he noted the slowly ebbing interest of the au dience, the departure of hundreds by twos 'and tlitees and larger groups the thronging toward the lobby for the paste." she answered. see how many have been stolen." | She dropped to her knees before the steel door of the bank-like vault | built 'in the wall, aud turned the nick Road, Aug. fel 'knob right avd left. The door, about done and a very poor | puinted to harmoize with the Flemish reported. The First lake {oak of the walnscot, was ornamented 'mines have closed down for a couple | with only the widow's crest. Silence!ol weeks. The rain Sunday evening held the other§ ps her gioved fingers | was a appreciated by the farmers of { wiirled the litle knob. ' Not until a! *his vieinit Born to Mr. and Mrs. lick apnovnced that" the bolts were = {thrown did Sands speak. "You » allrvhe other stones tare her ie asked, wicking np Mrs, | Missioner's lorgnon bag, into which she had slipped the recovered gems on ileaving the opéra hox, ' "Yes! the widow replied, but, " 'Bruxton, the Maharanee, the beaut asual visits between the acts. It was | Maharanée ae If . you er with faint interest that he saw severa! | know how | prize. Jt!" Swany rad Hh os rush the | Sands. absenty counting the leser follow those Faces. he rouse tjewels, did not see the messive sa'e Aces, le would have seen , go; swing open His descipiiued 'them converse in the corridor behind | = - Li Sescinii the box--the box in which the Orien- |Mifiid was working slowly, steadily, tal with the face of & hawk. Dorothy, her small fade cameo clear The hawk watched the Missioner in the intense light of the mercury, box. So steadily did he dirsct his | watched the shining gems as the mil pade at Mre. Missioner that she was |lionsiré's strong flicked them when the stranger's flashlight gage | delicately from 1 a mm bag to ihe struck a spark from her memory. Sbe ! Jou let Ee thersiote, bowed, cooly as she degun he ms VeEw the widow's gloved hand frembie antioh LL Be A nr Shs las, swittly, she curned a amatier ith rac y. . (cortrolling the com To. 1¢ satified with this dubious £DCOUTAZe: | 0 nnna remen in which "she West i ment. . : : towels as Jevels. His eyes still upon her, be "You are fond of your iewe {felt for a = "areige, : : : ever, I see," he sald, in » low fone, #8 | "(To be tontinued n of one claiming & stare in intixtete egies ay ste answered with an ap eon who fs irl pursuit »7 sae . r hr anal 4 a id y J _ There is sat y © 10 duceive the the greater number. Sands, a man of sisal action as well as of millions, picked up the larger gems. Miss arch shrank further into the corner f the box and dragged her petticoats ever more closely until her immature form Segtied chiseled in tulle. els, backache, and| k in all the corners--look every- pain in- the side. 1 Where," Mrs. Missioner urged. also suffered terribly eres one behind the chair," she pointed. from oi took "There's another," cried Doroth: dy hers pointing at Griswold's feet. A alance JogstableGom a _.; from the dark stranger ia the next urely | box directed the searchers toward still free from pain in|gnother t of at part of the floor, and every 4 back and bowels and | move was rewarded by the recovery - am stronger in every {of a gleaming stone. One by one by way. 1 recommend Lydia E. Pinkham's | tWos, by threes, the dinmonds were Be to all expectant moth- | E8thered, and still the search went on. rs.' --Mrs. E. WANDBY, 92 Logan Ave- | Fast as they scooped them up. 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