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REC Ne ! BEGIN HERE TODAY Finding the lifeless bodies of his two partners, | at heir gold Jind cam a oster flees sou he Jnowing. that-he will be. accused. of the crime. On the way Gloster saves life of a stranger, Lee Haines, the murderous hands of a scoun- drel by the name of Joe Macarthur, "Joan" lives with an old recluse, Buck Daniels, presumably her father, in an out-of-the-way ranch house. S| complains to him that she is never allowed to go where other girls go. One night she slips from her and rides to a schoolhouse several miles distant, where a dance is in progress. From a higden place Joan hears a lov- ers' quarrel. John Gainor is jealous. "If you're tired of me, I ain't going to bother you no more, Nell," says Gal nor. "But we got to have a showdown right here and now!" GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER V.--(Cont'd.) "You're trying to break my heart!" she sobbed. + "Oh, Nell," cried the man softly. "Oh, honey, I'd go through fire to make you happy. Don't you know that?" Na And, quite regardless of whoever might be looking, he caught Nell in his arms. It was such an unexpected ending to the little drama that Joan caught her breath, smiling and nod- ding in sympathy. She was so glad the breach was healed #hat she wanted to run out and shake their hands and tell them how happy she was, "Stop -erying, dear," Gainor was saying. "I'm a brute the way I been talking to you. I'd like to get down on my knees and beg your pardon. Please stop crying, Nell, and I'll never talk about flirting again!" And indeed the whole body of Nell was shaken and quivering. But it was not with sobs. To the utter amaze- ment of Joan, straight toward whom the face of the girl was turned, Nell was laughing, impudently, silently, with her face crushed close to the shoulder of her lover. "But folks will see us!" muttered, drawing back. Nell buried her face in her hands. "Oh, Nell," groaned the man, "I'll never forgive myself! Will you?" He thought she was still crying, no .doubt. But Joan, shocked and thun- derstruck, knew well enough that she was merely hiding the last of her laughter, Oh, shameless woman, sie thought. "And her anger arose. And now they were walking off af- fectionately arm in arm with the girl looking sadly up at Gainor and say- ing: "I only want you to be kind to me, John. Just a little kind to me!" "Kind to you!" Gainor replied, his voice a great tremor of enthusiasm, "Nell, I'll work for you until my hands are raw. I'll make you happy if I have to" His voice faded in the distance. So to the very end Nell had tricked him, using the tears which laughter had brought to her eyes to subdue him. He should be warned; thought Joan. She mused about how it might be done until she was astonished to find herself laughing softly. "After all," Joan murmured to her- self, "she was wonderful! I wonder if any other woman in all the world could do that to a man?" In the meantime, the music Jnside the school had swung into the air of a Spanish waltz song whose words she had heard and learned from a cow- puncher who had once worked for Buck Daniels. She stole around to the farther side of the school. There she found that the way was easy, for the foundation had been laid close to a ragged mass of black rocks. Up these she climbed and at the top found herself at the level of a window not more than three feet away. And by shifting her head from side to side she could survey the whole room. But she did not care to shift it, for the instant her glance passed across the room it fell upon the form of a Gainor jis yours? man like a lion compared with the best of 'all the others--a big, wide-shoul- dered fellow who overflowed the chair he sat on, with a head covered with curling tawny hair thrown back to rest against the wall, and a face half stern and half handsome, and wholly Saseless cof all that' went on around Two youngsters of sixteen or seveh- he | teen went spinning by in double time, through the mazes of a new dance, and the big man of the tawny hair so far roused himself as to lounge for- ward in his chair and clap his hands in the swift time of their suffling feet. Finally he arose, threw back his shoulders, and stretched himself a little--he loomed a whole head taller than the crowd--and left the hall. Now she could look about to see who else was there. But when she looked she found that she was seeing nothing some bronzed face and the head of tawny hair. She stole back down the rock. All at. once it seemed to her that she had been incredibly bold in gdventuring as she had done. - And if Buck Daniels should ever know-- She hurried around the school again. She slipped away into the tangle of cedar and cactus until she reached Peter again, and as he whin- nied a welcome no louder than a whis- per, she threw her arms around his honest head and drew it close to her. "Oh, Peter" she murmured, "I've seen such strange things, and I've heard such strange things. Take me home as fast as you can." But when she had mounted to the saddle, trembling with weakness and fear and haste, her courage returned. For still the words and the rhythm of the Spanish waltz rang through her head, and, tilting up her face, she be- gan to sing them. CHAPTER VIL. THE GENTLE FLAME. It made no difference that she did not understand the words; that did not lessen her enjoyment of the rhythm: "Que viva la rumba; Que viva, que viva placer; Que ian las ninas, chulitas, bonitas, Y guapas que saben querer!" She .ended with laughter in her thiont. "Hello!" called a man's oice, ap- i ll il 1 He caught Nell in his arms. proaching the thicket. "Who's yon- der?" + Joan gathered the reine with a jerk that tensed Peter for a stat. Between the heads of two scrub cedars she could see the tigure of a big man, and now he crossel a shaft of light which spilled out from a win- dow, and she saw that it was the man of the tawny hair. And, instead of fleeing, she reined Peter backward into a thick circle of the cedars, sprang to the ground, and took shelter behind a big cactus. "Hello!" called the voice of the man again. "Who's there?" "Why are you coming?" asked Joan, and her voice shook. "Because I'd walk ten miles and swim a river to see the girl that was singing that old song," he answered. She slipped to the side. He must not come too close to Peter. And from a fresh covert she called softly: "Who are you?" .. "My name is Harry Gloster. What 8 Hello--where . have y gone?" He had come out on the far side of the thicket. - "Not far from you," she answered. He hurried toward her. And in the moonshine he appeared a giant. Back g the cedars she stole, and that same ability to move like a soundless on every side of her but that hand-| The dress, of light tan, suggests an tensemble, and is made of extremely light material, The ostrich feather boa conforms to the summer edict of the French styles mentors. was leaving the ranch house was with her again. Then she stood fast in the deep shadow of a tall shrub and saw Gloster blunder past her, sweeping the very spot where she stood, but seeing no- thing. = How could she let him see her, drab as that shadow in which she stood. And yet, it was hard to leave him, also! ~J She stepped to the other side of the cedar, peering through its branches, and saw him come running back, then stop in an open space. The moon struck full upon him. He was half laughing and half frowning, and such was his excitement that he still car- ried his hat. in his hand, crushed to a shapeless mass in his fingers. "Where are you?" he cried again, guarding his voice that it might not and to te ears of some strollng couples in the clearing beside the school. The wind inceased at that moment, with a rustling and rushing among the branches, and Joan, pitching her, voice far and thin, answered him. "Here!" she called. He turned about face. : "The devil," she heard him mutter. "She has wings!" He added aloud: "lI won't hunt for you if you don't want me to." "Do you promise that?" asked: Joan. He faced sharply toward her again, appeared about to make a step in her direction, and then checked himself. "I'll promise if I have to," said Harry Gloster gloomily. "Then I'll stay a while," she an- swered. "But why have you come running in here?" "You know better than I do." "I haven't the least idea." "Why do birds sing in the spring?" "To call a--" She checked herself in confusion. "That's right!" he laughed. "To call a mate. And when you said in that song that you understood love--" "The song may have said it. I did not." : "Your whole voice was full of it." "I know nothing about the tricks my voice may have been playing." He moved a half step closer. "Your promise!" she cried. He retreated again with a sort of oan. And, in the meantime, Joan was studying him intently. She knew lit- tle about men. A thousand times, by hints and di- rect commands, Buck Daniels had ord- ered her to pay no attention to men-- to young men. And she had obeyed. {To be continued.) Fe National Monuments Quebec Eyenement (Cons): (The citizens of Halifax subscribed - the money to preserve the Citadel from ruin.) At the moment when Mr. King is proposing to spend millions on the beautification of the Capital, we think it peculiarly opportune to remind him that the history of the country did not begin in 1921, and that there were noble exploits accomplished in Can- ada before he acquired his honors, What reason is there to beautify the Capital, when the relics of a glorious past are falling into ruins in the cen- tenary towns. like Halifax, Kingston and Quebec? Very fortunately for us, the Government at last recognizes that it is necessary to restore the fortifications of Quebec. Let us hope that similar action will soon be taken in the historic towns of the English: speaking provinces, . - fie "You know, Edward, I speak as I thi KY penetrate farther than the Ittle copsel- "Yes, and probably a Httle}. - | meeting of | | of Anatomists. Afin Arbor, M Witschi ited that he gre ation into sexes it. In one set, J ature of the wafer i approximately jas in nature, the sex ratio was about nor- mal--100 females and 96 males. In the other set the temperature of the water was suddenly jumped to nearly 90 degrees Fahrenheit when the tad- poles were five weeks old. The sex | glands of the. . females in... this. set] gradually assumed a masculine char- acter, and the frogs emprged as males." : pressed plaits af ¢ither Tuclts at shoulders are de Deep V at front gives verticeT Tine. Design No. 907 employs Tovely soft silk crepe in geometric pat i harmonizing plain silk ing. Crepe satin in Tse treatment, novelty woolens, georgette crepe, wool crepe and lightweight 'woolens are ex- tremely fashionable. Pattern in sizes 16, 18, 20 years, 36, 88, 40, 42 and 44 inches bust measure. Size 86 requires 3% yards of 40-inch material, with 5 yard of 27-inch contrasting. Price "Interpretation. "It is ~ {contradiction between the _|can not conceive. gkirt. |be vital and necessary in its five, [tation to hold people who | Hasten Slowly child to learn in Sunday School that Joshua caused the sun to stand still and to be taught in the secular school that the earth moves around the sun. There are other puzzles for the child which Montgomery Major "specifies for us in an article in The Forum, in which he pleads that children should not be asked to believe blindly what it 1s impossible for their elders to believe. without much philosophy and folly," he says, "to proclaim that Christianity rests upon miraculous signs and events, and that, shorn of these, there is, and can It 1s somewhat disconcerting to the || four months of this taxation receipts budget estimates - francs, about $3 Indirect taxation 250,000 francs and @ 500,000,000 francs. Practically the only tax which shows a deficit on the estimates is | otters, star 1925. ; William Richardson is eighty-one years old, and his eyes deserted him four years ago. Every day, unless there's a blizzard or a tornado' or something, Mr. Richardson walks his the turnover tax, which 'is 11,000, 000 francs less than estimated though 35,000,000 more than was front porch back and forth. He makes believe he is out on the high roads trudging the country from end to end. Tecetved during the same; period last year. be, no Christian religion." After the child learns what Mr. Major calls the miracles land the laws of the universe, he loses his faith. His religion, based upon the miracles, has been destroyed, along with his faith in those moracles. Some of our readers will disapprove of Mr. Major's argument, but we must occasionally give voice to those whose belief is not based upon the generally accepted dogmas. Children must be taught, says Mr. Major, "that religion is a progressive and culminative spiri- religion has progressed and improved\through the Old Testa- ment into the New. It must be ex- plained to them t the ancient Bibli- cal cosmology is not God's but the accepted belief of the time. They must not be taught to belleve in Christianity because of the miracles, but, if you will, in the miracles be- cause of Christianity." Mr. Major argues further: "It is obviously unwise to preach gospel of fire and brimstone to child- ren of an age which is too apt to in; quire curiously where hell is and éx- pect it to be located geographically, Once it was safe enough to make congregations tremble before the awful picture of 'sinners in the hands of an angry God.! But to-day our en- lightened children are not to be co- erced by threats of hypothetical piun- ishment. They are not afraid of a damnation the nature of which they "Modern Sunday School training, ave \, 18 not vit tionary, and is futile. 1, is illogical, is absurd, Religiol selves deal in vital roblems, It is the duty of the Sun. ey School to teach religion so that it ghall be. hildren should be taught sanely and quietly; they should be reasoned with and not commanded. Do not think them devoid of reason- ing with powers. Do not tell them to believe because they ought to be- lieve. Tell them to believe because there is a valid rason for belief, "Their religion should be Db: 20c the pattern. it carefully) for each number and &adress your order to Wilson Patte Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toro Patterns sent by return mail. ------ A reliable antiseptic--Minard's. ------ Safety First Le monde Ouvrier (Ind.): People were terrified and indignant to learn that three little children' bad paid with their lives for the inconsiderate piety. of their mother, who «left the to Mass, for devotional purposes ig entirely pralseworthy when the proper time is chosen to go. But a perfectly clear distinction can be drawn between a duty and a religious practice, however deserving of merit, but to abstain from which will not endanger anyone. As long as children are too little to look after themselves,!it is the mother's duty to see that they are safe. It is unfortunate that one should allow the precious faculty of instinct to be' atrophied. Animals, closer to nature, show themselves , of women. thinking a death): "Well kg shadow which had been hers when she |Minard's Liniment for falling hair. stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap | three babies at home while she went, The act of going to church! superior to plenty | Bigger and Befter Detroit Free Press: Manufacturers announce that United States has be- come "definitely a two-car country." It will be more or less a task in some homes to make two deferred pay- ments grow where only one grew be- fore. \ Stays sharp longe | Cutseaster Sawsfaster ) BIMONDS CANADA SAW €0, LTD, MONTREAL", 5T, JOHN N.8,, 4 to upon the teachings of Jesus, if the miracles and the Virgin crymgle, they have their. faith aken. They should not be bullied threats of hell or bribed by promise m. emember this final' admonition: 'fou can always drive young people out of the Church by careless teach- ing, but you cannot drive them into it!" * a The Monroe Doctrine Charleston News and Courier: Most people are in agreement that the Mon- roe Doctrine -has lost its value. No European State covets South Ameri- can lands and of this South Americans are aware, so they resent the re-state- ment of the document or reference to it by the United States as patronizing. Elm-bordered lanes, distant. lakes | laughing in the summer sum, hills ~ {tumbling along the far horizon, green valleys and wide prairies, red apples | bunched in the trees by the roadside; people passing and talking--he sees all these things, in 'his imagination. Actually he fs walking thirty-three feet to the far end of the front porch and then thirty-three feet back again," Eighty laps, up and back, make ex- actly a mile, and the venerable tra. veler paces off an average of about ten miles a day. That is 800 trips up the front porch and 800 trips back again, Talk about the "bunion der- bles" If it's that counts, William Richardson wins "in a walk." With slow stride, hardly a shuffle, he has "crossed the continent" and returned to Providence, That is some 6,000 miles. Florida next appealed to .{the porch-hiker's imagination,' so ha sefeforth, loldin" south, 'on the road Miami." 3 A light bamboo cane not only guides Mr. Richardson along his route, but serves as a tabulator of his mileage. There are four wooden rings on the «{ handle of the cane, and at the end of each twenty laps, he slides one ring down the stick, recording a quarter of a mile. Whenthe fourth ring has been mg gs that he has lhdson of Mr, p-book with lary hikes. is that the n his mind. has travel. pe he siarted ie years ago. year, he walked [front-porch "beat." to an 'even 2,400 year, and tramped miles during the third Riary vagahonding. It is year, to hike a full 2,500 August--if my feet hold out--and I éxpect they will--I'll be a {third of the way around the world," remarks Mr. Richardson, pausing for a brief rest in his daily jaunt. "The warm su is with me now, and I'l be able to make up for lost time. I average about one mile an hour, but {sometimes when I feel like speeding up, I complete a mile in. forty-five , minutes. One day I walked thirteen miles. As I remember, that was my best day" : Asked where he intends to make his next objective after reaching "Miami," he. shakes his head and smiles: I shall start for home immediately, for I do not linger long on my trips. I keep walking. Perhaps I'll never get back to Providence, Any day, my | walks along this porch may be cut THERE Is nothing that taken Aspirin's place as an for pain. It is safe, or physicians wouldn't use it, and endorse its use by others. Sure, or several has ever | antidote users would have turned t raillion urned to else. But flie sal Aspirin ot any drugstore) wif on and the word i Drie in oh % a -- ; it though you do." {off suddenly. To-day is mine, and I can only take what 4s mine. I do not ant to mortgage my future, or I might get [nto debt." tb ny Colored Bed Spread Better Than White When you are brightening up your house fr s g, don't forget the bed- room. A bed\yspread made of figured materials such\as English print, per- cale, or other sing-fast fabrics makes a room more cheekfs Two widt] i and attractive.