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1D BEGIN HERE TODAY Hendry Rand, middle-aged credit manager of a department store, at dinner with his family. is reminded that the following day is his son, James' birthday. Simm plans a the- atre party for the family. He inc'udes Barry Colvin, his. sister's fiance in the pay. Henry Rand, on the night of 'party, fails to return home for supper. The family become alarmed. The phone rings and Jimmy ahswers it. The police tell him that his father's body has been found in a room at the C .ufield Hotel. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER II. The voice at the other end of the phone stopped. There was a metallic click. The other man had hung up. "Hello! Hello!" Jimmy frantically tried to call him back. "Hello!" "Number, please" came the oper- ator's voice Dazed, Jimmy mechanic- ally replaced the receiver on che hook. "What is it, James? Something has happened to your father. What is it?" Jimmy's mother was at his side, her blue eyes staring fixedly at his as if trying to read the truth. Janet came running and put her arm around her mother. Breathlessly they waited for Jimmy to speak. "Something evidently has happened to dad" admitted Jimmy, gazing at Barry, who was standing "Yeside Jan- et. "Just how bad I don't know," he lied, "and I'm going to find out." "He's dead. I know it. He's dead," moaned Martha Rand. She slumped into the nearest chair and buried her fuce in her work-worn hands. She swayed slightly from side to side. Janet ran to her, "Look here, Jim. what is it?" Bar- ry Colvin's hand was'on Jimmy's arm, his voice steady," 'Let me help." "You've got fo help, Barry," Jimmy was whispering. "That was police calling. , They said dad had been found dead in the Canfield Hotel." "No, Jim! Not in that hole! must be a mistake." "I'm praying that it is. Barry, but I'm going down. You stay here with mother and Sis. Please. Tell them anything to keep them going. I'll phone you later." Jimmy had grab- bed his hat and coat and was gone. The cold winl-driven rain lashed him cruelly as he stumbled out of the front door and made for the automo- bile. Jimmy, unheeding, was carry- ing his hat in his hand. * - - - It * On the way down town. Jimmy, driving by instinct raher han by any conscious direction of his brain, found himself repeating over and over: "God It's not true! God! It's not true. It's not true." 3 The Canfield Hotel, old and run down, reared uglily before Jimmy Rand's eyes as he vulled his car to a stop. i A shabbv three-storey frame strus- ture, its paint had faded into toneless, weather-beaten color that told of care- less neglect. A large frosted electric . globe that hung over the front en. trance carried the words "Canfield Hotel" in black Jetters that Lad been eroded by weather until their reading had become alm st a task. Jimmy burst into the lobby. untidy, bald-headpd clerk at the desk was talking to™&' policeman and at Jimmy's question directed him briefly "Next floor; room 202." There in a room filled with police- men and recking fumes of gas, Jimmy found his father, He was lying face up, in the centre of the floor. Jimmy took one swift look at the still, familiar face and, with a sob in his throat kneeled be- side him. "Dad!" he cried. "Dad" A hand tovched his shoulder. "Are you James Rand?" asked the police sergeant. "Yes, sir. Can you tell me what has happened?" "It looks like suiciddy Mr. Rand. Somebody was passing in the hallway and smelled gas coming from beneath the dour. He tried the door and found it locked. The clerk unlocked it and found your father dead and the room stinking with gas." "When was that?" The a : six, as he 4 ways done, and didwt Have the De erry "About five-thirty. The clerk called police and we came right up. I found business cards ir"his pocket," indicat- ing Henry Rand's body, "with the name Henry Rand on them. One of my men got your house on the phone right away and talked with you". "But it couldn't have been suicide," Jimmy protested . "If you had known my father you would have known there couldn't have been one possible motive for him to kill himself. There's always a reason for suicide." "And for murder. too, for that mat. ter," supplied the sergeant grimly. - Jimmy looked again at the still form of Henry Rand. "I'll never be- lieve my father killed himself." Tears were in his eyes. ; The police sergeent was sympa- thetic. "I hope you're right, Mr. Rand. It might be hard to find a rea- son for it, but those things happen. It might be hard to find a reason for your father being in this hotel, for that matter." Jimmy looked around the room. Against one wall was a bed with a white enameled frame. The enamel was peeled off here and there in large chunks, (revealing the black -iron be- neaths | The starli'{cheapness of the room with its fadgil ard worn carpet and its two dingy white-painted chairs with their Ysagging cane bottoms. caused an involuntary shudder to run through him. Near the window, which had been opencd to drive the gas fumer out, was a washstand with a bowl and pitcher. Beside the bed was a "dresser" with a dirty, cold slab of marble for a top and a crack- ed mirror. "The gas," supplied the sergeant, "was coming from that jet right by the dresser. It was turned on all the way. "Your father's hat was found on that chair. just where you see it now," he continued, Jimmy picked up the hat, his fa- ther's neat black derby. Inside, the initisls "H. R." were perforated in the leather bard. He set it down again, tenderly, almost reverently- "You searched him for Yetthrs_. anything that mig""t possibly explain his presence here?" he asked the ser- geant. > "We didn't find a thinz. Here he was, with his overcoat on and his hat on that chair and the gas turned on. Nothing in his pockets but keys and his wallet with his money and cards in it." . "Why should he keep his overeoat on?" Jimmy was fighting seizing at every possible flaw in the sergeants. theory of suicide. "Don't know." Another policeman broke' in. "Looks "Wait a min: te," the sergeant To! terrupted. "Where's the key? The | clerk said he unlocked the door from! the outside. There weren't any loose! keys on him--only those on his ring. Go down and bring him up, Polk." A policeman turned to do' his bid- ding. "Of course," the sergeant went on to Jimmy, "he may have thrown the key outdoors: and then closed the window. We might look out in the street, He was trying the keys on Henry, Rands key ring in the lock in the door. None of them fitted. * The night clerk arrived. "The ser- geantespoke to him brusquely. "See anything of a key in this room?" "No, sir.' I called you up as soon as ¥ found Kine." "By * the Wg: . Who registered for this, room?" put¥n Jimmy. "Did you ask 'hint, {iat, setgeant?" "Yes, he says the register is signed by H. A. Jones of New York. Of cougse he: wouldn't give his right name." "When did he register?" Jimmy addressed the clerk and waited al- most breathlessly for his reply. "Last night some time." "What time?" "I don't know. I go off duty at seven-thirty and the night clerk comas on. It must have been some time after seven-thirty." "And you don't know what this H. A. Jones looks like?" "Why, I thought it was this man here," indicating the body. "You mean you never saw the occu- pant of this room until you opened the door and found my father dead?" "Yes, sir." \ "Wait a minute." The police ser- geant broke in to address the clerk. "This looks like something to go on. When will 'the night clerk come on?" "Any minute now" replied the shabby little bald-headed man. © "I'm damned," continued the ser- geant somewhat ruefully, "if I didn't saw your father register." : "He couldn't have registered af all." Jimmy had ned his steadi- ness.. The excitement was gone from night at quarter to | al- | father up w take it for granted that the clerk | his voice. "My father game home last| T ward the sergean.." His gray eyes' blazed. "If you're trying to mix my ith ang--7 "Pm not tryin' anything, lad. But we found a woman's handkerchief on the bed and Detective Mooney's got Mooney." . (To be continued.) 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HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS Write your name and address plain- ly, giving number and size of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20¢ in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson pattern Service, 78 West Adelaide St., Toronto. < Ce "Even if you seem familiar the boss cax't always place vou." ----p Pleasing The end of the novel to see?" sald, "It's thie last chap, pl ert} em "Mother, may I go in to swim?" "Yes, my darling daughter; me??" t| Hang your cloth 28 3 hick) Yaw, bibiry ire non-seciarian and 1 But dont' go near the th a EE it in his pocket now. Show it to him," fa A tric plants there are no chimneys in "Why do you turn, oh, summer girl, "Why, don't you know," she gently ita boy Jumiped into the river after a salmon and found it wasn't there what would he do? Why, get wet. uni-verse. ma As . Why is a member of Parliament like a shrimp? Because he has M.P. at the end of name,' © LR vi Why sailors know that Mars fs uninhabited? Because they have been to see (sea). it's the capital of England. ¢ What table has no legs to stand on? The multiplication table. Why are you nose and chin at vari ance? Because words are al passing between them. CE Why is a doctor who has lost his practice like a'man in a temper? Be- cause he lost all his patients. What are the lightest hats made of? The material that is not felt, What is that which we often return yet never borrow? Thanks. What should you always do In a hurry? Nothing. / Why shoul? a poor man drink water? Because he has no proper tea (property). Why are weary people like bicycles? cause they are tired. What ships never sail Hardships, When is butter like Irish children? When it is little Pats. . in Two Inquisitive Boys Mrs. Good Mother was giving a party, And when her two boys were at school She placed three jugs of custard On a shelf in the pantry to cool. y the seas?| So soon as their lessons were over, The boys hurried home in great glee; They knew that mother was making All kinds of nice things for tea. The moment they entered the pantry, They spied three jugs on the shelf; But how to get up was the problem . Which quickly presented Itself, "Let's get the stepladder," said Joe, "No, I've a much better plan; You reach to the shelf from my shoul- ders And see what is in them," said Dan. | And down came the shelf with its bur- den-- Down with a terrific noise; And mother screamed loudly on find- ing The custard all over the boys. Of course, they sald they were sorry, But mother said: "You needn't cry, I'll not tell the guests of two naughty boys Nor the custard 1 made for the pie." an ieee Ready-Made Office Building Predicted Office buildings fabricated in shops, with parts delivered ready to be put in place rather than built, and a con- 'tinued tendency toward the elimina- tion of the work of the masonry trades, at least above ground, are seen by H. J. B. Hoskins, of Chicago, as trends of modern commercials architecutre. "Anexterior may be -a' rustless etal, possesing possibly aporcelain ®namel finish, or a sprayed-on coat of paint material yet to be discovered," Mr. Hoskins says in an article in "The Architectural Forum." The inside of the wall slabs probably would be finished to match interior woodwork or paint, thus avoiding any problem of the handling of wet plaster. As. bestos block, or a similar substance applied over rustproof paint, would protect steel work from fire. - ee A ee Honolulu, Is City i " Without Chimneys Honolulu is a smokeless ¢ity and for that reason it is rated clean or free from the smudge which has mar- red the structural appearance of New York and other large cities, Except for the chimneys of the gas and elec Honolulu. In the first place heating systems are not needed and the great number of housewives or servants use gas for cooking. Some more cook out Joors and others on a charcoal stove which does not ¥ive out any smoke. This interesting Hawaiian city, it was pointed out, is not a pro- fitable field for painters. ----e Toronto, Ontarip.--There are now 1,150 Women's Institutes in the rural districts of the Province of Ontario with a membership of. over 40,000. These Institutes exist for promoting ficial to the community as a 'whole, jally to and child 'What was the fifst verse made? The| Why fs the letter E like London?| .| covered by them from several 'social contacts aud whatever is beme:| Is Now Isolated Trachoina # One of 'Scourges of H Results uman Race--| in Blindness Detroit, Mich.--Investigations cor- roborating the work of Dr. Hideyo No- whoguchi of the Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research, who isolated the germ believed to be the' cause of trachoma, were reported at the clos ing session of the American Medical Association by William C. Finnof and Dr. Phillips Thygeson of Denver, The reported germ, identical with that described"by Dr. Noguchi, wie re- oma victims. [Inoculation of monkeys with the germ produced trachoma in these animals, and the germ was pgain recovered. Dr. Finnof regarded this as 8 con- firmation of the results obtained by the Japanese scientist. He de¢lared, however, that there is not yef final ,| proof that thesorganism iu question is the cause of tracoma in human peings, since trachoma in monkeys [Is not identical with that in human bgings. 'The studies and experiments [report- ed by the Denver physicians appeared to make a deep impression upon the assembled scientists, who regarded the confirmation of Dr. Noguch|'s work as an important step toward fhe cop- quest of trachoma, a dreaded |disease of the eyes, which may resulc in blind ness, The disease, caused by [a speci: fic micro-organism, whose /domplete identity has not yet been definitely es- tablished, is highly infecti It re (mains one of the u iconquered scourges of the human race, 8 uf "Your garden must be a source of great pleasure." "Well, it makes me more calm and philosophical, When I see how hard it is to grow things I don't fee' so in- dignant at the prices charged by the store." : " | thedates on, the. coins. "1a strange traveler, amous for visiting There were forks in the days of our they were articles of luxury, used only by the "great and noble" on state oc- casions. 'One was found in 1834 as some laborers were cutting a deep drain at a town in North' Wilts, Eng. Seventy Saxon pennies, so. ereigns dating from 796 to 890 A.D. were packed in a box, of which some de | cayed remnants were left. It also held some articles of personal adornment and a spoon, besides the fork and the coins. The fabric and ornamentation of the fork and spoon gave evidence of their age, which was confirmed by There is still .n existence a German fork which is believed to have been made somewhere near the close of the sixteenth century. On its handle is the figure of a "fool" or jester that is jointed like a child's doll and that tumbles about when the fork is used. At the beginning of the seventeenth century, forks were introduced into England by the author of that curious book, "Coryate's Crudities." He was far countries and noting their alien ways and customs, He says he first observed the use of the fork in italy only, "because the Italian cannot "y any means endure having his dish | fact, some 'hour when he can take up,antomobile touched with fingers, seeing all men's fingers are not alike clean." These "little forks" i-ere usually. made of iron or steel, but occasionally of silver. Coryate says he 'thought good to imi-| tate the Italian fashion by this forked cutting of meat" and suffered for it! by being called a fop by some of his' friends, But it was not long before the cleanliness and convenience of the innovation caused it to be generally adopted. : The early craftsmen devoted much of their skill to devising clever orna: ments for the handles of the forks.® Perhaps a .esire to popularize the new instruments may have inspired them. However that may be, pictures of these ancient forks show many | quaint and clever designs. One can easily fancy a company at a feast spending a goodly part of their time in "handling" their forks, fascinated by the various birds, flowers, beasts, saints and notables gayly depicted thereon, and sporting with all the old- time hearty ardor this new fashion of the table. ---- ¥ Minard's Liniment gives quick relief. TN Christie's since | ment, started at Stoney Creek, Ontar in 1897, has now become world wide, | Inistitutes, wherever t through co-operative effort. The move- | a 8 Take along one or two ° packages. Good for the kiddies--liked by evgry- body--pure, fresh, "de- ZS licious. Canada's original f¥ - Arrowroot Biscuits fi. . baked in Canada by 1853. * | hundreds rey thrust th a the why on earth some people work on the top of a tairtystorey structure for a dollar and a half am Tote Sud hes trom $500 to $1,000 a - day. ih ; : . Human Element Revealed They are human. They have wives and families in their respective homes, and as soon as they receive their pay envelopes they send the bulk of it: home. They think nothing of. their hazardous work, for they haven't time. They are up first thing in the Cod : ® 'morning, and, right after breakfast, ~ are taking their cars around the trac! to see if everything is ship-shapes for the day's events. Most of them ad- mit that they are just a bit "keyed up," as one put it, before the start of the race, hut after that re is no- 'thing to worry about unless an accl- dent happens. And it 1s at, that stage of the game that the alert mind of the automobile racer saves his. lite in many Instances, for It is sel- dom 'that one hears of a driver be- ing killed while on the track. At the recent Shrine convention fa Toronto some 20 of the most out: standing drivers from all over the United States were in town and thrill- ed thousands in front of the grand stand. * A Close Call Ted Kessler, who runs a garage near 'Buffalo in his spare time, stated that his most exciting moment occur red last Memorial Day on one of America's prominent tracks, the name of which he did not care to tell. Nor- val DeLelys, whom Kessler was trall- ing, crashed through a fence and struck a telephone pole with such force that it cracked and toppled over in such a position that the wires ran across the track about three feet trom the ground. One wire caught Kessler the nose and ~ashed the right ¢ of his face. Fortunate- ly, he had .e presence of mind to tilt his head backwards and sideways, with the result that the wire stip ped over his helmet. 'However, he will always carry a nasty scar to re. call the incident. = | g Of course, Norval DeLelys' story was a repetition of the first part of Kessler's. As soon as he saw that he was leaving the track he, ducked, and was not much harmed. ; Skidded On Oil A ' Herman Schurch, of Hollywood, whom one is attracted to immediately. because of his pleasant smile, which seems to fit in well with his red tie, black shirt and white "ducks," had many interesting yarns, but none wera as hair-raising as that jn which he and many spectators we almost kill» ed outright. The eveat was being © run in a sunken bowl, the track of which was made of wood. * While, travelling at the rate of 90 miles per hour, his Fronty skidded in the" oft on the wood and turned three com- plete circles, landed on the gravel at the bottom of the bowl, turned an. other circle, and then shot forward. Fortunately, his: car plunged In the right direction, for, despite the time lost, he finished second in the race. Racing Without Steering : Louis Hornbrook, of Ithaca, has the distinction of being the only driver, in his memory, to complete a full lap at top speed with his steering gear out. of commission and finish among the first three, ' He stated that that was thrilling enough. Myron Fults, whose home. 1s in Syracuse, hasn't had any "real" accidents, but he admits hav. ing crashed through several fences without being hurt. Freddie Frame, of Los Angeles, who broke the half. mile record for a dirt track in €an- ada, doing that distance in 28 45 sec. ands on the opening day of the meet In Toronto, turned over a number of times on a track in Torah, i oe J landing just a few feet [ bi on 'spectators. | He blamed' the heavy dust for. this catastrophe. And so ft goes right through the list. ,, . ¥ S