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BY REX BEACH : SON OF THE GODS | SYNOPSIS 'When Lee Ying, a prosperous Chiness' merchant of San Francisco, announces that a son has arrived at his home, unly one other person besides his wife knows that the child is really a white found- ling. That person is Officer Dunne, Who promises to keep the secret. The child, christened Sam Lee, is raised as Lee Ying's son. He is sent to an Eastern college as a Chinese student. He makes Tapia headway in his studies and ath- letics, but nds a social barrier because of his supposed Chinese blood. A col lege girl, Alice Hart, pretends to think a good deal of Sam and secures a prom- | ise from Sam's wealthy father to send ner to Paris to pursue her art studies. Then she refuses to marry Sam who re- . tns to college disillusioned, Samp Horm, 4 childhood umionst, ih | Eileen Cassidy, a little Irish girl who played in the park with him near China- » y town in New York. The Lees and Cas- widys become good friends. CHAPTER IX. Lee Ying was a man of sedate and regular habits. His life Sowed | smoothly and seldom did he permit an interruption to its even cugrent. None but real philosophers can attain that perfect mental tranquility which is the ideal state, but he had prety | nearly done so. He was a busy and) an uctive man, to be sure, for his | interests were far-reaching and his business was alive ard profitable but he conducted his affa'rs with a produce | and a sagacity which minimized effort | | and obviated worries and discourage- ments. Today, warmly buttoned into an ulster of soft llama wool, he went for | a walk. Mulberry Bend Park, when he came to it, was practically desert-| ed, for the schools were in session and the autumn chill had driven grown} people indoors, A gusty wind roused dancing dust devils froin the bare play- grounds; doubtless they were whirlal upward by the feet of wicked ghost children capering in the cold. | One figure was seated upon a bench and Lee Ying paused when le approached it. It was that of a girl, who «at huddled forward, her knces drawn together, her hands tucked in-| side the sleeves of her cheap imitation fur coat. She wue staring fixedly ahead of her and the old man recog- nized Eileen Cassidy. "Little jasmine flower!" he exclaim- ed in real concern. "Why do 1 find you bent before the wind?" The girl looked up with a start, then she smiled. "Oh, Mr. Lee! | didn't see you. Isn't it a fierce day? Gee! Tt makes the tears come." She/ blinked her blue eyes, which were like two enormous violets, and Lee Ying saw that their lashes were wet. | "Yes. It's what we call ftwo- jacket weather in China," he told her, "The poor must plaster their limbs with paper, on such a day, and--I see that even the hot blood of youth isn't proof against it. Your veins are blue, your cheek ig like the white chysan-| themum of grief. Has something gone! wrong, my child?" Eileen shook her head. 'Oh, no! Only when I'have any heavy thinking #0 do 1 come out here to do it. I was raised in this park, you know." "True. It's here that Lee Sam met you." "On ihis very bench. It was spring then. I was thinking of Sam a few minutes ago." "1 think of him always," smiled the | likes of us? | ed. 'Liver bottle, old man. "Come, walk with me, for my blood is thin and when winter approaches I become a restless and despondent wraith." Eileen rose quickly and together they moved on. Mention of his son'z name had brought a brightness to the merchant's eyes and had stirred yearnings in his famished heart: for a while he talked about the boy, tell- ing Eileen at some length about Sam's progress. in college. He checked him- self finally and apologized, "Your interest has set me going. Why do I run on about things' you know?" "But I don't know. I 'don't know much of anything about Sam. He never writes to us." "Indeed: Then he is remiss--" "Why should he bother with the He's a rich young man, he's taking honors in his classes and playing on the lawn tennis team, and everybody is making .. great fuss over him. He's meeting lots of girls his own age and I'm only a kid." "You are a young woman, even by Western standards," Lee Ying declar- "And a beautiful young woman, too, if you will permit me to say so. rithout boldness." Eileeh's face broke into a sunny smile, "Lordy! As if compliments were as common as all that. Of course I'll permit it. I'm panting for more. Why, I haven't heard a nice thing said about myself since Sam went away. | You see Jim calls me 'Skinny' and Ma's always after me with the cod- But--you can't expect a girl to be a raving beauty in a place like this," She waved a thin hand at the tenements fronting the drab, in- hospitable square. "That needn't keep you from piling it on, Mr. Lee. I know what 1 look like but 1 love to be flattered. "At seventeen one sees beauty only in the full-blown rose, but to older eyes a solitary wild flower is even lovelier. You are like that, Miss Cas- , sidy." "The blarney of you! Don't tell me you're a Chinaman. But Sam doesn't think I'm good looking. He says we Americans all look funny to you: he says we'ré a ghastly, white-faced peo- ple and we speak an outlandish jar- gon. Our eyes lie in queer, straight lines: our women are bold and our men look like monkeys, with tufts of red and yellow hair on their faces, 1s it true?" Lee Ying smiled, but refused to commit himself. 'At home some of our people maintain that you white devils have ears as long as your arms. + ++. 1 have taugh. Sam to ignore prejudice and to revere the good and the beautiful in your race as deeply as he honors the virtues of his own." After a moment the speaker shook his head at his own presumption and repeated: "'I have taught him!" As if I could teach him!" Eileen inquired, in some curiosity, "What do you mean by that? Why do you always treat him as if--well, as if he was the important person and you were--" . "Because he is important." 4 But--we Ve lieve that living men pre on a journey and that it is the dead who have re- turned home. Sam "s an illustrious traveler who passes through and 1 have been selected as his venerable guide, for a little way, I entertain him briefly on his journey to the Nine Springs. He is not an ordinary per- son, like you and me, my child: he is a Prince from the Colored Clouds." "I don't know what that means put | it has a pretty sound and I suppose it's a part of some Chinese fairy story." Lee Ying did not explain. Medi- tatively he murmuced: "Sometimes I wonder if I did wisely in leading hin here and in keeping nim in thig for-| . eign land, instead of turning his feet back towards the country of the Ris- ing Sun. Who knows? Probably 1 am homesick. You see I grow old and 1 dream of lotus blooms and the warm rustle of bamboo branches. One who was born in China can never forget her, Miss Cassidy: she is an ecstasy and a pain. 1 hear flocks of temple pigeons, with silver whistles fastened '0 their wings, whirling in the sky ard giving off the notes of a thousand tun=] ing forks but--I listen more closely and it is the autumn wind from the East River. never get used to it. More than 2 thousand years ago a countryman of mine went on a journey into foreign lands and there he beheld many extra- ordinary sights. The people of one nation had dogs' heads: those of an- other flew about like birds: those of still another had enormously long arms with which they groped in the sea for fish. Strangest of all, how- ever, was a race with large holes through the middles of their bodies. The rich men were carried about by servants who 'pushed long sticks through the holes." At the silvery tinkle of Eileen's lavghter Lee Ying's benevolent face relaxed and he said: "I see things elmost as strange as that, right here in New York. But I tire you with my melar.cholies, That is because winter :omes and® my illustrious visi- tor does not warm my house with his presence." "You don't tire me, Mr. Lee: I adore stories. 1 wonder if Sam thinks we're as queer as all that, and have dogs' head. and go riding around on poles, like big doughnuts." "No. His wisdom and his under- standing is greater than mine. He 13 the exalted traveler and I am his con- .-mptible guide. But tell me, little poppy seed, why do I find you alone and crying? I suspect it was some- thing more than the wind that brought fears to your eyes." "I'm awful blue, Mr, Lee. I've got to quit school." "Indeed?" "The Cassidy clan is in a bad way. Father hasn't made a dollar since he got out of the Assembly--politics either makes or brea'is the Irish, you know--and Jim's a total loss, Mother isn't strong and--Well, I've had to start Lunting a job. Gee, it's hard on the feet!" "Are you sufficiently trained--?" "I can burn out the bearings on a typewriter, and 1 can make a penci smoke: the trouble is nobody can read my notes, My shorthani ig too long. It looks like a nest of angleworms: One man liked blue-eyed babies with wind-blown bobs and he didn't care how slow they were in the office if they'd speed up after hours. He deals in cold storage poultry, but he's a torch. I had to hit him, finally, with a boyish-form chicken, And me the daughter of Irish kings! Throwing frozen poultry! .... What I'd like is to be secretary to some high-priced executive pho plays golf three days a week. You don't happen to know such a man?" When her listerer shook his head, Eileen sighed: "I suppose I'll wind up back of the ribbons and carry my lunch." "Will you permit me to assist--?" "No. That would be cheating." "Turn your back to the wind and it will put no more tears in your eyes," said Lee Ying. "I shall tell Sam to wrii. to you." When the importer returned to his home he telephoned to his lawyers and It is all strange and 1} BY ANNEBELER LE WORTHIN GTON Hustrated Dtmaking Lesson Fur- nigshed With Every Pattern A 0 AX XA oes, 2 e, s, o> '@, oo oo, 252 CRIN er eg 23 BS 5 2, Here's one of the smartest dresses of the new season in simple good taste for day wear, And into the bargain, it's slimming The wrapped skirt gives charming height to the figure, closing as it does at the left-side front, with its snug fitting hip yoke, button trimmed. 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After the camp foreman had told us the story of his fight with the head-hunters, he invited us lo Yiolt the camphor camp. > "This is the hut where I slept on the aight of the attack", he sald, with a grin that showed his white teeth, "and this", he continued, pointing to a large iron kettle that stood on a scrude shelf, "is the pot that I bounced off the chief's head. One never knowg when it might come in handy again." What a life! Sleeping and work- ing in the shadow of continual dan- ger. Certainly the camphor camps are no place for a nervous person, We walked down a trail through trees with big, thick green ieaves and finally 'arrived at a small clear- ing, where a number of fires were burning. Over each fire was a large pan of water and a barrel. Our guide explained that the barrels were filled with chips from the camphor trees and when steam from the bolling water passed through these chips, it took the camphor with it. 'Some 'of the camphor on the sides of the clay chamber and some drops to the bottom as oil. After that, they take the crude cam- phor and heat it again until ii turns to vapor and stream and condense it until it is solid. 'In another part jof the camp "they pressed iv into little cakes and pack- 'ed it in lead boxes, ready to send to Japan, The guide told us that most of the world's campho: supply comes from Formosa. About a quarter of a mile from the camp, we came to a well beaten road, with a high wire fence on ic far side of it. This fence was charg: ed with electric current to keep out the head-hunters from the hills, Near the fence, someone had dug up a quantity of fresh earth. "This", sald our guide, "hap- pened last night. The head: hunters tunnel ed under for a surprise attack 1 when a patrol cnet sight of them. We nabbed one, who was not quick enough to get back. We've sent him down to the jail for a while." Later on we had a good look at him. He was a powerfully built fel low, with a square sort of face and a low forehead. His eyes were shifty, crafty, like those of a fox. He was a hard looking customer and not the sort of person you would care to have prowling around on a dark night. (To be continued) Note: Any of our young readers writing to "Captain Jimmy", 2010 Star Bldg. Toronto, will receive his signed photo | free. ups. Borden's Ohocolats Matted Milk |. The health-giving, delicious drink for children and grown- Pound and Half Pound tins at your grocers. . | London.--Methods of treating ani- mal and vegetable matter so that its Loriginal form is preserved without the slightest alteration of structure are claimed to have been discovered by British scientists. The discovery is expected to ¢hange the art of the taxidermist and the work of medical training schools, as well as - that of the anatomical and pathological departments of large Bri- tish hospitals. The almost lost art of Egyptian 'embalming may be recover- ed as. the result of these experiments. It is claimed that the new method can be applied with equal success to animals, reptiles, plants and anatomi- cal specimens of all descriptions. Lost Egyptian Art Rivalled By British Discovery Aorist the new process of preser- vation to birds has been unsuccessful, owing to the oil in their feathers. Ex- periments are now being carried out to overcome this difficulty. Following the fixation of the speci- men, dehydration takes place and the water is replaced with a wax that fills up 'all the tigsues. The next step in the process is an injection of a sub- stance that sterilizes it so that it can be exposed to the air and handled without injury or deterioration. Even the flowers of rare plants that bloom perhaps but once in a century may be preserved without losing their original coler and form, Little Old Mill Put to New Use Dublin.--In the Vale of Avoca there ig a little old mill which for many cen- turies was used for grinding corn. For ers have brought to it the wool from their flocks to be woven into blankets and flannels for fomily use, writes a correspondent of The Christian Science Monitor. About five years ago machine-made goods began capturings the farmers' custom, and it looked as though the little old mill would fall into disuse and decay, and the few spinners and weavers would have to. discontinue .| their work. Instead, however, the industry has expanded, and to-day is a flourishing concern, employing about 15 men and a number of girls. Some of the yarn is still spun on old-fashioned "wheels and some on an old "billy," said to be one of the last of its kind in all Ire land and by the use of which it is served. Dyeing is done in an open-air the last hundred years, however, farm-| claimed that the long staple 'is pre- brick vat, the dyes being made from lichens grown on the rocks of they products of a 2 village in the Drogheda district which specializes in toys and baskets and footballs, and in Clonmel. handmade hats are a local specialty. Ig County Wexford one may buy bas- ketwork goods and furniture and in Achill Island there are hand-knitted cardigans and pull-overs for sale, --p, FRETTIMG It is a great misfortune to have a fretful disposition. It takes the fragrance out of one's life, and leaves only weeds where a cheerful disposi- tion would cause fowers to bloom. The habit of fretting 1s one that grows rapidly unless it:be sternly re- pressed; and the best way to over- come it is to try always to look on the cheerful side of things. ee feta * Firm Friendship - The firmest friendship has been formed in mutual adversity, as iron is most strongly united by the fiercest flame, MOURNING WARDROBE "A death occurred in our family an wi i nar 1s charactertstl fo | isn't he?" he qu "Pres it gil ie: unintelligib utterances to ot it to be her companion. ; "That's a wonderful sign," "Daddy said to Mother, When Ann was three the developed a particular dislike for retiring when bedtime came." Mother dil everything she could thi.sic of to help her to go to not workable. Ann would fuss, cry, and even scredm, while Mother fumed and begged. Finally Mother thought ! of a new method. re to sleep," she declared. "Maybe" he'll carry my baby away." Night after night Mo her fri she started to rebel against going bed. her little crib, and be silent as soon as she was told that the big dog would bite. Mother would smile inwardly each time, and as she would take up her book or her sewing, be thankful that she no longer had trouble in get- ting the child to bed. She was proud of her strategy. One afternoon Daddy took Ann for a. walk. They were going along quietly and happily when suddenly the child gave a scream and clutched her father. around his legs. Amazed, the man picked up the distressed child. "What's the matter, Ann?" he asked, wiping the tears from her eyes. The child pointed to a harmless fox terrier acros the street. "Big dog bite," she sobbed. Daddy hurried home. He felt sure he knew just what had happened. #Mother, he said heatedly as he walked into the kitchen, *who can have been scaring Ann about dogs?" "It was the only way 1 could get her to sleep," explained the mother. "I tried every other means, but none worked until I hit on the idea of tell: ing her that the dog would bite unless she went into dreamland." "You must stop it, Mother," Daddy said calmly, "Yours killing one of the finest tendencies the child has." ir at do you mean?' asked his Ne tl this,' 'replied the man, "A child that loves animals as Ann has - done is the kind that makes friends readily, has human understanding-- much love for others. Children who love animals are usually unselfish and jare loved by almost everyone. But Ann can't love animals when she's afraid of them, If you continue fright- 'ening her about them she may always be afraid. And with fear will come timidity, selfishness and maybe hate. It's too big a risk, Mother, and you'd better think up some other, scheme that will get the baby to sleep--some "scheme that has love and understand- ing united with firmness, in place of fear and threats."--Issued by the Na- tional Kindergarten Association, 8 West 40th Street, New York City. These articles are appearing weekly in our columns. More Butter and Cheese The Canadian Bureau of Statistics : has issued a preliminary report on the production of dairy factories tor the yea: 1930. The number of dairy factories in operation in 1930 was 2,719, comprising 1,200 creameries, 1,202 cheese factories, 291.combined butter and cheese factories and _ twenty-six concentrated milk plants, Canada's production of creamery butter in 1930 amounted to 187,151,217 pounds, valued at $57,177,798, an ig- crease in quantity over the preceding year of 16,341,017 pounds, but a de- crease in value of $8,751,984. The make 'of 1930 is the largest recorded for any year in the history of the in dustry, and it exceeds the previous high year (1924) by more than cight million pounds. The average vrice per pound for creamery butter in 1930 was 30.55 cents, compared with 38.60 cents in 1928. The total quantity of factory cheese made in 1930 was 118,919,558 pounds, valued "at $18,105,447, as compared with 118,746,286 pounds in 1929 of - the value of $21,471,330, the decrease in value being due to the average price having dropped from 18.08 cents per pound in 1929 to 15.22 cents in 1930. oo -- . Easily Remedi Some of the best anecdotes take years to circulate. ' This one, about the Prince of Wales as a child, though dating back some years, is 'well worth repeating. The Prince was once ts using | King Edward about Roosevelt, "rio J Nae at at that time President of "Mr, Roosevelt i oot eve sa very mag, eried. sleep, but apparently her ideas were "Big dog will bite if Ann doesn's wi ; the child with this warning as pr es And Ann would quiet down in