haft of the headlight groped Fatilely jn the fog like the demeh a len aret? ae Sab Eislacken epeoil The Shadow Ghost : BY EUGENE JONES PART II, the rain fell steadily out of a black ollowing morning Hawthorne, sky that seemed) to lay its finger tips e locomotiv 2 RAPRBGGAT Tacalied naadd up a ‘tele ‘time on the return ut Injectors gave trouble, while two miles from Savannah a duck. flew straight into the sought his fireman eels that worthy wa: 99. wT ok aes Uncle at I want to talk to ¥ Climb up in the cab a minu) hte was no one to hi at be, roundhouse, as busy tinkerin; are carbons. the younger man repeated Catherines ceri and cH 99 into. ni pence ag fe remembered it,| roundhouse, incle Bill te mari: walked home togeth awn was just breaking; on yands| Te showed a any black in the Baht ht. Pools of wi tae stood eeeeyi nee walkers loomed out-of the mist nike and diss ppcerhd of falling rain; ae smol é| great ‘blanket, ean what little she light there w: “Tere hon said the Sneneey, aren "Suppose get to imagining when| the tolerance of a man in love, “well I'm hitting the high places in Be Nees eit satin: vain to-day, or ret Cypress; suppose I jam everything to| soon the water will be over the tracks rte stoonth fora shadow? Thoy'l in that rice fet a side, of Big Cy- ‘Poon he-hasn’t the nerve!|press. Lord, it Het do batter: on fr hte They aera ade Pie shed of the fa e was leaning union depot, Hawthorne stopping for ing. ya cup of coffee, while Uncle Bil went bout At twelve o'clock the enginesr drop= dispatcher’s office. The wires were hot with trouble—a wash- me to fave Geen ditched. under- afraid of; it’s mysel an; superstition. is an instinet, and when it’s fed, strengthened— minute!” the fireman inter- Can't, you guess z. from track level in’ Big Cypress. Four o'clock came around at last. Hawthorne. backed 99. into the shed, coupled, and climbed out of the cab. Katharine was wait walked a little way off, and when th ey came came ‘in; and that t the only barrier threatenin, ture. A man sixty years old can fire an oil burner. m doing it iptar wis bgeonehe, while. Lever to make life i le!” he beam gO! Beets industriously. “ake Kathar- .|ine, for instance—’ ath occasion-|. “Women cause half t I ite content to be| His words. were drowned by safety, which popped opportuntely. it his fist down, rene smashing the “piss is a freight ditched: there, water | ing on the Blan ; back there was a TN ed, cleaning his |”. nele Bill wasn’t in a mood to ay ae he grinned. “We'll make up a wi of time. Big Cypress is dry enough. Sixty, sity -five! They s¢ptled down | Wy) to the roar of the drivers. Now on distinct, grotesque els swa e locomotive lurched and sway! white path of the head- the light Stepested @ lurid wound to darkn the Behind, Pullman after Pullman fol- lowed with the ways side-stepped—all those innoc people back there, cozy-in the brilliant- ly lit diner, or wat 4 pol make up their berths, or swapping lies in the smoking ent: And, in ‘the cab, two white. face rain-soaked men with nerves as taut’ as ‘bowstrings, hurling the train on- ward like a meteor. hour of it. Another Still the trees peered at them; still the drizzle blind: the hi 088 B38 ow. Franl eet ee chest and throat eet 2s e could. “God in heat ‘he words: fees » Uncle Bill’s. but so Jlshanp, so desperate, they sounded like an. explosion. ante a mo yelled. Baia Som inside Haw thorne fronts ‘te ‘could hardly Shane his eye foe rise e track. ihe headlight, an indefin- ite distance beyond {he ‘pilot. truck danced a gigantic shadow. The shape was a caricature aie was rigid, his hands idle, profilo, bloediess in the eloser_as Seles iouy aaditiertiatiad caked What a moment! man Mena Ce ‘0. control ES e of the night had suc- sfully owed ie cae at ‘of the boiler “I've got to earn the three hundred| the drivers. turned; 99 crawled out] ¢ oe Rasburine* —more, i an.” into the yards and into the storm,|fites and flun apeless arms “Oh! That's the Tay of the land,|which presented an indefinite, gray; through: the poy Shinde flying barrier. Switch lamps burned a sickly tng: a the eu “Tey to blame = called Tim’s “Sur make our first run) yellow—they hi lighted: @: teat “yimited Teatieratsfourtogr.” ioe oe eiriiidaen actatadneg tec Hawthorne saw Katharine at lunc Gia Gi appeared tired and worried.| “Damn thick!” said orne “Did you know, Frank, e was a' cheer erfully around Pees end abt the boiler, big row in the division superintend| “Take it easy,” advised the fireman. ’s office last night?” asked.| Remember that rice field. “Edward Adler, the man who tbeded Presently the yard limit sign flashed w the Limited’ was alone in iG tewsibtpabeauiecine’ ont uo ‘been drinking, Of nothing into a receding wall. early, | t m’s shadow, 2 od hy an sudeartit ower, was rout- ify the-last double? sipiicey and irks many they: jtrefutable, _bloo chilling pi such proof a8’is only offered howe about to die h, Frank’s ‘brain worked i The word had broken ught of old man ‘ipp's warning; shat was? tangible, a on;| frame ww | next wi Things to do and < je| up the rai dynamite ut wi si 3 heer | x renow,” “Adie: interposed Haw- Siokie grimly. ler said he'd get ther yard or iD r swept over the crowd. he uniformed ed man’ Eton ares rae sed. by his curios: Puavethcntfe: you coulin’s Have’seen that ‘hole three undred feet aneyl ¢ warned with young engineer laughed queer- That thing. oe the headlight wav- ed. ae Some Ee Sea cree cok up. ce ee shadow, strangely alive, yet with no-more:sub- stance than the ee ee ee per- gon; also, he knew nothing of ‘Tim -| McF ar! va “Nonsense!” he scoffed. “Let's have the trth: “You didn't stop for a sha- dow? your headlight—no- al thing but a leaf stuck to the glass!” powerful lens glances, it trembl and fluttered to the pilot, and the shadow disappeared, : “Well snappedl the conductor, “how to| about i Uncle Bil ened on, run Hers Pullmans,’ Haynes. told y sivas a. shadow, and tm telling ae beg to. pias “Nobody in particular; h *|arive the ‘Limited, at ete Seat thebe ten years.” ‘Gientually Edward Adler As for Frank, he and Kathar- ie are married, while over their man- tel hangs a singular trophy. It is a 0 small leaf under glass and Lert 2 |. Below “The Shadow her and Tim erate (The End.) are th e words: —In memory of nd.” been running on this page for the Big ‘or two will be followed y a serial, “Every Man for Himeett,” a aalails eal story of mystery, romance and political in- trigue with a aaal ls climax—the ort of Fs that every live Canadian wille The action begins in Toronto, the scene changes to Sparrow Lake, then Way lines through the Al- goma district, a territory that is now tapped for the first time by dian novelist. The local color of this tale is one of its most fascinating fea- tures. But above os it is an action story which keeps the reader's in- torent some mirat tails lait chap- er. iT series of short stories that have Past he author is Hopkins, Moorhouse, of Winnipeg, who has a continental re- Somebody said he'd course, he was fired outright. He! een!” yelled Hawthorne as. the| basis for action e fee ee ea blamed you, and ‘swore he’d get even.’ first Liven lights glimmered ahead. ‘Stop her! Uncle Bill's voice came} Phraseotogy, in racy dia Mgt and in He swore he’d make you wish you'd) “ ” vepeated Uncle Bill. thin ae fear. “For heaven’s sake,|'swift descriptive power, Mr. Moor never heard of ae Limited. Yes, the! Sixty miles an hour now. On either alae 2 house is regarded as one of Canada’s police are going to watch him, but side lay inundated fields.“ Onee they orne mechanically strained at) most gifted authors, there's a—a | swoo, ‘Scboun ‘cal where the| the dene there we ae gene jar wat TT of air against ie e train si [Toot below the track and yellow hardly a) of sed up, surged forward, slackening” Ponies Days. ake accident aah occur so easily ae ‘shouted the engineer a|$Peed. rty-five ‘miles! September oar Looney Rae Big Cypress” Pas Beyon eoedins Sy shad ay} An’ autumn fields are en watch out for Adier, honey,” Rotten Sotecetan by like a rigid | of light caught an ugly, blac see O’er woods there hangs a purple haze he promised grimly. ‘ghost. The rain drove against his empty place where there ought to have} an’ acorns are a-fallin’, ‘And that was the last they saw of goggles, found the crack between over- peoy erent! j Wherk stuuinneladn: theitnees 66 high, each other before the Limited made, a and coat, rain in disgusting} Thirty—twenty-five! The pumas : In thelr wee paws are holdin’ her run 's down his neck, As the crose| Were. Piling against the tend if , eager for their destruction. Nearer| Tie nut to eat—oh, a treat— was a time when 99 thunder-_| dati of a There ed through Biz Cypress sending the the mis echoes crashing. into the moss-craped ees——a time when the men in the led it, proving con- that 99 was a prisoner of of putty. th locomotive trembled like a thing’ con- demned, Twenty miles! They were al- fe seep the right way; nor uddenly, there wasn’t .any|” arash Mae) ‘h Honely? jt shead Iu sta placid lake! imagined the mire closing over him, es. It was the loneliest run on the| “Look out!” Uncle Bill's warning Fifteen miles ten— division; but that first: al ft, whatever brought the jar of brakes. e train ere was A. crash) a sud secret lay concealed in lepths of closed up, bucked, "lost moment, ward! tilt as the pilot -left “the coal the swamp, remainod hidden: allowing while spray fl ee ‘the The drivers gripped pet slid, Etinpe the train to pass unwarned and un<\ “The rice field,” Hawthorne explain-|28%in. He closed Bias hat tijured. tod asiatenseae wrong, anyway? didn’ t he Feel ‘At Jacksonville, Hawthorne and; Three ie ndted) feet, beyond, ag Rhee fseal stim plane Unele Bill spent an hour in the dis- water rose to the trucks, Then Uncle Bill spoke after a long sien: patcher’s office waling for the north- caught the signal from aaah BB- ia “That was close,” £3 a4 bound Limited, which arrived some “ted,” gronted Frank ae ceive Seine eat 6 Steen tes late, At 6 a.m, the ea repeated Uncle Bill ‘as the| Miraculous escape, Hawthorne and the ante eaReTne hone tie Liaie Kk the air a; fiteman’ stombled from the cab to the yoress—tired of course | Swinging abreast of "the tower, 99) Al while behind them surged a lie OE SRE en RR MHS adh IE pd A a only ‘the! of passeng: Ma ae to bed almost convinced that Adler noise of the injectors to break the| alt over. the wrecked trestle, and i had been ene hundged per cent blu ess, The mnitor surface of the) her Headlight the shadow of ‘tim still ang thato'd man Flpp’s, message’ wi field stretched the near| danced. the provuet ef a disordered brain ted except for the two-| The oe pee ape ers ‘hursda, n storey ‘structure which reared up on several dtabdybity things occurred. To the right like a lighthouse on a bar. » it rained hard all day. ren coast. olice Tost track of aaiee Hawthorne stuck his head on gab the ex-engineer. He had skipped, bay cab as a window was raised a 1 bage “What's the matter?” h ea “No OK. on 62 yet. Maybe she's ein over her boiler. Pretty slushy go- eh?” i “How! 's William’s AML r e ek Patel But No. 86 “ett on time, but lost a bats hour crawling across rik? Cypress bi hind an extra freight with a hot jour-|—t nal ny tunately, the hi imited’ waited fifteen ne teen minutes of rain ait silen coming. tg he operator. ly, the train ries under the the swamp had bee atructed with due attention to the vibility cf a flood. but not dangerously, He vies ‘A dew iuilien out of Jackionvte the slight train was ch ” up wl recking| Whew! muttered Uncle Bill as the crew removed some Dee a ear which hy engine gained the fill on the farther had split a ading switch. And eka side. “She's going eats prey goon!"? pilot forward, felt " € There are more than i = 150 brands of’ aaa Sombinéd shows why. Magic 3 + Baking Powder is known 3S as Canada’s best: baking. powder, CONTAINS NOLALUM le names, the first © sornane We to designate a cli e i ‘m of the “How ime?” le Bill ARS to the splintered ot a wash-out—a deliberate at- A sight for your beholdin’. cross the fields the Bob White yields His mating call go cheery, Which plainly says his wife he shields By that call clear an’ merry, Ere Jong the punkin’s golden glow ‘Will brighten up the stubble, An’ pies that mother makes you know Will banish care an’ trouble. September days, September days, An’ school bells gladly ringin’, An’ boys and girls with happy ways, ‘Their cares to winds are flingin’, Again the huntsman’s horn so clear Will on the air be fallin’, “The autumn's here, the here.” ‘The painted woods are callin’. autumn’s i No Wonder. District suisttone Vell: ¢ one must do ae ‘or the si po Friend—‘“But are Baap fare they do Ae saan D: I visit t Visitor—“Oh, yes, them.” Surnames and O'SHAUGHNESSY pe eee coburn O’Shaunes- Racial Origin—irish, Source—A given name. Like virtually all of the Irish family use of this name as an. name is " ‘Seachnasaigh.” And what is the prop tion of this? Well, it’s difficult for an Bnglis ing tongue to get t ab- solutely, but “O'shaw-nesch,” with the accent on the are and the final syllable a rather yague one, somewhat Banca the sound of seh” and “say.” ie “oor “i” in Gaelic “sh.” ‘s” before an ae the sound of 7 “O'Seachnasaigh” became a clan about the year 1100 A.D., becom- ng known by that name as the follow- ers of a chieftain of the O’Connor line named “Si nasach.” o The O'Connors of Ireland held a po- sition in the ancient history of that land not dissimilar to that of the Clan Aplin in Scotland. So many of its di- visions became full-fledged clans them- ‘Thus, as mi: clans trace back to the Clan Alpin, so in Ireland there were many closely as- sociated with the O’Connors, including the wds, the O’Colmans, oe O'’Cahills, the O’'Rowans, the O’Sca1 lons, and the Irish Forbes, not to be that The stronghold of the O'Shadghneséys was ‘‘Cineol Aodha,”, Ti net prosinets. | the “ confonnted with the Scottish clan of | ber of bi Their Origin now cea pelted Kinelee, way. in County Gal- CULLEN Variations—O’Cullen, Cullin, O’Cullin, Racial Origin—Irish. Source—A given name. “O'Cullin” is the Gaelic form of the clan name from which the Anglicized family names of Cullen, O’Cullen, Cul- that this ale greeeaanautiy: suet ilder tien. tik bulk of the family names of England, Seatiana na ne Continent. ed, the ancient’ Irish records as this fat eft: ain “Core” of being t art line of English monarchs. According to the fragmentary his- tories this “Core” fled to Scotland in his youth, where he married a pat ter of the Pietish king. One of his sons, “Main Leamhna,” Seaklnea. in that country and founded the line of ir Leamhna,” the “m “Great Stewards” 28 maors” or the Lenox. was never converted to Christianity, though he was appointed tee of scholars, nh Monarch, the saint himself and a num- ‘shops, to codify and classify the pean Sine High {tempt to oe us. That was done with | eae are out all day in the col@, It is heavy wool underwear — thick enough to protect you against the aarp: 1 Bo Pig 64 keep warm by wearing STANFIELD’S “Red Label” Underwear because 80 carefully made. We make all weights suitable for men, women and children. ___ Send for free vample book. STANFIELD’S LIMITED Truro, N.S. Virtues can ne extreme that vices is which most easily over the border is Cana- | cism. A little kindly, w fis. aa of the best sti: it is fast a kindly ship ove the eat serve tion to rtance, or whether a born fault finder, the meth brea mont harm, hone be forever telling —almost never men out ally Hatt on their That n is: gis oth downs ‘upon e only ni Baud avec cine gratitude for its da cause these children thanking their moth test when you dra: work, you'd think th We ps with the A gee this ua healthy nough, faults to the world crimnal. oer when you “had instance, if y ing rik atanly We n luncheon set, Virtue May Become a Vice. arried hey. degenerate us. One such pest has almost bro-en up a community organization in perous farming section. Her first sug- gestions were constructive, but wheth-| er her success in getting the organiza- change some of its plans gave her an enlarged sense of her any-matorete cantinoed to of wi iterprises are all r this edutaed et us aa tie best way ith by rather ae by stfeacing -falils, nd she has any of her family, but continu- | AS SereA ‘they will have hard wi They are already looked in the community einen, wie. a 8 matter of tact they ms its ibaventa with |! ily ¢: Xx erator eatsiang er for their bread playy and if ney nant Bie as nd Pp ere was something} ey fact that her children a: idle. Hirt sead at ae OWA be e ing the eenaed lazy, Bile to tell ean tic? 6 cupfal ee (% cupful but, Planning Embroidery. Plan your needlework for the sea-| on. Think of fomething yo ished for and resolved to get when vot ary ‘aor it,” orto do ie tim wave og stinal to aitorcldanie dos years, SA eeah an i The most impor' into | these new stamped pie Perhaps the one and quickly slips the virtue of. criti- er has ell meant capeiss| mulants to grow we ughter and 0 easy to fia sane a bifonte 0 used to work, for material + “prose graced by the own im- r she was at heart vho can say? At pick flaws in more ingratia’ So ly to sat aa Lest eat wants merely to satis! ‘0 finds fault with her family. Every wh ther she is sowing idl may, sonaltt e accommodating, genial woman knows that no je Husbi is per-| "0 i ature. ect, no <children: faultles Bitint f:, there is an pitas te worthy y thet about. it? | materia! at hand. manner in which ing virtues| carried through sets is admirable, 8 Short cuts to his goal, Ye centrepiece, accor aganied by} The man of grit and stability who many copies tiotis a good thing! 4. 3 yi, pn <r shorteomings, ving her children | ork! to-morrow, It has as future bad|*rTving. And just a little bit, for ithe work progres: | that foes blank ©) And it is a work that gged them in Eg 2 Lf m. Now, wouldn't! t5 wast woman's children} ahs obj A “Never Fail” and|. A pastry made wi! bad] ask you— the scree you think of Here i r towards mak- is little shor ing e trying to spare’a fev hours todo i8 0 point ie hat are of genuine Irish linen, of th ful round thread Derryvale weave. This. ? ° 3, so the aOR of know=, will wear for years and year enti eee WHR th aughter, just as ¢: oth fault finder, from whom Heaven pre- es Saar ps eines: anh Those women were wise that art of their hands was the finest aati consis for: rat bridal i oe meee —have remnants gracefully, surely it is linen. Its ‘sheen “and silky smoothness seem 6 reer! ating with tim whether the present- ey woman her own long-} ing for beautiful smbpoll ered. Linen: or The designers have! t in the patterns, and’ Price for the retlization af his dreams, mBbise have been} ho isn’t looking for success bargains, [etre doilies in two:sizes, strikes one! ig piece of ort one that the likely. to Gfe}one until she has “more time.” The “mot rds time” stage is a sort of twin sister tol Htoteng, fond flings t a way of never! tal longing for the thing right within her Gemonsieates' that omesty ts’ ‘the: reach, if she will only seal het etm, Hand embroidery moves te: ses and faltering fin- | ! | gers grow swift and skillful, ze! frightens one by its enormity loses all the terro s! for the worker within a week's t rests the ne hie le the hands fashion a beau ne Bae to ater, “Women! a Petes is too precious to-day, nipes de é it, even in her leisure mo-! Weve on unworthy work, ie Crust. hot pis We; Oks: ything Sete ‘Teonoelas- | aS t: toe Late sareer ub 40 represent = (both and women), and inder ca is’ porsible to hire 1 canbe a n ag Hey a ck fee er eam could be their to be p (woman carryin; teakes sou id be pa ean Good Li ick Follows = Th Dend-in-earnestness. Downright hard work, | ‘The cheerful mind, the pleasing per- nee The fellow who is willing to pay the sticks to one unwavering aim, whose motto is, “Phis one thing I do, |. The pads who is all there, all on the e| Job, w re; his work as kis best life into ft. The man who locks after the ma oes on! ot the other exd of the bargain, “oe | policy The man the thing who dares to undertake he longs to do, who believes ‘if and in the message he hai - ee to delive: A pie etd 288 fatto or in their suece: o,. aliead anddo the beet the vl all circumstances, tf a te can under ie man who cultivates tact, court j will anyit Tt has! tp) always: Peer a pastime occupation of | gentlew That night, j the fron bardier a eee the {back of a eh Rot@nrantt of one’ or | the following piece “We solemnly 7 our word of © S—can honor to ae et Ee Winnives on coe i r, % cupful lard), wpful he Gaiting water), 2% cupfuls flour, % eS Peaspoontul baking powder, % woh ts 3 ui a eaten spoonful we a xt 01 non a havo! Crean ening with the! weeks all w Ye at a time, ix the nt have been long-! us into some embroidered, jy ver started! fore nite, tbe: tins, N) for last AON minu It is used car dealer what they. 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