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CHAPTER I. corps de ballet, who were :odged in is ItT THE GHOST? common dressingâ€"rooms where they ‘ e spent their time singing, quarreling, 1Â¥@was the evening on which Mm.|smacking the dressers and hairâ€" Debienne and Poligny, the managers dressers and buying one another of the Opera, were giving a last gala)glasses of beer, unt5 the callâ€"boy‘s performance to mark their retireâ€" beli rang. ment. â€"Suddeniy the dressingâ€"room of i Sorelli was very superstitious. She La Sors‘li, one of the principal danâ€"| shuddered when she heard litt‘e Jamâ€" cers, was invaded by half a dozen‘ mes speak of the ghost, called her a young ladies of the ballet, who hldi“silly little fool," and then, as she come up from the stage after "dancâ€" was the first to believe in ghosts in ing" Polyeucte. They rushed in amid general, and the Opera ghost in parâ€" great confusion, some giving vent to ticular, at once asked for details: forced and unnatural laughter, others| _ "Have you seen him?" Y to cries of terror. Sorelli, who wished| "As plainly as I see you now!" said to be alone for a moment to "run| litt‘s Jammes, whose legs were giving through" the speech which she was to away beneath her, and she dropped make to the resigning managers, with a moan into a chair. to be alone for a moment to "run through" the speech which she was to make to the resigning managers, looked around angrily at the mad and tumultuous crowd. _ It was litte Jammesâ€"the girl with the tipâ€"tilted nose, the forgetâ€"meâ€"not eyes, the roseâ€" red cheeks and the lilyâ€"white neck and shouldersâ€"who gave the explanation in a tremixinix vaices . â€"â€""~~. > _ "It‘s »the ghost!" And she locked the door. Sorc‘li‘s dressingâ€"room was fitted Sorcli‘s dressingâ€"room was fitted up with official, commonplace «e gance. A pierâ€"glass, a sofa, a dressâ€" ingâ€"table and a cupboard or two proâ€" vided the necessary furniture. On the wal‘s hung a few engravings, relies of th> mother, who had known the ‘orics of the old Opera in the Rue la ;of\‘ticr; portraits of Vestris, Gardel, Dupont, Bigottini _ But the room scemed a palace to the girls of the Â¥# Young Tender Leaves Phantom of the Opcra are sealed in airâ€"tight aluminum foil. Their fresh flavor is finer than any Japan or unpowder. Try SALADA. "CALADA" ISSUE No. 44â€"25. GREEN TEA BY GASTON LEROUX and tips used in corps de ballet, who were lodged in common dressingâ€"rooms where they spent their time singing, quarreling, smacking the dressers and hairâ€" dressers and buyini one â€" another glasses of beer, until the callâ€"boy‘s beli rang. Sorelli was very superstitious. She shuddered when she heard litt‘e Jamâ€" mes speak of the ghost, caled her a "sily little fool," and then, as she was the first to believe in ghosts in Thereupon little Giryâ€"the : girl with eyes black as s‘oes, hair black as ink, a swarthy complexion and a poor little skin stretched over poor little bonesâ€"little Giry added: "If that‘s the ghost, he‘s very ug‘y balletâ€"girls. And they all began to talk together. The ghost had appeared to them in the shape of a gentleman in dressâ€" clothes, who had suddenly stood before them in the passage, without their knowing where he came from. . He seemed to have come straight through the walil. s Vaet _ _"Pooh!" said one of them, who had more or less kept her head. "You see the ghost everywhere!" iss For instance, a fireman is a brave f«%ow! He fears nothing, least of all firs! Wel!!, the fireman in question, who had gone to make a round of ‘ inspection in the celars and who, it | seams, had ventured a little farther ‘than usual, suddenly reappeared on ‘the stage, pale, scared, trembing, | with his eyes starting out of his head. | and practically fainted in the arms of the proud mother of litte Jammes. : And why? Because he had seen comâ€" ling toward him at the levei of his | head, but without a body attached to After all, who had seen him? You meet so manfinen in dressâ€"clothes at the Opera who are not ghosts. But this drossâ€"suit had a peculiarity of its own. It covered a skeleton. At least, Was all this serious? The truth is that the idea of the skeleton came from the description of the ghost given by Joseph Buquet, the chief sceneâ€"shifter, who had really seen the ghost. He had run up against the ghost on the litte staircase, by the footlights, which leads to "the celâ€" lars." He had seen him for a second â€"for the ghost had fledâ€"and to any one who cared to listen to him he said : one of the other gir‘s, or lost a powâ€" derâ€"puff, it was at once the fault of the ghost, of the Opera gh9§t._ s so the ballet gir‘s said. _ And, of course, it had a death‘s head. » All the hair he has is three or four long dark locks on his forehead and behind his ears." This chief sconeâ€"shifter was a serâ€" jous, sober, steady man, very slow at imagining things. His words were received with interest and amazoment; and soon there were other people to say that they too had met a man in dressâ€"clothes with a death‘sâ€"head on tm of a joke p!aied by onea of his assistants. And then, one after the other, thare came a series of incidents so curious and so inexplicable that the very shrewdest of people began to fee" uneasy. p â€" s his shou‘ders. Sensible men who had wind of the story began by saying that Joseph Buquet had been the vicâ€" vf{Oh.j;es!" cried the «chorus of Ts 199 fiery oos i en e e m T in the tost danger. Once a fireâ€", man dij not hesital:?to faint, leaders _ Some years ago the pr. Willilams and frontâ€"row and backâ€"row girls alike Medicine Co., of Brockyille, Ont., ofâ€" had penty of excuses for the fright fered a series of prizes to residents of that mado them quicken their pace Ontario and Quebec for the best letâ€" v;hfn hf:!ssins foist dg:k § Sem? ters _ describing benefits obwn': iLâ€"lig corridor. reili herself, th lams‘ Pin on the day after the adventure of the ;:Jlou‘,h the use at DL wgl ndreds of firem piaced a horseshoe on the e for Pale Peoble. o t&bie‘i':; Trout of the Stage doorkeepâ€" letters were submitted in this compe: er‘s box, which every one who entered tition, and yet there must have boenl the Opera otherwise than as a specâ€" thousands of other users of the PH!S tator must touch before setting foot who did not avail themselves of the on the first tread of the staircase.| Obportunity to win a prize. To all This horseshoe was not invented by these another letterâ€"writing compettâ€" meâ€"any more than any other part of ; tion is offered. Thousan‘s have bene: this ator{y, alas!â€"and may still bei fited through the use of Dr. Wiliams ge:: tobr; the talé.e 12 the ?a.;aolze C;.“:~ Pink Pills whose cases have not been hi em.ers?h?O o oA fi‘;z;'h tl:; ::)ur't" reported. These wiil furnish the maâ€" fown. as the Cousr de WMlaricttea.| terial for letters to be written in this tion. contest. There is no demand upOon _ To return to the evening in quesâ€" the i sagination; every leitter must deal tion. with facts and facts only. } leIdz_«, the ghost!" litt‘e Jammes had The Prizes. ied is 4 4 The Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., 0f | in At?l easorg;:;;::-r!:of:.ce ;Ilz:ixir:;lg;fi Brockville, Ont., will award a prize of heard but the hard breathing of the $25.00 for the best letter received on girls. At last, Jammes, flinging herâ€"| O before the 21st day of November,‘ self upon the farthest corner of the| 1925, from the residents of these proâ€" wall, with every mark of real terror| vinces on the subject: "Why I Recomâ€" \on her face, whispered: mend Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills." A | â€" "Listen!" prize of $15.00 will be awarded for the | _ Everybody seemed to hear a rustlâ€"| second best letter received; a prize of L?.fin‘é“fi‘df o;t};fe::or'lt ?li"fi;afig'fit”°'°° for the third bect letter, and silk siiding over t'he panel. Then it | twentyâ€"five prizes of $2.00 each for the stopped.> \next best twentyâ€"five letters. | _ Sore‘i tried to show more pluck‘ The Conditions. |\ than the others. She went up to the! The benefit derived from the use of door and, in a quavering voice, asked:| Dr, Williams‘ Pink Pills described in | Bv:th(;xzb:)g‘;ma.nswercd. Then. Teek the letter may be in the writer‘s own ing all eyes upon her, watchin’g her | Ca8® 'or that of some one in the 1 upon net, WACUUS °* | writer‘s home. An agonizing silence now reigned in the dressingâ€"room. Nothing was heard but the hard breathing of the girls. At last, Jammes, flinging herâ€" self upon the farthest corner of the wall, with every mark of real terror on her face, whispered: "Listen!" Everybody seemed to hear a rustl ing outside the door. There was no sound of footsteps. It was like light silk sliding over the panel. Then it stopped.> _ _ o s Lidnist C Abutrâ€"+1 Sore‘i tried to show more pluck than the others. She went up to the door and, in a quavering voice, asked: "Who‘s there?" it cA .ms fue But nobody answered. Then, feel\-‘ ing all eyes upon her, watching her last movement, she made an effort to show courage, and said vergeloudly: "Is there any one behind the door?" "Oh, yes, yes! Of course there is!" cried that little dried plum of a Meg Gir{,e heroically holding Sorelli back by her gauze skirt. ‘%{ha&rer you do, don‘t open the door! , Lord, don‘t open the door!" But Soreli, armed with a dagger that never left her, turned the key and drew back the door, while the balletâ€"girls retreated to the inner dressingâ€"room and Meg Giry sighed: "Mother! Mother!" Sorel.i looked into the passage bravely. ~It was empty, a gasâ€"flame in its glass prison, cast a red and suspicious light into the surrounding darkness, without succeeding in disâ€" pelling it. And the dancer slammed the door again, with a deep sigh. "No," she said, "there is no one there." M _ ‘"Yes, yes, we saw himâ€"we saw him just now!" cried the gir‘s. "He had his death‘sâ€"head and his dressâ€"coat, just as when he appeared to Joseph EPeC "And Gabrie! saw him too!" said| Jammes. "Only yesterday!~ Yesterâ€"| day afternoonâ€"in broad daylightâ€""| "Gabriel, the chorusâ€"master?" f "Why, yes, didn‘t you know?" | "And he was wearing his dressâ€"; clothes, in broad daylight?" | "Who? â€" Gabricl?" | "Why, no, the ghost!" | "Certainly! Gabrie! to‘d me so himâ€" self. That‘s what he knew him by.' Gabricl was in the stageâ€"manager‘s| office. Suddenly the door opened and| the Persian entered. You know the‘ Persian has the evil eyeâ€"" | "Oh, yes!" answered the litte balletâ€"gir.s in chorus, warding off il!â€" luck by pointing their forefinger and litte finger at the absent Persian, while their second and third fingers were bent on the palm and he‘d down by the thumb. # j ‘"And you know how superstitious Gabriel is," continued Jammes. "Howâ€" ever, he is @ways ;l:olite. When he meets the Persian, he just puts his hand in his pocket and touches his keys. We‘l, the moment the Persian appeared in the doorway, GabriLeI gave oE CS ood i ieE EC & one jump from his chair to the lock of the cupboard, so as to touch iron! In doing so, he tore a who‘le skirt off his overcoat on a nail. Hurrying to get out of the room, he banged his forehead against a hatâ€"peg and gave himse‘f a huge bump; then, sudden‘y stepping back, he skinned his arm on the screon, near the piano; he tried to lean on the piano, but the lid feil uquet !" Keen‘s Mustard adds spice and zest to cooked dishesâ€"brings out hidden flavorsâ€"puts a new relish into familiar diches, and aids digestion by stimulating the flow of saliva and of the gastric juices. Recipe Book Free Our new book will show you how toimprove your ccoking. Plenty of recipes. Write for a copy toâ€"dayâ€"it‘s FREE. COLMANâ€"iZTEN (Careéc) LIMiTL _ Dest. iF, 102 Amberst St. Montrect f on his hands and crushed hig fingers; | he rushed out of the office like a madâ€" man, slipped on the staircase and ‘came down the whole of the first flight on his back. I was just passing with ‘mother. We picked him up. He was covered with bruises and his face was all over blood. We were frightened ‘out of our lives, but, all at once, he began to thank Providence that he had got off so cheaply. Then he to:d us what had frightened him. He had seen the ghost behind the Persian, the ghost with the death‘s head, just like Joseph Buqust‘s deseription !" More than one case may be desâ€" cribed in the letter, but every stateâ€" ment must be literally and absolutely true. Every letter must be signed by the full name and correct address of the person sending it. If it describes the case of some person other than the writer of the letter, it must also be signed by the person whose case is described, as a guarantee of the truth of the statements made. |_Jammes had told her story ever so quickly, as though the ghost were* her hee‘s, and was quite out of breat |at the finish. _A silence followed \ while Sore‘lli po.lished her nails in ‘great excitement. It was broken by litte Giry, who said: _ The writer of each letter must give the name of the paper in which he or she caw this announcement. Fine writing will not win the prize unless you have a good case to desâ€" cribe. The strength of the recommenâ€" dation and not the style of the letter will be the basis of the award. The I‘r. Williams‘ Mecicine Co. shall have the right to publish any letter entered in the contest, if they desire to do so, whether it wins a prize or not. The contest will close November 21st, 1925, and the prizes will be awarded as soon as possible thereafâ€" ter. .Do not delay. If you know of a good case write your letter NOW. Obâ€" serve the above conditions carefully cr your letter may be t.rown out. Address all letters as follows:â€" The. Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. Letter Contest Deprrtment. "Joseph Buquet wou‘ld do better to hold his tongue." K "Why should he hold his tongue?" asked somebody. _ ra. ¢: "That‘s mother‘s opinion," rep.ied Meg, lowering her voice and looking all about her as though fearing lest other ears than those present might overhear. "And why is it your mother‘s opinâ€" _ "Hush! Mother says the ghost doesn‘t like being talked about." "And why does your mother say "Becauseâ€"bscauseâ€"nothingâ€"" i This reticence exasperated the curiâ€"‘ osity of the young ladies, who crowdâ€"| ed round litte Giry, tegging her to explain herscif. They were there,| gide by side, ‘eaning forward simu‘â€" taneously in one movement o. entreaty , and fear, communicating their terror , to one another, taking a keen pleasure in feeling their blood freeze in their| veins. | "I swore rot to tel.!" gasped Meg. But they loft her no peace and: promised to ksep the secret, until| Meg, burning to say a.l she knew,‘ began, with kar eyes fixed on the door : | 10n 50 V Oesiet‘s D PMIT Cw C We PCOR i Mn e eniiet & "Well, it‘s because of the private box." "What private box?" "The ghost‘s box!" "Has tke ghost a box? Oh, do tel us, do tol us!" f "Not so loud!" said Meg. "It‘s Por Five, you know, the box cn the grand ter, next to the stageâ€"box, on the teft." "Oh, nonsense!" "I tei. you it is Mother has charge cf it. But you swear you won‘t say a word?" "Of course, of course." * (To be continued.) 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Nelson was delicate! so was Naâ€" poleon Bonaparte. . Think of the moderrs and their dificulties. Arnold Bennett wrote from New Year‘s Day to New Year‘s Eve before any editor took his MSS. Corki sweated in his bakehouse. Kipling started in obscur ity in India. Each one of these said to bhimself: "I can if I will" They willed and they did! "Ours is the world and everything that‘s in it" if we will only lay claim to it. There is pothing to prevent us when we make up our minds :o go for ward. Our strength is tremendous when one comes to thirk of it. The psychologists speak of this as autoâ€"suggestion! that is, a man may say to himeelf: "You car if you will," and hbe invariably doce. It doesn‘t mean an overâ€"abundance of confidence or swellâ€"heajledness, but just a quiet belief in one‘s own powors to accompâ€" lish a task. We meet some who say they have tried this and it doesn‘t work. There are people who interpret this selfâ€"conâ€" fidence as running one‘s head at a wall and reeling back. It is not that at all. The greatest thing a man has in hisâ€" minc. All is controlled by that Nothing has yet been accomplished but that someone has eaid, "I can do that." If a man‘s mind tells him he canâ€"he can; and thore will be no breaking of skulls in the effort! The greatest mistake we ever make is to sit with folded hands and say "Well, I can‘t manage it!" Whether it be the j6b of daily work or the learn ing of a language or an act of service to a neighcbr, if we make up our minds that we will do it we shall find ourselves succeeding. . As a little boy of not more than tive or six years old, he was driving with lhis father and mother from the family home at Bratton to Lew House, to visit his grandparents. The equipage was a gig, and he was tucked snug!y on the floor at the feet of his elders The twiddling of thuimbs or the beâ€" lief that anything will work itself out automatically is a stupid delusion. The wor?‘ "can" comes to us from the AngloSaxon word which means "to know." So that whatever we may know, whether it be by instinct or otherwise, we are apt to perform. it is wonderful what we know and can remember. There may be much we don‘t "know, but it is surpricing how much we do know; ard beceuse we know, we ere able. Now, believe in whatever ond who ever you like; but amid all your beâ€" liefs, put these two firstâ€"your belief in God and then your belief in yor: self, Nothing can help you like the:o two Leliefs. Let them cominate your life. Find your line of activity and then say: "In the neme of all that is best and roble I will win through. You will, and cthers will recognize it In his volume of Early Reminis cences Mr. S. Baringâ€"Gould relates an amusing coincidence. | No bones were broken, but the ‘knees of my trousers were horribly ; lacerated. None who have not fJormed |euch an attachment con comprehend ; how lovable an old pair of trousers mey be to one. As I was contemplatâ€" liu the rents, I beard my wife laugh, and I looked vp halfâ€"reproachfully, halt hn(ruy. In descending Lew Hill, he says, the horse trod on a roiling stone and fc‘}l. Thereupon my father and mother shot like a pair of rockets over my head and the splashboard and fell into the road. I burst out laughing. My fath er was very angry with me, and my mother looked distressed. When re proached, I said: "I could not help it; you both looked like rooks taking flight from a fleld where you had been feeding." "You bad, unprincipled boy!" said my father wrathfully, "We might both have broken our necks." "Oh, then I should have cried and not laughed." 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