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,"."‘I . "Did Mile. Daae not see you come down from your room by the eurious road which you selected?" R. "No, monsieur, no, although, when waking behind her, I took no pains to deaden the sound of my footâ€" steps. In fact, I was anxious that she should turn round.and see me. I realâ€" ized that I had no excuse for followâ€" Ing hor and that this way of spying on her was unworthy of me. But she seemed not to bear me and acted exactly a« though I were not there. She quietly left the quay and then auddeniy walked quickly ut the road. The church clock had struck a quarter to twelve and I thought that this must have made her hurry, for she began almost to run and continued hastening until she came to the church." "Mile. Daae‘s curious action in goâ€" ing out at that hour had worried me at first; but, as soon as I saw her go to the churchyard, 1 thought that she meant to ful‘fill some pious duty on her father‘s grave and rconsidered this so natural that 1 recovered all my ealmness. I was only surprised that she had not heard me walking behind her, for my footsteps were quite audible on the hard snow. But she must have been taken up with her intentions and I resolved not to disâ€" turb her. She knelt down by her father‘s grave, made the sign of the| cross and began to pray. At thatl moment, it struck midnight. At the last stroke, 1 saw Mile. Dane lift her| eyes to the sky and stretch out her arms as though in ecstasy. I was wondering what the reason could be, when I myself raised my head and everything within me seemed drawn toward the invisible, which was playâ€" ing the most gerfect music! Christine‘ and I knew that music; we had heard as children. But it had never beon' executed with such divine art, even by' M. Daae. 1 remembered all that Chrisâ€" tine had told me of the Angel of Music. The air was The Resurrection of Lazarus, which old M. Daae used to play to us in his hours of melancholy | Q. "Then what happened that you were found in the morning lying halfâ€" dead on the steps of the high altar?" and of faith. If Christine‘s Angel had existed, he could not have Lhyod betâ€" ter, that night, on the late musiâ€" ¢lan‘s violin. When the music stopâ€" ped, I seemed to hear a nolse from the skulls in the heap of bones: it was as though they were chuekiin; and 1 could not help shuddering." edy at th vention 0 Mifroid, examined touching Perros. answers : The first floor of the Setting Sun was at no great height and a tree growing against the wall held out its branches to Raoui‘s impatient arms and enabled him to climb down unâ€" known to the landlady. Her amazeâ€" ment, therefore, was all the greater when, the next morning, the young man was broust back to her ha frozen, more dead than alive, and when she learned that ‘he had been found stretehed at full lenfth on the steps of the high altar of the little church. She ran at once to tell Chrisâ€" tine, who hurried down and, with the Ile!p of the land‘ady, did her best to reovive him. lHe soon opened his eyes and was not long in recovering when lear Raoul ran back to his room and threw back the window. Christine‘s white form stood on the deserted quay. The hours passed slowly. It was about halfâ€"past eleven when he disâ€" tinctly heard some one moving, with a light, steaithy step, in the room next to him. Then Christine had not gone to bed! Without troubling for a reaâ€" son, Kaoul dressed, taking care not to make a sound, and waited. Waited for what" How could he tell?* But his heart thumped in his chest when he beard Christine‘s door turn slowly on its hinges. Where could she be going, at this hour, when ever{ one was fast asleep at Perros? Softly opening the door, he saw Christine‘s white form in tme moonlight, slipping along the passage. She went down the stairs and he leaned over the baluster above her. Suddenly he heard two voices in rapid conversation. He caught one sentence: "Don‘t lose the key." _ | It was the laydlady‘s voice. The door facing the sea was opened and locked again. Then all was still. Ph;fietfifi of the Opera ng@ a W CHAPTER IV.â€"(Cont‘d.) n the steps of the higx altar ; "First a skull rolled to my feet 18§UE No. 49â€"23. not long in recovering when his friend‘s charming face ver him. weeks later, when the tragâ€" * Opera compelled the interâ€" f the public prosecutor, M. the commissary of police, the Vicomte de Chagny the events of the night at 1 quote the questions and BY GASTON LEROUX ‘\ "My Dear Managers: ‘\ "So it is to be war between us? "l "If you still care for peace, here is ° my ultimatum. It consists of the four e l following conditions : *\ "I. You must give me back my priâ€" ‘\ vate box; and I wish it to be at my *\ free disposal from henceforward. _ "Yes, 1 have," M. Lachenel declarâ€" ed. "I have an idea and I‘ll tell you what it is. There‘s no doubt about it in my mind." He walked up to the two managers and whhzered, "It‘s the Rzlum: who did the trick!" hard gave a jump. "What, gn too! You too!" "What do you mean, I too" Isn‘t it natural, after what I saw?" "My 'doorko?er? I‘ll answer for him as I would for myself!" protestâ€" ed Mercier. "I don‘t know. Nobody knows. That‘s why I have come to ask you to sack the whole stable." "What do your stablemen say?" "All sorts of nonsense. Some of them accuse the supers. Others preâ€" tend that it‘s the actingâ€"manager‘s doorkeepor . «.*.; .. s "But, after all, M. Lachenel," cried Richard, "you must have some idea." "Eleven," said the head ridingâ€" master, correcting him. "Twelve," repeated Richard. "I did have twelve, but I have only eleven since Cesar was stolen." And M. Lachenel gave himself a great smack on the boot with his whip. _ "Has Cesar been stolen?" cried the actingâ€"manager. "Cesar, the white horse in the Profeta® How?" "I am not talking of the horses, but of the stablemen." "How mn‘;z stablemen have you, M. sliochonel «4 x'” "Six stablemen! That‘s at least two too many." _ is .‘ > > Abkk s "In the cellars, on the Rotunda side. it‘s a very important department; we have twelve horses." "Why, we want trained horses for the processions in the Juive, the Proâ€" feta and soâ€"on; horses ‘used to the boards.‘ It is the grooms‘ business to teach them." "He can come in." M. Lachenel came in, carrying a ridingâ€"whip, with which he struck his right boot in an irritable manner. "These are :rlaces,’ " Mercier interâ€" posed, "created and forced upon us by the underâ€"secrtary for fine arts. They are filled by rroum of the governâ€" ment and, if I may venture to . . ." need more than four stablemen for twelve horses." "4. Let me know by a letter handâ€" ed to Mme. Giry, who will see that it reaches me, that you accept, as your predecessors did, the conditions in my memorandumâ€"book relating to my monthly allowance. I will inform you later how you are to pay it to me. "Look here, I‘m getting sick of him, sick of him!" Shouted Richard, bringâ€" ing his fists down on his officeâ€"table. "Lachenel would like to see one of you fnt‘lemen,” he said. "He says that his business is urgent and he seems quite upset." "And what does he do*" "He has the chief management of the stable." > is it?" "Mr. Manager, 1 have come to ask you to get rid of the whole stable." _ "What, you want to get rid of our horses "8. I absolutely insist upon the good and loyal services of Mme. Giry, my boxâ€"keeper, whom you will reinstate in her xnctiona herewith. 4 "If you refuse, you will give Faust, :oâ€"night in a house with a curse upon t. "Take my advice and be warned in time. 0. G." Just then, Mercier, the actingâ€" manâ€" ager, entered. "Good mornini. M. Lachenel," said Richard, somewhat impressed. "To what do we owe the honor of your visit?" "I don‘t care a hang for the governâ€" ment!" roared Richard. "We don‘t "2. The part of M.r(grm shall be sung this evening b‘g ristine Daae, ll;l:yfir mind about Carlotta; she will ill. "Is there a stable at the O&era? Upon my word, I didn‘t know. Where "‘Twelve horses! And what for, in Heaven‘s name?" | . . . It was as if I were the mark of ; that that ghastly game of bowls. And l! « A had an idea that false ltefi:mut have}| «; ‘destro!od the bailance of the structure ;,, . behind which our musician was conâ€" | the , cealed. This surmise seemed to be conâ€" h")‘- firmed when I saw a shadow suddenly | jf glide along the sacristy wall. I ran pa,p up. The shadow had already pushed |jogy, open the door and entered the church.| _ @4 But 1 was ‘E?k" than the shadow | «q and caught hold of a corner of lu' M. cloak. At that moment, we were just Rich in front of the high altar; and tbo, ug moonbeams fell straight upon us plea: through the stainedâ€"glass windows of l "p the apse. As I did not let go of ‘the‘ repr cloak, the shadow turned round; and |;,s, I saw a terrible death‘s head, whichi n darted a look at me from a ?cir | toni‘ scorching eyes. I felt as If I WeTe | puigse face to face with Satan; and, in the| opar, presence of this unearthly Appsrition,lpn" my heart gave way, my courage failâ€" | of¢ /) ed me . . . and I remembered nothing laugi more until I resovered consciousness |,, y at the Setting Sun." 44 & CHAPTER VI. FAUST AND WHAT FOLLOWED. On the Saturday morning, on reachâ€" iIng their office, the joint manlrrs found a letter from O. G. worded in these terms: "What did rm seo." "I saw, as clearly as I now see you, 999 then anotber then another _ There lies the secret. Procrastina tion deserves the blame for thievery ?ot our time that the old adage affixes to it. In Hardy‘s cosmic drama, "The Dynasts," much is made of the comâ€" ing of the first flake of a snowstorm that buried alive so many of Napolâ€" eon‘s soldiers. That first flake was a trifle. But when many flakes piled up they made an overwhelming drift. That is the way with letters. We deâ€" cide we will defer answering our corâ€" respofdence till a more convenient season. . Soon the amount of it beâ€" comes a formidable burden. Had we taken hold of the missives as they came they wouldn‘t have bothered us much and they would not seem a m mental affliction now. It is thus wi(:i”every claim of personal, indusâ€" trial, social or civic obligation. We cannot afford to let our various preâ€" occupations, whatever they may be, gain volume and momentum. Not until 1840 were matches euscâ€" cessfully manufactured by machinery. \ "I can do but one thing at a time," declared one of the nm.ost distinguished members of aâ€"recent surgical conâ€" gress. The unsuccessful headmaster of an unsuccessful school once said in a frculty meeting: "No teacher is good for anything who cannot do severâ€" al things at once." His own career was that of a scatterbrain, and he failed becauso he did not define cerâ€" tain objectives and go after then in the spirit of Lonrd Northcliffe‘s terse counsel: "Concentrate." She did not complete the sentence. She saw Firmin Richard‘s face; and it was a terrible sight. He said nothing, he could not speak. But suddenly he !acud. First, his left arm seized upon the quaint person of Mme. Giry and made her describe so unexpected a ’aemicircle that she uttered a despairâ€" ing cry. Next, his rifht foot imprintâ€" ed its sole on the black taffeta of a skirt which certainly had never before undergone a similar outrage in a simâ€" dlar rlace. The thing happened so }quick y htat Mme. Giry, when in the passage, was still guite bewildered and geemed not to understand. But, sudâ€" denly, she understood; and the Opera rang with her indignant yells, her violent protests and threats. [ A famous steelmaster, like any one of several noted statesmen, has deâ€" veloped to a high degree the faculty of giving himself to the task before him or the preson in front of him as though for that teeming moment no other occupation, no ot=_er individual, existed. Said an Ambassador with a heavy charge to keep: "My desk is clear because I cannot work in any other way. I must take up one matter at a time and finish it. My secretaries have instructions to carry nothing over till the morrow that can pessibly be done toâ€"day." s When hoarse use Minard‘s Liniment a black shadow riding a white horse ithat was as like Cesar as two peas!" | @"And did you run after them?" | _ "I did and ! shouted, but they were |too fast for me and disappeared in | ]tehe darkness of the underground galâ€" ‘ ry.)' & ho U 5 +Â¥ About the same time, Carlotta, who had a small house of her own in the Rue du Faubourg St.â€"Honore, rang for her maid, which â€"brought her letters to her bed. Among them was an anâ€" onymous missive, written in red ink, in 3 hesitating, clumsy hand, which read : She thought herself, at that time, the victim of a thousand jealous atâ€" temfits and went about saying that she had a secret enemy who had sworn to ruin her. She pretended that a wicked plot was being hatched against her, a cabal which would come to a head one of those days; but she added that she was not the woman to be inâ€" timidated. "If you appear toâ€"night, you must be prepared for a great misfortune at the moment when you open your mouth to sing . .. a misfortune worse than death." The letter took away Carlotta‘s apâ€" Ketite for breakfast. She pushed back er chocolate, sat up in bed and thought hard. It was not the first letâ€" ter of the kind which she had received, but she never had one couched in such threatening terms. _ __ $ * "And he takes his vermouth at Torâ€" toni‘s with Lagrene, Scholl and Perâ€" tuiset, the lionâ€"hunter," added Monâ€" charmin. "We shall have the who‘le press against us! He‘ll tell the story of the ghost; and everybody will be laughing at our expense! We may as well ie dead as ridiculous!" "All right, say no more about it." At that moment the door opened. It must have been deserted by its usual Cerberus, for Mme. Giry enterâ€" ed without ceremony, holding a letter in her hand, and said hurriedly: "I beg your Ipardon, excuse me, gentlemen, but had a letter this morning from the Opera ghost. He told me to come to you, that you had something to . . ." _ $ _ "He is a friend of the government representative‘s!" Morcier ventured to say. _ esc s k * M. Richard rose. "That will do, M. Lachenel. You can go. . . . We will lodge a complaint against the ghost." "And sack my stable?" "Oh, of course! Good morning." M. Lachenel bowed and withdrew. Richard foamed at the mouth. "Sett‘e that idiot‘s account at once, please." ef Training to yourg women, . maving . ths required education. and desirews of becestin? nurses . lhis Hoespitai has edopted the cightâ€" tour system. The pupile recelve unitorm; of the Scheol, a monthiy allewance and travsling expenses to and from Mow York. For further information apply to the Superinterdent. Machine Made Matches. The Next Thing. NURSES (To be continued.) 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Immediately after the war the Briâ€" tish Forestry Commission drafted a scheme of reforestation which was about half completed with the recent planting of the +wo hundred millionth tree. The scheme, spread over a period of ten years, provides for the planting, of 450,000,000 trees on £50,000 acres, and already ehtire new forests of 20,000 to 25,000 acres baye been created for the future. Tweaty years from now these forests will have changed a large part of the landscape of Great Britain. If this is done in a country which is mainly industrial, what ought Canâ€" ada to do? Our forests are one of our most v@luable resources. Millions of trees are cut every year, and for every tree deliberately felled, two aro conâ€" sumed by fire. The ratio of replaceâ€" ment is comparatively emall. We are taking away without putting back; we are spending capital without creat‘ng an adejuate reserve fund. know, Grant us the purpose, ribbed and edged with steel, To strike the blow. 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We who live in an age which seems to have adopted for its slogan, "Do it electrically," that is to say, rapidly, may well pause for a moment and think upon the places and the peoples who threa or four hundred years ago, produced those books which all the world today #o greatly admires. Paris was indeed a town, but it was only a town in 1589; and that buge agâ€" glomeration which now is London was then merely a half dozen villages, conâ€" nected together by rough roads, imâ€" passable in winter, dusty in summer, and always dangerous. What faciltâ€" ties had the printers of those days? From our point of view none. Yet they designed and cast beautiful types which are still a delight to the eye, and set them with taste, and printed from them to rude presses in jet black ink upon paper which yet remains as sound as when it first came from the mill. Verlly those old printers were artists and craftsmen. Such thoughts as these always break in upon me when I look upon a fire old book. â€"A. 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Herschel is a port of entry for ships coming by way of Bering strait and Alaska, and wireless communication will be of great asâ€" sistance fo the officia‘s inghe collecâ€" tion of customs duties and in other adâ€" ministrative work. Minard‘s Liniment for stiff muscles. The opening of the wireless station at Aklavik, in the delta of the Macâ€" kenzie river, on October 7, was anâ€" nounced by the North West Territorâ€" ies and Yukon Branch of the Departâ€" ment of the Interior. The opening of this station, which is the most north erly in Canada, together with that at Fort Smith which began operations on SBeptember 5, marks t!:Q completion of the system designed to bring the Macâ€" kenzie valley, the Yukon, and the Western Arctic coast into daily touch with civilization. The order of the stations from north to south is Aklaâ€" vik, Dawson, Mayo, Simpson, Fort Smith, and Edmonton. Two New Wireless Stations Looking at An Old Book. 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The results showed fairly concluâ€" sively that the smouldering tobacco from pipes would start fires, in almost every instance, whenever it fell on we‘l airâ€"dried material, and with very glight aid from the wind. In this respect, pipe heels far out did either cigar or cigarette, and in these tests was outdone only by the lighted match, which maintained a 110 per cent. record as a fire starter. The inference is that the pipe amoker can no longer be considered free from suspicion, as he has been in eome inâ€" stances, but should be subject to the same restrictions as the user of the "tailorâ€"made" cigarette and the cigar. The foresters point out, however, that it is the degree of thoughtfulness and care that the amoker exercises in disâ€" pa‘dn‘ otLhu matches, enipes, butts Why is it easy to break into an old man‘s house? Because his Tocks are few and his gait is broken, * With the aid of a motorâ€"driven fan, breezes and even gales of various inâ€" tensities were imitated to accelerate the forest fires produced on a minute scale. Forest litter, bark, rotten wood, pine ncedlesâ€"all the ordinary forest fuelsâ€"were exposed to ignition. In typical national forest «urroundâ€" ings, such as are frequented all sumâ€" mer long by tourist and camper, 200 experiments were recently made of the relative importance of cigar, cigarâ€" ette, pipe heel, and lighted match as a cause of forest fires. The cigarette has been blamed for much, and the "good old dudeen" has had many a eulogy; but experiments carried on in California by members of the Forest Service, United States Department of Agriculture, dealing with the possible causes of what are termed "smoker fires" bid fair to turn the tables upon the highly praised briar, clay or cob, and to find it the guiltiest member of the emoker‘s trinity. This is a very gratifying state of afâ€" fairs and eloquent of Canada‘s marked progress in all directions along the most modern lines. The telephone has come to enter most intimately inâ€" to every phase of Canadian life and more especially the agricultural. The line of telephone poles follows rapidly in the wake of agricultural sett‘ement and the farmer given adequate touch with that world from which he is apart yet with which he transacts business. The extension of the phone throughâ€" out the remoter farming settlements of Canada is a situation of which the poorly «upplied European can form no conception. And the telephone in Canada is not by any means confined to urban centres, but enters most intimately inâ€" to the life of the farm, both in a busiâ€" nes sand social sense. It is interesting to note that in the Province of Maniâ€" toba, where the population is desâ€" cribed as rural to the extent of about 60 per cent., there is a telephone to every eight residents, and that in the Province of Saskatchewan there are two rural telephone subscribers to every urban subscriber, a situation which is equalled by only four states of the Union. This development is by no means confined to the older, more developed and established sections of the counâ€" try, but, on the contrary, is more proâ€" nounced in the newer Western terriâ€" tory. For some time, for instance, the city of Calgary in Alberta has led the entire world in regard to the number of telephones per capita of population, with, at the present time, one tele phone to every four and a fraction reâ€" sidents. Practically the same situaâ€" tion is to be found throughout the other cities of Western Canada. The most striking trait of Canadian life to new arrivals form FEurope is the manner in which the Dominion, which they have considered as a very new and therefore raw and crude country, has brought into general, everyday usage the most modern and upâ€"toâ€"date Conâ€" veniences and anmmnities which invenâ€" tion has given to the world. The resiâ€" dent of Canada, for instance, does not }npprocht& his country‘s prominent position in regard to the use of the telephone until he visits â€" Europe, where the inconvenience and irritatâ€" ing loss of time arising from the lack of this means of communication drives 4t strikingly home. The approach of the semiâ€"centennial of the invention of the telephone glkes it an appropriâ€" ate time to briefly survey Canada‘s achievement in this connection and fix the position of the Dominion among other countries in this connection. In 1921 the Canadian census showed a population of 8,788,483, and at the end of 1924 there were over 1,009,203 telephones in operation throughout the Dominion. This works out at eleven telephones per 100 of populaâ€" tion, or eleven per cent,, and in re spect to this development Canada takes second place only to the United States, where the figure is 13.7. per cent.. among "#Whe countries of the world. Furthermore, the gross earnâ€" ings per telephone are lower in Canâ€" ada than in any other country of which there is record. _ The gross earnings per telephone for the fiscal year 1923 in the Netherlands were $61.17; in Great Britain $58.18; in the United States $48.49; and in Capâ€" ada $43.14. Pipes Cause Forest Fires. Phones Goneral on Farms. Sige as ) MJ venti.ators fully opera be maintair th le thfu orde e00‘« 41 FAY ly retere HOW AND WHEN to AND ORNAMENTAL #) ®t m f th Ventilat W} n the H