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Philip Crane, a young acroplane deâ€" ‘:'ner. in London on a holiday, saves gery Ferguson from death by snatchâ€" ing her from beneath a large car. On arrival at the Midâ€"Western Hotel, he is surprised to find a letter, written in code, addressed to him there. That g'filnl an unknown girl calls on him connection with the letter. Resoivst o see the adventure through, he goes with the girl~Judith Felstead, to see :.n named Stevensson, who is expectâ€" g the "crook" Crane. Stevensson crossed the ro»n and seated himsel* at a bureau. He was Just about to cpen a drawer whes the Joud peal of an =lsctric bell rang through the room. "Someons appears anxious to come In," he commented. At that momwent, Crane knew that he was in real danger. So far, this man had been fencing with him. That had been obvious. But now, the mask was partly off. Had that ring at the front door or wherever it was, been a gignal? He half turned to the door. "You‘re not going, Crane?" asked his host. What could he say? "If you‘ve got people comingâ€"" he fumbled. His brain was reeling. A friend ef his? A friend of the real Crane‘s that was. Then the masquerade would be exposed; he would be shown up. "Oh, it‘s only a friend of mineâ€"â€" and a friend of yours, if it comes to "You really must not go," continâ€" ued Stevensson; "I can‘t allow it. When an old friend likeâ€"" he smiled, and there was the very devil in is grinâ€" "â€"calls so unexpectedly, it would be churlish for you to leave. Stay there!" he snapped. Crane waited no longer. He had CHAPTER.I11.â€"(Cont‘d.) This delightful tea menu suggested by Madame R. Lacroix, assistant director at the Provincial School of Domestic Science, outstanding Montreal Cookâ€" Ing School, will come in very handy next time you‘re entertaining. Keep it for reference, Pincapple Ie Cream Chase & Sanbom‘s Tea or Coffee Madame Lacroix says: "For my part, 1 always use and recommend Magic Baking Powder because it is absolutely dependable. 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The girl he had dragâ€" !â€"ged from beneath the wheels of the ‘green car. What an amazing piece | of luck! _She was standing on the 'kerb only a yard or so away, staring ‘ straight in front of her. faced by the first real peril of his life. he remained astonishingly cool. Perâ€" haps, he was able to reflect, his Rugby football was helping him out. He played serumâ€"half for Truro. He was soon on his feetâ€" and when he stood up, the revolver he had snatched from t hand of the servant was facing Stevensson. And the two men and the woman at whom the words were directed obeyed. ‘"Keep away, I warn you!" he shouted. His left hand fumbling with the door, he found the handle. One quick turn, and he was out on the steps of that solidâ€"looking suburban house which he knew now to be the headâ€" quarters of a dangerous gang of crimâ€" inals. A bang of the door, a few further flying footsteps, and he was in tha Bayswater Road. Chance now lent a hand. A taxiâ€" driver, noticing his haste, looked at him enquiringly. Philip gave the first address that came into his mind, a restaurant in Coventry Street. Wrenching open the door of the taxi, he stepped out on to the paveâ€" ment. "You!" she said, breathlessly, as he reached her side. "Yes," he repdied; adding quickly: "I‘ve got a taxi here. I want you to come with me. To talk. Why, you‘re "I‘m afraid," were the words that came trembling from her lips. > i11!" It was lateâ€"some time after midâ€" night. But what did this new Philip Crane care? This was London, not Truro. . . The prospect of escorting a strange woman he did not yet know were passed into the commonplace. He put a hand on her arm and she did not resist. Tea *# "Where now?" asked the taxiâ€"driver 24 cup milk 14 cup grated %si/'om the garoé}ls * ONTARIO ARCHIVEsS TORONTO in a surly tone. He had been afraid his fare was a bilker, and his temper had not fully recovered. x "Somewhere quiet," he was told; "somewhere where we can have a meal by ourselves, and be able to talk withâ€" out being overheard." The mechanical Jehu chewed the end of a luxuriant moustache. "W‘ot you want is Cima‘s, Greck Street," he said. And made a swerve such as only a London taxiâ€"driver can make. Five minutes later, a broadâ€"faced maitre d‘hotel, himself the proprietor of this little restaurant, was giving the couple a warm welcome. . "Somevair quiâ€"et?" he repeated; mais, oui; this way, monsieur." He preceded them up a narrow flight of stairs, and into a small room on the right that was evidently reserved for small and essentially private dinâ€" ner parties. "No one will:come here, monsieur. And nowâ€"?" producing a menu. "I leave everything to you." Once they were alone, the girl turnâ€" ed to him with a quick, impulsive gesâ€" ture. "I don‘t think I ought to have come with you," she said. "Why not?" "Becauseâ€"well, aren‘t you a perfect stranger?" With a quickness that might have startled his Truro friends, Crane held up a reproachf{ul finger. _ _ e The next moment he was sorry he had uttered the words, because a shudâ€" der passed through the girl‘s slim body. Instinctively, he put out his arm and drew her to him in a protecâ€" tive way. "How can you say that?" he said "This is the second time we‘ve met.‘ "Yes," came the faltering answor. "I‘m sorry I forgot. But I didn‘t mean it that way. I meart. . . ." Looking up into his face, she nodâ€" ded. Then, and before another word could be uttered, the waiter entered carrying the first course of the late supper. "It doesn‘t matter," he said. "You‘re here, and I‘ve been given a second opâ€" portunity of talking to you. Won‘t you be content with that?" Crane was developing observatior. He noticed during the meal that the girl, in spite of her evident fear, ate as though food for some time past had been a stranger to her. He wonâ€" dered at it; and, wondering, was given the explanation. "This is the first meal I have had toâ€"day," she said. "If I am ravenous you must forgive me." He laid down his knife and fork and, reaching over the table, touched her haad. "You can trust me," he said. "I want to help you. I am determined to help you. Won‘t you tell me your story?" "Yesâ€"but especially the part which has made you afraid. . . . But, first of all, drink another glass of wine." He filled her glass with Burgundy, and waited until she lifted it to her lips. "But I come from Truro," he reâ€" plied, hoping that the feeble jest would bring a second smile to her lips. _‘"Yes, I came up today on a holiâ€" «day." Her face became blanched. "You must go back," she said; "you must not stay in Londonâ€"at leas:, you musn‘t be seen with me." "But that‘s all rubbish!" "No!" And this time it was her hand that reached across the table. "It‘s a matter of life and death. You saw that for yourself this morning. . . That man meant to kill me!" » ‘‘More," he urged; "it will do you good; bring back the color to your cheeks." It was with a little shaky laugh that she laid the glass down. "I didn‘t believe I should ever meet a man like you," she told him; "I didn‘t believe there was one left in the whole of London." it?" He wondered if he should tell her; and then decided that he would. ""London is a wonderful place," h> said; "you would scarcely believe me. I suppose, if I told you that less than an hour ago, I was talking to that same manâ€"at least, I believe him to be the same man." ts "All of it?" "Truro? ISSUE No. 46â€"‘31 ° That‘s in Cornwall isn‘t â€" DUVâ€"â€"RHCW 4 "I was taken to his house in Bays water Road." â€" " tell my story first? I enough to hear it?" Rom;.â€"Premler Musolini recently assured Italy that there will be ‘mo further general reduction in wages. T sucs uoc Under his presidency, the Central Committee of Corporations rejected suggestions it had been studying for nationâ€"wide cuts in industrial salaries. The committee declared decreases inâ€" advisable despite the ‘tendency of other nations to meet the depression in that manner. Opening the committee session, the Premier said he thought wages alâ€" ready had been reduced to the lowest tolerable level. A year ago he ordered a horizontal cut of 10 to 12 per cent. in all wages, governmental and indusâ€" trial, with greater reductions in bigh Present Wage salaries. Pearls Found in Ohio Watgr Pearls are being taken from the Sandusky Piver bottom at Fremont, Ohio.â€"The Pathfinder A hard day at the office, and a headâ€" ache homeward bound. All for the want of two little tablets of Aspirin! Don‘t be helpless when you suddenly get s headache; carry Aspirin with you. The pocket tin doesn‘t take up any room, but what a comfort when Fatigue will i hovlecke, 1t lowers the vhisily 4d invites a cold. Take Aspirin and throw it off! Don‘t wait until you are miserable. There is nothing in Aspirin to hurt the heart or upset the stomach or harm the system in any way. Your inaibleilinness ns Made by the makers of Kraft Salad Dressing and Velveeta (?oi:e continued.) A S P I _R Iâ€"N Maintained in Italy h sc ow‘v Look here, suppose 1 st? But are you strong * an SYp,. pfy aldL {/ foed ... Rich in vitamins . . . Energyâ€"producing ... An economical source of nighest guality protein ... fully matured ... Kraft cheese is a healthful. bodyâ€" hss 10 it ogas . ~Acmen in ns hidiiines with every ineal. doctor will tell you that! But, get Aspirinâ€"not a substitute! folrmdinlidt:al::hpl&;ce’rhqtobe . cover colds, sore throat, headache, toothâ€" ache, neuritis, neuralgis, sciatica, hmhq&dorrhe\mh,fl-ua‘h» pains, other aches for 'Néfighbwmamn store has Aspirin in bott ll as the familier little box, Aspirin is made in Canada. Made in in bottles, as wo* ' Bome people can best make & presence felt by their asence. ; the beautiful When the everreâ€" curring miracle of spring comes, the garden is at its gayest, with a beauty, borrowcd from karso sunsets, No forâ€" mal ribbon borders, no laidâ€"out colorâ€" beds. The wild transplants emerge from their shellâ€"buds and bloom in beauty amorg the small rockeries that are studded with rare succulents. Stately aloes with red »spear points keep guard. Clusters of Namaqua daisies wave their gleaming hbeads in the breeze in a blazo of golden glory. The vygies and iceâ€"plants mix and mingle their colors in barbaric splenâ€" dor; pure carmine, rich bronze, lemon and orange, cream and white. It is as if one had stepped into a story of the Arabian Nigats or iuto an oldâ€"time court of some opulent Indian prince. The flowers‘ faces all follow the sun. Lux tua via mea,. Could there be fairâ€" ier legend for flower or mortal! The gentle gardener who created this picture, who thinks and speaks of the Aowers as frien«s, spends much of his time among them ~ecause he love;: them and because they symbolize a beauty that cannot !~ expressed in words. Moreover, the outside world free to wander in this garden and to share with him its manifold delights, One must linger in this Garden of Memory to catch its beauty and to get an insight, be it ever ~â€" small, into the hidden meaning of flowers. There must be no hurry. It inust be sought ‘humbly. too, ere vision is granted.â€"â€" \The Christian Scienre Monitor ‘ (Muddy River) (Written for The Christian Science Monitor Out in November‘s softened glow, Her spicy fragrance in the air, A spell is on the sights we know The old dull things grow strange ond Golden bright, Goldâ€"tipped like spea~>, they guard the water‘s edge, Serried battalions of the brouzed stream, The quiet, hazy brooding of a dream The slugzish posd once brown and dull, Blows now in shimmering yellow light, Those reeds we thought unbeautiful Standing â€" transformed, | erect â€" and ‘The lustrous oak leaves yonder burn Like greenish bronze, such as one seee In some old wreathâ€"bound classic urn, In courts amid the cypress trees, Where fountains plash; brown spols . the greenness stain For all the years out in the sun and rain‘! leaves, The golden ears that promise much, ‘The ripening of the harvest sheaves, Transfigured all by Midas‘ touch, Which brings the heart‘s fulfiliment, care‘s release, With golden gifts of plentitude and peace. The soft, warm air, ‘The Constitution of the United States, says "The Pathfinder," does not limit the number of times a person may be elected President. The twoâ€" term rule is mercly an unwritten law, based on‘ precedent and tradition Technically it would be constitutional for a person to serve as President just as many times as he could be elected. U.S. Constitution Allows President More than 2 Terms Washington refused to accept & third term because he wanted to retire from the turmoil and burdens of po‘â€" tics to private life; he did not suggost that a third term would be improper 0r open to serious objections,. It wa® largely due to the fact that Jefferson followed Washington‘s example and declined a third term that the thirdâ€" term doctrine became a part of )* unwritten Constitution. Farmerâ€""Oh, that‘s pothing! H® does that for the cows every evening." ds The Garden of Visitorâ€"*"You son has very £00d anners, He opened the gate for rare sedge. saninemie tennnto utiane (ienaet i+ enc hantment over trees â€"â€"Charlotte F. Babcock. the burnished and their Lo @1 t} t} ©1 wh #h tir & W W tb d th t} November zfl Rome â€" A Golden Te through cJ me.â€"Philii n At t} K1 M TV Sum