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Continuing, the brought l, the up to the point where c. - one day had mysterl "geared. " know; but It’s true, nevertheless." An overwhelming desire to ronfuie in her companion cum and before she could put up any iight it had {orqueru " She found herself telling he story of her life, right back from the day her mother had died, leaving her to fate eximneo with a father who. al- though oeeatrionally kind, was thor- oughly unsatisfactory in aim»: every other way. . 1 "No." Margery shook her head. "it's beavers-perfect. I don't think I have an known what real happiness nieant before." "That's 1 very sad thing to near a rit1, of your are say, Margery.” Sister Faith now asked ‘I expect you‘re i1ndittg i' ion, my dear," she said. When Philip Crone. . our]; uro In. with", Arrives in halo» on o hoghy. through a colncldenco " “to mm". In I. when for the (‘rook Crane, who " a tool ot a. band ruled by a mysterious “Empress," He rescues- Margery Prrguron ant learns that not father 19 hold captive by “Th9 Empress" m Imam; Kant. Plac- lu Margery safely in a convent, Philip I"! to Mandtine to reCogtnqitre., Mean-w 1mm Charles Whittle, an American ti "etive, is trailing a. band of {organ and follows [In lune am on Crane. They - and Join tore”. Then (‘ram is abducted by two members of the gang. ”nary fear. for her father and Philip. [ give you breads in tempting Variety . ' ROYAL YEAST CAKES CHAPTER Mv.--, Cont'd0 "Chriseie'a" you cannot imagine how deliciously light, crisp and flaky Soda Wafers can be. are always fresh. pqtil you have tried S Y NOPSIS. Margery Penman ant father " hold captive by In landlint. Kent. Plac- fely In a con'vent, {mun ADMIT ONE BY SIDNEY HORLEB, I question l very dur, ridiculously excited; but that mood Wm passed, because in the ordinary may, he was terribly depressed. In both “sex, he was very diffieult to hve with." “I can quite believe it. But you were telling me that he 'disappeared'." "Yes--there's no other word for it. One day a ear drew up outside the house. A man who looked like a clergyman in nttsfti-1 mean, he had a (lergyman’s type of face; thin, refined. “That's the best do, my dear." y Sister Faith opened her blue eye: wider. "Ditsappeared?" she repeated. "Yes. We were living in a dreadful when at Harlesden then-oh," cover- ing her eyes with her hands. "I can see that awful house now. It a just a slum-trut as father said he couldn’t :J'ord anything better, I had to put up mm It. I should have gone to work myself if he had not been ') angry every time I mentioned it. Of course," with a pitiable little smile, “I dort't quite know what I could have till) You see, Sister, I WIS never breath! Tou see, Sister, I WIS never brought up to do ttriser-except look after the house." work a woman can rag...~~hz.m$‘r ' ISSUE No. 7--'32 ' VOM?e. I He had to half-turn, and, into his (orbit of sue showed a man; 1 man 'who, although probably ten years older, might quite easily have been mistaken for himself. Though feeling .linost beyond aur- priu, he bit his lip in astonishment. This was the fellow Whittle bad men- A particularly violent throb in his right temple made him attempt to raise a hand. Confusion became fur. ther confounded with that: there was _ a jingling of metal, and, to his amne- ment, he found that one hand could' not be lifted without the other. He stared stupidly, before realizing that both his wrists were encircled by a; pair of handcuffs. Be was a pris-1 oner. _ As the truth iiooded through him he heard a 'tttttth-t laugh that a mocking devil might have made. "Pretty, aren't they?" enquired a, Although he knew he was now con- scious, he remained still for a few more moments. He wanted to get his strength back. And moving, as he had already found, was an infinitely painful process. Bis body was rack, ed with pain; it was as though he had been bruised from head to foot. he remembered: he had been attacked that nighb--wat, it still night.'-had put up a fight, but had been knocked out. After that, there was a blank. Philip opened his eyes slowly. This was not the Inn. For where was the bed? . . tho wardrobe? . . the wash.. hand stand? . . . Then, with a groan, "We mast help the ter," she said; "if y the number, I will ri Yard." . At this moment, in an 7 upstairs room, the Mother Superior of the Conyent gave her decision. This other' was FouNr-not many years older than herself-and, for a few moments on a never-to-be-forgot- jten day, she had rested in his arms. ‘And she had unthinkingly sent him into danger. For that was what had happened, without a domain; an appeal had been wrung from er, and this Sir Galahad had answered it. He had pledged her his help, and he must, have gone straight to Handling after leaving her at this harborage. What had become of him there? She scarcely dared to think. Margery‘s distress did not last very long. The sight of the empty chair opposite her made her feel foolish. To cause sadness to that sweet Sister l Faith-how ungrateful. ‘ Now that she was calmer, her mind became concentrated in a different " rection. Curiously enough, it was not) of the nun who had been such a friend to her she was thinking. No, it was a man who occupied her thoughts now -and, even more strange, that man was not her father. "But I've told you why I didn't. And now, perhaps, it's too late. A violent fit of sobbing shook the girl so that she could not say any more. The nun, taking up the tea-tray, look- ed down at her with infinite compas- sion. Then, feeling' that this was I situation with which she could not hope to deal, she quietly left the room. "But, all the same, if you think he's in danger-and you evidently do-you should go to the Poliee." "Have you done nothing? I mean, haven’t yw been to the Police?" "No; I WIS afraid to do that." "But it is your duty." "I know, Sister; but I was frighten- ed that my father might be implicated in something criminal. He is so weak. . . ." all.” She atruggled with herself for a few moments, and then, choking hack a sob, resumed. 'That man who called ---he wouldn’t give any name, although I asked him-wanted to know if father was at home. He was-but he was drunk." I "Oh, my dear!" "Yes, he was lying on the sofa in the little sitting room. The man with the cold'eyes came in after me with his companion, and told me to leave the room. At first, I didn't want to, because I didn't know who these two strangers were, but then I thought Pd better obey, or father would be angry when he became sober. I was only away ten minutes, but when I got back --father was gone.” "What had happened?" "I don't know-and I've never heard. But tht.t's only part of the mystery. I'm sure that father is in the hands of criminals-J suspeét the man with cold eyes from the beginning." "Haven't you heard anything?" "Only a few words on a scrap of laper. It was headed ".r,re'i'li'y'i) which I lwked up and found to be a village in Kent. The handwriting was my tzther's--there was no doubt about that-but there were only four other I words.” _ _ l "What were they, my dear?" 1 " 'Come and help me,'" was she re- ply. “I daresay it seems silly to you, I Sister, for a grown man to send an 1 appeal like that to his daughter, but father as never quite like a normal i person." a We must help the poor child, Sis- ' she said; "if you will enquire number, I will ring up Scotland "Oh, I feel I'wantrto. I must. I haven't had 1 chance to talk to anyone 1t1tee-onlrr-and I eoaldn't tell him "If this distresses vols," Kimmy, donrttel) me any more." Ming awful about him, something sinister that nude me feel afraid. His eyes were icy; they seemed absolutely cold, no warmth in them. . . ." And yr--" sly ,hyddered, “than was CAPTER XV. tie. The can'- {wank a; Gaa and tt a more lamentable to disease." “Few farm-reared calves actually die ot cold bat may tsre' forced to burn their body reserves to keep Winn. When this condition is continued the out no»! gaining and grow. but 11t. ) "Before the barn was. built the dairy- ‘men chose the months ot Mar, June, September and October as the time calves grew best and we then planned to keep the temperature ot the barn at about average temperature of those tour months," fay: Mr. Crawford. "The barn is kept at shout " degrees Pah. renhelt in Winter by the steam pipes: and by forced ventilation, when nues/ sary. 1 New York.--Whea the tsteam-heated calf bun was built at the New York rate College of Agriculture some con. jridered it an artificial method of rais- ing calves, but C. H. Crawford of the department ot animal husbandry says the first year's use ot the barn has been satisfactory and that the college has never had calves which grew bet- ter or were as tree from dlsease as this year's crop. rose. I sometimes wish God had desired to make A little planet-tor the children's sake! --Bert Cooksley in the New York Times., en’s play, Too coarse tor the little ones to nest their dreams And make believe; too chill, often, tor those Who are as fragile as the tulip's seams Kin to the moonlight and the meadow Steam Heat Used For Calves In State College Experiment eyes Of children are not happy, are not gay Alwast; it is a world too great in size, Too hurt for the gnome’s song and the a race Ot tall folk; imagination's small mate or melody and colour has no place To spread its little tent. The lovely The little ones are not happy always; Ours is a. grown-up world planned tor l "Trying to do the sob stuff, eh? Well, kid. that won't work with me. You ought to have thought of what would happen before you stuck your nose in." .He bent a little lower. "They keep' a pet tcrturer down at this joint for guys like you. Badoglio his name is. He's an Italian, and about three times as big as they make l 'em nowadays. He's got a few ideas of his own.” The speaker broke off to grin in a manner that made Crane afraid he would be sick. , - -_' _...V. a..- uynnuu In: . . . . Look here, you seem a decent sort; what does all this mean?” The only reply he got was a further chuckle. "What can I do? Two men broke into my bedroom at the local inn last night, and although I put one of them out, the other got behind me . . . . eh "Oh-ht" softly commented the other; "is that so? Well, it seems to have happened all the same. And what are you going to do about it, " don't know what you mean. You ean't do this sort of thing in Eng- land." He held up his handcuffed wrists in illustration. "Without a doubt, kid," crawled the Aher; "if this was put in a book, they wouldn't believe it, eh? But you're in the soup all right; and there'll be no getting out." "It wasn’t my fault that I got into it," he said; " was mistaken for someone else-o-he paused-id, by jingo, I understand now-that someone else must have been rout." It occurred to him quilkir" “51th best policy for him to adopt would be?) afteet simplicity. The strange thing was that Crane felt himself almost liking the man. The other's insouciant manner, dark- ened though it was by a leer, was ap- pealing in a bizarre sort of way. "You ought to have kept out of this, young fella," he said; "but, gee, I don't wonder Judith made the mis- take; rou're the dead ringer of me. ... ht least, you would be if you were ten years older. But, as I say, you were a poor sap to get into this mus. What made you, anyway?" liirehan, negligently baiancing a re- volver on the palm of his right hand, caps closer! standing over him. tioned---Birtehatt the crook for wh he had been mistaken at the 31 Western Hotel. The sight gaw n a certain stimulus; at least, he I, getting nearer the heart of the :r; an (To be continued.) Too Large dQyahitar9a_s i Fort Lennox, He Aux Noix "Oh, it's just because I used his silly old tennirraeket to strain the potatoes." Among the historic memorials of Canada that have been tram time to time placed under the care ot the Ntr. tional Parks ot Canada ot the Depart- ment ot the Interior there are few richer in historical interest or more charmingly situated than the massive old tortress that stands in quietr dig- nity on He aux Noix on the Richelieu (river in Quebec. Adequate measures tor its preservation have been taken' and to-day it Manda none of the ehiet monuments of the military romance ot Canada and its island home as one ot the interesting Canadian historic parks. "Your husband is sulking again What's Wrong this time?" iPick up a. crawling hansom, --You'u tind one close to the Park! Follow the ’husless bywnys, When the first lights prick through the dark, There’s gethering crowd ot children, Their head: all turned in a row, To the lost pre-cinema uses, And Mr. Punch's show. -kathleen Coynyngham Greene, in "London Jingles." Waterloo Bridge is sentenced, Devonshire House Is down; The big white shop fronts face us Like the streets ot a foreign town; Cupid's gone trom the Circus, Taxis rattle the Row, Still, In a back street corner There'g Mr, Punch's show. it and of a fondon corner, Down ot a London mews, _ Back of the shout pt the trttiBc And the "mld-darspecial" news Out of the old bound numbers In their much Nriingered row, Are Judy and Toby and Baby In Mr. Puneh's show Punch and Judy More than that of any other member of the family, baby's tender, delicate skin needs, the greatest care and attention. The soft soothing oils in Baby's Own Soap make it specially suitable for babies, and is clinging fra- grance reminds one of the roses of France which help to inspire it. . The erator u7, deals largely in quotations speaks volumes. ROADWAYB ' Like alone we form one roadway, and ye shun crush each other it we do not uphold each other. 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The our was lulled on the side ot the sailing Vesuel and not onto the keel line nmidshipe an the rudder is Sun; 10-day. - "Estabord" meant "this side." the captain said. and "oi-bond." "other side," which inter became "atatu board" and "inboard" among English- spenklng crewl. _ One of the most popular songs of the only chihuahua any: was a duet tor tour and baritone called "The “than! Wltch.” In the Frencl‘ N|w~udnerohut urine, the word We,” neu- "mth," end “wt horde” in the Modal side. The“ terms are null used. Noticing e dour-tweed Scot tugging " . snap-mum e. n Polofitee eff: Ciel inquired WIN: was the matter. I '1e_tietrGiiaiiiri"ii'; cover "fiieiesttlr from! his emotion in speak. "Ah put I penny in this," he began. "an' tour Map- cum oot." And " wax-ted healing once again ut the ma- shine. "mm" exclaimed the _ofiiciett, what's the idea? What': nll the (no. bout?" "Look ye here, man." aid the othe I put wither penny in, ye ken, I; methiq’u come one. The thinO I nindle!" "No on n ..... 'LIttP, tf '? new»: a. In the United States Xavy and American merchant marine the term. "right" and "left" have been Inbou- tuted for "starboard" and "port.“ which have been in nae on Eadie!» speaking thin: tor nearly 100 yearn. Until about 1840 the steering hernia were “iarboard' and "starboard,"' no cording to Captain P. J. Fraser. who went to sea in Bluenose sea dipper. in 1871 and is still actiie and at work as marine superintendent. "Port" Due to Steam thin On account of the increaae ot thd merchant sailing vessels, just below the advent ot steam. there waa a danp ger ot a collision occurring through an order being shouted hurriedly "to stats board" or to "larttoard," and confusion ensuing, especially when the case val tried afterward in an admiralty court. as to' what the captain or mate really paid at the time ot the accident. Then the word "port" "to the left" wan manufactured to make it complete]! distinct trom "starboard," The at.» board side is always the captain} aid. of the ship and the one by which he comes aboard in foreign porta when the vessel is at anchor. Everything seem to happen Just on the alarm bow iron the “blowing ot a whale" to the “breaking ot a water spout." Captain David W. Bone, master of the Anchor line Transylvnia. who ha. written several books dealing with the Nude-u term- ot commend on me bridge hue Ill.) chased with the in; induction ot the gyro-conic self-ewe!» ing mechine end coupe“, which keeps the ship on her com-0e better than the old-time queriemuter ever, did beau-e it works Absolutely true» The only “he that a quarter-master when the wheel in entering or leu- ing port, when mnoeuvring has to be executed quickly. I Pas-enters asking stewards tor di- rection: to tittd their cabin are told to “turn to the right and go up two lightn” intend re "go along on the starboard side and up the, main com- nnlou way two decks.” an it would be in the old lingo on board ship. Land Expressions New Una Members ot the crew now say "up stairs and downstairs" “(I "on the ttook' instead ot “on the deck." Tho chief oMcer of one ot the supervlinou in port the other day asked the stew- ard it he had wt.hia big overcoat on in the sun to dry. The youth rennet: "You, sir, I put it on the root." "Deck. you 1ttbber-ttte deck," shouted the of- t1cer; "there are no roots on board ship." Pounce” make veteran man inert, frantic by calling their 50,000. or 60,000 ton ship a "boat." I Such phruel n "belly." “they,” "avast heaving," "ttheeruott," “an that" and “aloft the beam," are msldom head from the lips at the modern sou- going youth to whom elevators, night clubs. swimming pool- nnd on tho other hum-lee at “Ho-date We in tho great cities no port and parcel of the twentieth century superllners. With the ndvent at the big home} dupe in the North Atlantic peanut trade end the [tuning ot men trained on sailing ships, the old nautical lingo, dating to the days of the Eliubethnn semen, In lent disappearing. Sea Jargon Passing On Modern Liners "Belay" and "Ahoy" and Even "Port" and "Star- . The Swinde board" Give Way to idsre Term Also New .