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38 Then, with a final: "I‘!l certainly be along, madam," he repiaced the reâ€" "This a love affair of yours?" asked Whittle, who thought it was bis torn "Carry on being a copper," was the amooth reply. Bodkin scowled, but the next moâ€" ment his attention was occupled with the words that came over the wire. "Who do you say you are?" he askâ€" od. And whon the reply came: "Do you mind repeating that?" He listened for a few moments, and then, drawing a pad towards him, scribbled a few pencilled notes, «*~, ISSUE No, Jâ€"‘3Z2 â€"~ "Excuse me," he said, with a belated attempt at courtesy, Before Bodkin could reply, the tele whone on his desk rang. "Because I gave you credit for a little intelligence," was the shattering reply ; "you‘ve known me now for over ten years, and yet you have the damrâ€" ed gall to think that I‘d come here on a cockâ€"andâ€"bull errand. Now then; are you going to see to this Mandling affair, or not?" typewritten matter. "Why didn‘t you show me this at the beginning?" he déemanded. "I amâ€"and I‘m not. 1 rang up the other night to know if this erook, Rirchall, had been traced to London. He was clever enough, let me remind you, to give you the slip at Southampâ€" ton. Watson said he would let me know." The speaker leaned forward. "You don‘t want me to tell Watson that you‘ve given me the merry ha‘! ha! do you? Becauso PW tell you this, Bodkin; in the hope of making me look a fool, you‘re running a pretty grave risk of neglecting your duty." "I am, am 1°" Whittle nodded. "You areâ€"and you can take that as the straight goods. Perhaps, before we go any further, you‘d like to look at this." He pulled out a potket-book‘ and from it took & paper. @moothing this out, he laid it before the Scotland Yard officia). Bodkin‘s manner underwent a change as he read the few lines of ‘"Well, Crane or Birchail, what‘s he yot to do with you? Aren‘t you over here on a hotiday?" "His real name is Birchall," sup plied the other. "You seem to be busy," he remarkâ€" ed; "weren‘t you ringing us up the other night about something? A fe‘â€" low called Crane*" Bodkin smiled in a manner that disâ€" figured his already unpleasant face. The eyes of the Detectiveâ€"Inspector opened wider. "What‘s he doing at Mand}ing?" "That‘s a long story. But he‘s in that house, kept there against his will. It‘s a clear case of abduction. He and I were :taying last night at Mandling at an Inn called ‘The Jolly Sailor.! About three o‘clock, the place was atâ€" tacked, and he was taken away. I came to London as soon as possible co get helpâ€"there is a strong guard, and 1 had little chance of doing much on my own." . briskly; "it‘s only a few miles from Hythe. Just outside this village there‘s ahrgish place named ‘The White ouse.‘ Two men are being kept prisâ€" ener there." "Go onâ€"this sourds Sunny." "Funny or not, it‘s the truth." *‘Who are the men?" "One of them is a friend of mine, a young acroplane designer, He works fo: his uncle, Sir Timothy Padden, in Cornwall." "I was speaking to a nun," mas the "Naughty man! 1 thoughs nuns liv "Well, what‘s it all about?" enguirâ€" ed Bokkin, the speer very palpabl» It was : ad luck having to interview this man, but, nevertheless, as a matâ€" ter of plair duty, he felt he had to state his case. was playing a lone band. Although his employers ir New York had intiâ€" mated that they would prefer for the police to be kept out of it, yet, on the «ther hand, they bhad given him fa) permission, if circumstances necessiâ€" tated him doing so, to go to Scotland Yardâ€"or, indeed, to the police chiefs of any other country into which his{ investigations led him. . 1OE C m EVOp PMCCT TT Join forces. Then Philip is abducted by two members of the gang. ll.r{cry fears for h.. father and Philip. When Philip regains consclousness he is confronted by his double, "Crane," who threatens him with torture. Whittle realizes the affair is too big '\n a.andle alone and goes to Scotland @r s ane s e e e mE RVCT to Mandling to reeannoitre. Meamwnile Chai les Whittle, Amm‘n detective, is trailing a band of forgers and follows the same trail as Philip. ‘They meet and When Philip Crane, a young moflhm @esigner, arrives in London on a ho day, through « â€"coincidence of like names, he is taken for the crook Crane, who is a tool of a band ruled by a mysterious "Empress."* He rescues Margery Ferguson and learn#« that her father is held captive by The Empress in Mandling, Kent. Placing )la.r\fc.rl‘x‘ulely in a convent, Philip goes #a L W B P e 11 1 "Thera‘s a village CHAPTER XVIâ€"(Cont‘d.) They had got hold of Crane, and he SYNOPSIS, ADMIT ONE in Kent called the American BY SIDNEY HORLER "It‘s all right, officer; don‘t you worry. This gentleman‘s a friend of mine. I was so excited at seeing him that I could not pull .p in time. But I‘m sure he‘s not badly hurt." The constable stared at the speaker. "It seems to me," he said severely, "that you were driving far too fast. You might have killed him." *No need to take him to a hospita‘!; I‘m a doctor," gaid another voice. A A crowd soon collected, and a policeâ€" man bent over the form of the unconâ€" scious man lying in the roadway. ! "All right." _ And so the two parted. _ _Four o‘clock. That meant the loss of some valuable hours, but Whittle did not see how this could be averted. In the meantime, he decided to pay a visit to a man who lived in the neighâ€" borhood of Baker Street, Abe Goldâ€" schmidt, that once famous criminal lawyer who, on his retirement, left New York to settle in London, might be able to tell him something furthesr about The Empress. Although he was out of business, Goldschraidt, through his former connections with the crin:â€" inal underworld, knew a great deal that was going on behind the seenes in London. And, in any event, he would be sure of a very entertaining converâ€" sation. Although official enemies in the past, through being arrayed on different sides of the law, Goldschmidt and he had privately always been very‘ good friends, And this friendship had increased since the lawyer had retiredl from his extensive practice amongst the crooks of New York. i He head a shrill cry of warning, caught sight out of the corner of h‘fs eye of a great green car bearing down upon him, and then, everything went black. This was a curious set of cireamâ€" stances in which Whiitle now found himself, and he was pondering over the different links in the chain when he stepped absentâ€"mindedly off the pavement. "I‘ll pass this on to Watson," he said; "he‘ll be returning to duty this afternoon. I‘m only deputising. You‘d better come along to the Yard at four o‘clock. T‘l! tell him you‘ll be there, eh?" "We shall make a search for her," was the guarded reply. "Will you let me have any news?" "Certainly, madam." Still frowning, for he felt that Fate had made a fool of him, the Inspector turned to the door. Outside the Convent, he turned to Whittle. "It‘s easy to see what‘s happened," said Whittle to Bodkin; "the girl got frightened. Her father is in the hands of this gang, and she thought, no doubt, that he would be arrested with the rest." Bodkin nodded. % "I feel so anxious about the poor child," went on the Mother Superior. "May I ask what you intend to do?" "We shall make a search for her" "No, I don‘t think so. She confided her trouble to one of our Sisters this morning, and the latter certainly did mention the police, but she gave no indication that a communication would be made to the authorities. When Sisâ€" ter Faith told me about it, I made the decision myself." ‘"May I inquire if she knew you inâ€" tended to telephone Scotland Yard?" he asked. At this point Whittle insinuat« himself into the conversation. ‘"Yes,â€"and in the most unaccountâ€" able manner. Although no one saw her leave, the inference is that she actâ€" ed on & sudden and ungovernable imâ€" pulse, and left the Convent." "I don‘t quite know what has hapâ€" pened," she tod the scowling Detectiveâ€" Inspector, "but Miss Ferguson, the girlâ€" I was speaking about on the teleâ€" phone, has disappeared." But disappointment met them at the Convent of the Sacred Heart, They found the Mother Superior in a state of great agitation. "I do like," replied Whittle. He knew the other did not want his comâ€" pany, but this fact merely increased his desire to see for himself the girl who was to supply another missing link in the mystery. "We get some funny people teleâ€" phoning us here; but the Mother Supâ€" erior of a Convent is quite new," He rose, and took from a hook behind the door a bowler hat that badly wanted brushing. "I‘m going along to this place now," he went on; "if you like you can come too." i Bodkin leaned back in his swivelâ€" chair. ""Which proves that what I‘ve just been telling you is something more than hot air," he said. The amusement left the American‘s face. Whittle was now keen and inâ€" any talk with anyoneâ€"let alone a coarseâ€"minded copper like you!" "Don‘t try to be funny; that mesâ€" sage was serious, I couldn‘t quite get the full hang of it, but it‘s something about a girl who‘s supposed to be threatened by a gang of crooks and whose father is in a house at Mandâ€" ling." within four walls, and never 99 | Bigotry | Jt is possible to be bigoted in our ‘very broadness, We fail to remember fthat what may be ridiculous to us may ‘be sacred to others.â€"Sidney Ransom. cylinders of her plane, Staying Power , It is possible to gain your end simpâ€" ly by tiring your opponent out, but this |is not a noble way of gaining one‘s lend; nor can it be commended save under pressure of peculiar circumâ€" |stances Still we may be usefully reâ€" minded how much depends in life upon "staying power." Two eagles will ocâ€" casionally pursue a hare, one flying low, coursing it along the ground, the ’other keeping perpendicularly above the terrified animal. When the lowest eagle tires, they change places, and :pursue the same system of tactics, un-; til the hare is completely wearied out. Many young people have failed to make anything high and noble of their lives; have failed to trlumph over anyâ€" | thing, or to gain anything, becausei they could not keep or; they got tired themselves, and so were beaten. They never succeeded in tiring anybody else out. The old motto says, "All things come round to him who can wait." But it is assumed that he is steadily workâ€" ing on, at the duty of the hour, while he waits. SERVICE Until we begin to learn that the only way to serve God in any real sense of the word is to serve our neighbor we may have knocked at the wicket gate, but I doubt it we have got our foot across the thresâ€" hold of the kingdom.â€"George Macâ€" Donald. * Ruth Nichols, famous filer, "hit the ceiling, recently, when she went up 21,000 feet, freezinz two Itimeters apd crippling two Yea, four on earth are beautiful and strong; These, and the last wise man who travels yet, Untouched by changing Time and Fate, along The ancient ways that foolish men forâ€" get. â€"G. H. Vallins, in John O‘London‘s Weekly. And the last desolate leaf that will not go Iis fleeting way from naked woodland thinned By autumn, when the ghosts of sumâ€" mer blow, A swirl of dying beauty, down the wind. The last of day beyond the western hill Lingering, whose dim tremulous shaft of light Touches the verge of sleeping earth, until Itsel?t is quenched by the slow dark of night; Three things on earth are strong and beantiful: White, gleaming snow that lies, the winter done, Scattered along the shady fields like wool, Aund braves beyond its hour the conâ€" quering sun; Within ten minutes the big car pullâ€" ed up at what looked like a mews. The driver got down from his seat, opened the door and winked at the doctor. "Easy enough wasi‘t it?" he reâ€" marked; "and row let‘s get the swine inside." briskmannered, middleâ€"aged man made a rapid examination. "Nothing serious, officer," he said, "he‘s just stunned, Be as right as rain in halfâ€"anâ€"hour." ‘ "I‘ll take him to my place in Monâ€" tagu Street," said the driver of the car. Can you spare the time, doctor?" THE PRIZE It what shone afar so grand Turns to nothing in the hand, On again, the virtue lies In the struggle, not the prize. Yea, Four . . . (To be continued.) As to danger of death, the open life wase so superior to sedentary work at home that it was on the whole safer to be at war. England lost, in 22 years of war with France, orily 100,000 solâ€" diersâ€"about 5,000 a year. About half of these died of fever in the West Inâ€" dies withowt any battles at all. Apart from fever the mortality at home was Danger in the old wars never came till you were ready for it, all keyed up ‘for it, wanting it. And it was over in no timeâ€"it was like a thunderstom, fearsome and full of light, and then gone! In any good old campaign the armies always laid off for winter, and always took time off for saints‘ days, holidays, and generals‘ birthdays on both sides. _ They stopped for wet weather, muddy weather, or when there was too much static in the air. A campaign lasted as a rule all sumâ€" mer with a battle once a month, lastâ€" ing anywhere from twenty minutes to all day. Waterloo began after early Junch, and all concerned were finished for late dinner. Wolfe‘s battle at Queâ€" bec lasted twenty minutes. (It had taken from the first week in January t!l the middle of September to get lt] ready. Thus sailed a United States naval expedition somewhere about a hunâ€" dred years ago for the island of Suâ€" matra. _ Why? To punish a native chief, Now if anybody can think of "better fun than what "punishing a naâ€" tive chief" used to be, I want to hear of it. Time of this expedition, four months out and four months back. Warfare involved â€" bombardment of Quettah Boola, or some such place, for half an hour, then a native banquet with hams, yams, clams and a native drink called "hooroo"! And at all these banquets, of course, there were girls, lots of them, yellow, tan, brown, anything. They alwoys collected them in any of the dear old expeditions, Afâ€" ter which they collected the ransom and sailed home. Thus used to sail the French and the English to the West Indies: cards and brandy and soda on deck all day; playâ€" ed under an awning for 10 rupecs a punto. That‘s the life! ’ Think of the wonderful attraction for a young officer setting off for war. He embarked op a troop shipâ€"a huge foating castle under sail: music, sunâ€" shine, tears, farewells, brandy and soda! Glorlons,. Any danger of a bomb from the air? Good heavens, no! never dreamed of. Any fear of being blown up at night by a submarâ€" ine? Good Lord, no! Any danger of anything? Not till we gét to the scene of war, When do we get there? Oh, in about six months. _ _Now I have acquired from much reading about wars in â€"past ages the notion that war is coming to an end. In fact it is almost there now. The reason is that war has lost what you might call its charm, the peculiar fasâ€" cination that it had up till about fifty years ago. In those good old days war was the greatest of openâ€"air sports. The life was free and open, the food good, and the darger practically nothâ€" ing, or nothing more than being at home. This is really an awful picture. But personally I take ho stock in it I think these war bhounds work off this stuff on us because they are scared themselves. For the first time the soldiers are afraid, so they try to pass it on. air: last year we were only up to four. And there‘s a new gas that you can‘t see as it approaches; it has no smell, so you can‘t smell it; it gives no feelâ€" ing, so you don‘t feel it. Without hayâ€" ing the least idea of it you are dead. These war hounds keep cheering up with bigger and brighter bombs, highâ€" er and higher explosives, yellow and yellower gas. They have an explosive now that will blow us 500 feet in the It seems, so they say, that the whole ’attentlon of the armies will be devoted to destroying civiliansâ€"women â€"and children especially, Bombs will be dropped from the air: we will be blown up on our own golf links: killed with gas while at the movies. Churches will be no place for people who fear death and sick people had better keep away from hospitals. the neck are not these war hounds themselves, but usâ€"you and Iâ€"the orâ€" dinary plain people who never saw a gun fired in anger outside of a barâ€" room. The war hounds, the real ones, the real hot dogs who talk of nothing else â€"assure us that the next great war is going to be something awful. And it appears that the people who get it in A different view, as seen by Stevhen Leacock, in the Rotarian (Jan., 1932). Will Warfare . Become Obsolete? : Quality has That, I hope, no, I am sureâ€"will be the tenor of international correspondâ€" ence in a few years,. And meantime war is drifting the way of all the good old glad things. . The cldfashioned Christmas, the oldâ€"fashioned dance, The Civil War wasâ€"in all reverence â€"the last of the heroic age of war. Then came the war of the Machine Age, the war of gases, bombs, depth discharges: where personal valor is of ro avail: where right does not conâ€" quer: where the weak go down: where | the Mass Production of Death drops its wholesale harvest. I regret to inform yo. that the preâ€" sent condition of your armament is decidedly below the standard required by this league for qualification. Your battle cruiser is in the opinion of all who have seen it quite ~beolete and apâ€" pears to have only thrse cylinders inâ€" stead of five, while the feed box is inâ€" adequate for the engine. We have alâ€" ready protested against the disgraceâ€" ful condition of your submarine and cannot accept your plea that it is not meant to go under water. Very soon, too, the nations will get slack about armament. It is hard for a busy nation to keep it up. I imagine that in about 20 yeâ€"~s the Geneva Pact will carry such letters as this: From the League of Nations. To the Business Manager of the United States: Dear Sir: No, it won‘t do. All people are sick | of it. War‘s finished. It‘s too danâ€"‘ gerous. The League of Nations c&nf try as they like to keep it alive, Their votes and debates and disputes in the old days would have started a war every six months. But not now. Any two nations who start fighting are now . looking over their shoulder for some one to intercede and stop them. | The American Civil War was, as we can see it now, the real turping point. The Americans, as usual, took hold ot' a good thing, improved it, and spoiled it. They got busy inventing ironâ€"clad warships, submarines, trench mortars, and heaven knows what. General Mcâ€" Clellan had the right idea; he proâ€" posed four years‘ drill before going to war. Grant butted in and spoiled it. ‘ Gradually the thing began to get spoiled. New weapons were invented which were really dangerous to handle. Napoleon‘s wars were fought with an old flintlock gun, which, if handled carefully, was not very dangerous. If fired too quick it might kick or burst and do damage. Cn we wonder that war flourished? For the officers it was, literally, a picâ€" ai~: as for the common people, they diin‘t matter in those days. But they p »bably liked it fairly wellâ€"better than at home anyway. 1 in every package you‘ll find proven directions for headaches, NC copdniem 5 be tm C n ies n of fatigue. When temples throb it‘s time to rest. If you can‘t stop work, you can stop the pain. Aspirin will do it, every time. Take two or three tablets, a swallow of water, and carryâ€"onâ€"in perfect comfort. Don‘t work with nerves on edge or try all day to forget some nagging pain that Aspirin will end in a jiffy! 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One way I save on clothes is by renewing the color of faded or outâ€"ofâ€"style dresses, coats, stockings, and unâ€" derwear. For dyeing, or tinting, I always use Diamond Dyes. They are the most economical ones by far because they never fail to proâ€" duce results that make you proud. Why, thinzs look better than new when redyed with Diamond Dyer. They never spot, streak, or run. They go on smoothly and evenly, when in the hands of even a tenâ€" yearâ€"old child. Another thing, Disâ€" mond Dyes never take the life out of eloth or lerve it !mp as some dyes do. They deserve to be called ‘the world‘s finest dyes‘t" 8.B.G.. Quebec. tae bright old de. . 0f the sleigh rides ard the log fAres are gone and with them, also, dear old war has got to go. Specialties Mailed Anywhere. Cut Prices. Write for Free Cataiogue. PROTECTIVE SPECIALTY COMPANY Dept. A, 137 Wellington St. W., Toronto Parkerâ€""I wuoder if DeRocks would endorse my note." 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Various theories have been offered to explain how these gases accumulate, One is that water, pepetrating to the hot interior of the earth, is boiled to steam, and that the pentâ€"up steam collects until the presâ€" sure becomes so great that the earth‘s surface cracks. The eruption was typical also in its unexpectedness, For years none of the three volcanoes had been active Then all three erupted at once. Volâ€" canologists have found that even lone inactivity does not necessarily mean a volcano is extinet. The recent triple volcanic eruption in Guatemala was in many ways typiâ€" cal. There were the usual warning #gignale: strong earth shocks, outpourâ€" ings of smoke and steam, and loud ¢xâ€" plosions audible for scores of miles around. Then followed the usual erup tions: volcanic ashes and dust, which fell in some places to a depth of one meter, ruining the crops, and a shower of small stones on nearâ€"by cities. As often happens, there was no flow of lava. , Prince William of Prussia, the eldest son of the German exâ€"Crown Prince, is ‘a lawyer. Among other German exâ€" !ronluu are now + bank clerk, farmâ€" "'eu. & shipping clerk, a motor sales ‘man, and an artist. A safe containing £909 worth of stamps, money orders and posial orâ€" ders was stolen from the subâ€"post ofâ€" fcoe in AigbUtth Rd.,. Grassendale, Liverpool. A whale which landed on the beach at Llandedrogg, Carnarvonshire, was 11 feet long and weighed 1,000 pounds Funds are being raised to restore one of Oxfordshire‘s most famous landâ€" marks the ancient windmill at Northâ€" leighr, near Witnoy. ma, which will holid 250 people, will give a continuous performance from 9 a.m. till midnight. Passengers who mies their trains at the St, Lazare Station, Paris, will shortly be able to enjoy a thirtyâ€"minâ€" ute flilim show while waiting. The cineâ€" . 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