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+@ #¢ H i ind ~§n he bm&â€"â€"b\lt 'Ot no further. \ * . san ie l M l is T t e P 6 & ith a hoarse cry the young man en To t e sâ€"sffffsfeepa dropped on to a chair, flung his arms > }.. / nsl . ns us To es m en ; out in front of him on the table, bowâ€" @.>~~) $1% ; é : > k Ing his head on them and muttering: Fr '~ Bo 2BE VWE O _ uen S odmpene Pn d ie Waue P ied ol ol OB & BsX "Oh! my God! It‘s come." an reage, Hollywood luminary, and Mrs, Borzage decided t p i k o part for six months each l:nda; }:::n«:auzohd exceedâ€" :;::lro-neo burning. When Mrs. Borzage returned from a stay in Honolulu Borug: ch:rte’r:lr .t:: ingly stol unintelligent. _ , p, Sew over the ship and dropped flowers to his wife. * A young man in evening dress was «anding in the middle of the room. He was goodâ€"looking, indeed handâ€" wme, if you tok no account of the ruther weak mouth and the irresolate mant of the eyes. He had a baggard, Engd look and an air of not having «l much sleep of late. He looked Imquiringly at his visitor. Then, feeling there was no more to be said on either side, he cut the inâ€" terview short. By the time he reâ€" terned to town it would be seven welockâ€"a likely time, he hoped, for Ending Mr. James Pearson at home. The same superior looking, middleâ€" aged woman took him to a room on the second floor. Mrs. Dering hastened to supply him with the addressâ€"the same as that which Mrs. Gardner had already ygiven him. "My movements? What a very queer way of putting it inspector. I played bridge most of the afternoon and a friend came in and spent the evening with me as my husband was out." tralia 1 believe, Mrs. Dering?" "Yes.‘ "You have his address?" "Oh, yes, I can find it for you if you wishâ€"rather a peculiar nameâ€"â€" I‘ve forgotten it for the minute. Someâ€" where in New South Wales." "And now, Mrs. Dering, your elder brother ?" "Jim?" "Yes. I shall want to get in touch with him." gether "A literary dinner explained Mrs. Dering with importance. "He lunched with an American publisher and had this dinner in the evening." That seemed qute far and above board. He went on: "Your younger brother is in Ausâ€" tralia 1 believe, Mrs. Dering?" "Just as a matter of form, Mrs. Dering, will you tell me what your movements . were yesterday â€" afterâ€" neon?" "Husband applied to him _ for a lban and got refused," was Inspector Narracott‘s private comment on the situation. "I have seen him only twice since my marriage. Of course, he was a regular philistine in every wayâ€"deâ€" voted to sport. No appreciation, as 1 said just now, of literature." "If there‘s anything 1 can do to help you in any way, of course, 1 shall be only too glad to do so, but one hardly ever saw Uncle Joseph. He wasn‘t a very nice manâ€"1 am sure he couldn‘t have been. Not the sort of person one could go to in trouble, always carping and criticizing. Not the sort of man who had any know‘â€" vdge of what literature meant. Sucâ€" cessâ€"true successâ€"is not always measured in terms of money, inspecâ€" bor." At last she paused. "I gather you‘ve not seen â€" your unele of late years." Sylvia Dering, the inspector knew from Mrs. Gardner, was only twentyâ€" hive, but she looked considerably over thirty. She was small and fair and anemic looking, with a worried and harassed expression. Her voice had a faintly complaining note. Still, not allowing the Inspector to speak, she went on: "I suppose you have come about poor Uncle Joseph," was her greeting. "It‘s shockingâ€"really shocking! 1 am so dreadfully nervous about burgâ€" lars myself. I had two extra bolts put on the back door last week, and new patent catches on the windows." Mrs. Dering came to him almost immediately. Mrs. Dering was at home. A rather pertâ€"looking maid dressed in lilac color showed him into a rather overâ€" crowded drawingâ€"room. He gave her his official card to take to her mistâ€" ress There were noâ€"signs of shabbiness about The Nook. "New and shoddy," was how Inspector Narracott describâ€" td it to himself. While Mrs. Willett, her daughter, Violet, Major Burnaby and three neighâ€" bors played at table tipping, a "spirit‘ message was received stating that Capâ€" tain Jm’h Trevelyan had been murâ€" dered. or two months the Willetts had been occupying Trevelyan‘s house. Me had takern a small house for himself at Exhampton, six miles distant. Burnâ€" aby found his friend dead, the base of his skull fractured. Under Trevelyan‘s will his estate, divided into four equal parts, went to his sister, Mary Yearson. A man named James Pearson had regisâ€" tered at an Exhampton hotel the afterâ€" noon of the murder, and taken the first train back to London the following morning. Later that day Major Burnaby received a cheque for 5,000 pounds for sending in the only correct solution in a competition. Police Inspector Narracott questioned Mrs. (Gardner, whhse husâ€" band was a shellâ€"shocked invalid. She gave him the London address of her nephew, James Pearson. CHAPTER NINE. The inspector decided not to go to the insurance office where Pearson was employed, but to visit Wimbleâ€" don instead and have an interview with Mrs. Martin Dering, formerly Miss Sylvia Parson. Out Away from home alto sYNOPSIS Narra "A quarter of an hour â€" twenty minutes. But look here, he was perâ€" fectly all right when I left him. Perâ€" fectly all right. 1 swear it." "And what time did you leave him?" The young man lowered his eyes. Again, the hesitation was palpable in his tone, "I don‘t know exactly." "I think you do, Mr. Pearson." The assured tone had its effect. The boy replied in a low tone. "I was a quarter past five." "You returned to the Three Crowns a quarter to six. At most it could only take you seven or eight minâ€" utes to walk over from your uncle‘s house." "I didn‘t go straight back. I walkâ€" ed about the town." "How long did you remain. with nim, Mr. Pearson?" "I rang the bell and he opened the door himself." "Wasn‘t he surprised to see you?" "Yesâ€"yesâ€"he was rather surâ€" prised." "Did 1%° Iâ€"I think she‘s wrong. It couldn‘t have been as late as that." "What happened next?" "I went to my uncle‘s house, had a talk with him and came back to the inn." "How did you get into your uncle‘s j There was a pauseâ€"a very long piuse. Indecision was written on every feature of the young man‘s face. Inspector Narracott felt a kind of pity as he watched him. Couldn‘t the boy see that his palpable indeciâ€" sion was as good as an admission of the fact? At last Jim Pearson drew a deep breath. "ILâ€"I suppose I had better make a clean breast of it. Yesâ€"I did see him." "This was at what time, sir?" "About one o‘clock, I think. I went to the innâ€"the Three Crownsâ€"bookâ€" ed a room and had some lunch there. Then afterwardsâ€"Iâ€"} went out to see my uncle." "Immediately afterwards?" "No, not immediately." "What time was it?" ‘‘Well I couldn‘t say for certain." "Half past three? _ Four o‘clock? Half past four?" "Iâ€"Iâ€"" he stammered worse than ever, "I don‘t think it could have been as late as that." "Mrs. Belling, the proprietress, said you went out at half past four." "Quite so, sir. And you did see him ?" "Iâ€"noâ€"he didn‘t. Itâ€"it was a sudden impulse." "No reason for it?" "â€"reason? Noâ€"no, why should there be? Iâ€"1I just wanted to see my uncle." "Did your uncle know you were coming?" ment?" "And will tell out then terday ?" "Why indeed?" said the inspector mildly. "Oh, 1 suppose there‘s no use denying it. 1 was thereâ€"why shouldâ€" n‘t I be?" "I went down there to see my uncle." "By appointment?" "What do you mean, by appointâ€" "You signed your name in the hotel register, Mr. Pearson." "I am investigating the death of your uncle, Captain Joseph Trevelâ€" yan. May 1 ask, sir, if you have anyâ€" thing to say?" The young man rose slowly to his feet and said in a low strained voice: "Are youâ€"arresting me? "No, sir, I am not. I am simply acking you to account for your moveâ€" ments yesterday afternoon. You may reply to my questions or not as you 99 if 1 don‘t reply to themâ€"it against me. You‘ve found that 1 was down there yesâ€" Proving That Absence Webber Jackson, a Ballarat crickâ€" eter, 4s not a quitter. _ He played a ‘"not out" innings which was due to be continued on the following Satâ€" urday. _ That was his wedding day. He got married, left his bride at the church door, and ran up a score of 99 before he was bowled. Young Cribbin â€" started ‘carrying papers on Oct. 1, 1932. Since that time he has delivered 44,415, has walked 1162 miles, and his average income a mile has been 10.2 centsi. He contends that every "business man" should take inventory of his activities as well as his earnings, Winstonâ€"Salem, N.C.â€"Here is one newsboy who «an tell you just how many miles he has traveled, deliverâ€" ing morning aod â€" afternoon newsâ€" papers in the city of Winstonâ€"Salem and what his work has netted him per mile. His name is Timmett Cribbin, son of the Rev. E. M. Cribâ€" bin, rector of Saint Paul‘s Protestant Episcopal Church, Newsboy Keeps Record Many eyes are being focused on the colony here and it is believed that similar farms will be establishâ€" ed elsewhere soon. Men on the farm are obliged to work four or five hours a day in the fields and the women to sew two hours a day. A playground has been constructed for the children, Tents are used as living quarters, and a community ball also has been erected. The colony, which includes more than 25 anemployed men and cheir families, was started several weeks ago and will be increased gradually until it numbers approximately one bundred families. Middle Island, LI,, N.Y.â€"Miles of carrots, peas, corn and turnips are growing in the fields of the colony for unemployed here, fostered by the Emergency Shelter of New _ York City, and Mr, Walter D. Britt, direcâ€" tor of the farm, is certain the proâ€" ject is headed for definite success. Jobless Build Colony on Long Island Tract At that moment the door opened and a young woman walked into the room. "Oh! my god," said Jim Pearson. "Can nubody help me?" "I think it possible, Mr. Pearson, that it may be necessary to detain you until after the inquest." "Yesâ€"yes of course." "Then, perhaps you‘ll have no obâ€" jection, sir, to coming round with me and having this statement taken down in writing, after which you will read it over to you, and you will sign it." "Isâ€"is that all?" I was a fool to do anything of the sort. But you know what it is when you are rattled. And anyone might have been rattled under these cireumâ€" stances." "And that‘s all you have to say, sir "I was scared," said the young man frankly. "I heard he had been murdered round about the time I left him. That‘s enough to scare anyâ€" one, isn‘t it? I left the place by the first available train. Oh, I dare say "He‘s a poor liar," thought Inâ€" spector Narracott. Aloud he said: "Very good, sir. Now, may I ask you, why, on hearing of your uncle‘s murder, you left Exhampton without disclosing your relationship to the murdered man?" "I see. And what was the nature of your conversation with your unâ€" cle?" "Oh! nothing in particular. Iâ€"I just wanted to talk to the old boy, look him up, that sort of thing, you snow !" "It wasn‘t actually snowing then. It came on to snow later." "In that icy weather â€" in the 999 of Miles and Earnings (To be continued.) ONTARIO Does Help TORONTO Mr. Walter Garratt, a Honley clockâ€" maker who looked after the parish church clock, prophesied that it would stop when he died,. It stopped on the day of his death. Bicycleâ€"users in Great Britain are estimated to number about 7,000,000, The census return showed that in 1931 there were 74,32 radios in use in Canada for every 1,000 of the populaâ€" tion. Among the rural population the proportion was 45.78 and in urban centres 98.87 per 1,000, The highest proportion reported in any locality was 192 per 1,000 for Swansea, a suburb of Toronto, _ In Toronto itâ€" self the proportion was 145 and in Montreal 86. In Winnipeg the proâ€" portion was $7 per 1,000 and in Vanâ€" couver 117. The largest sale of radio sets in any year in the history of the indusâ€" try in Canada was in 1931 when the total reached 286,122. In 1930 sales !were 223,228. Figures are not availâ€" able earlier but production in 1929 totalled 143,968 sets, in 1928 it was $1,032, and 47,500 in 1927. In 1927 the number of receiving sets licensâ€" ed was 215,650, while in 1928 it had risen to 268,420, in 1929 to 390,130, and in 1930 to 559,116. _ As already. stated, for the eleven months of the‘ current scale year the total number of licenses issued is 737,568. | Batteryless sets accounted for apâ€" proximately 90 per cent of the total sales in 1932, _ These sets, describâ€" ed as alternating current sets, numâ€" bered 120,317. In addition, there were sold 4,907 combined phonograph and radio sets, which were also batâ€" teryless. The number of batteryâ€" operated sets sold was 7,680, and miscellaneous sets for motor cars and motor boats numbered 550, The sellâ€" ing value of the ordinary alternating current sets was $5,921,712, of comâ€" bined phonograph and radio sets $415,513, and of battery.operated sets $391,362, in the final quarter production was 41,841 and sales 45,540, For the entire year production totalled 121, 468 machines worth $6,808,877 at factory prices, while the value of the sets sold during the year at facâ€" tory prices was $6,758,959. Ontario led in volume of sales during 1932, taking 39.3 per cent and British Colâ€" umbia and Manitoba tied for third place at 9.6 per cent each. Saskatâ€" chewan came n<xt in order and wul followed in turn by _ Nova Scotia,‘ New Brunswick and Prince Edward Island. | During 1932 the number of radio sets sold followed production very closely, In the first quarter prodâ€" uction amounted to 42,430 sets and sales to 42,404, in the second quarâ€" ter the output was 6.393 and sales 11,210, in the third quarter producâ€" tion was 30,804 and sales 34,300, and Leading Radio sets to the number of 133,â€" 454 were sold in Canada last year. This was not a big sale for the last few years of the industry, but the use of radio in the Dominion was largely extended during the twelve months. _ The number of radio reâ€" ceiving licenses issued during the calendar year 1931 was 598,911, while for the eleven months of the current fiscal year, which ended with Februâ€" ray, 1933, it reached 737,568. The census figure of the number of reâ€" ceiving sets in use in Canada on June 1, 1931, is 770,436. As this number is considerably in excess of the number of sets lcensed at the end of the previous December, it is probable that the number of setsi now in use also exceeds the numâ€" ber of licenses issued up to the end‘ of February. 598,911 Licenses For Radio Issued 133,454 Sales Recorded for Last Yearâ€"193)1 Still Selling Value Through the carelessaess of a few picnickers the lot of men taxed alâ€" most to the limit of endurance bas been bitterly aggravated. One of the finest old avenues of trees in Ontario has gone; just & seared track is left. The very . beauty which the town visitors had sought bas been ruined, It was under control by dark. But the men took turns watching it every pight until the rain came eleven days laterâ€"men who bad to work all through the day iu that blistering sun to make a living off the fine farms established through generaâ€" tions of careful agriculture. Just a small fire, ‘The public has not heard of it, for the loss in cash value was not big enough to make headlines. The fire, started by carefree picâ€" nickers, was rushing before the wind over the blistered, dry grass which fed it like kindling. _ Women as well as men carried water from the nearest swampâ€"a@ distance â€" about equal to three city b.3c‘is, One afternoon when the ground was like a furnace, one man looked up to see a flame rising high as the trees in the woods by the road. The alarm . spread, All rushed to the scene, _ No city fire departmentâ€"no.â€" thing with which to fight the threatâ€" ening flames but the tired energy of men and women who were already battleing for their next year‘s susâ€" tenance with all their strength. Early in June came & frost which nipped the _ gardens. Right after that the dry s#pell set in. _ The therâ€" mometer fluctuated around 112 to 116 degrees in the shade, What hbad not already been blighted by the unâ€" seasonable nip of frost began to turn yellow under the burning sun. Those who feared that their wells might run dry drew water from the swamps for their vegetable gardens so that the household food. at least, might be saved. Most of the farmers startâ€" ed their labors at dawi to avoid working their horses in the midday heat, They are that sort of kindâ€" ly, careful people. It is an old farming district on high, rolling land, They are not the sort of farmers who have ruthlessâ€" ly cleared the land. _ They hbave cherished the woods so that a future generation will benefit. They have left fine old avenues of trees alongâ€" side the roads. _ Town picnickers and motorists have been wont to seek out those side roads with their chanâ€" celâ€"like arches, + Frank obeyed. _ At last he left the steps. He stood Jlooking up and down the street, He didn‘t want to go home. That meant bed. He proâ€" ceded with his cruising, In "Wrong" Again A green car stood beside the curb. It looked like Uncle Mack‘s car, but he knew it wasn‘t However, he sat down on the running board and, picking up some little twigs, laid them bestde him. He made a square and big "A" and an "M". Story of a Country Fire Started by Campers A girl on & bicycle rode up to the steps â€" and _ dismounted. "Don‘t touch that rose," she said. sharply "Run along home. If I hadn‘t come you would have pulled it, wouldn‘t you." "I was just smelling it." "Well, go home, You mustn‘t sit around on other people‘s steps." Two rose bushes grew on either side of the top step. He crawled over to one and smelled the single big red rose that was out, He went along for a couple of houses and sat down on some steps. It was nearly bedtime and he was tired. Ordered Away Frank stopped like a startled deer, then padded back to the pavement as fast as he could go. His eyes were big. _ Nobody had ordered the dog away,. But then, he was a boy! The Millers were on the porch, "Hey there, boy, keep off the grass. What are you doing here?" boomed Mr. Miller‘« voice from bebind the vine, s He saw a big white dog cross the block of grass in front of a house and trot around to the back yard. Frank crossed the grass and followâ€" ed the dog. Frank, aged five, was playing an exploring gameâ€"his tour of exploraâ€" tion being limited to the block in which he lived instead of the country along the Lower St. Lawrence, _ Youngsters Naturally Become reat them as Human Beings, No To be the pudtye Strangers Distrust Children A copy of Plato‘s "Republic," borâ€" rowed 50 years ago from St. Andrew‘s University library by a student, has been returned with the apologetic exâ€" planation that though be has kept it so long, he has been too busy to finish reading it. Cannot something be done to make casual picnickers, motorists and smokers see that a trifliing carele m ness can break hearts! â€" Toronto Mail and Empire. Why do people so distrust strange children? "Thank you," called his mother, Then. â€" "You mustn‘t be so scary, dear. People aren‘t going to hurt you. They like little boys," "Like them!" She gave him a big bug and cuddled him on ber lap, "Like them. 1 should say so. That‘s what little boys are forâ€"to make people happy, There, dear,‘ she slid him down. _ "Get it." Mrs. Simson pext door was holding out a bouquet. Frank went over slowly, took the bouguet, and ran. "Goodness but 1 was worried!" she cried. â€" "I thought daddy was here while I washed the dishes, You mustn‘t wander away, dear. . Some one might want a nice little boy and take you away." _ "Do people like boys?" asked Frank. Frank yawrned, _ He wondered if mother knew anything about it,. At last he started home. He hadn‘t gone far when he heard his mother‘s anxious â€" voice calling "Frankie!" over and over, "Scram!" yelled a younf man slamming a screen door. "Beat it, kid, _ But clean off that mess first Of all the impudence!" Frank brushel off the twigs and !walked away backwards, his finger in bis mouth, big eyes #taring at this new Nemesis. Finally he turned and ran. Before he got home again, howâ€" ever, he had been told by a cross old man who had to step sideways to get out of his road to "watch where be was going," had been orâ€" dered away from a parked baby carâ€" riage into which he wus peeping, and had had a child‘s wagon jerked from urder him by an impltlent| mother who acoused hbim of being about to steal it. | bowels, weight. _ ® Latest findings on feeding. Write The Bordes Co, Limired, Yardley House, Toronio, ie Address ISSUE No. 30 â€"‘33 me Timid and "Scary" Not Unnecessary Objects Mother‘s Affection family washing She never feels tion. Once she d“t‘e., gave a qua home, oookéd m Giving her biood to gick people withâ€" out charge is Mrs, Fannie Barton‘s avocation and al! the recipients have been strangers save one. Within four years she bhas undergone 24 transfusions and only in two inâ€" stances did she receive remumeration. "I like to do things for people," she said." "It‘s enough to know that maybe I‘ve helped save someone‘s life." Doctors at the University Hospital, Augusta, Georgia, know she w‘ll come any hour of the day or night, Within & period of 14 days she gave blood four times. Woman Gives Blood to Sick Without Charge It was no doubt because 1 was o ignorant that I rushed in where Teuâ€" tonic angels fear to tread and made my teaâ€"roses face a northern winter; but they did face it under fir branches and not one has suffered, and they are looking toâ€"day as happy and as deterâ€" mined | to enjoy themselves as any roses, J am sure, in Europe.â€"â€"From "Elizabeth and Her German Garden." (New York: Macmilian), The hollyhocks and lilies (now flourâ€" ishing) are still under the south winâ€" dows in a narrow border on the top of a grass slope, at the foot of which I bhave sown two long borders of sweet peas facing the rose beds, so that my roses may have something almost as sweet as themselves to Jook at until the autumn, when everything is to make place for more tearoses The path leading away from this semicircle down the garden is bordered with China roses, white and pink, with here and there a Persian Yellow. 1 wish now 1 had put teaâ€"roses there, and I have misgivings as to the effect of the Persian Yellows among the Chinas, for the Chinas are such wee little baby as though they intended to be big things, and the Persian Yellows look bushes. How 1 long for the day when the teaâ€"roses open their buds! Never did I look forward so intensely to any» thing; and every day I go the rounds, admiring what the dear little things have achieved in the twentyfour hours in the way of new leaf or increase of lovely red shoot. At present we are only just beginâ€" ning to breathe after the bustle of getâ€" ting new beds and borders and paths made in time for this summer, The eleven beds round the sunâ€"dial are fi}lâ€" ed with roses, but I see already that 1 have made mistakes with some. As I bave not a living soul with whom to hold communion on this or indeed on any matter, my only way of learning is by making mistakes, All eleven were to have been carpeted with purple panâ€" sies, but finding that I had not cnough and that nobody bad any to sell me, only six have got their pansies, the others being sown with dwart mignonâ€" ette. Luckily I had sown two great patchâ€" es of sweetâ€"peas, which made me very happy all the summer, and then there were some sunflowers and a few holly. hocks under the south windows, with Madonna lilies in between. But the lilies, after being transplanted, disapâ€" peared, to my great dismay, for how was I to know it was the way 6f lilies? And the hollyhocks turned out to be rather ugly colours, so that my first summer was decorated and beautified solely by sweet peas. May 10thâ€"I knew nothing whatever last year about gardening and til% year know vyery little more, but 1 have dawnings of what may be done, and have at least made one great strideâ€" from ipomoea to teaâ€"roses. The garden was an absolute wilder ness. It is all around the bhouse, but the principal part is on the south eide and has evidently always been so. The south front is oneâ€"storied, a long series of rooms opening one into the other, and the wa‘lls are covered with virâ€" ginia creeper. There is a little veranâ€" dah in the middle, leading by a fight of rickety wooden steps down into what seems to have been the only spot in the whole place that was ever cared for. This is a semicircle cut into the lawn and edged with privet, and in this semiâ€"circle are eleven beds of different sizes bordered with box and arranged round a sunâ€"dial, anrd the sunâ€"dia} is very venerable and mosggrown, and !greauy beloved by me,. These beds were the only sign of any attempt at gardening to be seen except a solitary crocus that came up all by itself each spring in the grass, not because i wanted to, but because it could not help it), and these 1 have sown with ipomoea, the whole eleven, having found a German gardening book, a« tities was the one thing needful tc cording to which iponmoea in vast quanâ€" turn the most hideous desert into a paradise. Nothing else in that book was recommended with anything like the same warmth, and being entirely ignorant of the quantity of seed neces sary, 1 bought ten pounds of it and had it sown not only in the eleven heds but round nearly every tree, and then waited in great agitation for the pro mised paradise to appear, It did not, and I learned my first lesson. The possibilities of a motorâ€"car Lessons Learned in A German Gardern: ‘nce she dropped houschold gave a quart of blood, walked oooked supper for 10 people, two cows and fnished the ruction are twent? as thorg af a pedab any physigal reag y ‘&**That would be frightfu " szid the girl. "If yo are not too busyâ€"*" ; Charles Enderby disclain z Bittaford and 1 1 e dead man It did not escape Mi ptice that at lunch time 4 ar the door was occupi¢ active girl. She was a demure and provocati Md not appear to be a re| eased, and still less co as one of the idle cur ,\"I wonder how long she ght Mr. Enderby., J going up to Sittaford . sJust my luck." ‘ ut shortly after !un-'j y received an agrecal was standing on the ree Crowns when he w ite an extremely char ldressing him. "I beg your pardon 4n meâ€"if there is anyt Elhtmpbon‘.’" 3 arles Enderh_\' rose IJ promptly . "s. a castle, I . *"Not much to itâ€"4 would allow me to shi And un Ing the dllfil\'(' to fro the sguperior 3 to gigantic day, report hampton 2harlv.~ En ore to co number of peopl and Monday Ex into fame. The dead man‘s neph made the whole mere paragraph mornir sensati tain tha Js W got me. winking of my 1 faithful : tor and 1 1t m t P T n h ly NoOW Go ON wIT 1J att M Pn t af HAd SY NO