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daughter be missing. Matters is get-
ting serious."
"Oh, I say, like that, eh?" Mr. Pye-
croft raised his .eyebrows in question-
ing surprise. "But what about the
police, can't they do anything?"
Constable able Fordtook a long and
thoughtful
h
pull a his beer,then low-
ering his voice to a confidential whis-
per, he moved still nearer.
"As T was saying, sir, these have
been five counting in Miss Page, and
they have all gone from near enough
the same place, that's up in the valley
yonder, all within the last three
months. If they was all females 1
could understand it better but the sec-
ond one was a farmer's son by the
'Fresh froze the gardens' name. of Joe. Abbot. He was In here,
this very bar and sitting on this very.
bench the night he went.. Left hero
v . N; .. �• `ee 0 about nine to ride home but he never
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KEST
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gat thereonly his hors arrived. Young
Abbot himself ain't been seen since,
nor never will. Now that there hap
was as strong as a lion, a champion
Esee4. wrestler a -.d a general smart lad, not
likely any harm would come to ce by
V.na"Pal aerhapsh his chucked him off
E p and his body is Gut there in that ghast-
�f 4 ly waste of heather," suggested Pye=
A croft. "What 1 mean to say, you
By T. C. H. JACOBSa.
O° could search all eternity and not be
, sure you hadn't missed somewhere."
et ;� ,eee,� a �,• N`o Constable oFrcl shook his head and
took .up the ,second pot of beerwhish
svelOrsee. 'French stoutly, eager to praise her Mr. Pyecroft's hospitality had pro -
'No. sir," he said emphatically...
n t i +r 'Oh 11 then Ill make a day of
xc trel Rouse. pP 1 the babbling stream and munchy was reared in the saddle and the boss
navebeenalatmint; thOf MYS e loe1Eifllit3 athet'al.' %r hes. Good scheme , . , what2
was riding was an old un. If h
ort victim being Mona Page, daughter '•f
the 1 Sicvicar.
1. r y Pyecroft, a new boarder :.t Mrs.
Ti. ,h•s, decides to vo Tor a want.
CHAPTER IL—(Cont'd.)
kind Itis ward .Iurkl beloved moorland.
Jog an roll are staying. ata ar. n ui , , we en, "That is possible but it ain't probable,
Yarm. Holt has a curious habit of cliff-' . ain't.. Young
Abbot
Jog an old iriond; 1�Ioineau, livinfi at it, Fired some shady nook dvsa d not by miles it g
"How—how do you do. Um—pleas-
ed to meet you," stammered the
young man, extending his hand nerv-
ously. "Lovely weather, what?"
"Yes, isn't it glorious," replied 'Mur-
iel that she was disappoint-
hee
Muriel Maedroom g watched him filled orf and killed hisself, well then
;Nom her bedroom window as he 'tis true his. body might lie out there
crossed the farm -yard, moving with, t 11 he=- bn s was white anal nsbody
an easy grace, outwardly a splendid he any the wiser. but that ain't the
specimen of young manhood. Shee st ty he went, I'll he bound He's
wondered more than ever what was gone like .he'females, and we, nor
supposed to be wrong with him; any&- rn body ole'•human, won't never see
one less like an invalid would have, him again."
been difficult to imagine, Mr. Pyecroft screwed his monocle
rim-
s was c
daclt vn .,
churchand fio� e
huhis eye e cint
,iiiafi • it n
,inY
The gmore
y
ing the hour of seven when Pyecroft at the red-faced policeman.
What New York
Is 'Wearing
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BY ANNABELLE; WORTHINGTON
Lewes F''etr-
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r•essn
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Illustrated
^1 P atter'n
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rtiskecl With .c. ,/
ae ,conscious
ed. He was so different from what pushed open the door of the Blue Boar tq don't quite follow your meaning.,
she had expected—and he were a and dropped with a weary sigh upon j old fruit," he said.
monocle! But he certainly had not the wooden bench.Constable Ford had the greatest
the appearance of a
sick man, ver;' "A tankard, landlord, a large tank-- possible objection to being called old,
much the reverse. Still, as Mrs., =fled to the brim with foaming ale, l fruit but he was now into his cried
French had said, you neves could be he called. '"241y whole body shouts `or pint so he decided to overlook the
auto. sustenance." Then turning to the matter..
"What did you say the tittle lady Only other occupant of the bar he"No sir? Well, you wouldn't be
Was called?" asked Pyecroft, as the added, "Gad, it's been hot today." 1 expected to, I suppose," Then setting
t" aereed the man.
girl left the room. "It have
Hiss Mainwaring, she is stayia•g whose blue serge trousers and regtt-
here with her guardian Mr. Henry Iation boots proclaimed him b be a
IIoh: policeman in mafti, "Been far, air?"
"Ah, yes, of course, Suite, quite, "Miles and miles, all among bracken
Wretched memory. , . mine, Awfully and heather and Lord knows what.
inconvenient you know." Ah! the: is the stuff the doctors for -
1 Mre. French murmured sympathy got to order," he grinned as the land -
and turned to go: lord appeared.
"Is there anything I can do for yet. Peeee""
•
sir?" she asked, pausing at the door.
' "No, I think not, Mrs. French," re-
plied the visitor slowly, as though he
was considering a matter of great
importance. "I think I'll have Si
ld h yu eath what? '
•-vselk op . thorn it y o
3 meati, that's what the dear old medi-
eal blokes sent me h,n a for ... rest-
ing the nerves and all that sort of I
Rot. I suppose it does some peep*
geed," he added doubtfully.
"It won -
afiirmed :firs. French, somewhat
el arpIy.
Mr. Pyeeroft's dreamy eyes opened
a little wider, enhar,cing the rather
vacant expression which marred a
face which might otherwise have been
considered gotsd-looking. "You think'.
so, eh?" he aeked diffidently.
"I'm sure of it," replied Mee
cbodd env aood,"
n, sir':" ae ask -
..0 or ray of conversation.
"Yes, rather, up at Barrows Farm,
charming place, lovely chickens, .-,o
romantic, and talking of romance, I
hear that there's been a trifle of ex-
citement in this locality, mysterious
disappearances and all that ort of 1
jolly old cosh, Business getting brisk,
eh?"
The constable's heavy features as-
sumed an expression of disapproval
at this levity:
"It ain't no toeh,'sir. There's"our
ef 'err •:lean gone and now the vicar's
So=both Scottie and I .were sound
Asleep by our oaegpfire,-and after he
got those bears off his mind he ceased
waking me whenever the blaze event
dowry. Then I began to feel uncom-
fortably warm, Somehow I choked'
for -breath, and -knew I was not com-
fortable even svhile partially asleep.
Just what the trau.
ble was I could not
make out but I
knew that there
was something
Smart little girls wear woolen
frocks just like the elder mode.
This one is a beauty. It is rather
gay—a hunter's green ground plaided
in darker shade. The collar and cuffs
of course may be laundered. They are
white cotton pique. It is best to mahe
them detachable. The pert bow tie is
grosgrain ribbon. The belt is dark
green patent leather.
To make it! The two-piece circular
skirt is seamed and joined to the two-
piece bodice that ham been closed at
the sides and shoulders. The bodice
is cut from neckline at the centre -
his tankard very deliberately upon "Allowed or not, sir, the fact re-
tehe
"DDi tableby leanedd you ever er cand hearwhisper. tell of fhr-
mains that in: my humble opinion it
Dartmoor Hell Hound?" ain't so very far wrong. What's more
I've :tend it." •
CHAPTER II. Fee �` dramatically and stared
other with his large, bo -
"(4,,,, -1 * t
tt started so violently
rives in grave danger.
anxiously until the 'pot
losing on the table.
officer? You . you
-,-,,,1O-il "the the . , ."
_ hound is the "The Hell Horrid, yes, sir. I was
'or a wicked monk what haunts coining home across the moor about
the valley and whoever meets it, day- a month back, pretty near midnight
light or dark„ and don't at once make it was, when I heard it a howling in
the sign of the cross, is spirited away the valley an awful,,marrer-freezing.
bang on the spot." unnatural 'rumpus. Well there ain't
"Here, I say, bold hard, old top,"' much what frightens me, but I'ni pre -
protested Pyecroft. "That is a bit pared to admit open and fair that I
run hell for leather and I didn't stop
till I got hone neither." '
Mr. Pyecroft flopped back against
the wall and goggled at the stolid
face.
"Good gad!" he muttered, brushing
trembling fingers across his forehead,
"and they sent me here to rest my
nerves! What are you going to do
about it? I mean, dash it, something
nice heat and through tide we had
to go to reach the notch and possibly
a stream of wa.er•.
My shoes Were smoking, and my
feet frightfully bot as we plunged for•
Abruptly we were in the edge
of the woods and the ground was country hunted by the Pytchsey. Graf-
ton, Warwickshire, Bicester and other
famous hunts. Later, the palace and
stabioe at Weedon were converted in -
Where Horses En] + y
"Going to Schi o "'
In; the geographical centreoP
land King Iiing'George 111, built a palace;
w ich comprised also 'palatial .tables
The pal-
ace
tl horses
'ahun e
fo • over to
roes u
vil-
lage
ictu e
, Wan in the e p l
of Wooden, Northamptonshire,
some oigl•t milds tveet of Northamp-
ton and situated in the middle of the:
shires"—the finest hunting coentry
the world. Weedon is in of near the
steeper a ' more uneven. All about
us tie fire burned fiercely, threatening
to swoop down en ns with a sudden
backdraft. For you know, a forest fire
always brings a big wind with it. The to cavalry barracks, where ' one squad-
ron was stationed. But after the War
hot air goes up, while cold air 9s the Army Equitation School was.
wrong, Scot tie suclted along the ground, blowing the moved there, which necessitated build
then whined • and flames with R.' That's why
a fire in:I ing a considerable niunber `of new
pulled at my sleeve the woode travels so horribly fast: stables. There are now commodious
just as 1 choked Showers o. sparks made me dance1 loose boxes and stalls (7 It..wide)-for
and . coughed and around lively—pulling the collar of my nearly 250 horses, The cream of the
became fully awake. Ieoatoup tigbt about my neck. I plod- equine population 'of the British Army
For several minutes :.l could not ; ded on. Even small stones and roots is found at Woedoli: The object of the.
rnagine where I was. My eyes smarted l caused me • to stumble. and I fairly school fa to bale a number of cavalry
My throat was parched and even .the gasped fbreath. From time totime and a'rtilleryoflieere every year and to
nsideof my, nose was im
irritated. There Scottie would whimper• like a'fright•
train all remounts issued as officers'
was the sharp amell_of burning wood, I Merl chid, "Buck up, old chap," I'd chargs
and the valley itself was getting thick say to him "Just a bit longer, We've Ono eannot conceive a more modern
With smoke. The trees were burning.1 got to make it somehow." For a fact, I establishment for the veli-heing, care
When ;the gasoline tank of the old I think ne know He'd atop and push l and education of the horse their that.
plane had exploded burning parts had his head from under my coat and try at Weedon. Those of us who have
carried over into the woods and to lick my hand, You can't tell me a
smoldered until they had finally burst dog doesn't understand.Their all of a Horses of some of. the kluropean
small at -first, butgradually, grew and
into flame. The fire was no ' doubt armies luiow only too well that choir
y s u d d e n the;
smoke,•cleared methods are often fat from humane•
spread until early morning—and while mr. t out. of the 1 Whilst it es generally known that no
all that wase happening Scottie and IA European nation or other, for that.
snored were
seeful.y but noisily on. '' " woods. O n. e
could sea quite' mattsr,-possesscs.reai and natural love
We were now in a had fix: To the • .. „ for horses and liorso-sei,,s as does
•
south the valley narrowed down to a well foe a mina' 33riton, this does not give sound ree-
sort of notch between the mountains. uta. The hind
nged 'son for many of the methods used by
To the north it ended in a steep motto- n e d some of the Latin races—who are'
studied the methods and ridden the.
too thick, I mean, twentieth century
and all that sort of thing, it simply
isn't done. No, most decidedly it
would not be allowed. Have another
beer—you've shaken me."
This was one thing which Constable
Ford had never been known to refuse
ar.d he made no exception to the mule
now.
Here s another
attractive
Most women find it difficult to think up new
ideas for attractive menus ...This one suggested
by Miss Katherine M. Caldwell cookery autho-
rity of Canadian Home Journal, Toronto, is there-
fore sure to please.
LUNCHEON MENU
Cheese and Vegetable Souffle with Cream Sauce
Buttered Whole Wheat Toast
Sweet Pickies
1 -lot Raspberry Biscuits*
Chase & $enbbm's Tea
for afternoon tea, there is nothing nicer than
these same •Raspberry Biscuits, shaped daintily
with a tiny cutter—split, buttered and served
piping hot, with a cup of perfectteal
Mss Caldwell ecause itsauniform, nhigh quality
because my experience hasproven recommend
ttalways
gives consistently better baking results.:
5
Look For this mark on every
tin, it is a guarantee that
Magic does not contain alum
or any harmful ingredient.
Try Miss Caldwell's Recipe For
*RASPBERRY BISCUITS
2 cors flour4 tablespoons shortening
4 teaspoons Magic Id cup milk
8hkm9 Powder 'ren-eubss et sugar
ee teaspoon salt Raspberry Pico or syrup
2tablespoons sugar
Mix and sift the dry ingredients. Cut the hard, cold shortening
into them with a knife, using a quick, shortgythopping motion,
blender or a steel- particles
pronged fork. Whenthemixt with
resembles
a very coarse meal, add the liquid, mixing quickly and lightly.
Tum out the dough on a slightly floured board, pat it down
lightly or roll it to a thickness of about one inch. Shape with
a small cutter or cut in squares with a Floured knife.
Dip the small lumps of sugar into syrup from canned or fresh
raspberries it well
own nto the dough sointo each that it willtscuit nt run down the s des
when melted.,
Place the biscuits on a greased pan or bakingsheet
and bake in a very hot oven, 450° F., 12 to 15
is minutes.
guy Mode -in -Caned&
Goody
had erre
and f a n
fain slope. On either side were steep
mountain sides that were now lost in strongly i.. the other di tion ]'1 brutal with dumb animals generally,.
the heavy smoke. It 'became hotter
and hotter, and more and more chok-
ing and suffocating. "Scottie," says ],
°I'vo heard lot about dogs' luck;
and Pup you'd better get ready to
roc 1 gut at Weoclon the greatest crank
raced forward—every second eounte find no ca
d i could t. I
for complain.
—another m.iment and a seething wall 1 could conceive us a better pro that.
of Same might rush at express train the young horse must be taught whir
C
our ath•
i ss n k
speed acp absolute kindness and smooth e s
Then the ground sloped steeplyfor
use it because we'll both need plenty ward. I stubbed my too in a branch,
of hick before we get out of bore, lunged; caught at thin air—and in an
Come; let's go," instant we were sliding down a fierce.
Hot as it wa^, I pulled on my loath- ly' burning gulch.
er jdeket t., pr.teet my back, and my Down, down eve went. I grasped a
helmet and goggles to save my face ` tree root—it burned through and came
and eyes. I snatched up Scottie, and away in -my hand, Then we shot out
holding him under. my coat, started over a ledge'' into space. We were
toward the lower end' of the valley. I telling. What was that below?
The wind fanned the grass Bre to fur -1 (To be continued).
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Size 8 requires 2% . yards 35 -inch
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Bordeaux red spongy tweed is darl-
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They're pickin' up the pieces, with a
dustpan and a rake,
Because he used his horn when he
otighta used his brake.
"Sic," as used in inciting or urging
a dog to an attack, is a colloquial
form of "seelt," meaning to chase or
attack.
ought to be clone! What the devil do
we pay a perfectly wicked income tax
for? >'
Constable Frod lowered his voice
confidentially. ile might have been
betraying official secrets but that did
not at the moment occur to him and
in arty event this half-witted stranger
Would have forgotten it by the morn-
ing, so he told himself on thinking
matters over later that night.
"They're sending down a chap from
Scotland Yard, Feller by the- name
of Barnard," he confided. "Fat lot
of use he'll be. If we can't deal with
it nobody can" Then glancing at the
clock and realizing that he was al-
ready half an hour overdue on his
beat: "Well,, sir, I must be going."
The landlord was calling time when
Percival Pyecroft rose somewhat un-
steadily from the bench, blinked re-
gretfully into the empty tankard,
opened the door anti on the second
attempt and set out to climb the hill
to Barrows,
He found Mr. 'Henry Bolt and his
ward in the dining room engaged in
the delicate operation of setting out
some butterflies. '
"Oh, I shay, what pretty little
pets!" he exclaimed, half leaning
across the table and swaying alarm-
ingly as he gripped the edge.
Holt regarded, him with mild sur-
prise,
"Yes, they are rather nice," he
agreed. "I caught them in the valley
this morning."
"The Valley? Ab, yes, I know, lots
and lots of them there, cabbage whites
or .pinks orsomething, eh?"
"Not quite socommon," smiled
Holt, good naturedly. "You will no-
tice the abnormal marking of this fine
variety of .
"Do you mean all thoselittle spots,.
Professor?" •
The look of rurpriso deepened in
Holt's eyes, and he glanced is trifle
nervottasly at his ward hsore replying.
"There is rally me epee:, sir."
"Only one! Wer-, Pro. --Professor,
1 I can shoe A 2 '
(Ta,. ...--1--hl
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It offers delightfully rich smoothness . .
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Bast of all, it costs just one -heli the price
you're used to paying - - ,
A large, generous six 12 oz. jar costs only
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" i 0 Made in Canada
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than the system insisted on at Wee --
don. From the first the horse is made
to understand mamas his best friend
—absolutely kindness, gentleness,.
smoothness and quietness exists every-
where. The horse goes through a two-
year course and so gradually does Iris
edecation. progress that at the end of
his course he' can do almost anything
but talk. He can jump' over anything
at any pace and go through everything
asked of him so gently, willingly and,
smoothly. it is wonderful to ride any
of their horses, whether they be par-
tially trained or fairy trained.
Then again the care of the equine
pupil, Le, horsemastership, that proved
in the war to be such an important
economical study, receives the great-
est attention. The condition of the•
horses, their wonderfully developed,.
hard muscles and their beautiful coats
are ample proof of the attention paid
to stable management. "The proof of
the pudding is in the eating," and tire
recent successes of the army horses at.
the International Horse Show furnish-
es proof that the British system of
humane horse -training is vastly su-
perior to the old methods of "break-
leg,"
breaming," still too commonly used by other
nations and most of our own horse
dealers to -day,--"• imel Lite."
A Contrast
Crean Evening Times: Recently,.
two American gunmen, John (Two -
Gun Babe) O'Brien and Sydney
(Sunny) Lass, thought they would
go to Canada and see how business
was up there. They put ova: e,
"yob". Nobody was hurt, and the
loot was not considerable. Yet
Canada is Canada, and they go after
their men there. So the two .Amari.
can yeggs made a dash for .yew
York. They were arrested and sent
back to Toronto for trial. And this
is what Justice. Jeffrey said at the
hearing:- "1 intend to tenth these
American crooks who come over here
to ply their trade a lesson that eve:y-
one must respect the lase. you two
men both carried arms, and you will
not carry them for a long time now.
Yon did not carry guns for protec-
tion; You carried them for offense.
For a long time you will not leave
the opportunity of shooting, lobbing
and ]tilling. Twenty years ea h!"'
About the same time, a man describ-
ed
escrib-ed as America's arch gangster seas.
haled into court in Chicago oft a
charge of contempt. Streets in the
vicinity of the "Court House were
jammed with the curious. Camera:
men were there in swarms. The.
gangster was accompanied by a large
bodyguard—doubtless all with load-
ed guns in their pockets.: He was
convicted of contempt of court, and
was sentenced to the county jail for
six months; but was released' on.
bail, and his case will be appealed,.
Hadn't we better wake up? Hadn't
we better try the Canadian twenty-.
Ancient Studied Languages
It is a great error to think that
schools for foreign languages are a
modern innovation. In almost pre-
historic times, some 4000 years ago,
such a scbool existed on the sliores
of the eastern Med,tee'ranean, the
cross-roads between Asia, Europe
and Africa. As many as six Wig -
lieges considered modern by the stu-
dents of the fifteenth century P.C.
were taught in the university of a.
town called Zapuna, which wasun-
earthed this year by two French
archaeologists. Clay tablets, which
served as school books to the pllllo-
logists of ancient times, and one of
the world's first dictionaries, were
among the outstanding finds leaded
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