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Zurich Herald, 1927-10-20, Page 2nva lity 1 That is why people insist on Sall a. • see \ quo 1-,iMEQ tu;7gA`TE 9 5 AIT @Y�Ft&1.0 i�' 4w j ® MLA SF D4. 1ML- !0111 inquired the voice of the man in the fitting room. u "Quite unwelcome," said Japis. I don't want him. I have more work than I know how to turn out. I wish he would go elsewhere. I wish—" He paused. He had seen the page boy. The latter, . having undone his parcel, was holding out a pair of ele- gant, fawn -colored shoes. "Great Moses!" breathed Jarvis, "+He's had the cheek to send them BEGIN HERE TODAY. Sir Charles Abingdon engages Paul Harley, criminal investigator, to final out why Sir Charles is kept under surveillance by peeroes unknown to him. Harley dines at the Abingdon home. Sir Charlo 4 falls from his chiar in a dying state. Abingdon's last words are "Nicol Brinn" and "Fire -Tongue." Dr. hicMurdoch pronounces death due to heart -failure. Harley claims Sir Charles was poisoned and calls on Nicol Brinn to ask him the meaning back again!" of "Fire -Tongue." Brinn admits that "His excellency—" began the page, he learned its meaning in India but refuses to .divulge the secret. Paul investigates the life of Ormuz Khan, very wealthy Oriental, with whom Phil Abingdon, daughter of Sir Cherie., is friendly. GO ON WI'IH THE STORY. "And outside mine, declared the inspector. "He hasn't the most dis- tant connection with anything crook- ed, It g^ ;-e i -.e a let of trouble to find out what little I have found out. Briefly, all I have to tell you is this: Ormuz Khan—who is apparently en- titled to be addressed as 'his excel- lency'—is a director of the Imperial Bank of Iran, and is associated, toe, with one of the Ottoman banks. I presume his nationality is Persian, but I can't be sure of it. He period- ically turns up in the various big capitals when international loans and that sort of thing are being nego- tiated. I understand that he has a fist somewhere in Paris, and the Ser - rice de Surete tells me that his name is good for several million francs over there. ' He appears to have a certain fondness for .London during the spring and early summer months, and I ant told he has a fine place in Serrry. He is at present livin. at Savoy Court." CHAPTER X. MS EXCELLENCY ORMUZ KHAN. The city clocks were chiming the hoar of ten on the following morning when a page from the Savoy ap- proached the shop of Mr. Jarvis, boot - maker, which is situated at no great distance from the hotel The impu- dent face of the small boy wore an expression of sorio-comic fright as he pushed open the door and entered the shop. Jarvis, the bootmaker, belonged to a rapidly disappearing class of Brit- ish tradesmen. He truckled to no one, but took an artistic pride in his own handiwork, criticism from a layman merely provoking a scornful anger which had lost Jarvis many good cus- tomers. "Yes, sir," Jarvis was saying to a patron, "it's a welcome sight to see the apartments of his excellency," e real Englislnnan walk into my shop followed by an unintelligible word nowadays. London isn't London, sir, which presumably represented "Ormuz mince the war, and the Strand will Khan." The visitor wore a well -brush- never be the Strand again." He ed but threadbare tweed suit, although turned to his assistant, who stood be- his soft collar was By no means clean - side him, bootjack in hand. "If he He had a short, reddish -brown beard, sends them back again," he directed, and very thick, curling hair of the "tell him to go to one of the French same hue protruded from beneath a firms in Regent Street who cater to bowler hat which had seen long ser - delete ladies." He positively snorted with indignation, while the page, lis- tening, whistled and looked down at the parcel which he carried. ".An unwelcome customer, Jarvis?" rested, "I wi-fir tell his e:imelleney `'n o that you are !lees." A. door was opened and closed aga,iii and Parker found hihhself alone. lie twirledills bowler bat, which he held in his hand` and stared' about the place vacantly. ()nee he when Jarvis snatched the shoes from his hand and hurled them to the other end of the shop. His white beard positively bristled. So positively ferocious was his aspect that the boy, with upraised arm, backed hastily out into the street. Safety won: "Blimey!" ex- claimed the youth. "He's the warm goods, he is!" f He paused for several moments, staring in a kind of stupefied admira- tion at the closed door of Mr. Jarvis' establishment. He whistled again, softly, and then began to run—for the formidable Mr. Jarvis suddenly open- ed the door. "Hi, boy!" he called to the page. The page hesitated, glanc- ing back doubtfully. "Tell his ex- cellency that I will send round in about half an hour to remeasure his foot." The boy departed, grinning, and a little more than half an hour later a respectable -looking man presented himself at Savoy Court, inquiring of the attendant near the elevator for A p excell began to whistle, but checked himself and coughed nervously, O'inally the IIindu gentleman reappeared, beckon- ing him to enter, , Parker stood up very quickly and advanced, hat in hand. Crossing the room, the Hindu rap.. ped upon an inner door, opened it, and standing aside, "Tho man from the bootmaker," he said in a low voice, Parker • advanced, peering about him as one unfamiliar 'with his sur- roundings. As he crossed the thresh- old the door was •closed behind ,kiln, and he found himself in a superheated atmosphere heavy with the perfume of hyacinths, Ile stood dumbly before a man who lolled back in a deep, cushioned chair and whose almond -shaped eyes, black as night, were set immovably upon him, his man was apparently young. He wore a rich, brocaded robe, trim- med with marten fur, and out of it his long ivory throat rose statuesque- ly. His complexion was likewise of this uniform ivory color, and from his lo wsmooth brow his hair was brushed back in a series of glossy black waves. One long, slender hand lay upon a cushion placed on the chair arm, '&sd a pretty girl was busily engaged in manicuring his\ excellency's nails. Although the day held every promise of being uncomfortably hot, already a huge fire was burning in the grate. As Parker stood before him, the languid, handsome Orientaldid not stir a muscle, merely keeping the gaze of his strange black eyes fixed upon the nervous cobbler. The manicurist, after one quick upward glance, con- tinued her work. But in this moment of distraction she had hurt the cuticle of one of those delicate, slender fin- gers. Ormuz Khan withdrew his hand sharply from the cushion, glanced aside at the girl, and then, extending has hand again, pushed her away from him. Because of her half -kneeling posture, she almost fell, but managed to recover herself by clutching at the edge of a little table upon which. the implements of her trade were spread. he table rocked and a bowl of water fell crashing on the carpet. His ex- cellency spoke. His voicewas very musical. "Clumsy fool," he said. "You have hurt me. Go." Parker fumblingly began to remove the lid of the cardboard box which he had brought with him. "I do not wish • you to alter the shoes you have made," said his excel- lency. "I' instructed you to re-measur my foot in order that you might make a pair to fit." "Yes, sir," said Parker. "Quite so, your excellency." And he dropped the box and the shoes upon the floor. "Just a moment, sir?" From an inner pocket he drew out a large sheet of white paper, a pencil, and a tape measure. "Will you place your foot upon this sheet of paper, sir?" Dropping upon one knee, Parker removed the furred slipper from a slender, arched foot, bare, of the deli- cate color of ivory, and as small as a woman's. "Now, sir." The ivory foot was placed upon the sheet of paper, and very clumsily Parker drew its outline. He then took certain measurements and make a number of notes with a stub of thick pencil Whenever his none too clean hands touched Ormuz Khan's delicate skin the Oriental perceptibly shuddered. Parker replaced paper, pencil, and measure, and, packing up the reject- ed shoes, made for the door. • "hO, bootmaker!" came the musical voice. Parker turned. "Yes, sir?" "They will be ready by Monday?" "If possible, your excellency." "Otherwise, I shall not accept them." retty girl was manicuring his ency's nails. Quik relief from pain. l'rovont shoo pressure.. ,Ac all ,'rug cnul shoe sores 'SS, 201 .tors(, ''ala is gone Psi Ona: a;t—sits Not dramatically nor Hysterically, but Just as two adult tumuli beings in the. full possession of their reasoning faculties We finally decided to treat each Aber as if .we were stranger— ' to extend the same courtesy we would show to an outsider. Oux system was to be given a fair trial for sire months no matter how odd or stilted our be- -_•.� -� hosier might seem. Funny? Of A(Z ,,"ls course, lies at 'list. 'Phe very humor of it Per8o i sel can't be very touchy when you laugh, ped. It made us laugh and you How Do You Treat Your "I,00king back it doesn't Seem so funny, One doesn't get much of a laugh' from I' amity? 1 the odd tool?, of the plank that saved Success Magazine for September I one from drowning in mid -ocean. Our bad .an anonymous article that hits a : scheme added zest to life; and -put each protruding faintly n, 11 right on the of us on our mottle. You have no. head. It is . well worth serious con- idea how rude you have been until you sideration especially in families ; try to be polite. At least I had none, I had given up seating my wife at meals; waiting for her to eat before beginning; arising when she entered a room; assisting her with' her coat and a hundred other things considered unnecessary in family life. But they are the most necessary things in the world. They turned aur lives from a most unhappy state into one of peace, contentment and affection. Concentrated effort en each other's welfare gave us what we call the "mutual outlook"—the essential view- point for family life. By seeking to find things mutually pleasant our .re- sultant compromises usually pleased i artificial us both. Far from becoming t ificia 1 and unnatural, our life together be- came natural and pleasant. It Is a myth that family life must be dissenti- ent. It ie go only because of a lack of ordinary courtesy among its mem- bers. People sometimes blame the age for disscourtesy. I have' used that alibi myself. It is pure, unadulterated buncombe. Politeness is a personal 'natter and has nothing to do with the time In which one lives. Courtesy is no more and no less than considera- tion for others; thoughtfulness. It does not mean what is vaguely refer- red to as polish or fine manners. These are often .nothing but a showing off. That was the sort of courtesy which I had had—a mere exterior furbishing, put on to impress others. I dropped it when I entered my home as there seemed no need to impress my wife. That was where I was wrong. It was far more necessary for me to make a good impression on my wife than to have casual acquaintances think of me as polite. The foundation of a happy family life is respect. But one cannot respect a person who is always selfish, ex- hibits no control, and shows plainly that his mind is centered wholly on himself. I have seen many marriages, among people of many kinds, and I have been married some years myself. I have yet to find a condtion ore vital- ly affecting the !relations of people liv- ing intimately tote'Fher'than courtesy. A few trees are riven by lightning bolts. Thousands are destroyed by tiny, slimy worms and slugs. A few marriages are smashed by some big thing. Thousands of marriages are wrecked, or seriously crippled, by the daily repetition of little thoughtless discourtesies. where there are moils than just hus- bend and wife. It runs as follows:— . r._- ir4WRI is is the ideal sweet for chis. dren and you, too. It aids appetiteand r digestion, and satisfies the craving for' w sweets. After Emery Maas Zama a NEW ails ;S$UL No. 42—'27 vice. Like Mr. Jarvis, he was bespec- tacled, and his teeth were much dis- colored{ -and apparently broken in front, as is usual with cobblers. His hands, too, were toil -stained and his nails very black. He carried a card- board box. He seemed to be extreme- ly nervous, and this nervousness pal- pably increased when the impudent page, who was standing in the lobby, giggled on hearing his inquiry. "Shut up, Chivers," snapped the hall porter. "Ring the bell." He glanced at the cobbler. "Second floor," he said, tersely, , and resumed his study of a newspaper which he had been reading. 'PThe representative of Jarvis was carried up to the second floor and the lift man, having indicated at which door he should knock, descend- ed again. There was a short interval, and then the door was opened by a man whoo looked like a Hindu He wore correct morning dress and through gold -rimmed pince-nez he stared,.in quiringly at the caller. "Is his excellency at home?" asked the latter. "Pin tram Mr. Jarvis, the bootmaker." "Oh," said the other, smiling slightly.. "Come in. What 1s your name?" "Parker,'sir. From Mr. Jarvis." As the door closed Parker found himself ir, tint small lobby. Beside an umbrella rack a high-backed chair was placed, "Sit down," he was di - It was somewhat of a shock to have my wife tell me one evening that I was the most discourteous Iran she had ever known. Among my friends and business associates I have a slight reputation for courtesy. I am con- sidered old fashioned in my ideas of courtesy to strangers. Her accusa- tion made me mad. The injustice of it rankled until my wife pointed out that I kept my politeness for outsiders and used none in my calms home. I don't like to think of it even now, but It was true: I was not giving my wife even the courtesy I gave my office assistants. In one of those sudden flashes that come to us, was revealed 'why our life, which had begun with such high hopes, and braved advessity after adversity, was being beaten to pieces on rocks, which seemed too trivial to notice. Few men and women have bed a more romantic courtship than my wife and I. Almost every obstacle existed for us: no money; family and friends in opposition to the match. These ad- versities but fanned our love to . a higher flame and, when we married, we were in such an ecstasy of bliss that lack of money, clothes, and every- thing usually deemed necessary did not in the least disturb us. We had. each other. It is a long descent from those heights to the place where almost every other word is in argument. The transition was not rapid. It was no sudden cleavage that killed our ro- mance. It was merely the endless repetition of daily discourtesies, the constant casual impoliteness which people living intimately together ex- tend to each other. Discourtesy is a very insidious thdng. It creeps upon one without warning and is hard to dislodge. In the beginning, one's lapses are so trivial as to seem negligible. Multiply 'dem by, say, seven a day and you have 2666 opportunities in one year for hurting or annoying another person! It required hard thinking for me to accept all this. Even now; knowing what I do, I have to ''glut continually against the old habit of carelessness and casualness. I am an inveterate reader. If any- one speaks to me while I am deep in a book I will reply at random, not really having heard, I can spend al- most all of my evenings reading and never find it monotonous. My wife one evening remonstrated with mo be cause I answered her remarks so un- satisfactorily. I suggested that it was very discourteous to interrupt me when I was -reading. I had quite fail- ed to see that it was impolite and thoughtless of me tc spend every evening so engrossed with a book that I did not wish to talk. Also, I had forgotten that, while my wife likes to read, she Is not averse to the theatre, playing cards, or calling on friends. Foolish, isn't it? a trifle' Easily ad- justed by any two people with com- mon sense. But. it wasn't adjusted, and equally little things aren't ad- justed in, families—wherein lies much of the tragedy of family life Another small discourtesy which became a source of serious dissension was that of interrupted remarks. Each came firmly to believe that neither was allowed to finish a remark. At first we bad prefaced our interrup- tions with an "I beg your pardon." Later we would take the Conversa- tional . bit between our teeth- 'without any apology. We would even speak in unison—causing our friends no end of amusement and us no end of -irrita- tion. Naturally the matter of inter- rupting is bound up with egoism. So. is all discourtesy. We .think so much of ourselves that we have no room in our minds for the thuoghts of others. This was brought home forcibly to me one night when, hearing a radio program which bored me, I turned on another station. "You night have at least inquired if 1 were enjoying the program before. turning it off," said my wife. As a Wetter of fact I had never thought of it. I wouldn't dream of switching off a stranger's radio set,' nor that of a friend, without some apology or re- quest for permission, . But I wouldn't grant my wife even the courtesy of a casual inquiry as to her enjoyment of the progrs'm. lit was not that I wished s to be rude, but simply because I didn't think. You cannot be polite without thinking; Often when I am writing my wife drives' me to distraction by making ex- traneous remarks --not to annoy, but because elle doesn't stop to th'ink.., Fortunately my wife and I awoke before it was too late, 1Vo were stum- bling along, groping through a morass Of dissension which heel so bogged our In the outer room the courteous secretary awaited Parker and there was apparently no one else in the place, for the Hindu conducted' hint to the lobby and opened the door. (To be continued.) Minard's. Liniment for Toothaches Dullness "Dull boys, whose dullness is not front all work and no play, are only wasting their time and the time of college professors,. to say nothing of money, when they insist on clogging up the campuses." But there js no child too dill—nor too bright—a receive benefit from kin- dergarten training. Don't allow the children of your community to be de- prived of this valuable experience. 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