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Home My WebLink AboutZurich Herald, 1931-07-30, Page 2soup of ofSalada 4,-4reen tea invigorates and refreshes osAL GREEN Wrests Froin the gardens' .. : : 'k.:4\7;:$7,, \Y' ; v w `:%v,", w v:„0:0 itv KES —4 Ti1,EL 5T OUSE By T. C. FL �JyACOBS �� ".��.��.�C' \\Y�.e\\�:�\� SYNOPSIS'prove to be unworthy of your afYee- Henry Holt and his ward, Muriel l tion. I cannot tell you all the truth Mainwaring, are staying at a Dartmoor farm. Holt has a friend. Moineau, living at Kestrel House, and is desirous hat Muriel marry Moineau's nephew, Hayden Mercer, whom she dislikes. A series of mysterious disappearances has been alarming the neighborhood, Mona Page, the vicar's daughter, being- the eingthe latest victim, Another boarder at the farm, Percival Pyecroft, is murderously attacked wile walking ca the moor, He and his valet, Flack, discover a secret underground passage to Kestrel House and a locket b-1 nging t0 M4na Page, Pyecroft and ;Tack deliberately sandbag Holt .a.nd ex- tract xtract a parcel from his specimen case. Pyecroft afterwards finds the stolen par. cel bas disappeared. Barnard steals into Kestrel House alone and runs into a crook, Slim Samuels, who gives him in- teresting information. Ten hours later Samuels is found stabbed to death. CHAPTER XV. "By gad!" murmured Pyecroft, "marvellous!" Muriel Mainwaring came closer and aide by side they stood watching the sun sinking to rest far over the dis- tant hills, their eyes dazzled with the wondrous beauty of the flaming heavens. The daik, gaunt tors stood out sil- houetter against the gold, like the battlemented walls of some enchanted city of the clouds, great crimson banks of splendor, golden edged and deep purple lined, which floated above them. Over the rolling moor settled the profound hush which precedes the last few mineaes of -he sunset hour, as if ever living creature was silent in rev- erent 'homage to The Giver of Light' "Down at the hotel, sir. He's war and Life. Ing for you." Motionless they stood until the last "I expect he is," said Pyecroft, with gleaming edge flamed up ere it sank grim quietness. g , behind the tors. Immediately the mystic hush was broken, a light wind whistled among the loose stones of the torside and the murmur of the river came up distinct on the, evening air. Pecroft drew in his breath as he turned away: "Jolly fine, what?" "It's wonderful!" breathed his com- panion. Pyecroft paused and stood looking at her, his hands thrustintohis trou- ser pockets, his eyes wistfully tender. But a great hunger was in his heart and a flicker of pain crossed' his face. He yearned to take care of her, to him she was a rare flower in a bed of foul weeds, something sacred which he craved to protect. Impulsively he thrust out his hand and laid it upon her shoulder, drawing her closer to him and a sudden thrill of passionate excitement and exultation swept through him. She glanced up, then swiftly away, the color mounting to her cheesk, jut from that flush and those faltering eyes Pyecroft learned the truth; stu- pendous, almost unbelievable. The last barrier was down, gone all the grim resolution he had made, swept away in an irresistible flood. He stopped swiftly and caught her in his arms. The red lips pressed upon his own in complete surrender. No word was spoken as they turned slowly and commenced to walk along the homeward track. Pyecroft's mind was a riot of conflicting emotions. Now was the time to tell her the truth,. now while that first kiss still burned upon his lips. But the cold, relentless voice of common sense snarled in his ear, "Wait, wait, don't be a poor fool, - the time is not yet ripe." this fingers closed upon her arm with an almost savage force. "Will you believe in me—and wait for me—whatever happens?" he asked pleadingly. She met his gaze unfalteringiy, though she was conscious of a chill at her heart. "Whatever happens," she affirmed bravely. "My dear," said Pyecroft tenderly, "your faith is wonderful. Much may happen soon, events which will shock and disappoint horribly. Perhaps those whom you love and respect may now." "Do you mean Guardy?" she asked quickly. Pyecroft nodded thoughtfully.. "Yes," he replied. "There is some- thing which you ought to know, and I suspect that you are in ignorance of it. Let me just say this much, when your father died he left you a very considerable fortune" The girl stared up at him in sur- prise. "Do . . do you mean that I am wealthy?" Pyecroft nodded, and was about to explain more when a voice hailed him, the loud booming voice of Sergeant Trotter. "I've been looking for you every- where, sir," announced the policeman, as he came up. "Evening, miss." Pyecroft frowned. "Well, now you've found me, what do you want?" he demanded. Sergeant Trotter's big, muscular fingers gripped the brim of his bowler and settled it more firmly upon his head. "Fact is, sir, the chief would . ike to have a word with you, urgent," be replied. Pyecroft's eyes narrowed as he star- ed speculatively at the detective ser- geant. "Where is he?" he asked. Ile had determined; upon the arrest on evidence which had wined coli• elusive; now he began to doubt rye - croft's actions were not those of e guilty mala, miles:, he was a very* clever actor. The memory of the man- ner in which he haft been.deceivedon the morning when he had first met himcane to Barnard. Then he could have sworn that theman was a drink - sodden waster. Now he knew beater, "Anything you want to say?" he snapped. Pyecroft got up leisurely from the table and strolled over to the window, where he stood with his hands in his pockets, starilg out, Barnard wa'.ch- ed him, ready for swift action, hut he saw nothing suspicioas in any of Pye- croft's movements, Had he been standing by his side he might have felt less sure, especially if he had seen the furtive little figure of Flack in the yaid below. Pyecroft turned back and sat down, crossing his legs as he sprawled fel chair. Taking out his cigarette .a e, he carefully selected a cigarette ad lit it with exasperating slowness, "Well?" snarned Barnard, "lin waiting." 'What for?" asked Pyecroft bland y. "Don't you want to make a stn e•• ment?" s4 "Prove an alibi, d'mean?" . s "No," snarled Barnard, irritated al- most beyond endurance, but strain desperately to keep his temper, `ve had enough of your alibis." Pyecroft's eyes ipened wide astonishment. "Anything wrong with the one?" he asked. "There wasp, Pyecroft nodded his head slowly; "So .t was Slick Samuels, wast? Advance guard of the Bergen crol ," he mused. "Now I wonder where ; u met him, Barny? As a guess I'llaay it was when you broke into Kesel House last night, and then you leni- ed a bit, if Slick talked. By the ',?'iy, old fruit, you made it awfully maze- fortable for me. Cleared off and eft me to fend for my little self, witlea.11 that gang chasing around like aot of demented hcunds." "What were you doing there? mended Barnard. "Ah! ha! now what were you there?" grinned Pyecroft, wagging finger at the inspector. "Enteia g without a warrant, too! Naught', naughty!" e ss. "All eight, tell him I'll be down." Then, turning to the girl, "Come along, my dear, I must see you safely home first." Detective Sergeant Trotter trailed along in the rear, an expression of pity on his round face. "Blirney," he muttered. "That poor little kid don't know what's coming to that bloke, and she's absolutely crazy about him, too! There ain't an hon- est manamong the whole gang around her." But whatever the policeman thought he was human enough to keep out of the way when Pyecroft was saying "Good night" to her, though the opera- tion took some ten minutes to bring to a satisfactory conclusion. Chief Inspector Barnard looked up from the pad on which he had been writing -when Trotter ushered Pye- croft into the room. He nodded and ritoticeied him to a chair. The ser- geant leaned against the door and lit his pipe. There was a tension in the atmos- phere which Pyecroft did not miss. He glanced from the grim -faced inspector to his subordinate and grinned, a silly, vacant sort of leer: "Well, I must say you look a couple of happy lads," he remarked. "What's the matter, Farmyard, old fruit, backed a loser?" Barnard stared straight into Pye- croft's eyes, a steely, penetrating stare, as if he would read his inner- most thoughts. Pyecroft's gaze did not waver for one second as he stared back, only his mouth twitched as if the humor of some recollection had taken hold of him. "No," said Barnard, with slow de- liberation. "I have not backed a loser . ,.. this time." "No? Then, my dear old sleuth, get it off your little chest. It makes hie positively sad to see your sweet face twisting itself about like that." Barnard stood up and placed his hands upon the table, leaning towards Pyeeroft, who blinked at liirn owlishly: "I charge you with the wilful mur- der of Frederick Montague Samuels, and I have to warn you ... "No, no, don't say that!" broke in Pyecroft. "I mean, dash it all, Barmy, old boy, draw the line somewhere! You make me feel absolutely rotten saying things like that," he added peevishly. "Besides, Slick Samuels was quite an old pal of mine." "Ah, you admit that, do you?" Bar- nard's mouth was grim, as he sat down again and leaned back in his chair, regarding Pyecroft in much the samemanner as an enthusiastic na. turelist might have regarded soma strange specimen of the reptile fam- ily. The man's calcic annoyed him, his indifference was outrageous. Barna.d began to feel less sure of his ground, n it BYIs Wearing ADVE-NTURE-S - 104(0 mv tor . 1112 What New York ANNEBELLE WORTITINGTON (ilk -.40 zistrated Dress?nalehg Lesson Fur - What he'd Dog SCOTTIE- nished With Evory Pattern What came before; Captain Jimmy 1.argained with General Lu to fly him to Japan in exchange for help in fitting up Guy,lf from the bandits. Beonis about t.o start on his long trip across the Chi- nese Sea. General Lu sent for us in ]lasts.: He wanted to start at once. He had sold out his position as General for a huge sum of money, which had just arrived, and he was anxious to be off before any of his officers found out and•made him divide up his wealth. T h e fallowing night we bid Guy and Jed Stone, good-bye, and be- gan our trip under cover of darkness. Six hundred miles or more across the Chinese Sea was no joke. Many bad storms and typhoons sweep the waters, and heavy sea fogs make flying danger- ous. —Once —off—the—ground I could see we were in for it. The air was just full of bumps, and General Lu and his faithful servant grew nervous. We tried a thousand feet higher up, and it was even worse. The plane tossed like a boat riding on a rough sea. The sky gradually clouded up and the wind grew in volume. The dark- ness and fog seemed to crowd us down to the water. Long curling waves with sharp white crests made any chance of surviving impossible, e Nurses Wanted The Toronto IEfospital Vat lilcnrahltir, (To be continued.) Popular Fair Enlivens Streets of Munich Su The normally peaceful squat s, rounding the Mariahilf Chu>ih Munich, writes a correspond.i'• "The Christian Science Monieoi re-echoed with the chatter and fereofeaneeager; ' -einperedd, i and the persistentsallies` deo. cheap -jacks. The occasion pa was the "Auer-Dult," a popiii which derives its name froir�, an ancient suburb of Mme River Isar, The Auer Dult is one: of th oldest regular events. There ranges, photographic studio$ h- and -Judy shows, and maty other forms of popular entertainment at the fair, but the majority oftleose who, visit it go there not to be.treresed, but with the fixed intention of making a good bargain. It's most unique and slender too. The Princess bodice has a deep French V at front with rolled collar that tends so much to detract from breadth. The inset vestee has the be- coming Vionnet neckline. Grouped horizontal tucks give a fitted length- ened line at the front with a softened effect at either side. The attached skirt flares' youthfully at hem. Style No. 2628 is :•ilk crepe in ma- hogany brown with turquoise blue contrast. It niay be had in sizes 16, 18 years, 36, 38, 40, 42 and 44 inches bust. No. 2628, size 36, 31/4 yards 39 -inch material with 1 yard 39 -inch con - tasting and 2', yards binding. HOW,. T9 ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name and address plain - lea giving number and size of such Patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in d- a ai is. Ile stalrips or coin (coin preferred; wrap heit carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson Pattern 's Service, 73 West Adelaide SL, Toronto. The scores of gayly decked booths offer for sale every variety of article from apples to zine! Crockery, ',ousc- hold fittings, table linen, •vete and pans and secondhand furniture ere to be found in abundance, and every careful Munich housewife considers itt a duty to go to the Auer -Dalt in the hope of picking up some cheap ;000ject of ornament or utility for her'4h There is also another type e�r gain hunter to be observed at the T':•t: the eager collector or curio seer Amid counters stacked high with :in- gerbread and toys, old clothes,,, b is and window blinds, a keen a ticed eye may pick out some a valuable piece of old fur an ancient breastplate or svvo iso affiliation, with rordhant Hoellitall New Stork Cit. • offers a Three heard Gourde of 'raining to Toting `rtremen, having the required education, and e- sirons of becoming nurses, This Poslii- tel hes ailoptod the Dight -hour system, `he pupils receive uniforms of the School'. a monthly allowance and travel iin,� exp %fides to and tram Now 1rork. "or farther Yiarticulare write or eetaY *A the .euperihtendeut. Scotland's Population Falling i lasgow.—Scotlanu's population is falling. Census returns showed 4,- 842,564:inhabitants, against 4,882,497 of ten years ago, a decrease of 39,943 or 8 per cent. "M en are nothing ; principles "everything." "But wouldn't men be something they had more principle?" How Golfers Play in the Heat eie lliart oiicountered by 'golfers part eipating in ttnited Stales open golf championship at Inverness Country Club, required drastic meas- ures for immediate relief. here Is Billy Burke, Greeawicll, Conn., pro, being doused by Wiffey Cox of F ' streak. I strained my eyes to sus a large black object through the mist, Then a rocky headland emerged from the fog on our left. 1' Carefully I banked the plane 'and nosed her down as; close to the rocks as I dared. It was a sheer precipice. At its foot the angry waves dashed themselves into white fairy. Grad- ually the cliff descended within fifty feet of -the water. Surely there must be a sand beach somewhere. Imagine my despair when the cliff began to rise again and ended in a steep crag without a single inch of sandy beach. Soon we circled the island, and it was simply a tremen- dous volcanic rock with straight, high sides. Suddenly we noticed a line of white breakers n mile or two away. The water seemed 4hallow. As a last chance I followed it -two miles, four miles, . six—our gasoline was almost spent, when right below appeared the nicest sand beach you ever saw, slop- ing gradually up to a little island. Like a great many beaches. 'this one looked much harder and smooth- er than it really was. With the motor..; cut out we hilt, rolled a few feet in the soft sand, and then the plane went over on her nose. Dur- in ur- � i n g all this 7/ ,' time General Lu was splen- did. Never a complaint. Never an } should we be forced down. argument; he sat quietly and calm- Hour almHour after hour we flew along, ly, waiting for what might happen. Soon' we kindled a roaring fire from driftwood, and dried ourselves out. To our surprise, General Lu began peeling off one suit after an- other, until he had taken off about six. Then I remembered that some of the Chinese had a way of putting their snits on in layers. General Lu could afford plenty of suits, so why not have tliem? Meanwhile the question of food and water became I.ressing. We set out to search without delay. (To be continued) Note: Any of our young readers writing to "Captain Jimmy", 2010 Star Building, Toronto, will receive signed photo of Captain Jimmy, free. steering by the instruments. A cold wet drizzle blew right through our coats. I wrapped a blanket. around Scottie, but the poor little chap still shivered. The past few days had been strenuous, and we were about fagged out. Most like- ly I dozed, for the next thing I knew I was being vigorously shaken. Scot- tie was barking furiously. Right under our wheels the waves lapped aungrily. I nosed the plane up. The gasoline swished around in nearly empty tanks. Flying against the wind had exhausted our supply. We might have enough for another fifty miles. The dawn broke in a cold grey 07dela Chocolate Mated Milk The health -giving, delicious drink for children and grown- ups. - - Pound and Half Pound tins at your grocers. So They Say Italian Hens Grew Lazy "To weld the diverse peoples of the world into a single tribe is one of the most glorious ideals which has ever seized the imagination of man."—Sir Arthur Keith. "Birth and death—they are the es- sence of life, and it is there that wo- man is great."—Will Durant. "Money in itself means little, but money is the badge of accomplish- ment."—Charles M. Schwab. "England wears a moral Burberry against the rain of American ideas."— Andre Siegfried. "In comparison with the American, the European is inclined to pessi- mism."—Albert Einstein. I "It is evident to all informed people that no country in the existing state of the world can be self-contained."— W. W. Atterbury. "Biography has suffered from being like club sandwiches—toast on top and underneath, with irrelevant matter in between."—Philip Guedalla. "A machine age cannot be a stupid age. It has to be a highly intelligent one."—Thomas A. Edison. 884,435 lire for the first two months "He must be blind and deaf and of 1931. After War, Expert Finds Rome.—Italian hens are loafing on the job. Their lazy production of eggs, says an Italian economic expert, is a considerable factor in Italy's world trade deficit. Before the war Italy was a heavy exporter of poultry and eggs. Now she is a large importer. Her imports h..ve been growing larger every year with a consequent depressing effect upon Italy's trade balance. Before the war Italy exported eggs worth 48,313,395 lire, while those im- ported totaled only 4,065,930 lire. Her egg exports were more than ten times greater than her imports, while export of live and killed poultry was approxi- mately four times greater than im- ports. In the first two months of this year Italy paid 16,044,138 lire for for- eign eggs, compared to 12,067,150 lire for the corresponding period in 1980 and 8,082,184 lire in 1929. The same ratio of increase is re- marked for both live and dressed poul- try, purchases of live poultryincreas- ing from 2,022,000 lire in 1929 to 12, - dumb who cannot see and hear the signs of the times."—Nicholas Murray Butler. "Two-thirds of the professors in our colleges are simply cans full of undi- gested knowledge, mechanically ac- quired."—H. L. Mencken, "Every right is something which we have at other people's expense."—Al- dons Huxley. "I, being a modern creature, believe in government rather than in revolu tions or dictatorship."—Ramsay Mac- Donald. We must take human nature as it is, with all its absurdities, and try to divert them into harmless channels." —Dean Inge.. "My idea of Socialism Is to bring about a state of things in which every man in the country will be a possible husband for every woman:"—George Bernard Shaw. Fair Offer Tho youngster entered the music shop to.buy a mouth organ. To every one that was shown him he said: "Too small! Too small!" At last the shopkeeper last his patience. "Look here, my lad," he said, "try your mouth along this grand p15110, and if you don't swallow it you can have It for nothing!" • Faith There are two whys in which we May go through our years on the earth.. WO niay look upon life as one long struggle to satisfy human desires, or we may look upon our human incarnation as a special com- mission to accomplish some divine purpose, We may go through all the motion's of living, or we may walk by faith. Without faith life Is merely a series of disconnected acts. With faith life is like the close- woven threads of tapestry, revealing a beautiful design:, ---Bertha Conde. i. Summer COLDS Almost everybody knows how Aspirin tablets break up a cold— but why not prevent it ? Take a tablet or two when you first feel the cold corning on. Spare yourself the discomfort of a suinitier cold. Read the proven directions in every package for headaches, pain, etc. Made in Canada. ISSUE No. 30--231