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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1936-08-06, Page 311c1OtS The e .�}, s ,aii Nur;,. 4r By Adam Broome i "I know—1 know all that. But it doesn't, to me, seem to finish the • matter. It's quite clear -or pretty clear I should have thought—that Mollie wouldn't take that note for no reason at all. And you remember that bit of evidence about Mollie be- ing so fond of sweets—so fond that she had been in the habit of taking too many—of making herself ill with them—so that her parents had to forbid her' taking them from; any- one. The girl suddenly quite excited. She sat up, and her cheeks glowed, and her pretty eyes looked more ani- mated and sparkling than ever. "Why—what the dickens could I have said that's started you off after a hare?" . It was Stephen Garton's turn to be astonished. "Lettice continued. "What I sud- denly remembered just now, when Mollie was bringing in the tea was that Mollie was having music les- sons." She shot out the latter part of the remark as if she expected Ste- phen to start with surprise. He was certainly surprised—but he did eat start. "Music—music again? Nowadays we seen to be living in a regular atmosphere of music and murder. "It's got to do with this idea of music which seems to run through all these awful things,. There's Par- elli himself to start with. Then there is the Commissioner in Africa who used to play the cello. Then there was Paola. Bianchi, the opera singer, and I've suddenly put two and two together and remembered that some- how Mollie Crowther was mixed up with music too. "I can see," said the girl, "that you are going to say that yon don't see where Mollie Crowther fits in. ;•Well—I don't say I do myself— yet. But Mollie Crowther was a pu- pil of Harry Lawford's—and Mollie must, if that note on the sweet bag has anything to do with ,,,it, have known something about the myster- ious Doctor Hawkes. "And don't forget that Doctor Hawkes is definitely — and by the police themselves — connected with the Queen's Hall i:lurder." Stephen Garton was surprised at Lettice's fancies. He was just as much puzzled as anyone else by the series of crimes, if it was a series, which had occurred so recently and certainly that three of them—all, that was, except the most recent— that of the death of Paolo Bianchi— 'appeared to have some sort of con- nection with Brightmouth. But he was not quite so positive about the musical motive—or should it be mo- tif—in the cases. "Here we are," cried Lettice," "almost at Lawford's shop . . . I want some bicycle oil. He doesn't look any too busy this evening, and he's always ready to talk. He may be able to give us some informa- tion. And, anyway, the police never seem to have thought of questioning him," Mr. Lawford was lanky, bony, and angular. He wore large untidy, old- fashioned mutton - chop whiskers, flecked with grey, which sprouted from high, angular cheek -bones. Al- together a curious person, who night have done many queer things—not excepting a murder. "Good evening, Miss Manton- good evening," said Mr. Lawford, pumphandling the •girl's arm in a ludicrously -exaggerated. manner: "And, by the way, Mr. Lawford - 1 mustn't waste your time; 1 know how busy'you always are." Perry who spoke: his fatigue showed in his voice, Some constables were summoned and all the property cf the dead singer was carried carefully out, stacked in the 'motor vau, which was waiting at the stage door, and driven off to the police station. When .the last package had been taken from the roon'i Taunton asked if Signor Tomasino, Paola Bianchi'$ manager, could spare him a few minutes. He was still in the suit of evening. clothes which he liad worn when he had welcomed Cranworth. It was clear from his red -rimmed eyes, smeared face, crumpled collar and creased shirt front, that he had been weeping copiously after the manner of his race, and that he had riot had a wink of sleep. "Alas—she is dead—my mistress —the beautiful Bianchi -•the great- est of all the singers in the world!" It had taken the combined efforts of Taunton and Perry over what seemed to them, -in their tired state, an age, to get the little man to .sit down quietly and give intelligible an- swers to their questions. He had no idea who would want to do his mistress any harm. He kept in repeating this sentiment in a variety of , differ"ent ways before he could be got to go any further. As she looked round the untidy, ill -kept shop she felt that the last remark did not ring quite true. "We really came for a tin of bicycle lamp oil," the girl went on. Mr. Lawfolad•'s roar of a laugh shook the very ball bearings of the many dismantled hubs in their races. "Very good—ha ha!—very good indeed! If the police. would pay a little more ,attention to big things and a little less to the trivialities of life, the murderer of Signor Par- elli would have been caught before now, I'll wager. The • conversation continued. Pre- sently the narne of Mollie Crowther was mentioned. "Poor Mollie—ah—poor Mollie." ::I saw Mollie—about two o'clock in the afternoon it would be—that Saturday. She cam' to fix up about her lesson for the next week. Could not have it on the usual day or some- thing like that. She had a bag of sweets in her hand. Asked me not to tell her mother. Said her mother didn't like her having sweets—any- way not from strangers. I asked her who gave her the sweets. But she wouldn't tell me—not at first. I said she could have her lesson that very afternoon .and get it over. But she said she couldn't—she was going to Brightmouth to do something for somebody. - "She asked me if I knew any of the doctors—all the doctors round here. I asked her why she wanted to know, but she wouldn't ,tell me. I ran through the names of all the doctors within miles. . I've lived. here —man and boy—these past 50 years. I left out Dr. Littlewood of Shallow —she'd know him of course, But at each of the other names I gave—and I must have rattled off a score or more—she only shook her head." Mr. Lawford lowered his voice and became mysterious. "Of 'course—of course—I see it all now. She was collecting Dr. Hawkes' letters. The pencil scrawl on the paper! And though the police and the post office people like all government people paid to do the public's jobs—have never noticed it —not till now— must have over- looked it. Those two letters—if they ever came—must be still there. We know Mollie didn't go to Bright - mouth that day. She died first." He paused to let the effect of his ensuing words sink in and take their full effect. "Didn't you see—Miss Manton— Mollie Crawford didn't know Dr. Hawkes ---and yet," a rather de- moniacal light seemed to. sparkle in his queer eyes now, "he must live here !" CHAPTER 11. Movie Actress Is • Ilappily lVlarried Helen Vinson Perry Is Even Learning How to Cook NEW YORK—Helen Vnison, gold en-haried motion picture actress, the wife of tennis star Fred Perry, likes married life so much that she has added "Perry" to the name of hex dog, The dog, a shaggy Scotch .terrier, is now "Jack Mag Vinson Perry," she said recently. To the mind of Miss Vinson, mar- ried ten months, this is proof that "I've settled down" as much es an actress often on the wing ever could with a gadabout tennis champion. further proof is the fact' that brown -eyed Helen is pondering how to cook meat and potatoes for her husband, Wimbledon tennis cham- pion. "You got my telegram?" It was two days after the death of the singer in, Parelli's opera. Taun- ton had had a busy horning. The coroner's inquest had been opened and adjourned in the • usual antici- pation that criminal prceedings, fol- lowing an arrest, might before long take place in the police court. Of this result neither Taunton nor any of the officers engaged -on the case were any too sanguine. They . did not seem to be able to get any sort of a grip on these damned cur- are cases. They must surely be all linked up together: the solution to one of them, some day, would cleat up the mystery attaching to the lot. Some day? Yes: but when was that some day coming, It was long over- due and it looked as if they'd got to wait a long time before the coroner had made it quite plain that the death of Paola Bianchi had been d„ue to the injection into the system of the drug with which the police and public were becoming so un- pleasantly familiar. And then had come this wire from Nottingham. "I did, sir. Take a seat. I presume you are NIr. Baldwin Crewe,' of Messrs. Crewe Brothers, of Notting- ham?" The visitor nodded. He was a short, stoutish, dapper little man of about 65, dressed in- neat sponge- bag trousers, black morning coat and waistcoat, black boots, fawn spats, stiff single white collar, and silver- grey tie. "You see — lots of people with money go to Brightmouth for -their,. holidays from the North aswelVat from London. • And we have found' it worth while to advertise there. Apart from keeping our..name before customers who are holiday -making, we sometimes get business from people who find it more convenient —more discreet—to purchase at. a distance." "I dare say you're right. I've not had much experience that way' my- self!" yself!" "I wasn't for a moment , suggest- ing you had," wentiyon Mr. Crewe in the suavest of tones) "only I, thought I bad better make lily position quite clear." • He opened the envelope and took out a letter which appeared to Taun- ton to be written on a sheet of blue- lined foolscap. "One day last week we ''received a small unregistered parcel. When we opened it we,,found that it con- tained a very old 'and shabby black leather case. There was an envelope containing three one -pound treasury notes—and this letter. Inside the case was a valuable pearl necklet, but not of a modern pattern." (To Be Continued) i'We11, Perry—what do you think about it? Make anything of it?" Detective Inspector Perry .sighed. Paola's dressing - room looked very different in the daytime from what it had the night before. It looked cheerless, even sordid, in the day- which filtered reluctantly in at the window which gave on a little vault -like courtyard at the back of the theatre. "Blessed if I can make anything of it at all." The guess which had come into the minds of them all had been prov- ed correct when the report of the analyst, to whole the necklet had immediately been sent, lead reported over the telephone, for the informa- tion of the police, that he had found traces of the drug curare on a sharp point hidden amongst the jewels of the ornament, a point which would not have been apparent to anyone who just opened the case and looked at the jewels as they lay in it; but which would easily be driven, with fatal results, into the breast of a wearer who placed her hands in such a way as to exert any pressure upon it. "I've been through every letter in this lot; I've examined every envel- ope and the postmarks on them. "I've done the same with the wrappings and boxes of all these parcels. But I can't say I've got hold of anything , that's likely to help us. It was 9 h, Canada Sons of sires who fought for glory 'Meath the Fleur do Lis of France; Sires to whom the God of Battles Gave at last the lesser chance. Sons of sires who fought for freedom And for conquest, too, at times, 'Heath the flag that's ever flying On the breeze, in many climes. Sons of sires whom revolution Vainly tempted, sorely tried; Choosing bravely life in exile, British born, they British died: Sons of sires who fought at Queen- ston Fought and •won that bloody fray; Hear re-echo through the forest Bugle blasts of Chateauguay. Sous of sires who felled the forests, Felled the forest, tilled the field; Sires who wrought, and wrought un- ceasing, That their soil .should harvest yield. Sons of sires who garnered harvests From deep depths, beneathrwild waves Sires who seldom garnered harvests With the aid of human slaves. ,. Sons of sires whose ships, seaworthy, Flung their bunting to the breeze, Wooden ships that carried cargoes 'o the shores of seven seas. Sons of sires who laid foundations Of a mighty nation, we; L1der, Younger, New, Canadians, Worthy of our sires must; be 1Witten is our name 'Canadian,' Written red on fields of fame; Ours the pride that those who wrote • Wrote it red in freedom's name, But remembering those who wrote it Fraught with sadness is our pride; War,'forsooth is man's worst madness Man, for whom a Saviour died. Ours ,to make our name 'Canadian' Spell 'Content' from sea to sea; Ours: to make our name 'Canadian' .Synonym for Liberty. Time 'and space are much contracted Facts to which we can't be blind; Ours:: to make Canadian vision X11 -inclusive. of mankind. Ours to build on broad foundations, In, the spirit of our sires; Build and build on firm foundations Until Time itself expires. "0 Canada! mom pays; mes amours" T. A. Patrick, Yorkton, Sask. Day of Fans Is Passing Notes the Brockville Recorder and How to Open a Book Times: Laid away sacredly in that trunk in the garret which contains the treasures of cider clays there is Held the book with its back on a surely a lady's fan. It was a beauti- fulsmooth or covered table; let the thing, usually the gift of a de- voted admirer. It might be a crea- tion of beautifully fretted ivory slats carved out of the tusks of a great African elephant, or just a simple little thing of painted silk, but sometimes it: was a gorgeous affair made of lovely ostrich feath- ers, with precious stones inserted cunningly. Perhaps no lady's equip- ment of a generation ago is more symbolic of romance, and the temp- tation to dwell upon it is irrestible to the good novelist. Fans have always had a place in ceremonials and are used even now in the East. The,/ are carried on state occasions in papal processions in Ronne. In Canada they may still be found in country churches, manu- factured of straw for utility pur- poses on a hot summer day. But the fan as an accoutrement for the lady is wall nigh gone, Our imports last year amounted to only 2,500. 1 They Dame plainly from Japan, Italy, China, :.ustria and Hong Konen and r any also from the United States This inform ti:,n copses .froln tl,e. External Trade Bran,:h of elle Do- minion Bureau of Statistics, Dept. of Trade and Commerce. front board down, then the other, holding the •leaves in one hand while you open a few leaves at the back, then a few at the front, and so on, alternately opening back and 'front, gently pressing open the sections till you reach the centre of the volume. Do this two or three times and 'you will obtain the best results. Open the volume violently or carelessly in any one place and you will likely break the back and cause a start in the leaves. Never force the back of the book,—Prom "Modern •Book- binding." Some Record ! Four women of Berwick, N.S., have quite an imposing record -- an aggregate age of 385 years. Headed by Mrs. Collins Dodge, who has seen 101 winters roll by. the quartette also includes Mrs. Clara MacMillan and Mrs: Lavinia Gould, both 95; and Mrs, John Somerville, 94. Issue No. 31— '36 Laura Wheeler Jiffy -Knit; Once Begun Presto, :Donel JIFFY KNIT BLOUSE PATTERN 957 ..r thisbit of forsummer? Then try sum e "extra"blouse Like an quick - to -knit chic, its open-air bodice of simple mesh, its sleeves and waist yoke of lacy ribbing. But four balls of Shetland floss are required. There's a plain knitted skirt, too. Pattern 957 contains detailed dir- ections for making the blouse shown; illustrations of it and of all stitches used; directions. for a skirt; material requirements, and color suggestions. Send 20 cents in stamps or coin (coin preferred) for this pat- tern to Needlecraft Dept., Wilson Publishing, 73 West Adelaide, Toronto. Write plainly PATTERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. Dxology! Physiologists declare that it is im possible for a human being to live without breathing, but as the heat wane receded we could have positively declared that we breathed for the first time in several days, comments The Stratford Beacon Herald. Dur- ing that tropical spell we must have extracted a certain amount of oxygen from the torrid atmosphere, or we would not now be alive, but we did not breathe—we gasped. What a refreshing sensation that was to drink in deep draughts of cool air! With what heavenly relaxation we lay down to sleep after nights of restless tossing on the billows of heat with our bodies drenched in per- spiration! The sensation of relief was similar to that which came to the "Ancient Mariner" when he ex- claimed: 0 sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole! To Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, That slid into my soul. My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still niy body drank. Canada is a land of climatic ex- tremes. x tremes. In the course of the year the temperature swings from tropical heat to semi-artic cold, and in the process of enduring these extremes Canadians have been rendered hardy and resourceful. We may complain about the zero blasts, but we fight back at them and are unconquered by the elements. We may not endure the scorching heat of July as well, but we laugh and poke fun at it until it retires in disgust. For the rest of the year we rejoic: in a climate that is salubrious and invigorating. We enjoy our summers and our falls all the more because of the severity of our winters, and we receive the sweet, cool air and the rains with greater relish, and gratitude because we know a little of the oppression of heat and drought. Canada's is the epitome of all cli- mates, and Canadans live life to the fill. It is a great privilege to have been born in Canada, and the next ie this country. • Sheep Counting Decried Observes the Quebec Chronicle- Telegraph—Counting sheep to in- duce sleep is a waste of time. So is stuffing the ears with cotton, Insom nia may be cured without drugs. All that is necessary to insure restful sleep is for the sufferer to mina the nerves and muscles of the stomach pith a tablespoonful of olive oil be- fore bedtime. Patients who have a distaste for olive oil should sniff men- thol to clear the lungs and reduce the effort of breathing to a mini- mum. These simple rules are laid out by a French scientist, M. Maurice Boigey, in a book just published in Paris, entitled "The Science of Rest." Write Today Free Chesterfield Catalogue tic a day pars for one. Lowest factory prices. :Free delivery. Latest designs. Big savings. Buy direct front the makers. ROYAL CHESTERFIELD MANUFACTURERS 66 Richmond St. East Toronto Dept. L Music Students Get Scholarships TORONTO — Ten music students in Ontario, outside Toronto have been. awarded special .Jubilee Scholarships by the Toronto Conservatory of Mus- ic in honor of the Conservatory's 50th Anniversary this year. The scholarships -were offered to piano pupils only, for continuance of their studies at the conservatory.. The awards will be applied to the winners' tuition fees for the ensuing term. Winners in Western Ontario were Mary Heard, 519 Hamilton Road,.Lon don; Virginia Mathoney, l3rsuline School of Music, Windsor; Madeline Howse, 59 Curtis St., St. Thomas;. Dorothy E. McCormick, R.R. No. 1, Paris; and Ruth Parkinson, Thorn- bury Winners in Eastern Ontario were Nancy Wyatt, 190 Dufferin Road, Ot- tawa; t tawa; Marion Walker, 261. William St. Belleville; Norah D. Osborn, 81 Loui- sa St., Ottawa; Aileen Forrestal, St. Joseph's Academy, .Lindsay; end Helen Epworth, Box 91, Newmarket. An Embarrassing Moment Comments the Wall Street Jour- nal—Mayor Laguardia recently ad- dressed ddressed cadets of the Salvation Army before a large audience. Shortly af- ter he sat down plates were passed for cash collections and pledges. When the plate • was passed to the mayor, he fumbled in his pockets and embarrassedly whispered to the commissioner of the Army. After the collection was completed the commissioner, with a broad smile turned to the mayor and declared that "the Salvation Army is the right place to come when a man hasn't a nickel !" The mayor had hurriedly changed his clothes before going to the meet- ing, and left all his money in the other suit. 'Leman at Plate �ta`!cs with Air ! Handiest cook - Ina unit for kitchen,sum• mor cottage, camp, ..'rho stove of a thousand uses. PRICED AS LOW AS $7.005 Oneburnerand two burner models available. Ask your dealer or write for FREE FOLDER! THE COLEMAN LAMP AND STOVE CO. Cest. 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The Institute of Practical and Applied Psychology 910 CONFEDERATION BUILDING, Montreal -- Quebec Movie Actress Is • Ilappily lVlarried Helen Vinson Perry Is Even Learning How to Cook NEW YORK—Helen Vnison, gold en-haried motion picture actress, the wife of tennis star Fred Perry, likes married life so much that she has added "Perry" to the name of hex dog, The dog, a shaggy Scotch .terrier, is now "Jack Mag Vinson Perry," she said recently. To the mind of Miss Vinson, mar- ried ten months, this is proof that "I've settled down" as much es an actress often on the wing ever could with a gadabout tennis champion. further proof is the fact' that brown -eyed Helen is pondering how to cook meat and potatoes for her husband, Wimbledon tennis cham- pion. "You got my telegram?" It was two days after the death of the singer in, Parelli's opera. Taun- ton had had a busy horning. The coroner's inquest had been opened and adjourned in the • usual antici- pation that criminal prceedings, fol- lowing an arrest, might before long take place in the police court. Of this result neither Taunton nor any of the officers engaged -on the case were any too sanguine. They . did not seem to be able to get any sort of a grip on these damned cur- are cases. They must surely be all linked up together: the solution to one of them, some day, would cleat up the mystery attaching to the lot. Some day? Yes: but when was that some day coming, It was long over- due and it looked as if they'd got to wait a long time before the coroner had made it quite plain that the death of Paola Bianchi had been d„ue to the injection into the system of the drug with which the police and public were becoming so un- pleasantly familiar. And then had come this wire from Nottingham. "I did, sir. Take a seat. I presume you are NIr. Baldwin Crewe,' of Messrs. Crewe Brothers, of Notting- ham?" The visitor nodded. He was a short, stoutish, dapper little man of about 65, dressed in- neat sponge- bag trousers, black morning coat and waistcoat, black boots, fawn spats, stiff single white collar, and silver- grey tie. "You see — lots of people with money go to Brightmouth for -their,. holidays from the North aswelVat from London. • And we have found' it worth while to advertise there. Apart from keeping our..name before customers who are holiday -making, we sometimes get business from people who find it more convenient —more discreet—to purchase at. a distance." "I dare say you're right. I've not had much experience that way' my- self!" yself!" "I wasn't for a moment , suggest- ing you had," wentiyon Mr. Crewe in the suavest of tones) "only I, thought I bad better make lily position quite clear." • He opened the envelope and took out a letter which appeared to Taun- ton to be written on a sheet of blue- lined foolscap. "One day last week we ''received a small unregistered parcel. When we opened it we,,found that it con- tained a very old 'and shabby black leather case. There was an envelope containing three one -pound treasury notes—and this letter. Inside the case was a valuable pearl necklet, but not of a modern pattern." (To Be Continued) i'We11, Perry—what do you think about it? Make anything of it?" Detective Inspector Perry .sighed. Paola's dressing - room looked very different in the daytime from what it had the night before. It looked cheerless, even sordid, in the day- which filtered reluctantly in at the window which gave on a little vault -like courtyard at the back of the theatre. "Blessed if I can make anything of it at all." The guess which had come into the minds of them all had been prov- ed correct when the report of the analyst, to whole the necklet had immediately been sent, lead reported over the telephone, for the informa- tion of the police, that he had found traces of the drug curare on a sharp point hidden amongst the jewels of the ornament, a point which would not have been apparent to anyone who just opened the case and looked at the jewels as they lay in it; but which would easily be driven, with fatal results, into the breast of a wearer who placed her hands in such a way as to exert any pressure upon it. "I've been through every letter in this lot; I've examined every envel- ope and the postmarks on them. "I've done the same with the wrappings and boxes of all these parcels. But I can't say I've got hold of anything , that's likely to help us. It was 9 h, Canada Sons of sires who fought for glory 'Meath the Fleur do Lis of France; Sires to whom the God of Battles Gave at last the lesser chance. Sons of sires who fought for freedom And for conquest, too, at times, 'Heath the flag that's ever flying On the breeze, in many climes. Sons of sires whom revolution Vainly tempted, sorely tried; Choosing bravely life in exile, British born, they British died: Sons of sires who fought at Queen- ston Fought and •won that bloody fray; Hear re-echo through the forest Bugle blasts of Chateauguay. Sous of sires who felled the forests, Felled the forest, tilled the field; Sires who wrought, and wrought un- ceasing, That their soil .should harvest yield. Sons of sires who garnered harvests From deep depths, beneathrwild waves Sires who seldom garnered harvests With the aid of human slaves. ,. Sons of sires whose ships, seaworthy, Flung their bunting to the breeze, Wooden ships that carried cargoes 'o the shores of seven seas. Sons of sires who laid foundations Of a mighty nation, we; L1der, Younger, New, Canadians, Worthy of our sires must; be 1Witten is our name 'Canadian,' Written red on fields of fame; Ours the pride that those who wrote • Wrote it red in freedom's name, But remembering those who wrote it Fraught with sadness is our pride; War,'forsooth is man's worst madness Man, for whom a Saviour died. Ours ,to make our name 'Canadian' Spell 'Content' from sea to sea; Ours: to make our name 'Canadian' .Synonym for Liberty. Time 'and space are much contracted Facts to which we can't be blind; Ours:: to make Canadian vision X11 -inclusive. of mankind. Ours to build on broad foundations, In, the spirit of our sires; Build and build on firm foundations Until Time itself expires. "0 Canada! mom pays; mes amours" T. A. Patrick, Yorkton, Sask. Day of Fans Is Passing Notes the Brockville Recorder and How to Open a Book Times: Laid away sacredly in that trunk in the garret which contains the treasures of cider clays there is Held the book with its back on a surely a lady's fan. It was a beauti- fulsmooth or covered table; let the thing, usually the gift of a de- voted admirer. It might be a crea- tion of beautifully fretted ivory slats carved out of the tusks of a great African elephant, or just a simple little thing of painted silk, but sometimes it: was a gorgeous affair made of lovely ostrich feath- ers, with precious stones inserted cunningly. Perhaps no lady's equip- ment of a generation ago is more symbolic of romance, and the temp- tation to dwell upon it is irrestible to the good novelist. Fans have always had a place in ceremonials and are used even now in the East. The,/ are carried on state occasions in papal processions in Ronne. In Canada they may still be found in country churches, manu- factured of straw for utility pur- poses on a hot summer day. But the fan as an accoutrement for the lady is wall nigh gone, Our imports last year amounted to only 2,500. 1 They Dame plainly from Japan, Italy, China, :.ustria and Hong Konen and r any also from the United States This inform ti:,n copses .froln tl,e. External Trade Bran,:h of elle Do- minion Bureau of Statistics, Dept. of Trade and Commerce. front board down, then the other, holding the •leaves in one hand while you open a few leaves at the back, then a few at the front, and so on, alternately opening back and 'front, gently pressing open the sections till you reach the centre of the volume. Do this two or three times and 'you will obtain the best results. Open the volume violently or carelessly in any one place and you will likely break the back and cause a start in the leaves. Never force the back of the book,—Prom "Modern •Book- binding." Some Record ! Four women of Berwick, N.S., have quite an imposing record -- an aggregate age of 385 years. Headed by Mrs. Collins Dodge, who has seen 101 winters roll by. the quartette also includes Mrs. Clara MacMillan and Mrs: Lavinia Gould, both 95; and Mrs, John Somerville, 94. Issue No. 31— '36 Laura Wheeler Jiffy -Knit; Once Begun Presto, :Donel JIFFY KNIT BLOUSE PATTERN 957 ..r thisbit of forsummer? Then try sum e "extra"blouse Like an quick - to -knit chic, its open-air bodice of simple mesh, its sleeves and waist yoke of lacy ribbing. But four balls of Shetland floss are required. There's a plain knitted skirt, too. Pattern 957 contains detailed dir- ections for making the blouse shown; illustrations of it and of all stitches used; directions. for a skirt; material requirements, and color suggestions. Send 20 cents in stamps or coin (coin preferred) for this pat- tern to Needlecraft Dept., Wilson Publishing, 73 West Adelaide, Toronto. Write plainly PATTERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. Dxology! Physiologists declare that it is im possible for a human being to live without breathing, but as the heat wane receded we could have positively declared that we breathed for the first time in several days, comments The Stratford Beacon Herald. Dur- ing that tropical spell we must have extracted a certain amount of oxygen from the torrid atmosphere, or we would not now be alive, but we did not breathe—we gasped. What a refreshing sensation that was to drink in deep draughts of cool air! With what heavenly relaxation we lay down to sleep after nights of restless tossing on the billows of heat with our bodies drenched in per- spiration! The sensation of relief was similar to that which came to the "Ancient Mariner" when he ex- claimed: 0 sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole! To Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, That slid into my soul. My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still niy body drank. Canada is a land of climatic ex- tremes. x tremes. In the course of the year the temperature swings from tropical heat to semi-artic cold, and in the process of enduring these extremes Canadians have been rendered hardy and resourceful. We may complain about the zero blasts, but we fight back at them and are unconquered by the elements. We may not endure the scorching heat of July as well, but we laugh and poke fun at it until it retires in disgust. For the rest of the year we rejoic: in a climate that is salubrious and invigorating. We enjoy our summers and our falls all the more because of the severity of our winters, and we receive the sweet, cool air and the rains with greater relish, and gratitude because we know a little of the oppression of heat and drought. Canada's is the epitome of all cli- mates, and Canadans live life to the fill. It is a great privilege to have been born in Canada, and the next ie this country. • Sheep Counting Decried Observes the Quebec Chronicle- Telegraph—Counting sheep to in- duce sleep is a waste of time. So is stuffing the ears with cotton, Insom nia may be cured without drugs. All that is necessary to insure restful sleep is for the sufferer to mina the nerves and muscles of the stomach pith a tablespoonful of olive oil be- fore bedtime. Patients who have a distaste for olive oil should sniff men- thol to clear the lungs and reduce the effort of breathing to a mini- mum. These simple rules are laid out by a French scientist, M. Maurice Boigey, in a book just published in Paris, entitled "The Science of Rest." Write Today Free Chesterfield Catalogue tic a day pars for one. Lowest factory prices. :Free delivery. Latest designs. Big savings. Buy direct front the makers. ROYAL CHESTERFIELD MANUFACTURERS 66 Richmond St. East Toronto Dept. L Music Students Get Scholarships TORONTO — Ten music students in Ontario, outside Toronto have been. awarded special .Jubilee Scholarships by the Toronto Conservatory of Mus- ic in honor of the Conservatory's 50th Anniversary this year. The scholarships -were offered to piano pupils only, for continuance of their studies at the conservatory.. The awards will be applied to the winners' tuition fees for the ensuing term. Winners in Western Ontario were Mary Heard, 519 Hamilton Road,.Lon don; Virginia Mathoney, l3rsuline School of Music, Windsor; Madeline Howse, 59 Curtis St., St. Thomas;. Dorothy E. McCormick, R.R. No. 1, Paris; and Ruth Parkinson, Thorn- bury Winners in Eastern Ontario were Nancy Wyatt, 190 Dufferin Road, Ot- tawa; t tawa; Marion Walker, 261. William St. Belleville; Norah D. Osborn, 81 Loui- sa St., Ottawa; Aileen Forrestal, St. Joseph's Academy, .Lindsay; end Helen Epworth, Box 91, Newmarket. 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