Zurich Herald, 1933-09-28, Page 2Madame Lacroix's delicious
NOCOLATE LAYER CAKE
yM cup butter •
1 cup sugar ;•
2 eggs 4^
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup milk
ale cups pastry flour (or 2 cups and
• 3 tablespoons of bread flour)
3 teaspoons Magic Baking Powder
M teaspoon salt
Cream butter; add sugar, a little
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T, HE
Mysterious masquerade
By J. R. WILMOT
SYNOPSIS.
At a. London dance club molly Car-
stairs meets Roger Bailing who prom-
ises to get her a job. The following
morning :Molly is stopped by a policeman
and taken to the police station -where
she is identified by a Mr. and Mrs. Silver
as their missing niece. That night at
the Silver home she discovers she is be-
ing used as a decoy in a gambling house.
The Silvers next tell Molly that Major
Carstairs, her father, is returning from
India. A further crisis develops when
Molly runs into Roger Barling leaving
Paul Silver's study where there has been
a quarrel. Molly meets her supposed
father. They take a fiat in town. Molly
meets Roger Berlin* at a dinner given
by her father, and pleads her loss of
memory as explanation of her silence.
Early Mailing
Many business men, who are other-
wise on their toes in giving speedy
service, disappoint out-of-town cus-
lonrers by late mailing. Holding the
bulk of the mail until the evening
causes a serious congestion in the
Pest Office and renters it difficult
to give the mail the rapid and the
careful handling it requires. Quite
aside from the possibility of a mis-
lake being made, the practice of last
minute mailing is certain to result
In delay to at least a portion of the
Mail, because to many points there
Is only one train a day and that train
may leave in the morning or early
afternoon•
IE business men expect to land
the out-of-town order and want to
hold their out-ot-town. customer's good-
will then mail should be posted as
soon as written, if this is ' done
better service and more business
will result.
A further step in faciliating tPie
delivery of mail is to tie the letters
In bundles with the addresses all
faced the' one way and hand them
In at the main office instead of plass-
fig them in the street letter boxes,
If the alert business man wants to
get there ahead of the other mail he
should see that his mail is well pre-
pared and posted early in the day.
Loss Set at $10,000..
Vienna, Ont, — Fire recently de-
stroyed the plant of the MVledicin
r., 0"—navy with a loss of $10,000.
CHAPTER XXI.
Molly Carstairs had not risen early
the morning following her renewed
acquaintance with Roger Barling. She
had, in fact, lain awake half the night
turning over and over in her mind the
stupendous problem that now con-
fronted her. She was convinced of
one thing that Roger loved her, and
that she loved him.
No words of mutual adoration had
passed between them ;*they would have
been unnecessary. When the heart
speaks the tongue is not infrequently
dumb. She had not Tied to Roger --not
deliberately lied. She had said: "If
you ask Major Carstairs he will tell
you that I am suffering from a bass of
memory." That had been true. She
had taken her cue from that, and it
had served her well. Yet the decep-
tion must still persist, and when that
deception was finally revealed, she
would Iose Roger—she knew she
would Iose him—and that would be
the hardest part of it all.
Molly did not mind for herself. She
could disappear into the maelstrom of
life, but there would always be an.
empty place in her heart that no one
but Roger could ever fill. If only she
could tell him the truth! As the hours
of the night sped by she debated with
herself whether such might not be the
wisest course. She felt that Roger
would believe her, that Roger would
understand the desperate situation in
which she had been placed. He had
hinted that he disliked Paul Silver in-
tensely. Roger would protect her as
he had offered to do that night hien
he believed her to be a friendless girl
in the heart of London's millions. But
there was always the danger that per-
haps Roger might not want to under-
stand. He had told her that the rea-
son for his non -recognition of her at
Lawn House was because he imagined
that she had deceived him. That point-
ed to the conclusion that Roger hated
deception of any kind.
Then there was Major Carstairs.
Molly hated to think of that hour of
disillusionment that must dawn sooner
or later. He was happy now—happy
in the thought that he had been at
last reunited to his daughter. So far
she had .done what she had largele
with the object of causing him as lit-
tle pain as possible and in the hope
that one day she would seek out a
Private inquiry agent and set the
wheels of investigation revolving in
that direction.
Major Carstairs had breakfasted
when Molly emerged.
"Late nights," he laughed, wagging
a finger at her, "don't seem to be suit-
ing one 1tttle person of niy acquaint-
ance."
Molly smiled also.
"I don't know why I shouicllhave been
so sleepy;" she told him, "but it was
awfully jolly, wasn't it?"
"Well," he mused, "I think you
night have invited me to have just
one dance, don't you think. I told
young Barling about it afterwards in
the cloak room. Seemed quite upset,
poor fellow: Of course I was only
joking when he asked me whether I
thought you'd like to go out dancing
with him again, I said he might ask
you. I'm afraid niy little girl is slip-
ping away from nee."
Molly colored prettily. "Of course
I like Mr. Barling very much, but—I
don't think I shall ever marry him."
'Stuff and nonsense," protested the
Major. "Of course you will. He's
just the right type; though I think he
ought to do something for a living,"
he added, seriously.
Molly attacked her breakfast heart-
ily while Major Carstairs told her of
an appointment he had at the War
Office, and that tonight he had prom-
ised to address a meeting in connec-
tion with "some All -India League."
"So you.see, my dear," he intimated
apologetically, "I'll have to leave you
to your own devices, unless I 'phone
ycung Barling."
"Please, not that," Molly protested.
"There are -heaps of things I want to
do—shopping and all that."
"All that" consisted primarily in
hunting out the smartly appointed
office of Mr. Frank Millsome, Private
Inquiry Agent, of Temple Court.
Mr. Millsome was an ' energetic -
looking man in the middle forties and
looked rather like a stock -broker.
"Well, Miss Carstairs," he smiled,
in his friendly way, "and how can 1
be of service to you?"
"I'm. afraid I've come to you with a
quite hopeless task," she began. "I
want you to fine] someone who once had
the same name as myself. Whether
she has that name now, I don't know.
e All 1 do know is that some time -ago---
swain 1 ea.ntmna
t tell tient hour loel a
was a ward of Mr, and Mrs. Paul Sil-
ver, who now reside at Lawn House,
Varley Road, Hampstead. I Believe
she ran away from them and has not
been seen glace. I take it sl. is about
twenty-five years of age, beyond that
I can tell ydu nothing. But she must
be found, Mr Millsome."
Mr. Millsoine had been making n
few leisurely notes on a scribbling pad
on the desk in front of him. At the
mention of the Silvers his eyebrows -
had elevated themselves ever so slight-
ly, and certainly not sufficiently to in-
dicate to the girl who sat opposite him
that the name conveyed anything
whatever to him.
"I noticed that you used the expres-
sion 'impossible task,' Miss Carstairs.
Well, if that is all the information you
can give me, I'm afraid I can do very
little to discover the whereabouts of
this young person. You must realize
that there are approximately eight
million people residing in Greater
London; that there are probably; sev-
eral thousands of those people bearing
the name Carstairs. Add to that the
hypothesis that this lady may have
married, and that the odds are heavily
against her having married someone
with a name similar to her own and
you will see, Miss Carstairs, what a
gigantic task you have set me on such
slender information. It would take
my assistants many months to investi-
gate the private lives of every citizen
bearing the name of Carstairs and at
the end of that there is still the possi-
bility which I have nentia•ed,
Molly certainly saw the hopelessness
of it.
"But I do so want to find her. It is
so important," pleaded the girl.
"Might I be told the reasons for
yosr request?" Mr. Millsoine asked.
Molly hesitated. "I don't think I
can tell you that until I have, found
her," she told him.
"Well, I'm afraid I can't promise you
anything," he said, as. he rose from
his chair, "but if I do find a clue, you
may rest accured that you shall be ac-
quainted with it immediately."
"Thank you ever so much," sighed
Molly, as he held open the door.
Having satisfied himself that the
girl had left the building, Mr. Mill -
some did what might have appeared to
Molly an extraordinary thing. He
lifted the receiver of his telephone and
gave the operator the number of Shot -
land Yard.
Connected to that; august institution
he inquired for Inspector Blayton,td
after . moment's pause he said; "That
you, Blayton; this is Millsoine speak-
ing. I've just had a young woman
here asking me to discover the where-
abouts of a certain brolly Carstairs
who disappeared from the custody of
your old friend Silver some time age.
She would not tell me the reason for
her inquiry but it may interest you to
know that she bears a name similar to
that of the missing girl As soon as
she mentioned Silvers I knew you'd
be interested."
"Many thanks, 'old man," cane back
Blayton's deep voice over the wire.
"This is an entirely .new angle. I'll
trot along and have a chat with you
in an hour's time. So long."
Molly reached the fiat in time for
lunch. Major Carstairs had arrived a
few minutes before and as she passed
through the entrance hall the saw a
letter awaiting her on the oaken chest
that stood opposite the door. Eagerly
she picked it up and studied the en-
velope carefully. At first she thought
that Roger had written to her, but it
was obvious that the handwriting was
that of a woman.
"Finished the shopping?" ea]led the
Major, from his room, "I'll be with
you in a moment."
Molly sang out a reply and passed
into her own room takiri 'the letter.
with her.
With eager anticipation (for it
seemed ages since she had receiver] a
letter from anyone), she tore open the
envelope and pulled out of it a small
sheet of notepaper.
And this iswhat she read:
The writer will be glad if Miss.
Carstairs will make it convenient
to call at 74b Rivington Gardens,
Grenwich, tonight at eight o'clock.
You will be advised also to bring
along with you twenty pounds in
Treasury notes. Failing this the
rightful Molly Carstairs will be
obliged to pass on certain infor-
mation to the police.
There was no signature. Just that.
The coder drained from Molly's face.
"Failing this the rightful Molly,Car-
stairs ..." She felt her whole body
trembling violently. This meant that
i: stead of her finding Molly Carstairs,
the latter had found her. But what
did the remainder of that letter mean?
It seemed to suggest that Major Car=
stairs' daughter had no intention of
revealing herself; that she Was con-
tent to resort to blackmail.
Molly stood staring at thestrange
restage with a terribly num feeling
drugging her brain. What should she
do? The question reiterated in her
mind, but there could be only one, an-
swer. She must go tonight to ,Green-
wich and see Molly Carstairs for her
self. . Tints. All drug stoles have both Dia
of muttons and lamb in the United be continued.) MOD 1.11/0$4 1.11/0$4lnrl Ma n A 'Piiyf.tt,
Southern ViIlagge
Trp .drowsy pathways where the sun-
light's Angora
Close on dead drea'ns and faint for-
gotten things,
Under magnolia shade Nxhere starlight
lingers
From ancient summers and long -
buried springs,
Only the wraith of Hying ever tarries;
Something has been here that is lost
and gone
Save when the sout:i wind in the
chinaberries
Sings with the evening and the
widening dawn,
Out of the solitude a lean hound narks
A cotton wagon rumbling toward the
g]n
And clips the air a moment with his.
barks,
Then sleeps again. A mottled ter-
rapin
Traces the dust, Then there is noth-
ing more.
Silence has walked this golden way
before.
—Minnie Hite Moody, in The Lyric.
Appalling Accident List:
What Can Be Done?
One is appalled by the"never-ending
succession of motor accidents on the
highways these week -ends. But it is
really surprising? From our obser-
vation of the traffic, the remarkable
thing is that there are not more mis-
haps.
Take a drive along any public high-
way after dark and as you turn out
to avoid a paseing car you see the
forms of pedestrians walking as far
out on the dark pavement as they
dare, as if to proclaim their right to
a place on the pavement. An admir-
able sentiment in a way, but fearfully
dangerous. Another good candidate
for the Suicide Club is the bicyclist
riding along the busy highway in the
dark. One has to be keen -visioned to
avoid these gentry, of whom there are
many. Then there are the cars with
one light and the cars without tail-
lights. Even worse still the buggies
without lights. They take big chances.
Even should their occupants conte,
through an accident with a whole
skin, they would be legally responsible
for the well-being of those they clash
with.
It appears that there must be much
preaching and teaching and public
„earning before people will take even
a moderate degree of caution. Look-
ing to the future is would seem as if
something should be done in the
schools to train the upcoming genera-
tion in the need of caution on the
highways. Would it not be well for
the Department to require school chil-
dren to familiarize themselves with a
code of rules for safety? The day-
by-day accident list surely challenges
the authorities- to take every possible
,step to curb its fatal progress. --St.
Mary's Journal -Agus.
"1 suppose the Duke has landed
estates?"
"Landed one every time he mar
reed, but he managed to run
through 'em all.'
, Prepare For Eventualities
Regina, Sask.—Although there is no
epidemic in Saskatchewan, the Govern-
ment, to secure a sufficient supply of
serum. for infantile paralys. , will pay
from $10 to $25 for human blood. The
only qualification is that the donor
must have had at some time infantile
paralysis.
A Quality Which Is In Oniparabke
"Fresh From the Giaraens"
D. n't Overlook Mother's Helper
All Work and No Play Made Nettie Very Tired •— Teach
Children to Help, But See That They Have
Some Time For "Fun"
"Nettie, take out this garbage. I'm
all through now and I have to'clo some
telephoning."
Mrs. Smith untied her apron and
hung it up.
When. Nettie had finished her task,
her mother called: "Nettie, the front
porch is' covered with flies where the
baby broke his bottle. Get a mop out
of the cellar and some water and wipe
it up." • Then she turned back to the
phone.
It took Nettie half an hour to do what
her mother could have done in five
minutes, but she was only ten years
old.
"May I go over to play with Helen?"
she asked then.
"Wait — there's something else I
want you to do." Her mother pursed
her lips and thought hard. There was
really nothing in her mind at the min-
ute but she knew there must be some-
thing. "Oh yes! The bird cage. It
has to be cleaned."••
"I'm always afraid he'll get out like
he diel the other day."
'He won't get out. Wh;.t's that an
your leg?"
An Accident
"I cut it on a piece of glass."
"Get ine the iodine. I'll put some
on."
There wasn't any in the medicine
closet, so Nettie reported.
'Oh, I remember. Mrs. Smith bor-
rowed it. Go over and get the iodine
from Mrs, Smith."
But Mrs. Smith was out and Nettie
had to go to the drug store, While she
was out her mother told her to go to
the baker's too. Six blocks altogether
in the sun That took about an hour.
Eventually the leg was fixed and the
bird -cage cleaned. The process by
Nettie's tempo took another hour.
Again she asked, "May Igo over to
Helen's and play, mother?"
"No, not now. You should have gone
after lunch. Now the baby's awal'a
and I have an errand to do, You'll'1t'ave
to give him his bottle and watch him
till I get back;"
At five o'clock Mrs. Smith returned,
hot and weary.
'I meant to tell you to peel the po'
tatoes," she said. "You might havd
thought of it anyway. You must learn'
to think of things."
"The baby cried the whole time and
I had to wheel him."
"Well then—set the table. I car's
stand up another minute," •
"Can I get dressed first? Ht,leu'i
got on a new pink."
"You'll have to do the cliches. I'm
too tired. I've been on m; feet tht
whole blessed day."
Reproved By Parents
"Why don't you let Nettie help yob
more?" said Mr. Smith that night oei
the porch. "She's old enough now."
Mrs. Smith sighed. 'What can T
child of 10 do? Shes always wanti.ie
to go over to Helen's."
"Well, if I were here she'd help, bl
Jimminy. Nettie, you must help youf
mother more."
"Yes, sir," said Nettie.
"Come on over, Nettie," called Helen
"I'm tired!"
Tired!" exclaimed her mother.Ano
you haven't clone a thing all day, C
on . , , I'ni afraid,' she added whe
Nettie was gone, "she's going to h
lazy."
Origin of Soil
",Many people look upon the soil as
a cold inert, lifeless mass of mere
mud or dirt, about which there is
little to know, and in which there
can be no interest," says Professor
Summerby of Macdonald College.
"Contrary to this, the true facts are
that it is teeming with life; its his-
tory is that of the history of the
world; and its problems are so many
and so deep as to challenge the best
minds of the country. All soil was
at one time solid rock. By a long
series of chemical, mechanical, and
biological changes it has been chang-
ed from the original rock into soils
that now produce grain, hay, pasture,
apples, potatoes, violets and geran-
iums, Many are the influences which
have operated in soil formation. We
are accustomed to think of rock as
being unchangeable, but, very slowly
and surely, changes do take place.
As measured in terms of the life of
man, the soil is very old. It has been
estimated -that the formation of one
inch of soil from limestone rock takes
about ten thousand years. The pro-
cesses which have changed rock into
soil are still going on and now
exert a very important influence on
the fertility of our soils,"
Where Winter is Coldest
Verkhoyansk, Siberia, holds the
world's blue ribbon for frigid winter
weather, compared with any other
place where temperatures are regu-
ens esseeonmmesum seeet somananmemse ae_
"'lbe prettiest
_
rag rugs =_ of some effects of the severe cold:
1 ever Sag' "Yqu take a glass of water and
e dash it high into
unnmmasemo nammumwnnnu stn messam eess
will come dotivn in thethe formair, ofthe ringingliquid
larly measured.
Vladimir Zenzinov, in "The Road
to Olivion," quoted by Charles Fitz-
hugh Tatman in his Science Service
feature, "Why the Weather?" says
"I feel I should share with you a
wonderful compliment I had on my
new rag rugs," writes an appreciative
Three Rivers woman, "A wealthy
lady from the City of Quebec was
visiting here and saw the rag rugs I
had just finished. She was so en-
thusiastic — said she had never seen
' such rich, lovely colors. She asked me
Iif I bought new materials to get such
beautiful color effects. When 1 told
her I , had dyed my old scraps -snit
Diamond Dyes, she simply couldn't be-
, lieve it. Of course I'm very proud of
i my rugs. Besides being beautiful col-
ors, they are fast and washable."
in the popular new art of rug making
women are finding again the real value
• of Diamond Dyes for permanent dark
colors by boiling. No other dyes make
old materials look so new and rich in
color because no other dyes contain
crystals of ice. Spittle will freeze
before reaching the ground. All live
things seek deep shelter during the
winter. Partridges dig themselves far
into the snow and stay there. There
have been cases of their falling like
stones while in flight, freezing to
death in the air. Marmots hide in
underground holes where they hiber-
nate, assuming the shape of a
little
claylike ball. The ice becomes so hard
the ax rebounds from it. Live wood
becomes petrified, and when one chops
it, sparks fly as if from flint."
New Game Sanctuary
Moose Jaw, Sask.—Taking in the
whole of the present wild animal park,
a new 'game sanctuary winterising 42
square miles south and west of here
has been established by the Sas-
katoitewan Government, it has ween
so much of the finest aniline colers.' announced by A. B. Etter, game cone
]i'or light dainty shades without boiling' missioner.
for lingerie, summer blouses and dress- f
es, use the wonderful new Diamond ICeut is the fourth largest producer
Gems from Life's Scrap -hoot
Leisure
"Leisure is time for doing somethin
useful; this leisure the diligent na
will obtain; bub the lazy man never.
Benj. Franklin.
"He hath no leisure wife useth it
not."—George Herb ert.
"If at present content with idleness,
we must become dissatisfied with it,"
—Mary Baker Eddy.
"Life is rendered most agreeable be
alternate occupation and ?ensure."
Demiphihes.
"Leisure will always be found 1)
1,
who know how to employ their
time,"—Mme. Roland.
"Leisure and solitude are the mother
of thought."—Sir W. Temple.
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