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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS. COLBORNE, ONT., JULY 20, 1944 • SERIAL STORY Murder on the Boardwalk BY ELINORE COWAN STONE Last Week: After agreeing to ineet the mysterious "Lucille" at 9, Christine keeps her appointment with Mr. Wilmet. Bill has been taken to police headquarters after his keys were found to fit Mrs. Talbert's . car. His story sounds very thin. CHAPTER XIII Christine spent the rest of the morning in the last place where she thought curiosity seekers would look for the "Boardwalk Mystery Girl" -- the public library -- with her too-well-publicized face buried in a newspaper, her mind still worrying about the story Mr. Wilmet had told her, Jier eyes impatiently watching the clock. At 12:30 she was to meet Bill for lunch -- that is, if Bill were When she reached the restaurant, the worst of her fears were realized. As soon as she asked for Bill, a waiter led her to a table. "Mr. Yardley has sent word that lie told her. "And he sent this note "Sorry," the note said. "Can't make it. Please leave reply with Louis, the waiter who will hand you this -- and who is as safe as a church -- saying where I can find you about 9 this evening." Christine let the lunch Bill had ordered cool while she composed a reply which sketched an outline of her plan for the evening without betraying the confidence of "Lucille." At the end she added, as a possible line of communication, "Am dining at Decker's with Mr. Wilmet." Mr. Wilmet insisted on Christine's ordering the dinner, sitting tack without even glancing at the menu, although he must have known that Decker's prices were appalling. The service was leisurely, and Mr. Wilmet, too, was leisurely -- and tiresome -- with a long acount of his persecutions by the police and press. He insisted on taking a wheel ehair back down the Boardwalk. It was a closed chair with sunglass windows. Christine, who hated being shut in, fumed as it • Inched along under the guidance of a decrepit old darkey... Suppose she should be late! When, a little short of the Paris Shop, she insisted on saying "Good night," Mr. Wilmet's face clouded with concern. "I really don't think you ought to be alone on the Boardwalk," he objected, "after what's just happened. Hadn't I better -- ah -- see you to your destination? Of course" '-- he laughed nervously -- "I'm not exactly a fighting man, but I might help in case of trouble." "Thanks," Christine said impatiently. "There won't be any trouble. I'm spending the evening with ft girl I've known for years." She was afraid he might follow her; but when she looked back, he was going dejectedly into a tobacco shop. Christine had no difficulty in Identifying the girl, who stood before the shop window as If rapt by a pair of silver sandals. When Christine paused and removed her sunglasses, the girl glanced up with a fiicker of recognition, returned for a moment to her inspection of the sandals, and then Strolled off along the Boardwalk. Presently Christine folowed, saun- Little heartbreaker! A captivating toddler costume -- the toddler Sundress take:, only 1 yard! Matching bonnet, flirty panties included. Pattern 4834 comes in children's •izes: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. Size 6, sunfrock and bonnet, takes 1J4 yds. $5-inch material. • Send twenty cents (20c) in loins (stamps cannot be accepted) lor this pattern to Room 421, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. Write lumber. addre style ISSUE 30--1944 tering as the other girl did. At the top of a flight of stairs leading to the street below, the girl glanced back before she descended. She walked on a block, turned into a side street, unlocked a door,^ and went in, leaving the For the first time Christine hesitated. After all, what did she know of this girl except that it was her voice which had first sounded that ominous note of danger which had run like a motif through the last 24 hours?. . . Then her curiosity got the better of her, and she passed through the door. 4 * » * She found herself in a poorly lighted, inhospitable hall, from which a stairway ascended into darkness behind. Christine wondered if she were mistaken in thinking that something moved in the shadows of that stairway. The girl who called herself "Lucille" was waiting. "Come in here, please, Miss Thorenson," she said abruptly, and opened the door upon a lighted Christine stood amazed at the contrast between the bleak ugli-nes of the hall and the quiet good taste and comfort of that room. The- room was pleasantly lighted; a soft Oriental rug covered the floor; two of the walls were lined with books: and there were comfortable chairs. It was a room, somehow, to inspire confidence. Yet Christine felt no confidence now. even in herself. Before she could speak, a man she had not seen at first got up from a desk that stood in a sheltered alcove. Chandra! "I am sorry about all this mystery, Miss Thorenson," he said in a well-remembered voice. "But it Christine thought angrily, "Of course. I was right in the begin- He had shed every trace of the Oriental mystic. From his unobtrusive appearance and the quiet precision with which he spoke and moved, one might easily -- as she had that first night -- have taken him for a well-trained major domo. FROM THE CHETNIKS Hi Reigning as millinery queen in west coast fall showings, cover girl Anita Colby models this original Chetnik beret made up in a Stuart dress plaid. For Christine realized that she had seen those tawny-brown eyes not just once, but twice before. "Yes," he anticipated her as she tried to reconstruct that brief encounter on the station platform, "you have seen me before.. . The first time you may not recall. You thought your cousin might have sent nie -- That disguise was a good one. I did not expect you to "It was your eyes, not your clothes, that I noticed... You said you were taking a train," Christine said thoughtfully. "Yes -- I see." "And of course," he said dryly, "it will confirm your worst' suspicions when I admit that I dropped off the other side of that train before it pulled out, and that I was in the taxicab behind yours when you got out at your hotel. ... And I was not the only one following you, Miss Thorenson." Christine broke out angrily, "I was crazy to come here. I guessed from the beginning that this girl s of y r spie. ! that "I suppose that expect you to beli really trying to be you," the clairvoj quietly. "But it is I was asked to keep an eye on your movements by someone whom your cousin had expected to meet you, but who was -- unable to do so. I agreed to do it because" -- he broke off as if searching for words that might hold her attention -- "because I know tfiat I am -- partly responsible for Mrs. Talbert's death." "Are you so sure that you have deceived the police," Christine gasped, "that you dared to trick me into coming here and--" "I said," he interrupted with a MAIL FOR THE FORCES OVERSEAS seas get mail from home quicker because of the big Lancaster transports operated by Trans-Canada Air Lines in the Canadian Government's trans-Atlantic service. And from the fronts mail comes quicker to the folk at home. More than 50,000, been carried in 95 cross: Atlantic -- less than a y ation. With four aircraft three round trips are n in the big noses of the Lancaster^ as much a? 8,000 pounds of .nail may be carried. Parts and equipment of importance to war effort are carried as freight. No fan-paying passengers are trans-portal, but official passengers on carried. . ^ TABLE TALKS Three Good Breads Home-baked br fins--all are welo and they can be me on any table, as healthful and good for you are appetizing. The following recipe with a slight change or two, enables you to prepare three excellent breads--giving your family a de-faint smile, " 'partly responsible.' ... You see, Miss Thorenson, people come here for such a variety of reasons. They want, for in-e told lost; where the bands are spending their evenings; whether they will get the jobs they want; whether that pain that worries them is what they fear it is; whether the time is right to invest their money... There are some questions you cannot answer directly if you are honest. .. .You try, if you are wise, not to complicate family troubles or to give advice involving large sums of money.. . There are other que- Those are the questions involving life and death." "This is very interesting," Christine interrupted impatiently. "But why does it concern me -- or my cousin's death?" "Because Mrs. Talbert's case, Miss Thorenson, was one of the i'must-nots.' Partly on that account, and partly because there were -- circumstances I did not entirely understand, I did not warn your cousin of her danger." (Continued Next Week) Wheat-Meal Quick Bread cups milk i doul.l baking 1 teaspoon salt )i cup sugar* 1 egg, well beaten 4- tablespoons melted butter or other shortening Add cereal to milk and scald, stirring occasionally. Remove from heat*and pour into mixing bowl. Let stand 15 minutes to cool. Sift flour once, measure, add baking powder, salt, and sugar, and sift jigjin. Add egg and shortening to cereal mixture and stir well. Add flour mixture, stirring only until all flour is dampened. Turn intorgp-eased loaf pan, 9x4x3 incjjes, ajdjnfake in moderate oven (350F.) until dine. Wheat-Meal Prune Bread Increase salt to V/i teaspoons in above recipe; add 1 cup chopped prunes and \ tablespoon grated lemon rind to cereal-egg-fat mix- .Wheat-Meal Raisin Bread Increase salt to 1*4 teaspoons in above recipe, add 1 cup seedless 8,000,000 British Women At Work Eight million women are supporting the war effort in Great Britain. Of these, 10 per cent, are housewives working part time. Of women between the ages of 18 and 40, 90 per cent, of those single and 80 per cent, of those married or widowed are either in the national forces or in industry. PICTURE OF NIP ABOUT TO DIE In the remarkable close-up above, smoke streams from a Jap "Kate" torpedo bomber, hit by a U. S. Navy PB4Y over Truk, before the plane smashed into the sea. The rear gunner stood up as if to bail out, but sat down again, failing to jump from the plane, which exploded when it hit the water. Outstandingly Good SALADA TEA CHRONICLES of GINGER FARM Looking back, last week seems like several weeks rolled into one. When it started we thought help for haying would be our only problem. For that reason we had one of the farm Commandos out to help--and we were very well satisfied with the result. It looks as if city help has saved the day for a good many farmers. Monday saw all our hay in that was ready for the barn. Tuesday Partner intended cutting again -- and was that ever a break for me", because, on that very day I was invited to go to Toronto. Did I accept? Well, if I hadn't I would probably be stepping around with bare feet by now. As it is my feet are anything but bare. You see I went to a store that specializes in "corrective footwear" and the shoes they sent me home with are like "herring boxes without topses" so I shall never be surprised if my family renames me "Clementine". Wednesday Partner was straightening out the mow all day in preparation for Commando help next day. But the Commando help was cancelled because Partner's brother arrived for the day. Friday morning the real climax came when our son walked in. Or maybe I should call it an anticlimax, because, from a wire we had received from him we surmised he was down in Halifax, or maybe half way across the. Atlantic. However his visit was of short duration -- just a few days embarkation leave--which was more than we had hoped for. On Saturday morning another friend arrived from the city to help with the hay and of course I had phoned Daughter that her brother was home s along too. Saturday ; saw a strange "bike" oh the lawn --young John, who used to work here--had come up unexpectedly for the week-end. But he had stopped off at the hayfield and was driving the team on the horse-So, with continued fine weather, and plenty of men around, Partner got in quite a bit of hay -- but naturally not too much because we didn't want to take advantage of the help that was so willingly given. Haying, plus hot weather can be hard to take. Sunday night our visiting family were all on their way again, and I must confess Partner and I are feeling a little limp. SU NDAY SCHOOL L E SJ O N GIDEON'S FAITHFUL FEW July 30 Judges 6, 7, 8 PRINTED TEXT, Judges 7:4-7, 15-21. GOLDEN TEXT.--There is no restraint to Jehovah to save by many or by few. 1 Samuel 14:6. Memory Verse: Thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad. Psalm 92:4. THE LESSON IN ITS SETTING Time--The oppression of the Midianites, Garstang places at 1161--1*54 B.C., and the forty years' judgeship of Gideon from 1154-1114 B.C. Place.--The great battle in which the Midianites were defeated occurred, primarily, in the plain of Jezreel, which is the plain of Me-giddo in central Palestine. Preparation For Battle "And Jehovah said unto Gideon, The people are yet too many, . . . This shall not go with thee, the same shall not go". The Lord surprised Gideon by telling him he must reduce his army, for Israel is to be taught that the Lord is their deliverer, all glory is to be given to Him. "So he brought down the people ) the likeu every one that boweth down upon his knees to drink." Those who were eager for the fight quenched their thirst as quickly as possible. The rest were glad of any delay in meeting the enemy and thought more of their need and comfort than the cause of the Lord. Interpretation of Dream "And the number of them that lapped, putting their hand to their mouth ... and let all the people go every man unto his place." In the whole army there were only 300 heroes full of courage, self-denial and watchfulness, fit for God's work. The Israelites were to learn that numbers did not count with God, however much they may count with men. Sometimes, as in our last lesson, He uses nature to overthrow the purposes of "And it was so, when Gideon heard the telling of the dream, and the interpretation thereof, that he Worshipped; and he returned into the camp of Israel, and said, Arise; for Jehovah hath delivered into your hand the host of Midian." So wondrous seemed the dream in its interpretation that when Gideon heard it he bent in silent worship, assuredly knowing • that God had given them the victory. Gideon's Stratagem "And he divided the three hundred men into three companies... and they cried, the sword of Jehovah and of Gideon." Now we see the clever stratagem of Gideon. The three hundred are divided to give the idea of forces coming from three directions to confuse and perplex the pagan hosts. Each man carried a trumpet and a pitcher. The pitchers were used to conceal the lamps, until by the noise of their breaking and the sudden appearance of the light, the Midianites would be startled, terrified and thrown into confusion. The success of the stratagem depended on a perfect understanding of what was to be done, and a perfect unity of action, 'as I do, so shall ye do.' It was in the strength and power of the Lord that they were to go forth against the Midianites. His invisible sword and hosts would win for them. "And they stood every man in his place round about the camp; and all the host ran; and they shouted, and put them to flight." The battle went precisely as Gideon had planned. The surprised army was thrown into utter confusion. Everyone thought of treachery and turned his sword against his fellow. Escape was the common impulse and the disorganized host fled, pursued for days an& nights by the Israelites. 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