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THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT., JUNE 2, 1935 Of Special Interest to Women Readers THE AVENGER by Walter Forder - CHAPTER IX Presently both the tracker and the tracked halted, for the man in front ■was stooping and straining at something. What it was he could not discern, but it appeared to be heavy. There was a sound of the shovel striking the earth, and the cowled man's breathing came in gasps with the strenuousness of the work he w engaged upon. He was digging; there was i question about that, but digging at what, at such a time and on such night? A harsh cackling of laughter sounded; then a strange and incoherent muttering. Suddenly there came again that low deep baying from the beach below. His nerves pent up, he could not forbear the use of his torch any longer. He must see what it was that the cowled and cloaked figure was engaged upon. His torch gleamed out a sudden stabbing ray upon the stooping figure of a man, who started and involuntarily turned to face the light. Digby gasped, for before him was ijo. cowlad, monkish figure, but his gaunt and gawky friends, Cranston. Stranger still, there reared upward behind him and freshly planted in the earth, a gallows; a gibbetlike structure with a dangling rope writhing serpent-like in the wind. Gallows Are Ready Cranston laughed aloud, flinging his arms wide, and indicating the gibbet. "Look, look!" he cried. "The Avenger has come. The tools of his trade are here. The gallows, the pick and the shovel--and an unhon-oured grave!" With a shrill cackle of mad laughter he was gone. Digby, in a dazed fashion, saw that he was alone, his torch beam illuminating a newly-erected gibbet. At its base lay, as Cranston had said, a pick and shovel. For one mad second he imagined that all the powers of dark: at his heels, and i he turned and blundered back to the lighted dows of the "Owl's Croft". The door stood wide and tumbling I he plrposfc-Ea-1-1- was Cranston. What I can't understand is why he u^as rigging up that ghastly gallows!" He peered out into the gathering blackness, anxious for Hunter's turn, and then laughed in a strained fashion. "It's all too much for me. I give it up!" The very air about him carried an atmosphere of mystery, and Mrs. Barlow's disappearance added co fusion to what was already chaos. Remembering the entrance of the furtive figure, he wheeled round and started at the shining oak wall "There's a panel, a secret entrance, That accounts for that, I dare say the old place is honeycombed such places. I wonder if Ba His eye chanced on the card paled with the ornamental dagger* it remained where the mystery from the panel had placed it. A white card pierced with a dagger, ■ossed over and stared. Upon the i ! the Hit" Mysteriously the place had again been filled with light, and anxiously he peered around to see who had returned. "Mrs. Barlow! Barlow!" The answering echoes, replied. Two lamps and four candles; someone had lit them. "Hunter! Hello there, Hunter!" his calling was unproductive, and the ringing silence created again that tingle in his nerves. "I'm not going to funk it and behave like a frightened girl," he muttered. "All this; if I only understood, admits of a perfectly logical explanation. I mustn't get jumpy again, but do as Hunter would do-- reason it out. A Secret Entrance "Somewhere out there in the night is Cranston or that cowled shadow--he's mad, mad as a hatter. I focussed him in the light of my tore*; there was no rnistake-, ft ECZEMA Misery Banished By One Bottle Mrs.X of Toronto, Ont., writes:... eczema broke out on my neck... druggist advised Bel-Zema... used one bottle ... got immediate relief." Bel-Zema is an entirely new idea in a treatment for eczema and kindred skia disorders. It is easily applied. Itchiness is relieved immediately. In most cases scale disappears in a few days. Bel-Zema is non-greasy--has a pleasant odour--dries quickly--does not stain or discolour clothing or bed linen --washes off easily with warm or cold water--is soothing and non-irritating in extreme cases. * For Sale By All Druggists Send 10t for Generous Trial Sample BEL-ZEMA Issue No. 23--'38 'Do not seek to interfere. Cur iosity may mean death. The Aven ger." "i_ S^ninjented Digby. "So we're Wrned' off, aTe we! Well, we'll see what Hunter says about that. "But I'm not going to stand here and get cold feet again. Action! my boy; That's it--action." He selected a leather covered cane with a business-like and effective heavy knot at the top, and pulling on a mackintosh and cap he stepped out into the cheeiless night again. CHAPTER X Crooks In Conference Mr. George Amery Benson, reputed millionaire, race horse owner and amateur farmer, laid down a telescope and grunted. A door had opened behind him and a sour-faced individual in butler's clothes coughed to announce "Well?" Mr. George Amery Benson was never noticeably polite, except to pretty girls. "What yer want? Can't yer see I'm busy?" The butler's reply rang in the wiM suMoota. i.i^v./f,vp&r,o,viv •« " " those of his millionaire master. "Mr. Gordon McClintock, sir. has arrived and is taking a little refreshment in the lounge." "Sure, he would," grunted Mr. G. A. Benson, snapping open the telescope again. The manservant coughed again a signal, this time of his departui but Benson held him with: "Say--what's that thing on t cliff edge?" That erection ov there; I've never seen it before." "No, sir. It was put up during the "Wot is it?" "A gallows, sir, or, if you like, gibbet, sir." Mr. Benson swung round stared at his man. "A . . . a . . . gallows, did you say?" Mr. Benson appegred to be shaken. "Who wants itr^ The serving man permitted a picion of a smile to flicker upon his face befSre he replied. "Well, sir, nobody wants it, so far as I know." "Say, but who put the thing-there ?" "I haven't the faintest idea, The gardeners, sir, are very superstitious." "Is that so?" drawled Mr. George Benson. Then, becoming aware that the butler was studying him intently, he suddenly bellowed: "Tell McClintock I'll be with him in a few min- Left to himself, Benson thoughtfully chewed the unlit cigar he held in his yellow teeth. "I'd like to know what it all The thought seemed to occupy him, and then with a deep-drawn breath, he turned to another dow in the high perched turreted Stitchery Moving fingers, bended head, Eyes intent on colored thread, Play of stitch on silken screen, Ivory, rose, and apple-green, As the silver needle paints Lady, knight, or haloed saints. Alphabet on homespun cloth, Sustenance for greedy moth, Latin mottoes wrought in gold On scarlet stuff or satin fold, Canvas samplers, faded brown, Quiet hands have laid them down, Leaving on embroidered page Manners of another age. Katherine van der Veer (In Christian Science Monitor.) 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Write plainly pattern number, your name and address. GQlerriaD,NGSAsNT8T0UES om, and swept the stormy hori n, seaward, with his telescope. I The building of the bloated brick house by Mr. George Bei was regarded as a foul blot ".e avsa&'S'Me.. T% J.esvgPr a position were both peculiar;^out what rendered the place especially hideous was the centre towe/, like a lighthouse, with windows commanding the sea and land for miles. As he descended the long, spiral staircase which connected his lookout with the house beneath, a second saloon car sped along his carriage drive. A thin weedy little man alighted, and was greeted by the butler. "Good morning, Mr. West. Mr. McClintock is in the lounge." "Right-o," smirked the little man. "I'll join him. Where's the boss?" "In the look-out room, sir," he paused to give emphasis to the concluding remark. "Studying the new gallows, sir." Mr. Dandy West, dud share pusher, company promoter and general swindler, stared and gulped. "Studyin' a what?" '•A gallows, sir." 'mat are you talkin' about?" "We've sprouted a gallows, sir. In the night." Dandy West tilted back his hat and stared in exasperation. "Listen," he muttered, "let me get this right. You said Benson is sprouting gallowses?" "You misunderstood, sir. I do not say that Mr. Benson erected the gallows, sir. During the night one has arisen on the cliff edge. There it is, Silently, the over-dressed little fellow stared. "What's Benson say about i finally demanded huskily. "He hasn't confided to me, s I surmise he doesn't like it; er--hardly ornamental." West glanced sharply at the butler as though to divine his mea then turning abruptly on his heel, ejaculated curtly, "I see". >vas a phenomenon without doubt. This strange grim thing, matter of wood and nails, but of such suggestive form and design. CHAPTER XI Alert For Trouble Later in the garishly furnished lounge, a trio met, consisting of Mr. George Benson, Mr. Gordon McClintock, and Mr. Dandy West. Both McClintock and West regard-d Benson from under their lids. "What's biting you?" grunted McClintock. " 'Ave a bad night last night?" "I did!" snapped Benson. "Why?" The question came from he two Benson addressed. They, like all furtive men who ived by breaking laws, were always in the alert for trouble. Their lives vere lived dangerously. "What happened?" "I can't get Mysticus out of my mind somehow." Grins of relief wreathed his he; "Mysticus? Yo"'U be goin' back Queeiid^ruje nexL, Why,, hq's t ing--of the past," laughed McClintock." "Oh, you can laugh if you want to; but I tell you guys there's more in this haunting memory than you understand. Listen to this mouthful and get grey hairs of your < Digby has brought down two fellows from London." "Wal," queried West, "and what of that?" "Only this," Benson sneered evily, "one of 'em's Maxton Hunter." He gloated upon their astounded consternation, and added quickly. "And last night the hound w busy, as you know. But we cleared up all right, although this morning on the cliff edge there's a bonny erection that has sprung up in night--a gallows, a gibbet, a thing they used to hang 'em with in th country!" Hjs listeners stared and nev spoke. They were superstitious to degree, and the mention of the name Mysticus coupled with a gallows a deadly combination. But that there was real danger as well as super natural trouble was evidenced by th< fact that Maxton Hunter was in th< neighbourhood. "What's all this got to do with Mysticus?" demanded McClintock. "That's what I can't tell you, bu I've got it here," he thumped hi chest, "that Mysticus, dead or no dead, is in this mix-up. You know how it is when you get these hunches? Somethin' gives me a kinds inside warning an' it's 'Mysticus, 'Mysticus' --. all day long in mi Pursed lips, scowls and puzzled eyes greeted this little explanation and confession. A Strange Caller If Mr. Gordon McClintock and Mr. Dandy West were at all perturbed at Hunter's proximity, they were definitely set ill-at-ease by the information that the morning's dawn had discovered a gallows erected as near as possible to the Benson estate; so near as to command the view of all the windows of the ugly modern house. "I've seen it," muttered West, and McClintock, around whom there mist of apprehension and superstitious awe, gulped and blinked. You are to be married on- ed calories, vitamins, to say nothing of calcium and phosphorus to a meal with less appearance of extra bulk than almost any other food found the pantry shelf. That is where the cook will find them invaluable, especially when preparing meals foi children with fussy appetities, underweight youngsters or invalids of any age. Eggs go into custards, puddings, sauces and salad dressings and a dozen other items where they will never be suspected, as well as served proudly by themselves or in some novel combination with other foods. Two weeks ago we gave you some egg recipes which were suitable for the general family diet. Here are some that are adapted especially for use in feeding finickey children, adults or convalescents. Boiled Custard Slightly beat 2 eggs with 4 tablespoons sugar and pinch of salt. Gradually stir in 2 cups hot milk. Cook over boiling water until mixture coats a metal spoon, stirring continuously. Add % teaspoon vanilla or other desired seasoning. Pour into sherbet glasses and chill. For summer meals and those whose diets allow it, fresh or stewed fvuit can be served with this custard. Baked Custard Add \i teaspoon salt, 4 tablespoons sugar and M teaspoon vanilla to 4 slightly beaten eggs. Add 1 quart milk and mix well. Pour into custard cups or baking dish. Dust top with cinnamon or nutmeg. Place dish in pan of hot water and bake in moderate oven until firm, 25-; utes. If knife inserted in centre of custard comes out clean, it is cooked. This gala Chocolate Bread Pudding should do wonders to restore the interest of the invalid to food. Chocolate Bret J Pudding Cut crusts from 6 slices of bread. Butter bread liberally and cut into cubes. Mix with % cup broken nut meats. Put in baking dish. Add 2 squares chocolate, grated, to 4 cups milk and heat until chocolate is melted. Add to it % cup sugar, XA teaspoon vanilla, % teaspoon salt. Pour over 4 well-beaten eggs, stirring. Pour liquid into baking dish. Place dish in pan of hot water. Bake in moderate oven until firm. Place quarters of marshmallows on top and run under broiler until they brown. When the youngster who needs milk simply refuses to drink it, thereby upsetting an otherwise peaceful home, don't wear yourself out coaxing and scolding -- try one of these delightful egg nogs which many adults will enjoy too. Efeg Note No. 1 Beat 1 egg with 2 teaspoons sugar, and a dash of salt until thoroughly blended. Add % cup milk and mix well. Strain. Flavor with grated nutmeg or cinnamon, or vanilla extract. Part cream may be used instead of all milk if desired. Egg Nog No. 2 Beat yolk of egg with 2 teaspoons sugar and a speck of salt until "Funny, isn't it," hasped Benson, "just what any guy can find in sticking up a thing like that." The butler with the mask-like face appeared at the door, prefacing his arrival with a diplomatic cough. "Sir," he began, and then sensing the strained atmosphere, he awaited his master's permission to proceed. "Wal, what now?" barked Benson. "A caller, sir, a rather strange gentleman." Three pairs of shifty eyes were focussed on the speaker. McClintock, whose natural sense of danger was keenly aroused, made a strategic move towards the French window leading into the garden. He was a great believer in the open countryside in any such emergency. His car stood waiting on the carriage drive. (TO BE CONTINUED) jreamy. Add % cup milk and flavoring as suggested above. Mix well. Whip white until foamy bu- nst dry and fold in lightly, saving a tea-spoonful to make "puff" on top of drink. The extra frill on the top of the glass will make it doubly attractive to the younger generation. Chocolate Egg Nog Beat 1 egg with 1 teaspoon of sugar and speck of salt. Add 2/3 cup milk and 2 tablespoons chocolate syrup. Mix well and serve very cold. Chocolate Syrup 4 or 5 squares unsweetened chocolate 1 cup sugar 2/3 cup hot water 2 egg yolks, slightly beaten. Melt chocolate over hot water; cool to lukewarm. Add sugar to water, stirring until sugar is dissolved; then cool to lukewarm. 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