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RESjS, THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT., 'JUNE 9, 1935 Of Special Interest to Women Readers THE AVENGER by Walter Forder CHAPTER XII Cranston Delivers a Messag« "A 'strange' gentleman has called," echoed Benson, "why strange?" "He won't give a name sir," explained the butler, "but says something about the spirits having sent him; got a message from you, sir. I can't make him out." Benson gave a despairing roll of his bloodshot eyes. "Then chuck him out." The butler, who had long since been used to unexpected crudities of speech, replied with a passive face. "Very good, sir." At his exit the apprehensive glances of the three met. "You're all cracked down here?" grinned West, in an effort to restore the wonted calm, but Benson stood listening and McClintock was obviqjusly bordering on panic. Wild eyed, the man McClintock, who knew equally well the name of Rube, muttered apprehensively: "Something's going to happen, mark my words. The howling of that hound, this gallows affair, and now a cove what says he comes from the spirits, why it's--" "Shurrup, you rat." Who Are You? Further conversation was made impossible by the door quietly opening and a startlingly quaint figure presented itself in the aperture. The three faced about and stared. "Who are you?" gasped Ben- Slowly the waxen features of the man at the door wrinkled into a ghastly semblance of a grin before he chose to answer. Benson rapped out: "How did you get in here, what do you want?" The visitor advanced a step or two into the room, pacing the ground heavily like an automaton and never for once releasing that hideous grin. His eyes were fixed upon Benson as he moved. "D'yer hear me--get out--who . are yqu'«"_____ assumption of bravado, did much to unnerve further the timorous McClintock. "I have a message for you, Mr. Benson," croaked the caller. "Well, why not leave it with my servants? Where's my man? I tola him not to admit you." "I have a message from another sphere for all you gentlemen." The words were repeated, ignoring the other's remarks. "See here, you git--you quit! We don't want you or your message. Hike him out!" Benson addressed the butler, who had reappeared looking very worried Before the manservant moved Cranston had uttered one word that electrified his hearers. "That you must find the message of interest, gentlemen, I am sure; it contained the word 'Syracuse'." Had he thrown a bomb he could not have created greater consternation. CHAPTER XIII The Scarecrow Hunter faced his host over a "bachelor" breakfast they had made for themselves. Digby was responsible for the coffee, eggs and bacon, whilst Hunter had spread the feast with all the items he could find in the roomy pantry of Owl's Croft. Mrs. Barlow's disappearance had given them more than conjecture; it had necessitated their doing Dentists recommend Wrigley's Gum as an aid to strong, healthy teeth, cleanses them of food particles, massages the gums. Aidsdi-gestion,relievesstuffy feeling after meals. Helps keep you healthy! Take some home for the children too -- they will love it! csjs AAAAAAAAAAA Issue No. 24-- '38 domestic tasks. The crockery was a trifle mixed, but as Hunter explained jocularly, it had never been a claim of his to excel as a housemaid. "That old summer house of yours at the bottom of the garden, Digby, ever explored it?" "There's nothing to explore. It's a one-room shack, built to command sea views. I've hardly even seen the place." "Just so," Hunter smiled, "but I explored it last night. Cranston disappeared into it, so I felt it was well worth while to investigate. It's only in the best circles of magicians that a man -- or whatever this Scarecrow creature is--could manage a disappearing act in a one-room summer house. It was too dark to carry on last night, so I left further exploration for daylight." "I guessed you'd come from some dusty old corner when I found you last night in the garden. Your shoulders and hat were handsomely fe=looned with cobwebs. You see, I'm getting detective minded." Hunter laughed. "Yes, I daresay it is a bit cobwebby down those old stairs." Digby stared. "What stairs are you talking about, Hunter? I know of no stairs in the summer house. It is one room with a flat floor." "Apparently, yes," agreed the detective, 'but our friend knows a good deal more about Owl's Croft than its owner. There are stairs there, and the Scarecrow uses them for his aims." "Stairs-- aim--? Don't be cryptic. Do you suggest Cranston is concerned in the mysteries of this tost emphatically I do, my dear fellow, and when this meal is over we'll explore together." Later, Hunter leading the way, they went over the scene of the previous night's search for Cranston in the garden. Taking the left-hand side of the lawn, they went directly to the summer ,f overgwn the ouffl round it for sn feet the i'en a blade ground was bare of grass. "You'll admit that's peculiar," indicated Hunter; "A riot of weeds on both sides, and this ring of sterility around the old place. Looks like a path made by heavy and continuous traffic." "Would you be interested in the story of the place, Hunter, or does your highly trained mind reject such old wives' tales?" asked Dig-by. "I'd be profoundly interested," replied the detective seriously. "Well, the story goes that this is a spot under a curse. Back in the days of the Georges a newly-married pair came to Owl's Croft for their honeymoon. Hardly the location for a honeymoon, but such is the yarn. "The bride, so it is said, loved this old summer-house. Once whilst she .vas here alone, the ghost hound, Old Shageen, came out. History doesn't explain how the hound surmounted this old hut, and this track of bare ground it r 'And the brand new bride?" queried Hunger. The "Dead" Path "Was dead of course," continued Digby, "and thereafter the old summer-house was cursed and avoided." "Nasty spot," agreed Hunter. "Of course, it's all bosh," laughed Digby. Stepping across the barren path Hunter pushed open the crazy and rotting door of the summer-house. Together they peered within. A dim, dusty room, cob-webbed and spider-ridden; on the seaward side a diamond paned window permitted a little light, but clustering ivy pressed close, so that the light was tinted green. "Not much to look at, but the interest lies in the stairway. I reached this spot last night, just after you had your rather startling interview with Cranston when he planted his gibbet." "So you were there?" Digby's cheeks flamed as he remembered the hasty exit he had made from the scene. "I viewed the episode in the light of your torch from here. He indicated the other side of the garden, where the wilderness merged on to the cliff-top. There, just beyond the grassy verge that bordered the precipitous sandstone cliff, were a series of steps Knees Went Stiff In His Sleep Agony to Move Them When He Awoke "For three years," writes this City man, "I suffered with pains across the lower part of my back. In the morning, I awoke with knees so stiff that it was agony to move them. Special treatment would make the pain a little easier --but that was all. Then a friend recommended Kruschen, which my doctor said I might take. I began with about a coffee-spoonful first thing in the morning. To my surprise I found my rheumatic aches and pains disappearing. I kept on with Kruschen, and although I am more than middle-aged, I have been free from pain for two years, and able to go to my office every day."--A.W. Rheumatic conditions are often the result of an excess of uric acid in the body. Two of the ingredients of Kruschen Salts have the power of dissolving uric acid crystals. Other ingredients assist Nature to expel the dissolved crystals through the natural channels. Right to Nag If a husband comes home late his wife has an inherent right to "nag" him, said Judge Cox in court at Indianapolis, U.S.A. He gave the ruling when a young husband admitted that he beat his wife because of her nagging. SALADS with a Mission Here are two food questions which many women have asked themselves and their neighbors again and again, sometimes finding the right answers and more often not. "Can you suggest • something new for me to serve my bridge club? I'm so tired of the same old refreshments, but I haven't a new idea to my name." "Can I get some help in getting my family to eat the variety of fresh vegetables they need?" Well, here are the answers. Tea Room Salad, so named because it had its first success in an exclusive Ontario tea room, is the kind of a recipe you simply love to get hold of because it's so different, both in taste and appearance. You'll see what we mean when you read the list of ingredients and realize just how different and delicious it is when you actually try it out. When you serve this the bridge elub meeting is bound to be a success. It's a trick that will be a prize for the winner, a solace for the loser and, no matter what the talley says, will add points to the hostess' score. Tea Room Salad 1 package lemon jelly powder 1 cup warm water Laura Wheeler Solves Your Need For Doilies With Jiffy Crochet JIFFY CROCHET DOILIES PATTERN 1715 Don't be lacking doilies when you can make such lovely ones as these in little time in 4 strands of string. The three sizes lend themselves to luncheon and buffet sets and to doilies. Pattern 1715 contains directions for making doilies; illustrations of them and of stitches; materials required; photograph of doily. Send 20 cents in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Wilson Needlecraft Dept., 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto. Write plainly Pattern Number, your Name and Address. cut into the face. These gave onto a path which communicated with the ruined summer-house and the "dead" path. "So that's how the Scarecrow vanished!" remarked Digby. ' "It was here I picked him up. Now watch." Hunter passed on into the interior of the hut. Inserting his hand into a gap in the wall, where the ancient plaster had fallen away, his hand gripped something, he pulled sharply. A rusty squeaking and rumbling resulted, and a cunningly concealed trap in the floor lifted. Peering down, the pair beheld a dirty flight of steps, cut apparently into the soft cliff. Their end was wrapped in gloom. "Your torch," Hunter requested, stepping without further discussion into the trap in the floor. Digby passed the flash lamp and silently the pair stepped down, prey to the liveliest excitement. The stairway appeared to descend parallel with the face of the cliff, and not until a shingle floor was reached did they see anything of note. They stepped into a, roughly hewn room shaped from the soft cliff; with walls boarded with comparatively new match-boarding. Upon a bench were two primus stoves, together with many plant pots, tins and brushes; a queer chemical smell pervaded the cave, a low cavern roof permitting them to stand upright. Hunter flashed the torch around. Hanging on a set of pegs were two or three oily coats and sou'-westers, and nearby stood seamen's top boots. More steps and a path ran towards what they judged was the sea, and another extended into [FEET HURT? Bad Disposition Shows In Face A thoughtful look around at the faces of mature women should convince anyone that grandmother's quip about handsome is as handsome does was a profound remark indeed. Lines are inevitable, of course. But there are lines and lines. The ones which laughter and sympathetic dismay, even tears, put in her face never make any woman unattractive. But lines caused by a sulky disposition, temper tantrums, envy, greed, hate and self-pity certainly do. Grass Bachelor Everyone's heard of the grass widow--but out in Ceylon, 34-year-old Carolis plays the part of local grass bachelor. He eats nothing else but grass and says he enjoys perfect health. the depth of the cliff behind (TO BE CONTINUED) COLEMAN HOTPLATES DO BIG-STOVE JOBS Make and Burn Own Gas,, Ciiv.city-lik.BMCookingservice ier«. Light instantly. Rtgo- V, 1 can (1*4 cups) tomato soup 1 tablespoon vinegar 2 packages (6 ounces) cream cheese 1 V2 cups celery, finely diced % cup mayonnaise Dissolve jelly powder in warm water. Add tomato soup and vinegar. Chill. Cream cheese until soft. Add celery and mayonnaise. When jelly is cold and syrupy, fold in cheese mixture. Chill until slightly thickened. Turn into individual molds. Chill until firm. Unmold on crisp lettuce. Garnish with mayonnaise. Serves 8. In case you are faced with two entertaining problems within a short time, we are including another delicious salad. It suggests all the splendor and magnificence of the days in which the Cardinal for whom it is named, lived. Richelieu Salad 1 package cherry jelly powder 1V& cups warm cherry juice % cup olive liquor lVz cups canned sweet .red cherries, quartered % cup stuffed olives, sliced 1/3 cup blanched almonds, if desired. Dissolve jelly powder in warm cherry juice. Add olive liquor. Chill. When slightly thickened, fold in cherries and olives. Pour small amount of jelly in mold; arrange almonds on it. Chill until firm. Pour on remaining jelly. Chill until firm. Unmold on crisp lettuce. Garnish with mayonnaise. Serves 6. And now for that ever-present problem, the family's diet. This Year Round jelly salad is guaranteed to overcome the resistance of the most anti-vegetable youngster. Bits of gayly colored vegetables show temptingly through the clear green. There's celery, and shredded cabbage; deep green pepper; and red pimento. It takes only a few minutes longer to prepare than a plain salad made of the same familiar vegetables but what a difference between the two! This glorified salad will catch the eye and make young rebels forget that they are not supposed to like the things they see there. Year Round Salad 1 package lime jelly powder 1 pint warm water 2 tablespoons vinegar % teaspoon salt Momlets me; * sweeten my J cereal j with 1 bee mm \ Syrup. TRY IT TOMORROW % cup shredded, cabbage 1 cup chopped celery 1 pimento chopped 1 tablespoon chopped green pep-Dissolve jelly powder in warm water, add vinegar and salt. Chill until thick and syrupy. Fold in vegetables. Turn into molds and chill until firm. Unmold on lettuce and garnisl with mayonnaise. Serves 6. Chocolate Sauce 2 squares cooking chocolatt 1 cup Bee Hive Corn Syrup 1 cup white augar 2 tbsp. corn starch 1 cup light cream or milk Vi cup clear coffee 2 tbsps. butter % tsp. vanilla Vs tsp. salt. Melt chocolate in top of double boiler. Dissolve corn starch in milk and add all but vanilla to double boiler. Mix thoroughly and cook 40 minutes, stirring occasionally. Take from heat and add vanilla. Keep in refrigerator or cool place. Use over ice cream or any plain pudding. Makes three cups. Thin with milk if necessary. The fifty million doi'.ar Exhibition at | Glasgow will demonstrate the progress of 1 the British Empire .. 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