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""i^tlf^i â- *bW'-~'T 4 I < 9'^ The Phantom of the Opera BY GASTON LEROUX CHAPTER VIII. AT THE MASKED BALL. "This time 7Mi« voica without a ^x^J ""^^^ ""^ singing; and certainly Raoul had nev«r in hii life heard anything mcr* absolutely and heroically sweet, mora Ifloriously inaidious, more delicate, more powerful, in short, more irresist- ibly triumphant. lie listened to it in 11 fever and he now began to under- <<tand how Christine Daae was able to appear one evening, before tiie stupeiied audience, with accents of a beauty hitherto unknown, of a Buper- human exaltation, while doubtless I still under the iiifluence of the myster- ious and invisible master. I The voice was singing the Wedding- | night Song from Romeo and Juliet, i "It's he!" he exc. aimed. he shall not escape me!" ...„ ^ _. , J , But Christine had slammed the door Raoul saw Christine stretch out her The envelope was covered with mud at the moment when Raoul wa.s on the arm.s to the voice as she had done, in and unstamped. It boi* the words, point of rushing out. He tried to push Perros churchyard, to the invisible J ^'Ju^ " „ .*1^;:'* ^'.'^°'"'^* ^*"'^' "e*" a«»'i«- violin playing The Resurrection of de Chagny, with the address in pen- "Whom do you mean by 'he'?" she Lazarus. , cil. It must have been flung out in asked, in a changed voice. "Who shall The strains went throuj^h Raoul's the hope that a passer-by would pick not escape you?" heart. Struggling against the charm up the note and deliver it, which was "Who?" he repeated angrily. "Why,-that .seemed to deprive him of all hi.<? what happened. The note had been he, the man who hides behind that win and all his energy and of almost picked up^ on the pavement of the hideou.s mask of deathi . . . The evil ^\\ his lucidity at the moment whe-i Place de I'Opera. [genius of the churchyard at Perros! he needed them most, he succeeded in Raoul read it over again with fever-'- • • R«d Death! ... In a word, your drawing back the curtain that hid ed eye.s. No more was needed to re- friend . . . your Angel of iMusicI . . . him and he walked to where Chri.stine vive his hope. The sombre picture But I shall snatch olf his mask, as I stood. She herself was moving to the which he had for a moment imagined shall snatch off my own, and, this back of the room, the whole wall of of a Christine forgetting her duty to time, we shall look each other in' the which was occupied by a great mirror herself made way for his original con- 'ace, he and I, with no veil and no lies that reflected her image, but not his, oeption of an unfortunate, innocent between us; and I shall know whom for he was just behind her and entire- child, the victim of imprudence and you 'o^e and who loves you!" j ly covered by her. e.xaggerated sensibility. To what ex-| "In the name of our^^love, Raoul, ^ Chr'ctine walked toward her image tent, at this time, was she really a y<»J shall not pass! ..." . ' in the glass and the image came to- victim? Whose prisoner was she? He stopped. What had she said? ward her. The two Christinesâ€" the Into what whirlpool had she been In the name of their love? Never real one and the reflection â€" ended by; Bragged? | before had she confessed that she touching; and Raoul put out his arms Thus did Raoul's thoughts fly from'!°^*'*i"T" '^â- "/' *" ^'^^"^ «' childish to clasp the two in one embrace. Sut, 'â-  one extreme to the other. He no ' .,^?°' .* ^"i'^^ . , i by a sort of dazzling miracle that sent , longer knew whether to pity Christine ,-"" 'f' ^^'^ you do not -ove me him staggering. Raoul was suddenly, or to curse her; and he pitied and ^"'^ you have never ioved me! What flung back, while an icy blast swept ^ a poor fellow I must be to let you over his face ; he saw, not two, but : mock and flout me as you have done!" four, eight, twenty Christines spin- ' "You will beg my pardon, one day, ning round him, laughing at him and i cursed her turn and turn about. At ail events, he bought a white domino. The hour of the appointment came at last. With his fa?e in a mask trimmed with long, thin lace, looking ' like a pierrot in his white wrap, the viscount thought himself very ridicu- lous. Men of the world do not go to the Opera ball in fancy-dress ! It was absurd. This ball was an exceptional aflfair, given some time before Shrovetide, in honor of the anniversary of the birth of a famous draftsman; and it was expected to be much gayer, noisier, more Bohemian than the ordinary masked ball. Numbers of artists had arranged to go, accompanied by a whole cohort of models and pupils, v/ho, by midnight, began to create a tremendous din. ' Raoul climbed the for all those «gly words, Raoul, and fleeing so swiftly that he could not I wh^n you do I shall forgive you!" 1 touch one of them. At last, every- , TWO-PIECE FflS MAJESTY'S HOBBY The Finest G>Ilection of British Empire Stamps in the WoiU is Kept in an Upper Room in Buckingham Palace. It Was Built Up by iU Royal Owner. H. .\I. KiuK CeorKti ukes stump col- lecting very serloiLsly. and when one of the dnest i ollection.-! of postagu alanips In tlie world came under the aiictjimeer'.'t hummer recently it was only natural that his .Majesty should be represniited at the mile. This remarkable collection, whose disposal drew philatelii-ts from all pa4s of the world to I»ndon. was dls- covere<l In the attic of a .Mayfair man- I sion. The .itamiw were bouglu in the is un early .Mauritius MAiav which he bought years ago for £1,400. and which Is to-day worih 4,0iW gufne*«- It Is a relic of the days when an old waiclimaker struck the staMipa of .Mauritius singly with a hand-die. His .Majes'ty is very proud of a sec- tion Jevote«l to "errors'" and curiosi- ties." Typical of this section is a stamp on which "peuce" is spelt "penoe." I 'sljttleri lor less than £40. and wheu . o â- Â» â-  j .i. v»#,„ 1 put-up for auction brought In no less : Royalty Leads the Way. ' than £5.359. j Tlie collection also Inrcludes relioa j Empire stamps figured la.rRe!y in the ' of days when ama.:, outlying parts of collection, prominent among them be- j the Empire ran out of stamps of a par- I Ing a block of stamps from Ceylou j jifular valu«*. in such circumstances it I which cost the original ooUector .is., ' 1 and which realized £650. A block, I ! or unbroken shoet, of .stamps pre- 1 served Intact is much more valuable I than the sQine number of single . .stamps. I Doubtless it was the Empire stamps which Intarested the King, l^ough he has often been described as a "col- lector of foreign stamivs," you could look through all the 300 U.'athi'r-lKJund voiumes that, hold his collection with- out finding a .single stamp of a tore:,in- country. His Majesty Is actually a collector of Empire stamps, and bis stamp library is regarded as the finetit of itis kind in the world. â-  Among the King's Treasures. At times parties of philatelists have visited the Palace to see this wonder- ful collection, which is kept In an up- per room of Buckingham Palace. VMien they have done so the King haa was the custom to tise a stamp of the nen highest value, printing the new I value over it in black. In one case this ! overprinted value wa- put ou upside j down, maidug the specimen a curl- ' oslty and error In one. j Many of the curiosities and errors 1 relate to i»Lamp« of current Ibsue and i bearing the King's own head. One i might mis4akenly imagine that ox- I ample!) of such mistakes would be of- i fered to his Majesty, but it 1b the duly j of the examiners to destroy every '. stamp that is not entirely correct, and only those that have escaped their rigilance get on the market. Elven if such stamps were offered to the King, it is certain that he would refii.se them. He prefei^ to get his specimens as other people get theirs by purchase and exchange. It w^s the King who started a stamp fashion that has beiome popular every- been there, seeking for fresh informa- , whereâ€" that of coHecting In blocks of , _ . I - ..v,-w^vi:. COSTUME .APPROV- The boy stepped forward, stagger- ; thing stood ?till again; and he saw ED BY SMART WOMEN ing as he went. He risked one more himself in the glass. But Christine rp . "., " ' sarcasm: I had disappeared L Two-piece sports and tai.ored cos- "Oh, you must let me come and ap-' He rushed up to the glass. He '^'^"'*^ '^^^ things of much n:ore elab-, , _ \f„.o.t„ plaud you from time to time!" ' struck at the walls. Nobody! ] oration v.s far as fabric is concerned, i '•io" o^ '^^ =*"bject of which he is al- , fo'"'- ^^ i'en he can do s^ h^ Majesty "I shall never sing a^ain, Raoul!" Which way, which way had Chris- : than those worn earlier in the season, ! r^'"'*' » "na.sler. ; alwa>6 Uuj'S In tnis way. "Really?" he ireplied, still more tine gone? . . Which way would she ' which were usually developed in jer-j So keen la the King on philately that , .V block of four is four stamps torn tirioallv. ".So bo is takinp' von otf ..„!• 1 j ggyj jjjj crepes. Now the modish! '^ '^* '^ missing during any of his rare : off the sheet not in strip fashion, but "So he is taking you olf return? And was the voice not ; satirically. _ . _ ^__ the stage. I. congratulate you! . . .1 V.^ould she return? .\las, had she ! attitude is towards ma'dng the=e cos """" "^ leisure whon in residence, ' so that they are two wide and two But we shall nieet in the Bois, one of, not declared to him that everything! tumes in crece satins and veU-^t nr .'some member of his family will say: deep. They are rare, because In the combination of both. In the model ' "" '^ ^^"'^ '" "*' '° ^^^ stamp- , old days it was the custom of post- pictured here satin has been chosen ' '"°'^'°-" {offices to sen-e Quantities of stamps for the new finjjer-tip length blousei ^"® °' "'^ King.s jrreai.'t-t Ijargains ; in strips. and velvet for the skirt. The velvet j '. was employed to fashion the snug- 1 ff fitting collar, cuffs and trimming- these evenings!" j was finished? "Not in the Bois nor anywhere, repeating: Raoul: you shall not see me again . "; .,^^^6 links thee to me for ever May one ask at least to what dark-, ^^^^ ^ day!" ness you are returning? . . For what- j^ j^g^ t^ whom? hell you are leaving, mysterious lady. or for what paradise?" Then, worn out, beaten, empty- motley dresses displayed all the way up the marble steps, one of the richest settings in the world, allowed no face- (To be continued.) est flared movement. The diagram shows just how to put the dress to- gether, and No. 1243 is in sizes 16, 18 and '20 years (3 4, 36 and 38 inches biist). Size 18 years (36 bust) re- quires 4Va yards 36-inch, or 2% yards 54-inch material. The bodice top of skirt requires I'i yards 36-inch addi- tional lining, or with ribbon straps over the shoulders % yard. Price 20c. Our Fashion Book, illustrating the ' °""'^^ "P"'^'"«. "'""Si^'!"'."'^ "°"^' '^u' newest and most practical styles will ; ">« constntctivo will bring u. to the be of interest to every home dress- ' '^"'^'f P"°^ P'«« '^^^c'^ ^^^^ «â- ">" i,„_ D.; c .u.. u„„i. ,A ,._ I thing that Is destr grand staircase at five minutes to -i xame lo leii you, aear, out i can i " ,""v '^i- â-  <â- " >• -J J-"* '-"'• t;i,„ KonJo tv,^ ^t-;,.*- ;^ ;.^:-„^ *„ u i-" twelve, did not linger to look at the teU you now . . you would not believe-i ^»^«^^ ^\^'ZT if .^^ff-, tf^K^nJ? ' ^^^ n'n/^ . is joined to a bodice «.-... ^, ^Y^^ ^^^^ , J^ ^^.^^ .^ ^ , her, he let Ws head fa 1_ into l"^ hands. â- . top and has two inverted piaits at it is finished!" "Who isjhis Erik; he said. , the front to add freedom and the lat- She spoke in such a despairing' tious mask to withdraw him into a voice that the lad began to feel re- i war of wits, replied to no jests and morse for his cruelty. I shook off the bold familiarity of a "But look here!" he cried. "Can't number of couples who had already I you tell me what all this means? You! become a trifle too gay. Cros.^ing the | are free, there is no one to interfere big crush-rccni and escaping from a ; with you. . . You go about Paris. . . mad whirl of dancers in which he was 1 You put on a domino to come to the caught for a moment, he at last enter- j ball. . . Why do you not go home? . . ed the room mentioned in Christine's ; What have you been doing in this past letter. He found it crammed; for this j fortnight? . . What is this tale about small spaoi> was the point where all i the Angel of Music? Some one may those going to supper in the Rotunda have taken you in, played upon your crossed those who were returning fromj innocence. I was a witness of it my- taking a glass of champagne. The fun, ! self, at Perros . . but you know what here, waxed fast and furious. ] to believe now. You seem to me quite Raoul leaned against a door-post sensible, Christine. You know what and waited. He did not wait long. A ! you are doing. . . Explain yourself, ' black domino pas.sed and gave a quick; Christine, I beg of you! Any one squeeze to the tips of his fingers. He j might have been deceived as I was. ' understood that it was she and follow- 1 What is this farce?" ed her: Christine simply took off her mask "Is that you, Christine?" he asked, and said: "Dear, it is a tragedy!" between his teeth. | Raoul now saw her face and could The black domino turned round not restrain an exclamation of sur- promptiy and raised her finger to her [ prise and J;error. The fresh eomple.x- lips, no doubt to warn him not to nwn- ' ion of former days was gone. A mort- ' tlon her name again. Raoul continued jal pallor covered those features, which to follow her in silence. | he had known s<J charming and so As Raoul or.ce more passed through j gently, and sorrow had furrowed them the great crush-room, this time in the, with pitiless lines and traced dark^jjo has Inherited the unique right of wake of his guide, he could not help , and unspeakable sad shadbws under j^g^jjj^jjj,, j^^^j ^^^ jj, ^^^ presence of noticing a group -Crowding round a I her eyes . the , English King.' This privilege person whose disguise, eccentric airi "My dearest! My dearest!" he ,^ , . â-  f, , ,i,„ n,^„ nf k^^d gruesome api^arance were caus- moaned, holding out his arms. "You f?â„¢^ ^.r!'." L". """ f"°V '^^J'"!**. °f ing a sensation. It was. a man dress- ed all in scarlet, with a huge hat and feathers on the top of a wonderful death's head. From his shoulders [ The two sre:iteet poisons In life are ] fear and worry. If these could be i eradicated â€" and they can â€" then never . once need we falter. These poisons ' affect the blood, dim our outlook, batten death and disease, i For success we need to enter into I relationship with all contiuerors and i conquering things. Things that p.'-o- i -to.-i. Cecil f oresier Men and promised to forgive me ..." "^nry VIII. The amusing part of the "Perhaps! . . Some day, perhaps!" story is that young Forester cares not she said, resuming her mask; and she a whit for this hat right, antl says that went away, forbidding him, with a the only time he ever was in the pre- hung an immense red-velvet cloak, | gesture, to follow her. .sence of the King was in a ballroom. which trailed along the floor like a He tried to disobey her; but she And then he wasn't wearing a hat! king's train; and on this cloak was i turned round and repeated her ges-; « embroidered, in gold letters, which j ture of famwell with such authority | Ancient Yet Modem. every one read and repeated aloud, : that he dared not move a step. i "Don't touch me! I am Red Death] His footsteps took him to tha^ room stalking abroad!" Then one, greatly daring, did try to touch him . . . but a skeleton hand shot out of a crimson sleeve and vio- Foot Lorno are so called because of where "he'had first known sVffering. . a resemblance to a corn or barley that maker. Price of the book 10 cents the copy. « â€" Diary in Cipher. Ju§t a 1 ui^dred years ago was pub- lished the world's moet extraordinary work. It was by a great public ligure , named Pepys â€" pronounced "Peeps." , ! Half of each night he sat up writ- i Ing. till he almost went blind â€" writing I the queerest work that has ever oc- I curred to man. This was a Diary of ' the real truth about himself ."jnd ' everyone else, but written in cipher so that nobody could read it. 1 Pepys tells us how he bribed, and ' took bribes, how he got drunk and ; WPS sorry next moruiuE; how he once | ; struck his wile and then kissed her | an elephant by a hair. : and made it up. j Mixed with the bad there Is a lot of good. We read how really fend he was of his wife, and how it troubled him to grieve her â€" when he had been found out! We read also how he set out to reform this and that s.iandal. For, thiakiag that the Diary could never be read, Pepys put down the truth. That long after his death somebody thing that Is destnictlve. The challenge Is always there, and we ought to accept it and win through, are not on the losing eide It Is alwavs true '.hat love is strong- ^o^"^ "^y^- "^^^ ""'"«! er than hatred, and gcHKiwill is always!'-" him that beb^vetb.' within. N'ever mind whether ycu have tried and failed. Try again. You were not able to walk the first time you put your foot lo the ground, and ycu had not conquereil the 'winged art" wheu you learned the shorthand alphabe'. You ha<l to try much and often; and if one will determine that he will beautify hl.s corner of the world by his kindness and sympathy he will do it. Psychologists say that If we learn LO concentrate on anything we shall attract that thing to us. whether it be wealth, health, baauy, pcwer or God; and these things epell victory. If you are passe<l In the i-sce. don't give up running, for you are not beaten. Whilst 'l.*e courses in your veins you The Old are possible Then what- a stimulating faccur. Malice will cor- [ ^^"^r >'0"r ^^^- wbeiher It be learning rode and tear down, whilst love is al- « language, or pursuing buslne.ss. or ways a savour to life. Meet hatred doui^tlc worries, believe that you can with hatred and you will degrade your- : '^'^ >"" ^^"^'• self; meet It with kindness and yoa â-  " » become elevate<l. and a'.so the one who j^^ Inverted-Jar Trick. Lay a lemo.T on the table and place The prob- U. la a wonderful i bears you hatred, fact, but it Is real. . . , ,_ „•, ..„,„! a jar upside down over it. who have thimgn: in aa agfs , ' . , , -^ , , ,. , , , „. ,,,,„ lem !s to pick up the Ja.- and ul;.ce It chmes have come to know this i u . • , â-  J , , . _, .,„ .„„ „„„, „.y,„ , on another taulf-wich the lemon sull truth. There is a Pei-sian sage who! He tapped at the door. There was no cau be picked out. Three hundred answer. He entered, as he had enter- jears ago corns were treated precteely ed when he looked everywhere for "the as thev are to-day and a recipe of 1620 > ,, „,,,'„,,„ ^^^^ „,., ,,,„ „i„,,„^ love " lently seized the rash one's wrist; and, man's voice." The room was empty, g^ys- "corns ou the feet are to be ' ^'""^"^ patiently work out the cipher, love. he, feeling the clutch of the knuckle- A gas-jet was burning, turned down ^.^j ^^ soaked and rubbed with a pen- bones, the furious grasp of Death, low. He saw some writing-paper on ., , „„„-.((. every evenine upon re- Uttered a cry of pain and terror. ; a little desk. He thought of writitig ' \ °' "'I" , _„ ^'"^ *^°' ,^, , ^°^^ When Red Death released him at last, to Christine, but he heard steps in the '"•«°«' " 'f^^' '^"^"^ ^^""'^ "«="' said: "Always meet petulance with j gentleness, and perverseness with ' klndnss. .-V gentle hand can lead even ' Reply to thine ' enemy with gentleness. Opposition lo peace is sin." But he says: "If a man j foolishly does me wrong I will return . him the protection of my ungrudging love. The more evil (?onies from him, the more good sihall go from me." The Chinese havj this proverb: "The wise man avenges injuries by benefits." : Whilst the Hindu believes: "Return good fcr evil, overcome anger by love, ; hatred never ceaseis by hatired but by ; Persons w!;.i attempt to perform this feat will try to scoop up the lemon. But tliat Is uot ullowe-.t. The Jar must be uiouth down all the time. The real mot hod of performing the trick requires a little pr.ictlce. but the knack ie scon acquired Take hold of the jar an>i whirl it rapidly about. The lemon will speed around inside the Jar. and as soon as it ie traveling at a good rate curry the jar over to tiia other table, whirling It all the time. Set it down and the lemon jvlll still be !Q£ld«. he ran away like a very madman, pur- sued by the jeers of the bystanders. It was at this moment that Raoul passed in front of the funereal mas- querader, who had just happened to passage. He had only time to hide in o"t ^^ "t •'^a" Pa'^ed ^"f' » '^"^^P the inner room, which was separated tolfe. If a cc^n hangs by a small neck from the dressing-room by a curtain. It should be tied with a silk string and Christine entered, took off her mask it will come away. To etop the pains with a weary movement and flung it of a corn cover the corn with a piece And he nearly on 4*e table.' She sighed and let Tier of adhesive -plaster with a hole cutl of turn in his direction eclaimed : "The death's head Guirec!" | No, for Raoul heard her murmur He had recognized him! .... He, "Poor Erik!" wanted to dart forward, forgetting; Christine began to write, deliberate- Christine; but the black domino, who;ly, calmly and so placidly that Raoul. also seemed a prey to some strange! who was still trembling from the excitement, caught hini by the arm and ! effects of the tragedy that separated dragged him from the crush-room, far; them, was painfully impressed. from the mad crovird through which ; She wrote on, filling two, three, four Red Death was stalking. | sheets. Suddenly, she raised her They went up two floors. Here the [head and hid the sheets in her bodice: stairs and corridors were almost de- j . . . She seemed to be listening. . . . ; â- erted. Then Christine, whom he j Raoul also listened. . . Whence came' recognized by the sound of her voice, that strange sound, that distant closed the door behind them and warn- rhythm? . . X faint sound .seemed to, ed him, in a whisper, to remain at j issue from the walls . . yes, it was as, the back of the box and on no account; though the walls themselves were was tha last thing Pep>'s expected. Still, it gave us in a way the world's most human book. .> A Hobo. What Is a hobo? The iiopular ans- wer would probably be "a tramp." Not. so! There are certain nice distinc- i lions to be obs-erved. worker pressed and us the corn rise* add more i adhesive plasters cut like the tlr^t." .\ hobo is a .pretty head fall into her two hands. throug"h'it sJ that the com "ma'v 'be ' '"'^'^""â- >' '^"••keiâ€" a man. like the Perros-i What was she thinking of? Of Raoul? „^„,^, ^,, ^^ ^^o corn ris^s a.l.I i",>„r^ | harvest hand in the West or the .um- I'berjack in the North -woods, who ^ i moves from place to place, as work Th? wood of the red or Norway pine offers. .\ tramp, on the other hand, is is heavier, harder and more resinous a migratory loafer, and a bum a sla- than while pine, but it is used for ilonary loafer. One shwild be careful i the same purpo.se. j in such matters. ' Now the question is: (."an this be practised In a world like ours? I can Imagine someone saying; "Ys. this is all very well in theory, but If you had to live where I do and among the peo- ple 1 have to meet, you would say l«ss about love and more about holding your own aud gelling your own backl "• But we were talking about success and the successful, and if one is lo re- turn evil for evil and railing for rail- ing he is not successful neither Is he trying to win success. â- Every man can decide for himself In these things, and if a man' will win, he can. lu anything and everything. It is his privilege and the power is to show him-self. Raoul took off his singing! The song b2came plnin- mask. Christine kept hers on. And, ! er . . . the words were now distin when Raoul was about to ask her to guishable ... he heard a voice, a j remove it, he was surprised to see her | very l>eautiful, very soft, very capti-| put her ear to the partition and listen j vating voice . . but. for all its soft-j eagerly for a sound outside. Then ness, it remained a male voice •he oncned the door ajar, looked out into the corridor and, in a low voice, said: "He mu.1t have gone up higher." Suddenly she exclaimed: "He Is com- ing down again I" She tried to close the door." but Raoul prevented her; for he had seen, on the top step of th« staircase that led to the floor above, a red foot, fol The voice came nearer and nearer . . it came through the wall . . it ap- proached . . and now the voice waij in the room, in front of Christine. Christine ro."!" and addressed the voice, as though speaking to some one: "Here 1 am. Erik." she said. "I am ready. But you arc late." Raoul. peeping from behind the cur- tain, could not believe his eyes, which lowed by another . . . and slowly, | showed him nothins:. Christine's face majestically, the whole scarlet dress i Ht up. .^ smiie of happiness appear- of Red l>eath met his eyes. And hejed upon her bloodltvss lips,* a smile once more saw the death's head of I like that of ?i.;k people when they re- Pfrrcvtiuireo. Iceive the first hope of recovery. True in Their Case. liubby (compkiinlngly) â€" "VVomeo seem to ;h:n,k liiey're head and sliould- el's above men." Wlflo (shortly)- "Well, it's some- times quae iniel" The Canadian-GngliBh cemetery at Saloniki is shown above in a recent photograph. A Famous Hymn. The hymn. "From Greenland's icy Mountiilns." was composed at Wrex- ham in 1819. On Whit Sunday in that year Dr. Shipley. Dean of St. Asaph and Vkar of Wrexham, j-rejched a ser- mon in bis church on behalf of the So- ciety tor the Propagation of the Gos- ! pel. Hebtc was son-iniaw to Dr. Ship- ' ley and wa« on a visit. The doctor, on the prevloufi. Saturday, asked Heber to "write someiliing for them to sing in the morning." and iu a few minutes- Hel>er produced the uynin now so well known ai! ovec the worW. India's industrial Growth. â-  India Is now the eighth largest In- ! dustrtal country in the world, accord- IM to reporta presented at a recent meeting of ttM Kast India Asaocl&tion In Loadon. BM M<diMkatk.