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player, THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, MONDAY, APRIL 1, 1929 PAGE NINE "FORMER JUDGE. T0 MANAGE THE "BOSTON BRAVES" Emile Fuchs of, New York, Will Take Over Dif- ferent Duties St. Pe ersburg, Fla.,, April 1.-- Emile Fuchs, former New York judge, will sit this summer on a strange bench and with him will rest the hopes of the Boston Braves. "The judge," he is called by everyone in baseball, will tind this open air court quite different from the ones he knew in New York. He cannot issue a citation for contempt of court against fans dis- agreeng with his decisions and few, if any, of the verdicts returned against his club will be subject to appeal. The head of the Boston forces in the National League is conduc- ting one of the 'most daring exper- iments in baseball. He has step- ed from the sheltered confines or his executive baseball to the field itself and although he has not donned a baseball uniform to re- place the judical robe of other days, he is no less the manager. There have been other presidents who were managers, too, but ai- most without exception they were like Wilbert . Robinson of the Brooklins, former major league players. Manager Fuchs' best baseball playing was done for the Orange Athletic Club. A combination of circumstances incltding an injury to his arm and service in the Span- ish-American war thwarted his am- bition to make baseball his profes- sion. In seven years' connection with the Braves, he has developed into a close student of the game as it is played by experts. He will be assisted by two stal- warts of the game, Johnny Evers and Hank Gowdy, co-heroes m tne 1914 four game world series tri- umph of the Braves over the Ath- letics, but President Fuchs is Man- ager Fuchs just the same. He proposes to give his ideas a thor- ough trial and if he is wrong he Says he will be the first to admit t. On playing field will be found at least two men who know a lot of the game. The diminutive Rab- bit Maranville, another 1914 Braves' star who since then has seen the baseball world, and George Sisler, former manager of the St. Louis Browns, will be 'very active in carrying out the instrue- tions of 'the Judge." Sisler has rounded into superb form and gives every indicatfoon of being the Sisler of old when he was the American League's lead- ing batter and most valuable Gowdy does not seem to have changed in 15 years. All the five players Boston took from Chicago have shown form in the spring workouts, and promise to help the club. Maguire, a sen- sational fielder, is established at gecond base, Louis Legett will get a chance to do plenty of catching and Percy Jones, Bruce Cunning- ham and Harry Seibold will fit nicely into the pitching staff. Sei- bold is not a youngster, but has ripened in the minors. AT THE New Martin 3 De Only Love in the Desert The impassioned love story of a girl, whose love sur- mounted the barriers of blood and bondage. 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Kent Greenfield Bob Smith, Ed- ward Brandt and Arthur Delaney are veterans who will again be available, Ben Cantwell and Bill Clarkson who went from tne Gi- ants to the Braves, Henry Wertz, former Brave, George Peery, Wi- chita recruit, and G. V. Leverett, former White Sox, trying to come back to major league baseball, are in for a free for all. The infield will be made up of Sisler, Maguire and Bell on the bases with Maranville and Farell at short. The fleet Lance Rich- bourg is the only outfielder sure of his place. Earl Clarke and Al Moore may complete the trio, leav- ing George Harper, Heinle Mueller and Jack Smith to fight for the other places. Pat Collins, ex-Yankee, the vet- eran Zach Taylor, and Dick Smith, the Notre Ddme football star who caught for Montreal last year, may make up the catching staff unless the ancient but nimble Gowdy takes a hand. The jury will begin its delibera- tions in about four weeks. SHIPPII'G HA" ED UNDER DIFFICULTY Ice-Floes Block Many Ships in South Baltic Heavy Copenhagen, April 1.--Shipping in the South Baltic continued une der utmost difficulties here as ice- floes blocked many ships despite the abatement of winter weatne. Although shipping north of Co- penhagen was almost normal, the southern Sweden traffic moved thro | the pack-ice only: with the assiste ance of the Russian ice-breaker Le- nin and the Finnish ice-breaker Sampo. One of the longest sieges of Bal- tic ice in many years still held a number of Danish passenger steam- ers which have been unable to reach their destinations. The steamers, en route from Germany, were three days overdue. In addition, several vessels were stranaed on the west coast of Den- mark due to fog. Illustrative of the shipping con- gestion was the fact that 1,uvy carloads of merchandising were still in the western part of De. mark awaiting removal to Copen- hagen. A similar dislocation of re- gular traffic between Germany and Denmark existed due to lack of re- gular ferry service between Gedser and Warnemuende. German steam- ers have had difficulty in penetrat- ing the pack ice on the ferry route. Meanwhile, a number of import- ant factories remained, closed be- cause of shortage of raw materials or facilities for exportation of man- ufactured products, The economic loss to Denmark and Sweden has increased daily and it was estimated that the total at present was considerably more than $125,000,000. At the same time there was a troublesome unemployment situa- tion resulting from the shipping traffic congestion. About 10,000 men were reported jobless today a» a result of the closing of factories and auxiliary concerns which de- pend upon sea communication. GENEROUS GIFT 1 "MARE T0 GUELPH Large Modern Hotel and Community Centre To Be Established Guelph, April 30.--Confirmation of recent reports that A. W. Cutten, Chicago financier and grain market | trader, is about to construct in his native city, of Guelph a large mod- ern hotel and community centre and a playground that will be the largest of its kind in Canada, 'is contained in a statement issued today by G. L. Dunbar, K.C, solicitor for the fa- mous financier. Work will begin just as soon as a few technical clauses in the legal transfer can be cleared up. It is expected approximately $2,000,000 will be required for the undertaking, for the playgrounds will occupy : about 300 acres of land adjoining the On- tario Agricultural College. Provision is being made for the playing of all modern Canadian' games, ' Kreutzmann out, after lunch, and The Make-Believe Wife Abont A Young Girl Who Married Her Employer. WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE Beatrice St. John and her sis. ter Marcia work for Houston Challoner, a wealthy architect. Marcia, plain and pathetic, is in love with him, but he seems in- terested im the beautiful Dee. Marcia becomes seriously Il, and Beatrice s¢es that she will die unless she gets a change of climate and the comfort which thelr 9 rty )' fble. Houston Ohallonger pro= poses to Bee and she accepts, They have =a fashionable wed- ding, Challoner is very proud of his lovely young wife, and she ac- cepts, her mew position gravely. Then Bert, Challoner's son by his first wife, and the same age a8 Bentrice, arrives on the scene. Bert is a wild young fellow whose lack of responsibility is a trial to hin father. Challoner nnd his young wife are ideally happy fn the old family home. He de- elden to try for the Kreutzmann Memorial for which plans are to be submitted, Bee, trying to help young Bert find himself, does not ven'ize that Ohniloner, conscious of his age, cannot bear the thought of his handsome son and heantiful wife bene® together. Bert finds his father's wife fascinating and un- hellevnbly innocent. Ree and Bert piny abont like children, while COhnlloner bravely fichis the '~nlousy that is poisoning his heart. , Serra CHAPTER XVI Beatrice was surprised, and not quite nlen<ed by his manner. "Why, Bert, that would be idfo- tle! Why should='t I? TI certainly won'dn't waste a grand hoss on that!" she exclaimed. lauzhing. "It would bs more sensible to dine at home, on the porch, and then leave Hueh to the Memorial, and vou and T run into town to the show--- I'd love that!" she said after a pause, "0h, you think so?" "0h, ves. Bacance the dinners at the Underhill are so--T don't know, pot-roasty. And the club joeen't compare to Ellimony's 4in- ers" "True," Bert eoncednd, disnas- donately eH roe, "We've oot to ret hack, Bee. They've all gone n " "Oh, T hate to on hark!" she 1amantnd. rleine elim end tall In haw hire hathine anit to stand ha. 1'de Rim, with tha hat gnnetine azine an her egnner hair "Tq tave to gn in aea'n this after. 2000" '4iyell whv not? Svnnoce T us- 4 that boss to sneg~st that we--- vou and T--=~0 down to the eove shant five. T's love'v there then." "Oh hint Hreh'll neakakly play wolf. 1f it fen't too hot!" ' "Vag, but T sald 'vari and 1." | "We conld send at the kids down there ahead with the suits and thinee " ghe was n'~nn'ng, *"¥ mieht ack Hroh not to nlay." "Why not let Nad do whatever ne wonts to Ao?" "Oh, well. of agre~? lavehine. "And vou and T do what we want to do." Rert pursued, with del'cate smnh gis, "N-~turally T want to do what- aver Hush wants to do!" Beatrice reminded him, with a little alr of hurt childish dignity. "I gee," he said. And immedi- ately he dived, to come up as smoothly as a seal, below her in the riopled water, with his mane flung back and his expectant eyes upon her. "Going to dive?" "Oh, I'm afraid." ! ed a moment, hunching up aer shoulders, hugging herself with her brown arms, and then sat down at the edge of the raft, and put her legs into the water. A min- ute later she was swimming be- side Bert to the shore. "Plenty of wind?" "Fine!" "Take it easy." Ld § am." "You can put your feet down here," he said presently, and Bea- trice with a great gasp of pleasure and triumph, dropped to a walk- ing position and came out through the shallow water, dripping and happy. Hugh was there; perhaps he had been watching her from the shade of the pines above the strand. He met her at the water's edge. "Hugh, I am getting so that that swim ig nothing! I thought I should have to ask Bert for his shoulder, and look 8 me! even out of breat! "It's divine today," Hugh said, in his pleasant, sympathetic voice. "1 came mighty near going in a second time myself." "Oh, why didn't you?" They were walking toward their own cabin now, to get ready for the regular Sunday luncheon at Hugu's mother's house, and she dismissed Bert with a careless farewell over her shoulder: "See you later, Bert! Hugh, are .you playing golf this afternoon?" Beatrice asked. "7 was thinking 'perhaps TI wouldn't" he said. "We'll not be 'finished at Mother's until almost three, and that's the hottest hour of the day. I thought I might get course!" she She hesitat- have another go at that, and then perhaps swim, around five." "Oh, Hugh, that'll be so much more fun!" she eaid ardently "Bert wanted to swim, around tive, down at the cove, and I sald I thought you were going to olay golf." "But you could have gone swim- ming, Bee," he sald, watching her glowing face as if he were test- ing her. "Not if you were playing golf! Why, I always follow you round. Hugh," she rem' ded him re- proachfully. "I know. to Aeny *! But you don't have I'm not | Pe now, and Beatrice disappeared into the bathroom, whence sounds of splashing and toweling ensued. When she came back Hugh haa changed his tie, and brushed his thick dark hair, still presentable, if not as heavy as it had been twenty years ago "Hugh, where does Bert get his light hair? Wasn't Alice dark?" "Yes. But her people--young Larry's father, and all of them-- were all those blond--square- shouldered giants. "eBrt looks like the men in the clothing advertisements," Beatrice observed, at her dressing table now, brushing her bright hair straight off her face with great sweeps of the brush and backward jerks of her head. She was wearing a brief satin slip that stopped well above her knees and a lose embroidered bat- iste jacket that slipped up and down on her smooth arm with the rapid movements of her hands. Her slim legs were incased in trans- parent flesh-colored silk, and her slippers heeled in white. Still breathing hard, still glowing, she radiated the sweetness of youth and sunburn and salt water. frag- rant soaps and powders and toilet waters, firm, healthy skin and wind-tossed hair, Fascinated, Hugh watched he er man---" he began, - "tI would all'depend upon: what the younger man had that he wanted," Beatrice sald, carelessly, unimpressed. "Or what he had that the young mah "wanted--might want," Hugh amended it, watching her. "It seems to me," she theorized, "that an older person has some- thing and a younger person has something--nobody has every- thing. Young persons are usually discontented, aren't they?" "Are you?" he asked, smiling, "No, but I'm lucky, Hugh." "Do you really think you are, Bee?" "Think! I know I am. Now, Bert--'" she began, and paused. "What about Bert?" Hugh ask- ed quickly, lightly. "What made you bring Bert in?" "Well, I was thinking about him. Bert/s not happy," Beatrice said. "What"--Hugh cleared his throat--"what makes you think so. dear?" he asked. , "Well, he's restless, He's no' interested, exactly, in what he's do- ing. He says he's mo engineer, that he's an artist," "He wants to go back to Paris?" Hugh asked, after a pause, In a carefully leveled voice. "No, he doesn't" she answered eagerly delighted to reassure him, "He says he wants to stay right here--except he said that if you should win the Kreutzmann prize he'd love to come to California, if we were out there for a year, ant maybe get into scene designing, or something, in the movies." "I think nothing in the world would give me as much satisfaction as to have him settled," Bert's father said slowly, out of a sil- swift combing of the curly red mass into order and the knowing little twist. of her fingers that] tucked it securely into place at her neck., She powered her straight white nose violently: she needed! no rotze today. | "Did Alice like swimmirg, Hugh?" she asked suddenly. "Sometimes. Not the way you do, no. Alice"--sald Hugh, has-| ftating as he formulated is thought-- "Alje- liked everything --ho wshall T say this? She likei everything in the way other per- sons d'd--just a few persons at that. She wanted to be corect." "And she was correct!' Beatrice added, reaching for her gown and studving its filmy shanlessness carefully, before raising it above her head, "Rather." Hugh conreded Arle .| "She never omi"-d to do the right thing, Alice," he pursued. thoucht- folly. "And she never. -really-- AA anpthine el=e!" "It seams to me, if you d'd, yon on In't * Reatrien g21d ohserra'y "I mean," she elucldated. 'now snrveying hereelf comnlarcently fin the mirror, as she nnlled the soft f'ower---figured petals of her dress into place-- "I mean thot if von t~'enhoned evervone vou oucht to telephone, made all the calls you ouht to make, kept every dress- mrker and Frenc' -teacher annoint- ment. ran vour houses, gave dinners and teas and went to dlgners nd tefrs--you simnlv couldn' do ary- thing else? Bes'des, there'd ie Chrietmages and ' 'hdave" she went on, ha'f aloud. "~nd friend- in the hosrital, 'and flowers snd bithy presents to send. and her awn clothes and Bert's to buy. an? dentist and chvrech to dd--no. it simply couldn't be dgre!" Ye finished cheerfully, now glancing' at her comnlete self over ono shoulder and obviously pleased by What she saw. "It's perfect!' Hugh - comment- ed, of the new gown. "Don't you really think it's love- ly, Hurh?" she sa'd eagerly. "But, then, h w will you man- age all that, Bee?" he asked ac Beatrice took a small gréen hat from a box half filled with. silky tissue paper and began to press it carefully on her head. "You mean all that Alice did?" she asked blankly, "Oh, I shall never try, Hugh! I'm not--that kind of a wife, at all," Beatrice reasoned, coming toward him and seating herself childishly on his knee. "Nobody expects me- to do' all those things--we don't give dinners, and I haven't got all the ; old friends that Alice had, to get sick and have babhies--" He laughed. "But mightn't you like it if we did all those things, Bee?" 'Oh, Hugh, no! Would you like it?" she asked, alarmed. "Would- n't you rather be just ourselves, evenings, than have all those en- gagements and--interruptions?" Instead of answering he looked into her face, half-smiling, half- thoughtful, his arms about her. "Bee, haven't you a jealous bone in your body?" he asked after a space. Beatrice twisted a little, i bring her amazed eyes to. his ace. : a CHAPTER XVII "Jealous of what!" she. exclaim- ed. « "Oh--anyhody. ever been jealous?" She reflected. "Yes, I think so I remember a girl named Mary Patricia O'Con- nor, down in the office---she's mar- ried now. And she had seven bro- thers and sisters, and a wonderful sort of mother," Beatrice said, dreamily, wistfully. "Ang it used to give me a sort of heartache"-- she pursued-- "the fum they all had, when Mummy was so worriei and Marcia ill. I remember think- ing that she was lucky. And that" she finished, gently bumping her forehead against his, her hands locked about his collar--"that's jealousy, isn't it?" "1 don't know. Hugh sald. i "Your sort! As if you ever had 'to be jealous of anyome, Hugh!" Beatrice exclaimed scornfully "Why, who is ahead of you? Duval Fairfax, 1 suppose?" she asked ironically. "No," Hugh answered, hesitant- 1y. "Not exactly. But I suppose a Haven't you Not my sort," {arel" ence. "Settled?" she echoed, interest- ed and alert. "How do you mean, Hugh?" "Doing work he wanted to do," he sa'd. "You mean, making good with the firm--"" Beatrice interpreted it, after a study of his face. "That preferably, of course. But doing anything that kept him ab- sorbed, that showed he was In earnest," Hugh stinulated. "ven if it wasn't here in North Underhill?" Beatrice demanded in surnrise, "Oh, yes, wherever--or wha.- ever it chanced to he," Hush sald "You don't think he's an 'archi- tect, then. Wugh?' she asked, a litt'e chilled, "Yes, of course he is. Hes shown some brilliant promise. And yvet--nro, T don't think he's an arch- tect; T don't think he's anvthine." Hugh confecped, in a aufet, some. what desnandent voice. "And it's a Afzannointment to vou?" she ased quickly sensitive- ly. "Well, ambition 1s a good thing in a man, Bee." "You have {t, haven't Bent~ina gaid- affastionately. "A little." "You've set your heart on the Rreutzmann thing, haven't' you, Hneoh? ghe nursued. 'No, T cou'dn't e ~etly say that, Aear. "Of covrse I'd like to get it. Tt's a lot of money, to begin with "» "Bnt von don't need the money Hr~n!? "No, that's true. Bnt it would be A f>~ther in mv can." "Aq if." "said Be~'"'ce fondly provdlv, "vou needed feathers!" '""Anvone with a beautiful and extrave~ant wife needs feathers!" you?" i aus ; y one began at once, on totally un. related topics, : It was sunset, after they had been swimming, when they were all lying about the cove, "like flies," Bert said unpoetically, that Mrs. Kavanaugh drove by In a lit. tle open roadster neatly cased in brown canvas, stopped, and wavs ed, before she came down and joins ed them on the shore, and was in+ troduced. Beatrice had heard of her. often, an old family friend and a great friend of Alice, a widow, who had been abroad for almost a year. Shé had never met her before. Alleen Kavanaugh was thin and dark, with beautiful, black, soft eyes, eager, nervous hands, and eager, mervous body, and a quick- moving; nervous mouth. Her skin was clear brunette, with red an the thin cheek bones; her hair, satin black, was swept smoothly back under the small black hat she wore, : Her clothing sald "Paris," even to Beatrice's inexperienced eyes. The dress was frai', scanty, with. out ornament, A loose soft coat of some lusterless thin stuff complet- ed the eostume; it was without fur or trimming, though stitched into a sort of ruff about Afleen's shoulders, and hung open, An unfmiling woman, her brown face was alert and controlled, but not smiling. She sat down next to Hugh, "It seems natural to have you back, Afleen," Hugh said, pL seems good to get back." "You've been abroad a long time, Mrs. Kavanaugh?" "Seventeen months, Mrs, Chal. loner. Mr. Kavanaugh died fin August, you know, and I wander- ed about for a while, not knowing exactly what to do with myself." "I remember hearing someone in = the family--perhaps it was Hugh--speak of it." > "Perhaps it was Hugh"! Mrs. Kavanaugh echoed {mpassively, glancing at him with her soft black eyes, from under the narrow brim of her black hat. "I salled in August, and got home the day Dad and Bee wer married" Bert said, "and it was in the paper that day." Beatrice not- fced that he was watching them all with a rather odd expression, "It wag as close as that, was it?" the newcomer said, in a quiet, unhurried voice. "As close as what?" Bert asked. glancing at his father. "Your father's marriage and Ar. thur Kavanaugh"s death, Bert," the visitor answered reflectively. "He died on August 27th." "The day before!" Beatrice said, struck. "Was ft?" Mrs dreamily. (To be continued) (Cop-rizht, 1928, bv Kathleen Norris.) Kavanaugh said Roll Fifty Foat Rails feet have been rolled here. Sault Ste. Marie, Ont.--The steel plant of the Algoma Steel Corpora- tion on Thursday rolled a small order of fifty foot dails for the Canadian Pacific Railway. This is the first time rails as long as fifty prevent For Any Weather-For Every Day see : Cuts down bad weather colds - constipation ---~ Good for all-- wonderful for Made by The Canadian Shredded Wheat Company, Ltd,' chil > MYRON I. HERRICK 15 DEAD IN PARTS United States' Ambassador to France Succumbs from Bronchitis Attack Paris, Apr. 1.--Ambassador Myron T. Herrick died at 5 o'clock yester- day evening from sudden heart fail- ure during an attack of bronchitis, He had been in bed two days, but had suffered from fatigue and a cold for several days before he was will- ing to "give in to a slight cold," as he put it. The fatigueandcold followed the ex- ertion of five hours participation in Marshal Ferdinand's Foch's funeral ceremonies, which included the slow funeral procession afoot from Notre Dame cathedral to Les Invaldes with its many halts, It is no exaggeration to say that Ambassador Herrick died as a result of his strong sense of duty. He in- sisted upon doing his full duty as an ambassador on this historic occa- sion, even though men like Marshal Joffre and former Premier Clemen- ceau realized it would be too fatigu- ing for them. Even yesterday he informed the doctors that he expected to be up today to receive Elihu Root, whom he had invited as an embassy guest. His motor car followed the Foch funeral procession through paralell streets, in case the strain should become too great, but Herrick did not leave his place until the 'cere- mony was over. He was tired after- ward, but the following day kept a golfing appointment with Assistant Military Attache Mott. It was on that night that he admitted that he was weakened by fatigue. Heart Specialist Called As soon as the ambassador was ob- liged to take to his bed the doctors feared a recurrence of the severe bronchitis which was nearly fatal to him, in the United States a few months ago. Dr. Henri Rabeau and his personal friend, Dr. Ferrey Rol- les, believed, however, that his heart was strong enough to resist during the throat congestion which they ex- pected to pass by yesterday. His throat was better yesterday morning as anticipated, and his temperature lower, but the pulse was irregular, The doctors called in Prof. Va- qucz, a heart specialist, who warned the ambassador's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Parmlee Herrick, that the heart condition was grave. She tele phoned" her husband in New York, who decided to take the first boat, Ambassador Herrick himself did not consider his condition grave and talked lightly about it, saying he did not want to fail to be up to receive Mr. Root. He was speaking about the are rangements for Mr, Roots visit with Mrs. Parmlee Herrick and Madame Slambier, a secretary, when suddenly his voice failed and a smile passed over his face. Apparently no pain ac= companied death. Value of livestock marketed from the farms of Alberta during 1928 was placed at $27,000,000. BRITISH SUBJECTS who arrived in Canada before June 6th 1928 may bring their WIVES FAMILIES to CANADA oe NN (children under 17 years free) Apply to Bay & Wellington Sts. 'Toronto, Ont, ar Any Steomship Agent hi cation CUNAPD ZZ" CANADIAN SERVICE "Not you. You're perfect as vou Beatries told him, "We are late for luncheon," she nnounced, twenty minutes later,; to the family group, 'because I -as} telling Hiilgh how smart he is!" . "Well, that's a good excuse to offer his mother, anyway," old Mrs. Challoner sald. pleased, from thy, head of the table. Beatrice looked up, smiling. Her look met Bert's glance. . His face was quite without significant ex- pression; there was just a hint of elevation to his brows, just the faint suggestion of a smile about his mouth: an odd, intent, yet per- fectly blank look in his eyes, The hot color rushed into her face; she did not know why. She laughed a little shamefully, and as he serenely removed his gaze hat ed herself for the little laugh. No- body else seemed to see anything amiss, but the uncomfortable mom- ent returned to Bdatrice's thoughts more than once during the lonz hot afternoon. "Hugh", somebody sald sudden- ly .during the luncheon, "Mrs Kavanaugh's back!" "No?" Hugh smiled, looking up. "I didn't hear that." "It wag In Madame La Bavarde yesterday. Bee, why don't you read the society motes?" Pauline White reproached her. Beatrice laughed joyfully. "Because Hugh and I are not in soclety, are we, Hugh?" "Certainly you are!" her moth- er-in-law said firmly. She seemed displeased. "What's that woman doing back here?" she asked. "Mrs. Kavanaugh?" Hugh inter- rogated in turn, as the question seemed directed to him, "I have- n't the faintest idea. I met Millie Hotchkiss downtown the other day, taking a child to the dentist, and she said that Aflleen would pro- bably spend the whole summer in England, or Wales, or somewhere," he said. ""She's the one whose husband died?" Beatrice asked. Bert ex- ploded into a senseless laugh, but nobody else laughed, and he sub- sided. "She's fn town, I suppose?" old Mrs. Challoner muttered, "I hope she'll stay there!" "She's probably 'down at the Hotchkiss place, right up the lake here," Minnie White contributed thoughtfully, "Too hot for town! H"m!" She paused, pondering. "She'll turn up this .fternoon, if} I know Alleen Kavanaugh," she predicted. ' Mrs, Challoner looked thought. ful, tinally echoing her daugh'er's doubtful "H'm!" Nobody else fn their own rocm man could be jealous--of a young- spoke for a minute, and then every- Over 30,000 Entries Have been received for Canada Bread A.B.C. Jingles and Mother Goose Rhymes Competition Which closed on March 15th in all wa Tespundvd, Government Officials, wyers, Working Men, Clerks, Com- mercial Skins Men, Slvies, Som Teachers, Doctors and thousands of Phenomenal Success Astonishes Everyone = Judges Now Hard At Work ever, there 600 prizes and it is going hp bog Lito ng Canada Bread Company Limited King Street West = Oshawa G. BICKLE, Manager