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4Â¥ 44 M' "Now no use me int( order some IL 1 been, C that m tortion realize ‘ and re:! it whe1 She w n»rickin * BTANDARD SLEEPING CARS omwmnflmmmsmmonu .. RBAGGAGE Checked. mamm mmmfm T.38% CHAPTER XIIIâ€"(Continued) "KINDLY EXPLAIN" After some minutes Guthrie came inâ€" to the tent, still wearing his darkâ€"blue Chinese dressing gown. Cartwright, who ;v;;clad in a khaki shirt and shorts with a woollen lumber jacket over his shirt for warmth, came in with him. Cartwright stared at Lynne with great curiosity, and some discomfort. Despite some dishevelment, and a long streak of dirt across her forehead he could see she was a very pretty girl and quite the last one to be mixed up with any underhand tricks like the one that had been played by the Iyats that night. He sat down on the other side of the table while Guthrie stood a few feet away, lighting a cigarette. io i nat *A it â€" = dut Uatbathatiactint "Well, now," said Guthrie, turning to Lynne. "Will you kindly explain to us what you were doing in the camp tonig‘ht.?’* wasnt in the camp," said Lynne. e jlay back with her aching arm hanging loosely over the arm of the chair. She was cold from lying out on the. clfff and she began to shiver, partly fr% this and partly through shock. tBut you were on the cliff, and you tcoll part in the raid@ tonight to that extebt at any rate," went on Guthrie‘s h she woukdl she could not conâ€" trol tht tremor of her limbs. were you doing then, spying "No; I was there quite by chance." "But you don‘t expect us to ‘believe that?" \ . _ ‘"Yes. Whas happened was that I some miles from hereâ€"andâ€"â€"" Lynne broke off. She had been about to say that Jullan had left her to go and make arrangements for the very raid which had taken plage that night. It was quite impossible to explain. Guthrie was gazing at her with an expression of grim exasperation. Lynne looked away helplessly, and began swinging her arm to and fro trying to relieve the pain in it, which seemed rather to be getting worse than beter. me into following you the cther day, in order that your brother might deface some markings whalever they may have been, on the pillars of the gateway of that ruined fort we found the other day. Praemonn, no doubt; and I supâ€" “Now look here," said Guthrie. "It‘s no use trying to bluff me! You tricked pose he thought that the marking on the pillars were a clue to the fact, or to the whereabsuts of the Cups of Alexâ€" ander! Now tonight, we‘re raided by Ilyats, for no reason that I can see. They don‘t steal anything, they have no grudge against us, it‘s obvious that someone has put them up to it!" Lynne said nothing; Guthrie, noticâ€" ing the swing of her arm and the conâ€" tortion of suffering about her mouth, realized that the arm was hunting ‘her, and recollected his violent treatment of it when he had caught her on the cliff. She was as white as a sheet. The pricking of his consciente at the sight if cher Gamaged arm, contributéd to Guthrie‘s exasperation with the whole affair. "I have no doubt at all that your brother put the Hyats up to this busiâ€" ness tonigh‘! None whatever! That you had a hand in i too, is equally obvious, and what on earth is behind it, I don‘t know!" he said. Still Lynne said nothing. "But what I do know is," Guthrie continued. "That to deface markings Blackheads go quickly by a simple imethod that just dissolves them. Get two ounces of peroxine powder from your druggist, rub this with a hot, wet cloth gently over the blackheadsâ€"and you will wonder where they have gone. Have a Hollywood complexion. GOING DAII.Y-SEP‘!‘ 18 â€"OCT. 2 inclusive Return Limit: 45 days 'Cxifln'hn; approximately 1}¢c¢ per mile, IG CARS at fares approximately 1 Mc per mile. thousands of years old and of immense value is the lowest trick I ever came across! I don‘t care about the raid tonightâ€"that‘s nothing. But I do care about that, and I‘m going to see that both you and your brother pay pretty heavily for it!" "I‘m going to lay informaticon about this raid in Téhran," said Guthrie, unâ€" able to keep his eyes off her monotonâ€" ously swinging arm, and painfully conâ€" scious of the lines of suffering round her tender, softly curving mouth. "I‘m goinz to send you down to Tehran to explain to the police there your presâ€" ence here at the time it took place." Lynne‘s lips parted a littie at that. She stared al his angry face, and shivered so hard that her tteth chatâ€" tered. Cartwright was staring at his chief in surprise. In all the four years that he had known Guthrie, ‘he had never seen him really angry, and he had never known him to do or say an unâ€" generous thing. Now, obviously, Guthrie was labsuring under some emction which seemed deeper, more complex, than mere anger over the raid that night, or the vandalism at Praemmon. tonished at his severity with this girl they had caught, and by the expression in Guthrie‘s fase as he looked at her, Cartwright hardly knew what to think. "That‘s all." said Guthrie, in a tone of finality. "You needn‘t explain to me, you can explain to the Persian LYNNE BREAKS DOWN Lynne turned a shade paler. and rais>d her left hand to cover her eyes. They waited for ‘hor to speak but she caid ncthing. The silence became painâ€" police!" ffilwand Ca;a'bwr-ight noticed that her whole body was shuddering as she lay in the chair. said Lynne, biting her lip to steady it. Caftwright got up, hesitated as to whether to take the rug of the improâ€" vised couch in the corner and put it cver her. thought batter of it and went out to get the whisky. "Ar;z youâ€"are you Cold, Miss Orâ€" mond?" Cartwright asked breaking the portentous silence. "Get the whiskyâ€"there was some in the store tent, if you can find it now," Guthrie said shortly to Cartwright. Lynne closed her eyes almost overâ€" come by this relief in tension. Guthrie moved towards her, and she started when he momentarily closed his hand over hers. "Yes, you are cold," he said drawing back, half pretending that he had made certain becsause he fancied that she was lying. His face was still stern, but looking at her lying so obviously pale and illâ€"looking in the chair, he felt suddenly bitterly ashamed of himself. "Very much?" "Pretiy badly." f . He hesitated for an instant, then took her hand, lifting the arm very gently, and ran his fingers along it, feeling it through the sleeve of her shirt for any possible breakage or dislocation. Lynne stared up at him, and he looked for a meoment into her eyes, seeing them darken as the pupils widened, as the last vestige of colour drained out of her face. With a gesture he indicated her arm that hung over the side of the chair. "That arm hurts, does it?" "Yes," breathed Lynne. could feel the shuddsring of her whole body through his fingers on ‘her arm, and realizing that she was just on the verge of fainting. he hesitated an inâ€" stant. then bent ‘and secsoped her up out of the chair into his arms. Carrying her like a child, he walkâ€" ed across the tent and deposited her on the couch in the corner. He pickâ€" ed up the rug that was lying on the end, and with a queer. embarrassed and rueful look, out it gently over her. _‘There you are, he said. "Now try to warm up!" Jroim aony agent. ASK FOR HANDBILL Lynne rolled over on to her side away from him, and from sheer physical weakness, burst into tears. Guthrie ctared in acute embarrassment at her, and turned to meet Cartwright‘s gaze as the young man entered, and for the first time in‘ their acquaint,a.nce Guthâ€" tie saw a look other than respectful in the face of his young subordinate. Cartwright, apparently thought him an unspeakagle brute. | His thoughts at that moment were anything but brutal; but Cartwright had no previous knowledge of Lynne‘s apparent conspiracies to worry him. "Leave her alone, said Guthrie, in an undertone. "She‘ll get qver it in a meoment or two." Every impulse to comfort her that arose in him he checked by: the thought: ' mustn‘t play the fool as I did last time I was with her." Both men waited uncomfortably for Lynne‘s convulsive weeping to cease, and then Cartwright took matters into He had five sisters at home in Engâ€" land. and therefore ample experience of feminine tears. He sat down on the edge of the couch, put his hand on Lynne‘s shoulder, and said coaxingly : "Come on! Pull yourself together‘! There‘s nothing to worry aAbout........ No cne is going to hurt you....... Dr. Guthrie looks as though he‘s going to burst into tears himself......Come on, now......cheer up!" His action had some effect, for in a moment or two the sobs had relapsed into sniffs and gulps. $ y "That‘s better!‘" said young Cartâ€" wright. He drew the rug back slightly from her face.*‘You‘reâ€"all righit!‘t= In a moment or two Lynne/raised her head. The smiling boy in front of her offered her a large blue silk handâ€" kerchief to wipe her eyes with, and _ What to do about it he did not know. When he looked round the wrecked camp and helped Bruce" to knot the *lashed rcpes and get the store tent fup again, he realized th@t his prediâ€" lection for Lynne was most unforfunate. Before him he saw an example not only cf her nefarious activities, but evidence of her attitude towards himself. He_did not go back to the mair, tent, but helped Bruce with the erection of the one in which ‘he and Cartwright slept. Ten minutes later Cartwright came out and joined him, and they strelled to the edge of the well. sceing her difficulty in supporting herâ€" self and using her only sound arm at the same time, he dabbed the tears away from her cheeks himself. Guthrie watched the process with an. interest which he could hardly describe; he admired the manner in which the boy had quelled the emotional storm, and the way in which he had got Lynne‘s confidence in a matter of three minutes. It was admiration at first; and then it was something which destroyed all his aprpeciation of Cartwright‘s handâ€" ling the situation. He saw Lynne‘s tremulous smile as the boy finished wip‘ng her eyes. e s on se ty s1 h P "Blow!" said Cartwright, holding out the handkerchief; and he actually blew her nose as though she had been a child of three. "SHE‘S GOT HER KNIFE INTO YOU!" It was the last straw. Guthrie walkâ€" ed out of the tent and left them. He strolled round the camp, pretending to notize what was being done to put it to rights, but all the time trying to quell the turmoil within himself. He had acâ€" tually been jealous of young Cartwright, the boy whom he regarded as he might a younger brother. It was quite obvious what that meant. He had allowed himâ€" self*to fall much too seriously in love with Lynne Ormond. "I had a bit of a talk with her," Cart-l wright said. "I asked her what the idea was, and so on, but there was nothing to be got out of her. At the same time, I‘ve a strong idea she‘s quite straight| really. She seems aâ€"a jolly nice girl, sir. as a matter of fact." "Quite!" said Guthrie. | They stosd togethsr on the edge of the well, â€"and there was a fading and palirg on the eastern horizon where the dawn was coming; the old stones of the ruined city began to show up pale and ghostly on the sand. "Was that all?" asked Guthrie tenâ€" tively. "What eise did she say?" "well. I was going to tell you what she said. The fact is she seems to think that you did her brother down. I tried to make her see straight about it, but she really wouldn‘t listen. She said that she knew her brother.â€" and she would or other about you, and so her idea i to get the better of you. He‘s a rotter if ever there was one. None of us could stand him for a moment when he was with the expedition. T‘ll swear it isn‘t her fault; he‘s simp‘:y put her up to it." "I think so, too," said Guthrie. "Thenâ€"" Cartwright hssitated, and finally came out with it. ‘"Then will it be much use, sir, sending her to Tehâ€" ran?" Guthrie, who had forgot:.en all about his threat of turning Lynne over to the police, said: "Ok, I shan‘t do that! One can‘t, very well." Cartwright uttered a smothered sigh, and Guthrie realized that the boy had been quite anxious about the matter. "A chap like Qrmondâ€"it‘s most amâ€" azing how he gets away with it! You can tell she thinks he‘s the most marâ€" vellous . fellow that ever walked," Cartâ€" wright went on. He paused, and with a laugh in his voice said innosently: "By jove, sir, but she has got her knife into you! Nothing I could say seemed sufficient to make her kelieve that you weren‘t the lousiest hound in Persia!" Guthrie bore this with outward stoicâ€" ism, but inwardly he was deeply chaâ€" grined. Even though he knew it, to hear it said inflicted a wound. "Well, well, well!" he remarked. The east was brightening as they turned away, and the fresh sweetness of the dawn was in the air. Cartwright went to help Bruce to clean up the mess, and.Guthrie went towards the tent in which Lynne had ‘been left. With so much resolved and accepted in his mind, he faced the prospect of talkâ€" ing to her with mixed feelings. When he got inside the tent however, all was quiet; there was no conversaâ€" tion, for she was lying asleep on the couch where she had lain back in weariness. The dawn was paling the light of the lamp on the table. Guthrie put out the lamp, and reâ€" garded the slight figure on the couch for a minute or two in the dim light. He stepped very quietly up to the couch and regarded her upturned, sleeping face with intent curiosity. It was smudged and smeared ut serene. â€" Physicians who deal with figures point out that as cancer is a disease of middle and old age ard the life span has been greatly leng{hened during the past few years, many more individuals live to middle and old ags and thus ,there are that many more to ‘be atâ€" tacked by cancer which increases the 'total number. ; ‘"More persons are living to the canâ€" cer age than ever before because they have been saved from the epidemic of diseases of childhood and early life (diphtheria, scarlet fever). The reason that some*New England towns have what appears to be an abnormally high rate is kecaus:> many of the young peoâ€" ple have gone to the city and only the }older generation is left." One of the rugs had slipped off, and he put this back over her. His action made her stir, and drawing back ‘hurâ€" riedly, he went quietly away. The question is ofter asked, "Will a cure for.cancer ever be found?" Thousands of research scientists are constantly at work and millions of dollâ€" ars are spent annually in the earnest endgavour to find its cause. Yet within the past few years as we have ‘been formerly as fatal (diabetes, ~psrnicicus anaemia an d cthers) held in check we must believe that so much has been learned about what does not cause cancer that the real cause should be found within reaâ€" sonable time. As students we were taught what is known as the Connheim theory which, in brief, states that cells in the body which for some reason ‘have been preâ€" vented from growing at a normal rate, suddenly begin to grow at a niuch fastâ€" er rate (to make up for lost time) and there is thus this overgrowth of cells which we call cancer. The distinguishâ€" ing point about cancer is not only the great increase in number of cells but the. disorderly, not orderiy, way in which they grow. Forl,unately cancer is not contagious. In the meantime the warnings of these worthy crganizations that are fighting cancer should be remembered because the early signs of cancer may be overâ€" icoked. These signs are: 1. A persistent pain in stomach, abâ€" domen,. and chronic "indigestion", in those of middle age or past middle age. "If the "something" can be discovâ€" ered which irritates and starts these cells to grow so fast and so disorderâ€" ly, then the cause of cancer will be found, bladder, uterus ~4. A lump in the breast or other part of the bOGY. Dr. Barton‘s latest booklet, ‘Scourâ€" age", with reliable information regardâ€" ing the two most dreaded social diseases, gonorrhea and syhpilis, is now availâ€" Advance, Timmins, 247 W. 43rd Street, New York, N.Y., enclosing ten cents. Flease request the booklet by name and be sure to give your cwn name and fuli address. able. Know the facts, protect yougself, and save endless®»worry. Address your request to Dr. Barton. in care of The 3 Bleeding from any sourceâ€"bowel, St. Thomas Timesâ€"Journal:â€"Paroles rould be reaer_ved “tor first offenders, (Copyright, 1937.) By James W. Barton, M.D. Isy Cancer Increasing " on the skin that does not of $ EThat Bodp There are two kinds of proposals. Oh yes, the o‘d and the new! Today we will take a peek at the old for then we will be better prepared for the new (in the next issue). She.â€"Sir, you take me by surprise. See, I faint! My colour flies! In my. simple girlish heart Thoughts of marriage play no She.â€"Be not hasty, dangler dear, Dangle yet another year. Be my friend, Sir, fetch my fan, Send me flowers when you can; But these frenzies pray defer, Let me be sister, Sir; + Passion, hence! Have some sense, Be my brother, Sirâ€"Yes or No? She.â€"â€"Géorge (if I may call you that), Now my heart goes pitâ€"aâ€"pat, For this moment, while you spoke The Proposal (Old Style) He.â€"Lovely Phyllis, marry me, Vile, unworthy‘ though I be. . Though I have not gold or grace, Scarecly fit your shoes to lace, Though you might as likely wish Marriage with a frog or fish, Share my life, Be my wife, Will you marry meâ€"Yes or No? 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One or more of almost every animal, bird or fish in Canada can be seen here, says a writer in the June issue of Câ€"Iâ€"L Ovalâ€"from polar bears to porcupines, pelicans to cormorâ€" ants, salmon to snakes. One of the greatest difficulties experienced by the director and his staff was in the proper feeding of mountain sheep and moose whose food requirements differed with the seasons. Finally a diet of marsh hay, a mixture of grains and alfaifa, and posphated salt to prevent rickets and bone sickness was arrived at. The Quebec Zoo occupies at the present time 30 of a site of 75 acres which ‘has been described by a Berlin zoologist as one of the finest â€"of its kind in the world. 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