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. In a way it was good for her to have that concrete grudge against one man. All the bitterBess.that might otherwise have wrecked her character was conâ€" contrated on Hewitson. # 4 _\ * * * * * name but a nqmpor to pay and pay for his sucecess, ‘wI h days and nights of mental an"ux.eh with hour after hour of privation,«â€"nenotony and shame, when every ipstam of selfâ€"consciousâ€" ness was an instant of despair. Intiolerable to think that he had butchered her to get the better of Ross Barnes, and had walked out of court a more success{ful man than 2ver. Whereâ€" as Christabel became not even an indiâ€" vidual, but part of an institution; not a But Hewitsonâ€"whas excuse was there for Hewitson? She would not have fixâ€" ed any of her bitterness on him howâ€" ever relentless he had conducted the case against her, if there had been the susgzgestion that he had hoped for perâ€" sonal gain in doing so. But that was intolerable! Kceith w1S$ Mad, and it was no use blaming â€"Jlinrâ€"He not Aaken it lightly; the last scene on the ship still gave her dreams from which she wakened at night in a sweat of horror. Craigic was a mere, miscrable, terrified little crook. Henry Goring had {:shavyâ€" ed according to his ideas of right, and the promptings of his sist?Pr, a jealous, embittered old woman. It was a shock. but not a very terrible one ‘when the Court of Appeal found her sentence in accordance with the eviâ€" dence, and her appeal was dismissed. She had come to believe in her own luck. As she selted down the heavy work in the laundry became an antidote to depression and her sense of injustice, and she sorted out the facis of the disastcer. Later the wardress adopted a more kindly manner. There was nothing very dreadful about the prison; only an ecxtrems, unrelieved dreariness of time passing in an unhappy place. "Why?" Christabel was puzzled and frightened. ‘"Don‘t ‘why‘ me!" The woman away, leaving Christabel to wonder what was going to happen. The wardress came back with a piece of chalk; and with an occaâ€" sional order: "Get that out 0‘ the way!" and "Shift that!" she chalked on the floor the rmgulation pattern for the arrangzecment of cell furniiure. Christabel put it all in ord incidents scomed enormous t< tured mind. How was shce known? Why couldn‘t they what the regulations were? Two days later the wardress said roughly: Grey passages, rows of locked cells, low or wretched faces about one; alâ€" ways the fear that one might do someâ€" thing contrary to the regulations that one had been told nothing about. Such as when they first put her into her cell, and she took down the furniture piled in the middle of it and placed it about as conveniently as she could. "Wot‘s all this stuff doing put round the cell like this." CHAFTER V ; PRISONER‘s PROGRESS Perhaps it was the hops that her appeal might@ succeed which kept Christabel alive and sensitive when she would otherwise have falleon into an apathy of, misecrty during the first month of her sentence. Hard labour" consisted of work in Tickets are valid to return, leaving destination point not later than C. P. Train No. 1 from Windsor Street Station, Montreal 10.15 p.m, sSunday, March 19th and connecting at North Bay with our train 1 at 1245 p.n. Monday, March 20â€"EXCEPT passengers from points north of Porquis MUST leave not later than C. P. Frain 7, from Montreal 7.50 p.m. sunâ€" day, March 19, to connect at North Bay with our Train 47, Monday, March 20th. Bargain coach excursion tickets will be valid on Trains 2 and 46 and their conncctions, Thursday, March 16. Passengers who use our Train No, 2 will connect at North Bay with CP.R. Train 2%, leaving 8.20 p.m. same date. Passengers who use train 46 will arrange their own transfer to North Bay C. P. Depot and take C. P. Train 8,, leaving at 1.00 a.m. Fridaxy, March lith, Tickets destined Quebec and Ste. Anne de BReaupre not good on semiâ€" bireamlined Trains 350 and 352 to Quebec and 349 and 351 from Quebec, but good on ail other trains between Montreal and Quebec. Tickets good in coaches only. No Baggage Checked Children 5 years of age, and under 1%, when accompanied by guardian. HALE FARE Pembroke, Renfrew, Arnproir, Ottawa, Ontario. Montreal, Quebec and Ste. Anne de Beaupre, Que. Via North Bay and Canadian Pacific Rly. Vickets will not be honoured on Trains 48 and 530 "The Northland PEARL BELLAIRS Temiskaming and Northern Ontario The Nipissing Central Railway Company BARGAIN COACH EX THURSDAY, MARCH 16TH, 1939 T. N. O. AND N. C. K. REGULAR STATION®S put it all in order. Such ned enormous to her torâ€" How was she to have yâ€" couldn‘t they tell her For further paurticulars apply CHARTER VI BEAUTY BEHIND BARS But those woere the early days. There comes an end of the ability to suffer. After some time there came a change, What saved her was a sense of her own innocence; the realization of her own strength to endure. It was a gradual change, becoming conscious, perhaps, from the moment when she seattered some crumbs to the sparrows through the cell window, and saw a cross gliitering on a distant church spire and it seemed like a sign; when, with a sort of coincidence, the wardress who was sometimes so brutal, smuggled a bar of chocolate in to her with her evening c0Ocoa The same wardress went about one day with a red and swollen face. Her Threa «swoeks. after. shes went into prison Christabel noticed it; she looked at herself, saw a frightened face peerâ€" inz back at her througsh the netting; and for as much as six months never looked into it again. When she didâ€"it was April by then, and there was a windy blue sky over the exercise FÂ¥ardâ€" she hardly recognized herself Her face was so thin and so pale, heor hair so straight and lank. She looked older, older; that was her first thought. She saw all heor wrecked and wasted lifo gazing out of her own dark eyes, and turned away in despair. Her hands became red and thick from Eandling the hot, newly wrung cloths; and sometimes she would cool her stew at the cell window, which she could reach by standing on a chair, and skim the fat to rub her parâ€"boiled fingers. There wore no mirrors in the colls. But there was one, carefully covered There wore no mirrors in tt But there was one, carefully with wire netting in case anyone try to break it, in the bathrcom ‘"There‘s nothing wrong with you. This won‘t do you any good. RBack to work you go." So she was back to the laundry; and she realized vaguely that it was for her own good. It was no use thinkâ€" ing. Then after that Nothing but her own sobbbing, azsomzed breaths Nobody cams. Darkness. Terror. Next day in the laundry she fell down in a state of collapse. She was allowed to lie in bed for three days. After which the prison doctor told her: Like an answer, somcbody far away, some soul shut into some other cell, nerves snapped by the sound, screamed And then she did scream,. scream after scream, shattering the silence into a worse horror. Once in that intolerable silence brokâ€" en only by the dripping of water in a cistern, and a snore from the next cell, she was haunted by an impulse to scream. She grew hot all over as she lay there, thinking: "I might cream. What if I were to scream?" the laundry. In the steamy, heated , atmosphere she became very thin, and the work was heavy. But she did not break down, except once, during her first three months, at a time when she was most decply depressed and could nct slesp at night. . The nights were worst. At five o‘clock every ecvening she was locked in her cell, with nothing to do but to tell and retell the story of disasters; to cry with longing for a single friend, the understanding of one human companâ€" ion. Or to lie in a dull aching apathy, because the ache was better than the pangs of active thought. son had died "I was ‘ar ress to Chri and not cari suddenly the prisoners As Christ: the grey, h: prison, and â€" unfortunate, bleâ€"minded v of her her strength. all without; within; perh: from sufferir to Loecal Agent anyone should and not her she» "Practically all killings arise under the stress of emotions of fear, hatred, anger, jealousy or greed. And, absurd as it may seem, by far the majority arc due to disputes or quarrels about triflies. Surely under such conditions it should be possible to reduce the number of homicides to the point reached in other civilized countries." North Bay Nugget:â€"A Vermont farâ€" mier believes that his cows produce betâ€" ter milk to music and has installed a portable radio out in the barn. Perâ€" haps he‘s even thinking of raising his Grade A milk to Grade Aâ€"sharp. The disputes over domestic or family affairs that led to murder were of the following type: "An irate husband beats and kills his wife because his dinner is not ready on time; a drunken youih shoots his mother for remonsuating with him about drinking to execess; a man shoots a friend after an argument over being the last to be served a glass of beer in a neighbour‘s The lesson to be learned from this study of 500 murders is summed up in the report as follows: The domestic quarrels that led to 11.6 per cent. of the murders were not triangle cases. Jealousy or thwarted love accounted for 176 per cent. of the killings, but these came thirg on the list. Second greatest cause of killing was quarrelling over money or property, somelimes as little as 25 cents being involved. Domestic quarrels over trifles aro responsible for more than thuree times as many slayings as gangster killings, ths Metropolitan Life Insurance Comâ€" pany has found from an analysis of 500 homecides, says Scicnce Service. A respectable boarding house was found for her to go to for thrse weeks in Richmond; and Mr. Haye arranged for her mother to take, her from the prison to Rithmond in a hired car; after a fortnight‘s rest she was to go Lo an employment agency recommended by the prison chaplain, and try to get a Jjob. Most Domestic Homicides Come from Minor Causes "They want me to go to a home for three weeks, â€"but I feel I can‘t fice it. Any more institutional life after comâ€" ing out would drive me mad. If I may borrow the twentyâ€"five pcunds you offer to give me, I will look around for a jab as soon as I come out." The problem of what to do with Christabel whem she came out had to be faced. His dignity would not allow Mr. Haye to leave her to the care of th»> Prisoners‘ Aid Society. It was usual for prisoners to be sent into the coun‘try to some women‘s rest camp or convalescent home after their discharge. but Christapel wrote to her mother; Mr. Haye would tighten his lips, so that she was afraid to say more; it seemed indecent to have mentioned the imnatter. The Haye‘s pitied Christabel, but were sorrierx Therso was the disgrace to be lived down. "Poor Christabel!" Mrs. Hayc would say, half tearfully. Her mother had writtesn to her reguâ€" larly; jbut as Christabel "would underâ€" stand," it was too difficult for her to vis*s the prison. She saw there a face no longer torâ€" turedâ€"looking with nervous strain. _A pals face with dark eyes alight under mild lids, and subtle shadows under the cheek bones. Someone ‘who was quite different from the girl Christabel.. A woman. A woman who, as she knew everything and yet was still herâ€" selfâ€"because she was {undamen‘{aly inncocent. The thoncht of gzoing out {rcubled her more and more.. She had assumed that she must sink, that she would find an occupation secrubbing workhouse floors, perhaps; she could not believe that she would ever take her place again in the world as an ordinary middleâ€"class woman. ‘"You must make the effort," said the chaplain. "But how shall I be able to conceal where I‘ve been? How can I go back?" ‘"Prisoners go back every day," ‘said ‘he chaplain. "To their old lxomcs and their old occupations!" She was glad that at lcasL there was no old home to face. the prisoners. "I was‘ard on that boy!" As Christabsl grew more aware of the grey, halfâ€"muted life inside the prison, and learned the stories of the unfortunate, abnormal, or merely feeâ€" bleâ€"minded women abcut her, her sense of her own comparative integrity gave her strength. The havoc of her life was all without; there was no real ruin within; perhaps only.a greater strength from suffering and experience. She glimpsed her face in the mirror in passing one cold morning, when she was thinking of these thingsâ€"surprised herself with a glimpse of beauty. After that she could look into the mirror with detached interest,. son had died in Canada. ; "I was ‘ard on ‘im!" said the wardâ€" ress to Christabel, sniffing wretchedly and not caring who saw her. Perhaps she suddenly felt equal in guilt with (To be Continued) THE PCRCUPINE ADVANCE, TIMMIN3, onNTARIQ (F®:rom Toronto Telegram) With the resumption 0of"° seasonal ecmployment in the spring, it is natural that effort should be made to move young men out of the relief ranks. But, as Mayor day has pointed out, it is unreasonable that the Province should take the stand that after March 3ist it will make no contribution toawards the relief of ‘this class. The city‘s 2,200 single uneimployed and 630 transients cannot beâ€"turned out before winter has fairly gone, nor can the city undertake the entire cost of providing for them. The province‘s responsibility in this respéeci is just as great in April as it is in March, and urficss it intends to is In and unrleéss it intends to launch aâ€"work scheme before the usual Province Shirks Relief of Single and Transients Timmins Garage Co. Limited Phone 800 makes it look as though the old system is to continue, for the present at any rate. But if the province slips out unâ€" ostentatiously from under its responâ€" sibilities and piles them upon the mauniâ€" cipal taxpayer. it won‘t forget to cheer him by the reminder on his tax bill that his taxes are one imill less by reason of a provincial subsidyâ€"even if that subâ€" sidy was taken out of the municipal coffers by the provincial assumption of the income tax revenue. Timmins, Ont. of Canadian Industries Limited. The competition calls for a proficiency ratâ€" ing of 75 per cent. and provides trainâ€" ing in revolver shooting ftor every memâ€"«â€" ber of every force. Tests have to be reépeated every six months and. conâ€" stables scoring a minimum of 745 per cent of the possible total are entitled to wear an arm badge of crossed r®â€" volvers. The revolver training is part of a nationâ€"wide movement that in reâ€" cent years has changed police protecâ€" tion from a haphazard affair to a science. In addition to undergoing training in the care and handling of firearms, says the writer, a constable today has to prove himself physically fit, wel educated and mentally alert before he can take to the beat. Blairmore Enterprisc:â€"Jackic says, a spinster is a bachelor‘s wife." PAGE THREE