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Home and School Club Meeting This Evening A meeting of the Home and School Club will be held in the Central Public Sehnool on Thursday evening, (toâ€"night) #t 8 o‘clock. Mr. Transom, principal of the Cenâ€" tral Public School, will be the speaker at the meeting, choosing as his topic "Public School Courses of Study." iA programime of Czechoslovakian songs and dances will be presented during THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 25TH, 1041 "All parents are invited to attend the meeting, particularly the parents of Toronto Telegram :â€"Th contends that money is : is the one who has never h ture van to take away failure to mee? the payimn( SAVES sorvrion* of Gillett‘s Pure Flake Lye will take the drudgery out of dozens of tasks. It clears clogged drains . . . lifts grease and hardâ€"Daked food off pots and pans . . . It saves rubâ€" bing and scrubbing because it cuts through dirt in a jiffy. Keep a tin handy. WEAW Lw YOU HOURS OF Heavy Work *Never dissolve lye in hot water. 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The BANE of NOV A SCOTIA There is security and privacy in the £ _\ "VYou get WHEAT GERM as VMature provides it" irni~â€" _ for It is not too much to expect your eyelashes to look thicker, longer and more hih than they actually are, and it is all done with one tiny mirror and a fow good eve aids. The natural desire is to have long lashes which curl upward. Such eye beauty requires that you keep your lashes adequately Ilubricated night and day. You know ithat dry hair does not hold a curl, well, neither will dry lashes. A bit of special lash oil or cream, or white vaseline will help to keep the hair glossy and versatile. Lash cream may be applied over yonr colcring to help counteract the arying effecy of most mascaras. Any lubriâ€" cant should be brushed on with a clean brush from the roo‘s to the very tips. For Greater Length Either liquid, cake or cream imascaTa may be used to make your lashes look longer (or to dramatize their actual length). The color is applied with anocher clean brush (your masâ€" ANN RUTHERFORD instructs how to line the eyes at the outer edge of the lashes, extending the line a fraction of an inch to the outet edge of the eye, make eves look sizes larger. ',[â€"?Sâ€"e'auty and Y uovely Eyelashes Possible If Groomed Daily Buy War Savings Stamps Nar Savings Star and Certificates by PATRICIA LINDSAY cara brush must be washed after each application). Most women like to colâ€" or cnly the very tips and the outer lishes, ‘but it is permissible to color the length of the lash if you wish. However, your brush must have only a spec of the coloring on it as you work or you will discover that Jhe lashes stick together unattractively. A narrow fine brush which usually comes with a tube or cake of color is betiter for this purpose than larger one. A second clean, dry brush is used to whisk off any Surplus makeâ€"up from the lashes before a bit a lash cream (for gloss) os applied. Now your lashes are ready for the curler which is shaped to fit the upper eyelid. This little instrument with its scissorâ€"like handle is easy to manipulâ€" ate. You isimply place it over the lashes, press it tight and hold it in place a minute or two. When you release it your lashes are curling upâ€" ward just as you dreamed they would. Of course you can improvise on this curling direction. For instance if you wish only your outer lashes ito curl outward and upward (to get an Oriental effect) you may curl them ‘hat way. The only trick to curling laches is in keeping them nicely lubâ€" ricated. â€"If yourlashes are dry, . and you colour them with mascara and then curl them you are quite likely to have a pair of kinky eyes! inecml nur!" For extraâ€"special eyelash glamour (when you want to be siren) you may (if you have a hand) draw aA fine brown or black line close ito ihe roo‘s of yoeur upper lashes before you curl ‘This makes, them appear to ‘be itwice as thick as they are, and if you do rescrt ito ithis artifice reâ€" Repair Manâ€"Shall I install a loud or soft horn, sir? Motoristâ€"Just one with a dinty sneer.â€"Columbia Jester. * ember ito act up to your eye glamâ€" THE KIND HE WANTED Margaret McGregor Hears Parents on B. B. C. Broadcast Scouth Porcupine, Sept. 24â€"(Special to The Advance)â€"The Rebekah Pas: CGrands‘ Club held its first meeting of the fall season on Tuesday at the home of Mrs. E. Stanlake, Dome Extension, with Mrs. B. Webb, and Mrs. C. H. Libby, as joint hostesses for the social part of the evening. After busness was concluded bridge was played, priges going io: 1st, Mrs. Libby, and 2nd, Mrs. J. Hean (a guest). A delicious lunch was served by the hostesses. Margaret McGregor, our Eittle Sceotâ€" tisch guest evacuee is very happy this week. She received a cable on Saiurâ€" day from the B.B.C. informing her that her mother and father would be speaking to her from Glasgow on Monday giving time etc. Margaret (and some other townspeaple) listened in and heard the broadcast which came over very clearly. ‘"Keep smiling," said Mrs. McGregor, "it won‘t be long now," and her father also spoke to her. This will be repeated in a generâ€" al broadcast again on Satunday at 12 p.m. on the C.B.C. An interesting coincidence was noted by a le‘ter received ‘by Margaret from Little Guest Evacuee at South Poreupine Hears Parents from Glasgow. A correction is necgssary regarding the notice of the Eastern Star tea, elsewhere in today‘s issue. The tea (and the drawing for the blankets) will take place «on PFriday, Sept. 26thâ€"not on Thursday, Sept. 25thâ€"as given. ‘hem on his next leave that they forâ€" got altoge‘her to get his name. Mrs. Houstcn with whom Margaret is livingy at 102 Gallagher Ave. South Porcupine, wonders if this soldier has written to Timmins telling his relatives of the incidenit. If so, will they get in touch with her. On Sepnt. the Finrmish ladizs are holding a tea in the Masonic Hall, the proceeds ito go to ‘the Briliish Bomb Victims‘ Fund This will be on from L to 9 pm., and ithe famous Finnish coffes bread will be on sale. The regular weekly meeting of the 5blst LO.D.E. iGirl Guides was held on Thursday night at 7.30 in th¢e Hollinger Scout hall. This meeting was held so as to reâ€" gister the new gwdes and reâ€"arrange the patrols. The meeting was opened with the forming of a horseshoe and the singing of "God Save the King." Mrs. Wheeler then spoke ito the Guides ard thanked Capt. Sheridan for carrying on the Guide work during the past year and asked the Guides to coâ€" operate with Capt. Osborne as ‘well as they had done with their previous leaders. She (irritably)â€"Don‘t you ever talk of love? He (bashfully)â€"Erâ€" yes. I love this weather. Don‘t you?â€"Globe and Mail. Capt. Osborne then dismissed the Guides. There will be notice in the paper whether there will be a meeting next Thursday if there is the Guides are asked to meet in full uniform at seven o‘clock. B. Sheridan then took the Guides in a few games. Britain‘s Fighting Planes and Warships 29 NOW AVAILABLE "Flying Fortress"‘, "Bristol Beaufighter", "H.M.S. King George V‘"‘ and many others PONOR FELLOW â€"B, Sheridan MR. XOSA, A coloured pean education, short of giant in detective skill.. SIR JOHN : A South African gold mining magnate; widower, rather pompous and purseâ€"proud, but sound at heart. What the Story Has Revealed Peter Crosby, taking a seaside holiâ€" day at Marathon, South Africa‘s preâ€" mier resort, meets Lucy Carr, and falls deely in love with her. Characters in the Story PETER CROSBY: Young mining enâ€" gineer taking a modest seaside holiday when the story opens. LUCY CARR: His only child, a very attractive girl in the early twenties. Lucy is more interested in him than she would @dmit. But to Peter the whole affair seems hopeless because the Carr‘s are notoriously wealthy and he (Peter) has only the small income of a young man learning his profesâ€" sion. TERENCE PARRY: A rich young acquaintance of.the Carr‘s. «: A man of great charm and good looks, FRANCIS GOULD: Sir John Cartr‘s secretary. Silent, reserved: much ocâ€" cupied with his work and with mining statistics. diamond from Johannesburg, affects to take an interest in him, and tells him he can make a fortune overâ€"night by buying shares known as Golden Deeps. Monte is willing to lend him £1,000 to make the gamble. Peter‘s dilemma is apparent to many people. One Mr. Monte a rather rough Monte almost forces the money upon the younger iman, and Peter telephones a firm of stockbrokers to buy Golden Deeps (a share which had done badly and is then dormant) at a low price. Monte knows that rich, new deposits of gold had been found in the Golden Deep mine. After Peter had bought the shares, the news of the find beâ€" comes known, the shares rise tenfold and Peter sells his parcel while the going is good. Almost at the same time, Monte, Peter‘s benefactor, is found dead under a large beach umâ€" brella, stabbed through the heart. Before hearing the. news about Monte, Peter met Sir John Carr, who invited him to join the Carr party in the luxury hotel, the Orient. He acâ€" cepted and decided to say nothing about his acquaintance with Monte. CHAPTER VII MKR. XOSA REâ€"APPEARS When Sir John shephered them into his own suite, he carefully closed and locked the door . . . "There!" he said, with a sigh of satisâ€" faction. ‘"We may have to talk to the police, when they come, but until then I‘m darned if were going to be badâ€" gered by a pack of busybodies eager for gory details What about that breakfast!" He stared angrily. In a carner of the room, washing his fine hands with invisible soap, stood Mr. Sam Orion, the hotel manager. Behind him, in a submissive attitude, stood a small plump Bantu, whose brown eyes behind the large spectacles were meek. "I trust you will pardon the intruâ€" sion," said Mr. Orion in his archâ€"deaâ€" con‘s voice. "But, considering your anxiety, as expressed to me, I thought it onlyâ€"humâ€"properâ€"â€"â€"* ‘"Come to the point man!‘" said Sir John brusquely.. "Don‘t beat about the bush. And who‘s this?" He glared at the Bantu. Peter also was staring at the little man... He was puzzled. He felt he had seen the felâ€" low beforeâ€"but where? ‘"The eagle may have no cause to remember the sparrow, but the sparâ€" row shall surely not forget the eagle," said the Bantu in his mild voice. *"We have met before. Mr. Xosa, your humâ€" ble servant, here." He bowed his kinky head. In one hand he held a white hat. . In the other was a black stick. "Mr. Xosa has the honour to return to youâ€"" With a swift gesture, he transferred the hat to the hand that held the stick, and held out to Sir John a wallet of fine leather. . The initials J.C. were stamped in neat gold in one corner. "My noteâ€"case!" exclaimed Sir John. "Be so good as to check contents and see that all is correct," murmured Mr. XOsa. "A thousand apologies!" he explained "Apparently there had been a mistake. The police had got the wrong man. This fellow here found out who the real thief wasâ€"â€"" "Just a minute!" Sir John commandâ€" ed. He spoke directly to Mr. Kosa. "They‘d arrested your brother, hadn‘t they? You said something about knowâ€" ing who the real culprit was. Someâ€" body calledâ€"" Before OQrion could answer, the Banâ€" tu had sidled in front of him. The movement was so quick and smooth, and so apparently humble, that he had blotted the hotel marmager out of the picture before even Mr. Orion himself was aware of the indignity. Sir John took the proferred case, and began to go through its contents raâ€" pidly. Mr. Xosa watched him. Then, Mr. Orion came to life. Flouâ€" rishing his manicured hands, he thrust the Bantu aside. His smile was ingraâ€" tiating. "Tickey Charlie" murmured Mr. KXosa regretfully. *"Very evil fellow." "The night porter," said Mr. Orion. He wriggled in embarrassment. "I can THIE SANDS Ne .u“ 4 ‘ # ‘ K V w im â€"-â€"/ Alexonder Camn»bell PUBLISMED BY SPECIAL ARRANXGEMENT -.-"-w RNIDDLEâ€" man of Euroâ€" stature, but assure you I never suspectedâ€" The Bantu shrugged. "I had a talk with Tickey Charlie," he said. "I reâ€" proached him with allowing an innoâ€" cent man to suffer for his misdeeds. He confessed and with tears in his eyes returned your wallet to me." "H‘m," said Sir John drily. He asked Mr. Orion: "Did you see this fellow Tickey Charlie? Did he have tears in his eyes?" "HMHe did," said Mr. Orion. As the mining magnate was smiling, he also permitted himself a brief glimmer of imitative amusement. "He also had several teeth missing and a pigeon‘s egg lump on the top of his head." "HMe stumbled and fell while we were talking," said Mr. Xosa regretfully. "I hope you do not think that I employed violence? â€" I assure you, such was farâ€" thest from my thoughts." "Well," said Sir John laughing, "that‘s as may be. Anyway,, I‘m most grateful to you. Hereâ€"" He began to fold a note. Mr. Xosa held up a black hand "No no. Please do not reward me. ‘FGO have had the pleasure of returning your property and effecting release of my worthy brother from police incarâ€" ceration, is enough. You have checked the contenis?" he asked anxiously. "All is present and correct?" "It‘s all here," Sir John reassured him "Then I shall take my leave." He bowed gravely, and retreated from the room, clutching his white hat and his black stick. Mr. Orion rushed into the breech. "A bit comical, what?" he said with a little laugh. "Mr. Orion," Sir John careâ€" lessdy. "What salary do they pay you to look after this hotel?" Mr. Orion‘s eyes widened. "Well, he began "How much?" Mr. OQrion wriggled. But the custoâ€" mer is always right. It was the chief tenet of the faith that had raised him so successfully from dishâ€"washer in a cafeâ€"onâ€"wheels to the present position. He sighed, and submitted.. "A thousand a year. Of course I could do better than that. I‘ve had offers. But the sea suits my health." ‘"‘Mr. Orion," said Sir John grimly "One of my colleagues is an Indian. Do you know how much he earns?" Mr. Orion was uncomfortable and a little sullen. "No." "Five times as much as you do." The hotel manager hesitated. His plump face was flushed with colour. Then he decided to swallow the snub. "Noâ€"Yes," said Sir John. He waved a hand at Peter. "This gentleman is joining my party. I want him to have a comfortable room, facing the sea, on our floor." Mr. Orion had been very considerâ€" ably cowed. He showed it by acceptâ€" ing this order, in midâ€"season, with atâ€" tics at a premium, without the slightâ€" est demur. "Yes sir. Your name sir?" Well, here we go thought Peter grimâ€" John had.~ very effectually burned his boats for him. "Peter Crosby," he said. Mr. Orion nodded. "I shall arrange it right away." He prepared to leave the room. Sir John regarded him curiously. "Haven‘t you heard the bad news?" he asked. CHAPTER VIII PETER FEELS UNEASY "Sir John Carr?" The stranger‘s voice was polite and well modulated. "My name is Detecâ€" tiveâ€"Inspector Quayle." His eyes, a steely grey to match his hair, wanâ€" dered inquiringly round the group that lingered in Carr‘s sitting room. "I‘m sorry to intrude. I have to ask a few purely routine questions about the finding of the body of a man called "Very interesting," he said. "Erâ€"will there be anything more?" Mr. Orion paused in his stride. His pink and white face, turned to look over his shoulder, had recovered its habitual smug composure. "Bad news, Sir John?" "One of your guests hasâ€"met with ain accident." "Mr. Parry and my daughter found him on the beach this morning," said Sir John.. "He was dead. Someone had stuck a knife into him." The pink filed from Mr. Orion‘s face, leaving it all white. For a moment they thought he was going to faint. Then: "Oh, my God!" said Mr. Orion in a whisper.. And without another word he would have fled from the room, had not Sir John called him back to ensure his attention for t,he breakfast he had ardered. Mr. Orion frowned. "An accident? Which one?" "Mr. Monte," said the mining magâ€" nate, and Peter saw the hotel manager flinch as from a blow. He reflected that Mr. Monte must have been a trial to the snobbish little soul of Mr. Orion. "Mr. Monte," repeated Orion. "What has happened to him?" Monte on the beach this morning," uspectedâ€"*" ‘ Sir JC to have," retorted | matched your business, to "*Come Instead of which daughter Sir John nodded. His composure matched the policeman‘s. "Come in, Inspector," he invited. ‘‘My daughter, Luecy; Mr. Terence Parry; and Mr. Peter Crosby... Qualye nodded solemnly to each in turn as Sir John waved a hand. "No doubt the people vou wish to "‘That won‘t be: necessary," said Quayle. His smile was friendly, withâ€" out dropping any of his authority. . As I said, these are merely routine inquirâ€" ies." He took out and slowly opened and smoothed on his knee a small noteâ€" book. "Now, Mr. Quayle had the knack of asking the right questions, and Terence‘s answers were businesslike and to the point, though he omitted nothing. Peter watched him in surprise. Hitherto he had only known this elegant young man to drawl and appear faintly amusâ€" ed,. This was a new side to him. Paraâ€" doxically, the jealousy he had always felt of Parry mounted higher.. The man, as well as being handsome and obviously rich, was no fool . . . Terence told how he and Lucy had been strolling along the beach, how they had sighted Monte, how he had remembered that he owed Monte a pound, and how he had approached him to be horrified to discover that the man was dead. "Good enough," said Quayle, and put away his notebook. He rose. ‘"You say that none of you knew Monte except as another guest? That seems to be the general answer. Apâ€" parently the man had no friends. . He seems to have been a mysterious sort of person. According to Orion the hoâ€" tel manager, he arrived here out of the blue before the season had proâ€" perly begun, installed himself in a suite, and has been here ever since. "I suppose none of you has anything to add to that? â€" Oh well, I didn‘t exâ€" pect you would have. By the way, you aren‘t staying in the hotel, are you Mr. Crosby? I didn‘t see your name in the list of guests." Peter reflected grimly that this polâ€" iceman was a fast worker. He answered: "No. As a matter of fact, I‘m just on the point of moving in."‘ 4 "Lucky to get a room at this time," said Quayle with a grin. ‘"Have you just arrived in Marathon?" ‘"No, I‘ve been here‘ _ a couple of weeks" said Peter. ~ He hesitated; then as the policeman seemed to be waiting, he gave him the name of the obscure hotel at which he was staying. The ascent from Peter‘s modest "pub" to the majestic Orient would have caused raised eyebrows in the dullest person; but Quayle, who must know Marathon, its hotels, and their social gradations, like the back of his hand, remained impassive. ‘"Well, that‘s really allâ€"and ever so many thanks for your patience and help." ‘"Goodbye. Oh, and by the way none of you will be leaving Marathon just yet, I take it? There‘ll be the inâ€" quest, you know.. You may have to give formal evidence." sums of mont been rather ; o. His departure left a little embarrassed silence in its wake. Quayle‘s last words, though apparently innocuous, had been a very definite instruction to them. Peter noted with dismay that it had apparently been addressed to him, too, though he had had nothing to do with the finding of the body, and on the surâ€" face had nothing to link him with the tragedy. He was striding down the corridor when he heard the swift light tap of heels and Lucy appeared at his side. "Peter!" "Hullo, Lucy," he said inanely. "Peter," she said in a low voice. "I want to talk to you." She faced him squarely. "Peter, there‘s something T1 don‘"t understayd." ‘"What‘s that?" "Since we‘ve known each other, it‘s only natural that I should have learnt something about vourâ€"vour cirecumâ€" of course that was silly. find you suddenly preparf here, and generally beha had come into a fortune, But he had no time for further thought. Sir John briskly broke the silence. *"Peter, you‘d better hop across to your hotel and see to the transfer of your stuff." "Quite a good idea, sir," agreed Peter, "If you"ll excuse meâ€"â€"" He made his exit, feeling ashamed, for he had not had a chance for a word He made his exit, feeling ashamed, for he had not had a chance for a word alone with Lucy, and he had not dared to meet her eyes since she had enâ€" tered with Parry and found him teteâ€"aâ€" tete with her father. But he did not get very far. stances." 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