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Saint and- Sinner v By ANNE AUSTIN V■l V

WHAT HA% GONE BEFORE MRS. LANE. Tat. middle-aged, 'sickly: JIM LANE, a carpenter, trying to branch out into contracting on a email scale; JUNIOR LANE. 21. lovable but wild; FAITH. 20. who Maya/at home and drudges tor the family; CHERRY, beautiful, tiny, a flirt: JOY, 9. irrepres- „ Bible and impudent-—are an A, Whe^M f r an Lane invites 808 HATHAWAIf to dinner. In the hope of landing a Job of contracting: with the younfr business man. both Faith and Cherry are instantly attracted to him., but he has eyes for no one but Cherry, who, after stealing: all the credit for the delicious dinner which Faith has prepared, whisks Hathaway off to a movie, leaving: Faith to despise herself for her one attempt at flirting:. __ .. WhUe Cherry Is out with Hathaway, a call comes for her from CHRIS WILEY, a man of unsavory reputation, to whom Jim Lane has forbidden the house. After Hathaway has left. Cheiry telephones Wiley, and long: after midnight slip® out of the house to keep a rendezvous with him. Faith, awake, hears a scream, as does Jim Lane. The two find Cherry being: borne away to a car in the arms of a man who drops her when Jim Lane threatens to shoot. Cherry lies, says she does not know who her would-be \ Abductor is. but after her father is in >.ed confesses to Faith, who upbraids •Xicrry pacifies her sister with promises. then teaslnrly accuses Faith of being: in love with Hathaway, and offers to tell Faith what Hathaway said about hP NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER VI "Bob said you’d make a wonderful wife for some lucky young devil!” Cherry snuggled her tiny self closely against Faith’s long, splendid body, like a kitten, expecting to have its fur stroked. "Aren’t you thrilled, ■honey?” Faith closed her eyes, lest Cherry see the upleaping 'of glad light in them. “How did he —happen—to say that?” she asked slowly, huskily. \ "Oh, I was telling him how ypu. slave for all of us —you know, darling, I didn’t really mean to make him think l cooked the dinner and set the table, though I know. you think I did—and how you at home and let me traipse around, like a silly little butterfly ” “In other words,” and F/ihh turned her back on her sister ana covered her hot cheeks with her palms, “you gave him to understand that I don’t have any dates, that I’m just the family drttdge. "O Cherry, why don’t you give me a chance’?” she demanded passionately. "I’ll own up! do like Boh Hathaway, as much as you do—and more! But you get your work in the 'first minute he’s in the house, and he can’t see me for the glitter you mak(| I’m not homely, really. I have a sense of humor! I can talk, I can play, I can sing! But, O Bord, what good does it do me —with you around?” „ . "I’m sorry, Faith’. Cherry's 'oice was humble, but there was the suggestion of a kitten’s contented purr beneath the meekness. girl can be really angry when she Is accused of being a heartless flirt. “I really didn’t mean to take Chester away from you, I give him back —from me to you, with love! But don’t ask me to put the dimmers on when Bob Hathaway’s do it, honey! I’m wild about him! Ancf think how pleased Dad will be if he S ets the contract!” Fafth did not answer. She lay perfectly stiil so long that Cherry thought she was asieep. Put it was almost time for the alarm clock to go off at 6:30 before she- lost her heartache in the sudden, deep sleep of utter fatigue. She was frying the breakfast bacon before she realized, with a sick~ ening heart throb of dismay, that she had not heard Junior come in at all. SiTe ran to the living room, found that the davenport had not been converted into a bed. It was not like Long to stay out all night, without telephoning. As she was worrying over whether she should break the news to her mother and father, the telephone shrilled loudly, repeatedly, indicating a long distance call.

“Hello, Faith! Lord, but I’m glad It’s you!" It was Junior's voice, coming faintly over the wires. “I’m in the devil of a fix, Sis. They pinched ua last night in Marlboro County— ’’ “You and who else?’’ Faith demanded sharply, in spite of her pounding heart. * “Fay and me,’’ Junior answered reluctantly. “Speeding. Honest, we weren’t doing more’n thirty-five, but they’ve got us nailed for fifty. Say, Sia, you’ve got to get me out of this! Fifty bucks! Aw, gee, I can’t help it, Faith! I’d rather be shot than cime home. But if ydu can’t make Dad pay it, it means ten cjpys in Jail. Fay’s stallin’ her folkk—sent ’em a telegram she’s staying with a girl friend over here. Says her dad will fVut her in a reformatory if he finds about this. Yeah, they’re holding us both, because the license waA in Fay’s name and I was driving.” “I don’t know what I can do," Faith wailed, keeping her voice as low as possible. At any moment her father or mother might come out of their room and demand to know what was up. “Aw, gee, Faith, be a sport! Get the coin somehow and wire it to Judge Pratt. They fined us last ■night soon as we were brought in. They got a drive on for speeders, and were holding night court. Please, Sis! Fay’s nearly off her head —” “I’m not thinking of her,” Faith said grimly. “I'll see what I can do.” “Where’s Junior?” Mr. Lane de-, manded when he sat down to his breakfast at seven-thirty. I see he dion’t sleep here last night. That young man is gettin* just a little too big for his breeches —” “He telephoned a few minutes ago,. Dad,” said Faith, hurrying in with the coffee pot. “He—he had to see a fellow on busfhess over in Marlboro and decided to stay all night.” “Then why in Ram Hill didn’t he phone last night?” “He —he couldn’t get a telephone.” Faith felt herself skating on thin ice as she tried to stick to the truth and yet shield her brother. For she had no intention of asking her father for the fifty dollars. After Cherry and Mr. Lane had left, Faith hurried to her bedroom and locked the door. In her handkerchief box were the four $5 bills that her- father had given her to pay on the grocery, butcher and dairy bills. Feeling like a criminal, she took two of the bills, then unlocked a cheap little Jewel box that "had been a Christmas present when she' was a little girl. It held all her treasures of any value—fifteen dollars that she had saved over a period of

months toward buying a decent coat suit for the fall; a ten-dollgr gold piece that Grandpa Lane had given her for her twentieth birthday, and which he had promised to match at Christmas time if it was still unspent, for Grandpa's hobby was thrift, which he tried unsuccessfully •to teach all of his grandchildren; a locket and chain, wijich she had worn as a baby; a heavy, oddlyshaped nugget of ptfre gold, a souvenir of Grandpa’ * glorious participation in the ’49 Gold Rush; a ring now outgrovtfci, set with a tiny "chip” diamond, which her parents had given her on her graduation from grammar school; and lastly, pride of her heart, though she had been too modest to wear it, a gold medal, won In a "music memory” contest-in and inscribed •with her name and the date. She calculated swiftly. Ten plus ten was twenty; plus fifteen, made thirtyJlve. Could shq pawn the -rtledal, the nugget, the ring and the locket for fifteen, ary? if she could, fyOw could she ever redeem them? And she was really stealing $lO from Dad. Long would have to pay her back, every penny of it, if it meant hounding him Mercilessly for months. He couldn’t get away with it this time v She had shielded him so often that he expected it. He knew good and well she wouldn’t tell Dad on him! That terribble Fay Allen! A pity Fay couldn't pay it back herself! She stuffed money and childhood treasures into her handbag, dressed <fs swiftly as possible, and pjjesented herself before her mother, who was tatting beside the dining-room window. "I’ve got to go to town, Mothfer, to take Joy's white dress to the hemstitcher’s. I want to go before it gets so hot. I’ll hurry back and get the work done before \noon. Now, don’t try to do anything! You look awfully tired this jpnrnlng. Did you sleep well with the bromide?” "I never slept a wink”’ Mrs. Lahe sighed wearily. "I declare, if this h<?mt don't let un, I’ll go jump in the river!” * ■ Faith Rtopped to kiss her a tiny smile tugging aU-the corners of her mouth. If her mother had not slept soundly, she must have gone suddenly deaf in the night, not to have hoard the uproar over Cherry's near abduction. When she had visited the pawnbroker, she found that she still lacked $1.20 of having the necessary SSO, and there was the telegraph fee to be paid, too. Hot-cheeked with shame, she forced herself to borrow $3 from, a girl friend, working as a stenographer in Hie Prudential Bldg. Her wire to Long Lane was terse! “Money sent. Dad doesn’t know.

See me first.” J Faith was busy with house cleaning when Cherry’s voice t/illed excitedly over the telephone: "Hello, Faith! Got the job! tTHIh! Swell offices! Oh, he’s an old darling! I feel like he’s my grandpa already! Oh, yes, I'll be careful,” she giggled at Faith's suggestion that she give 'old Mr. Cluny no chance to "get fresh.” “And so, Faith, I'jn going over to the Banner Store on my lunch hour and get that printed chiffon I was telling you about. Preston me my full week's, pay.” v “Would you mind getting plain maize-colored chiffon for me, Cherry?” Faith asked. “O, I’ll get you the prettiest stuff in the store*’! Cherry caroled. But when she brought the material home that evening and'snapped the cord of bundle triumphantly. Faith's hopes of a becoming dress were dashed. Cherry had bought two pieces of printed chilforj. \ “This is fbr me,” Cherry shook out the folds of pale, cool Undine green, splashed richly with coral-pink and yellow tulips—such tulips as never grew in any conservatory —and draped the lovely material about her tiny body. Her flushed, apricot-tint-ed cheeks, her vivid lips and her riot of glorious curls took on a keen new beauty. “And this la for you,” she said as she tossed aside her own material—and snatched up the other piece of chiffon, draping it likewise down her own slight figure. "But, Cherry,” Faith’s voi&e was husky with tears of disappointment, “you know 1 can’t wear powder blue ans orchid. Why, I’d look like a house in that big-flowered stuff, and the blue against my olive skin would make me look like I had yellow jaundice. O, It’s lovely—for you! I asked you to buy maize chiffon for me.” 4 ’“'They didn't have any, sulked, crushing the lovely blue chiffon with its great, rioting orchids, in an angry little fist. "So that’s the thanks Pget for spending my hard-earned money on you! It’ll be a cold day in August when I buy you another dross! Well—” she bundled the* material wrappings with trembling hands-r—"l was feeling kind of mean for' asking Chester Hart here to supper, as my beau, but now I don’t—give— 4 — damn!” Faith's Yace werit very white; her eyes were very black and enormous when she whirled upon her mother with the question: "Mother, are you sure you didn’t sleep a wink lait night?” ' (To Be Coritfjnued)

HOOSIER IS ROAD HEAD Lawrence A. Downs Chosen I: C. Railroad President. Lawrence A. Downs, a Hoosier, has succeeded C. H. Markham as president of the Illinois Central Railroad, B. W. Fredenburg, local commercial agent, announced today Born at Greencastje, Irid., in 1872, Dowtis began work with the Illinois Central in 1896, shortly^after graduation from Purdue University. Ho was a rodman at S6O a month. He was assistant general manager In 1920, when he became vice president and general manager of the Central of Georgia Railroad, a subsidiary oCthe I. C. Markham retired from the presi-, dency to become chairman of the board of directors. M V

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“The VANITY CASE” A Tale ojf Mystery and Love By CAROLYN WELLS —

BF.GIN HERB TODAY i Mvstewoiiß lights flash from the Heath bungalow one night and the next day Harbor Gardens. Hong Island, is agog over /the murder ol MYRA HEATH and the dUappearance ol her husband. PERRY. ' House guests of the Heaths are LAWRENCE INMAN, heir to Myras fortune, and beautiful BUNNY MOORE to whom suspicion points because of- - queer actions. Myra Heath never used cosmetics, yet when her body was fbund she , was heavily rouged. A rare old bottle her collection of glass had been used to kill her. Candles were burning at her head and feet. At the Country Club thd murder is discussed bv 9AM ANDERSON. Heath s rival for the club presidency: AH CUNNINGHAM. who Is trying to solve the crime, and others. ~ ' - Bunny is amazed to get a phone call from Perry Heath, saying Inman is the murderer. Cunningham goes to Anderson’s hous and there, while waiting for his host, is confronted by Perry Heath, who then slips away in the darkness. Andenson arrives soon after and upbraids Cunningham for letting Heath get away. TODHUNTER BUCK, who is In love with Bunny, is witness to a nocturnal / meeting between the girl and Heath. He triee to get Bunny to explain and when she refuses he calls in his friend, STEVE TRUITT, a famous detective. Bunny tells Truitt she had gone down- ' stairs the nftht of the murder and seen Mvra Heath, not yet cold inmeath. and Inman peeping from behind Xi curl a in. NOW GO ON WITH THE t STORY CHAPTER XLII 1 Mrs. Prentiss and her nephew came home from the funeral, full of that newsy gossip always engendered by such occasions. -“Cfood boy, Truitt!” Todd cried, on seeing "his. frlertd. “You’re the Old Dependable still, I see. And you’ve scraped acquaintance with our little lady, here. That’s all to the good.” “Have you been shown to your room? Did they make you comfortable?’’ Mrs. Prantiss hovered about like a motherly hen: and though she got no definite answers to her questions, she gathered that her servants had done theif duty by the new guest. J|“No,” said Tod, in answer to a uery from Bunny, “Heath didn’t show up. I didn’t expqct he would! Now, I say, Steve, whatever you do, or plan to do, you’d better get busy. For Mott has fire In eye, and-He's coming over here —” “When?” Bunny asked. “Right away, I shouldn’t wonder. Have you two talked a bit?” “Yes,” Tfruitt said gravely. “Miss Moore has told tn 6, I think, some details that she hadn’t before disNow, am/I captain here, Tod?” \.‘ ' v

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“You’re Captain of this end of the investigation. I mean you're to do all you can to clear Miss Moore of suspicion and to steer Mott track.” “If Miss Moore is clearedof suspicion, surely that will automatically put Mott off that track.” “Yes. Can you do It?” "Whgft? Clear Miss Moore? Certainly. I can clear who is innocent” Toddy Buck gave a quick, glad look from one to the other of the pair before him. “You’ll get your chance, then,” he said, “for here comes Mott now.” The detective came In and was politely greeted He sensed a slight antagonism, but -it did not baffle him, for he was riore or less accustomed to that. “Mr. Truitt,” Tod said, as he introduced the men, “Is a private detective as well as a friend of mine. He is'here to assist in investigating the Heath case ,if you care to consider his work in the light of assistance. If not, he wilL-proceed independently. We hope there will be no friction or discord, but that, Mr. Mott, is up to you.” Tod’s voice, though quiet, -had a ring, and Mott hesitated a moment before he replied: "You are putting it baldly. Buck, and Ini not sure I can answer offhand. But I have no reason to refuse Mr. Truitt’s help, ( and I don’t. Hut Jf his conclusions seem to me lintrue or unwarranted, I shall not consider myself in any way bound to accept them.” "Os course *llol,’’ said Truitt, himself. ‘.’But I fancy we shall not conflict, Mr. Mott. Suppose we run oyer our main -assets. I’m quite sure we must agree that whoever killed Jfrs. Heath, also put the make.up on her face." Mott looked a little uncertain. "For* it seems to me, that by no stretch of the imagination, can we conceive of someone else thus treating the face of a woman already dead.” v "lt ain't likely.”- said Mott, speaking a bit unwillingly, for this very natural assumption occurred to him. x as we have proved that the

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make-up came from the vanity case belonging to Miss Moore, we must place, a great deal of inrvpqrtance on all evidence connected with that vanity case.” „ , "You bet It’s important!" Mott declared. with a direct jjlance at Bunny. “You ]pave It?” went on Truitt. “Yes, sir, anrf I propose to keep It. It is the keynote of the whole affair. It is the thing that will send the murderer to the chair!” “I quite agree with you,” Truitt said, gravely: ’’it is the keynote of the whole affair. I hope yi will keep it. Now, Mr. Mott. .le finger-prints were on that go kf v.inlty case?” “Miss Moore's.” "Yes, byt whose else?” “Didn’t try out any others. were more or less blurred lmpres- ; siofis, but Miss Moore's prints were on top, and over all others, and there Were plenty of ’em!” “Yes, but you see, Mr. Miss Moore had her vanity case In her possession after the murder was discovered. 7 Naturally, she fingered It.” "Where’d she have It?” "Up in my room," Bunny replied, as the question was flung in her direction. " “How’d it get up there?” “I carried it up.” “After the murder?” “Y-—yes, after the murder.” Bunny, with Steve Truitt's eyes to g&lde her, was answering Mott witff" a quiet composure, and even a selfassurance that he had never seen her exhibit, before. “You were edownstairs that night, then?” "I was.” ___ “Perhaps, Miss Moore,” Truitt said, “it would be better for you. -to tell Mr. Mott about your_going downstairs that night, after Mrs. Heath hRd been killed.” And ' simply and coherently, Bunny related the story of her visit t<s the studio, her finding Myra Heath there, "dead, and with the make-up Son her face. “Did you think the mrke-up was 1 out of your box?” demanded Mott, who wasjunable to doubt the straight- ’ forward story of the girl. “I''didn’t think about that. What I went do\yn for was to get that i case' When I saw Mrs. Heath i I was so stunned, so shocked, I ■ scarcely knew I was doing. I ’ caught up the vanity case, almost unconsciously, and I crept out of the • room and upstairs, trembling and shaking with horror and fear.”# “Fear, of what?” , “Os nothing definite. Only the i vague, shuddering fear that any one

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would feel after seeing a scene like* that." Tod Buck looked at the girl In amazement. What had come over Bunny to change ho suddenly from a nervous, hysterical state to this calm, poised attitude. Then, he remembered she’d had nearly an hour alone with Truitt, and he rightly concluded that Steve had coached her. Mott, too, was disturbed at Bunny’s demeanor. He Jiad meant to browberft her, to frighten her, to put her through a mild third degree, but he had meant to fasten the crime on her, or get from her some direct evidence against another.

WEEKLY SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON Obedience to the Law

The International Uniform Sunday School Lesson for Sent. 19. Obedience to Law. Lev. 26:30a 14-20. By Wm. E. Gilroy, D. D. Editor of The ('ongregationallst This lesson is one from which we are apt to derive very much the wrong teaching -untefts we consider It in the light of the whole teaching of the Bible and especially in the light of deeper and truer-con-ceptions of God’s Providence that were developed by the later prophets of Israel and that found their culmination sh the life and teaching of Jesus himself. Do people prosper In life and have an easy time, freedom from illhealth, accident and misfortune according as they do right or do wrong? Much In this lesson would seem to suggest that they do, and broadly speaking Jit is true tjiat evil courses product evil consequences, and that good living produces good consequences. Spiritual Values When we come, however, to look at all deeply into life, and with any K sense of spiritual values, we very quickly discover that there Is no such crude material |relatlonshlp between prosperity and goodness on the one hand and misfortune and evil on the other. It was In fact this very problem that the sacred writer struggled with in the book of Job; the problem of a man- consciously striving to serve God, who was afflicted with every manner of misfortune. The long line of martyrs in the history of the church, the sufferings that people have endured for conscience sake in prisons, the great privations and h aids hips they have undergone rather than do wrong.

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And now, she not only had a strong and formidable champion, but she had, apparently, found herself, and Mott was at a decided advantage. "Well, then,” he said, after a short pase, "It begins to look like Mr. Inman is our man.” ' “Why?” asked Truitt, suavely. "Because he looked out Os his doo as Miss Moore came upstairs? Almost anyone would look out Into the hall at\ the sound of footsteps in a house at two o'clock in the morning.” "Especially a guilty man,” growled Mott, who began to feel he ,was not shining as a detective.

all stand against the possible Implications of this lesson; so that we must be very careful to read the lesson only -in the light of the whole teaching of scripture. To see always in the falThre of crops, in blight, disease, and trouble, the hand of God punishing people for their sins is to create a false Idea of God and of hla loving Providence. Rather should we see with Paul that there are no circumstances that can separate from the love of God In Christ the soul earnestly devoted to the Master. v But, having seen these spiritual implications of life, how God loads men through what seemed to he urn,, favorable .as well as through favorable paths, we should not neglect in its own place the broad teaching of this lesson which life to a very great extent vindicates. We should not minimize the amount of mis fortune that comes directly to the world from a failure to recognize and obey the laws of God. Probably far more of the troubles eveh ofl good* people arise from the unconscious disobedience to certain laws than we often realize. Though we may allow for exceptions, a people that are sober, Industrious, patient, persistent, efficient,'will attain to prosperity and happiness while a people that are slothful, selfish! vicious, will be for the most part-.a people poverty stricken and miserable. The I/a iv of Life We must not neglect either the lower or the higher aspects of Providence as manifest in the*application of the law of life." Also it should be remembered that where character triumph*- over circumstance It todue

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"Yet thai’s scarcely enough to base a murder charge on. What other evidence have you, Mr. Mott, that you say so confidently Mr* Inman is our. man?” "Well, the servant* saw him going downstairs —■” "Yes, but that was at two o’clock after Miss Moore had already been down and had seen 'Mrs. Heath dead.” Mott looked glum. The new revelation of Bunny’s trip downstairs had not yet beet) adjusted by him to his other facta (To Be Continued)

to the outworking of a higher law. It is as certain as the universe Itself that certain effects follow certain causes. Only in a spiritual sufvey of life we must learn to take Into account all the causes as well as all the effects. The course of Israel’* life and In fact one might say the course of the life of every people, constitutes a warning. Ways of evil end in death and ways of righteousness end in life. “There Is a way that seemeth to be good but the end thereof is destruction,” and on the other hand, "The path of the Just is as the shining light that shlneth more and more unto the-perfect day.” leads, men and blesses them through affliction. Many a man has learned in time that what seemed a great misfortune ha* really proved a great blessing. We must remember the divine uses of trouble and adversity. But remembering the deeper aspects and lessons of Providence we may well stress the great fact of our lesson as well—that good courses of life bring good results and that evil courses bring evil. "Verily I say unto you,” said Jesus, “they have their reward.” QUARREL WAS FATAL Rit VnlttA Pre* FOREST HILLS. N. Y., Sept. Two men, flgHTing in the street ovflH which- should pay a taxicab faivJP wer6 killed by an auto today. The men, Bernard O’Neill and Edward McCabe, rolled in the road punching each other, and an auto,, coming at high speed, wa* on top of them before the driver could stop* .