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Copyright by Margaret Turnbull.CHAPTER X—-Continued He was off. am! soon Sir George could see the lights on the little bridge to the Island. Glad to see them, too. In spite of the fact that he would have to face Roberta MacBeth's hostile eyes across the dinning table. What did the girl want anyhow? He had done his best for her father and for her. and If she thought he'd told about her friend of the other' night, she was mistaken, though she might have to hear, some ugly tales about that lad soon, if his recognition this afternoon should prove that Jack. Navarro was mixed up in the attempt on the payroll, if it was true, it was plain why Navarro never came to the house. He ha<i probably given the girl some highly -romantic reason. What drove a girl like Roberta to a sly fellow like that sleek-lialred lad. when there were men like Ray and Dunham about? It did not occur to. him. Roberta being a girl, that it was the same thing that nad brought him here to Macßeth's island; that had made him risk his skin today—adventure, and the desire for things new and strange. , After dinner he would go down to Green Rend at’.d see Allee or Nell, and rest ids tired brain. Nice girls, not nearly So disturbing as Roberta. He reached the bridge, clattered across it and up to the terrace. Roberta and Ray were already there. They had passed him when the policeman halted him. they told hint, without 1..< observing them. Lady Sand isoh came running down the terrace steps and grasped him. it , was the first time Aggy- had hugged him Sime he was seven, biit site i>a»l lost nothing by want of practice. "Oh, my laddie! Did they touch y ou ’.-' _ ’ "Not a tom h," Sir George said In what lie thought was a truly American manner. “Now Hands off, I must report to the eidef." » ' M:o R.eth -at in his library, telephone hear at hand, lie was drawing on a piece »f, paper and trying to look bu.’lm-S'iike. but tire hand that tn bl the pencil shook « little, as he t-aw Sir George In the door, way. Just by so little had this shining young head missed death on this wonderful day in this peaceful-countryside and It was he. Robert Macßeth. who had >et him on his dangerous way—to save a few miserable thousands. But that was not the way Sir George looked at it. "Well, we pulled It off. sir. Chicago wasn’t ‘in it.' ns you say over here. I’ve had a great day." he concluded and then heeltaiod as he saw the ex pression on Robert. Macßeth'tv face. "I—l (lid hope you'd be pleased." "I’m just 'erribly pleased, but I’m d—d glad it's over. Aggy was in Such a stew ' "Oh. ypu ye got to make allowance for Ag-y." her Stepson said. "She' thinks that Without her supervision and superintendence the . Sandison* would have perished.- Maybe she’s right, «t that." he added, rememberlug u.• <h : of li.-.it.r, - fan ly < really owed Aggy "Rut she has an, awfull.’L_?)ggra<ating way of acting us though she were still my nurse." . R. bert Ma- Beth laughed. "But leaving Aggy out of It entirely, sty. as we must. I’ll ask y-ou to think of this and discuss it after dinner. Why.did the beggars attack the tank today and why did they come up the towpath? Was it because the bank robbers in New York got word through that 1 was there after the money ? or, and this I thirik’ the more likely, was It because there was a leak somewhere —here'" Roberta called cheerfully : ' "Sir George, Aunt Aggy -ays not- to dress, but come as you are None of os'are dressing tonight.” ••oh, bia-t I" ejaculated Sir George as he sprang .to liis feet, “Ibar means J must get some of the soil from my i.i- - and Lands." He d!sap]»ared. In the cheap Philadelphia restau-rant-only two men met at their custotuary table. Tlie .waitress asked the ( . in c . v Lal 'j. ; here’s your friends?" "Ah—"'the sound was like a stnoth-, cred oath, “that is what 1 should like to know my-elf." .hick entered and approached the table. The older man nodded and let him slip into his chair and give an order before he spoke. ’ • "Well?'’ > Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Well —is It my fault if Raul bungled it? Check up on me! Everything I got was straight They had the mopey In the country bank and he did lakedt to the works. The New York car was a decoy, as 1 told you. The man who slipped up is Paul." "They have Paul." “What! Will he squeal?" The older man was silent. Then he looked up and asked. “The giiT? Does she suspect yoti?" , Jack shook his head: “I told her enough about him to keep her from believing anything he says about me." The older man looked at him grimly. "Eat and come to the office by the tack way. We're not done. Since the payroll’s lost to us. you must get the cash through the girl." • • • • • • * Roberta was feeling a tittle lonely. Here where she used to be first, with - her father and those within the house, Sir George seemed to have taken first place swfiy from her. Even the servants watched for him, tried to anticipate his wishes, and as for her aunt and father, why, quite evidently as Aunt Aggy bad said, they both looked to him for amusement and excitement. That this was partly h< own fault Roberta knew vaguely, but resolutely she insisted to herself that •he had been justified, even now when the demands of m? newest friend

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made her feel reluctant and a little fearful. Jack was growing impatient and Insistent. Would she agree or would she not? And how had it come about that Jack held such importance in her life? She was utterly weary of this island and this life she told herself, and yet at that moment how bright and sparkling the island looked. How lovely the countryside round about ! And where, she thought, would she get two people like her aunt and her father under one roof, ready and willing to do anything for each other and for her? Yes, now that it came to screwing up her courage to take the step that wofild sever her. .maybe- forever. from them, with all their faults and errors in their treatment of her. Roberta hesitated. What would it ta like to be quite alone in the world with Jack? "Roberta?" called her aunt's voice from the hall. "Where are you?" “Here." Roberta answered with a start. "Come to my room. Auntie." She . heard her aunt’s quick. decided fitotst.-]-, then the door opened and she came in. "Y<mr father's bent on having his young engineers out for the week-end. He wants to talk over his plans with them and have them know Sir George better. He said you .would know just what to do, and where to send the Invito ions He wants yon Rrowrie. and. a man called Artent. another called McAvoy, two cousins of the same name. Tom and Terry Haugton and an older man. M< Burney. He said yon were to ask Rofcer pqnham, too. and j|st for tire afternoon and to stay to supper. he’d like you to ask a few lassi,-s '■> make- it pleasant for the Then she hesitated. “Roberta, it would please your father something awful if you would put yourself out a bit for these young men. He takes pride In his daughter, you know.'" She looked at the girl a* little wistfully. "He sets a great store by you. my Roberta turned abruptly .away. Somehow she could not face .her aunt, but’ she said pleasantly., enough. "Why. of -e. Aunt .Aggy. I’ll do what I can But after tea on Sunday." she hesitated and then vyent on. "I have an er .jcement. and you’ll have to nui! .-,e the rest by yourself." "You couldn't break it. i suppose? It maj be fanciful of me. but I have a kind <>f feeling that he Rob 1 mean — will i-e 'disappointed if you are not the You see the young men will lie going Sunday night," ■ath I' exclaimed Roberta. "They generally stay until Monday morning." ■'This time they are all going Sunday n _ht and on Monday there’s a jaunt te tlie construction works, with Sir uriving your father. It’ll be \- r • ■ r s L. -t try at going in a iar ", . ’. \ her aunt. "1»O you—Does Sir George think t Lera Is any danger—for Father?" “Well," admitted her aunt, "they say not. I cun see. howevef. that Lining diddled tlie robbers so cleverly, it’ll maybe tnake those black-hearted s that are left SO 'angry that they're get into any imschief they - At least that’s what 1 think Sir George is anxious about. For tlie lad’s anxious, no matter what they say before me, and he was awful particular that I should tell you." R.- . ... s heart contracted with fear,, ami anger combined. .Though Aunt Aggy cave her the message in

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Very early In Biblical history it was found that the ashes from fires, which w(*fe then always of wood, were useful in removing grease front the hands. Ashes were thus the earliest form of si>a;>. and they remained so for a long lime. , - The first of the more civilized peoples to discover |m»w to make real soap were the Romans. They learned the secret from the Gauls. who used a PsCpor.o on trade from wood ashes and g ! s tallow for washing their • : < ry c. a color they considered becomitig. The Romans developed the new u - . considerably. but it was r\ ’-yfore improved met hods of soap making were introduced. Ln some parts of the world soap making s even now carried out -In much the same way as in Roman times. An old ca-k with "holes bored in one end is filled with alternate layers of straw, lime and wood, ashes. The cask is then placed on a raised, slanting grooved board, and from time to time water is poured on the contents, until there emerges a brownish liquid, which is collected In an iron pot and boiled over' a fire with the fat and “Orient*!” Rugs liWlstingaishable from rugs made in Persia, oriental flow coverings trove been made In Germany for more than 75 years. Early in the 1850’s a party of Germans rfcas sent to Persia to master the details of the art. They returned to Cottbus, near Berlin and the product of the hands and looms found their way principally, to America. ’Only in 1913 was machinery introduced. when It was found that the work could be done not only faster bnt better than by hand. Most of those, sent to America are sold as ‘•Smyrna” rags. They are, however. It is claimed, much finer in appearance than those really made in Smyrna. The Wearied One* It Is only those who never think at all. or else who have accustomed themselves to brood Invariably on abstract ideas, that ever feel ennui,— William Hazli t L

W. U. Service. all innocence. Roberta was sure Sit George's intention that she should bo told was not so innocent. He was somehow, without any justification as sap as she could see, except his fear of what Jack might say against him, determined to throw some sort of slur or suspicion on Jack, if he possibly could. Brohably wanted to influence Dad against him. and so prevent his tieli ving anything Jack said. Then quite suddenly she thought of her father's danger. It was a new sensation for Roberta to be afraid for anyone, yet she could not dismiss her fears lightly this time. 1 here had been danger to Sir George, the other day, though she laughed at the Idea She could not bear to think of her tatlivr b.-iug in any danger when she—- " Oh. Aunt Aggy, can’t we jiersuade Dad not to go?" Aunt Aggy’s sharp blue eyes softened. This girl did have some feeling, after all. She did care about her father. “Weil. I.don’t know, my dear. I don’t really think Rob will do anything for me just now, hut." and she eyed -the girl eagerly and shrewdly, “there's no telling what he might not do for you. or if not lie. there's Sir Geordue." will do nothing for me." “Well. I d not be quite as positive of that as you are. Y<»u forget, my dear, that you always approach him with a lifted poker, as you might say. Now, if you were to drop the poker and. remembering that he's a ;»por young man- and that you re a rich g woman to whom he cannot exactly be as up and coming as some others—why there's noTeiling." ••.Vmt Aggy.',’. said Roberta, amused In spite <>f herself.and a little exasp. • "are you trying to tell me that I don’t,know how to interpret,Sir George's manner to me? It you are you nsay save yourself the pains. Iles not only looked things, but lie's f ''said things." "Did he so?" her aunt questioned, her eyes- screwing upj with mirth, "Well, that's hopeful. There’s never a lad would go to the trouble of in suiting a ’good looking lass unless he wanted to attract her attention.'' She rose briskly. "I must be off to my ordering. Thank you. my dear.” It was not until her aurit’S footsteps were far distant down the stairs that Rotarta nfoved. Then she put* her modern head down on her desk and cried in a good old-fashioned way. I.gdy Said son passed her stefsyn coming In with the evening papers. "I say, Aggy,, when you’ve time there’s no end of a treat in* store for you. You should read the different accounts of our little excitement in these odd American papers, especially the country ones. 1 mean to clip some of them and send them to Havilant ami Unde Charles." Rut in the library he forgot to read of dip. for on turning over tlie pages of one of the papers his eve caught a name he knew, lie stared, unable to believe- his eyes. There it was. however, under marriage licenses: "Roberta Jean Macßeth. Macßeth’s Island. Ba., arid John V. Navarro. Rhiladdphia. Ba." Was it just one of Nicaragua Jack's tricks, OF did Roberta know and consent? He had been unable to trace any connection 1 between Nicaragua Jack and the bandits captured or at large, and that fact had kept him silent. But now—what was he to do? Hastily he tor% the list from the paper and thrust it in his pocket. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

grease until the soap maker deems It finished. The fire Is then allowed to go out and the contents of the pot Is left to chi [I to a solid mass, after Which it is cut into bars. ‘ Male* Alone Vocal The fabled heniieeked husband may well look with envy upon life in the iiiM’ct world, for there, according to Raymond 1~ Ditmars of the New York zoological gardens writing in Boys' Life, it is the male who makes all the noise, the female being condemned to eternal silence. The chief insects, say* Mr Ditmars. are crickets, locusts and katydids. The males of “all these Insects sing by rubbing the forward edges of the wings, which, when closely examined. look like m u. These are the resonatin'? j»r stridukiting “orgatis. In the fenuHe (hey are lacking. l|i.Mi-ver, the males mere than make up for their mates’ silence. The Volume of sound produced by these small is astonishing.” Magnetic Pole* ' „ . The geographical poles are the points at the Imaginary ends'of the earth's axis of rotation, lying 90 degrees north and south latitude. The magnetic poles are the poitys on the earth’s surface where the lines of magnetic forces are vertical- They are the ends of the axis of the earths magnetic polarity. The north magnetic pole is located tn latitude 70 degrees north, longitude 97 degrees west, and the south magnetic pole in latitude 72 degrees south, longitude 133 degrees east. . > , The Guiding Instinct «As the traveler who has lost hi* way throws his reins on his horse’* neck and trusts to the instinct of the animal to find his road. So must we do with the divine animal who carries us through this world. For if in any manner we can stimulate this instinct, new passages are opened for us into nature; the mind flows into and through things hardest «nd highest, and the metamorphosis 18 possible.— Ralph Waldo Emerson.

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Lesson for January 4 THE BIRTH OF JOHN THE BAPTIST LESSON TEXT —Luke 1:8-17, 80. GOLDEN TEXT—And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the | Highest: (or thou shall go before the, face of the Lord to prepare his ways. | I PRIMARY TOPIC — Gratitude for, I Godly Parents. i JUNIOR TOPIC —Gratitude for Godly Parents. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP- | IC—Need of Physical and Spiritual Equipment for the Lord's Work. i YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPlC—Value of Training in the Desert. 1. The Parents of John the Baptist ' (vv. 5-7). 1. When they lived (▼. 5). “In the of Herod the King." While both were of the priestly line, the priesthood was very corrupt and the ruling J classes most wicked. Zacharias and , his wife lived in a time when it was not easy to be godly. 2. Their character (v. C). “They were both righteous before God.” Many appear to lie righteous before men who are not righteous before God. They were so mated that they walked in tlie commandments of the Lord blameless. The highest good in wedded life can be attained only when both are united in Jesus Christ. John the Baptist had a godly heritage. 3. They were childless (v. 7). Though this godly couple possessed the joy of the Lord, there was a real lack on their home. No home is Ideal into which no child has come. . 11. The Birth of John the Baptist Promised (vv. 8-17), 1. By whom? (v. 11 cf. v. 19). The , angel Gabriel appeared known the good news to Zacharias. 2. When? (vv. 8-14). While officiating as priest this good news catne to him. 3. Characteristics of tlie child (vv. 15-17). (1) "He shall be great in the sight of tlie Lord’’ (v. la). He was highly esteemed by tire Ix>rd. This is infi- ‘ tritely better than if he had been highly esteemed in the’eyes of men’ or in i his own eyes. (2) "Shall drink neither wine nor strong drink" (v. 15). Tlie child was to be a Nazarite? separating himself ' from sensuous things and dedicating himself to the service of God. ; '(3) "He shall be tilled with the Holy Ghost” (v. 15). The energy of I the Divine Spirit would enable him to lead people ,to repentance (v. 16). (4) "Shall go in the spirit and power 'of Elijah” (v. 17). In this power he. was to prepare the people for the Voming of the Saviour and the salvation which he was to bring. 111. Zacharias Asking for a Sign (vv. 18-23), Altiiough the aged priest was earnestly praying for tlie salvation of Israel, the gracious promise of the angel, which was the beginning of that salvation, staggered his faith. I He was unable to believe that his fond ‘ hope and prayer would be realized. The angel gave to Zacharias a sign. He was smitten with dumbness which was to continue until the fulfillment ; of the promise. IV. The Promise Fulfilled (vv. 57-63). When the time came for the birth iof John. Elisabeth brought forth a j son, and the neighbors rejoiced with | her. On the eighth day they circuin- ■ vised the child and gave him a name according to the instruction of the angel. The name "John". was contrary to family usage. By means of writing Zacharias made known the name which the child by divine instruction was to have. At tins time God opened the mouth of Zacharias and he offered praise? V. John’s Growth (v. SO). This is a tine picture of a boy dedi- ' cat.ed to the Lord's service. 1. The grace of God was with and on him. How beautiful to see chll- . dren grownup with the stamp of heav- ' en upon them. 2. Bins: -al development. "Tlie grew." This literally means "kept growing." In this holy environment his plain fare as a Nazarite and his temj-erate habits gave him a robust constitution, thus fitting him for his i life of toil and hardship. •3. Spiritual development. “Waxed I strong in spirit.” His inward man kept luice with outward growth. | 4, Retired to the, desert. His heritage from his parents, the special grave of the Spirit, needed the silence . and the austerity of the desert for its <,,!np: • re God had an opportunity to speak to him. He not only I had an op|>ortunity to become ;acquainted with God, but was forced to | rely, upon God. -a- —i— Experienced Guide Wanted There are many needs for which men liave’aiways songht God and will always seek him, and one of them is I guidance. We can face anything If we | are sure we are led by one who knows i the way. A desert is a fearsome place j for a lost traveler; with a guide It I becomes a place of interest and adventure. Has experience any meaning? Is this world a drifting iceberg or -t piloted ship? Faith Is the great assurance that answers that question. “He leadeth tne." And God’s guidance has this quality—it leads home. It brings the satisfaction that abides. It leads to the reality Christ called ■eternal life." • More Faith, More Power I have seen a current of electricity •ent through a huge horseshoe magnet that enabled it lift four thousand pounds; the moment that the current was drawn off, the weights dropped to the floor. The more abundant your faith, the fuller and more potent will be the flow of Jesus Christ. —Dr Theodcre U Cuyler.

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Home for New Year’s By Helen Gaisford

J>OME for New Year’s,” the k| doctor bad promised, but of I] course, thought Drake HarJ mon, the doctor couldn't fl know how little home meant fl to him. He punched his pil- ™ low into a lump and propped himself up in bed.

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Despite everything, Drake Harmon had enjoyed his first real sick spelt. His salary would go on just the same, but instead of working he whs free to read. Every day he had Visitors who forgot to drop in when he. was well, and besides —there was Miss BoWen, Now that it was time to go home, he realized how much he would miss his cheery little nurse. The door opened and Doctor Scott and Miss Bowen entered. "Well," the

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“Why, Man, You're Looking Fit as a Fiddle.” doctor began, “how’s oar patient today?” “A little— afraid. Doctor.” he answered. “I wonder whether 1 ought to go home just yet.” “Why, man, you're looking fit as a fiddle. Here—and let’s have your pulse, too.” Drake Harindn, thermometer In mouth, looked at Miss Bowen, and tried to make his eyes speak for She seemed to understand, for site blushed and turned aside. His heart went pounding. “Great guns'.” exclaimed the doctor. “Fever, too I can't understand your heart, action. Yes, you'd better stay here a few days longer.” With instructions for the nurse, he 16ft. Miss Bowen turned back to her patient. “Doctor says I’m to keep a close watch over you and see tljat you don’t get excited,” she said. He laughed. “I'm all right—now that I know I don’t have to go home." “You are lonely?” “Yes,” he answered, “and in love, too." “Oh." Miss Bonen looked away. , “But I didn’t find it out till Just I

| ON THE THRESHOLD X ______ }. By A. >l. BALDWIN, }. in Detroit New*. <• TN ING out. O bells! Ring silver sweet £\_ o'er hill and moor and fell! In mellow echoes let your chimes their joyful story tell. Ring out, ring out. * all-jubilant, the joyous, glad refrain: “A bright New Year, a glad New Year, hath come to us again!” Ah! Who . can say how much of joy within it there may be j Stored up for us who listenfenow to your sw- t nteb >1 y ’ \ Good-by Old Year! Tried, trusty friend, thy tale at last is told. O New Year! Write thou thine for us in lines of brightest gcp«l. now." he continued. "I wouldn’t mind going home if I could take my nurse with me.” With starry eyes she turned to him. “There isn’t any reason why you shouldn’t go home. You’re well enough.” , At the receiving desk they paused. “Tell Doctor Scott, he said, “to get a new nurse, and say, tell him I never felt better in my life, and am going home for New Year’s.” <©. I*3o. Western Newspaper Union.) , New Year’s Is Time to Look Into the «LJAPPY N. w YeasK £l.” H ‘jWliat’s happy about h? 1 think it’s pretty sad; another gone; we’re a year older; lifes getting more expensive; and —” “Oh, you pessimist. Don’t' look at the hole in the doughnut all the time; look at the doughnut. Come on, let’s work up an appetite so you'll want to dig your teeth into the doughnut of life, regardless of the hole.” “But some doughnuts are pretty stale, and 1 haven't seen many round here with sugar on them.” “If you're hungry enough, any one of them tastes good. though. It's all a question of appetite.” “Os course. But how’s a fellow to work up an appetite for stale doughnuts?’’ “That’s easy. I noticed you had a pretty good appetite Thanksgiving day. and were more than grateful for all the good things that life had given you the preceding year. Thanksgiving is the day on which to look back on past blessings; New Year's is the day to look forward towards those of the future.” “Ail right,” said the pessimist. “I'll try.” —Harold I- Cook. (©. I*3*. Western Newspaper Union.) An English Superstition About New Year’s Callers FIRST footing, to which so much Importance is still attached in many parts of England, is associated with different superstitions in different places. Sometimes it is a dark man who brings the; good luck, sometimes a fair man, but nearly everywhere a woman brings bad luck. So much so used this latter belief to be current in Shropshire that there Is an old saying in that county: “It is not lucky for a woman or a red-haired man to come to your house first ou New Year’s day; there'll be a death in it before the year is out.” k

K _ few Year o by 5 Wp MYRTLE KOON Cjj WX CHERRYMAN Zfe?

WISH I knew what New I Yeary looks like,” sighed I Nancy. J She was a bright little * girl, and knew many things, * but was always wanting to ' x know more, and, having a lively imagination, she liked

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to make pictures of everything. She had seen many pictures of Santa Claus, but she had a different one in her own mind, all sparkling and jingly, with Santa in it, but lots of other things, too. Now, when she said this about New Year's, her small brother. Douglas, shook his head, for he didn't know whether New Year’s was a city or an. automobile, or just what it was. Big sister Barbara, was a great tease, said, “New Year's looks like a hippopotamus with a monkey on its back.” Father tried to explain about the calendar, and thef maid, Thelma, remembering the household on the firait.,of, January lakt year, said that New 'Year’s looked l|ke sleepy-heads who were cross from eating too much. Even mother didn't have much help to offer, as she was busy getting ready for ji party; and when Nancy appealed to Clarence, tlie man who did things around the place, he just grinned and said. “You'll find out when the time conies.” - ' i. Her chum, Patricia, who was usually good at explaining things, was so preoccupied with her new ping-pong set, that she only said, “Silly!” ami went on playing. So Nancy went to sleep that New Year's eve, still wondering. When she woke in the morning, her mother called, “Oh, Nancy, get up and look out of the side window!” And when she ran, in her new Christinas pajamas to do so, she saw Clarence standing beside a beautiful little white pony and holding up a big card on which was printed, “Happy New Year to Nancy.” “Oh, goody!” shouted Nancy. “I know what New Year's is now —it’s a pony—just what I’ve always wanted!” And so. though the pony had been named “Dolly,” it was. always called “Happy New Year,” after that. (©. 1939. Western Newspaper Union. RESULT OF CHRISTMAS ~~~ —?~~~— Pipe—ls Mr. Purse dead? Cigar—No, only temporarily flat oa bls back! ‘ 1 ■