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•-wr •m tm i f m» ' ji i j ^aif">.'. 'â- t 1} Serial Story A Page of Interest to Women Promenade Deck . . by Ishbel Ross fe: Synoptit A luxuriout five-month cruite around the world aboard the "Marcnia" brings together a (roup of patten gert for adven- turet, romantic, entertaining . . . and tragic . . . Like in "Grand Ho- tel" these passengers offer a study in human actions and reactions which unconsciously bare their •onls. . . . These characters are aboard the ship: Macduff, dour Scotchman, single, of middle age; Miss Mudge, school teacher, spend- ing the savings of 20 years; An- (cla, faithful wife of Lovat, gig- olo; Dick Charlton, first officer; Clare, a person of experience; Joan, a dissipated flapper; Jen- ay, run-away wife, and Peter; Captain Baring, master of the ship . . . and his soul. No, go on with the story. CHAPTKU XIII Clare was ducking through the curtain into her stateroom, her dark head turned over her shoul- der, invitation on her lips. Peter was at her heels. Jenny could see his back as he bent his head to (TO under the curtain. His hand Hhot out and caught at his com- panion's upper arm as he disap- peared from view. Jenny closed her eyes and clutched at her heart. She had not believed it poKKible, in spite of Peter's recent coolness. Her face went white as ehe stood in the corridor, weakly clutching the hand-rail. The boat lurched and her feet moved me- chanically along the linoleum-cov- ered corridor. She knew that she must be walking like an absurd marionette. Now she had arrived jj h« Qwn^^tateroom. She vrallje^ under the curtain anu hooKoatne door. Jenny lay down on her bed and covered her eyes with fingers that fluttered nervously. Her throat was swelling till she thought she would choke. It couldn't be possi- ble â€" not now, so soon. They had been together only two months. She had run away for a lifetime, believing that Peter loved her enough to spare her .ill regi'et, and now it was like this, with a cheap woman on the boat. "What a blind fool I've been!" she thought. "He can't have loved mc at all, not for a minute. But it isn't his fault. I brought it on my- «clf." Under the Lanterns Dick was dancing with I'atly under ideated lanterns that Rwayed like drunken sailors. She looked like a puff-ball in a cas- cade of white chiffon. Hard to believe that she was the thin young thing who had slipped through the water that afternoon like a sharp blade. "Patty, you're looking very nweet tonight," he told her, hum- ming the waltz as he swung her irnund. "And I could <lance forever with you, Dick." "It's the sky an<l lanterns yon like, silly infant." "Now you're teasing." "Honour bright, I'm not." The waltz ciime to an enil and they RHt down. "I think the boat's getting a little ilull," said Patty suddenly. Dick laughed. "I wish it were," he said. "Why. what's going on?" "Plenty. Patty. Vou don't sup- pose that everything's an smooth SR It looks on the promenade deck, do you? Vou can't believe that the men down below go calm- ly along, week after week, in this Help Imnrove your peraonality with Wrigtoy't Gum. Keep your teeth white, breath iweet, by Ming healthful Wrlgley't Gum 4»llyâ€" at niillioni do. The chil- dren alao love tlia delicious re- freihing flavor of Wrlftley '• Double Mint. Take aoma horn* today, tm Imuc No. 29â€" '38 c infernal heat without disturb- ance? We had one man try to stab another today, and the chef threw a carving-knife at a pantry boy last Wednesday, and men fall sick and in love and behave like a lot of puppies generally." "Heally, I'm amazed," said Pat- ty. "Everything seems so orderly and serene." Anything But Peaceful Dick laughed. "Well, Pm glad that it looks that way. Did you notice the boat slow down in the middle of the night on Friday?" "No, I w as probably " sound asleep." "That was to bury a member of the crew who died of malaria. And when we le;ive Ceylon we must slow down again to toss a wreath out at the spot where one of the cruise men was buried last year. He ate some bad food in India." Patty shuddered. It had not oc- curred to her that the Marenia was anything but a peaceful pleasure boat. But Dick was going on: "Don't forget that this is a village afloat, and not nearly so peaceful as the anchored variety. Do you want to know what's really going on around you among the passen- gers? In one stateroom a husband comes in late from a poker game each night and threatens to kill his wife. They're a blowzy pair from Cleveland who curse and swear at each other, and are al- ways drunk. We've had to go in New Frock and Bolero Twosome PATTKKN 4H:V.) By Anne Adams The very spirit of summer â€" in this new little frock with its own bolero! 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Send your order to Anne Adams, Koom 425, 73 West Ade- laide St., Toronto. and still them a few times. I think he'll murder her yet, when he gets drunk enough," continued Dick. "And there's the little teacher who has been saving her pennies for twenty years to go around the world and now that she's on the boat, she's afraid she hasn't mon- ey enough to take her safely home. She daren't go ashore by herself, because of the constant demand for tips and fees." "It's Miss Mudge, isn't it?" in- terrupted Patty. "Yes, since you've guessed it, and a very good sport, too." "Then there's the man who's running away from his wife and is deluged with frantic radios every day. And the American whose fortune has shrunk from seven millions to blue ruin since he .sailed. Haven't you seen him hanging around the .s,tock-board ? He faces bankruptcy and endless troubles when he gets back. And there's the spinster who filled her pockets with pebbles by the Sea of Galilee, and has fallen madly in love with the captain, who has never spoken a word to her. "Oh, how thrilling!" cried Pat- ty. "I never thought of it in that light. Do you always have things like this happen on a cruise?" Ocean Madness "Of course we do. This is a comparatively dull one so far. I've given you only the sketchiest idea of what takes place on a cruising boat. I call it ocean madness. Roll a score of Atlan- tic crossings into one; add moon- light on Waikiki Beach, sunset on the Indian Ocean, night in Peking, cherry blossoms in Japan; fling together men and women away from their homes, their friends, the forces that impose re- straint â€" and what have you?" Patty lay awake for hours that night, thinking of the Marenia as a vast building with dozen.s of .separate apartments, and a little drama going on in each. â€" CHAPTER XIV Down in 454 Miss Mudge was rca(l_ing Conj;ad's "Typhoon", giv- en her by the chief officer. She was elated at the end of another gala night. He had danced with her three times and sat. out a tango. Every night was gala night on the Marenia, particularly since she had met Mr. Charlton, the first officer. She lowered her book ant! de- livered herself to the full en- chantment of her thoughts of Mr. Charlton. Heavens! Miss Foster was making whoopee again. She had learned "making whoopee" from some of her gay companions, and she liked the sound of it now. It was so unlike Ohonto. Mr. Charlton roared with laughter every time she said it. Some nights, things were rather quiet next door, with only one man in the room and nothing much in the way of noise, except a clinking of glasses and an occasional burst of laughter. There must be a party going on tonight. She could hear the voices of at least four different men, and their hostess seemed to be feeling }';ay. Miss Mudge wondered what it would be like to be surrounded by four different men, all of whom probably wanted to kiss one. The iilea did not appeal to her so much as having one mm in that mood. There must surely be very little point to public lovemaking. Things were (luiet next door for a minute or two, and her thoughts flowed back to Mr. Charlton. She imagined herself in his arms, (lancing with him, while he leaned down to kiss her cheek. A Song Breaks Off Mi.Ks Mudge sat up straigVit in bed as she heard Joan Foster's laughter come splintering through the partition. "Let's throw him out," one of the men exclaimed. "It'.s time to break up, anyway. One more «ong and we'll leave little Joan to her beauty sleep." Miss Mudge was sure that it was the voice of the man who-^c wife was ill. They had all gone now, except the man who usually stayed the longest. The conversation was pitched on a lower note, and there were long pauses when nothing WHS said at all. At last she fell asleep, but not for long. Wakening with a sense of ilisturbntice, she switched on the light over her bod to look at her watch. Half-past three and a com- CASA LOMA .sir llniry frllnlt iMllllon dollir »'»»- ll«-i>li-llir-1lill, .S|iiii|lim Itoml. Tin- onto. Hour's limr Ihro' ('H8lle, low- rr, Miniicl, nlnliltii. Hrt KnllerlrH, and ( urniiiitldii room xpcoliil exhihltn and Bonvfnirs. Sra "Thi' Kull of Nln»- vrh." (th« kiiiK uiid hi* wives), piilntrd liy (irdir of Inle Rmpcror .!o»fph of Aiixtrlu â€" hnn 2* life slie flKuro on n i niivn*. 28 tfM % IS frrt. iind Ihr VImv Mi morlHl, Op«n III H m nil » p m. Aitiillo, ISc â€" <'hlld- if'ii Ific. StgtdA\«, -.'i crotf*. motion next door! Miss Foster and her friend were singing at th« pitch of their voices. A glass went smash and the song broke off. Miss Mudge disappeared be- neath the clothes until only her hairpinned fringe showed. Miss Foster started the victrola, choos- ing the song, "I wanna be loved." As soon as it was finished, she put it on again. By the tenth time it was getting a little bor- ing. An hour later the man stumbled out of the cabin. Still the victrola went on. Miss Mudge was desperately tired. The girl must be mad. Sit- ting up in bed, she knocked hesi- tantly on the wall, but there was no reply, except the clinking of ice in a glass. Seven o'clock and the music still went on, like a tireless hurdy-gurdy. Worn out, Miss Mudge fell asleep at last. A noise wakened her at ten. The victrola was grinding the same refrain. At last she was angry; she would stand no more. She thumped loudly on the wall. The music whirred to a slow stop. Miss Fos- ter flopped noisily on her bed. Absurd Happiness Jenny was in a light-hearted mood when the Marenia anchored off Paknam in a thick heat haze. Her mind was no longer locked in high tension, and she talked with delicate animation. For three days Peter had been his old ten- der self. So far as she knew, he had seen nothing of Clare. Going ashore, she wore a gay flowered frock of poppy silk and a wide straw hat. Sold only in the red and yellow packages. Never\ told in bulk. liqht Toasted and tasty, slightly alted, nutty • flavored ittle wafers . . . Christie's "Rita" . . . first choice of thousands of discrimia- ating Canadian hostesses. Christie's Biscuits^ "SfAfre's m Christie Biscuit for every taste' Household Hints To keep a hairbrush clean be- tween washings, brush the brist- les with a cleansing tissue or clean soft cloth after about every ten strokes. To soften and clean leather on furniture use a mi.\ture of one part hot vinegar to two parts lin- "I'm happy today, Peter," announced. (TO BE CONTINUED) she <€ Currant Jellies and Jams i> Catching time by the forelock is an important thing to accomp- lish in every housekeeper's life. And catching the summer fruits as they come on the market and putting them away for winter use is a very good illustration of this famous phrase. Currants make grand jelly and jam when made with the short boil method. Made this way, it takes just 15 minutes to complete the job after the fruit is prepared and because there is no long boil- ing time, the lovely color and flav- or of the fresh, fully ripe fruit is scaled into your jars. Of course there is a secret. It's bottled fruit pectin. By adding just the right amount of bottled pectin (which has been extracted from fruits which abound in it, refined and bottled) you get jam and jelly of the right consistency without hav- ing to boil away all the goodness of the fruit to make it jell. N'one of that tangy, tart flavor which you expect of currants is evap- orated. The short boil method not only saves the color and flavor of the fruit, it actually gives you more jars of jam and jelly per quart of fruit because none of it is boiled away. It has been estimat- ed that the yield from this method gives you approximately halt as much again as that from the same amount of fruit when long boil methods are used. Currant jelly is simply delicious with cold roast lamb, chicken or duck and currant jam has always been popular with toast. CURRANT JELLY (Red or Black Currants) 5 cups (2'i lbs.) juice 7 cups (3 lbs.) sugar Vi bottle fruit pectin. With black currants, crush about 3 pounds fully ripe fruit; ad<l 3 cups water. With red cur- rants, crush about 4 pounds fully ripe fruit ; ad»l 1 cup water. To prepare juice, bring mixture to a boil, I over, and simmer 10 min- utes. Place fruit in jelly cloth or bag and s(|ueeze out juice. .Mea.s- ure sugar and juice into large saucepan and mix. Bring to a boil over hottest fire and at once add bottled pectin, stirring con- stantly. Then bring to a full roll- ing boil and boil hard 'ii minute. Remove from fire, skim, pour i|uickly. Paraffin at once. Makes about It gla.tses (K fluid ounces each ) . RED OR BLACK CURRANT JAM 4 cups (2 lbs.) crushed fruit 7 14 cups (3U lbs.) sugar '4 cup water '4 cup ( 'a bottle) fruit pectin To prepare fruit, crush thor- oughly or grind about 2 pounds fully ripe fruit; measuie into large kettle. With red currant.i, add '4 cup water; stir until mix- ture bolls (With lilacli currants, use M cup A'Kter). Simmer, cov- ered, \U minutes. Add sugar, mix well, and bring to a full rolling boil over hottest fire. Stir con- stantly before and while boiling. Roil hard 1 minute. Remove Crom fire and stir in pectin. Skim; |Hiur quickly. Paraffin at once. Makes atwut 11 glasses (6 fluid ounces each ) . CANDIED COTTAGE ROLL 4 lbs. cottage roll Boiling water 1 tbsp. mustard 'J!''''!. Vinegar 'W' " Sifted cracker crumbs Whole cloves 1-1 to 1-3 cup Bee Hive Golden Corn Syrup. Simmer cottage roll in gently boiling water until tender. Cool in liquid in which it was cooked, then drain. Remove strings. Place cooked cottage roll on rack in roasting pan. Smooth mustard to a paste with vinegar, and spread over fat surface of roll. Cover with sifted cracker crumbs, score in tUamonds and centre each diamond with a clove. Pour corn syrup carefully over surface. Place in a hot oven, 400 degrees F. to re-heat meat and to glaze surface. Baste carefully once or twice during cooking with liquid in pan. seed oil. .Apply with a cloth. Rub the leather dry and poli.>h it with another clean, soft cloth. Washable garments stained with grease (not machine g:i-ease) should be rubbed in warm water apart from rest of the laundry. Before using a new kettle, place a clean piece of calico in- side to prevent furring. Got a pair of brown shoes that are looking a bit sad? Give them a dose of castor oil, rubbing it well into the leather and then polishing in the usual way with shoe polish. Castor oil gives brown shoes their color back again, and preserves the leather too. Lemon juice will reir.ove a red ink stain. A paraffin stain should be covered with oatrneal, then brushed after twenty-four hours. Soot marks should be covered with coarse salt. Paste your knitting pattern on cardboard and give it a thin coat of varnish. Its life will be end- less! Your tea towels have become thin and old. Try this. Lay two worn towels on top of each other and machine them together all round the edge. Then machine from corner to corner, making a Maltese Cross in the centre, and the one resulting towel will be as good as a new one. If you've a medium sized at- tache case not in use, put all household polishes in it with pol- ishing cloths and brushes too. Then when you clean a room, take case in and open it on the floor. It saves legs, time and temper. * » FNECUTIIO