^ • Kg).;, &ji'- "SALAD/C TEA Outstanding Quality • Delicious Flavour \\JJl//^ THE SYLVESTER DIAMOND By BLANCHE ROBERTS 1 he Stor? 'lUu-* Far: Uonoy MjtiKia i dikes the Sylvftti'T L>in»)oti<l from a wonian'ii handbnc it^ a Los Aneeles deiiai tiiipiit • tore and that ev(>tiine cotiffiiHes the thefl to LtjLTi ItrewatfT. state's allnrney. with whoif rthe in In love. She haBii't lime to f \i>iatii why alie took the Mtone b«*ror<' .lor- Uaul>LiiiH-. profe.'wioiiel ihief whom Bh-" \VA» known fr«veral nHtiulia. Gonieti to Oan'H apariment atid alie la for'-ed to escnue. The plane ahe takes to San, Francltto craahoH en route and sh«» ib r«*aciie<l by Art Carey, who t^ves with his mother near tht acene. iler pi-psence there is dlHrovtrcd by Ouu- burno anii she persuadeb Art (o drive her back to Los Aimelcs. They are fol- lowed by Danbiiriie and when he tries to stop them their rars collide and Honey ta knocked untoDsi Iouh. CHAPTER X (Continued from last week* Art glanced at liis speedometer • nd it regi-itcrcd 70 miles an hour. Then he lii'ted his eyes to the rear- view mirro'. "The car is keeping up," he in- formed lior, and his tone left no doubt but tiiat llie motorist bcliind them was trailing intentionally. "It is Joe. then. I'm. terribly forry to have involved you in thi» affair, Art. There is more to it than you tan guess." "A little excitement is good for me, Honey. I haven't had any in nearly two years." "I am still sorry," and slie meant •very word of it. Slie felt she could never forgive herself if something happened to liim because he be- friended her. "I am giad," and his voice »ounded eager. » » ♦ He slowed the car down, for driv- ing was much too harardoui for luch speed in the soupy weather they were encountering along the way. Neither spoke for some min- utes. Every nerve in Honey's body was on edge and she kept saying to herseh'; "Please don't let anytliing happen »o me until after 1 see Dan!" Art's voice came low as if h« feared he might be heard by the man behind them. "Watch for the next liigiuvay marker and tell me the minute we pass it. Tiien 1 will know Just where I am. There is a chance we may be able to shake Mr. Daii- burnc." "If only we could," she breathed p/aycrfully. She wiped the tear mist from her •yes so sue could see clearly and turned her head to keep a close vigil for the sign. But she never had a real opportunity to look for it. As if divining their intentions, the car behind shot around suddenly • nd slowed abruptly in front of them. Too late, .Art realized Joe's aim. There was a terrific crash as the two cars came together. Honey was engulfed in blackness. CHAPTER XI "You little fool! Vou httle fool!" Honey heard the voice repeating the words over and over in a mono- tone and it was like the beat of a tom-tom, hammering away at lier brain, recalling her to the conscious world. -She did not need to open her eves and look to know tliat it was Joe wiio spoke, ihough she had never heard him use quite that tone of speech before, it was defin- itely Joe Danburne berating her. She kept quiet and waited, her heart beating a tattoo against her ribs. Maybe he would think she was dead, she thought hopefully, and go away. But he didn't. He seemed bent on expounding his opinion of her, regardless of whe- ther she was dead or alive. "Vou fool!" he went on relent- lessly. "Vou cheap, little double- crosser." « * « Finally, Honey could stand the cramped po'sitiou she was lying in no longer, or the irritation of the words that flowed on and on, upset- ting her nerves. She moved her body slightly and discovered that she was on the hard ground. She opened her eyes to the darkness that enveloped the earth and moved her head to look around, expecting to see Joe hovering over lier, ready to kill her at the first sign of life. To her amazement, Joe's long form was stretched on the ground near her. He v.as not moving. Only a voice issued from his still body. Sh« shivered in the cold as slie remem- bered the crash of the two cars. But before she could give it much thought, siie heard footsteps and saw Art coming forward to kneel by her side. He touched her gently on the arm. "Are you hurt. Honey?" he asked solicitously, seeing that she wai conscious. « ♦ • "I think I'm all right," she whis- pered, tnoving each limb separately to see if any bones were broken. There was no pain and everything seemed intact. "Nothing wrong. And you?" "Just a scratch on tlie head," he told her, dismissing it as nothing. "What about Joe?" she lifted her hand to point to Danburne. "Is he hurt? He lies so still." "Very badly," he told licr in low tones and his voice implied more than his words. "1 think it's in- ternal. He wants to talk with you, I believe. At least, he's been talk- ing at you for some time. Some- thing is really on •his- -mind." He started to rise. "I'll go watch for someone to come along and pick us up. We've got to get him to a hos- pital and botli cars are ruined." He left them alone. Honey sat up, feeling a bit dizzy at first from her recent sbakeup. In a moment, however, her head c! ared and she felt all right. "Joe?" she called softly and crawled a little closer to the still form. "Joe â€" how do yo v feel?" "Honey you fool!" His voice reached out to slap her. "Were you trying to doul)lecross inc? You took the diamond from Mrs. Syl- vester. What did you do with it? Where is it now?" (Continued next week) CROSSWORD PUZZLE Ai ItOSS i. Nut..) B. Parr.)t 8. In.siilt 12. A SiMli!.! Unit 13. Slefi 14. Sounl 1 6. Nee K. Extinci flighi. lesH bir.l IT. Roar vf t(i< HUlf li. Scyitm li.-itKlltj 20. Coukli4t{ uteiiMti 21. Anoleni Inntrunicitt 24. Siiioll oaadlis 2«. Legal liiDt'.er 27. Epic poem tl. Buriiiiii,' 2(. Work ins par lie* U. f lull utenoll M. WrlUari 01. •,;oslllori gir»» 0U«olrlcl boll er Consumed WliniC B»ok Nuint>«t M. JM>au««4 l>'>< Is. K*taal4 hoix n.Rltf in Nebraaka •f . Orow* old kjBrowiln 3 Aill'leiil foO'l 4 (.'miv,lA Kliollem 5 Korllfy 6 PerrliPH 7 Rlmiiiish 8 Wlln.J.;ro.| t. Wcavlnc macttlna 10. Pay one'a part. 1 1. Nottleniun 19. Injure 21. (,'onipai.iti\.» ending 2S. Confeil -• At« grenenij 24, l>'Iouniior ar.. African (. -n r» 28. l>oinB inl.'i i.jr rteror;! I'nti 29 Iriilitin 30. 'I'onn;.. .e' i'ja tt. ri-itili -.v .1.1 Tm dariiliM ftS. Druriltard 34. Supervine a pulilicnlion .ie. Small wlleel :ti). Concerning 40. Poetic Mux* 41. Ricii Iwowo â- 12. .Shape 4S TMIc of Ail><>iia 41 Hill 4ti Dry 47. Oort of I.)i'« liO Finisli Answer eliewhere in this iuiie How Can I? By Anne Ashley Operator â€" Get. Me My Teacher â€" ./Mthotigli conruied to her bed rheumatic fever, Barbara Stuart still keeps up with her classes iter bedside to her schoolioom enables the 11-year-old girl to be everything that goes on and recite when her for tiie pa.-5t sc\cii nioiuli:> v. iLl» A leased telephone \virc from part of her class. She can hear itirn comes. ANN£ HIRST "Dear Anne Hirst: Ever since the day 1 married my husband, three years ago, he has found fault with whatever 1 do. It's the liouse, or the baby, or my friends. I jan't take much more. "I try hartt to keep my home clean, but it's sucli a big place! My baby is 13 months old, and I'm ex- pecting another. I tire quickly. As for my friends, when they come he leaves the room, taking ttie radio, and bangs doors and dishes around so that my guests feel unwelcome. Now I have only two close friends who come at all! "He isn't a bad man, Anne Hirst. He used to drink, and he's slopped that. He used to mistreat me, but he doesn't now. His worst fault is nagging. And how much can a wife fake? I don't want to leave him. J couldn't take my son from him, for tiiey love each other so. And I love him. But I haven't told him so in montlis because he luirtj me every day. "He was in combat duty in the war, and 1 try to allow for tliat. He had a unhappy first marriage, and I allow for tliat, too. But now I'm at a point where 1 believe he just likes to act mean and be a big bully. I'm trying to hold our mar- riage together; but 1 don't mind telling you that if this letter doesn't do any good, I'm giving up. I'm still young, and perliaps 1 can make a new life for myself. (I wasn't going to show my husband this letter, but now I think I will. Vou give good advice.) WORRKUT' 12-20 30-41 . .i.E ADAMS \l./ke ihis yours for winter leas and bridges! The kind of dress \ou'li wear everywhere, it has new deep neckline, shirred softness at shoulders. lOasy! This pattern, easy to use. simple In sew, is tested for fit. Has com- plete illitstratod instructions. I'atlcni 4669 conies in sizes 12, H, 16. 18, 20; 30, 32, 34. 36, 38. 40. 4.'. Size 16. 4)8 yds. 3"-inche.^. Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS (2,1 cents I in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern. Print plaiiih SIZE NAME, ADDRESS. STYLE NUMBER. * Send your order to Kojr I 125 Iviglilrenth St., New 'I'oronto. Ont. ISSUE 7 â€" 1»4» I CRISIS If ever a wife needs loving con- sideration and the assurance that she is precious to her husband, it is wlien she is expecting a baby. (If a man could bear just one, lie would need no explanation.) She needs his tenderness, and his con- stant attentions, to lift her spirit and convince lur that her coming trial is wortii all it will cost her. lie should help her every hour he is home, a-; much as he can. in talking over the housework and, ill voiir case, helping care for the baby you have. This is the time he should conceal any dissatisfac- tion he feels, and be as consider- ate as though he were her father. He should know that she needs the diversion of iier friends, and any amusements her health per- mits. In other words, he should be her protector, the staunch pillar of strength against which she leans. It this nagging of your husband has persisted so long, it is pos- sible that he is not a well niaiu He should be checked up, and perhaps put himself under the supervision of his physician; per- haps his nerves can be calmed, and so make him less sensitive to everything that annoys him now. He would be a liai)pier man, which surely would make his easier to get along with. With this nagging habit so entrenched, he certainly is not happy now. N'our marriage is really at a crisis. When the new baby comes, your burdens will be heavier. Now is the time for your husband to face that fact, and show how much he appreciates all you are. and all you have done for him. If he realizes that he may lose you if he fails, it will rouse all his eft'orts. As I so often say, it takes so little to keep a woman liapp.v. * Any man who knows wcnien, * knows that. A husband wlio * doesn t give that little is too ab- * sorbed in himself to try. or cares * so little for his wife that he be- * lieves it isn't worth the efi'ort. * Under all his criticisms. I be- * iie\t- your husband does love you: * but he has been too self-centered * to realize it. If he will under- * stand this, it will prove that, even * at this late dav, lie has it in him * to be a MAN. * It takes two to make a mar- * riage good. I hope he .will read * this, and determine from now on * to do his part. Vou certainly * have done, and are doing yours. * ♦ ♦ .Vny man who doesn't try, in'ei- ligcntly, to keep his wife happy doesn't deserve a good wife. Sometimes he only needs a hint to cliange. Anne Hirst has given that hint to many a careless hus- band. Write her at Box 1, 123 l-'.ightcenth Street. New Toronto. (2. Ifow can I resizi; \n Aufnin- ster riiK? 'â- â- • , A. Stretch the rugr. tight and tack face down on a floor. Sprinkle with a solution made by dissolving. V^ pound of flake glue in Vi gallon- oC water. Allow rug ta> dry at leaat one day. Care should be taken, not to put on so much glue that it will show on the right side. Q. How can I clean ^uede shoes? A. Clean snede shoes by wiping with a doth that has been £pped tn vinegar. To restore the nap that has become worn, apply sandpaper gently. 0. What is the best way to appl.if lip stick when tiie hp'^ a^e chapped and dr> ? A. Try using a irery greasy Sp stick. Or, rub a little cold creaiv on the Mps before tising the stick. Q. How can I pn^ii-nt rtrs-ting of steel articles? A. Put a limin of freshly-bonwA lime into the drawer or box wheo. storing away steel articles, and it will prevent them from rusting. Q. How can I stii t dates and prunes: A. First wash. dry. anj stone the fruit, then cut almost in half and fill .with a half marshmallow, blanched almond, or chopped nut» and raisins. Roll in sugar. Q. How can I reliev.- the pain of frostbite.' A. Rub the frostbitten parts vig- orously, and bathe In cold water until the blood circulates freely^ then rub with mutton tallow. Q. How can I prevent woolens from shrinking when w-asliing them? A. The shrinking can be greatly reduced by observing three things; use warm water, use mild soap, and allow the woolens to dry slowly. XmUiul, «lrl<', VMlrr- •â- < â- •r>' watcliM, guar. MitMd KCurat*. iup«r.fflrom* ••Mt, Swiit mov»m«nrs givtn ab- aviutaly IMKK for sailing ortly 24 bortlatparfumnarraducadprtcai. I^ult ' tliirand initrueriont tanrnCC B* firft in yaur disTrict. writ*, using ipaca batow. NBW ERA CVT •»%'* P.ObBoxe8tatimEMorutr*al CJhiclcen Turnoi/er^ made with Maqic Combine and chill I'i C. finely-diced cooked chicken, M c. medium-thick white aauce. 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