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By Robert Terry Shannon

in me. Don't you realize, dear,
I'm your husband? I'm the one
you should turn to no matter
what happens. You won't find
me a weakling. Come, get into
your clothes and we'll leave here
I've got my car with me-"
'Noi No! Nor she cried in an
eager. exasperated anguish that
had the explosive note of anger.
He half lifted her out of bed in
an effort to bring her to her feet,
but she resisted him with surpris-
ing strength. 81 won't-I can't!
You know I'd go with you, Tom,
il I dared, but for Gods
sake, don't ask me!'
At any moment, he realized with
a sinking sensation, she might
lose control Of herself entirely and
lapse into a. definite hysteria.
Whatever was wrong with her, he
had not the slightest suspicion
that any unfaithfulness to him
was involved. From her body, in
ternally. as though from her
spirit, he could feel the love force
emanating, penetrating every fiber
Of his own being.
There's something in your
mind that has made you mentally
sick, just as though some unwhole.
some substance in your stomach
would make you physically sick"
he told her. with a definite effort
to appeal to her reason, to cap
ture her interest. "Jacqueline,
my darling, we've got to get at
the bottom of this and root it out.
want you to tell me, without the
slightest fear. what's wrong with
you. If we can get at the basis
of all of this. we can solve It and
end all of this horrible nightmare
at once and forever. You've got
to trust me. Jacqueline, and tell
me everything. What brought this
upon you--tell me what Lupino
had to do with it,"
She grew dumb. suddenly relaxed
In his grasp. but she was not
unconscious. In the half light Of
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Read the Thrilling Account Of How
Arson, the Atheist and
WastreL. Found God.

the skipper painted. The very
tones of his voice inspired the
youth with a tremendous energy
and he tugged on the spokes with
all the strength in his body.
With muscles almost cracking
with the effort his sineWs seem.
ingly stretched to breaking point,
he pulled and strained with his
captain until the hopelessness of
the task was evident.
It Won't Work
TITS nae use! It's nae use?"
the shipmaster grunted hoarsely.
She'll no work. AVA forrad,
ma lad. If ye can. Get the
hands sail off the main
- headsail pay her off" His
lips were at Anson's ears and the
young fellow yelled acknowledge
ment Of the order.
The men Of the starboard
watch were all huddled along the
weather poop rail, hanging on to
the gear or the stanchions, lying
in a recumbent position to dodge
the spite Of the bitter wind and
singing spray which slashed
athwart the up-tilted deck in
vicious volleys so that a man
could scarce draw breath save by
shielding his face from the fury
of it.
Hand over hand, grasping q
rail, a stay or Delayed gear, and
tramping ruthlessly over prone
bodies, his face turned away from
the flaying water and wind,
Campbell bawled hoarsely to the
human limpets he clambored over.
up with you and save the
ship" Some of the bolder spirits
followed him: the more timid re-
fused to move. The four men
trailing in Anson's wake cursed
them vehemently as they clawed
their way forward.
At the break of the poop, the
five paused for moment. The
ladders were gone and the ship
was buried to her matches in
water all along her starboard
side.
One Of the volunteers backed
out, refusing to take the risk.
Sure deathw he grumbled. The
other three hung on, hesitant,
awaiting a leader. "Come along,
boysw shouted Arson encourage
ingly. keep well under the
rail-i''
The cool being that was his
inner self dominated his actions.
telling him that death was moth
ing; that Arson Campbell was a
superman; that he dared what
others feared. And as he pond
cred over the fact that he was
but a mere novice at seafaring
and now leading old tried men to
the accomplishment Of perilous
tasks, the young blood pulsed the
quicker in his veins.
At great hazard to life and
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the room he could see her eyes
staring at him with infinite sorrow.
Speak to me, Jacqueline." he
demanded authorltatively.
She shook her head. "Pleaso
CO." she said, in voice 30 faint
he could scarcely hear it.
LuplnO's House
This is Lupino's house." he told
her. with a rising force in his
voice. DO you realize what you
are doing in leaving your husband
on your wedding night and COM
ing to a place like this? Good
God, Jacqueline, / love you with
all of my heart: but don't make
such a fool of yourself that you
test me clear to the very limit
What power does this man have
over you? I don't care what you
have done in the past-I'm willing
to forgive you anything. Jacque-
line. If there is anything to for
give. But l don't believe there Is.
/ believe in you. and I'm going to
take you away from here IL I
have to pick you up bodily and
carry you out of the place. Once
more, are you going with me?"
She shook her head. mo, I'm
not, Tom. Don't misjudge me.
I'm staying here for your sake"
''My sake"
Eyes. for your sake" she cried
with sudden flaming of vitality.
II can't be your wife, Tom. If I
listen to you. and go with you, it
means your certain death. You
don't know what we're up against.
and I'd rather give you up forever
this way, than to have you for a
little while and then never again.
Tom. darling, I want you to live
and be happy. Forget all about
me. make your life all over. I'm
not for you, dear. I'm afraid. I'm
just what these newspapers called
me. The Forbidden Woman"
You're mad" he told her lev.
ely.
mo. I'm sane, Tom. I'm trying
to do the biggest thing I am
capable of. God knows want
you. but il we go together Lupino
will kill your
He told you THAR"
Tom! Toni For Gods sake
30 in peace"
His face. as she peered at Il in
the poor light. had set with q
sudden harshness she had never
seen before on his features.
What Lupino forgets," he said
in a low voice, sis that I may
beat him to it."
(To Be Continued Tomorrow
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IF Jacqueline was haZy at some OF
i the bewildering details Of her
situation, the fact remained that
she was violently assured Of the
conviction Of Lupino's menace Of
her husbands life.
The recumbent, posture on the
bed became unbearable, and she
propped herself against the head
board with two pillows behind
her back. How long she re-
NAMED in this position she could
not tell, for she had lost all
measurement of time; she was,
she realized with some alarm,
losing all power Of sensation,
even of fear. With an effort to
rouse herself, she tried to shake
off the numbness that was
settling around her mind
even to be in terror was far bet
ter than to be Indifferent
But, If consciousness had dipped
beneath the surface, it came
speedily to the top with a grip
ping sharpness at ner neart as
her ears caught rumbling, Of a
car outside her window
a glare of headlights through
the windows.
Someone was coming! She
thought of Lupino, and her heart
leaped, then grew deadly slow.
but no, he wouldn't dare
A key in the door below, and
Jacqueline remained rigid in bed,
her hearing abnormally acute
.
First Mays voice, hushed,
guarded; and then, bewilderingly
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FORBIDDEN LIPS

the deeper note of q man's-of
Toms!
Feet on the stairs the
opening Of her door the
outline Of his beloved form.
"Tom-Tom" Her arms out
stretched.
She was crushed, clamped
ferociously-sweetly, in his arms!
CHAPTER LIV
" In his powerful, soul-soothing
embrace, Jacqueline was content
for minutes to rest wordlessly,
her eyes closed, her face pressed
against his rugged shoulder.
Darling girl darling
girl e. 80 he breathed burningly.
"I've come to take you home.
Thank God I have found your
Kisses rained on her face.
quelling, sitting her fears with a
temporary uprush of blissful sur
render. An instant of perverting
forgetfulness, and then cold fear
like a claw tearing at her heart.
you must go" Her hands
were on his shoulders pushing him
away with a frantic strength. II
was afraid Of this-I didn't want
you to come here. If you love
me, Tom, go! You can't stay.
:" - l won't let your
The throb in the beat Of her
fear was so intense that Tom
Ware could almost feel a physical
force emanating from her SYM
metrical magnetic body which, a
moment before, had been so warm
and tender in his embrace.
Everything will be all right
from now on" he whispered to
her, with an effort to put a
steadying timbre in his voice.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1927-05-25
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tn Wheel" The old man was
calm and spoke as though breach
ing to and being hometown were
everyday occurrences. "And ye
MIGHT look ABBOTT an see whit has
become O. tn mates an the
port watch" he added. And the
old sea warrior slipped below
again to make the hazardous jour.
ney aft.
Guess the mates an the watch
are inside the fo'c'stle an can't
git out" surmised one of the vol
unteers. Lucky swine"
Maybe" grunted Arson, anxi-
ously. "If we don't look alive and
get the foreyards braced around,
they'll stay there It'll Kingdom
Come. Matches may bust in any
minute. Let's get to work"
When it came to bracing the
foreyards around, It was Campbell
who volunteered to plunge down
to the sea-buried starboard rail
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limb, the four seamen braved the
riotous water and cast off and
hauled on the various ropes and
tackles controlling yards and sails.
Frantic Haste.
Though they toiled in frantic
haste, yet the job took time.
There were occasions when the
body could do no more and they
had to rest. During one of these
breathing spells they spied a fig
ure making a passage along the
rail toward them. 1t pulled up
into the rigging and was greeted
cursefully by one of the quartet:
$50 we've decided to bear a hand
now tn bloody works done. hev
ye?" But in the sheen from a
Dreaming sea. Campbell recog-
nized the captain.
II thocht ye wur gone" he
shouted in Anson's ear. Get tn
jib on her an yen get
doom tae the forebraces. Ah'll tax
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they'd be ready to pull the devil

they'd be ready to pull the devil
outa hell
Arson reused himself at the
sailors remark. "A Bluenose, Ell?
Well, I'm that breed Of dog. I'll
move 'em" He jumped suddenly
to his feet and vanished aft into
the sprays and darkness.
The captain was at the wheel
when the young fellow crawled
up out of the smother. Ready to
bring her round?" questioned the
Old Man. Yes. sir" replied
Campbell, but we need help. I've
come to get it. The master waved
hand towards the human linn
pets still hanging to the poop rail.
'Drive those swabs forrard
kick 'em along, or kill 'em!' he
beloved.
The Nova Scotian bent over the
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0nIA4 mas LAkAI 4 GENGIO ~ r AN
Arson Campbell, sent to college
BY his uncle to study for the min
istl'y. decides to go to sea. He
arrives at AnchOrville. his Nova
Scotia home town. decidedly the
worse for drink, to say gOOd-by
to Mary Phillips, q wealthy ship
owners daughter VIII ON he
adIlires. He sees her walking
with George Page. summer Wis.,
itor. Mary refuses to speak to
him. Page makes a sighting
remark, Wher eupOn Arson
thrashes him and ducks him in a
tub of dirty water. Mary'S
father intervenes. A crowd gath
ers and Arson walks off to face
his uncle. The latter disOWnS
him and the nephew spends the
night with Zeke Crosby. an old
carpenter. Crosby has built a
model of a ship and Arson swears
some day he will build a real YES
sci from it. He goes to sea and
AnChorviIle fOrgets him.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
ctUDDTNLY, there came to Camp
~ bells ears a loud cry Of warn
ing from the skipper. He whirled
around to meet the onslaught Of
q solid comber which broke over
the stern. The frigid brine caught
him in its irresistible sweep and
hurled him jarringly against the
rail at the break Of the poop.
Dazed, breathless, coughing salt
water, and gasping for air, he
clutched the iron rail and tried
to gain his feet, but they could
not get hold on the sloping deck.
A man near by was screaming,
"She's going over!" And as the
cry struck his ears Arson stiff
ened his grip and became dimly
aware of the fact that the ship
was heaving her weather side up
at an impossible angle and the
whole world about him was a
thunder of sound which numbed
comprehension.
Battered by the elements, chilled
to the very marrow, his physical
sufferings seemed to befog his
reason and it appeared to be an
interminable time ere he could
knuckle the water from his eyes
and look about him.
"A hand to the wheel herew 1t
was the captain shouting and
his voice rang amidst the noise,
stentorian, commanding, undis-
mayed. Anson's scattered facul-
ties collected as the call came to
his hearing and, spurred by its
urgency, he clawed his way to
windward and reached the wheel
to find the master struggling
valiantly with the bucking spokes,
trying to get the helm up:
'Grab aholt an get her off,"
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first man he came to. "Up with
you and forrad to the fore-bracesg'
he cried, pointing into the gloom.
The man wriggled, made no an
swer, and secured a firmer hold.
up you get and save the ship!
Up for your lives!' he bawled.
The other swung at him with
his fist. ITO hell with
Enraged by such spinelessness
on the part of a man when he
and other volunteers had been
toiling and risking their lives for
the best part of an hour, Arson
drove his heavy-leather-shod foot
into the fellows ribs. Move
along. damn you, or I'll kick you
to pieces!''
TO Be Continued Tomorrow
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ing deck and vanished into the
swirling water to leeward.
Six times he went under to get
the three lower yard braces off
their cleats and up to the other
men, and by some species Of nee.
romancy the task was accom-
plished and the ropes were fetched
out and made fast under the
fo'c'sle-head. Arson then began to
feel the deadening effects OF over
exertion, exposure and exhaustion.
I'VE four can't haul them heavy
foreyards round" remarked a
man. I'VE need more beef He
trailed off In a picturesque string
of oaths directed at the towards
clinging to the rails aft.
"a good hard-case Bluenose
mate is what them jokers need to
rouse EN- about" observed an
other. He'd have tn blood OF
every slinkn son of pup on his
sea.brogans by this time and
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and fetch the braces out. The
others, dismayed by the danger Of
the task, exhausted by their la
bors, battered and chilled, made
no move.
That's q Job for a blinkin'
diver" they growled. mo man
can go down into that water an
live to tell the tale"--
Bitter Task
"1t's got to be DONE" returned
Arson curtly, $50 III take a
chance. Keep a good grip on this
rope and haul me out when I give
the word or when you see me
overheard" And exulting con.
ceitedly in his youthful strength
and imbued with the spirit of de-
fiance against the circumstances
in which they were placed, he
calmly knotted a clew-line around
his waist and slid across the slop.
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You Burn This Kind

NNHE root workers or borers in
N a garden cannot be detected
until the plants begin to wilt
down. says Nature Magazine.
When this occurs it is too late
to do anything to control the
pests. To prevent their spreading
to other plants. pull up and burn
the infested plants
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restfulness, away from the activity
and haste in which it has been
my lot to live ever since I can
remember.
So when some one, some day,
shall say, Whatever became of
Fay King?" I hope with all my
heart that that is what shall have
become of met
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and look up at the stars and the
moon! To watch the sun sink
in It's golden glory and to greet 1t
again in the silver dawn!
1t is considered quite provincial
in this day of perpetual youth to
even think of growing old. But
somehow 1 have always looked for
ward to those happy days of quiet
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you're not yourself, Jacqueline,
you don't know what you're say
ing. I have come to take you
away. I'll go any place you say,
but we must never separate again,
dear"
Not Herself
She was again in his arms, and
he could feel the hot moisture of
her tears on his face. II love
you, all of me loves you, but
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By Fay King

66DY the way whatever became
II of him?"
'I don't know-he's dead, amt
he? The last I heard Of him"
And so it goes.
Sooner or later those who are
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more or less in the public eye fade
out Of the picture. They are for.
gotten until in some way their
name comes up for a moment. A
few who still remember wonder
what has become of them!
Some day my constant reader,
who some times takes her pen in
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Salient Facts

MY FRIEND, 'P. H. p" has
W1 met the fate of most youth
full woman haters--he has had to
capitulate because. entirely con.
trary to his intentions, he fell In
love-
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can't go with you, Tom" she
moaned.
you can, and you willw he in.
sisted. when you talk like that
you don't know what you're say
ing-you're not yourself. You need
me now, Jacqueline ." you're
as helpless as a child. You have
let yourself get poisoned with
some fear that couldn't possibly
be half as dangerous as you
imagine. You have got to trust
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Old fashioned flowers. A stri
rat and a lot of booksi

To sit back in a comfy old chair
propped up with cushions. To read
of the present in my daily papers.
and of the past in my beloved
books.
A little nook somewhere near
big trees. To walk out at night
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} hand and writes me q letter, may
wonder what has become of me!
I hope that when she does-if
she does-I shall have retired into
the little world of peace and rest,
and comfort that I have dreamed
of for ever so longi
I want a little speck OF a house.
A pebbled walk. A garden gate.
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BrelOing III 1000 B. C.

THE art brewing back to 1000 B. c.
when brewing occupation of the peoples of
the valleys the Tgris Euphrates played
important part in the social and religious life Of that period
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TIPS FOR THE
GARDENER
Spray May Get EN-

Spray May Get EN-
DLANT diseases In a garden
l. are difficult to detect and to
control. AS a rule II the plants
are not doing well, and a care
full examination Of the plant
leaves, stems and roots shows
no insects or insect injury, says
Nature Magazine of Washington,
they are usually infested with a
disease. On the small scale of
most home gardens the best plan
is to destroy the plants. If you
do not care to do that you can
spray them with Bordeaux mix
ture, using mixture of one part
copper sulphate, two parts lime
and 100 parts of water. This
usually win be found effective.
Helping Garden Along
Use plants make Of nitrogen is
~ well known. It is to make
a. good leafy growth. The use
the plants make of the other
garden fertilizers is not 50 we'll
understood. says Nature Maya.
zine of Washington. Since phos.
phorus and potassium are found
in larger quantities in the stems
and leaves we believe that they
are useful there. So, IL the
stems are weak, we recommend
the use of a phosphate. and If
the plants are not yielding well,
but are healthy in other re-
spects, a little phosphorus may
help. The amounts to use vary.
The soil Is a little different
in every garden, SO the amount
of fertilizer to be used varies
and can be found out only by
experimenting with various guam.
titles.
Putnam patriot., 1927-11-10

It requires from twelve to fifteen gallons of water at one time to queneh the thirst of an elephant.
Putnam patriot., 1927-11-10
ATTAWAUGAN

Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Aubin and son spent the weekend in Woonsocket
 A big washout was caused to the mill canal by the heavy rains of last Thursday.
 The Epworth League held a Hallow- cen social Monday evening, October 3I, in the church vestry Everyone who came was taken through cham Der of horrors" where they received many thrills Prizes were given for the best costumes. Apples, cake and cocoa were served There were about fifty present trn f'r s-i
 A life long resident of this place, Joseph Levecque, ST.. 65, passed away at his home last Sunday forenoon of double pneumonia, which developed af. ter having shock the Sunday pre- vious. falling down the stairs of his home when stricken. He leaves his wife, three sons. and four daughters, all at home except two sons, George of Pawtuckct, and Joseph, Jr.. of this place. Funeral services were held from his home Wednesday morning, with requiem high mass at St. Jos eph's church. Dayville. Burial was in St. Joseph's cemetery.